Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Chapter 128 Immortality is Not a Dinner Party

As they drove to a place where they emerged from a valley, the car braked suddenly, and Fan Bingbing swerved, nearly hitting the windshield.

Old Wang turned off the engine and the headlights, and the surroundings were instantly swallowed by darkness.

Only the wind howled and whistled past the car window, as if something was whispering in the shadows.

"We've arrived." Old Wang's voice rang out in the darkness, tinged with barely suppressed excitement. "Ladies, get out and rest for a bit. The scenery here is quite nice."

He felt very lucky today.

As a repeat offender, he has a keen eye.

The woman was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life; she was clearly a clueless, innocent girl, sweet and refreshing.

As for the pretty girl, she'll definitely be sold to the mountains to be a child bride; her looks are valuable.

Before Fan Bingbing could fully wake up, the sudden darkness and eerie tone sent a chill down her spine.

By the faint starlight outside the window, she could see her surroundings clearly—a desolate wasteland, barren of vegetation, with several dark boulders in the distance resembling crouching wild beasts.

There was no town. There was no gas station. There was nothing.

She instinctively gripped the cushion, about to speak, when her fingers were gently pinched.

Liu Qianqian slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with curiosity, not fear.

Fan Bingbing realized what was happening. Her eyes widened, and she drawled, "You...you...where...where is this?"

She tried hard to mimic the lingering fear on TV, but the words that came out were filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Liu Qianqian felt ashamed of herself—she couldn't even manage a vibrato in acting, and her body language was completely nonexistent. It seemed she would have to demonstrate herself.

"Sister Bingbing, watch this—" Liu Qianqian almost blurted out the rest of her sentence, and quickly swallowed it back down.

She shrank back, her eyes instantly filling with tears, her nose twitching: "Uncle... Uncle... Uncle, where... where is this? I'm scared..."

To make it look realistic, his fingernails dug into the back of Fan Bingbing's hand.

Old Wang thought he had misheard.

However, Liu Qianqian's intermittent words pulled him back to reality.

He chuckled loudly—like a rusty iron gate swaying in the night wind.

At this moment, Fan Bingbing also got into character.

She suddenly shielded Liu Qianqian behind her, her slightly parted cherry lips adding to her allure: "Uncle... Uncle, we're still students..."

After saying that, he immediately covered his eyes with his hands.

Old Wang took off his glasses and wiped them, first giving a lewd smile, then said in a serious tone: "Students are even better. Little sister, don't be afraid, uncle will play a game with you, called 'Wolf Eats Sheep,' okay?" Even if he was going to be a bad guy, he still had to maintain an image.

"What...what do you want to do? How do you want to eat it?" Fan Bingbing peeked out from between her fingers.

"Little sister, you're so pretty. Didn't your teacher teach you that wolves eat sheep?" Old Wang felt he didn't need to pretend anymore.

"Are you going to eat someone?" Liu Qianqian poked her head out, her eyes darting between Lao Wang and Fan Bingbing, full of curiosity. "You mean you're going to eat my sister?"

"right!"

Old Wang stared at Fan Bingbing's heaving chest and small lips, and licked his tongue.

In the distance, a piercing "Awooo—" shattered the silence, accompanied by his licking lips, sending chills down one's spine.

"what!"

Fan Bingbing yanked open the car door, grabbed Liu Qianqian, jumped out of the driver's seat, and ran, yelling, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! I'd rather be eaten by wolves than let you eat me!"

"Little beauties, you can't escape!" Old Wang shouted back.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the smoke filling his lungs excited him.

He wasn't worried about them running away; the area was open and deserted, where could they run to?

"We're definitely having lamb tonight!"

In the distance, Fan Bingbing asked breathlessly, "Qianqian, why isn't your little brother coming out yet?" She was curious but not worried.

"Watch me." Liu Qianqian said, then grabbed Fan Bingbing, who was about to run forward.

Zhou Xiaobai had actually sensed it long ago.

