usatvline Chapter 430
Chapter 430
"That must be what everyone thinks. I've done a lot of things in the past, which is why everyone thinks they're not as brave as me."
"I see. Then tell me, what have you done?"
Ling Yanyan asked with a smile.
I also became somewhat curious about Zhang Dadan's affairs.
"Something that happened recently is that I've slept in a cemetery before, and in the middle of the night no less. How about that? Pretty amazing, right?"
Zhang Dadan said smugly, clearly this matter had become his bragging point.
In the past, Zhang Dadan had told this story to many of his guests, and they all admired him greatly after hearing it.
Zhang Dadan assumed that Ling Yanyan would behave the same way, since just because Ling Yanyan looked handsome didn't mean he was brave.
Few people are brave enough to sleep on a grave mound in the middle of the night.
Who can compare to him?
Ling Yanyan gazed intently at his forehead, smiling without saying a word, showing no sign of surprise.
Zhang Dadan was slightly annoyed by his indifference and tried to justify himself.
"I'm not lying. If you don't believe me, go ask around. I even kicked over the tombstone after I woke up. Lots of people saw it."
Ling Yanyan hummed in agreement. Stealing a dead person's sleeping spot and kicking the tombstone—no wonder...
He sighed softly, seemingly agreeing with him, but actually trying to get information out of him.
"Why would you go and sleep in a cemetery? What were you thinking? You're just asking for bad luck."
Seeing that he was interested, Zhang Dadan chuckled and pulled even harder.
"I lost a bet with some brothers and we didn't have much money, so we went to sleep in the cemetery for the night."
"Three people lost, and I was the only one who dared to go. They're all cowards!"
He was quite proud, Ling Yanyan thought to himself.
Zhang Dadan isn't a bad person; he's just a bit of a braggart, but he's actually quite kind.
Helping someone like that is a good deed in itself.
Ling Yanyan shifted to a more comfortable position and continued chatting with him.
"After you went back, did you have nightmares frequently for a while?"
Zhang Dadan was surprised, stopped abruptly, and slammed on the brakes, almost sending Ling Yanyan flying.
Watch your step, don't tip over.
Zhang Dadan smiled sheepishly and continued on his way, still managing to answer him.
"How did you know? I haven't been sleeping well these past few days. I don't even have the strength to pull the cart. When I wake up, I feel like I've been busy all day, and my whole body aches."
"You could even guess that? Do you have any good ideas? Even the doctors in town are helpless."
He poured out his grievances, and Ling Yanyan carefully examined his brows and, considering what he said, chuckled softly.
"Of course they can't do anything. You're possessed by an evil spirit, not sick. Medicine won't help!"
Ling Yanyan tapped on the carriage shaft to signal him to stop.
He was afraid that Zhang Dadan would be too surprised by what he said next, so he threw him off again.
Ling Yanyan tapped his forehead and said bluntly, "Your forehead is dark and reddish. If this matter drags on any longer, it will be fatal."
"These nightmares are just a warning; who knows when that thing will lose patience..."
Zhang Dadan chuckled dryly, a few beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead; he was already panicking.
We've already made those boastful claims; if we back down now, we'll lose face big time.
"It's not as scary as you say, I'm perfectly fine."
Under Ling Yanyan's mischievous gaze, Zhang Dadan's voice grew softer and softer.
He himself felt that he had done many reckless things in the past, but this time was obviously different.
Sometimes he would feel like someone was watching him, though the feeling was vague and indistinct.
"So what dream did you have? Do you remember it?"
Zhang Dadan swallowed hard, not daring to lie, and told the truth.
"I dreamt that I was being chased, but I couldn't see the other person's face clearly. They were just wearing clothes that we don't usually wear."
As he finished speaking, it seemed as if the air around him had grown colder.
“At first he couldn’t catch me, but then he got closer and closer. Last time he almost caught me.”
Ling Yanyan's expression gradually became serious; it seemed to be happening faster than he had imagined.
"Be careful lately. The darkening of your forehead is one thing, but your lower forehead is suppressing your luck. When a person's energy is low, they are more likely to attract evil spirits."