[Jian San] Let's drink tea from big brother
Chapter 52
Ye Zhengyang replied solemnly. Although Jiao Qifei was very grateful when she heard it, she is a married woman after all, and her husband is not at home. It is not good to be with these men for too long, so she said a few more words After expressing gratitude, he turned and left.
As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Huazhu looking at him thoughtfully.
Sensing Ye Zhengyang's gaze, Huazhu met his eyes with a gentle smile, absolutely elegant.
At that moment, Ye Zhengyang suddenly felt that he was seen through.
There is no way to hide all the secrets.
But Huazhu just glanced at him, then turned around and said nothing, but Ye Zhengyang felt that there was something clearly hidden in that smile.
However, although she agreed to Jiao Qifei, for people other than Ye Zhengyang, what she looked forward to more was the beautiful scenery that she would meet when she went out tomorrow.
It seems that the relationship between Shiwei and Qingdeng has returned to normal, and they are still flamboyant and presumptuous, while Qingdeng seems to be blindly modest, nodding in agreement no matter what.
Ye Zhengyang glanced at the flower candles, and saw that he was walking towards the forest behind the village alone, and Mrs. Gua followed behind him, bouncing around, occasionally sticking out her tongue to catch the bunch of flower candles hanging behind her back. With waist-length hair, she looks a bit silly and cute.
Xu Aoxue noticed that Ye Zhengyang was staring at the direction of the flower candle without making a sound, so he leaned over with concern and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
The person being questioned still looked at the slightly enchanting back of the man, as if thoughtful, "No, I'm just curious, what does Huazhu do every day."
If they stay in one place, if there is no need to travel during the day, the flowers and candles will disappear without a trace, and they will return to them together at night.
It's like the hero of a mystery novel.
Xu Aoxue replied after hearing the words, "If that's the case, let's go and have a look."
After finishing speaking, he pulled Ye Zhengyang past him, and followed with light steps in the direction Huazhu was walking.
Before Ye Zhengyang could react, he was dragged away by Xu Aoxue.
Although he felt that stalking this kind of thing was like being an idiot, it didn't feel right and upright, but he was really curious.
The forest behind the village is actually not that big. It is probably a good place for the villagers to pick wild vegetables and find honey on weekdays. Therefore, it is not as shaded as the usual forest, covering the sky and the sun. Instead, there is a secluded path with no trees. It is not dense, only a few sporadic ones can be seen occasionally.
They soon found the figure of the flower candle by the lake.
That touch of purple is like the most enchanting color between the sky and the earth, adding a few different scenery between the mangroves and green water.
Ye Zhengyang saw that the fiery red bathing phoenix pinned to his waist by flowers and candles on weekdays was held in his hand, and he played it softly. Wan desolate, stretching thousands of miles.
Before that, Ye Zhengyang had always thought that the insect flute of the five poisons could only be used as one of the weapons. When it was used, it would either be a thousand snakes dancing together, a hundred-legged sky swimming, or the holy hand weaving the sky, and the nine-day drunk dance.
It was the first time he knew that the worm flute in Wu Du's hand could play such a mournful tune.
At the end of the song, Huazhu put down the insect flute in her hand, and the croak next to her came up, as if waiting for the master's caress.
Hua Zhu stretched out her hand and patted the top of Gua Tai's head, her soul-stirring voice echoed in the quiet forest, "Gua Tai, you are better."
"Although you are a poison, you are really just a beast. You are very innocent, which is like a man with evil intentions. You seem innocent and harmless, but you don't know how many times you have gone around in your mind and how many times you have concealed it."
His voice was not too loud, but it echoed leisurely in the forest, and clearly entered the ears of Xu Aoxue and Ye Zhengyang.
After Ye Zhengyang heard this, he shook his head helplessly, and Xu Ao who was beside him asked bloodily, "What?"
"Let's go." Ye Zhengyang stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Xu Aoxue's clothes, and then glanced at Hua Zhu who was still sitting by the lake without looking back, "Hua Zhu has found us."
