Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The talisman on the ground was also burned, and both pieces of talisman paper disappeared.

Cheng Peipei's eyes widened and she murmured, "Hey, I didn't touch the fire, how did the talisman paper burn?"

"Nonsense! Luckily you had the talisman to protect you, otherwise your head would have split open. Didn't you see the other flight attendants? They either had concussions or had broken legs or arms."

"You hit your head, but it only caused a small bump. Your brain is fine. This isn't called luck. It's the talisman that protected you."

The more Yun Wan spoke, the brighter her eyes became. "No, I need to ask Master Su to buy some more. You have to carry it with you from now on."

Cheng Peipei: “……?”

Cheng Hao pushed the door open and walked in, asking with concern: "How are you feeling, Pepe? Are you feeling dizzy or wanting to vomit? Do your arms and legs hurt?"

"Well, it's all fine actually. I just have a bit of a headache."

"That's okay. I've checked and found no concussion. You're really lucky this time. You should always carry talismans with you from now on."

Cheng Peipei rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Brother, when did you become superstitious? It wasn't like this before. I think you've all been fooled."

Cheng Hao's face immediately fell, and he said seriously: "What nonsense are you talking about? You have never seen a master before. He is truly capable."

"If it weren't for the master, that evil-hearted Lin Xinrou would definitely marry me, and there would be no peace in our family from now on."

"When you speak to the master next time, please be more respectful, or I'll punish you. You're so disrespectful and dare to say anything."

Cheng Peipei curled her lips, but finally stopped being stubborn.

"Okay, get me some more talisman paper. After I get better, I still need to fly on the plane."

"Oh, I see."

Inside the Metaphysics Society meeting room

Liu Qingshan stood on the stage, his expression excited, his eyes bright. "Classmates, we've collected everyone's opinions on the New Year's Day holiday tour, and we've finally chosen a mountain village."

"The mountains are rich in products, and everyone's tastes are easily adjusted. You can also go fishing in the stream, empty your mind, and integrate into the embrace of nature."

"I'll cover the cost of the rental car. We'll split the bill when we get back. If you have no objections, let's discuss it. Come over here to register."

There was applause from the audience and everyone started discussing.

"Hey, the leader is pretty good this time. He actually chose the mountain as the location. My grandma's home is in the mountains. It's so much fun. I miss my childhood so much."

"Really? I've never been to the mountains before, and I've always been curious about them. I wonder which place the captain chose?"

"I'm not sure. It seems like they asked students who have lived in the mountains to write down their hometowns, and then selected those that are close to the capital to save travel time."

"Choose a few and draw lots. This time, the one we drew seems to be classmate Mo's hometown, a place called Laowu Village. I've never heard of it, but it should be a small village."

Everyone looked towards the corner, and the taciturn male student who had been silent all the time shouted.

"Student Mo Wen, your hometown is Laowu Village, what kind of village is that? Is there any delicious food there?"

Mo Wen raised his head to take a look, then quickly lowered it, saying in a low voice, "It's... beautiful. There are mushrooms, rabbits, and pheasants on the mountain. The streams are made of melted snow, and they are very clear and sweet."

"You can fish in the stream, and you'll find little crabs if you break open the rocks. You'll see when you go there. Everyone is welcome to visit my hometown."

After he finished speaking haltingly, Mo Wen almost buried his head in the hole in the table.

The other students laughed when they saw this: "Haha, classmate Mo, you really have social anxiety. That's hilarious. Don't be so shy. Just talk to everyone more."

A strange look flashed across Mo Wen's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the captain timidly, reached out and tugged at his clothes, his voice very low and soft.

"Captain, I haven't been back to my hometown in ten years. I'm really not comfortable there. Do you think we should move to another mountain village?"

Liu Qingshan turned around to look at him and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just haven't been back for ten years. Is there a road in your mountain village? If there is no road, you may have to change the location."

"Our village is relatively affluent, and we do have roads... but they're just too remote. I used to hear ghost stories when I was a kid, so I think it's better to find a new one."

"Pfft, what era is this? Where can ghosts come from? Classmate Mo, you think too much."