CH 59.1
Fantasy Farm
translator: baumkuchen
When the artist said those words, the atmosphere in the room fell to freezing point. But the director still wasnât willing to give up. He said, unyielding, âDidnât you just dream about a cemetery? What if this village doesnât even have a celebrity? This is just us scaring ourselves! Come, two of you come with me, letâs go to the end of the village with me!â
Under the pressure of the directorâs stern gaze, even though everyone there was rather reluctant, two staff members took a step forward.
âNo one is allowed to leave before we come back!â The director said, âIf anyone leaves, Iâll pursue the charge of breach of contract!â
Jiang Buhuan was about to say something, but saw that the director was already turning to leave.
âThis village is too strange.â Wu Ya stood next to Jiang Buhuan and whispered, âWhy in the world did they choose to have the program filmed here?â
Jiang Buhuan said, âI donât knowâ¦â¦â To tell the truth, the director should originally have been a very reliable person, but he didnât know why, after entering this village, the personâs attitude had become very strange, just likeâ¦â¦ heâd become a different person.
The director walked along the winding village path and soon reached the end of the village, the place the artist had described.
However, the closer they got to that place, the more uneasy their mood became, because the surroundings were exactly as the artist had described them. They even saw the mill placed at the village entrance.
âDirector Yan, are we really going to keep going?â One of the people who had come with the director was already a little scared now. In a trembling voice, he said, âI feel like thereâs something really wrong about this village.â
The director didnât speak, continuing to move forward with a dark expression on his face. After leaving the village, there was only one small path outside, so there was no need to fear getting lost. However, the surrounding environment was becoming more and more desolate, and the strong sense of unfamiliarity was becoming worse and worse.
Finally, after passing a sparse grove, a desolate cemetery entered their field of view. The graves were densely distributed on the small hillside. Before some graves were even left offerings and incense sticks, exactly as the artist had described it.
The two who had come with the director froze in place, not daring to move forward any longer. However, when the director saw this, he wasnât scared, rather, he burst into swears, saying that that group of artists were all cowards, getting scared and running after just one night from a dream.
The two people behind him met gazes. In each otherâs eyes, they both saw fear. The directorâs state seemed incredibly off. The director was actually very good-tempered, and usually wouldnât scold people. Comparing him to the person spewing out swears nonstop before them, inexplicably made their hairs stand on end.
The slightly more timid one couldnât take it any longer. He spoke up, âDirector Yan, letâs go back.â
Director Yan gave him a cold stare. âGo back?â
That person said in a trembling voice, âYeah, isnât this a cemetery? That means that Xiao Hong was telling the truthâ¦â¦ There really is something wrong with this village.â
Director Yan let out a strange smile. âWhere do you want to go back to?â
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Even though they found Director Yanâs response a little strange, the two didnât think too much about it, just wanting to leave this strange village as soon as possible. The strange occurrences happening in this village one after another had made them feel extremely uncomfortable. Even though they hadnât really encountered anything as of yet, they didnât want to stay here any longer.
The three left the cemetery and hurried back to the Liu home.
When Lu Qingjiu came out of his house, he just so happened to see the three of them hurrying off, lacking any of the calm from yesterday.
âWhat happened to them?â Lu Qingjiu asked, curious, âThey didnât really run into anything strange yesterday night, did they?â
Bai Yuehu was standing next to Lu Qingjiu, in his hands still grasped a hoe. He hmph-ed, clearly still very much against that group of people. That is to say, that group of utterly ignorant humans who dared to touch his crops. If they had been a group of non-humans, they might even have appeared on last nightâs dinner plates.
Seeing Bai Yuehuâs expression, Lu Qingjiu couldnât help but laugh. âI already met with them yesterday, they probably wonât touch your crops again.â
Bai Yuehu said, âAs if theyâd dare!â
Today, Lu Qingjiu was specially accompanying Bai Yuehu to the fields, afraid that that group of people wouldnât listen to his warnings and touch Bai Yuehuâs crops again. If that time came, when the fox spirit flared up, he wouldnât be able to stop him if he tried. If Bai Yuehu really were to run off and eat that group of people, it would probably result in a lot of trouble for them.
The crops Bai Yuehu planted all grew at an extremely impressive rate. The field next to theirs was still filled with green sprouts, while his familyâs tomatoes had already fruited.
When Bai Yuehu arrived at the field, he wasnât in a hurry to go over to his crops, rather, first sweeping his gaze over his field. In the beginning, Lu Qingjiu thought he was looking for something, but after taking a closer look, he realised Bai Yuehu was quietly counting out loudââ He was actually counting the number of tomatoes in his field!
Dumbfounded, Lu Qingjiu couldnât help but laugh. He had even been wondering about how heâd noticed those people picking his vegetables so easily yesterday, since they hadnât picked that many. He hadnât thought that Bai Yuehu would actually remember how many of each vegetable there was growing in his field
Lu Qingjiu couldnât help but want to tease him. âHow many tomatoes are there?â
Bai Yuehu, âAre you asking about the ones that have ripened or all those that have budded?â
Lu Qingjiu said, âRipened.â
Bai Yuehu said, âTwo hundred and forty two.â After saying this, he immediately added unhappily, âYesterday, there were two hundred and fifty four.â In the end, that group had picked twelve of them, hmph.
