Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Pat-pat-pat—"

The fluttering red paper crane landed directly on An Lan's shoulder.

An Lan stared in astonishment at the hovering red paper crane. In her blurred vision, she seemed to see again, beneath the bright red veil, two thin lips slowly curving upwards...

"etc!"

As if she had caught something in her mind, An Lan quickly took off the red paper crane, untied its body, and a red square piece of paper appeared in her hand!

An Lan disregarded everything else, tearing the red paper and folding it into the shape of "meat and vegetables," then thrusting it towards the face on the tombstone around her neck without a word...

"Ugh—"

"Ugh—"

"Delicious! Delicious!"

Upon seeing "food," the tombstone man immediately loosened his grip and began to chew on the papers.

After the paper in his hand was completely fed to the tombstone man, the tombstone man slowly detached from An Lan's back, like a well-behaved little boy, standing in front of An Lan's calves, tugging at An Lan's trouser leg.

"Big brother..."

"Big brother..."

"It's so kind of you..."

[-15]...[15]!

Just for a fleeting moment!

The child on the tombstone is like a Sichuan opera face-changing act; the level of likability suddenly reverses!

"call--"

An Lan let out a long breath, hurriedly moved away from the direction of the kitchen, and slowly bowed to the "red-robed bride" who had already sat up in the red coffin.

[Yunhan's affection for you +3!]

[Current favorability rating: 18!]

"A female ghost who values ​​refinement and cultural literacy?"

"That's quite rare..."

"And yet, she's in this village?"

An Lan couldn't understand why such a well-mannered girl would appear in a village with such backward customs. He gave the bride in the red robe a deep look, then immediately led the little tombstone person back to their seats.

"Anlan! Anlan!"

"How did you know?!"

"Why does the bride in the red robe give you red paper cranes every time you sing a hymn?!"

Mo Han's eyes were sinister. He never expected that the person in the coffin would actually help An Lan.

What kind of magic does this kid possess?

No?

Is it really a humanoid walking female succubus?

"What do you think?"

An Lan shrugged, watching the tombstones at the scene, her favorability rating returning to normal, and then her gaze returned to the large red coffin in the center of the courtyard.

"hateful!"

"Could it be... that female ghost likes poetry?!"

Mo Han hesitated for a moment, then suddenly slammed his hand on the table: "All eyes! All eyes on me! I have something to say—"

"..."

In an instant, all the tombstone figures in the courtyard turned their heads toward Mo Han.

"Cough cough cough—"

"Until the mountains crumble, the rivers run dry, winter thunder roars, summer snow falls, and heaven and earth unite, only then will I part from you..."

He boasted that he spoke with great affection, and that his handsomeness was no less than An Lan's. He stared intently at the "bride in red robes," hoping that she would also send him a "red paper crane."

Can...

The "red-robed bride" who was sitting in the coffin slowly collapsed after hearing the sound!

"The ospreys cry 'guan guan' on the river's islet. A fair maiden, a gentleman's ideal!"

As if unwilling to give up, Mo Han sang again.

"In heaven, we wish to be birds flying wing to wing; on earth, we wish to be trees with intertwined branches!"

"I love you! I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Northeast China is my hometown..."

The more he talked, the more agitated he became; the more distorted and disoriented he became.

Until the very end, Mo Han didn't even know what he was saying anymore. All the "tombstone people" looked at him like he was an idiot and continued to eat.

Mo Han's lips twitched, and she stood motionless in front of the table!

"Hahaha--"

"You think you're An Lan?"

"He has a natural ability to make the supernatural drawn to him! You want to learn that? Impossible!"

Liu Xuan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"He's just an opportunist, a gigolo who only knows how to please women!"

"I wouldn't stoop to learning that!"

Seemingly having a mental breakdown, Mo Han plopped back into his seat. Liu Xuan looked at him disdainfully, not forgetting to add insult to injury: "You're not saying you don't care to learn! You're just being a sour grapes!"

"you!"

"hehe--"

"..."

"Creak—"

Just as the group at the table was arguing, the middle-aged couple who had been sitting in the main seat in the courtyard slowly stood up.

