The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

On the southwest border, Rerang City is three thousand kilometers away from Qingshan City.

The early morning sun was scorching like a fireball.

The agarwood was wrapped in a sticky layer, and the sweat slid down the cheeks, dripping on the dry land, and evaporated instantly.

The thin young man wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat next to him kept picking up his vest to create airflow.

Across the hot air, the minibus came. Agarwood picked up the large and small plastic bags at her feet and got on the bus.

In the bag are the incense candles, gold paper, and paper clothes she just bought.

Where Chen Xiangyin is hiding now, there are almost no Han people, and no one celebrates Qingming Festival.

If you want to buy commemorative supplies, you can only take the minibus that runs once a day into the city.

When getting into the car, Chen Xiangyin held on to the sun-faded car door.

It's so hot, take your hand back immediately.

The driver was impressed by her and nodded hello with a sympathetic smile on his face.

Chen Xiangyin nodded and smiled, walked to the window seat in the last row and sat down. She got off at Zanmengzhai, the terminal.

The car started, and Chen Xiangyin pushed open the window, letting the occasional cool breeze blow in, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the window is a lush tropical scene. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and shines on the ground, forming mottled light and shadow.

A year ago, she fell into the Qingluo River and died. She woke up again in a mountain forest.

It was Xuan Guo who turned into a tiger and dragged her ashore across the river.

It was also at that moment that Xuan Guo broke through the three tails.

The fire of karma was wiped out, and Chen Xiangyin sensed the slightest breath of greed for gold, so he and Xuan Guo walked through the forest and water, and ran all the way to the inaccessible southwest border.

At that time, there was a fierce battle and he refused to die. Agarwood caused damage to his soul. After he came back from the dead, his mind and consciousness were severely damaged.

Chen Xiangyin fled with all his heart and hid in a small village called Zanmeng Village.

Thinking about when the soul is restored, we can look for traces of Li Daoguang again, or wait here quietly, greedy for money.

In the noisy carriage, the passengers were all villagers from nearby villages, chatting and laughing mixed with the driver’s shouts, making it very lively.

Most of the local people wear their own national clothes, and at first glance, the colors are rich and bright.

Chen Xiangyin glanced at it, his expression suddenly changed, he frowned, and his eyes fell back to the thin man standing in the middle of the crowded carriage.

The man is in his early fifties, with dark skin and deep wrinkles. His loose clothes cannot hide his thin outline.

His eyes wandered around, his hands moving lightly through the crowded crowd of passengers, touching unsuspecting pockets and bags.

Chen Xiang pulled Xuan Guo's clothes and signaled with his eyes.

Xuan Guo understood and nodded.

This year, he got used to the changes in Agarwood and experienced similar things frequently.

Chen Xiangyin didn't know what he had figured out. Justice was unreasonable, and when the road was uneven, he would definitely draw his sword to help.

If you don't do one good deed every day, you have to walk around the streets to see whose scale is missing a pound or two.

The two quickly approached the thief. Chen Xiangyin quickly caught the man stealing and took back the loot in his hands.

Xuanguo grabbed the thief's wrist forcefully to prevent him from escaping.

People around here are in trouble. This is the border between China and Laos, and the public security has always been bad.

Xuanguo restrained him with one hand and shook out the stolen goods from his bag with the other hand.

Chen Xiangyin said in a calm tone, "Everyone, take care of your belongings." After saying that, he went to the minibus driver and said, "Please stop at the police station ahead."

The driver pursed his lips and looked back at the thief, catching the fear and anger flashing in his eyes.

"Just get out of the car and forget it."

The aunt next to me also echoed: "Yes, girl, you discovered it in time, and we all lost nothing. This kind of person is not so easy to reform, and it is easy to retaliate."

Chen Xiang frowned and looked at the thief.

He was staring at him fiercely, his eyes indeed full of revenge.

Chen Xiangyin unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, "My brother is one against a hundred. If you want revenge, just come."

