CHAPTER 337: CHAPTER 320: YOU FICKLE WOMAN_2

Yun Ran waved the chicken leg in her hand, her smile as refreshing as a spring breeze, "Here it is!"

Xiao Xiao: "??!"

She was stunned for two seconds before she came back to her senses, staring in disbelief at the chicken leg in Yun Ran’s hand, "Did you, did you eat the spoils?!"

"There, there are still two left, right? Where are they?"

Yun Ran gave her a smile, and dug out two chickens from the mound of earth in front of her under her incredulous gaze.

"Look, with the one I ate, it makes three."

Xiao Xiao: "......"

Is this... even allowed?!

The competition on her side had just ended, and the prey on the other side was already cooked...

Yun Ran looked at her little face in a daze and magnanimously broke off a chicken leg to give her, "Here, it’s competition second, friendship first, enjoy the chicken leg."

Xiao Xiao looked at the offered chicken leg, golden and crispy, filling the air with a delicious aroma that made her mouth water uncontrollably.

Xiao Xiao didn’t hesitate, she took the chicken leg and thanked her.

"This time you won! It seems like we forgot to mention the stake, what do you want?"

"It’s a pity you’re married, or else I could give you my brother."

"Pff..."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ran almost choked on the chicken leg, and looked at Xiao Xiao’s serious face, her expression filled with black lines.

Does Xiao Mohan know he was almost given away by his own sister as a stake? Really, is this his biological sister?

...

As night fell, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight spilled down like water, interwoven with the scattered stars, creating a breathtaking view.

Nearby the camp, a river flowed, winding and clear across miles.

Yun Ran was walking along the riverbank looking for rare herbs for medicine and poisons when she heard a rustling noise ahead, faintly accompanied by voices.

She concentrated and listened closely, barely able to make out:

"It’s said that the Mountain God of Qishan and the River God of the Chishui River are very effective. I prepared a Kongming Lantern and a River Lamp, just to be sure my wish comes true."

"Hmm, let’s release the Kongming Lantern first."

Yun Ran frowned, those voices, Lin Zhu’er and Lin Ruoxue?

It’s not the Lantern Festival now, why are they releasing River Lamps and Kongming Lanterns? It couldn’t be that the Red Luan Star is stirring, causing spring-heart longings?

Then she heard Lin Zhu’er’s extremely devout voice carried by the wind:

"Oh great and almighty Mountain God, please hear this maiden’s prayer and grant her wish! Let that venomous viper Lin Wanyue be carried away by wolves in Qishan, torn apart by wild beasts, let her have no way back to continue harming the world!"

Yun Ran: "..."

[Eavesdropping and found out they’re talking about me?! That’s pretty sudden...]

[And that pig, instead of learning proper skills, she gets into this kind of mischief!]

With Lin Ruoxue’s help, Lin Zhu’er successfully released the Kongming Lantern. To be safe (ensuring the gods’ protection and Yun Ran meets her doom), she also released a River Lamp just the same way.

Before releasing the River Lamp, she closed her eyes and prayed devoutly for a while.

"Alright, both the Kongming Lantern and River Lamp have been successfully released. Now Zhu’er can definitely have her wish fulfilled, should we head back?"

"No, I want to watch the River Lamp float for a little while longer, it makes me feel more assured..."

Lin Zhu’er hadn’t finished speaking when she suddenly felt a gust of strange wind blowing, chillingly.

The Kongming Lantern rising steadily suddenly swung wildly, catching fire and turning into a fireball, falling from the sky, nearly hitting the two of them.

Frightened, they screamed and dodged, only for a strange rain to suddenly pour down on them from above.

The icy rainwater flowed down from their heads over their cheeks and into their collars, making them scream and jump in cold shock.

"Ah! Ah ah ah! It’s so cold! Is it raining? Or is it hail? Ice rain?"

But the two soon realized that it wasn’t raining at all; the sky was clear with the moon and stars, not a single dark cloud in sight, so where did the rain come from?

However, as they felt their soaked hair still dripping water... this was obviously no illusion!

The night breeze gently blew, and they suddenly felt a chill down their spines, looking at the pile of black ash that was the Kongming Lantern and the River Lamp in the river extinguished at some point...

Their faces changed dramatically, panic and fear suddenly filled their hearts, and with a scream, they turned to run.

But a strong demonic wind came head-on, like an invisible barrier, instantly knocking them back to the ground, sitting stunned.

This bizarre encounter scared them out of their wits; they wanted to run but their legs had gone soft, leaving them on the ground crying out for their mothers and fathers.

"You foolish and malicious humans with hearts so black, why not dig them out to feed the wolves?"

Suddenly, a ghostly, ethereal voice seemed to come from nowhere, floating in the wind, indiscernible of gender or direction.

Shocked by this, and seeing no one around, they were nearly scared to death, pale-faced and trembling, frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy:

"Immortal, immortal please spare us! We, we know we’re wrong! P-p-please don’t d-d-dig out our hearts!"

Another gust of demonic wind blew past, followed by a cold rain pouring down on their heads. Compared to the rain’s chill, they felt a chilling despair in their hearts, as if a cold, icy hand gripped their hearts, terrifying them!

A rain-bringing immortal? River God?

"River God, please spare us! We really know we’re wrong! Have mercy!"

"Mistakes come with a price, your hearts are too dark and need purification for atonement! Hand over all your Silver, silver notes, gold, and jade jewelry."

The two dared not hesitate, quickly removing all their silver notes, jewelry, and valuables, respectfully placing them on the ground.

"A-all of it is here, River God."

"Alright, you can leave now!"

With a gust of demonic wind, the invisible barrier holding them vanished, and they thanked him profusely, scrambling away from the riverbank almost rolling and crawling.