My host is lazy again

Chapter 619 Fifteen Players 41
While they were serving the food, Yu Shu leaned on the back of the chair, his slender legs crossed casually, and his ink-stained eyes filled with careless emotions.

The dishes were all served, and when the villagers were about to go out, he said quietly: "Please help me to send a message to your village chief."

The leading aunt looked at him enthusiastically, "Oh, don't be polite to us, just speak directly if you have something to say."

"If you want to know where Bai Cuiqiao is, let him come out to meet us."

The faces of the villagers changed indiscernibly, and they looked at each other. Then they controlled their expressions and responded with a smile: "No problem."

As soon as they left, unsuspecting players looked at Yu Shu one after another, with probing and curious eyes.

"Who is the Bai Cuiqiao you mentioned just now?"

"Hey, is there something you didn't tell us?"

Facing their unceremonious questioning, Yu Shu just glanced at them lightly, his expression unclear.

Seeing this, Song Liansheng had no choice but to stand up and tell the other players what happened to Bai Cuiqiao's mother and son.But to be honest, he didn't know which player this ghost Bai Cuiqiao was pretending to be.

Obviously they checked together, but he felt that he couldn't keep up with the thinking of these two big men.

After the explanation, Song Liansheng heaved a sigh of relief.

He sat down, then approached Chen Xiqian, and asked her, "Do you know who the 'ghost' is?"

"There are some guesses."

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He was a little shocked, "How do you even know?"

It seems that he is not very smart.

Chen Xiqian took a shallow breath, and indifferently underlined the key points of her own words: "It's just a guess."

"Then who did you guess?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Song Liansheng: "..."

Beauty, you have a lot of personality.

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After lunch, everyone gathered in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.

Yu Shu sat under the eaves with his eyes closed and meditative. His slightly raised eyelashes were like two small fans, his profile was delicate, and his face had graceful curves.With his lazy and calm appearance, people who didn't know him thought he was really here for a trip.

He faintly exudes an alienated atmosphere of "don't suffer from me", and everyone subconsciously dare not disturb him.

Several players walked around anxiously.

At this time, Luo Jian, who had been out for a while, came back with a bunch of red ropes in her hand.

She gave everyone a red string to tie around their wrists.

Li Yuanna tied the red rope, then shook her hands curiously, "Luo Jian, what's the use of this?"

"It's for life-saving," the little girl told them earnestly, "No matter what happens, don't take it off, or you will bear the consequences."

Ever since they had seen her ability, Li Yuanna, Wang Yong and others regarded her as an expert.

After hearing what she said, they quickly said that they would never take off the rope.

The middle-aged aunt held the red string, a little indifferent.

If you really encounter a ghost, what's the use of a red rope?

The husband at the side saw that she didn't tie the rope, so he reminded in a low voice: "Honey, why don't you tie it? Everyone is tied..."

The middle-aged aunt glared at him impatiently, "You do whatever others tell you to do. Why are you so obedient, huh?!"

People around looked at them.

The old uncle blushed, feeling that he couldn't hold back his face, but the habit of many years still made him subconsciously coax her, looking a little useless, "Honey, don't say it so loud... how beautiful is this rope, it matches your complexion, You look good on it."

In the end, the aunt was coaxed by him to tie the red rope half-believingly.

(End of this chapter)