Chapter 66: The Behemoth

Jiang Buhuan has been staying at Lu Qingjiu's house for almost a week now, and his agent's journey from calling him frantically to urge him to return, to trying to find out where he was, to taking him away himself, to finally giving up, has been a complicated one. If he hadn't repeatedly reiterated that he was fine, I'm afraid his agent would have called the police.

"If I leave, I'll die," Jiang Buhuan tells his manager, but he thinks Jiang Buhuan is being threatened by someone and promises to find more security for Jiang Buhuan to keep him safe.

"I told you, the person who wants to kill me is not a human being... well, never mind, you wouldn't understand anyway." Jiang Buhuan knew that it was so absurd that if he hadn't experienced it himself, he would have thought he was mentally ill.

"The agent was going crazy with Jiang Buhuan, his star had been missing for a few days, his schedule had been delayed, he could cover it up now, but if in a few days it was no longer covered up and fans found out Jiang Buhuan was missing, how big a story would it be? A negative news story.

"I don't know what it is, either." Jiang Buhuan said, "Enough talk, I have to go and cook."

The agent's mouth twitched, and he was about to say something when he heard Jiang Buhuan hang up the phone with a flourish. He looked at his phone and let out a long sigh. To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that he was sure Jiang Buhuan was in good spirits after the video call, he would have wondered if Jiang Buhuan had been kidnapped and imprisoned by his little fan.

Jiang Buhuan hangs up the phone and goes to the kitchen to help Lu Qingjiu with the cooking. He had been here for a few days and the longer he stayed the more he felt that these people were unusual.

Although Lu Qingjiu advised him not to go into the backyard, Jiang Buhuan was curious and quietly went to the backyard to take a look, but all he saw was a deep well and some beehives, which made a buzzing sound. Jiang Buhuan didn't dare to go too close, so he took a look at the side, but as soon as he got his head over there, a creature that looked like a bee emerged from inside, yelling at the top of his voice: "What are you looking at? Are you a pervert, sneaking up on us like that?"

Jiang Buhuan was dumbfounded and stood there for two seconds trying to explain, "No I wasn't, I was just curious."

"What what what what are you curious about," said the bee in an exasperated voice, "we are sleeping with our daughter-in-law here, you are looking around, not afraid to grow a needle eye ah."

Jiang Buhuan: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Bee said, "Get out of here and don't let me see you again."

Jiang Buhuan is scolded and even begins to feel ashamed of his despicable behaviour, but it is only when he returns to his bedroom that he senses that something is wrong. But this is just a small part of life, and soon Jiang Buhuan learns that the family has two talking pigs, a cow that produces milk of all flavours, and an incredibly aggressive flock of chickens. He thought at least the family was normal, until one day he saw Yin Xun chopping vegetables and cut a finger, which Yin Xun thought he hadn't noticed and shoved into his mouth.

Jiang Buhuan, who was standing nearby, saw the scene but had to pretend he didn't notice anything, fearing that if he was exposed, Yin Xun's next slash would be aimed at him.

Although it's safe to live here, it's not a good idea to stay here for a long time. Jiang Buhuan has no intention of quitting the entertainment industry, and besides, this is someone else's home, so he still has some self-awareness.

So after Lu Qingjiu had sent Zhu Miaomiao off to work, Jiang Buhuan approached Lu Qingjiu to thank him and handed him a seven-figure cheque, asking politely when it was safe for him to leave.

Although Jiang Buhuan is a celebrity, he is an honest man at home, accompanying Yin Xun to clean the yard and wash and cut vegetables every day. He thanked Jiang Buhuan for the cheque and said he would go and ask for him.

"Brother, you'd better take this money." Jiang Buhuan said bitterly, "I feel uneasy if you don't take it."

Lu Qingjiu said, "No need, our family is not short of money for the time being."

Jiang Buhuan: "You can take it to buy more meat for the big man"

Lu Qingjiu said, "He can't eat that much meat, there's really no need, and I'm only asking for you, it's another matter if it can be fixed." By taking the money, the matter was tainted.

Jiang Buhuan is still very uneasy, but he can't help it if Lu Qingjiu won't accept the money, so he can only pray that the matter will be settled soon and he can leave Shuifu Village. Although life in the old mansion is warm and welcoming, the atmosphere in the village is so eerie that he feels like he has entered a horror movie set.

The next day, Lu Qingjiu found an opportunity to talk to Bai Yuehu about Jiang Buhuan, but of course, he said it tactfully, "Bai Yuehu, Jiang Buhuan has been staying at our house for so long, when can he leave?"