……

It was noon when we returned to Zanmeng Village.

After preparing the commemorative dishes and folding the gold ingots, it was already dark.

Chen Xiangyin lived in an abandoned bamboo house. After cleaning it up, he lived very comfortably.

There is a banana tree planted in the yard, and the wind blows it with a slightly refreshing and sour sweet fragrance.

Agarwood is organizing memorial items under the banana tree.

"Xuanguo, I always felt there was something weird about that person just now. Did you notice it?"

Xuan Guo brought the dishes over and pondered for a moment with his dark eyes: "There is some evil aura, but for people with extremely evil intentions, it is normal to have evil aura."

Chen Xiangyin didn't think any more, squatted down, carefully spread out the paper money, and lit a corner.

The fire slowly spread, illuminating her face with bright orange flames.

As the smoke filled the air, her thoughts rose into the air.

The leaves swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

Agarwood's thoughts drifted into the distance, thinking of Du Hongqiu, Shen Yueying, Biluo Ancient Town... and... Crane Towering into the Sky.

There were three pieces of paper money. When the third piece of paper money was half burned, a staggering figure entered the yard.

Chen Xiangyin pulled back from her thoughts and looked at the person who came. It was Grandma Naping. She had gray hair and was over seventy years old.

In Zanmeng Village, Chen Xiangyin interacted with her the most. No one lived in this dilapidated bamboo house, and she also informed him.

"Why are you here?" Chen Xiangyin asked, pouring a glass of wine and pouring it next to the flame.

Grandma Naping sat on a low stool under the banana tree: "You must help me this time!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Xiang raised his face.

"My grandson is coming back to see me."

Grandma Naping has a grandson. After her son and daughter-in-law went out to work and there was no news, her grandson was her only relative.

Four years ago, I went to another province to attend university. In order to save travel expenses, I never came back.

Chen Xiangyin's face darkened slightly: "How can I help you?"

"Whether it's Reliang or Zanmeng, things have changed a lot in the past few years. You go to Reliang Bus Station to pick him up the day after tomorrow. Don't let him find his way home." Grandma Naping's eyes flickered with anticipation. The tone is brisk.

"Okay." Chen Xiangyin said thoughtfully.

"Also, he likes the beef squid that I make the most. He must not have eaten it for several years. I... It's really inconvenient. Can you cook him a meal as I asked?"

"Okay." Chen Xiang nodded in agreement, and then said, "Then after you meet your grandson, will you be willing to reincarnate?"

Grandma Naping's smile froze and she became sad, "Okay..."

"Although I can't bear to let you go, it's okay for you to be delayed like this." Chen Xiang persuaded, adding incense and candles to the third paper money, which was burned to Grandma Naping.

Grandma Naping took a deep breath of the incense smoke and said, "I can't worry about Ah Wei. Only when I see that he is doing well can I leave with peace of mind."

In the yard, Chen Xiangyin and Na Ping chatted wordlessly.

The woman outside the courtyard stopped and looked under the banana tree, only to see Agarwood Yin talking to herself.

She shook her head and said helplessly: "What a pity for this beautiful face."

Chenxiang's ears were alert, and he suddenly turned his head and took a deep look at her, "Lin Damai, do you have anything to do with me?"

Her yard is remote and people from the village will not pass by. Since they are here, they must be looking for her for something.

Lindai was delighted and entered the courtyard. Chen Xiangyin greeted Grandma Naping, "Go back. I will pick up your grandson on time."

"Who are you talking to?" Lindai approached with an awkward expression.

"Follow me brother." Chen Xiang pointed to Xuan Guo, who was lying on a rocking chair enjoying the coolness a few meters away.

"Yes." Xuan Guo straightened up half of his body and lay down again.

Lin Damai sat in the seat where Grandma Naping had been sitting just now and looked around the yard. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really asked you to clean up this house, but it's a pity that it's a bit spooky and not manly."

That's right, she's here to introduce someone to her.