The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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Xiji recalled, still a little scared, "I dreamed of a group of hanged people in the woods by the road. They were floating in the woods in tattered clothes, looking like a group of homeless souls."

Hearing him say this, the Night King did not laugh at him, but said casually: It's just a dream.

Hearing the Night King's still calm voice, the uncomfortable feeling that had been weighing on Xiji's heart suddenly dissipated a lot. He turned his head to look at the Night King and revealed a shy smile. "You are right, sir. It was just a dream."

Mr. Guo watched their interaction from the side and was silent for a long time. Finally, he let out a long sigh in his heart. He had a bad feeling.

The young general looked at his soldiers, not caring about the county magistrate standing next to him, and said in a cold voice: Are you saying that there is no clue at all in this city?

The soldier who came to report looked at his superior and said respectfully: "Yes." We searched the city according to the orders of the adults, but we still couldn't find the person the adults wanted to catch.

Upon hearing this, the young general threw the cup in his hand to the ground, watched it break into pieces, and said viciously: "After all, we let them get away."

He closed his eyes and was silent for a while. After his fluctuating emotions finally subsided, he opened his eyes again, looked at the county magistrate standing next to him, and said politely: I have a humble request.

They had a smooth journey along the way, encountering neither pursuers nor robbers, which made Xiji, who had been living in fear, feel relieved.

In such a joyful mood, even if the time on the road is tight, Xiji will still find ways to make some delicious food, which is the only fun thing on the boring journey.

Sir, how long will it take us to get there? Xiji had been sitting in the carriage for so long that he almost felt like his butt was not his own. He leaned against the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, which looked like a bunch of dried cabbage, and asked dryly.

The Night King glanced at Xiji, who looked listless, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: I don't know.

Hearing what the Night King said, Xiji sighed silently and said nothing more. He missed the means of transportation in his original world to the extreme. Things that he used to take for granted were like artifacts in this world!

Chapter 76: Pursuit

In this seemingly endless journey, apart from the initial excitement, Xiji gradually felt bored from riding in a carriage every day. In order to divert his attention, he focused most of his time on making food.

During the trip, whenever it was time to cook, Xiji would try his best to use the existing ingredients to make delicious meals for everyone. This behavior made everyone's already good impression of him even better.

Sir, there is a place for rest ahead. When Xiji was drowsy, the voice of the man in white shirt came from outside the carriage. Hearing him say that they would soon set up camp and prepare for dinner, Xiji woke up reflexively.

The Night King who was standing next to him saw Xiji dozing off with his head nodding. The moment he heard the sound coming from outside the carriage, he dozed off with a great force, then suddenly woke up, and opened his eyes with a look of fear on his face.

The Night King looked at Xiji, who was frightened and didn't know what had happened, frowned, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but say that he should lie down next time he slept in the car.