Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

Ya Ya remembers, but she's not sure if it's real. It's like a dream. An older brother once appeared and was very kind to her, but then he disappeared.

Ya Ya hopes to see him again every day. Is he the immortal her mother told her about? Her mother said that she would see immortals after she died. Is Ya Ya dead?

Ya Ya clung tightly to Song Yi's clothes. Startled, Chen Si suddenly snapped out of her daze and rushed out to pull Ya Ya back into her arms. Chen Si looked at Song Yi warily.

"You, who are you?"

Song Yi was at a loss for words. How could he explain to Chen Si that they had met before? Chen Si certainly wouldn't believe him.

To save time, Song Yi said, "My friend was tricked into Shiliu Village, and I'm here to find him."

Hearing Song Yi say this, Chen Si's guard was down. She knew that fifteen people had come to the village before, and He Dong, who was in their house, was one of them.

Presumably, some of these people are Song Yi's friends.

Chen Si felt somewhat envious of the friend Song Yi mentioned, but also saddened by their unfortunate fate, because no one who came to Shiliu Village ever left alive, except for the dead.

Ya Ya struggled in Chen Si's arms. After finally getting out, she immediately hugged Song Yi's leg tightly and wouldn't let go. Chen Si tried to pry Ya Ya off, but found that she couldn't.

Chen Si felt a little embarrassed and didn't know why Ya Ya was acting this way.

Song Yi skillfully picked up Ya Ya, then took out a bag of chocolate beans from his pocket, and Ya Ya happily ate one.

Chen Si watched this scene in surprise. Ya Ya usually wouldn't interact with anyone except herself. She was resistant to everyone. How could she be so close to this stranger today?

Moreover, strangely enough, I don't dislike this person at all; in fact, I feel a strange sense of trust in him.

Song Yi: "Do you know where Grandma Wang lives? Can you take me there? My friend was assigned to Grandma Wang's house."

Old Mrs. Wang is one of the widows and orphans in the village. She lives by the river. Her son fell from the mountain and died a few years ago. She has been asking Zhang Dazhong to find her a son to take care of her in her old age. It seems that Zhao Xin has been taken as a son by Old Mrs. Wang.

Chen Si knew, but she couldn't take Song Yi with her: "I know, but I can't take you. I have to stay in the doghouse, otherwise Da Gang will beat us to death if he comes back and finds we're not home."

Chen Si hadn't found Da Gang yet. Song Yi pointed to the person lying unconscious like a pig next to the woodpile:

"No, I knocked it myself. He'll be unconscious for at least three hours."

When Chen Si's gaze fell on Da Gang, her pupils dilated: "He... he'll kill us if he wakes up."

Song Yi gave Chen Si a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you."

Perhaps it was Song Yi's gaze that made her feel so safe that Chen Si's fearful heart gradually calmed down.

"I'll take you to Grandma Wang's house."

It was very dark at night, and the roads in the village were difficult to walk on, but it was safe at night because all the villagers were asleep except for the guards at the village entrance to prevent people from escaping.

Song Yi carried Ya Ya, while Chen Si walked ahead; they were almost at Grandma Wang's house.

Song Yi suddenly said, "Chen Si, this time, I'll take you and Ya Ya with me."

Song Yi made a direct promise, and Chen Si, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped. To be honest, she was quite happy to hear this, but she had already given up all hope.

If only Yaya could escape.

When they arrived at Grandma Wang's house, there was still a faint candlelight burning inside. Song Yi told Chen Si and Ya Ya to wait outside while he slowly pushed open the wooden door and went inside.

Song Yi gently pushed open the door. The room was small and filled with a deathly atmosphere. Old Mrs. Wang had just fallen asleep. There was still a little light next to the stove. Song Yi walked over uncertainly. Perhaps startled that someone had come in, the person squatting by the stove suddenly raised their head.

Their eyes met, and Song Yi was speechless for a moment. He had imagined all sorts of miserable situations for Zhao Xin, but none of them were like this: holding a sweet potato in one hand, his mouth wagging like a hamster, his face covered in ashes from the stove, with only his pair of shiny black eyes darting around.

The moment Zhao Xin saw Song Yi, he was so shocked that he dropped his sweet potato.

"Boss?"

Perhaps realizing his voice was too loud and afraid of waking Old Mrs. Wang, he immediately lowered his voice:

"Boss, what brings you here?"

Zhao Xin stood up in surprise and ran to Song Yi. Good heavens, was he dreaming? He actually saw his boss here.

Song Yi looked Zhao Xin up and down several times, but couldn't see any injuries or signs that Zhao Xin was about to die.

Song Yi pointed at the sweet potato in Zhao Xin's hand: "What's this?"

Zhao Xin complained, "Boss, this old lady is so stingy. She asked me to be her son and she still complained that I ate too much. I didn't eat enough for dinner, so I secretly roasted two sweet potatoes."

Song Yi: ······

They were worrying about Zhao Xin unnecessarily; he was someone who could take care of himself and at least wouldn't let himself go hungry.

“You burned the talisman that Lu Xiao gave you, and we thought you were in danger.”

Zhao Xin looked completely innocent: "Boss, I'm sorry, I accidentally burned the talisman when I was lighting the stove."

Song Yi; ...He said that Zhao Xin, that lucky bastard, should be fine.

Zhao Xin: "The main thing is that I didn't expect that thing to ignite so easily. If I had known, I wouldn't have worn it around my neck as a talisman."

Song Yi patted Zhao Xin's head: "It's okay, as long as you're okay."

Zhao Xin: "Waaah, boss, did you come in here specifically to save me? I'm so touched."

Song Yi: "Yeah, I was worried something might happen to you, so I came in. Have you been alright these past few days?"

Zhao Xin: "The food wasn't good, but otherwise it was fine."

"But boss, this game is actually pretty easy to pass, except for the conditions being a bit bad. Tomorrow is the seventh day, and we just need to survive here for seven days."

Song Yi chuckled twice, wondering if he would still be able to say that when Zhao Xin and his group were sacrificed to the mountain god tomorrow.

Song Yi patted Zhao Xin on the shoulder: "Okay, it's good that you're alright. Go to sleep after you've eaten, save your energy, you'll be very tired tomorrow."

After Song Yi finished speaking, he turned and left. Zhao Xin asked, "Boss, where are you going?"

Song Yi: "Go back to sleep. I'm staying at Da Gang's house. Come find me tomorrow."

Song Yi led Chen Si and Ya Ya back. On the way, Chen Si asked:

Aren't you leaving?

Song Yi: "Let's go, but not now, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Back at Da Gang's house, Song Yi took a stick and hit Da Gang on the back of the head again, hoping to make him sleep until dawn.

Chen Si: "Wouldn't that knock someone out of their wits?"

Song Yi: "As long as they don't die, that's fine."

He'll turn into a vengeful ghost and come over tonight. He just wants to get a good night's sleep, so it doesn't matter if he's knocked senseless.