Bai Yuehu was eating the green dates Lu Qingjiu had just bought from the town and was chewing them with a click in his mouth when he heard this and immediately stopped moving, and with it his face turned pale as he said, "How much did he eat?"

Lu Qingjiu stifled a laugh: "He eats every meal with us, doesn't he?"

Bai Yuehu frowned as he said, "Someone tried to kill him at Shuifu Village."

"Why," Lu Qingjiu froze, this was the first time he had heard Bai Yuehu talk about it, "why did you kill Jiang Buhuan in Shuifu Village?"

Bai Yuehu says: "Shuifu Village is a boundary, in your human terms, between myth and reality, and there were many boundaries, but with the

As the two realms have been separated for longer and longer, the boundaries have begun to gradually merge, and now only Shuifu Village is left to pass between the two realms."

Lu Qingjiu immediately understood: "There is something wrong with Jiang Buhuan's lineage."

"Well." Bai Yuehu said, "Their family was also once a family of boundary guardians, only now that they have been completely integrated into the human world, the bloodline of such families will grow thinner and thinner until they disappear, and Jiang Buhuan would be the only remaining descendant of their family."

If you think about it, Lu Qingjiu and Jiang Buhuan have the same background, he being the last of the Lu Family and Jiang Buhuan the last of the Jiang Family. Jiang Buhuan, however, seems to have been completely ignorant of these matters and was completely out of the loop.

"Why should Jiang Buhuan be allowed to die in Shuifu Village" Lu Qingjiu found this a little scary.

"The death of a guardian in Shuifu Village will contaminate the border." Bai Yuehu says, "This contamination has little effect on humans, but it has a big effect on us."

Lu Qingjiu is hearing this word for the second time: "pollution"

Bai Yuehu: "Yes, pollution."

Lu Qingjiu said, "What do you mean?"

Bai Yuehu frowned slightly, and after a moment's deliberation, he explained, "It's the effect on the mind." Although this explanation was still somewhat vague, Lu Qingjiu almost understood the meaning and said, "So it probably means that children who see too many bad things are easily taught to become bad children, right?"

Bai Yuehu: "It's okay if you think so."

Lu Qingjiu said, "What about Jiang Buhuan?

Bai Yuehu was adamant: "That's impossible."

It is clear that he already hates this little star who is eating and drinking in his house for free. But Jiang Buhuan can't be kicked out, and as soon as he leaves the house, Jiang Buhuan will probably be killed on his way out of Shuifu Village.

"I'll get rid of this as soon as I can." Bai Yuehu picked up a green date and put it all in his mouth, crunching and biting it into several clean pieces and swallowing it.

Lu Qingjiu nodded: "Be careful, don't get hurt."

Bai Yuehu said, "Yes, I will."

Lu Qingjiu's mind was made up.

The house was quiet for a few days, the spring sun was so pleasant that Lu Qingjiu cut all the leftover sweet potatoes into cubes, spread them on a cool mat in the courtyard and dried them. The dried sweet potatoes are translucent, chewy and more moist than those roasted by fire. You won't be able to eat all the sweet potatoes anyway, so it's a good snack.

Lu Qingjiu has used the extra honey to make a number of desserts, and now that he has used the oven more and more, he is getting better at it, and the bread he bakes is almost as good as that sold in dessert shops, and even better in taste, because after all, the milk and honey at home are so special that you can't get them outside.

That evening, Lu Qingjiu cut a nest of leeks and bought some fresh pork and made a table of dumplings. The dumplings were all thin-skinned and stuffed, and even before they were cooked, they looked very attractive. Yin Xun liked the dumplings and said happily, "It's New Year's Day at our house, so many dumplings have been made.

Lu Qingjiu looked at him without saying anything.

"Why do you look like that?" Yin Xun said inexplicably, "Why do you look like you've eaten the dumplings so you can go on your way?" Before he could finish his sentence, Lu Qingjiu covered his mouth.

"Shut up and eat your dumplings properly." Lu Qingjiu whispered.

Yin Xun gives a horrified look and whispers, "Who's going to be on the road in the family" he points to himself, "It can't be me" is he finally going to get rid of his reserve status and become food for the table?

Lu Qingjiu: "Who the hell is going to eat you? You'll probably have diarrhoea if you do."

Yin Xun :""

Lu Qingjiu: "It's eating Jiang Buhuan 呸呸呸呸, who said anything about eating people."

Yin Xun: "What is that for?"

Lu Qingjiu said, "Why do you ask so many questions? Aren't the dumplings good?"

Yin Xun thought this was a bit reasonable, since he wasn't the one who ate it, why did he ask so many questions, why didn't he just eat his own dumplings?

