Master Xiao thinks about those years

Chapter 65 Rakshasa Mountain

Yan Chen didn't notice the shyness on the woman's face, he took the plate of fruit naturally, thanked him, and then prepared to continue walking into the house.

"Son!"

Seeing Yan Chen pick up the fruit and then leave, the woman in bi-cloth didn't care about being ashamed, and called out in desperation.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chen turned around.

"Uh, that fruit...you, you haven't tasted it yet." The girl held back for a long time, and managed to choke out a word.

Hearing this, Yan Chen nodded and glanced at the plate, picked up a piece of red fruit and tasted it, then smiled at the girl: "It tastes good."

"Young master likes... that's fine."

After getting an affirmative answer, the girl in Bi Yi lowered her head a little, not daring to look at the person in front of her.

Yan Chen was born handsome, with a face that perfectly interpreted the clarity and beauty.When you don't smile, you are an unopened bud, and when you smile slightly, you are the scorching peach blossom in full bloom.

The girl in Biyi had never seen such a good-looking person, she was amazed and admired at the same time.It's a pity that this girl doesn't know that the young man she admires is an emotional idiot.

The girl bowed her head shyly for a long time, waiting for Yan Chen's next words, but Yan Chen didn't speak after waiting for a long time, she raised her head shyly, and found that there was nothing in front of her.

It turned out that Yan Chen tasted the fruit and felt that the girl was fine, so he went to the house to check on Meng Huan's injuries.

Seeing that Yan Chen left her and left like this, the girl's delicate face suddenly collapsed.

A heart filled with anticipation was shattered, as if the flowers had wilted.

Jiang Yexiu, who was drinking during the banquet, saw the girl's disappointment, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

But the girl was not discouraged, so after a while, Yan Chen came out of the room and saw the girl standing there as firm as a rock.Yan Chen was puzzled, looked around, but found no one, so he was sure that the girl was staring at him.

Is there something on my face?

Yan Chen unnaturally brushed a piece of broken hair between his temples with his hand, slender fingers, good face and slightly messy broken hair.

In the eyes of the little girl, this action seemed to be an invisible provocation.

The girl in Bi Yi couldn't help blushing when she looked at it, and slightly lowered her eyebrows.

This time, Yan Chen saw the girl's shyness for real, he was stunned and puzzled, his eyes touched an empty plate in his hand, and suddenly realized.

He smiled and walked forward, the girl in Biyi saw Yan Chen walking towards her, her heart beat quickened again.

She spoke like a mosquito: "Master..."

"I know." Yan Chen interrupted the girl's words.

"Ah??" The girl was stunned, and her face turned even redder in an instant.She lowered her brows and eyes: "So you, you can see it..."

Yan Chen smiled: "I want this fruit plate, don't be shy, just ask me for it."

"what??"

The girl was stunned, and the shame on her face disappeared immediately.

Jiang Yexiu, who was sitting not far away watching the play, choked on Yan Chen's words, and his cold face could hardly be maintained.

What kind of idiot is this Mo Qing?As weak as Meng Huan?

He was slandering in his heart, but before the girl opposite had time to speak again, Yan Chen stuffed a fruit plate in her hand.

Yan Chen showed shame and said, "It was because I didn't think carefully, I forgot to return the girl's plate of fruit, and I asked the girl to ask for it herself."

"I……"

"What's the matter? Girl, do you have anything to say?"

The girl faltered, her face was full of helplessness, Yan Chen only thought that the girl had something to hide.

"I want to hear the young master talk about the things on Rakshasa Mountain, can, can I..."

The girl contemplated for a long time before uttering a powerless sentence.

Yan Chen thought it was a difficult task, but he didn't expect it was just to talk about what he had seen and heard about Luocha Mountain, so he readily agreed.

He brought the girl to the banquet, and after chatting, he realized that the girl's name was Ling'er.

When they arrived at the banquet, Yan Chen and Ling'er both sat down.

"I don't know where Miss Linger wants to start." Yan Chen sat down and said.

"Whatever, casually." Ling'er's face was flushed with a thin layer of red.

"Then I'll start from the beginning..."

"it is good……"

Yan Chen narrated what he saw and heard on Luocha Mountain. His voice was gentle and his eyes were calm. When he narrated, he did not deliberately exaggerate or be too modest, and tried to fit the facts as much as possible.

Of course, when talking about embarrassing incidents such as taking a bath with Fu Nian, he paused unconsciously, and coughed lightly.

Ling'er was puzzled by the cat in it, and didn't think there was anything unusual.

She sat aside shyly, her small mouth was slightly pursed, and her watery eyes were slightly rippling.

At that time, at the banquet on the other side of the table, the fourth farmer who was fighting with Fu Nian dropped his wine bowl and fell down.

"Are you still coming?"

Fu Nian put down the wine bowl and smiled.

"No, no way..."

"Grandpa, I, I can't drink anymore..."

"It's too bad..."

Four or five drunk men collapsed on the table and talked angrily, unable to open their eyes.

