Chapter 208: Life is like a play (4)
As soon as Wen Chan finished speaking, she felt that Jiao Si's face was a little uneasy.
The other boy next to him spoke even more directly, "Let's go to the mayor's house and wait for a while. It will be dark soon. I don't know how long I will be homeless if I follow you."
The boy's name is Yang Qiao. He was dissatisfied with some of Jiaos' words before, but he didn't expect that following him would lead to no good results.
When Qin Ji dragged Wen Chan away just now, he and Pang Yue were also planning to come. Jiao Sifei said that they were not gregarious and unwilling to cooperate, and they would suffer in the future.
There were three of them now, and there were a lot of people. After that, they all took care of each other. There were so many people, and they were really fooled into it for a while.
As a result, the three of them came back in high spirits. Their suitcases were placed at the door by the hotel owner and they were kicked out.
It is impossible to find a town citizen to spend the night with. Their reputation has been ruined by Wu Mei, and no one is willing to host them.
If they had come back early and not listened to Joss's pie, they could have followed the mayor and stayed at the mayor's house.
"After Pang Yue left, are you still listening to his deception?" Yang Qiao pulled his luggage and greeted Pang Yue.
Pang Yue followed without saying a word.
Jiao Si wanted to say something, but he knew he was in the wrong, so in the end he said nothing. He glared at Wen Chan and left with the two of them.
Wen Chan felt baffled.
It wasn’t her who kicked them out, nor was she the one who refused to let them live at the mayor’s house. Why were you glaring at her?
Is she so hated?
…
Wawa Mountain is not far from the town. Standing in the town, you can even see the mountain standing quietly not far away.
It looks like a bare mountain with not even a few trees on it.
Wen Chan was standing on the second floor balcony of a teahouse, looking at the hillside not far away.
A lady in ancient costume next to her was refilling the teacup in her hand, still chattering.
"What are you asking about there? Could it be..."
He paused here and glanced at her belly vaguely.
Wen Chan lowered her head and glanced at her belly.
She had no extra explanation, nodded solemnly, and asked: "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
"What a sin."
The aunt sighed and said, "Go and worship at night. If you go to the Child God at night, you will take him away. You can just come back and have a good sleep. He will not suffer too much, and you will not have random thoughts."
"Child God?" Wen Chan raised her eyebrows, "But can we still go to the Doll Mountain at night? Don't we need tickets?"
"Tickets?" The aunt gave her a strange look, " Never heard of it. Do you need a ticket to do such a shameless thing? Little girl, don’t be deceived by anyone.”
“Actually, you are not the first group to come here, but you are indeed the first group to come here as tourists, otherwise we would rest in the tea house and the restaurant. The hotel has closed down a long time ago.”
“Some outsiders often hear about our Wawa Mountain and come over to worship the Child God. They usually leave on the same day they come, and they don’t come back until it’s too late. A night on the town”
"This must be the case a lot. Anyone in this town can cheat you out of your money."
Wen Chan nodded, "Can you tell me the story of this child god?"
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There were no customers in the teahouse today, so the aunt put down the teapot in her hand, stood with Wen Chan, and started gossiping with her.
"Hey, it's not a big story, right..." Suddenly, she stopped and looked around to make sure there was no one around, then she leaned close to Wen Chan's ear and whispered: " Do you believe in God?”
“……”
There is probably only one answer to this question in this town.
It is said that there is a child god in the mountains. If she doesn't believe it, she will be kicked out.
Wen Chan smiled at her, "If I didn't believe it, I wouldn't be here."
The aunt looked her over and nodded: "That's right. I see you said yes. I actually came here for the Wawa Mountain. The town is only a big place and there is nothing interesting to see there. I haven’t left yet because I heard about the legend of the Wawa Mountain.”
Wen Chan remained silent.
The aunt continued: "A sincere heart leads to success. If you believe it, it will definitely be good for you."
"It is said that this Wawa Mountain was an ordinary barren mountain back then. There was famine in those years. I have a child, I really don’t have money to support it, and Unable to live without food, he threw him into the mountains. "
"Such a conscience-stricken thing should have been punished by God, but who knew that not long after, the couple suddenly became rich!"
“They are in their own yard They dug out a bag of gold and became rich overnight. Then they left Cangyang Town and never came back.”
