Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The female classmates stared blankly: "Oh my god, I saw my idol. He is so handsome that it makes my heart blossom. His legs are longer than my life."

"Who is it? Looks familiar..."

When Liu Qingshan saw the person coming, he rushed over and was about to give him a hug, but Su Chen dodged him.

Su Chen shrugged and said helplessly, "Don't be like this. It's not allowed for men to be intimate with each other. If my wife finds out, I won't be able to explain it to her."

“You know!”

"Oh, he's truly a model of husbandly virtue."

"Look at you all, you're all anemic. Something must have sucked your blood. Tell me what happened."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingshan looked serious and told the whole story. Seeing that the other party raised his eyebrows, he looked calm.

Remind: "Su Chen, the black statue on the mountain is not simple, and those villagers are very strange. In short, you should be more careful."

Su Chen hummed, "I see. Don't worry, it's okay. Call the police. When they arrive, we can take the body back. We've also called a bus."

"Okay, I get it. Just be careful."

"Well, I'm going up. You just wait here. No matter what happens on the mountain, don't go up the mountain, otherwise I won't be able to protect you from trouble."

Everyone stood up and said, "Hello, Deputy Captain, we understand!"

Su Chen, carrying his bag, strode up the stairs quickly and soon disappeared. The female classmates stared at his back in a daze.

Mu Wan'er's eyes lit up, and she asked expectantly, "Captain, does the deputy captain have a girlfriend?"

"……No."

Seeing their eyes shining and the corners of their mouths curling up, the next sentence was heartbreaking: "I don't have a girlfriend, but I have a wife, and it's a legal and formal one."

Liu Qingshan chuckled: "You are only focused on the face and legs. At least take a look at your deputy leader's hands. That shining wedding ring, aren't you looking at it?"

Okay, my heart is finally at peace!

*

Su Chen ran all the way to the top of the mountain, took a deep breath to calm himself down, glanced at the statue emitting black air, pretended not to see it, and walked straight in, heading towards the village.

The old woman noticed someone entering the village and came out of the house.

The two looked at each other, one was shocked, and the other said casually: "Hello, grandma, where is that thing?"

"you……"

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth, with a harmless smile on his face: "Ah, the cannon fodder came first, it really is in the way."

The villagers came out together, their eyes bloodshot and faces covered with hair, looking like monkeys, their bodies a little stiff, and ran towards Su Chen.

"So it's a zombie, no wonder."

When the old woman saw him coming, her expression suddenly changed: "Who are you, young man? This is not the place for you. Get out of here!"

Su Chen smiled and said softly, "Step back a bit, it would be bad if you hurt the old man, don't you agree?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person disappeared.

There were constant roars and bangs on the ground.

The old woman looked at the two fighting parties, her mouth wide open in surprise: "This... the young people nowadays are so powerful and courageous, it's really amazing."

After a few minutes of cleaning, a piece of talisman paper was thrown out and burned, and the piled up corpses also started to burn.

The air was filled with a strange smell, a stench mixed with the smell of blood, so pungent and nauseating.

Su Chen clapped his hands and walked over slowly: "Grandma, tell me where that thing is now? I'm in a hurry to deal with it and rush home for lunch."

Old woman: “……!!”

Nana said: "What kind of Taoism do you have? Can you really deal with it? That thing is very strong and claims to be a god."

"Oh, it's the evil god, right? He really is so close to me. Even a single word changes his class. If he's really a god, he wouldn't shrink back and dare not come out."

When the old woman heard this, she nodded in agreement.

"That makes sense. Come with me."

Su Chen followed her and looked at the statue after entering the house. He approached it step by step. The black fog in the air became more and more, and strange sounds were heard.

[Who are you? Why do you have that aura?]

"Well, it doesn't matter what kind of aura it is. What matters is that you are going to die today. How dare you call yourself a god if you are so cowardly?"