Jiang Buhuan doesn't know he's about to go on his way, but he's looking at the dumplings in the pot and salivating. To be honest, he had eaten a lot of good food, but Lu Qingjiu's food was as delicious as it could be, and the dumplings he had just tasted were not the kind with MSG, but the taste of the ingredients themselves, a perfect mixture of leek and meat, with a little vinegar and garlic.

Jiang Buhuan was sensitive to people's eyes and turned his head inexplicably: "Why are you always looking at me?"

Yin Xun thought to himself, "Isn't this the mercy of being an ingredient?" but he didn't dare say anything, he just said, "Isn't that what you look like?"

It was the first time Jiang Buhuan had ever been complimented by a non-human, so he was a little embarrassed: "Oh, thanks."

"No thanks." Yin Xun said, "It was nice to meet you."

Jiang Buhuan: ""What's with this tone of voice that I'm about to lose it.

When the dumplings were served, Lu Qingjiu gave Jiang Buhuan a big bowl and then, with a kind smile, said, "Eat, my son, eat a lot."

Jiang Buhuan: "Mmmm good." He took a bite and a big smile spread across his face, "It smells so good." The dumplings were full of filling and the meat juices flowed out with a gentle bite, although they were a little hot, they were still delicious and he couldn't stop at one bite.

Jiang Buhuan ate a lot of Lu Qingjiu with a portion of stuffed shrimps and leeks in it and was so satisfied that his tummy puffed up. He hadn't been eating at all and had put on a lot of weight, which might not be a problem for a normal person, but the camera is the most selective and there was no telling what kind of abuse he would be subjected to by his manager when he returned.

Thinking of the life he would lead afterwards, Jiang Buhuan shoved another one down his throat.

Lu Qingjiu didn't advise him, he just let him eat, and even helped him serve dumplings from time to time. His gentle expression made Yin Xun, who was sitting next to him, shiver and secretly told himself to be careful of this expression in the future, Lu Qingjiu's gentle expression suddenly turned dark inside, which was the most horrible thing.

Jiang Buhuan had eaten too much and was sitting on a chair to cool off when Lu Qingjiu said, "Do you want to go for a walk outside to cool off?"

Jiang Buhuan was about to refuse, but under Lu Qingjiu's sincere gaze, he couldn't bear to say no and said, "Okay, I'll go for a walk."

Lu Qingjiu said, "Well, go ahead."

Jiang Buhuan went out slowly. He was actually quite afraid of the whole village, so even if he went out for a walk, he would only go near Lu Qingjiu's house, not too far away, just wandering around the house. Now that spring has started, it is getting darker and the glorious sunset is still hanging on the horizon, which is why Jiang Buhuan dares to go out for a walk, as he would not dare to leave Lu Qingjiu's house if it were dark.

There are not many people living near Lu Qingjiu's house, only Li Xiaoyu's. Jiang Buhuan has met the child and he is quite cute, but because of his prejudice against Shuifu Village, Jiang Buhuan does not dare to talk to him.

After walking to where Lu Qingjiu had parked his minivan and wandering around a few times, Jiang Buhuan felt a little better and decided to go back.

As he walked back, he felt that something was not quite right, and when he thought about it, he realised that the sky overhead, which had been bright, had suddenly gone black. Jiang Buhuan looked up and saw a black cloud over Shuifu Village, blocking out the sunset's afterglow, and in a matter of moments it was so dark that he could not see his fingers.

Jiang Buhuan's heart gave a sudden jolt and a bad feeling grew stronger. He knew something was wrong, so he took out his mobile phone and, barely able to see the road in front of him, dashed towards Lu Qingjiu's yard.

Jiang Buhuan ran as fast as he could, but there was no sign of the courtyard. He tried to find his way back by shining his mobile phone around, but found himself surrounded by a strange environment, as if he had never been there before.

"Jiang Buhuan shouted in terror, panting but not daring to stop, he stumbled on, but the darkness was an obstacle to his walking. Jiang Buhuan tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

When he fell, he wanted to get up quickly, but when he looked up, he was shocked by the sight above his head. Above his head, a swirling dark cloud, like seawater, had gathered and was tumbling and surging above his head. At the centre of the cloud was a huge eye, which was yellow, with pupils erected like a cold-blooded animal, and was staring coldly at Jiang Buhuan.

"Ah" Jiang Buhuan's whole body froze in place as he was stared at by this gaze, he watched as the dark clouds kept changing, eventually forming into a huge dragon claw, then the yellow eye blinked, and the huge dragon claw came directly towards Jiang Buhuan. The overwhelming power of the dragon's claw made Jiang Buhuan not even have the courage to struggle. He sat dumbfounded, like a scared rabbit, facing a ferocious predator whose strength could not compete with his own, and could only wait for the kill.

