Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

Upon hearing the words "finale".

Liu Yifei's grip on her phone tightened slightly.

My time in Mohe.

It was really cold.

Going out for a short while can make a person's nose run from the cold.

They were really making a scene.

Every day, chickens and dogs fly around in this farmhouse courtyard, and I almost burned my eyebrows while heating the kang (a traditional heated brick bed)...

Yet, she genuinely felt an unprecedented sense of freedom and warmth.

As long as I'm by this man's side, even if I'm constantly flirting with the edge of "social death," I feel incredibly secure and happy.

Am I about to... leave this place?

She lowered her eyes, a feeling of emptiness and reluctance spreading through her heart.

Liu Yifei walked up to Fang Yu and gently poked his arm.

"Since we're leaving soon, shouldn't we do something memorable today?"

"For example, take a walk in the woods, or see the snow on the river again?"

"Or... shall I help you sweep the snow out of the yard for your aunt and uncle?"

The romantic filter has just been applied.

next second.

Fang Yu reached into the mahogany box and grabbed the brass and mahogany suona.

He turned his head and gave Liu Yifei an extremely sinister smirk.

"Why sweep the yard! Why look at the snow!"

"While they're still here—let's get our revenge!"

Click.

Liu Yifei's warm and sentimental perspective shattered the moment she saw the suona.

She blinked blankly, "Revenge? Revenge for what?"

"Old Wang!"

Fang Yu hoisted the suona onto his shoulder, grumbling angrily:

"That old Deng is utterly unethical! He cheated me out of my painting, and I even had to write a 500-word guarantee! And what happened?"

"These past few days, there have been many tourists in the village, so he simply set up a grand chair in his own yard and started a storytelling performance!"

Fang Yu became increasingly angry as he spoke.

"Even netizens from the South can recite my 'funny childhood stories' by heart! How can I swallow this?"

Liu Yifei was completely dumbfounded.

no……

You were just publicly commended by the Municipal Bureau and hailed by netizens as Political Commissar Fang, who "cleansed the soul with art."

Is he about to go to the village seeking revenge, carrying folk magic weapons?

That leap is dangerous!

The viewers in the live stream were laughing so hard they couldn't stand it anymore.

[Holy crap, hahaha! Romance is impossible! It'll never be romantic in this lifetime!]

[Celestial Fairy: Shall we go see the snow? Fang Yu: No, let's go perform a ritual to help the old man pass on!]

[Teacher Wang is in danger!!!]

[Fang Yu: I can even handle an A-level wanted criminal, so what if I can't deal with a retired old man like you?!]

Ten minutes later.

On the snow track in Kaoshantun in the early morning.

Fang Yu, wrapped in a military overcoat, carried a mahogany suona upside down in his hand, walking with an air of arrogance that made him seem unrecognizable to anyone.

Wearing a mask and a woolen hat, and thick snow boots, Liu Yifei followed closely behind, like a little follower.

Soon, the two stopped in front of a spacious courtyard with blue bricks.

This is the home of retired teacher Wang.

Fang Yu stopped in his tracks.

They neither knocked on the door nor shouted.

He snorted coldly, parted his legs slightly, and focused his energy into his dantian.

He suddenly raised both arms, holding the brass and mahogany suona horizontally to his mouth, his cheeks instantly puffing out.

"Beep—!!!"

A piercing suona horn suddenly shattered the morning's tranquility.

The tune, once played, lacked the festive atmosphere of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" and the joy of a wedding procession.

All that remains is a gloomy, eerie, and desolate atmosphere!

Every note exudes a chilling energy that creeps up your spine!

It's that eerie song that gives countless netizens nightmares—"Hyakki Yagyō" (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons)!

When the suona blared, all things retreated.

In the yards of several nearby houses, more than a dozen guard dogs were so frightened that they tucked their tails between their legs, huddled in their kennels, and let out extremely pitiful howls.

Even Liu Yifei, who was standing behind Fang Yu, couldn't help but shudder.

It feels like the temperature around us has dropped several degrees even in broad daylight!

The screen was instantly flooded with exclamation marks.

