God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Candlelight flickers in the ancestral hall.

The boy couldn't hide his jealousy in his tone, and in response to him was another male villager's helpless sigh:

"How can we compare with Awl? Awl is a college student! Do you know what I mean by a college student? They are much more promising than us."

One of the male villagers, who was dark and muscular, said mysteriously:

"I heard that the reason why the village chief asked Zhui Zi to marry a wife first was because he was afraid that he would not come back if he became ambitious. But it is different after he marries a wife. If he has a child and a wife, he will never forget Taoyuan Village. …”

The boy was stunned: "What else is there?"

"What else? College students, our village has only had one college student like Zhuizi in so many years. Can the village chief try his best to keep people's hearts here?"

"Is this okay?"

"You have to try even if it doesn't work..."

"..."

"boom!"

The door of the ancestral hall was closed by the two people walking at the end.

The candlelight on the candlestick in the room was not extinguished. They flickered on the candlestick, attracting many moths.

After the ancestral hall fell into silence, He Ziyun also stood up from the memorial tablets. He walked down the stairs through the gaps between the countless tablets, and stopped at the place where the village chief knelt down just now.

Li Xiuyu also floated down. She was a little curious: "What are you looking at?"

He Ziyun: "I'm looking to see if their ancestors can see me."

Li Xiuyu: "...If they really have spirits in the sky, I can't float around here."

If the ancestors mentioned by the village chief really existed, Li Xiuyu and those ghost babies would probably not be able to live in peace even if they died.

What good thing could an ancestor who left behind those "rules" be?

Li Xiuyu's words made people want to laugh, at least the barrage area made them laugh.

He Ziyun was the only one who didn't laugh. He looked at the densely arranged memorial tablets above the incense table and spoke in a very light and gentle tone:

"Didn't you notice? They are actually looking at us."

The young man sighed: "It's just that we are not us, but the next generation of Taoyuan Village."

They are bound by the rules of the so-called "ancestors", and they seem to be living a good life, but in fact the gap between men and women is so obvious that it is outrageous.

But whose fault is it?

He Ziyun never judged others by himself. He only felt that these innocent baby girls died in vain. Li Xiuyu's death seemed to be quite miserable, seeing as how she looked like this.

Aunt Wang, who just slapped her son, was treated so cruelly, but what about Li Xiuyu?

Even though Li Xiuyu kept silent about how she died, He Ziyun could feel the hatred in her heart from the boundless resentment.

The hatred surrounding Li Xiuyu was about to solidify. He Ziyun was not blind, so how could he not guess how much torture Li Xiuyu suffered during his lifetime?

Li Xiuyu still didn't understand. She said in confusion: "What is that?"

He Ziyun: "...It's nothing, let's go back first."

He estimated that nothing would happen tonight.

But that won't be the case tomorrow night.

If last night is included as one day, including tomorrow, there will be three days.

Is it ridiculous that no one has died in three days?

He Ziyun felt outrageous.

After all, the quality of this batch of anchors is not that good, but no one has died so far, which only shows that the copy ghosts are holding back their efforts.

Someone could die at any time.

Li Xiuyu curled her lips and fluttered her red hijab, revealing the bright red lips underneath.

"I can send you back, so what are you thinking about now?"

Li Xiuyu was a little nervous when she asked this question.

After all, if you want help from others, you have to absorb their energy. This is a loss-making business. Can He Ziyun agree?

Ask yourself, if Li Xiuyu was asked to come to your door, she would definitely refuse without saying a word.

Who would be dissatisfied with longevity?

no one.

The audience in front of the screen were also scratching their heads and waiting for He Ziyun's answer. They all had their own things to say but did not dare to be too sure.

Who knows what He Ziyun is thinking now?

He Ziyun's hand had already grasped the door handle of the ancestral hall door. Hearing this, he lowered his eyes slightly, seeming to be thinking.

Li Xiuyu was very panicked. Her mind was in chaos. She kept thinking whether she had suppressed the wrong person, or else she would have asked a few women to help her tonight——

"I agreed."

He Ziyundao.

The nerves in Li Xiuyu's brain suddenly became tense, and her eyes under the hijab were wide and round.

"Agreed? Are you sure? Those female dolls will definitely suck your essence. If you are alone, can you suck your essence..."

Li Xiuyu was happy and a little worried at the same time.

She didn't care much about the young man's body. In fact, if He Ziyun was sucked too much, who would release these imprisoned ghosts?

"Enough to suck."

While Li Xiuyu was irritable, He Ziyun at the door reached out and opened the door.

After the door of the ancestral hall was opened, the moonlight from outside shone into the ancestral hall through the gap, covering He Ziyun's figure.

The faint moonlight shone on the person, making He Ziyun's features more picturesque. He lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly:

“I’m not enough by myself, so I’ll bring in a few more people.”

There are a full fifteen anchors in the dungeon. Except for those anchors who have probably joined the village chief, He Ziyun guessed that seven or eight people can still be pulled over.

After all, Yun Feiduo and the others must not have decided which side they are on yet.

After all, the female ghost Li Xiuyu who pulled people's heads is now floating next to her.

As for the village chief who looked like he was not a good person at first glance... Yang Yingying was not an idiot, could she tell?

He Ziyun, who had thought everything clearly, looked up at the moon in the center of the night and smiled.

I just don’t know what An Wu is doing now.

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In a clean and tidy house, a bare-chested man walked out of the bathroom with a towel on his head. The red skin seemed to be enveloped by heat, and his strong muscles were looming, making him very beautiful.

An Wu walked to the window and opened it. He looked down at the quiet and dark village lanes, his eyes a little blank.

Why don't those ghost babies come to pick up the windows tonight?

An Wu wiped his hair and found that there was indeed no sign of the ghost baby's movement. He reached out to close the window and casually glanced down, but his eyes suddenly stopped when he saw the figures walking on the street.

The young man's slender body looked more and more slender on the empty street. He would stop and look around as he walked, as if to confirm something.

When he saw clearly who was next to the young man, An Wu's calm eyes were suddenly broken, as if the surface of a waveless lake was broken by stones, causing ripples.

He even forgot that he was still naked from the waist up, and rushed out of the door, banging and banging all the way downstairs to chase the young man.