My cat owner has become a sperm

Chapter 9 PART 9 Haunted Moling Village
The two walked for half an hour to reach the nearest village. Feng Chengcheng was already a little exhausted. She had only eaten a few biscuits from last night until now, and she had already eaten up the biscuits stuffed in her pocket this morning. Clean, the biscuit crumbs were not spared, and they were licked clean against the packaging bag, which made Jiu Qianli smother her face from laughing and blushed, and made her even hungrier.

After finally reaching the village, another dog appeared out of nowhere, and it kept barking after chasing her. She was so frightened that she hurriedly called Jiuqianli to protect her, but Jiuqianli ran faster than her. While yelling that he can't bully the weak.

Feng Chengcheng, who had been unlucky for eight lifetimes, managed to get rid of the dog with all her strength. She bent down, supported a tree by the roadside, panted, and didn't even have the strength to scold Jiuqianli.

After a long time, she finally recovered, "Why is there no one on the way!"

"Why not?" Jiu Qianli looked very relaxed, pointing to a noodle shop behind Feng Chengcheng, this girl would tell nonsense with her eyes open.

Feng Chengcheng looked back and saw a noodle shop that looked like a farmhouse. The small house, I don't know if it was ten square meters. A tall lady boss was busy beside the workbench at the door of the house. The noodles inside seem to be villagers in this village, and there are farming tools beside them.

Feng Chengcheng's eyes lit up, and there was another village, after all, there was still a place selling breakfast.

"Miss Boss, bring me a bowl of shredded pork noodles!" Feng Chengcheng didn't hesitate, ran in and sat down, not forgetting to order his own noodles when he entered the door.

"Just one bowl?" The proprietress was a woman in her forties, she tied her hair and tucked the broken hair behind her ears, and looked at Jiuqianli who came in behind Feng Chengcheng.

"Okay, two bowls." The poor daughter Feng Chengcheng held two hundred and five, a little reluctant to ask Jiuqianli for a bowl of noodles, but if you don't want it, you can't let a big man look at you eating noodles in front of you, right?How can someone as generous as himself care about someone who looks like a child!
"Okay!" The proprietress looked at the two who looked like a young couple, they were so beautiful, unlike the people in their village, she was busy and asked, "Did you two come to us recently?" ?”

"Yes." Jiu Qianli glanced at Feng Chengcheng, a foodie who was competing with the free pickled radish on the table, and answered the proprietress's words.

"Oh, if you come to play, hurry up and get out of the mountains here before it gets dark!" The proprietress filled up the fried shredded pork and said what she would say to newcomers every time.

"What does this mean?" Feng Chengcheng asked in puzzlement when he heard the proprietress' strange instructions.

"You don't know, there are ghosts in this mountain!" Another uncle eating noodles at another table also picked up the topic, "I heard that ghosts come out to eat people at night! The memorial ceremony we put in the mountain last year The ancestors' melons, fruits and meals, after one night, are all clean, and I don't know what has been eaten!"

"Really?" Feng Chengcheng frowned, then asked, "Which mountain are you talking about?"

"We haven't been in that deep mountain very much. What I said is the closer mountain. Have you seen it? It's the mountain with a house on it!" The uncle enthusiastically pointed to the mountain that Feng Chengcheng came down from. "One year, a drunkard staggered into the mountains in the middle of the night. He happened to doze off at the door of this house. He was still in a daze when he heard something. So he really opened his eyes and saw A dry and skinny old man with a mummy, lit the lamp and fed the collected food into his mouth while stuffing it into his body, as if his intestines were about to be squeezed out! The drunkard was so scared that he pissed his pants I ran back while crying for my father and mother, and never dared to enter that mountain again!"