Ye Zhengyang didn't know who he was speaking to.
Or Huazhu herself, buried everything in her heart, never revealing anything to them.
In other words, in this Jianghu, people's hearts are unpredictable, and gods and ghosts are hard to reach. In this Jianghu, how many people will be involuntary.
Or, he was talking about Ye Zhengyang.There are probably no fewer secrets hidden in him than flowers and candles.
Ye Zhengyang has always been not good at this kind of guessing, lying, and hiding words. Even if he was bored before coming here and watched two episodes of Zhen Huan with his motherfucker roommate, he is still the same for psychological warfare. is not good at.
Although he grew up to be 20 years old in the original world, but that was when he was growing up in the university. His classmates were playing tricks, and he was a boy. He hadn't reached the age of a domineering president who wanted to fight for power and profit.
After coming here, although he was an orphan, Ye Ying treated him as his own, and grew up under the protection of several owners of Hidden Sword Villa, so naturally he didn't have to think about those complicated things.
Don't say that he lived one more life than others, he is just an ordinary person, not a killer gangster, and here, he is still an ordinary person.
People live by experience, not age.
You put a person in Youdu for 80 years without contact with outsiders, and he is still like a child. You throw a person in Zhang's old house before he is eight years old, and he is cruel and merciless.
Therefore, if Ye Zhengyang thinks that he has a heart-to-heart conversation with Huazhu, he is very self-aware that he will not be able to catch up with him after going through this kind of time travel eight times, so it is better not to dangle in front of him, causing the other party to pay attention to him. The secrets you harbor.
People's scheming is forced by the environment, and Ye Zhengyang doesn't need to let himself fall into the trap and intrigue with others.
When they returned to Pingding Village, they immediately saw Qingdeng and Shiwei helping their old man to lay the roof. He also used lightness skills to go up and down, but at the same time as he was working, he still had to spare his energy to see if there was anything wrong with the frizzy Xiwei next to him, and the old man next to him was smoking a pipe and squinting at the two of them.
Ye Zhengyang felt a little cold, put his hands into his sleeves, walked over and asked, "Grandpa, do you know what happened to Brother Jiao's family next door?"
The old man bit his cigarette holder and looked at Ye Zhengyang, then coughed Hanyan on the stone mill next to him twice, "I heard that you are going to find that kid Jiao Yuan?"
Ye Zhengyang nodded, and the old man stuffed the dry cigarette back into his mouth, puffed twice, and replied, "That boy Jiao Yuan is an honest man and reliable. If he hasn't come back for so long, he must be in trouble."
Speaking of this, the old man sighed, and glanced at the courtyard wall next door, "Don't tell his little daughter-in-law, it's useless, women are crying."
In ancient thinking, patriarchal patriarchy has always been a priority, Ye Zhengyang and Xu Aoxue did not refute the old man's words, they just nodded in agreement and listened to the old man's continuation.
But the old man didn't seem to want to say any more. He stretched out his hand and added a lot of shredded tobacco into the pipe, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and then said with satisfaction, "You guys, if you are going, what danger do you see?" , just withdraw, don’t go into a dead end.”
"Recently, Fenghua Valley is not very peaceful."
After finishing speaking, the old man supported his knees with both hands, and with a vigorous effort, he stood up tremblingly, and walked back to the back room tremblingly, beating his waist.
Ye Zhengyang and Xu Aoxue looked at each other, at this time Shi Wei and Qing Deng also finished their work, Shi Wei turned over and jumped down, patted the dust on his hands, and said to them, "What's wrong, why did you go? "
Ye Zhengyang smiled and repeated what the old man had said to him before, Shi Wei nodded half-understood, and took the green lamp to wash off the dust on his body, Ye Zhengyang turned around and left after seeing Shi Wei, turned his head and smiled at Xu Aoxue , "Yeah, it's the same as the old man who said the right but didn't say it."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Aoxue replied, with a hint of tenderness hidden in his eyes, "If something happens to him, someone will protect him, you just need to protect yourself."
