After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

Ah Che…

In the book, people who are close to Sang Che all affectionately call her by her nickname.

Could it be that Sang Che mistook her for his "heartless white moonlight"?

The thought came to mind, and Yin Huaixi couldn't help but want to run away.

In the original novel, Sang Che's unfaithful white moonlight did not do a single good thing and completely treated Sang Che as a tool.

Discard after use.

Thinking of this, Yin Huaixi couldn't help but cry out in her heart.

Good heavens, could she be labeled a scumbag woman by Sang Che, who doesn't acknowledge her past once her skirt is lifted, and then dragged back to face severe retribution?

If it weren't for this enormous snake beside Sang Che, Yin Huaixi could have comforted herself by saying that it was probably just a fanatical fan of the novel doing cosplay in the deep mountains and wilderness.

It terrified a group of passersby.

But this crimson serpent is no fake.

Where can you find silicone that can create such a realistic effect?!

Sang Che felt slightly disappointed at Yin Huaixi's troubled expression, but it was also within his expectations.

Those who have experienced reincarnation will not remember anything; Huai Xi's memories were washed away by that bowl of Meng Po soup.

She shouldn't be so harsh on Huaixi.

She couldn't resent Huaixi for not remembering anything.

Sang Che: "Fine, if you're having trouble, call me whatever you want."

Completely bewildered, Nuo Qianqian was about to ask Yin Huaixi how he knew the real name of the Miao woman in front of her when her body was coiled up by the tail of the giant crimson snake.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Nuo Qianqian scream. The giant snake's body disappeared into the darkness. Nuo Qianqian gripped the cold snake scales tightly with both hands, her heart pounding.

"Qianqian..."

Worried that something might happen to Nuo Qianqian, Yin Huaixi was about to chase after her when Sang Che reached out and grabbed her.

Her body was pulled back, and Yin Huaixi could only hear the crisp sound of silver bells behind her. For a moment, she felt weightless and her whole body leaned against Sang Che's chest.

However, Sang Che had no intention of letting her go. He continued to entwine around her body like a ghost, whispering in her ear, "Huai Xi, don't worry."

"I just wanted Little Tooth to take her back to where she belongs, isn't that what you wanted?"

It felt like she had been thrown into an icy embrace. Yin Huaixi took a deep breath and turned her head.

He stared with wide eyes and spoke.

"Sang Che, I think you've waited for the wrong person."

"My name is indeed Yin Huaixi... but I am not the Yin Huaixi who made love to you."

On the verge of despair, Yin Huaixi truly didn't know how to deal with Sang Che.

Her values, honed over the past twenty years, have taught her that it's impossible for characters in novels to actually come out of the pages.

But the Miao woman before her, so beautiful she seemed almost inhuman, was indeed the protagonist of the book.

Hearing Yin Huaixi's stern and righteous refusal, Sang Che was not angry.

She smiled gently, finding it sweet.

"Huaixi, my wife, how could I not recognize you?"

"You are my wife, in this life, in the next life, and in the last."

"We... will be entangled together for three lifetimes."

It's a little terrifying that Sang Che is saying the most affectionate words in the world with such a face.

Controlling yandere characters are best left to fiction; if they actually came out of a novel, well… nothing could be more terrifying!

"Sang Che, I'm really not the person you're looking for! As for how I know you, I can prove it to you."

Struggling to break free from Sang Che's grasp, Yin Huaixi hurriedly pulled her phone out of her pocket. She opened her cloud storage and planned to find the novel she had been reading a few days ago.

To prove his innocence.

Sang Che, who was pushed away, was not angry.

She stood quietly in the wind, looking at Yin Huaixi, wondering what evidence Yin Huaixi could produce to prove that she had mistaken her for someone else.

As she flipped through the pages with her fingertips, Yin Huaixi was astonished to find that she couldn't find any record of that novel.

These past few days, Yin Huaixi has been busy researching travel guides and destinations, so she hasn't used this reading app much, let alone logged into the cloud drive.

Besides, she only has a few books on her bookshelf.

Logically, her browsing history shouldn't have been overwritten, but the novel about Miao territory simply vanished into thin air, no matter how hard Yin Huaixi searched, she couldn't find it.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Sang Che smiled as he watched Yin Huaixi's flustered appearance. She had her hands behind her back and walked lightly.

He approached Yin Huaixi again.

Sang Che: "Huai Xi, if you can't find it, then don't look for it anymore."

"Come back to the village with me."

Startled by Sang Che's sudden action, Yin Huaixi instinctively hid her phone in her pocket.

This was the only thing she could use to save her life; she couldn't let Sang Che take it away.

Otherwise, she really would never be able to leave this woman who was like a female ghost for the rest of her life.

Looking up at the dilapidated Miao village, Yin Huaixi remained silent for three seconds, listening to the rustling of the branches in the night wind. Then, Yin Huaixi turned to look at Sang Che.

She pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Ah Che, are you sure we want to live in this dilapidated village that can't even keep us from the wind and rain?"

"If you want to kill me, just say so. My wife doesn't need to come; she can go herself..."

"I can tell you very clearly that even if you try to seduce me with that face, I won't fall for it."

The two men's sharp exchanges vanished before the dilapidated Miao village, and Sang Che crossed his arms.

She did not deny that what Yin Huaixi said was true.

This village has been neglected for a long time, and no one knows where the Miao people who once served her have gone.

Let this place become a wasteland.

Fortunately, her place was fairly bright and dry, so it was bearable.

Sang Che: "Huai Xi, I have another place to go. Do you want to come with me?"

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Does she have the right to refuse?

Yin Huaixi: "Where? You...you're not saying it's in the lake, are you?"

That's a really ridiculous joke.

Pretending to remain calm, Yin Huaixi chatted with Sang Che, who was neither human nor ghost, hoping to keep her in check.

As for the others, they are not very important nowadays.

Sang Che glanced at the lake surface illuminated by the silver moonlight, watching the ripples spreading across it, and smiled faintly.

He shook his head: "I'm lying in the coffin."

"Huai Xi, where can you find shelter from the wind and rain?"

Coffin...coffin!

Is this woman out of her mind?!

Why would she think that she would give up a bed and breakfast that costs several hundred yuan a night to stay in a coffin buried in the ground?

Even someone with a brain full of water wouldn't do something so stupid.

Absurd, incomprehensible, utterly ridiculous!

Despite possessing acting skills comparable to an Oscar, Yin Huaixi couldn't hold back her laughter when she heard Sang Che say the word "coffin."

At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: whether she lived or died, she had to get away from this ghostly woman!

Otherwise, once she actually goes to the coffin, she might end up sleeping next to a pile of bones tomorrow morning!

The soles of her shoes scraped against the sand and gravel. Just as Yin Huaixi turned to run away, Sang Che anticipated her move and grabbed her hand forcefully again, squeezing her fingers between his fingers.

The cool, jade-like palm sent shivers down Yin Huaixi's spine.

"Huai Xi..."

"If you don't like coffins, then we won't go... but you can't... you can't leave me here."

"I have waited for you for thousands of years."

Her beloved Huaixi is the most soft-hearted.

Whenever I see her with tears in her eyes, I can't bring myself to say anything harsh.

Sang Che likes Yin Huaixi because of her soft heart.

In that way, Sang Che felt that she wasn't a clown jumping around, and that all her overflowing emotions were being observed by this person.

With their "weak points" already caught, how can they escape?

Helpless, Yin Huaixi turned her head and saw a pair of wet eyes, her heart pounding.

strangeness…

Why would she have such strange feelings towards a monster, a female ghost that suddenly appeared?

My heart is still beating faster.

It's crazy.