I Love Little Watermelon
Chapter 422 Can't Take It Anymore
"Young man, we still want to hear you tell stories."
These old men and women were like children, surrounding Yuan Muye, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
He glanced at the time; it was already two or three in the morning. It seemed a bit inappropriate to tell stories at this hour.
"Grandpas and grandmas, it's very late now. How about you come early tomorrow, and I'll tell you stories then?"
Yuan Muye was truly out of options.
"Okay, we'll listen tomorrow."
One of the grandpas and grandmas agreed to Yuan Muye's suggestion.
The old man who had invited Yuan Muye to stay also said at this moment, "You all go back to sleep first and come back tomorrow."
After this simple persuasion, the old men and women all left.
Once they were gone, Yuan Muye inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, seeing so many old men and women appear around him, Yuan Muye felt as if a stone was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
Only after they left did the stone disappear.
The old man's voice suddenly rang in Yuan Muye's ear again. Yuan Muye, upon hearing it, said, "Okay, Grandpa."
The old man arranged a room for Yuan Muye to rest. Back in the room, Yuan Muye soon sat on the bed, but he didn't sleep. He sat cross-legged, planning to go to Guitou Ridge (Ghost Head Ridge) after the old man fell asleep.
Time passed, and after about an hour, Yuan Muye felt that there was no movement outside and prepared to set off.
However, just as he was about to leave, Yuan Muye suddenly heard a voice, "Young man, are you asleep?"
Yuan Muye didn't answer, pretending to be lying in bed.
The old man called out several times from outside, but Yuan Muye pretended not to hear.
Yuan Muye now felt that this old man was crazy. What time is it, and he's still not sleeping, still making trouble?
Perhaps because the old man had called out several times and didn't get a response, he suddenly came in from outside and lifted the curtain. Then, lowering his voice, he said, "You all come in."
A rustling sound immediately rang out outside. This rustling sound made Yuan Muye's heart jump to his throat. It was clear that many people had come in.
Yuan Muye thought to himself, I knew these people weren't so simple. Sure enough, they couldn't help but make a move on me now.
Yuan Muye vaguely opened a slit in his eyes and discovered that it was the old men and women from before who had come in.
He waited for them to make a move. As long as they dared to, Yuan Muye would kill them immediately.
Yuan Muye was a little nervous at this moment. After about a minute, the old man suddenly said, "Keep your movements quiet, don't disturb the young man's sleep. We'll just wait here. When he wakes up, we'll have him tell us stories."
These words made Yuan Muye's scalp tingle instantly. He even wondered if he had misheard. Twenty-odd old men and women were sitting around him, staring at him, waiting for him to wake up so he could tell them stories.
What a terrifying thing that was. It was simply unimaginable.
Time passed, and Yuan Muye didn't know what to do. This atmosphere was truly suffocating. At the same time, Yuan Muye felt a little uneasy. This uneasy feeling made Yuan Muye even more uncomfortable.
Now, Yuan Muye didn't know what to do, or what the next step should be. Pretend to sleep? In this oppressive environment, it was impossible to fall asleep.
These people were too strange, so strange that Yuan Muye felt they were more terrifying than evil ghosts. If they were evil ghosts, it would be easier to deal with. Yuan Muye could just kill them all. But they were all living people, and old people at that, making it really hard for Yuan Muye to bring himself to do it.
After being stared at for a while, Yuan Muye really couldn't take it anymore. Pretending to turn over, he opened his eyes, looked at the group of people in front of him, and suddenly pretended to be frightened, then said, "You, what are you doing here?"
"Young man, you're awake? Now that you're awake, quickly tell us stories about the outside world." The old man spoke first, not caring about Yuan Muye's current state. He immediately asked Yuan Muye to tell stories. At this moment, Yuan Muye felt like ten thousand Cao Ni Mas (a curse word) were running rampant in his heart.
"Okay, wait a moment, I need to use the restroom first." He said, then walked towards the door. Once he reached the door, Yuan Muye didn't hesitate and used Ling Bo Wei Bu (Microstep Gait) to run away.
After being reborn into this world, this was the first time he had encountered such an oppressive environment, one that suffocated him. And he couldn't do anything about these people.
Yuan Muye quickly entered Guitou Ridge. Once inside, he soon summoned the Ghost King.
As soon as the Ghost King came out, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother, you're so late!"
"Stop talking nonsense, see if the ghost treasure we're looking for is here." Yuan Muye was holding back a ball of anger at this moment, so his tone was a bit harsh. Seeing that Yuan Muye's mood wasn't good, the Ghost King didn't dare to delay. He looked at the map and then said to Yuan Muye, "Brother, we need to go further ahead."
"Okay."
The trees in this mountain were very large, having grown for at least several decades. And on this late night, a thick layer of fog shrouded the mountain. The speed of one man and one ghost was not fast.
The Ghost King walked and said, "Brother, don't worry, let me find it."
"Okay."
Yuan Muye's mood had calmed down a bit at this moment.
But for some reason, after walking for a while, Yuan Muye seemed to hear the voices of those old men and women again, asking him to tell stories.
Reacting to this, Yuan Muye quickly looked back. Fortunately, the area behind him was empty, with nothing there. This allowed Yuan Muye to breathe a sigh of relief, not feeling so much pressure.
One man and one evil ghost walked forward for a while, and Yuan Muye suddenly saw a house ahead.
The Ghost King also saw it and immediately became excited. He shouted, "Brother, that might be where the ghost treasure is stored!"
When one man and one evil ghost reached the front of the house and looked closely, they discovered that the house in front of them seemed to be a Taoist temple.
However, this Taoist temple looked somewhat dilapidated.
Before going in, Yuan Muye looked back several times, not knowing why, but feeling it was a psychological factor.
The Ghost King also noticed Yuan Muye's actions and asked Yuan Muye at this moment, "Brother, are you okay?"