"Tap tap tap—tap tap tap—"

These two are far more sinister than the villagers of the [Joint Burial Village]!

The stone figures on the tombstones behind them have completely emerged, like their shadows standing behind them, overlapping their movements...

"Cough cough cough..."

"The auspicious time has arrived!"

"Thank you all so much for attending my son's funeral! Let's get started!!!"

"Clang—"

From who knows where, the tombstone maker behind the middle-aged man slowly raised a shovel and walked towards the pit! Accompanying him was the tombstone maker for the middle-aged woman.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Without a word, the two tombstone men picked up soil and stones and began to bury the coffin in the pit!

"Ugh—"

"Ugh—"

The "red-robed bride" in the coffin was so frightened that she trembled all over and dared not move.

As for the "tombstone people" watching the show and eating nearby, their faces were filled with joy and excitement, and they shouted in a distorted manner, "Good! Good! Good!"

The sounds of shouting and shoving, the pounding of earth, and the sobbing of the "bride in red robes" mingled with the gusts of cold wind that made the white "囍" (double happiness) lanterns hanging in the burial village sway loudly...

"Click-clack-click! Click-clack-click!"

next moment!

An Lan, Mo Han, and Tie Shan, who were still sitting in their seats, suddenly stiffened their necks and felt a sharp, intense pain in their backs!

immediately...

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

Three narrow stone tablets gradually emerged from the skin behind them!

Furthermore, these stone tablets grew out from under the skin, twisting and expanding until they finally formed a gigantic tombstone that pierced directly into the backs of the three people, pressing them down so they couldn't straighten their backs!

"Damn it...damn it!"

"What...what is this...I...didn't I give it to my beloved?!"

Mo Han kept tugging at the stone tablet behind him. After the dust fell from the stone tablet with a "rustling" sound, he was horrified to find that the surface of the stone tablet began to wriggle and a human face exactly like his own was growing out!

"Hmm..."

"Hmm..."

"Hmm..."

A chilling, eerie sound came from within, and the stone face was trying to squeeze its head out from the surface of the monument!

"Anlan! Anlan!"

"Your stone tablet... the head... the head is about to pop out!!!"

Liu Xuan nervously looked behind An Lan, trying to help him hold down the stone tablet's head! But as soon as she reached out to touch the stone tablet, Liu Xuan was horrified to find that her hands rapidly "turned into paper scraps" and shattered...

"Clap clap clap—"

With just a touch, the skin on her hands began to peel away, revealing sections of chilling hand bones!

"This...this..."

"How could this be?!"

"How could this be..."

Liu Xuan was so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

"Giggle-giggle ...

The backs of An Lan and the other two were still twisting. An Lan could feel a cold head emerging from the tombstone and resting on his shoulder.

"Hohohoho-hohoho--"

"We'll die...we'll all die! Everyone will!"

A sinister, shrill laugh rang out. An Lan felt a heavy weight on her shoulders and could only stand up with uneven shoulders, looking solemnly into the courtyard!

"Okay! Okay!"

"A match made in heaven!"

"This child is blessed!"

The villagers' cheers continued as the sand completely covered the coffin. Next, they would seal the coffin, nailing it shut to completely seal it...

Seeing the villagers cheering all over the courtyard, An Lan had a strange idea in her mind!

"The time we underwent this transformation... was the time we were about to be laid down in our coffins..."

"Could it be...?"

"If this coffin is completely lowered, we'll all become tombstone people?! Then, our original bodies will become puppets, and the people crawling out of the tombstones will directly replace us?!?"

After he finished speaking, Mo Han, Tie Shan, and Liu Xuan all looked solemn!

Without saying a word, the group charged toward the two tombstone men wielding shovels!

Can!

"Giggle giggle—"

Suddenly!

The surface of the tombstone behind them was surging rapidly, and two grayish-white arms stretched out to bind An Lan and the other two, preventing them from moving!

"wrong!"

"Attacks on those two tombstone figures will hasten the appearance of more tombstone figures behind us!!!"