Push the ghost talker back

When everyone was lost in confusion and looked at each other, Lu Mingran drank the spoonful of porridge down his throat.

He knew what Jack's left thigh looked like right now.

It was rotten and charred, and the pain was unbearable. It automatically recovered every hour, and then rotted again, continuous torture.

This is the Earl's method.This is a demon, no one dared to mention his name, everyone called him "Count" or "the man".

The most pitiful thing is senior Xiaotao, who feeds the dog with good intentions, but still doesn't understand what's wrong with him.How did he know that everyone else here could look at Jack's thighs, but he couldn't.

On the other side, Cheng Yungui couldn't stand it any longer, and turned his head to let senior Xiaotao eat first:

"Maybe Jack is the kind of foreigner who is not very open. Let his housekeeper help."

"Yes, Jack, you need to get well soon." Lu Mingran also interjected.

"Two days later, you still have to enter the practice instance with us. If you are too tired, you should rest first."

Jack on the opposite side looked at Lu Mingran and grinned.

The knife and fork in Jack's hand made a particularly loud sound today. He scratched the empty plate with the knife and fork, and he didn't know what happened to him.Meng Ling glanced at him and said in a low voice, "This is what makes me feel lonely."

On the other side, Cheng Yungui's worried eyes turned around Jack, and then Lu Mingran, but Lu Mingran acted as if he didn't hear him, eating seriously and happily.

After the meal was over, Lu Mingran took the initiative to walk to Jack's side: "I want to give you a gift."

With that said, Lu Mingran took out a very thick book.This was prepared for him by the system. It is old, the paper is yellowed, and it smells like an old bookcase.

Jack looked at the words on the cover of this book, and these Chinese words were automatically translated in his mind:

"Chinese Folklore Research".

Seeing that Jack just stared blankly and didn't intend to take the book, Lu Mingran forcibly handed the book to him, saying:

"The dungeon we reserved is related to a wedding in China, Jack, I hope you can have a good understanding of Chinese folk customs before entering the dungeon."

In the original book, Jack, a typical foreigner in supernatural novels, risked his life all the way. He insisted on doing whatever the folk customs taboo, and successfully alarmed the corpse in the coffin, making Cheng Yungui have to risk his life to save him. The International Adventure employs Grudge Twilight.

The people were saved, and none of them was missing, but in this way, Jack knew that Cheng Yungui had two dice, one black and one red.

The most urgent task is to let Jack understand the truth that if you don't do it, you won't die.

But although Jack accepted the book, his eyes were very indifferent:

"Thank you, I like China very much."

Lu Mingran smiled.

...Your tone of voice when you said you liked her was really hypocritical.

Two days later, they came to the basement on time.Senior Xiaotao was also there, encouraging them one by one.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Cheng Yungui held his hand, looked at the two people who were already lying down inside, "It's time to go."

Senior Xiaotao watched him go in and closed the door slowly.

"Welcome to the practice copy."

"Dungeon loading... Loading successfully!"

"marriage".

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It is said to be a Chinese wedding, but the scene at the beginning is in a foreign country.According to the past practice in this world, there will be a safety period of 10 minutes at the beginning. If you can't wake up during the safety period, it will be more troublesome later.

Lu Mingran was standing on the street.Lu Mingran recognized this street, it turned out to be Baker Street in London, England, which appeared in "Sherlock".He wanted to look for the number 221, but the next movement of his body was to take out a gold pocket watch from the windbreaker.

"Ok, fine..."

Lu Mingran's spoken English in reality is only as good as howareyou's level, so in his dream, although he seems to be talking a lot of high-end English in a high-end manner, he actually doesn't understand shit.

It doesn't matter, the dream is chaotic and random, he can understand what he is saying.

"Very well, it's noon. Yungui and I have made an appointment to have dinner, and it's time."

He put away his pocket watch and strode forward. The next moment the scene suddenly changed, and he had already stepped into a restaurant.In the innermost place, Cheng Yungui waved to him, and babbled in his own English:

"Ming Ran, here."

Lu Mingran walked over quickly and sat down opposite him.What's interesting is that Cheng Yungui didn't rush to talk to him, but observed him first, then suddenly asked the waiter to borrow a paper, and pushed the small notebook in front of him.

"Ming Ran, I don't understand a math problem, please help me solve it."

A question suddenly appeared in the notebook: 1+1=?

Um?Do people still have to ask this kind of question?

Lu Mingran leaned back: "Stop playing with me, Yungui."

"No, I'm serious, write the answer down."

Cheng Yungui frowned and looked at him steadily.This person's voice seemed to have magical powers, gradually calming Lu Mingran down.

"Ok, fine..."

