Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 761 Su Wuming 60

Chu Hua was stunned by Pei Xijun's sudden question, and her cheeks quickly turned red, like peach blossoms blooming on branches in spring. She pretended to be calm and coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment.

"Ahem, um... Su Wuming and I..." She stretched out the last syllable, her eyes rolling around, thinking about how to answer that wouldn't seem so deliberate.

Pei Xijun looked at her curiously, his eyes sparkling.

"Actually..."

Chu Hua approached Pei Xijun mysteriously and said in a low voice: "He and I are a match made in heaven! It's destined!"

Pei Xijun looked confused: "God's chosen marriage? What does that mean?"

Chu Hua touched her chin in a pretentious manner, shook her head and said, "That is to say, he and I are destined to be together. Our love is stronger than gold and it is so touching!"

"Oh~" Pei Xijun dragged out the last syllable, nodded as if he understood, his big eyes full of curiosity.

"Then...what kind of destiny is this?"

Chu Hua was speechless for a moment. She couldn't say that she came here with a strategy system, right? Wouldn't this silly girl think she was a monster?

With a turn of her eyes, she came up with a plan. She pretended to be mysterious and approached Pei Xijun, whispering, "The secret cannot be revealed! In short, Su Wuming and I are destined to be together, just like you and Lu Lingfeng!"

Pei Xijun's cheeks turned red again, and he snorted softly, which was considered as his agreement.

Chu Huan looked at her shy appearance and smiled secretly in her heart, this little girl is so cute!

"What you just said, is it true or false? Are you really... a ghost?" Pei Xijun's voice was as thin as a mosquito, with a slight tremor, and her eyes were wide open, as if Chu Huan would disappear in front of her in the next second.

Chu Hua was amused by her cautious tone and waved her hand in front of her eyes: "Silly girl, do I look like a ghost to you? I have a shadow and can eat food, can a ghost do that? I said that just now to fool that dog official."

Pei Xijun then noticed the shadow behind Chu Hua, heaved a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and his face flushed slightly because of the nervousness just now. "No, no, Sister Chu Hua doesn't look like a ghost at all, just now I...I was just imagining things."

Seeing her silly and cute look, Chu Hua couldn't help but pinch her cheek again: "You, you just think too much! But to be honest, I have some secrets that I can't tell you now. When the time is right, I will definitely tell you, okay?"

Pei Xijun nodded obediently, his big eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

As they chatted, their eyelids gradually became heavy, Chu Hua yawned softly, and Pei Xijun also yawned quietly. Finally, they snuggled together and fell asleep in the warm bed.

The morning light shone through the window lattice into the house, and the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. Chu Hua rubbed her sleepy eyes and stretched herself. Pei Xijun beside her was still sleeping, breathing evenly and slowly.

Chu Huan got out of bed quietly, walked to the window, opened it, and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air.

In the courtyard, Su Wuming sat upright, holding a book in his hand, and was reading something with his head shaking. Xue Huan sat opposite him in a proper manner, with a tense face, as if he was listening attentively.

"Confucius said: 'Is it not a pleasure to learn with a view to constantly practicing what one has learned? Is it not a joy to have friends come from afar? Is it not a virtue to be not angry when people do not understand him?" Su Wuming recited in a rhythmic manner, occasionally tapping the scroll with his finger.

Xue Huan followed along like a parrot, nodding his little head like a chick pecking at rice.

Chu Hua couldn't help but find it a little funny when she saw this scene. Su Wuming was really a dedicated teacher. He started teaching Xue Huan early in the morning.

She gently closed the door, walked to Su Wuming, and asked with a smile: "Su Wuming, are you working so hard so early in the morning?"

Su Wuming heard Chu Huan's voice, raised his head, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Huan'er, are you awake? I saw Xue Huan doing nothing all day, so I thought of teaching him some poetry and books to cultivate his temperament."

Chu Hua glanced at the sleepy Xue Huan, suppressed her smile, and said, "Sima Su really has good intentions."

Su Wuming scratched his head embarrassedly, his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Chu Hua, but then he quickly retracted his eyes as if he had been electrocuted.

"Su just thinks that this boy is kind-hearted, but he just lacks guidance."

"Oh? Really?" Chu Hua raised her eyebrows and looked at Xue Huan. Xue Huan's head was nodding as if he was about to fall, but his eyelids were holding up hard, and he looked like his soul was about to leave his body.

Chu Hua couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Su Wuming looked at Chu Hua's beautiful smile and felt a surge of emotion in his heart, as if a spring breeze was blowing and all the flowers were blooming.

"Huan'er, didn't you say that after coming to the Tang Dynasty, you don't recognize many words? How about I teach you?" He mustered up his courage and said carefully.

