Pretty little pitiful always in the Shura field [unlimited]

Chapter 156 Bride of the Evil God 12 Genuine Jinjiang

The two of them didn't sleep almost all night. The first half of the night was to explore the way up the mountain, and the second half of the night was purely frightened by the weird things in the mud house.

Jin An is not a person who can stay up all night, so he was carried by Feng Jiang for a while, his upper and lower eyelids kept fighting, his small head was bit by bit, and the black curly hair swept straight to Feng Jiang's ears.

Seeing him sleepy, Feng Jiang said softly, "Sleep for a while if you're sleepy, it's daytime and you should be fine."

Jin An shook his head and muttered, "No, I can last a little longer."

His subconscious mind told him that he was completely safe in the ancestral hall.

Feng Jiang knew that Jin An was still afraid of being entangled in dirty things after falling asleep, so he didn't try to persuade him any more, but his thin lips, which were already a little cold, were pursed into a straight line, and his pace quickened a lot.

People in the countryside got up early. When Feng Jiang carried Jin An to the ancestral hall, Jiang Li was brushing his teeth outside the ancestral hall. When he saw them coming back, he quickly spit out the water from his mouth and followed them in.

"what happened?"

Seeing Jin An's pale face being carried by Feng Jiang, he thought something happened.

He didn't deliberately lower his voice when he spoke, the wooden door on the right opened soon after his voice fell, and the mute also came out of the room.

When Jin An heard the movement, he tilted his head and glanced in the direction of the mute. The other person seemed to have not slept all night, and his eyes were a little black and blue, which matched his slightly calm expression and looked a little gloomy.

"The dirt house is too dirty, I'll take Jin An to sleep in our room."

Feng Jiang also took a look at Li Jue, explained to Jiang Li indifferently, and after he finished speaking, he wanted to carry Jin An into the house, but he was stopped by Li Jue after he took two steps.

"What are you doing?" Feng Jiang asked coldly.

Li Jue ignored him, just stared at Jin An who was lying on his back, pursed his thin lips and then stretched out his hand to gesture.

"what happened to you?"

Jin An blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand what Li Jue meant.

Li Jue lowered his eyes, took out the pen and paper that he had prepared on his body early in the morning, and wrote for Jin An.

Jin An asked Feng Jiang to put him down. In fact, he didn't mean to be coquettish and asked Feng Jiang to carry him all the time, but he was really scared after being teased by dirty things just now. He didn't sleep well all night so that his whole body was sore and limp, and he walked very slowly. To delay time, Jin An wanted to get to the ancestral hall quickly, so that was all he could do.

Suddenly touching the ground at this time, Jin An felt that his feet were still a little weak, as if he was floating on a cloud. He looked at what Li Jue wrote with a pale face. The other party seemed to think that he had been bullied by Feng Jiang and asked him if he was okay. , is not injured.

When he showed the paper to Jin An, he kept staring at Feng Jiang vigilantly, as if he was ready to snatch Jin An over at any time.

Jin An said "Ah", his dull brain couldn't react at first, why did Li Jue ask him if he was injured, and he shook his head and said no after a long time.

Li Jue pursed his thin lips, and wanted to continue to ask something, Jin An obediently waited with his head up, Feng Jiang frowned when he saw the two getting closer.

He didn't know how the mute could be so obsessive, and he didn't know why Jin An waited so obediently for the mute to ask him. He only knew that this scene was an eyesore, and he just wanted the poor kid who had been terrified all night and didn't sleep well to go quickly. Sleeping, so I didn’t wait for the dumb who had no eyesight to finish writing, so I interrupted impatiently:

"Are you asking enough?"

Jin An turned around in surprise.

Feng Jiang twisted his thick eyebrows, looked coldly at the young man who was pestering Jin An for questioning, and said, "Can't you see?"

"Can't you see that An An is sleepy?"

Jin An was stunned when Feng Jiang mentioned him.

Feng Jiang was expressionless, looking straight at Li Jue who was blocking the door, his voice was cold and deep.

Jin An didn't know why Feng Jiang was suddenly angry. For a moment, he felt that there was something wrong with his head, and that's why he had a strange illusion that the current atmosphere was like males fighting for courtship rights in the animal world.

The two sides are deadlocked, and no one is willing to back down.

Jin An shook his head, just thinking that his idea was a little funny, the next second he heard Feng Jiang with a cold face and a serious face say:

"We did it last night and want to rest now."

"Is there anything you can ask after we wake up, instead of playing some innocent little games of writing and guessing with An An when he is so tired that he can't stand still?"

"??"

There was an eerie silence all around.

Jin An opened his eyes wide in surprise, unable to react to what Feng Jiang said.

Feng Jiang snorted lightly, looking at Li Jue as if mocking him for being a poor kid with no night life.

Jin An's head was dizzy, and he didn't know what happened. When he realized it, he was dragged by his shoulders and brought into the room.

As if nothing had happened, Feng Jiang hugged him and sat on the bed, took off his shoes and socks naturally, and then said: "I'm sorry."

Jin An said "Huh?"

Feng Jiang raised his eyelids slightly, and said earnestly, "I just saw that you were too sleepy, so if you don't say something, the dumb won't believe it."

"That's why I said some ambiguous things."

Jin An slowly "Oh", shook his head and said, "It's okay."

He didn't mean to blame Feng Jiang at first, knowing that Feng Jiang was for him to rest earlier, he felt that Feng Jiang was very caring.

Seeing that Feng Jiang was still looking at him, he obediently said thank you.