Lu Mingran rubbed his nose, then spread his hands helplessly: "I don't have a pen."

"No, you have." The voice was still low and full of magic, "Ming Ran, you brought a pen."

Pen, what pen?Where?

Cheng Yungui looked at his windbreaker: "It's in your breast pocket, Ming Ran, take a look."

Just kidding, isn't there just a pocket watch?

No, wait a minute... Lu Mingran felt that there was something extra in that pocket.

While staring at Cheng Yungui's face, he reached in and touched it. He actually found a black gel pen and threw it on the table.

The pen cap was pulled off by him.

... Lu Mingran woke up.

It's a dream.With Cheng Yungui's help, he woke up in just 2 minutes.

Lu Mingran asked for a towel and came over to wipe his face, then laughed:

"Did you wake up as soon as you entered the dream?"

"Yes."

Cheng Yungui shook the newspaper on the table: "I came in and stood on Baker Street, and saw Watson and Sherlock walking down the road holding hands. That's when I knew something was wrong."

Pfft——Lu Mingran spit out the coffee he drank into his mouth.

So Cheng Yungui on the opposite side gave him a squinting look: "You can believe this kind of lies, don't you know that every time I enter a dream, I have to call out steamed buns first."

That's right, Mantou, this is Cheng Yungui's anchor.

Mantou is a cat that Cheng Yungui raised since he was a child. When Cheng Yungui was in college, Mantou sat at the door of his house and watched him pack his things with disgust on his face, but before he left, he rubbed his trouser legs.

Cheng Yungui knew that as long as he called Mantou, the little black cat would meow and come to his side.

And there will be no little black cat in his dream.Every time after calling out steamed buns, he always wakes up in despair.

Lu Mingran wiped his mouth and said, can you blame me? It was your fault that you were so serious when you made up nonsense just now.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, there was even more commotion at the door.They followed the sound and saw a European with pigtails and a white shirt chatting with the waiter:

"You stained my clothes and my hair!"

"But sir," said the waiter innocently, "your hair is fine."

"No, no..."

After he said this, a lace headband appeared on his head.

Pretty.

Well, good, Jack is awake too.

Jack tore off the lace headband from his head.At this time, Lu Mingran hurriedly turned back, so as not to let Jack see his overly presumptuous smile.

The man came straight to them, and when he came, he wanted to sit next to Cheng Yungui, and called him:

"uncle."

That's the script for this time.

Jack is Cheng Yungui's nephew, and Lu Mingran is Cheng Yungui's best friend. He is a Chinese who came to England with his parents when he was a teenager. He misses his motherland.

This time, the daughter of a distant relative is about to get married, and Cheng Yun is invited back.Cheng Yungui thought about it for a while, and planned to take his nephew and best friend to visit. First, let the mixed-race nephew know his mother's motherland, and second, to satisfy his friend's longing for the motherland.

"Uncle," Jack recited his lines, "I can't help it anymore, I want to go to China tomorrow!"

Lu Mingran also laughed, with a look of nostalgia on his face: "Yungui, it's Chinese New Year in China right now, right?"

"Yes."

Cheng Yungui patted his nephew: "When we arrive in China, let's have a meal of dumplings first. Oh yes, I will give you red envelopes, you must like this very much."

So far, everything is going according to the script, and after the existing lines are finished, it's time to play freely. Lu Mingran is absent-mindedly drinking coffee, but Jack is actually a little excited.

"Leave tomorrow?"

Jack took out a small mirror out of nowhere and looked at himself:

"Since I'm going to attend someone else's wedding, how can I just go there in disgrace. Uncle, I've decided. I'm going to have my hair cut later. Do you want to go together?"

Cheng Yungui was stunned for a moment, feeling that there was something wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

Lu Mingran was the first to react. He gritted his teeth and said with a smile:

"Jack, you may not know that it's the first month in China at this time, and you can't cut your hair in the first month, and uncle will die."

Lu Mingran really wanted to shake his head vigorously, this was written on the second line of the fourth page!Have you read the Queen Mother's story?

As expected by Lu Mingran, Jack smiled nonchalantly:

"That is the ignorant thinking of you Chinese. I have the freedom to cut my hair. This is a human right!"

good very good……

Lu Mingran's teeth became even sharper.

"Jack, do you have to get your hair cut today?"

"Ah."

Cheng Yungui looked at Jack, and when he looked at Lu Mingran again, he was so frightened that he almost smashed the cup in his hand to the ground.

I saw a kitchen knife gleaming coldly out of thin air in Lu Mingran's left hand.

Lu Mingran stood up, smiled cordially and said:

"Actually, I studied beauty and hairdressing at Lanxiang's branch school in the UK. Do you want me to shave your head myself, uncle?"