I conquer the hidden boss by brushing my face [Infinite Stream]

Happy Village, the village lives up to its name.

This place can be called a paradise, and every villager's face is filled with happy smiles.

The fresh air lingered in the village after the rain, and the abundant water vapor splashed on his face, making Jiang Fuyue feel very comfortable.

Relying on his handsome appearance, Jiang Lang grabbed a woman in her 40s and asked with a smile, "Sister, what is the name of our village?"

Being called sister by such a handsome guy, the other party was overjoyed, covered his mouth and smiled and said: "We are called Xingfu Village, because everyone in the village is very happy, young man, do you want to stay?"

"Thank you sister," Jiang Lang saw that the other party was easy to talk and continued to ask: "How long is the history of Xingfu Village?"

"It's a long story, it was here about three or four hundred years ago."

Jiang Lang's eyes lit up: "The history is so long? Are there any legends in the village?"

"Legend?" There was a flash of alertness in the woman's eyes, and then she returned to her kind attitude: "I have never heard of the legend, but there will be a blessing ceremony in our village tomorrow, why don't you stay and visit?"

"Blessing ceremony?"

Jiang Fuyue and Guoqing sat on the side of the road without words, holding mineral water bottles like two down-and-out beggars.

The two of them didn't have much contact, and they weren't very warm-hearted. Even if they sat together, they looked like people from two worlds.

Looking at the water bottle in her hand and thinking about the plot, Jiang Fuyue suddenly heard Guo Day beside her asking, "Is your surname Jiang?"

"Hmm." Jiang Fuyue thought it was nothing, so she nodded and admitted, her long eyes raised slightly to look at the other party with some doubts.

In those light brown eyes was a sliver of cold light, like flakes of glass falling on a frosted surface, a little sharp, but also extraordinarily beautiful.

The familiar eyes reminded Guoqing of the person he hadn't seen for a long time, so he asked in a deep voice, "What's your mother's name?"

"Mei Rui." Jiang Fuyue turned her head, "Do you know my mother?"

National Day's eyes darkened, a flash of disappointment flashed, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

So far, the two have not communicated with each other.

Jiang Fuyue felt that the other party's attention to her had completely disappeared.

Does the other party know someone with the surname Jiang who looks like him?

I also asked my mother...

An idea flashed in his mind, and Jiang Fuyue was about to say something to him, when Yun Song walked over with a gloomy face and said, "We definitely won't be able to leave tomorrow."

Looking up on National Day, there is not much expression on the mature face: "How to say?"

"There is no good thing in this village." Yun Song sat between the two cursingly, "They will hold a blessing ceremony from tonight to tomorrow night, and everyone in the village must participate, otherwise they will be regarded as unknown. If we today If you can’t leave before it’s too late, you won’t be able to leave.”

"The plot can't let us go," Jiang Fuyue looked at the water bottle in her hand, frowning slightly, "Have you received the plot of the next scene?"

The two shook their heads: "No."

Using his fingertips to lightly pick the uneven lines on the plastic bottle, his expression is not very good: "The focus of the next plot must be the blessing ceremony. I am worried that the next scene will be an impromptu performance without a script."

No script, no camera cues.

They have to maintain the movie characters all the time, and they don't know whether their actions will cause NG.

Improvisation is more difficult than scripting.

None of them doubted this conjecture, and a serious look appeared on their faces at the same time.

At some point, they centered on Jiang Fuyue and listened to his thoughts immediately.

"As for this bottle of water," Jiang Fuyue continued to speak, "I speculate that there may be something wrong with the water here, try not to drink it."

"I haven't drank yet... That's right!" Yun Song suddenly remembered the plot just now, and was about to remind him when he heard the other party calmly say that he hadn't drank.

"Sip it and wipe it off." He wouldn't even touch anything in the mysterious village.

Hearing this, National Day, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Don't touch not only water, but also other food."

Yun Song was a little puzzled: "Why?" He is good at communicating with people and screening information, but he is weak in analyzing clues.

And the two people beside him are the best at observing.

Therefore, as soon as the question came out, the two answered at the same time.

Jiang Fuyue: "I didn't see any food in their home."

National Day: "The aunt just chose leaves, not wild vegetables."

Looking at each other across Yunsong, Guoqing raised his eyebrows to signal the other party to speak first.

Jiang Fuyue did not refuse, raised her head and pointed her eyes at the small buildings on both sides of the street, and explained in a cold voice: "I have seen that there are no shops selling food on this street, only some daily necessities."

Yun Song glanced at it and found that it was indeed the case, but felt that there was another possibility: "Maybe they rely on mountains to eat mountains and are self-sufficient?"

"Impossible," Jiang Fuyue shook her head, "I visited my aunt's house before I came out. Her house doesn't have any place to store food. Although the kitchen is cleaned, it can be seen that it has not been used for a long time. Her house only has ordinary daily necessities. Not a single farm tool."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the clean street and said, "And there are no livestock raised in this village, and there is no farmland. It's so clean that it's outrageous."

Hearing what he said, Yunsong and Guoqing also felt a sense of disobedience.

As an old village that has existed in the mountains for hundreds of years and has never been heard of even in the scenic area below the mountain, it is indeed too clean.

Although the ground is muddy, it is very flat and there are no big potholes; although the decoration of the houses on both sides is old-fashioned, they are well maintained as if someone just moved in; the air is very clean, except for a little earthy smell after the rain, there is nothing else smell.

It doesn't look like a hundreds of years old village.

In fact, Jiang Fuyue also found something special, but after thinking about it, this is quite common in mountain villages, so she didn't say it.