[Oh my god!!! Headphone users are instantly defeated! I thought my great-grandmother was coming to pick me up!]

While others hear the reveille first thing in the morning, Teacher Wang hears a death knell!

[I'm telling you to connect with the people, not to descend to the heavens!]

Just as Fang Yu finished bombarding the audience with this hellish divine song for the first time.

His cheeks puffed out again, ready to unleash a barrage of attacks and begin the second round of mental pollution.

The tightly closed iron gate remained shut.

But suddenly, a bare broom bristle trembled and peeked out from the top of the courtyard wall.

At the top of the broom, a tattered, yellowed towel was tied with a red string.

The white towel was waving wildly in the cold wind of Northeast China.

The magnitude and frequency of the movements clearly demonstrate the immense fear felt by the person wielding the broom.

—They've raised the white flag!

Behind the high wall came Teacher Wang's wailing, her voice trembling with sobs:

"Stop blowing! Stop blowing, oh my!"

"Fang the Great Star! Fang the Great Political Commissar!"

"This old man has had heart bypass surgery, and his heart rate is irregular. I really can't handle this music! I give up, okay?! Please stop with your supernatural powers!"

Hearing this heart-wrenching pleas for mercy, Fang Yu finally removed the suona from his mouth with satisfaction.

He raised his chin and shouted into the yard:

"Teacher Wang, will you still be holding solo performances in the future?"

"I'm not putting it up anymore! Absolutely not! I've already chopped up the grand master chair for firewood!"

Teacher Wang hid behind the wall, not daring to even peek out, frantically pleading his loyalty and surrendering.

"Alright! You're smart to be sensible!"

Fang Yu triumphantly twirled the suona in his hand, then began to recite the menu with a fierce expression:

"Teacher Wang, you've got it!"

"If you dare to go out and ruin my reputation again, I'll play 'The Grand Funeral' for you every morning to wake you up!"

"We'll add a performance of 'Carrying the Flower Coffin' at noon to liven things up!"

"When night falls, I'll send you on your way with a song called 'Crying at Seven Passes'!"

"Did you understand?!"

Hearing a series of hesitant apologies coming from inside the wall, Fang Yu finally felt relieved.

He turned around gracefully and raised an eyebrow at Liu Yifei beside him:

"Mission accomplished, let's call it a day!"

"Let's go home and warm up!"

however.

Liu Yifei stood still, without moving.

She blinked her beautiful big eyes, and a clear hint of... disappointment appeared in her usually cool gaze.

"Huh? That's it?"

Fang Yu was stunned on the spot.

"What else? If I really blow the old man away, I'll have to go in and play 'Tears Behind Bars' on a sewing machine."

Liu Yifei pursed her lips, a look of unsatisfaction on her face.

She reached out her small hand, which was covered in thick gloves, and gently tugged at Fang Yu's clothes.

Her voice was soft and sweet, yet she uttered a stunningly powerful statement that shattered the entire audience:

"But...didn't you say that you were going to play it for three days and three nights straight in front of Teacher Wang's house?"

She pointed to the suona in Fang Yu's hand, her eyes sparkling with pure thirst for knowledge:

"Since you're already here, why don't you play a couple more songs?"

"I've never heard of either of those songs you mentioned, 'The Grand Funeral Procession' or 'Crying at Seven Passes'!"

"I want to hear how amazing it is!"

Fang Yu: "..."

Behind the courtyard wall, there was Teacher Wang, who had just escaped death and was breathing a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing this, his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto his backside in the snowdrift.

And in the live stream room.

The netizens who were originally enjoying watching Fang Yu show off were completely shocked by the nuclear-level reversal from the fairy sister!

[Holy crap!!! I really want to hear "The Grand Funeral"!!!]

[Fang Yu: I thought I was a living devil, but I never expected my wife to be even more ruthless than me!]

[Teacher Wang: Fang Yu was just trying to scare me, Fairy Sister, do you really want to send me and my box away together?!]

[Laughing like crazy! "Those who associate with vermilion become red, and those who associate with Fang Yu become perverts!" A decisive blow, this pair is truly a decisive blow!]