As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Huazhu looking at him thoughtfully.
Sensing Ye Zhengyang's gaze, Huazhu met his eyes with a gentle smile, absolutely elegant.
At that moment, Ye Zhengyang suddenly felt that he was seen through.
There is no way to hide all the secrets.
But Huazhu just glanced at him, then turned around and said nothing, but Ye Zhengyang felt that there was something clearly hidden in that smile.
However, although she agreed to Jiao Qifei, for people other than Ye Zhengyang, what she looked forward to more was the beautiful scenery that she would meet when she went out tomorrow.
It seems that the relationship between Shiwei and Qingdeng has returned to normal, and they are still flamboyant and presumptuous, while Qingdeng seems to be blindly modest, nodding in agreement no matter what.
Ye Zhengyang glanced at the flower candles, and saw that he was walking towards the forest behind the village alone, and Mrs. Gua followed behind him, bouncing around, occasionally sticking out her tongue to catch the bunch of flower candles hanging behind her back. With waist-length hair, she looks a bit silly and cute.
Xu Aoxue noticed that Ye Zhengyang was staring at the direction of the flower candle without making a sound, so he leaned over with concern and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
The person being questioned still looked at the slightly enchanting back of the man, as if thoughtful, "No, I'm just curious, what does Huazhu do every day."
If they stay in one place, if there is no need to travel during the day, the flowers and candles will disappear without a trace, and they will return to them together at night.
It's like the hero of a mystery novel.
Xu Aoxue replied after hearing the words, "If that's the case, let's go and have a look."
After finishing speaking, he pulled Ye Zhengyang past him, and followed with light steps in the direction Huazhu was walking.
Before Ye Zhengyang could react, he was dragged away by Xu Aoxue.
Although he felt that stalking this kind of thing was like being an idiot, it didn't feel right and upright, but he was really curious.
The forest behind the village is actually not that big. It is probably a good place for the villagers to pick wild vegetables and find honey on weekdays. Therefore, it is not as shaded as the usual forest, covering the sky and the sun. Instead, there is a secluded path with no trees. It is not dense, only a few sporadic ones can be seen occasionally.
They soon found the figure of the flower candle by the lake.
That touch of purple is like the most enchanting color between the sky and the earth, adding a few different scenery between the mangroves and green water.
Ye Zhengyang saw that the fiery red bathing phoenix pinned to his waist by flowers and candles on weekdays was held in his hand, and he played it softly. Wan desolate, stretching thousands of miles.
Before that, Ye Zhengyang had always thought that the insect flute of the five poisons could only be used as one of the weapons. When it was used, it would either be a thousand snakes dancing together, a hundred-legged sky swimming, or the holy hand weaving the sky, and the nine-day drunk dance.
It was the first time he knew that the worm flute in Wu Du's hand could play such a mournful tune.
At the end of the song, Huazhu put down the insect flute in her hand, and the croak next to her came up, as if waiting for the master's caress.
Hua Zhu stretched out her hand and patted the top of Gua Tai's head, her soul-stirring voice echoed in the quiet forest, "Gua Tai, you are better."
"Although you are a poison, you are really just a beast. You are very innocent, which is like a man with evil intentions. You seem innocent and harmless, but you don't know how many times you have gone around in your mind and how many times you have concealed it."
His voice was not too loud, but it echoed leisurely in the forest, and clearly entered the ears of Xu Aoxue and Ye Zhengyang.
After Ye Zhengyang heard this, he shook his head helplessly, and Xu Ao who was beside him asked bloodily, "What?"
"Let's go." Ye Zhengyang stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Xu Aoxue's clothes, and then glanced at Hua Zhu who was still sitting by the lake without looking back, "Hua Zhu has found us."
Ye Zhengyang didn't know who he was speaking to.
