Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei blinked but did not respond directly.

The carriage moved slowly, passed the city gate, and headed towards Wenyang City.

"Awei," Xie Yongxuan's voice rang out from outside the car curtain, "Do you want to go to Tingfeng Teahouse for tea? We finally made it here."

Xie Yongwei blinked. Tingfeng Teahouse is one of the more famous teahouses in Wenyang City.

If any important person comes, he will most likely stop there for a while.

That is to say, Xie Yongwei swallowed her saliva silently and went to the teahouse by herself. She would most likely meet local celebrities and the "big shot", the general from Beili.

"Okay," Xie Yongwei smiled, "Let's go to the Tingfeng Teahouse."

"Okay!" Xie Yongxuan said happily.

Xie Yongwei couldn't help but feel a little relieved when listening to the cheerful voice.

But as soon as Xie Yongxuan finished speaking, she couldn't help but continue thinking.

Wenyang is surrounded by mountains on all sides. There are few fields here, and the little land left is relatively barren.

If the rumor is true, then this place should be desolate, with people pale and thin, and would do anything to get a bite of food.

but……

Xie Yongwei looked at the people selling sugar figures and various handicrafts on the street and found that they all had smiles on their faces.

Their clothes were simple, and although their faces were not very rosy, it was obvious that they were warm and well fed.

What's going on? Xie Yongwei raised her eyebrows slightly. Could it be that the rumor was wrong?

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Xie Yongwei pinched the Laogong acupoint on her hand and finally remembered what the short section of mountain road she had passed was used for.

It is used by bandits to rob money from outsiders.

It turns out that they make a living by taking things from outsiders, drinking their blood, and growing their own flesh.

But...Xie Yongwei silently pressed her temple.

Strictly speaking, this small caravan of theirs is also made by outsiders, so why is no one trying to rob it?

"Awei," the voice of the Dragon Yin Master sounded again, "headache?"

Xie Yongwei pursed her lips and frowned almost unnoticeably.

Venerable Longyin's observation ability is a little too sharp. If he was observing someone else, I would be speechless.

However, the object that Venerable Longyin was observing was himself.

Xie Yongwei moved her neck slightly, not knowing where to put her hands, feeling a little awkward.

"It's okay," Xie Yongwei believed that she was not lying. Just now, she just pinched her temples to make herself more awake, and her head didn't start to hurt yet. "It's okay."

Venerable Longyin should have heard it, after all, Xie Yongwei's voice was quite loud, but he came closer, and I don't know if he was very considerate.

Still being very tactless, he continued to ask: "Are you too tired from traveling recently, or were you frightened on the mountain road just now?"

Seeing that Xie Yongwei didn't answer, he blinked his light-colored eyes and said, "Hmm?"

Xie Yongwei met his eyes and blinked several times.

"No, nothing at all," Xie Yongwei smiled softly, "I was just thinking about something."

I don’t know if it was Xie Yongwei’s illusion, but after saying this, Venerable Longyin narrowed his eyes slightly, and an unknown emotion flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Can you tell me what you're thinking about?"

The voice of Venerable Longyin was a little light, and contained an inexplicable gentleness, like the gurgling of a spring, flowing into Xie Yongwei's heart.

The carriage stopped at an inopportune moment.

Xie Yongwei blinked, gave him an apologetic smile, and although her steps were not fast, she got off the carriage without hesitation.

Tingfeng Teahouse has two floors, an elegant appearance and a wooden structure.

As Xie Yongwei lifted the curtain and walked out, she smelled the fragrance of tea.

As the local customs were relatively open, Tse Wing-wai did not wear a veil to cover her face, but like other women in the city, she exposed her face to the sun.

As soon as she got off the carriage, Xie Yongwei stretched her body.

She squinted at the sky. The sky here was as blue as a clear sky. Except for the scorching golden crow overhead, everything else was fine.

"Awei," Reverend Longyin walked up to her without her noticing, his tone slightly reproachful, "When you go out, you must pay attention to your image and not do anything disrespectful. Understand?"

Xie Yongwei was confused by his stare.

I was just stretching and looking at the sky. I didn't do anything rude.

Before she could ask, Venerable Longyin took a step towards her, blocking the burning gazes nearby.

Xie Yongwei seemed to have sensed something and looked to the side, and found that many men were looking at her.

Some of those gazes were just scrutiny, but some made Xie Yongwei uncomfortable.

Xie Yongwei silently raised her hand and rubbed the outside of her forearm vigorously several times, and then she felt better.

Suddenly, a wall of flesh appeared between her and those malicious eyes. Xie Yongwei looked up and saw Xie Yongxuan.

Feeling that the sight lines on her right side had also decreased a lot, Xie Yongwei subconsciously turned her head to the right and saw the expressionless Lord Longyin.

"Let's go." The brother who was always laughing and joking, now his voice became a little deeper.

Venerable Longyin took the lead and walked towards the place with "Tingfeng Teahouse" written on it.

Xie Yongwei felt a little disappointed.

At the same time, I also realized something belatedly.

It turned out that Venerable Longyin suddenly came forward to talk to him and stood next to him for no apparent reason in order to block those strange gazes.

Xie Yongwei moved her eyes slightly to the right and found that Venerable Longyin had a bad look on his face.

Is Venerable Longyin angry?

Xie Yongwei gently tugged at the corner of his clothes. She inexplicably felt that this kind of Venerable Longyin looked a little scary.

Although it was precisely because of this kind of Venerable Longyin that those gazes were quickly turned away and disappeared without a trace.

The corner of the robe kept moving in one direction, but Venerable Long Yin remained expressionless and kept walking, only looking in the direction the robe was moving with his peripheral vision.

All I saw were a few slender white fingers.

And as the hand was slightly raised and the sleeve slipped open, a section of the fair white wrist was exposed.

The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, with white wrists covered with frost and snow. (From: Bodhisattva Man·Everyone Says Jiangnan Is Beautiful·Wei Zhuang, Tang Dynasty)

Looking at the jade wrist, these two lines of poetry inexplicably popped up in Venerable Longyin's mind.

When Venerable Longyin looked at the wrist again, he saw a pair of curious and inquiring eyes.

When their eyes met, Venerable Longyin paused for a moment and then slowly let down his breath.

He blinked slightly, as if asking the girl who was pulling his clothes: What's wrong?

Reverend Long Yin was taller than Xie Yongwei, much taller. Even if Xie Yongwei looked at him sideways, she had to look up slightly.

Look up "slightly".

Xie Yongwei was confused for a moment. Her neck felt comfortable when she raised her head like this, but wouldn’t Venerable Long Yin’s neck be sore since he kept his head down?

Forget it, forget it. Xie Yongwei shook her head lightly twice to get rid of this inexplicable thought from her mind.

When the three of them walked near the gauze, an errand boy came to greet them attentively.

"How many people are there on your side?"

The waiter was wearing shorts and looked smart and capable. After asking for the number of people and other information, he led them to an octagonal table behind a veil.

The three of them ordered tea according to their preferences, but Xie Yongwei found that Venerable Longyin glanced at her from time to time.

"What's the matter?" she couldn't help but ask.