“Everyone thought they were just lucky at first, and they thought so. Was it left to them by their ancestors? Not long after, a frivolous woman gave birth to a child, and her husband-in-law found out that it was not his. After some questioning, he found out that she had cheated on her, but her husband-in-law threw the child to death on the spot and sent her out with a divorce letter. Home door.”
"In that era, those who stole someone would be imprisoned in a pig cage. The woman had nowhere to go, so she fled to the mountains, dumped the child's body there, and found a cave to spend the night. But when she woke up the next day, she found the child Her body is gone, she is still in the cave She found some gold and silver jewelry and floated from hell to heaven."
"But she was not so lucky. After she made a fortune, she was caught back by her ex-husband who was angry and robbed her of the money. Soaked in the pig cage. ”
< br>"Slowly, everyone began to realize that there was something wrong with this mountain. Throwing children on the mountain could make you rich."
"Some greedy people threw their children up the mountain and tried it. They always got rich." Found a large number of them in one week A treasure of gold and silver.”
“Because there were so many lost babies, that’s how the name of Doll Mountain came from. Everyone said that there is a child god on the mountain. If he takes your child, he will use it for other things. To repay you.”
"Most of the people who are still staying in Cangyang Town have no children, and some are reluctant to let go of their children. Otherwise, who would want to miss this opportunity to make a fortune?"
"But in my opinion, Come on, these are all people with no conscience, and that child is a living person!”
said! At this point, she turned to look at Wen Chan and asked a question about death, "By the way, did you abort your child yourself, or was it an accident?"
Wen Chan: "..."
No matter which answer you give, it seems that you will be the one who has no conscience and does not want his own children for money.
Wen Chan opened her mouth and said, "He inherited it from his father and is a deformed child. The doctor doesn't recommend having a child, so..."
"Emma, look at your little girl, you look so good-looking, why are you looking for someone like that when you're looking for a partner?" ?" The aunt's originally questioning eyes suddenly turned to sympathy.
In this case, there is really nothing we can do.
Wen Chan smiled, "True love is invincible."
The aunt sighed, raised her hand and patted her shoulder, comforting: "After you make a fortune here, give him money. Give it a try, it’s not an option if you never have a normal child.”
Wen Chan nodded without retorting, "Thank you, ma'am."
With his father's strange appearance, it was hard for him to be normal.
But Wen Chan felt that he couldn't give birth. Sometimes he couldn't even see the thing, so it was hard to judge.
Wen Chan was about to leave after asking the aunt about what he had learned. A group of people playing gongs and drums and carrying boxes came to the town.
Wearing short red trousers and belts, they set up a stage at a fixed performance place in the center of the town.
The troupe is getting ready for a performance.
The aunt next to me immediately became excited, "Have you seen the previous performances of this troupe? These city people are really amazing. It feels like they can conjure up anything."
"They What's the name of that pillar... What's the name of Zhong Lian? , Oh, that bone-shrinking skill, it shrank like a ball, and he even got through the vase, and finally only his head came out, it was so scary."
"I'll go take a look, thank you, aunt."
Wen Chan put the tea cup into the aunt's hand, turned around and went downstairs.
"Hey, this kid... you haven't paid me yet!" The aunt quickly chased after him.
…Wen Chan really has no money and wants to pay with points, but transfers are not supported here, which makes her very embarrassed.
But thinking that she drank two cups of the most ordinary tea with no tea flavor at all, she felt confident in running away.
What if she came to ask for two glasses of boiled water?
She got the name of the spherical person, Lian Lian.
When she arrived at the stage, there were already many people around who had reserved their seats in advance.
Wen Chan also saw Qin Ji standing in the front row in the crowd.
He should have come out with the troupe and occupied such a good position immediately.
Wen Chan shamelessly squeezed in from the crowd and stood next to Qin Ji.
She was inevitably scolded for her behavior, but seeing that she knew Qin Ji, a tall man, she shut her mouth for a moment.
The main reason is that Qin Ji's aura looks a bit scary.
"Boss Qin." Wen Chan bumped Qin Ji's arm and shouted softly.
Qin Ji looked intently, and her mouth under the mask made a cold voice, "Have you found it?"
She really looked like a boss.
