Apart from the man who was initially grabbed by the human-faced monster, choked on water, and fell to the deepest part of the river, everyone else was unharmed, so it was a close call.
Jiang Nuo and Si Yan went ashore side by side, while the others who were not good swimmers, including Song Zheng and Simazi, had already started a fire on the shore.
The last few people to climb ashore helped each other up. As they left the water, their vision went black for a moment, and they slowly turned their heads to stare at Jiang Nuo.
But when he noticed their gaze turning towards him, their eyes returned to normal, and they walked towards the shore while covering the wounds that had just been punctured by the human-faced monster.
"Was that really exciting?!"
Da Zhu sat down and started complaining, describing everything that had just happened to those who hadn't seen it, in a vivid and detailed manner.
"I've traveled all over the country for years and seen all sorts of strange things, but this is the first time I've ever seen a monster like this!"
"Yeah, yeah," someone immediately chimed in, "How can someone have a face on a fleshy monster? It's just too damn creepy, I'm definitely going to have nightmares tonight."
"If you ask me, the strangest thing is... Jiang Nuo's ultimate move!"
The person speaking looked at Jiang Nuo with admiration, "What do you do? How can you start a fire in water? Damn, it's like magic!"
Jiang Nuo was helping Si Yan tidy her clothes when she heard this. She looked up and exclaimed, "Ah!" indicating that she had already read the random reply.
"I am a Daoist priest who specializes in slaying monsters and ghosts."
"And him, is he your fellow disciple?" The man raised his chin again, pointing at Si Yan, who was almost fainting from the stench.
"She's... the wife I stole, the one I was supposed to offer as a sacrifice to a vengeful ghost, poor thing."
Jiang Nuo chuckled.
Song Zheng: "..."
A Wu: "..."
This story sounds familiar; it's about gangsters turning into vengeful ghosts.
How come these days, even lies are just variations on the same theme?
" Nuonuo... I feel unwell."
Unable to bear the stench emanating from her body and the cold, damp river water she had been soaking in for so long, Si Yan leaned against Jiang Nuo's shoulder, feeling utterly aggrieved.
Jiang Nuo looked around and saw that there were many jagged rocks not far from the shore, which could be used as cover.
"Come on, let me take you to change your clothes."
He knew how much of a blow this filth would be to Si Yan, so he got up and left with his men.
To prevent anyone from following them, Jiang Nuo kindly provided them with some bread and food, along with the fish they had just caught, which was enough for a hearty meal. Sure enough, everyone's attention was focused on fighting for the food, and they didn't have time to worry about what they were doing.
Da Zhu did ask, "Where are they going?"
Song Zheng quickly said, "It's their business, what are we interfering in?"
"Oh!"
The brothers gave a shout and continued to munch on their bread to replenish their energy.
Behind the strange rocks.
Jiang Nuo pulled out two sets of clothes from her spatial storage. She looked up and saw Si Yan first rinsing himself with clean water, then wiping his body repeatedly with disinfectant wipes. After wiping, he wiped again with scented wipes until he could no longer smell the stench of those monsters.
After cleaning himself up, Jiang Nuo wasn't spared either. Si Yan had already thrown away both of their dirty clothes, and Jiang Nuo, who was almost naked, was being wiped on the back by him. Suddenly, she felt like causing trouble and teasing Si Yan.
He coughed lightly, turned around and put his arm around Si Yan's neck, his eyes sparkling, "No need to wipe so carefully, darling."
Si Yan blinked her phoenix eyes, her brows serious, and then suddenly turned Jiang Nuo over, speaking earnestly.
"It'll smell if you don't wipe it, Nuonuo, be a good girl."
Jiang Nuo: "..."
He braced his hands on the stone, bending over as Si Yan wiped him, slowly shaking his head.
Tsk, you idiot.
After wiping Jiang Nuo again and again until there was no odor left on her body, Si Yan was finally satisfied.
Pulling herself out of her obsessive-compulsive state, Si Yan suddenly noticed that the surrounding darkness made Jiang Nuo's skin appear even whiter, and the smooth lines of her muscular back as she leaned against the rock were so captivating that it was impossible to look away.
Suddenly there was no movement behind her. Jiang Nuo turned around in confusion, "What...?"
Before she could finish speaking, a warm body suddenly pressed against her, her waist was held captive by two arms, and a hot, gentle kiss came from her shoulder.
Jiang Nuo's unfinished question was answered, and he smiled as he turned around and put his arm around Si Yan's neck again.
"Did you wipe it clean?" he asked sarcastically.
Si Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, deliberately leaning closer to smell, his nose brushing against Jiang Nuo's neck, his breath spraying a moist, slightly cool mist.
"It's clean now, and Nuonuo smells good."
" Si Yan, do you know what I was thinking just now?"
"Hmm?" Si Yan asked in a low, teasing voice.
"Thinking..." Jiang Nuo kissed the back of his ear.
Si Yan stopped breathing.
" Nuonuo, stop fooling around." He gently nuzzled Jiang Nuo's cheek, but it sounded like he was pouting.
"Who told you to ignore me just now?"
Jiang Nuo has now mastered the art of being unreasonable to a master level.
He smiled slyly and kissed Si Yan's cheek, his gesture unusually forceful.
Si Yan held the person in his arms tightly, unable to stop himself, so he let his desire grow and pressed down on Jiang Nuo, kissing him more and more fiercely.
After a long while, Jiang Nuo nestled in Si Yan's arms, lazily stretching out her hand for him to wipe her clean, and the two of them finally put on their clean clothes.
After having enough fun, Jiang Nuo began to think about serious matters.
"Since entering this tomb, Simazi has become a completely different person."
He tilted his head and muttered, leaning on Si Yan's shoulder and rubbing his fingers, "He smokes even when he's in a car outside, treating his pipe like a treasure, but once he's inside, he doesn't smoke anymore, and the pipe has become a tool for turning over corpses."
"This doesn't seem like something a heavy smoker would do."
Si Yan held the person in his arms, his voice low and tender, "Could it be that you've been possessed, and there are two souls inside you?"
"That's even stranger. Another soul went into the tomb and came out, and it doesn't seem to be the original Simazi, but..."
Jiang Nuo trailed off, still hesitant, when Si Yan interjected, "But Simazi, who appeared in the tomb, cares more about his son A Wu."
The man outside, Simazi, clearly didn't treat A Wu like a son, treating him like a slave.
While riding in the car outside, Jiang Nuo overheard Simazi talking about his family and wondered if Simazi's father could change Wang Laoliu's fate and make him rich and powerful.
However, their own family was extremely poor, and Simazi, who supposedly inherited his father's mantle, never seemed to have any intention of changing his fate.
It now seems that the Simazi outside had no chance of changing the fortune, while the Simazi who appeared after entering the tomb, who could readily recount the legends about the coffin and the corpse, was the one who inherited the fortune.