"Really?" Chu Hua's eyes lit up like twinkling stars in the night sky.

"That's great! I'm worried about this. I don't know many words and it's hard to read."

Chu Hua's laughter was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the courtyard. Su Wuming looked at her, his eyes so gentle that they almost dripped with tears. How he wanted to just keep watching her laugh, watching her happy...

At this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence in the courtyard. Lu Ling rushed in, followed by a middle-aged man with a mustache and several yamen runners.

"Su Wuming, I brought the person to you!" Lu Lingfeng pointed at the man, with a hint of pride in his tone, as if he had accomplished some extraordinary task.

Su Wuming restrained his smile, stood up and bowed to the man, saying: "This must be the county lieutenant of this county."

The county lieutenant quickly returned the greeting, with a flattering smile on his face: "It is you, your humble servant. Nice to meet you, Sima Su."

The county lieutenant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Sir Su, on the way here, I heard from Brother Lu that the captain is really daring. I will deal with it impartially and will not show any leniency!"

Lu Lingfeng pushed open the door of the main hall violently, with an aggressive look, as if he was going to catch the criminal hiding inside in the next second and give Xijun an explanation.

However, the hall was empty except for a few crooked chairs and ropes scattered on the ground, proving that someone had been tied up here.

Lu Lingfeng was stunned, and the smug look on his face froze instantly. He pointed at the empty room and shouted in disbelief: "Where is the person?! He's clearly tied here!"

Chu Hua and Xi Jun came in and both girls wrinkled their noses: "What's that smell? It's so disgusting?"

When Lu Lingfeng heard some noise in the kitchen, he immediately crouched down and approached cautiously.

He thought, could it be that the captain had an accomplice hidden? If he was caught red-handed, he would definitely interrogate him thoroughly, so as to save some face in front of Xijun.

He flung open the kitchen door, only to be greeted by an unexpected sight.

Lu Lingfeng leaned against the wall, vomiting violently, his stomach churning, as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs. The yamen runners behind him were not much better, each of them pale, bent over and vomiting, the scene was like a collective food poisoning.

"What's wrong?" Su Wuming asked as he looked at the people vomiting all over.

"Human head..." Lu Lingfeng looked at Su Wuming while suppressing his nausea.

Su Wuming's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed hard, his stomach churning. He endured the discomfort and walked into the kitchen with heavy steps. A strong smell of blood hit him in the face, making him dizzy.

I saw a big pot emitting steam, with the lid half-open. Inside, there were several human heads steaming, their eyes staring with their heads open in death, their pale faces looming in the steam.

White mist was oozing out from the edge of the pot lid, bringing with it an indescribable stench. Several unrecognizable human heads were rolling in the boiling soup, with disheveled hair, bulging eyeballs, and swollen purple lips.

Su Wuming's stomach cramped and he almost vomited out the food he had eaten the night before.

"How is Su Wuming?" Chu Huan said as she was about to go in.

Su Wuming turned around, his face solemn, but his tone was unusually gentle: "Huan'er, you and Xijun wait at the door first. The scene inside... is a bit bloody, and I don't want to disturb you."

Chu Hua wanted to say that she had seen all kinds of big scenes. As a novelist, what kind of bloody scenes had she not constructed in her mind? But seeing the genuine concern in Su Wuming's eyes, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She nodded, pulled Pei Xijun, who was also curious, and stood obediently at the door.

"Liu Shiba?" Only then did Su Wuming see the person squatting in the corner adding fuel to the fire.

Liu Shiba slowly raised his head, the dim firelight reflected on his face, which looked particularly ferocious. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and let out a sinister laugh, like the cry of a night owl, which was creepy.

The guards hurriedly dragged Liu Shiba out of the kitchen, like a chicken to be slaughtered. Liu Shiba did not struggle, but just giggled.

The sun was shining brightly in the yard, and the air was fresh, which was in stark contrast to the disgusting smell of blood in the kitchen. Su Wuming stood in front of Liu Shiba, looking down at him, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"Liu Shiba, let me ask you, is there an ice cellar in this Gan Tang Posthouse with a lot of meat hanging in it?" Su Wuming recalled the bloody scene in his nightmare last night, as well as the lingering cold atmosphere.

Liu Shiba was stunned for a moment, his silly smile stopped, and a hint of barely perceptible fear flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but closed it again.

"No."

Seeing this, Su Wuming became more certain of his guess. He shouted, "You're talking nonsense! I went there last night and saw you with a man in a red robe!"

Liu Shiba: "There is no ice cellar in this posthouse. How did you get there? Perhaps you are hallucinating, or perhaps you are dreaming. People who live in Gantang Posthouse often experience this."