Chapter 77 77. You Fang
  The sound of reeds was noisy around him, but Chen Xiangyin did not raise his voice deliberately and replied: "Chen Xiangyin, Gu Yunshi's friend."

Ah Jin took the opportunity to sit next to Chen Xiangyin and handed over the wine bottle in his hand: "Are you coming to join the tour?"

Chen Xiangyin didn't answer, but nodded and shook his head: "I'll accompany Huniu."

When mentioning Huniu, Ah Jin lowered his head a little and spoke a few words in Miao dialect. Chen Xiangyin didn't understand, but judging from his tone, it was probably not a good word.

Ajin smiled bitterly and said, "I really can't understand why Fengdie is so stubborn, and Gu Yunshi doesn't like her."

Swallowtail, the name of Huniu.

"Do you like Swallowtail?"

Ah Jin hummed.

"Then you are also stubborn, whether you like people who don't like you or not."

Ah Jin suddenly laughed a few times: "That's right. The only thing in Fengdie's eyes is Gu Yunshi, and the only one in my eyes is Fengdie, so it's just me, wasting such a beautiful night."

Chen Xiang pointed to the lively crowd: "Why don't you get to know there are so many people?"

"I'm not here to get to know you." Ah Jin said it openly and sincerely, without covering up at all.

Chen Xiangyin turned to look at him, "I have a sweetheart." She made random remarks to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"I saw it. Is it that handsome guy? He's tall." Ah Jin didn't pay much attention.

Chen Xiangyin did not deny it and started another conversation: "Your village has very good feng shui. Do you often produce generals?"

"No, since I can remember, very few people in the village have gone out."

This is strange.

She couldn't be wrong about the Feng Shui of Dragon Veins.

Ajin added: "Maybe it's because this place is too closed."

He stood up and took two Miao cakes from the food tray in front, and handed one to Chen Xiangyin, "We rarely communicate with the outside world here. Many people have never left the village in their lives."

Chen Xiangyin took a bite of the Miao cake. The texture of the glutinous rice was soft and glutinous, with the sweet taste of sweet potato. It was soft and sweet.

Seeing that she ignored him, Ah Jin said, "There's nothing wrong with living in poverty and enjoying life. For example, I, gathering herbs and hunting, have long been part of this mountain!"

He was extremely proud and sincere when he said this.

"I think your place is pretty good." Chen Xiangyin stuffed all the remaining Miao cakes into his mouth and continued, "Choose what you like and love what you choose."

Ah Jin laughed and said: "I am destined to live here for the rest of my life, and every day is not enough! How about this Miao Gao? My grandma made it!"

"It's delicious." Chen Xiangyin said.

Ah Jin then said, "Just order the sour wine we brewed. It tastes great when paired with it!"

"How should I drink?" Chen Xiang pointed to his wine bottle.

"Oh, I forgot that you Han people are very conservative." Ah Jin stood up and went to the forest behind to break off a leaf and bring it back. The clear wine juice was poured on it and formed into big drops.

Agarwood took it and took a small sip. It was sour and sweet, very refreshing.

Ah Jin was a little embarrassed to say, "Um, can you give me your veil? When I go home in the evening, my mother and father will complain about me when they see that I didn't bring the girl's veil back."

Chen Xiangyin felt it didn't matter and handed him the handkerchief directly.

Just after handing it over, the hairs on my arms stood up, feeling the familiar pressure and burning feeling.

Chen Xiangyin looked forward. He was standing in the darkness, unable to see his face clearly. He walked towards her step by step. He was obviously a single person, but he seemed to be carrying billowing dark clouds.

Isn't he guarding the village?

When they got closer, He Chongtian looked down at the agarwood and said, "Have you drunk it?" Ah Jin said enthusiastically, "Hello, brother! My name is Ah Jin, and this is the sour brew made by my grandmother..." He said before he finished speaking. Take back the hand that handed you the wine bottle.

Because He Chongtian never looked at him, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Chen Xiang asked: "You are not guarding the village, what happened?"

He Chongtian tensed his jaw: "Gu Yunshi's grandfather hasn't come back yet."

Ah Jin explained: "That's why. His grandfather is the Shennong of our village! He has a hut in the mountains, and occasionally he lives in the mountains without coming back! Don't worry."

Chen Xiangyin had a bad feeling in her heart. It was fine in the past, but now she is really worried.

Chen Xiangyin stood up: "Call Gu Yunshi, let's go look for him together."

He snorted to the sky: "You stay here and continue, it's enough for us to go."

"What do you mean?" Chen Xiangyin sounded dissatisfied, but after thinking about it carefully, he was not sure whether something really happened to Gu Yunshi's grandfather, so it would be better to leave him alone here.

"Then you go and come back quickly. We'll see you in the village."

He Chongtian quickly looked away, and a sarcastic smile flashed across his lips.

Soon, he and Gu Yunshi ran over in a panic, followed by Huniu who didn't know what was going on.

When Huniu saw Ah Jin and Shen Xiangyin, she covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Brother Ah Jin! You?! Did you receive the handkerchief from Sister Shen?! Ah!!"

Ah Jingang wanted to explain something, but he met He's dark pupils, which were so sharp that they seemed to pierce him.

Chen Xiang frowned: "It's not what you think! Hurry up and find Yun Shi's grandfather! Don't delay any longer!"

He Chongtian nodded meaningfully a few times and looked at Chen Xiangyin, with a restrained alienation on his face.

He turned around and walked away simply.

Chen Xiangyin was a little irritated and took out a cigarette from her pocket. Just as she took out one and put it between her hands to light it, her wrist was suddenly pinched tightly by the invading big hand, and the next second she was pulled up forcefully.

Crane Soaring to the Sky is back!
  Relying on the length of his hand, he took the handkerchief pinned to Jin's clothes with his other hand, rubbed it randomly in his hand, lowered his arm and threw it upwards with all his strength, throwing the cloth in a beautiful parabola.

Throwing it into the bonfire, it lit up a more prosperous fire, and the butterfly flowers and grass embroidered on it quickly became black and rotten.

Chen Xiangyin pushed him: "What the hell are you crazy about?!"

"Let's go together." There was no room for negotiation. He Chongtian grabbed Chen Xiangyin's forearm and pulled her to catch up with Gu Yunshi and the others.

He couldn't explain the inexplicable jealousy in his heart. He couldn't suppress it and could only let it burn.

"Let go!" Chen Xiang used force to throw away his hand and scolded him: "Are you sick?"

The aura around He Chongtian became darker and heavier. It was not the first day he met her. She was free and unorganized.

He had always believed that she was a wanton person.

I also made it clear to her not to cross the line again, and she did so.

Why can't you see her chatting and laughing with other men?

He needed to say something and do something to vent this unknown anger, but what he blurted out was: "Agarwood Yin, just flirt with someone who doesn't know who you are, what do you mean?"

Chen Xiangyin was pulled and pulled inexplicably for a long time, and now that he heard this again, he became even more angry.

Why does it sound like giving her charity? He chuckled and asked, "You care about me?"

He Chongtian lowered his voice, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards him, leaned over her ear, and said in a sinister tone: "Never mind."

Chen Xiang exasperatedly smiled: "Then I will also tell you clearly that you have nothing to do with it."

(End of this chapter)

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