Seeing this appearance, the surrounding villagers didn't want to drink with Fu Nian any more, they all backed away automatically, and went to the nearby banquet to chat.

Fu Nian looked at his head with one hand, and lightly tapped the table with his index finger, looking leisurely and complacent.

Drinking with him, isn't it courting death?

When his master passed away, he was soaked in the wine pool all those years, hungover every day, drunk and dreaming, and the wine he drank was not limited to these few jars?

Fu Nian smiled, picked up the wine glass and took another sip of wine.

The pride in the corners of his brows and eyes has not faded away, when he glanced at the scene of the banquet next door, the pride on his face disappeared immediately.

At the banquet next door, Yan Chen talked eloquently, while the girl sitting opposite her had a suspicious blushing face, and a pair of bright eyes seemed to be born on Yan Chen.

For a moment, Fu Nian had an inexplicable feeling that his own domain was violated.

What is this girl up to?

Did she make a mistake?

Fu Nian's peach blossom eyes slanted, her legs stood up involuntarily, and she walked over to Yan Chen's table.

"Later, when I got along with that female mountain master..."

"What are you getting along with, Mo Qing?"

While Yan Chen was talking, the smell of alcohol suddenly hit him, and then a pair of big claw-like palms slapped on the table in front of him.

Ling'er, who was sitting by the side, was startled by this slap, and the blushing on her face faded away.

Yan Chen looked up along the eagle's claw, and saw Fu Nian's evil and wanton face: a high nose bridge, a slightly pursed mouth, and because of the wine, the misty peach blossom eyes were filled with a layer of light water vapor, Even more lazy and playful.

"I'm talking to Miss Ling'er about Raksha Mountain. You're too drunk, go in and rest."

"Who told you I drank too much."

Fu Nian sat down at the table with his palms pressed, propped his head on his left hand, and leaned on the bench, his eyes wandered from Yan Chen to the girl opposite.

"Why don't I tell the girl what happened on Rakshasa Mountain? What I said...is much better than him."

"No, no need..."

Ling'er still had lingering fears about Fang Cai's palm, and compared to Yan Chen, Fu Nian was more vicious. Although he was pretty, if he didn't smile, he had a vicious look.

Ling'er is facing Fu Nian who has no smile at this moment, and she is afraid in her heart, so she naturally doesn't want to listen to Fu Nian.

But Fu Nian is a scoundrel, he insisted: "Hey, girl, listen to me, I promise I can speak better than him, how about it?"

"Still, no, no need..."

"My lord, you drank too much, you should go in and have a rest." Yan Chen couldn't bear to watch, and spoke from the side.

Fu Nian ignored Yan Chen, he looked straight at Ling'er: "The young man next to me told you so much, didn't he...didn't talk about him taking a bath in Luocha Mountain?"

"Mu, bath? What bath?" Ling'er was at a loss.

Yan Chen's face turned pale: "My lord, you are drunk"

"Drunk?" Fu Nian smiled slightly: "Mo Qing, I can tell the whole story about the bath that day, do you think I'm drunk?"

Yan Chen's face turned even paler: "Don't..."

"Don't what? Don't say I'm bathing with you..."

"My lord!" Yan Chen exclaimed, his face was tense, his brows were deeply furrowed, helpless and embarrassed.I am afraid that Fu Nian will continue to speak.

It's like this again, every time Fu Nian makes him lose face.

"You, what are you talking about..."

Ling'er saw that the expressions of the two were different, and she was a little unclear about the situation.There are three at a table, but she feels like an outsider.

Yan Chen didn't know how to explain it, nor could he explain it.

He was terrified in his heart, and Su Bai's palms were covered with cold sweat.

"It's okay if I don't say anything, the banquet is almost over, you and I go back to the house." Fu Nian continued to speak to Yan Chen.So Miss Ling'er was pushed aside by the two of them.For a moment, she seemed really redundant.

"Have you decided? Should you go, Mo Qing?"

Fu Nian's peach blossom eyes held a reassuring smile, which made Yan Chen's face turn pale.

"I……"

"Huh? What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly."

"Walk……"

What a concise word, but Yan Chen used all his strength to say it.

"Well, that's the way it is. I don't know if the girl on the other side can hear you clearly." Fu Nian smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Ling'er on the opposite side: "Young master, you are going back with me, and we are tired of breaking the seal of Luocha Mountain." , I want to rest early. I believe the girl will understand?"

"I, I understand, understand..."

"Then what, it's getting late, I should go too."

Ling'er nodded in fear.

She felt that the eyes of the man in front of her were as deep as a wild wolf in the mountains, which made people feel a little bit of fear.

Although she wanted to cultivate a relationship with the young man in red, but with such a "wolf" in the middle, let alone cultivate a relationship, she just wanted to leave quickly.

"Mo Qing, why don't you go?" Fu Nian glanced at Yan Chen, then stood up casually.

Yan Chen's white fingers flexed and stretched, but he was unwilling to do so, and finally could only frown and follow Fu Nian's footsteps.