Wen Chan held the ticket in his hand and shook it, then immediately put it away and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "This ticket was not prepared by the people in the town, it should have been specially arranged for us by the dungeon's system. You are right, our ultimate goal is actually Wawa Mountain."
"As expected." Qin Ji nodded.
Wen Chan quickly said again, "Throwing a child on the mountain will make you rich."
Qin Ji: "Feudal fan... what did you say?"
He finally raised his head Turn to Wen Chan.
I wanted to pretend that they were not very familiar with each other and that they were not discussing things in whispers.
Wen Chan's words confused him.
“Keep your voice down!” Wen Chan bumped into him.
Qin Ji pulled up his mask in embarrassment and glanced around vaguely. No one noticed their actions, so he felt a little relieved.
"Has this kind of thing been confirmed?" Qin Ji wouldn't believe these things at first, but this was in the dungeon, and there were all kinds of outrageous things. He didn't really doubt it. Authenticity.
Wen Chan nodded and whispered, "Do you want to try it?"
Qin Ji frowned, "How to try?"
Wen Chan snorted, "You guys Didn't hundreds of children come out at any time?"
"..."
Qin Ji's face turned red under the mask, and he gritted his teeth and said one word, "Get out!"
Wen Chan looked at him expressionlessly, "I'm serious."
Qin Ji: "Get out! I'm not short of money!"
Wen Chan had already stretched out his hand: "v500,000 Look at the strength."
Qin Ji: "..."
The real purpose of your horse is to ask for money!
"Haha."
At this moment, the two of them heard a child's sneer.
Looking down at the same time, they saw the little boy who was kicked away by Wen Chan in the west courtyard, sandwiched between them, looking up and sneering at them.
The smile looks a bit sinister.
Qin Ji and Wen Chan are both somewhat superior in height. It is indeed difficult to spot a little kid standing in front of them, especially since this kid doesn't know what's going on. He has no breath on his body. When he is silent, others are unaware of his presence.
The little boy turned his head to look at Wen Chan and asked, "Is this your boyfriend?"
Wen Chan looked at him with a look of disdain and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you looking for me to take responsibility again?"
The little boy said with a straight face: "What do you think? ?"
Qin Ji had calmed down from the inappropriate topic. He glanced at Wen Chan and sneered, "Not even a child? "
Wen Chan Cicada: "..."
The little boy immediately confirmed: "No man would say that about his girlfriend, so he is not your boyfriend."
He tentatively stretched out his little hand to hold Wen Chan's hand, "Don't make excuses to reject me. Okay? I'll be sad."
"..." Wen Chan was speechless, as if he was confessing to himself, but in fact he was just making himself responsible for him?
These are two different properties!
Wen Chan was just about to take her hand out of his little hand when she heard a member of the theater troupe not far away shouting, "Zhou Lian, come here to rehearse."
"Here we come." The little boy turned around and responded.
Wen Chan was slightly stunned.
Xiao Zhonglian squeezed Wen Chan's hand tightly and said seriously: "You are not allowed to leave! Stay and watch my performance! If I don't see you on stage later, I will crawl to your house in the middle of the night Window!"
Wen Chan: "..."
Xiao Zhonglian turned around and was about to run away, but Wen Chan grabbed the back of the neck and pulled him back.
She lifted him up from the ground with one hand and made him look level with her.
"What's your name?"
Xiao Zhonglian blinked his eyes, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Oh, I did forget to tell you, my name is Zhonglian, your future "My boyfriend, what about you?"
Wen Chan laughed angrily.
Okay, okay.
This time it’s finally no longer a messy shape, it’s just like a child this time, right?
Her other free hand stretched out towards Qin Ji next to her, "Boss Qin, have you brought your mobile phone out?"
Qin Ji was silent for a moment, but still said He took out the mobile phone he had picked up for free from his pocket.
Wen Chan flipped through the photo album and handed it to Zhong Lian, "Is this you?" , "So...so ugly. Why do you keep my ugly photos?"
"So you had already noticed me at that time?"
"Then...then you are still not responsible for me? Bad woman!"
Wen Chan: "..."
"Let's go!"
Wen Chan threw Xiao Zhonglian into the air and kicked him back to the troupe like a football.
So angry!
Give her back a 1.8 meter handsome boy!