He raised his hand and slowly condensed a golden whip, then lashed at the statue fiercely. Suddenly, screams resounded throughout the mountaintop, and a large cloud of black mist emerged and tried to escape.

With a bang, it crashed directly into the invisible barrier and was bounced back, jumping up and down like crazy.

Su Chen looked at it jumping around with a normal expression, and said indifferently: "That's enough jumping around, you can go die now!"

His eyes became fierce, and he threw out a ball of fire wrapped in the black mist, burning it bit by bit. The black mist screamed for mercy, and finally cursed, but still dissipated bit by bit.

The old woman watched helplessly as something as irresistible as a god dissipated bit by bit.

After Su Chen solved the problem, he turned around and looked over.

"Grandma is nearing the end of her life. Should she go down the mountain to see her grandson, or should she die here?"

"...Hey, let's stay in the mountains. That way, the kid won't feel bad. My body is already worn out. It's been hard for me to hold on for this long. Now I can rest well."

The old woman laughed and said, "I didn't expect the young man down the mountain to be so powerful. If I had known earlier, I should have gone down the mountain and sent someone up to kill that thing so that I could have a good rest."

After lighting the house on fire, he walked outside.

She lay directly on the table and closed her eyes peacefully: "Young man, please help grandma put the ashes into the box and hand it directly to my grandson."

Su Chen nodded, raised his hand and made a gesture.

A bolt of lightning struck, and the person lying on the long table disappeared, leaving only a small pile of ashes. A faint figure floated, smiled, nodded, and disappeared.

After neatly packing the ashes, Su Chen looked towards the ruined village. The fire was spreading bit by bit, and the houses were burning and collapsing bit by bit.

Su Chen took out some talisman paper and set up a formation to prevent the fire from blowing into the woods. He held the urn in his arms, turned around and walked down the mountain without looking back.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain stood there bored.

Wang Zhen looked up and exclaimed, "Look, the mountain is on fire! It can't be a forest fire."

Liu Qingshan looked up and after determining the direction, he shook his head: "No, it's in the direction of the village. It might be Master Su who set the fire."

"...Oh, that's right. Those evil things are most afraid of fire. But this fire was set. What will we say when the police come?"

Everyone was silent, looking at the smart Wang Zhen.

Liu Qingshan coughed lightly. "Well, about the fire, I don't know anything. How can I talk about something I didn't see? Isn't that the truth?"

Mo Wen looked at the mountain worriedly, wondering how his grandmother was doing.

More than ten minutes later, a figure ran down the mountain. It was not Su Chen, but it was fast to go down the mountain.

When the others saw him coming down the mountain, they gathered around him, looking curious: "Deputy Captain, have you solved everything above? What on earth is that thing?"

Su Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just the evil spirit that called himself the evil god. I have dealt with it and burned those zombies."

Mo Wen looked into his arms and his body trembled.

"Deputy Captain, what's that in your hand?"

"Oh, these are your grandmother's ashes. She should have died five years ago. She's been relying on sucking human blood to barely stay alive and protect the village."

Su Chen noticed that his eyes looked a little strange, not knowing whether it was hatred or something else, so he took out his cell phone and started recording.

"My dear classmate, your grandmother asked me to help her get over it. Please listen to the recording. She didn't want to go down the mountain to say goodbye to you because she was afraid you would be sad."

"My life is coming to an end. I will die today. No one can save me."

After listening to the recording, Mo Wen's tears fell. He stretched out his trembling hands to take it, and cried inconsolably.

When everyone thought about what happened on the mountain, they were silent for a moment. The grandma was a very good person. She even cooked for them, although she sucked some of their blood.

Su Chen finished explaining what he needed to say, opened the car door and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"If anyone lives near the International Trade Center, they can give me a ride back home. I happen to be passing by there."

Mu Wan'er's eyes lit up, and she ran over, looking expectant. "Deputy Captain, my home is over there. Thank you for your help!"