Or Huazhu herself, buried everything in her heart, never revealing anything to them.
In other words, in this Jianghu, people's hearts are unpredictable, and gods and ghosts are hard to reach. In this Jianghu, how many people will be involuntary.
Or, he was talking about Ye Zhengyang.There are probably no fewer secrets hidden in him than flowers and candles.
Ye Zhengyang has always been not good at this kind of guessing, lying, and hiding words. Even if he was bored before coming here and watched two episodes of Zhen Huan with his motherfucker roommate, he is still the same for psychological warfare. is not good at.
Although he grew up to be 20 years old in the original world, but that was when he was growing up in the university. His classmates were playing tricks, and he was a boy. He hadn't reached the age of a domineering president who wanted to fight for power and profit.
After coming here, although he was an orphan, Ye Ying treated him as his own, and grew up under the protection of several owners of Hidden Sword Villa, so naturally he didn't have to think about those complicated things.
Don't say that he lived one more life than others, he is just an ordinary person, not a killer gangster, and here, he is still an ordinary person.
People live by experience, not age.
You put a person in Youdu for 80 years without contact with outsiders, and he is still like a child. You throw a person in Zhang's old house before he is eight years old, and he is cruel and merciless.
Therefore, if Ye Zhengyang thinks that he has a heart-to-heart conversation with Huazhu, he is very self-aware that he will not be able to catch up with him after going through this kind of time travel eight times, so it is better not to dangle in front of him, causing the other party to pay attention to him. The secrets you harbor.
People's scheming is forced by the environment, and Ye Zhengyang doesn't need to let himself fall into the trap and intrigue with others.
When they returned to Pingding Village, they immediately saw Qingdeng and Shiwei helping their old man to lay the roof. He also used lightness skills to go up and down, but at the same time as he was working, he still had to spare his energy to see if there was anything wrong with the frizzy Xiwei next to him, and the old man next to him was smoking a pipe and squinting at the two of them.
Ye Zhengyang felt a little cold, put his hands into his sleeves, walked over and asked, "Grandpa, do you know what happened to Brother Jiao's family next door?"
The old man bit his cigarette holder and looked at Ye Zhengyang, then coughed Hanyan on the stone mill next to him twice, "I heard that you are going to find that kid Jiao Yuan?"
Ye Zhengyang nodded, and the old man stuffed the dry cigarette back into his mouth, puffed twice, and replied, "That boy Jiao Yuan is an honest man and reliable. If he hasn't come back for so long, he must be in trouble."
Speaking of this, the old man sighed, and glanced at the courtyard wall next door, "Don't tell his little daughter-in-law, it's useless, women are crying."
In ancient thinking, patriarchal patriarchy has always been a priority, Ye Zhengyang and Xu Aoxue did not refute the old man's words, they just nodded in agreement and listened to the old man's continuation.
But the old man didn't seem to want to say any more. He stretched out his hand and added a lot of shredded tobacco into the pipe, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and then said with satisfaction, "You guys, if you are going, what danger do you see?" , just withdraw, don’t go into a dead end.”
"Recently, Fenghua Valley is not very peaceful."
After finishing speaking, the old man supported his knees with both hands, and with a vigorous effort, he stood up tremblingly, and walked back to the back room tremblingly, beating his waist.
Ye Zhengyang and Xu Aoxue looked at each other, at this time Shi Wei and Qing Deng also finished their work, Shi Wei turned over and jumped down, patted the dust on his hands, and said to them, "What's wrong, why did you go? "
Ye Zhengyang smiled and repeated what the old man had said to him before, Shi Wei nodded half-understood, and took the green lamp to wash off the dust on his body, Ye Zhengyang turned around and left after seeing Shi Wei, turned his head and smiled at Xu Aoxue , "Yeah, it's the same as the old man who said the right but didn't say it."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Aoxue replied, with a hint of tenderness hidden in his eyes, "If something happens to him, someone will protect him, you just need to protect yourself."
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