If you are targeted by a cold and beautiful girl

Chapter 80 Jiuge wants to run away
"Hahahahahahaha, there's no need to repay each other with the gushing spring! During the war, living well is the best reward." The old man smiled heartily.

In times of war, when you don't have enough food and clothing, and you are in danger of being killed by the enemy at any time, surviving is the most important thing.

The way he laughed was even more Zhang Zhidong than Zhang Zhidong.

For a moment, An Chen seemed to see Zhang Zhidong, who lived peacefully into old age without glory.

If Zhang Zhidong could live to this age, he might look exactly the same.

But there will be a chance to see in the future, as long as Zhang Zhidong's twin Zhang Knows can live to that age safely.

Looking at the familiar model in front of him, Jiu Ge also came back to his senses.

Although her face was still hot, she had already accepted this fact in her head.

This is also a necessary sacrifice for the mission, and there is no way around it.

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath.

They come, the security!
"My surname is Zhang and my wife's surname is Li." The old man introduced with a smile.

"Wait a moment, let's make some preparations and bring the food over. It may be a bit crude, so don't dislike it." Grandma Li stood up first.

Then the old man followed and walked out.

Before closing the door, he motioned to the two children with his eyes.

Little Mahua and Little Dog Dan went to the side and obediently poured the hot water from the kettle that was still cold for them.

While pouring water, Jiuge noticed bursts of black mist coming out of Little Mahua's braids, and even a horn similar to that of the Silver-Horned King appeared on his head.

Just as he was about to raise his hand, An Chen pressed Jiu Ge's hand down.

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Jiu Ge was a little confused.

Little Dog Dan obviously saw the horn.

As if he didn't see it, he continued to pour the water.

An Chen's hand still didn't loosen, tightly covering the back of Jiu Ge's hand.

The next second, the black mist on Xiao Mahua's braids disappeared.

The two handed the poured water to An Chen and Jiuge, seemingly unaware of what was happening.

Including Little Mahua and Little Dog Dan, Mr. Zhang and his family went outside the yard one after another.

When he received the water glass, An Chen put his hand down.

Jiuge looked at An Chen questioningly.

An Chen spread his hands: "Listen to my explanation."

"Explanation?" Jiuge frowned, his expression getting weirder.

She reasonably suspected that An Chen was trying to find an excuse to cover up the fact that he was taking advantage of her.

After such a long time, Jiu Ge has gotten to know An Chen roughly.

Although many speculations cannot be confirmed yet, the invisible trust has already taken root in her heart.

Even if An Chen's actions in front of her were incomprehensible and unacceptable to her, Jiu Ge was still willing to believe in An Chen's decision.

If An Chen did this, there must be a reason for it.

"According to my observations, their transformation into evil spirits is only temporary. Even if they are left alone, they can quickly return to normal and then continue the cycle."

An Chen didn't explain that he took the opportunity to touch Jiu Singer's back for a long time, but just told his guess in a serious manner.

"You mean I don't have to worry about this?" Jiuge looked surprised.

"Yes, what we need to do is to observe what happened and what caused the current illusion to exist, so that we can send these spirits away properly. Otherwise, according to the current practice, purifying hundreds or thousands of times will be in vain." An Chen said, secretly pouring out the water in the broken cup along the leaking seam on the side.

From the moment he met the old lady, he had always been interested in the stones that the old lady carried with her.

I don't know the reason, but just looking at the outline of that stone, the 'Yuan' around An Chen's waist keeps emitting amazing heat.

It seemed to be reminding him of something.

An Chen knew that this stone had a great background, but if a piece of crystal could have such resonance, I'm afraid the entire illusion is inseparable from it.

The association banned members other than designated persons from participating in the war remnant mission, which shows that the matter is not easy to handle.
Thinking like this, he suddenly wanted to ask Jiuge if he felt anything strange.But Jiuge was meditating very intently and didn't say anything else. He just seemed to be in a daze.

She understood the current situation, but she didn't quite understand why An Chen poured out the water.

Looking at the steaming water in his hand, Jiuge was ready to drink.

The wishes of Zhang Zhidong’s ancestors and family cannot be let down.

"Stop." Before Jiuge was about to drink the hot water, An Chen shouted stop in time.

Then, under Jiuge's strange eyes, he poured the water from Jiuge's water cup into the leaking crack next to him.

"I'm really thirsty." Jiuge looked aggrieved.

"This is most likely water from a smelly ditch, strange liquid, urine, or industrial wastewater. Are you sure you want to drink it?" An Chen smiled.

Standing up, he walked over to the kettle.

"You really want to drink and I'll pour it for you?"

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Jiuge's entire face instantly turned livid.

She suddenly understood what An Chen meant.

Unless there is a particularly powerful illusion, the food made by the spirit body is basically made of strange materials on the road.

If you are not a living person, you cannot plant real land.

If you are not a living person, you cannot buy real food.

If you are not a living person, you cannot eat real food.

Everything follows the original trajectory, but the essence is completely different.

After all, the parties involved have passed away for so many years, not to mention the houses and belongings that were blown to ashes along with them.

"Then what are the meals and dishes for later? Can they be eaten?"

Jiuge swallowed and looked at the door.

The sound of cooking with a spatula has not stopped, which means the food is not yet cooked.

She began to consider running away.

Although this is very sorry for the kind-hearted spirit, if it is the things Jiuge imagined, she really can't eat it.

"Probably garbage, small cigarette butts, small bugs, small animal corpses, small cockroaches, small maggots and the like." An Chen put down the teapot with a calm look, as if he had accepted this reality.

"Shall we leave now?" Jiuge stood up and patted her skirt.

She began to wonder if there was something strange where she was sitting.

Like a pile of skulls or something like that.

"You have to do what you promise others." An Chen grabbed Jiuge's arm.

"Eh? But..." Jiuge was a little panicked.

This makes sense.

She couldn't care less about An Chen eating her own tofu. Now she started to feel sick when she thought about what the rice was made of.

"Maybe it's a tribute." An Chen comforted.

"But it could also be small maggots, right? And must the tribute be clean?" Jiuge was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, An Chen's receptive ability was so strong.

"Actually, don't imagine, you can still eat it." An Chen whispered.

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Seeing that An Chen had no intention of leaving, Jiuge's eyes were filled with tears.

"So let's use illusions to pretend to eat."

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(End of this chapter)