He didn't come out, letting them see the dangers of the world, so they would learn to be more cautious on the path to immortality. He used the same tactic in his past life. In this life, his troops can't afford to fail.

Liu Qianqian is young, and I play with her to give her a wonderful childhood. But after observing her for a year, I've found that this girl is quite ruthless.

Fan Bingbing is at the age where she should be able to take charge, and besides, this person looks like she's had a history of wrongdoing, so we have no qualms about what we do.

He woke Tong Liya and spoke slowly...

In the darkness, the flickering cigarette butt slowly approached.

This time, Old Wang's voice turned sinister: "Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

He glanced at the cliff not far away—it seemed the site was already set up.

At this moment, Liu Qianqian stopped pretending.

She flashed a strange light in her eyes as she turned to look at Fan Bingbing: "Sister Bingbing, Sister Yaya said that the goal of immortality is not to be celibate, but to be free."

After a moment of contemplation, she suddenly looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky and said, slowly and deliberately, "To achieve immortality, one must be absolutely safe..."

Fan Bingbing's eyes widened, then she understood—yes, this path was destined to be fraught with bloodshed.

If Sisi has this awareness, what about me?

Her expression grew cold as she stared at Old Wang approaching, seemingly muttering to herself, "Immortality isn't a dinner party. It's about killing gods and Buddhas alike if they stand in your way."

"What did you say?" Old Wang was taken aback.

The next moment, he seemed to see something incredible—before him, Zhou Xiaobai and Tong Liya slowly solidified from the void, becoming clear from blurry.

His face turned deathly pale, and he screamed, "A ghost!"

He didn't even notice the cigarette butt in his mouth falling onto his pants.

He wanted to run, but his pants were already wet, and his feet felt rooted to the spot.

Liu Qianqian's eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Tong Liya stared at him as if watching a play.

Fan Bingbing clenched her fists and said, slowly and deliberately, "You're really asking for it."

Before the words were even finished, Liu Qianqian preemptively unleashed a fierce sweeping kick—

Zhou Xiaobai paused, staring into the distance, his heart pounding with anxiety. Then, he vanished in a flash, leaving only his lingering voice: "...I'll go make you something delicious...Be careful..."

The moment he disappeared, Liu Qianqian was also stunned, then her expression changed drastically. She pulled her legs back and shouted, "Ah! Wolf... Brother, wait for me, so many wolves... Ah..." She then disappeared without a trace.

"Xixi, I'm scared! Wait for me!" Tong Liya, who was following behind, patted her chest and fled as she watched the approaching shadows.

Only a bewildered Fan Bingbing and an unmoved Lao Wang were left behind.

Fan Bingbing, realizing what had happened, had a strange expression on her face—they'd all run away?

She was so angry that she cursed inwardly: You bunch of good-for-nothings!

As a native of Shandong province, she carries the genes of the Liangshan heroes and wants to see which kind of wolf is more formidable.

Using the power of space, she dodged twice and jumped onto a boulder.

At this moment, a circle of shimmering green eyes had surrounded them, like will-o'-the-wisps flowing in the night.

"Waaah—"

The alpha wolf let out a low growl, and the pack instantly sprang into action, with more than a dozen dark figures rushing in from all directions.

Old Wang finally came to his senses and screamed in heart-wrenching agony, "Help—! Help me—!"

He turned to run, but tripped over a stone and fell into a pile of rocks. The wolves rushed past where he had just stood and pounced on him!

"ah--!!!"

Fan Bingbing stood on the boulder, looking down at the rolling figures and the frantically tearing wolves, her face pale.

My legs were shaking, my hands were shaking, and my teeth were chattering.

It's impossible for a fifteen-year-old girl not to be afraid.

Forget about the heroes of Liangshan, forget about who's stronger—all she wants to do now is cry.

"I...I'm not watching anymore..."

She closed her eyes, trembling, and with a thought, she vanished from the boulder.

In the darkness, only Old Wang's screams remained, growing weaker and weaker...