After listening to him, Guoqing was silent for a while: "My focus is on people. When I went out, I took a look at the vegetables on the ground, and found that they were just a kind of slender leaves, which were not edible. The aunt was just pretending to choose vegetables. There is..."

Looking at the people wandering in twos and threes on the main road, he frowned slightly: "The people here seem to be a little too healthy."

While talking, an old lady with a face of at least 90 years old walked across from them, walking like flying.

Beside her was an old man who was about the same age as her. He also had a straight back and was more energetic than the three young men who had just escaped from the mudslide.

National Day is also considered young people, it should be.

There were many doubts, and the three of them discussed and decided to go back to the place where the mudslide occurred down the mountain to find some food.

However, as soon as they got up, there were suddenly more idle passers-by around them, and they blocked their way without any trace.When they reached the entrance of the village, they were directly prohibited from leaving.

A prestigious old man walked out from the crowd. The loose but smooth skin on his face was creased densely due to his smiling movements. His eyes were hidden in the wrinkled eyelids, revealing two naked eyes, which made him look very uncomfortable. .

He walked up to the three of them with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "Young man, where are you going?"

Yun Song had already found a reason, and took the initiative to go forward and said, "We still have two friends who haven't been found. I'm really worried, and I want to go down the mountain to find them."

"Oh——I heard about it," the old man stroked his beard, "We've sent people to look for it, you just need to rest in peace, I'm sure we can find it for you."

After finishing speaking, there was no room for refutation, and he said directly: "I see that you look tired, you must be tired. So, I am the village head of Xingfu Village, and there is a small building at home, so you can rest there first. "

Seeing that the surrounding villagers gathered around, there was a tendency to use force if they refused to agree. The three knew that they could not escape, so they followed them to the small building of the village chief's house.

The village head's house is more than 100 meters away from their sober house. The building is not very exquisite, but better than the one next to it.

Entering the yard, Jiang Fuyue caught a glimpse of a well, which was exactly the same as the one in the aunt's kitchen before, and it was also covered with a cover.

However, before he had time to check, he was embraced upstairs by the villagers, and when he entered the door, he saw the village chief smiling and said: "Tonight there will be a blessing ceremony in our village, and everyone who participates will gain a lifetime of happiness. You should stay tonight .”

The three of them looked at each other, knowing that it was all over.

After the villagers left, Yun Song sat on the clean bed and sighed: "We can't get out, so why don't we just sit here and wait until night?"

Jiang Fuyue leaned on crutches and stood by the window looking down, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her eyes: "We can't get out by ourselves, we can find someone to take us out."

Yun Song was puzzled, before asking what it meant, Jiang Fuyue opened the window and said to the downstairs, "Hello!"

Downstairs is a girl of seventeen or eighteen, with ordinary features but a lively expression, and the small freckles on both sides of her cheeks look very cute.She is holding the quilt by the clothesline, ready to dry the quilt.

She looked around when she heard the voice, then pointed to herself with some doubts: "Are you calling me?"

"Yes." Jiang Fuyue quickly entered the state of the young master Jiang Shang, with her head held high and her face proud: "Hey, what's your relationship with that old village chief?"

"Oh, he's my grandfather." Hearing his disrespectful words, the girl didn't show any fluctuations in expression: "Are you the outsiders who came here today?"

"Correct."

"Is there anything you can do for me?" The girl lifted up the quilt in her arms, with a confused expression, "I don't know anything."

"You don't need to know it," Jiang Fuyue smiled, "just show us around."

Jiang Fuyue was born to be good-looking, but when she smiled, she looked like a snowy peak illuminated by the morning light, dazzlingly beautiful.Especially those light-colored eyes, the shattered light is dazzling.

The girl blushed for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll show you around after drying the quilt."

Jiang Fuyue turned her head and glanced at Yun Song: "Okay."

Yun Song clasped his fists with a look of admiration: "As expected of a princess!"

"Pfft." The National Day next to him suddenly turned his head away and let out a muffled laugh, shrugging his shoulders. It seemed that he knew Jiang Fuyue's stage name.

Embarrassed so much that her ears turned red, Jiang Fuyue picked up a pillow and threw it at him, cursing angrily, "Get lost!"

Soon, the girl finished drying the quilt and went upstairs to knock on the door: "I'm fine, are you leaving now?"

Yun Song opened the door and smiled at her: "Yes, now."

Compared with Jiang Fuyue's gloomy beauty, Yun Song is sunny and handsome, which makes the spring heart sprout.

"By the way, what's your name?"

The girl's cheeks became even redder, and she stammered, "I, my name is Wanhua. You, where do you want to go?"

"I heard that there is a mountain spring in your village, right?"

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Continue to the nonsensical theater——

Seeing the appearance of the knight Shu Shuyu, the most beautiful princess of the moon in the kingdom collapsed.

But who knew, there was a sudden thunder and lightning outside the palace, and a black giant dragon descended from the sky, and the huge dragon claw lifted the roof, and the sound was like thunder.

Dragon Lancet: Beautiful princess, be my dragon's bride!

Unexpectedly, the other half of the sky suddenly shone with holy light, and the beautiful Zhengtai cherub flew in the air.

Angel Luobai: Evil dragon, don't want to defile the pure princess!

The knight draws his sword: If you want to get involved with the princess, pass me first!

The scene fell into chaos, and those who competed for the princess broke into a ball.

Jiang Fuyue, who was in the center of the storm, picked up the king with one hand, sat on the throne by herself, and sang loudly.

"Fuck his princess, sister is the queen, shine with confidence!"

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Waking up suddenly from the dream, Jiang Fuyue heard the square dance music downstairs, and couldn't help but curse: "Fuck!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, a group of people opened the door and poked their heads out.

"Princess, what's the matter?"

Jiang Fuyue:? ? ?