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After all, these little ghosts are watched over by ghost messengers. It is considered a festival in the underworld, and they are allowed to go to the mortal world to eat ingots and candles and visit their living relatives.
If something goes wrong during this period and offends the ghost messengers, then they may not have a good time.
Once you get involved with the King of Hell, it's hard to escape.
"If Young Master Su has nowhere else to go today, you can come to my house for a simple meal."
Uncle Nine extended an invitation.
But Su Feng politely declined.
Since Annie moved into the banana grove, she has been showing off her cooking skills every day. Of course, whether the food tastes good or not is another matter, but Su Feng doesn't want to let her enthusiasm and warmth go to waste.
Knowing the reason, Uncle Nine didn't try to persuade him to stay any longer. After briefly mentioning Ma Yiyou, he left.
Since returning from Baiyu Town that day, Uncle Jiu personally escorted Ma Yiyou to the gate.
Although Ma Yiyou's mental state was still very poor at the time, the death of his elder brother Ma Yiheng was a blow no matter what, and he needed some time to recover.
It seems that Su Feng could only sigh.
He couldn't control life and death separations, nor did he want to be involved.
However, building a good relationship with Ma Yiyou was somewhat helpful when he went north later to negotiate with the local warlords.
With these thoughts in mind, Su Feng returned to the banana grove.
The materials have been delivered, and they are piled up in baskets in the backyard.
This abundance of materials is enough for Chenyue to squander for quite some time.
The Great Rejuvenation Pill and Golden Sun Pill that Chen Yue made that day have become the easiest pills for her to make. She is now obsessed with challenging herself with high-difficulty pills.
She showed Su Feng her latest achievement just a few days ago... Although it has many flaws, it can still be considered a finished product.
Thinking of this, Su Feng couldn't help but laugh.
"Young Master Su, what are you laughing at?"
Inside the house, Annie was clearing away the dishes when she suddenly caught sight of Su Feng's upturned lips, which exuded endless allure.
"It's nothing..." Su Feng put down his teacup and brushed it off lightly.
"Is that so~"
Annie approached gently from behind, reached around from behind her neck, and hugged Su Feng.
Su Feng could smell a unique fragrance emanating from the person behind him, along with an indescribable alluring scent...
"Young Master Su, where have you been today? Why do you smell like another woman?" Annie pressed her face close, her nose rubbing against Su Feng's earlobe.
It's so itchy, an unbearable itch.
Su Feng was already used to it. Rather, Annie's behavior was something she would only reveal without reservation when the two of them were alone.
It's like someone who's used to pretending in public is more wild and open in private.
Su Feng did not hide anything about what happened this afternoon and spoke frankly about it.
Unexpectedly, Annie wasn't angry at all. Instead, she leaned in even closer and breathed hot air into Su Feng's ear.
"As expected, someone like Young Master Su will always attract others who covet him."
As she spoke, her hand slipped into Su Feng's chest.
"Therefore, I must cherish you even more and make myself occupy a more important place in your heart, Young Master Su."
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Chapter 249 The Ghost Festival! A Day of Revelry for All Ghosts!
That night, Su Feng didn't know how many times he did it.
Anne was like a bottomless ocean, which could never be filled.
Perhaps it was because she had let her true nature out of control that she became increasingly proactive, making it difficult for Su Feng to handle her.
Unexpectedly, while he possessed the aura of a king when dealing with all sorts of gods and ghosts, he seemed somewhat hesitant when it came to women.
I guess I still lack experience.
But for Annie, she didn't care how many women were around Su Feng.
Rather, this actually demonstrates Su Feng's excellence and proves her foresight and good fortune.
Polygamy doesn't mean anything.
What she needs is security and happiness, and only Su Feng can give her that.
That's enough.
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"Ah sneeze——!"
On the street that morning, Wencai couldn't help but sneeze and shiver for a while.
"What's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold?" Qiu Sheng chattered on the side, holding a half-eaten sesame seed cake in his hand.
"whispering sound--"
Wen Cai wiped his nose and glared at Qiu Sheng. "I'm afraid he was too tired from traveling those few days."
"Hehe~ But as the saying goes, you reap what you sow, otherwise why would Master have given us a day off?"
Qiu Sheng said smugly.
They didn't know what day it was.
All I know is that I have to have a blast and drink my fill today!
A few days ago, on Su Feng's orders, they traveled all the way to Jiuquan Town without drinking water or eating, and then had to rush back.
Finally, he was almost struck by a stray bolt of lightning.
All these things combined made them feel particularly depressed, and they had to take this opportunity to vent their frustrations.
Perfect timing! I still have some money in my pocket, so I might as well treat myself.
"Let's go! Let's grab a couple of drinks first, then we'll go see a great show tonight!"
Qiu Sheng pointed to the sign hanging at the entrance of the theater not far away, "I heard that a very famous opera troupe came a few days ago. I'll take you to see them!"
"It's just opera, what's so interesting about it?" Wencai muttered.
He had no interest in theater. A group of people twisting and turning on the stage, not speaking properly, not singing properly, he just couldn't appreciate it.
Qiu Sheng chuckled and whispered in Wen Cai's ear, "I heard that one of the female impersonators under the head troupe is a real beauty, incredibly pretty, with a fantastic figure, and that look... hiss hiss hiss—"
As if a demonic sound had entered his ears, Wen Cai's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and he instantly became alert and walked straight ahead.
"Hey, hey, where are you going? They probably aren't even open yet!"
Qiu Sheng shouted with laughter from behind, but Wen Cai's legs seemed to be equipped with motors.
Faced with such beauty, even if the road ahead is fraught with thorns, he is determined to find out.
The sign hanging at the theater entrance displays the ticket price for a show.
There was no one standing by the door. I lifted the curtain and peeked inside, only to find the theater completely empty and dark.
"It's already noon, surely they haven't started work yet?" Wencai muttered.
Qiu Sheng shrugged, "I guess they'll only be open in the evening, you know—"
He gestured with his chin towards the figures walking down the corridor.
Those were several female actors dressed in theatrical costumes, carrying boxes and decorating the stage.
Walking in front was a woman with long hair, heavy makeup, and a very beautiful appearance.
Her graceful figure immediately captivated Wencai.
"You're talking about her, right? She really is beautiful!"
Feeling something about to drip from the corner of his mouth, Wencai quickly wiped it with his sleeve.
"Alright, alright! We're still setting things up. Let's come back tonight. Let's go have some drinks and a good meal first!" Qiu Sheng grabbed Wen Cai's arm and pulled him out of the theater.
Little did they know that as soon as they left, the female performers on the stage suddenly stopped what they were doing.
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"What's going on? I think I just heard someone talking?"
"Hey—don't scare me! What day is it today? You can't just say things like that."
Several female impersonators trembled for a moment.
At this moment, the supervisor came out from backstage and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Alright, hurry up! Tonight's going to be a big show, so get your spirits up and don't be rude!"
"We must take good care of the guests tonight!"
"Otherwise, I might offend some powerful figure, and I can't afford to take the blame."
This is their tradition; every year during the Ghost Festival, they set up a stage in the theater to perform operas.
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Of course, this performance wasn't for the living, but for the "dead."
Although those who work in this industry have never seen it with their own eyes, they must not forget the ancestral teachings left by their ancestors.
That's why they made special preparations and staged a great show, waiting for it to be performed tonight.
A gentle breeze swept through the empty theater, swirling around it.
It was as if countless eyes were being cast onto the stage, staring at the bright red carpet and the red silk hanging on the wall.
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