On the last day of the tournament, the last person left was a shiny young man.

As soon as he entered the ring, he laughed first, "Hey, she is a little beauty."

"I'm Bai Xu, senior sister, please give me your advice."

Someone on the field shouted: "Senior sister, beat this bastard to death. He is taking advantage of the competition to take advantage of the female disciple."

When Sang Mo heard this, a look of disgust appeared on his face.

Bai Xu touched his nose and smiled, "Hey, hey, senior sister, don't listen to their nonsense, they are just jealous that I can compete with senior sister on the same stage."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of curses on the field.

"Fuck! This kid is so shameless!"

"Brothers, go meet him after the game ends!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"..."

Just as the referee struck the gong, Sang Mo hit him, "Junior brother, they asked me to beat you to death!"

Bai Xu backed away, "Okay! If you die under peonies, you can be a ghost. It's an honor for me to be beaten to death by my senior sister."

"Ah~, senior sister, why are you hitting someone else?"

Sang Mo just slapped him in the face, and he looked happy.

The audience suddenly heard the sound of disgust.

After that, every time Sang Mo hit him, he would show an expression of extreme enjoyment and make imaginative sounds.

Sang Mo's face was dark the whole time, and even the referee on the side had goosebumps all over his body, but he didn't commit a foul.

After half an hour, Sang Mo couldn't bear it anymore and gave up with a disgusted look on his face.

"Senior sister, why are you leaving? How can I live without you, senior sister~"

Bai Xu was still fussing at Sang Mo.

Suddenly, more than a dozen or 20 rough guys with sledgehammers jumped out of the audience.

"You... what are you going to do?"

"..."

"Referee! We're going to kill someone!"

The elder referee pretended not to see it and walked away minding his own business with his hands behind his back.

Logically speaking, the disciple who wins the final victory should go to the altar and beat the square drum to announce it to the world.

But Bai Xu was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and he was lame when walking. It was really unsightly for him to play the drum, so everyone recommended Sang Mo to the stage.

Sang Mo didn't bother to go on stage, so in the end, the person who played the drum became Chishuihuang.

The square drum was as tall as two people, and the drum hammer was as thick as an arm. Chi Shuihuang waved his arms, and the drum beat rhythmically, announcing that the martial arts tournament was over.

Sang Mo stood in the crowd and yawned boredly. Bai Mucheng suddenly stepped forward and took her arm.

Sang Mo was startled, and then he was relieved when he turned around and saw Bai Mucheng, "Why is it you?"

Bai Mucheng rested her head on Sang Mo's shoulder, "Why can't it be me? Where is the duck team we promised? Why are they missing?"

When she said this, Sang Mo remembered it. She took out the certificate and handed it to Bai Mucheng.

"Isn't this coming?"

Ever since, after the conference ended, ducks quacked one after another on the field.Bai Mucheng held a whip in hand to urge the lagging duck forward.

Sang Mo and Chishui Huang looked on with their arms folded.

"Mu Cheng seems a little different." Sang Mo murmured.

"What's different?" Chishuihuang asked after hearing this.

Sang Mo shook his head, "Don't tell Mucheng about this yet."

The days that followed were orderly and the New Year was here in the blink of an eye.

Changli Mountain allows its disciples to take leave and go home to celebrate the New Year.

All the peaks suddenly became much empty.

No one even grabbed the food in the cafeteria.

During the meal that day, Chishuihuang murmured for a long time, and finally blushed, lowered his head and asked Sang Mo if he wanted to go to his house to celebrate the New Year.

"It's mainly because my parents and brother want to meet you."

Sang Mo took a bite of the bun, "Huh? What did they do to see me?" "It's just..., it's just..." Chi Shuihuang was speechless for a long time.

Bai Mucheng was the first to say, "You just want to meet your future daughter-in-law and future siblings?"

As soon as these words came out, Chi Shuihuang almost stuffed his head under the table.

Sang Mo used to like to see handsome men shy.

Especially Shen Yanqing, he was shy and would straighten his back, turning his face sideways and not daring to look at people. The blush spread from his neck to his earlobes, and he couldn't help but want to be teased.

Perhaps because he was used to seeing Shen Yanqing's charming shyness and Chi Shuihuang's head buried like a big bear, Sang Mo was a little bit uninterested.

"Meeting my daughter-in-law, meeting my siblings? Did I promise anything?"

Bai Mucheng laughed when she heard this. She nudged Chi Shuihuang with her elbow, who was burying his head in shyness. "That's right! I'm a pure and innocent young lady. You can't ruin her reputation."

"No!" Chi Shuihuang raised his head when he heard the words, "I didn't say nonsense, it was you who said it, Senior Sister Bai!"

"I'm afraid that senior sister will be alone during the Chinese New Year..." Chi Shuihuang said and his voice trailed off.

Sang Mo suddenly thought of Father Su and the dead Su Qianqian.

Bai Mucheng also stopped laughing.

"I still have my master!" Sang Mo said, "When I leave, my master will be alone."

Bai Mucheng also reacted quickly, "What are you talking about? Do you think I'm dead? Am I not a human being?"

Chi Shuihuang left in the afternoon.

At dinner time, there were fewer people in the canteen.

When Sang Mo went to get food, he found that only one aunt was busy.

When she saw Sang Mo, she suddenly said, "Girl, can you do me a favor?"

Sang Mo nodded and put down the rice plate.

The aunt was overjoyed when she saw this, and took Sang Mo to the well where the vegetables were washed in the kitchen.

"Girl, I'm really scared. Can you stay with me while I fetch some buckets of water?"

Sang Mo thought the aunt was asking her to fetch water, but she didn't expect that she wanted to accompany her.

She was a little curious. Seeing that Auntie didn't look like a timid person, what was it that made her afraid of being like this?

Just when she was about to ask, the aunt just threw the bucket down and heard a "crash".

Suddenly, the sound of "dong dong" stones hitting the well wall was heard in the well.

The aunt trembled all over and pulled the bucket up several times.

The "dong dong" sound continued.

Sang Mo walked over and looked into the well. There was nothing at the bottom of the well.

She took the bucket from the aunt's hand and fetched a bucket of water herself. There was nothing wrong with it.

The aunt will continue to beat me.

Sang Mo raised his hand to hold her down.

After about a quarter of an hour, the thumping sound at the bottom of the well suddenly stopped.

Sang Mo threw the bucket down again, and with a "crash" sound, the weird thumping sound sounded again.

Sang Mo frowned in surprise.

She told her aunt not to show off, stretched out her arms, and climbed down the well wall.

There is nothing strange down there.

I don't know what's going on in the water.

Helplessly, Sang Mo climbed up again.

The aunt felt worried and asked Sang Mo in a low voice, "Girl, is there something down there?"

Sang Mo shook his head and asked his aunt, "How long has this sound lasted?"

The aunt said: "It has been for a while. It started ringing before the martial arts competition. There were many people at that time, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"Now that I'm alone, I feel so scared."

Sang Mo patted her back and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, aunt. This is Changli Mountain. There will be no ghosts. If you encounter danger, remember to shout and everyone will come to help."

The aunt nodded and took advantage of Sang Mo to fetch a dozen more buckets of water.

(End of this chapter)

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