Seeing Bai Yuehuâs expression, Lu Qingjiu finally couldnât hold back any more, and began to laugh. He really felt like this petty Bai Yuehu was extremely cute, so cute that it made him want to touch Bai Yuehuâs fluffy white ears.
Bai Yuehu was bewildered by Lu Qingjiuâs laughter. He frowned slightly. âWhat are you laughing at?â
âIâm laughing at how cute you are,â Lu Qingjiu said.
âCute? How am I cute?â Bai Yuehu didnât understand how Lu Qingjiu felt.
âThis is my first time seeing someone actually remember the number of crops theyâre growing,â Lu Qingjiu said, smiling, âItâs really very cute.â
Bai Yuehu said, âAll of my kind have to remember.â He said this as if this went without saying. âOtherwise, how will you know if theyâre stolen?â
Lu Qingjiu, âHahahahaha.â
However, today, that group hadnât touched any more of Bai Yuehuâs vegetables. Lu Qingjiu let out a sigh of relief. Actually, he hadnât known if the program crew would listen to his advice. If they had really angered the Bai Yuehu who was extremely protective of his food, he would have had to think of a way to disperse Bai Yuehuâs anger.
âIs there anything you need me to do?â It had been a long time since Lu Qingjiu had last been to his familyâs field. Usually, it was only Bai Yuehu who serviced the crops. He rolled up his sleeves, planning on helping Bai Yuehu out a little, but saw Bai Yuehu wave a hand at him, saying, âYou should go back.â
âAh?â Lu Qingjiu was stunned for a moment.
âGo make lunch,â Bai Yuehu said, âThereâs nothing you need to do here at the fields.â As he said this, he raised his hoe in a natural movement, ready to start working.
It had to be said, there was something very disconcerting about seeing Bai Yuehu, with that outrageously gorgeous face of his, carrying a hoe. But this kind of disconcert didnât make one feel discomfited, rather, it made Lu Qingjiuâs smile involuntarily become even brighter.
When he returned to the courtyard, Yin Xun stared at Lu Qingjiu suspiciously and asked why he had such a benevolent smile on his face, it made him look just like an aged father whose son had gotten into university.
Hearing this, Lu Qingjiu looked at Yin Xun. âDo you think you could get into university?â
Yin Xun, ââ¦â¦I donât think thatâs possible.â
Lu Qingjiu, âAi, if you were able to get into university, then maybe my smile would have been brighter.â
Yin Xun, ââ¦â¦â He felt like there was something not quite right about that.
Lu Qingjiu had originally thought that it would take a few days for the program crew to decide to leave. He hadnât expected them to be this efficient, by that afternoon, he heard the sound of a car starting up. Looking out the door, he actually saw that theyâd already packed up their stuff and were ready to leave.
That celebrity who theyâd seen before was standing by the side, wearing sunglasses and talking to someone on the phone with an ugly expression on his face. He seemed to notice Lu Qingjiu, his expression stiffening slightly before he directly hung up the phone and started walking over towards Lu Qingjiu.
He walked over to Lu Qingjiuâs door and pulled off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of extremely tired eyes. âHello.â
âHello.â Lu Qingjiu felt like since they could actually listen to advice, they could still be saved, so his attitude was a little better than before.
âWeâre going to leave right away,â Jiang Buhuan said, âWeâre very sorry for disturbing you before.â
âItâs nothing,â Lu Qingjiu said, âIn the future, you guys should prepare a bit before trying to film such programs, at least notify the villagers beforehand.â
âEn,â Jiang Buhuan said, âThis time is indeed irregularâ¦â¦ However, can I ask why you actually pay attention to us?â Practically everyone in this village actively avoided them upon spotting them. Even if they went right up to them and asked a question, all they would receive in return was cold and wary stares. Only Lu Qingjiu had lended them some rice, and even kindly came up to them to give them a warning, but they had very rudely picked vegetables from his field in return. Thinking about it like this, Jiang Buhuan felt like his actions had been a little too much.
âOh, that might be because I came back here from the city,â Lu Qingjiu said, âThis village is really distrusting of strangers. If you want to film a program, youâd be better off going somewhere else.â
âYeah, why did they choose a place like this?â Jiang Buhuan turned and glanced at the director, then muttered, âIt really is very strange, and furthermore, we all had nightmares yesterday night.â
âNightmares?â Lu Qingjiu asked, âWhat did you dream of?â
Just as Jiang Buhuan was about to reply, his manager walked over and told him that his team was about to leave. Seeing this, Jiang Buhuan could only show a regretful expression on his face, and say, âIf itâs possible, letâs swap WeChat numbers, Iâll tell you more about it on WeChat.â
Lu Qingjiu readily agreed. He was very curious about what Jiang Buhuan had dreamt of.
With the equipment loaded, the group of cars slowly made their way out of Shuifu village. Lu Qingjiu saw Jiang Buhuan send a message, describing his dream from last night.
As Lu Qingjiu read Jiang Buhuanâs description of his dream, he thought of his own dream. In the dream heâd caught using the dreamcatcher, he too had heard a loud sound of water, as well as the howl of a beast. Could there be a connection between those two dreamsâ¦â¦ Lu Qingjiu thought with a frown.
But even if he thought that, he clearly couldnât think of the answer. Checking the time, Lu Qingjiu found that it was almost 12 oâ clock, he hadnât even finished making lunch. He couldnât let his familyâs Yin Xun and Bai Yuehu go hungry.