Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

Chapter 160 Accidentally Entering the Mountain God Temple

"You haven't read many books, and you know nothing about human relationships. What girl in the village is like you?! We won't let you wash clothes, we won't let you cook, what more do you want?"

Yuan Jing was furious with Su Mian after what had just happened, and she spat on the ground.

"You have no sense of propriety, you wasteful good-for-nothing!"

Su Mian made a "hmm" sound, seemingly reflecting on herself, but then slowly opened her mouth again.

"Mom's words really sound like they come from someone with a lot of experience."

"It's like he's given me a complete recap of how he's lived his whole life."

"you-?!"

Su Mian leaned closer, and the flames in the stove crackled, casting their light on the girl's fair and cool face.

He showed no anger, but Yuan Jing's words made his face turn pale and then red, and Su Mian was relentless in her pursuit.

"It's tough, Mom, but I don't believe in that. If you want to suffer, you'll suffer endlessly."

"Besides," she tilted her head, "if my face were really that magical, I would definitely cover it up. It would be too scary. If I were unlucky enough to be targeted one day, I would have to live as a pet in the mountains for the rest of my life."

Su Mian shook her head, feigning concern. "That's not right either. Pets don't need to do laundry or cook."

As she said this, Su Mian stared intently at Yuan Jing's face, as if hinting at something, yet it seemed to be just a metaphor.

Yuan Jing was inexplicably angry, her face flushed with rage. She couldn't utter a word for a long time, and finally threw the rag at Su Mian, saying, "Quick-tongued, go catch a chicken for your dad."

After saying that, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked away without saying a word. Su Mian picked up the rag, her brows furrowed.

Catching chickens...

Her?

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A girl wearing a cotton apron with her hair in a bun and plastic gloves several times larger than her hands stood in a corner of the backyard fence.

One chicken, two chickens, three chickens...

With his red tubes erect and his hair glossy, he wasn't afraid of the girl who suddenly appeared.

Su Mian casually draped the rag over the stone platform, rolled up her sleeves, and looked as if facing a formidable enemy.

It's just catching a chicken.

It's not difficult in theory.

In theory.

As soon as Su Mian stepped into the chicken coop, the chicken clucked and puffed up its feathers, taking flight and flapping its wings as it rushed straight towards the woodpile, its feathers flying everywhere.

Dust billowed up, the iron basin was knocked over, and it rolled a long way with a clatter.

Su Mian, hunched over, lunged at nothing, his two "claws" covered in wet mud.

It dodges left and right, deliberately choosing difficult places to go, leaping from under the bench to behind the water vat, and then plunging headfirst into the vegetable patch, trampling the vegetable leaves all over the place.

Before long, she finally caught a handful of chicken feathers. The chicken let out a miserable cry and frantically flapped its wings.

Su Mian stumbled forward half a step, her hand reaching out to grab the chicken's wing, but the mud on her palm was too slippery, and the chicken struggled and flew away again.

All his previous efforts were in vain. Su Mian gritted his teeth and grabbed the broom next to him.

Damn it, she refuses to believe she can't handle a chicken!

From the rooster's perspective, Su Mian was like a monster with red eyes. Just as a broom was about to fall, it unleashed its enormous potential and flew out of the fence.

Su Mian also got into a fight with it. Her inexplicable competitive spirit was aroused, and she ignored everything else, directly stepping over it and chasing into the bamboo forest.

This time, Su Mian learned her lesson. She first wiped the mud off her hands with paper before rushing out to chase the chicken.

As the bamboo shadows swayed, a red ribbon flew onto Su Mian's face, causing her to abruptly stop.

wrong.

The chicken stopped, clucked twice, and ran towards its sleeping spot.

Finally, she threw herself into Su Mian's arms, leaving the girl speechless.

What does this rooster mean?

However, the place was too eerie. Su Mian took off the red ribbon that had just fallen onto her face. It had the words "May you have a son soon" written on it in black ink.

It looked like it had fallen from some wishing tree. Su Mian took a few steps forward and indeed confirmed her guess.

Beside the broken stone steps, the branches on both sides are covered with dense red prayer ribbons, and the mist is swirling, making it seem like a secret place far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, nestled in a small corner of the mountains.

Seeing that Su Mian was still moving forward, the rooster shook its feathers and crowed twice in fear. The abrupt crowing almost made her drop the live creature in her hand.

"Shut up, or I'll drag you back and eat you."

Su Mian grabbed its head to prevent it from making a sound, but in a daze she heard two soft laughs.

Su Mian's ears twitched. She looked up but saw nothing. She shook her head, thinking she had misheard, and reached out to look at the wishes on the prayer ribbons.

May my family enjoy good health and peace.

May Grandpa be free from illness and disaster, and live to be a hundred years old.

I want a toy car.

The mountain god helped me pass the exam and leave the mountains!

The red ribbons on the trees had clumped up in many places; there were just too many people making wishes.

Su Mian guessed that it was probably unrelated to the clues, and prepared to walk back with the chicken in her arms. Just as she turned around, she heard the sound of a bell.

She pursed her lips, her eyes hesitant.

In the end, he decided to go alone into the depths of the bamboo forest.

I couldn't help it, my curiosity was too strong. I felt like I wouldn't be able to sleep all night if I didn't go in and check on Su Mian.

Pushing aside the thick layer of leaves, you'll find an abandoned building with its red paint peeling off in large quantities, covered in moss and ferns, desolate and lonely.

Su Mian walked in and found a statue that resembled Buddha, but it had no face; only the vague outline of facial features was visible.

The hands are clasped together, without any beads on them. The base is a lotus flower, and the paint is a bit chipped. However, the figure is not sitting cross-legged, but rather has a snake-like tail coiled inside the lotus throne.

Those viewing the house didn't think much of it until they went inside and discovered that the interior was much larger.

Buddha… no, this incongruous statue didn’t feel like Buddha to her; it was more like a mountain god, but the lotus throne made her unsure.

The statue of the mountain god was suspended directly above Su Mian's head; the roof beams were very high, leaving ample space for the statue.

Su Mian observed the fruit and sugar on the altar and realized that someone had been there a few days ago, so the place had not been abandoned and people continued to come to pray.

Su Mian frowned and observed for a long time but still couldn't figure out what it was. Nuwa? Or a mermaid? What exactly was being worshipped?

She gave up looking for answers and decided to ask the villagers, when suddenly she heard rustling sounds behind her.

Su Mian turned around abruptly and saw a black snake on the ground, its tongue flicking, moving towards her.

The rooster was quite frightened. It flapped its wings and flew out of Su Mian's hand, heading straight out the window.

Su Mian ignored it and stood there blankly until the snake coiled up to her feet.

According to the script, this snake was the one her grandfather kept free-range, and Li recognized her.

So Su Mian tentatively squatted down, and sure enough, the black snake crawled up her wrist. The sensation still gave Su Mian goosebumps, but she wasn't that resistant.

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