Feng Jiang smiled, tucked his feet into the quilt and let him lie down, then tucked the corner of the quilt for him and said: "Sleep, don't worry, I will watch you by the side."

Jin An felt a little embarrassed after realizing it, and wanted to say that he didn't need to look at him, but just opened his mouth a little, Feng Jiang said: "If that dirty thing really followed, I can also find it immediately. "

"That dirty thing may be related to the mountain god worshiped in this village."

Jin An was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about the plot, he didn't continue to say anything. When Feng Jiang reached out to cover his eyelids, he closed them obediently.

It seems that the ancestral hall can really stop dirty things. Jin An slept soundly and soundly this time, breathing a comfortable and cold fragrance, but was finally awakened by the sound of arguing outside the door.

He moved to the door with his shoes on, and saw that the village chief and Li Mingqiang seemed to be arguing with Jiang Li about re-entering the ancient tomb for inspection.

Li Mingqiang even carried a dead chicken with its neck dropped.

"Oh, it's not that I don't let you see it, it's that the mountain god is angry and really can't let you in." The village head said earnestly.

Li Mingqiang's temper was obviously much stronger, and he directly smashed the dead rooster in front of Jiang Li, saying: "It's good that you have nothing to lose, but the leaders from your city don't know how to think about us poor people!"

"Because you went in and disturbed the mountain god, now the mountain god is angry, and all the livestock in our family are dead, how can we live!"

Jin An was confused when he heard it, and the hand on the door accidentally pushed and made a sound, and several people who were still arguing turned their eyes over at the same time.

Either to please, or to be angry, and there were two exceptionally calm gazes, who froze for a moment when they only saw him.

Looking back blankly with sleepy eyes, the beautiful little widow who just woke up, standing at the door of the guest room in a cheap flowered dress wrinkled in sleep, is always surprising.

It was Feng Jiang who was the first to react. While the people around were still watching in surprise, he strode directly to Jin An's side and put his coat on him.

"wake up?"

Jin An nodded, and after putting on his clothes, he didn't know what was going on and looked at the yard from the side of Feng Jiang's arm.

"Widow Ann is also there."

Village head Li coughed lightly, and beckoned to Jin'an.

Jin An glanced at Feng Jiang, walked over, nodded and called the village chief.

The village head smiled, like a considerate elder, and looked around Jin An and Feng Jiang with a kind of loving gaze.

Jin An looked a little embarrassed, and stood beside him with a stern face.

"It's like this. Professor Feng wants to go to the tomb of the mountain god to check again, but the villagers don't agree." The village chief suddenly explained to Jin An.

"Widow An, although you have come to our village not long ago, you also know that our village relies on the blessing of the mountain god to survive. Now that the mountain god is angry, it is difficult for us to do so."

Jin An was at a loss when he heard this, and didn't know why the village chief said this to him.

It wasn't until the village head's next ambiguous words that were slightly exchanged, that Jin An was slow to realize that the village head seemed to want to use him to exchange with Feng Jiang.

The village head said: "If you don't find any ancient tombs after checking the ancient tombs this time, I hope Professor Feng and you can let it go."

"I remember Widow Ann wanted to go to the city to make money, right?"

The person who asked the last sentence was Jin An, who was glanced at by the village chief, and subconsciously nodded, "Yes".

The village chief said with a smile: "Then after Professor Feng finishes surveying and there is nothing special, please ask Professor Feng to take Widow An back with him."

"Widow An, do you want to go to the city with Professor Feng?"

That round, chubby face was always aimed at Jin An with a pleasing sophistication, as if it was expected that Jin An would agree.

A poor widow who would rather exchange her body to save money and go to the city obviously couldn't refuse this suggestion, especially in the rich setting played by Feng Jiang.

Jin An lowered his eyelashes, trembling, and was about to nod when a person who had been watching for a long time with a sullen face took the lead in answering for Jin An.

"No."

The young man guarding the tomb, who had been silent from the beginning, stood in front of Jin An the moment he sensed that Jin An was about to let go, and resisted the village chief's exchange proposal with a slightly depressed attitude.

Jin An only felt a figure enveloping him, but as soon as he raised his head, the village chief said directly, "As long as Widow An agrees."

The figure standing in front of him turned around, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared straight at Jin An with urgent begging eyes.

Jin An felt as if he had been scorched by fire. He lowered his eyelashes and dared not look at Li Jue. Immediately afterwards, the other party took out a crumpled piece of paper, quickly wrote a sentence on it and placed it in front of Jin An.

The hand that helped Jin An wash his clothes eagerly stretched out in Jin An's direction, and Jin An saw the words on the paper.

"Don't promise."

There were also concerned words asking if Jin An was injured. Jin An curled up his fingers. With his personality, he would definitely not reject the proposal of the village chief, but even he could feel the urgency of the person in front of him. If he agreed Jin An was inexplicably uncomfortable, so he didn't answer immediately.

"Jin'an."

"Widow Ann?"

Feng Jiang and the village head called him at the same time, Jin An squinted his eyes and looked in Feng Jiang's direction, and when he saw the other party nodding to him affirmatively, he squeezed his mouth tightly.

Jin An lowered his head and took a few deep breaths before he mustered up his courage, and said "Mmm" in a low voice.

"I thought."

The author says:

Fengjiang: hope that dreams come true;

Thank you friends for throwing mines and watering, kisskiss——

感谢在2022-09-2517:11:38-2022-09-2618:02:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yang Fengmei 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Sanye Sanxun, Qianlantang, and Ziyu; 1 bottle of Mo Qian, Yu., Xiao Zhanshunli, and Linwu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!