Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

“Hahahaha~Finally…finally I sent him into this world.”

The silence in the room was suddenly broken by laughter, but a tear slipped quietly across the corner of the eye of the person who was laughing.

"Miss, this is a happy thing. You have been thinking about him for so long, but he is living happily outside. This is his retribution."

The old woman at the side said with an indignant look on her face, fearing that her words were not harsh enough.

"Then he really got it easy for himself."

As he said this, he crushed the bones scattered on the ground with his foot.

"But...it's not important anymore. What's important is that we are just beginning..."

As the woman spoke, she walked gently to the door, held onto the door frame, and looked up into the thick fog.

The thick fog slowly receded, and the town in the night gradually unveiled its mysterious veil. After being washed by the fog, the stone streets exuded a quiet luster, as if telling stories from ancient times to the present. The shops on both sides had already hung up various lanterns, and the red color floated in the air, like stars, reflecting the faces of passers-by.

The lights were on, the shadows were mottled, the branches of the locust trees on both sides of the street swayed in the wind, and the shadows swayed on the stone road. The sound of laughter and the deep sound of the pipa in the distance added a bit of liveliness to the quiet night. The vendors began to set up various stalls, but most of them stood on the roadside waiting for something.

Hunched shadows and majestic monsters stood leisurely on the street, occasionally chatting with acquaintances. The chirping of birds echoed in the streets, adding a touch of liveliness to the night.

Children shuttled among the crowd, holding lanterns, chasing and playing, their laughter as clear as silver bells.

At the end of the street, a sedan suddenly appeared. The street, which was originally full of laughter, suddenly became quiet. People standing on both sides of the road, whether visible or invisible, stopped talking.

The lights are on, and the town under the night sky seems to be paused until...

In the distance, the sound of stringed instruments gradually sounded, like a spring gurgling in a mountain stream, or a breeze blowing through green willows, gentle and melodious. In the music, there was a hint of solemnity and simplicity that was not easily noticed. A group of musicians in gorgeous costumes were on both sides of the sedan chair. The instruments in their hands were unique: sheng, flute, qin, se, drum, bell, each of which was meticulously crafted and revealed a strong ancient charm. The musicians were focused, and as their fingertips moved, the music was sometimes high-pitched and passionate, and sometimes low and graceful, as if it could touch the deepest strings in people's hearts.

On the street, the maids walked or strolled, their skirts fluttering, their gaits light, and their movements were particularly graceful to the beat of the music. For a moment, the whole street seemed to be enveloped by the beautiful music, and the air was filled with an indescribable harmony and tranquility.

Among all the sounds, the most eye-catching one was the two people in front of the sedan holding two bronze gongs. Every four steps, the gong sound would be loud and persistent, echoing throughout the street and even further away. That sound was like a magic sound that could attract people's thoughts, and the faces of everyone around were reflected with obsession...

As the night deepened, the lonely house under the night sky was now brightly lit, but without any sound. It didn't seem like a wedding at all, but rather like...

"You said it doesn't look like a wedding at all, but more like..."

"Shh, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb"

Wen Baixu, who was the third person sitting next to him, frowned and glared at Jiang Zifang.

Jiang Zifang closed his mouth reluctantly, but his eyes were still wandering around.

Wen Baixu looked around at this moment. Although the seemingly festive attire revealed something strange everywhere, there seemed to be something hidden under the red silk cloth. There was no one around except them. Although the people sitting in the hall were the master and mistress whom he had seen in the past few days, it was hard to say who their souls were.

[Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, you have entered the wedding scene. Now you have two choices: 1. Fight hard, wait for the bride and groom to get married, then confront them and fight them for 2 rounds until they are killed. . Persuade her to return to goodness with reason and emotion, and...]

“There is a third no.”

Wen Baixu frowned and asked quietly in his mind:

[There are hosts, but this requires money to unlock]

"Fuck~ You are forcing me to consume. What's the connection between you and those profiteers..."

[Do you want to spend it? This system is very democratic, it’s up to you.]

As he spoke, the mechanical voice in his head suddenly disappeared.

"Open it quickly, open it quickly."

Wen Baixu's tightly clenched hands suddenly loosened, and his heart couldn't help but bleed.

[Okay, thank you for your patronage. After the deduction, your balance is 35. Welcome to visit us next time.]

Wen Baixu's face wrinkled like a bun when he heard this, which aroused the suspicion of Ling Yun beside him.

"Are you OK?"

He patted his shoulder and asked with concern, but the next second, Wen Baixu, who was originally as dumb as a dumpling, showed a trace of numbness and daze on his face.

Ling Yun secretly cried out in his heart, "Not good!" and just as he was about to start, he heard the sound of stringed instruments outside the house reaching the door, and the sound of the gong also struck the hearts of the people inside the house.

"Everyone, hold your breath and concentrate. The sound of this gong will absorb your soul."

Ling Yun said as he immediately made a gesture with his hand. When he looked up at everyone, he saw his stupid friend, who was now puffing up his face and blushing. He quickly walked up to him and slapped him on the head, saying angrily:

"I'm asking you to pinch your fingers, not hold your breath, hotshot"

Jiang Zifang staggered after being hit. Just as he was about to say something, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly rang in his ears. His face immediately changed to the same obsessed expression as the passersby.

Seeing this, Ling Yun quickly reached out and tapped his head, shoulder blades, and brows, which ensured his safety. However, this could only be guaranteed for a while. The most important thing now was... Ling Yun looked outside the house with concern...

The sounds of gongs, drums, and stringed instruments rang in my ears, but my soul seemed to be attracted and floating in the air.

Wen Baixu was in a daze, and walked through the house to the yard he had entered before. The scenery in that yard seemed to have changed again, as if he had returned to the past.

The yard didn't look like a yard, but rather like a farmland. In the farmland, a delicate girl was watering the fields with a watering can and applying fertilizers. She finished the work in a short while, very skillfully. A man beside her put down his farm tools and came over to gently wipe the sweat off her face. The girl's face immediately turned red with shame. The two seemed to be talking about something, but Wen Baixu couldn't hear it...

"System, I want to make a bet with you"