But at that moment, the Buddha statue on his chest suddenly emitted a bright light that enveloped his whole body. Then Jiang Buhuan heard a dragon's roar, and as soon as it came out, the dragon's claw stopped in mid-air as if it had hit some obstacle.

Then a black mist rose from the ground, and out of it came a low chant, with which the clouds gathered in the claws of the dragon and slowly dissipated before Jiang Buhuan's eyes.

However, this was only the beginning, and the owner of those yellow eyes seemed to be enraged. The clouds began to roll violently, and then a deep black claw reached out from behind the clouds and tore a huge gap in the sky, revealing the haze of the setting sun. The black mist on the ground also began to take to the air. After the black mist reached mid-air and dispersed, Jiang Buhuan finally got a clear view of the huge beast hiding inside.

It was an extremely beautiful black dragon, its body extremely long, its huge white horns and majestic dragon's head already taking up half the sky, its black scales, reflecting a dazzling light under the haze. Every inch of its body was so perfect, as if it were the most exquisite carving in the hands of an artist, yet no artist could have carved such a perfect creature, it could only be a gift from heaven, a stunningly beautiful one.

Jiang Buhuan was dumbfounded, all his attention was drawn to the dragon, and then the beast in the clouds appeared in front of Jiang Buhuan, it looked somewhat similar to the dragon, except that it seemed to have a black iron sword in its mouth, and its horns were black instead of beautiful white.

The clouds rolled and stirred, and the bodies of the two dragons collided, their teeth, bodies and claws were all sharp weapons, there were no false moves, this was the most primitive clash of power. Jiang Buhuan could no longer stand the sight of the back of the dragon, blood began to spill from his nose and mouth, and his eyes began to blur.

If not for this hood around him, he might have been lost long ago, but now he was not well off either, and for the sake of his own little life he dared not look any further, even reaching out to cover his ears.

Although out of sight, the sounds of fighting continued overhead, even accompanied by the pattering of light rain and the clatter of debris falling to the ground. Having experienced this last time, Jiang Buhuan knew that it was dragon blood and debris, and he was scared and a little worried that the black dragon in the mist would be on the down side.

Jiang Buhuan shrank into a ball and listened, and actually fell asleep. By the time he woke up, everything was quiet, the sky had returned to calm, the light that had enveloped him was gone, and there were no traces of blood or scales on the ground. If not for the dried blood between his mouth and nose, he would have thought it was a grotesque dream.

But the surroundings did revert to his familiar appearance, and Jiang Buhuan rose from the ground, feeling a pain in his chest as he coughed a few times, coughing up chunks of blood from his throat.

Jiang Buhuan stumbled in the direction of the Lu Family. When he reached the door, he heard Lu Qingjiu's anxious voice: "Bai Yuehu, Bai Yuehu, are you all right?

"Nothing." Bai Yuehu's voice was light and airy, like a cloud in the wind that would dissipate in a moment, as he said, "I need to rest, don't disturb me."

"Good, you go and rest." Lu Qingjiu knew Bai Yuehu had been through a bad fight and he was very worried, but there was very little he could do, "I'll prepare food for you to go."

Bai Yuehu did not go to the courtyard this time, but went into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed as soon as he entered, without even changing his blood-stained clothes. Before, no matter what, he would have at least changed out of the bloodied black robe before going to bed.

Jiang Buhuan slowly walked into the room and Lu Qingjiu saw him with blood all over his face, Lu Qingjiu said, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Jiang Buhuan said with difficulty, "Bai Yuehu's injury, is it serious?"

Lu Qingjiu smiled bitterly, "I don't know, I hope it's nothing serious."

Jiang Buhuan said, "I saw him fighting with another dragon."

Lu Qingjiu said, "The other dragon."

Jiang Buhuan said, "Well, what's wrong?"

Lu Qingjiu is a bit torn: "So you saw the prototype of Bai Yuehu"

Jiang Buhuan: "I saw it, why?" He froze.

Lu Qingjiu: "What does it look like?"

Jiang Buhuan: "It's the look of a dragon", he says, a little puzzled.

Lu Qingjiu wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and turned around to make food for Bai Yuehu, his vixen was still injured, although he was curious, he decided that he would study what kind of dragon Bai Yuehu was later.

The author has something to say: Lu Qingjiu: What made you hurt so badly to save Jiang Buhuan, was it love?

Bai Yuehu: No, it's food protection.

Jiang Buhuan: woo woo woo woo woo