The uncle spoke vividly, as if he had experienced it with his own eyes, but the more Feng Chengcheng listened to it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Wasn't this uncle referring to his own three-story villa?And the "mummy old man" who ate food, could it be the miser old man I met last night? Speaking of which, this mummy is quite appropriate, but what kind of intestines are exposed, why didn't she see the tattered stinginess last night? The ghost exposed its intestines?
"There is no ghost in this mountain, that person must be drunk and misread!" Feng Chengcheng started to talk nonsense again, although he did see the miser last night, but the miser said that he had never eaten people before. In front of Jiuqianli, the miser was a little trembling when he spoke, and he definitely didn't dare to deceive them. He had better stop telling the truth to scare the villagers.

"He's not talking nonsense!" Just as he was talking, the proprietress who was ready to serve the noodles took the words, "My husband was frightened by ghosts. He ran back from the mountains and kept talking about meeting the dead second son. My aunt, my second aunt had passed away for three years at that time, I couldn’t believe how I met her! Unexpectedly, the next day, my husband died in the well in the yard where my second aunt lived!” said the proprietress When I got here, I let out a long sigh, "No one has a problem with my family. He had conflicts with his second aunt before he was alive. I didn't expect the second aunt to take his life after three years of absence!"

Hearing this, seeing the melancholy expression of the proprietress, Feng Chengcheng didn't dare to say another word, presumably what these people said was true, she had never seen this second aunt, but she had seen that mummy miser with her own eyes .So Feng Chengcheng quietly lowered his head and ate the noodles.

"There is such a thing?" Unexpectedly, after hearing such an interesting thing, Jiuqianli was very excited, and wanted to continue listening, so he said, "It is also a very coincidence, we live in... "Before he finished speaking, the hand raised to point at the villa was slightly raised by two centimeters, and Feng Chengcheng handed over the chopsticks nervously, interrupting him, "Hahaha, live in the city , we ate the noodles and planned to go back!"

Feng Chengcheng looked at Jiuqianli, who was like a pig teammate, and he was about to leave that house. How could he still live in that house?If I told these simple villagers that I stayed in that house all night and ran out without incident, maybe these people would regard themselves as ghosts too!
"Hurry up and eat the noodles, it will get cold if you don't eat any more!" Feng Chengcheng gritted his teeth and gave Jiu Qianli a warning look by the way.

Jiu Qianli seemed to like seeing Feng Chengcheng's strange expressions very much. After watching for two or three seconds, seeing Feng Chengcheng glaring at him viciously, he smiled, took the chopsticks and bowed his head to eat the noodles.

"Miss Boss, we don't intend to stay here," Feng Chengcheng didn't want to continue asking. Although he felt a little sympathetic to her, life is impermanent, and everything has its own laws. It doesn't mean that ghosts will kill people, but people will die. Yes, as for how her husband died, she is really not interested in knowing.At this moment, she just wants to rub the soles of her feet with oil, and leave as soon as she is full. The farther the better, "Can you tell us how to get to the city? Is this the Luguang City area?"

"Yes, this is Moling Village in Luguang City. You guys, just walk along this road. After walking for about two hours, you will reach the bus station. Take bus No. 104 and you will be able to go to the train. Transfer over there!" The proprietress didn't show much sadness, after all, it's been a long time, and she replied when she heard Feng Chengcheng's question.

"Two hours!" Feng Chengcheng felt desperate, "It's so far away, is there no car to take?"

"It depends on your luck. If there is a car passing by, you can hitch a ride." The proprietress said with a smile.

"..." Feng Chengcheng was speechless, so he could only eat the noodles with his head down.

After eating the noodles in 10 minutes, Feng Chengcheng patted his stomach contentedly, and paid the proprietress 20 yuan in bills. At two hundred and fifty, she would feel pain for a while if she lost a dollar!Feng Chengcheng pulled Jiu Qianli away with a mournful face, and before leaving, he had to ask the proprietress to give her a steamed stuffed bun, which made the proprietress dumbfounded, seeing her pitiful appearance, it was funny to give her two buns.

(End of this chapter)