CFSMS -Chapter 124 If You Want to Pass, Leave Behind a Jianbing

“Five years ago, your miracle was about to fail, so you used the remainder of your life to bring that miracle down once more.”

Because of that, in the villagers’ memories, five years ago they had merely survived another disaster. Those who remained alive only marveled at their good fortune and never questioned anything.

“Your lifespan is nearly exhausted.”

“And when you die, your soul will scatter completely. You won’t even have the chance to enter reincarnation.”

“Was it worth it?”

He had sacrificed both body and soul just to sustain this ten-year-long miracle.

Such stubborn devotion made Zhang Yue find it hard to believe that he could truly face the end of his life with such peace.

“It was worth it.”

“Of course it was worth it.”

Faced with her doubts, Uncle Xia smiled.

“Many of them are people I watched grow up. My neighbors are among them, my old friends, and even my descendants.”

“Being able to see them for ten more years made me very happy.”

His cloudy eyes shifted slightly. The gray-white veil covering them seemed, in that moment, to gaze back over those ten years gone by.

“I refused to let go before because I didn’t want them to leave this world carrying hatred and pain.”

“But things are different now…”

From his robe, Uncle Xia pulled out a half-eaten jianbing.

Having been left out for two days in the cold weather, it had not spoiled. Leaning closer, one could still smell its lingering fragrance.

He spread the jianbing out before him, the smile on his face growing wider.

“With this, they can go to reincarnation peacefully.”

Ten years ago, that maritime disaster had taken the entire village.

Everyone except him.

Only he had survived.

In the depths of unbearable grief, his body underwent a strange transformation.

He began to see the souls of every person in Little Sea Village.

Their deaths had been far too tragic.

Those who could not swim drowned alive in the seawater.

Those who could swim were crushed beneath collapsed beams, their wails unending.

Husbands gave the higher ground to their wives and were swept away by the waves themselves.

Mothers raised their children high above the water with all their strength, only to succumb to the limits of mortal flesh and sink into the bottomless sea.

Children’s screams echoed throughout the village.

Without their parents’ protection, how could those children survive such towering waves?

They died.

They all died.

In the end, he never even found their bodies.

Those children who used to play and quarrel with him every day.

Those old friends with whom he would pass the time over a game of chess.

His wife.

His son and daughter-in-law.

His granddaughter.

A single tsunami had effortlessly taken everything away.

All that remained were the gathered souls, their resentment growing endlessly.

If this continued, the place would eventually become a land of ghosts. Once the villagers completely lost their sanity and began harming others, he would no longer have any reason to stop outsiders from exterminating them.

So he used his own power to turn Little Sea Village into a dreamlike miracle.

They came back to life.

Over the past ten years, he had asked himself countless times:

Did he regret it?

Every time, the answer was the same.

Even if he became neither human nor ghost, he would never regret it.

He had given a miracle to Little Sea Village.

And now, he had finally received a miracle of his own.

The small jianbing in his hands carried all his hopes.

It could awaken the villagers’ memories from when they were alive.

It could also dispel the hatred and resentment in their hearts.

Come clean.

Leave clean.

How wonderful was that?

“I am the village chief. I did not fail my villagers.”

Those words came straight from Uncle Xia’s heart.

“I will send them off properly. I promise.”

Zhang Yue put away all her probing and bowed deeply to him in respect.

She had dealt with countless humans and ghosts.

Existences like Uncle Xia were extraordinarily rare.

She would do everything in her power to help these souls depart peacefully.

“I have a little donkey, and I never ride it…”

Meanwhile, Lu Wu was already approaching Little Sea Village.

Humming a terribly off-key children’s song, she strolled leisurely toward her stall location.

After yesterday’s matches, only the strongest geniuses remained in the competition.

So Qin Zhan and the others had stayed behind to discuss strategies with their sect members.

Lou Xiaotian had originally wanted to accompany her, but Qin Zhan had dragged him away.

The same Qin Zhan who always shouted “good brothers share hardships together” was absolutely terrified that Lou Xiaotian would get to eat delicious jianbing.

Using shameless methods, he forcibly kept him behind.

Who knew the Heart-Link Lock could be used to tether two grown men together?

As the saying went:

If I can’t have your heart, I’ll have your body.

Just as Lu Wu’s thoughts drifted into the realm of domineering-CEO forced-love novels, Da Huang’s barking snapped her back to reality.

“What’s wrong?”

She patted the big yellow dog on the head.

Both little beasts were staring toward a pitch-black patch of grass.

The path ran beside a small slope. Wild grass grew thick below one side, and the wind rustled through it with a soft shh-shh sound.

The atmosphere was perfect for a horror movie.

“Who’s over there?”

Lu Wu wasn’t worried at all.

She assumed it was one of her unusually creative customers again.

Sure enough, the moment she called out, someone responded.

“Since you found us, don’t blame us for what happens next! Everyone, charge!”

“Listen carefully! I planted this tree, I built this road! If you want to pass through here—”

A crowd suddenly burst out of the grass.

Some even had blades of wild grass stuck in their hair, making them look rather shabby.

They glared at Lu Wu and put on their fiercest expressions, attempting to stage a robbery.

Yes.

This was the plan they had come up with.

“Oh, I know this one.”

Lu Wu immediately interrupted.

“The next line is: Leave behind a little jianbing, right?”

The familiar slogan made her unable to resist stealing the microphone.

“Alright, alright, I know you’re here to buy jianbing. I get it, I get it.”

“Don’t worry. There’s enough for everyone today.”

“We’re all old acquaintances. No need to prepare surprises like this for me.”

“Huohuo, lead everyone into a line.”

“Da Huang, go collect payment.”

“The stall is open!”

With a grand wave of her hand, Lu Wu signaled everyone to follow.

Taking a few quick steps forward, she arrived at the designated spot and set up her stall.

The Night Pearls dispelled the silent darkness.

Bright light illuminated everyone’s faces.

Many looked unfamiliar.

But that was fine.

Her stall welcomed food lovers from every corner of the world.

Following Lu Wu’s arrangements almost unconsciously, the villagers found themselves walking over.

Only after arriving in front of the stall did Hua Li, who was leading the group, remember why they had come.

Not good.

This stall owner could bewitch people’s minds!

Thinking this, he raised his brows and spoke viciously.

“We’re not here to eat jianbing. We’re here to—”

“Oh my, don’t be shy.”

Lu Wu activated her interruption skill once again.

“I know you’re not here to eat jianbing.”

“You’re here to make friends, right?”

Her customers were all drama queens.

As the boss, she had to play along.

“No, really! I’m here to rob you! Hurry up and give me—”

Seeing that they were talking completely past each other and that this little stall owner showed no fear whatsoever, Hua Li grew anxious and protested loudly.

“To rob jianbing, right?”

“I’m already making them. The spatula’s practically smoking. Just wait a moment.”

The title of strongest crowd-control expert unquestionably belonged to Lu Wu.

With one clean cut down the middle, a jianbing was finished.

She handed it directly to Hua Li at the front.

“There, your jianbing is ready.”

“Ten spirit stones. Fixed price.”

She was willing to cooperate with role-playing.

But skipping the bill was absolutely out of the question.

Hua Li, who had never placed an order from beginning to end, stared at the jianbing stuffed into his hands.

It felt surprisingly heavy.

Nobody had warned him that this stall owner’s thought process was this bizarre.

Communication was completely impossible.

That said…

This jianbing smelled amazing.

Should he eat it?

Or not?