"Hey, hey, hey..." Various ancient ethnic dialects are strung together with joyful songs with unique charm, accompanied by the whine of some ancient musical instrument, as if walking in a mysterious time and space.

Yan Aonan felt novel and a little dazed. The hands holding his dancing hands kept changing. The owners of those soft and passionate hands all had youthful and slightly shy faces.

"This is a fire dance that makes young people fall in love. If you meet someone you like, you can stay in our village forever." Ah Shan, who jumped to her side at some point, said happily.

"You danced so well." As if infected by everyone's dancing, Yan Aonan's skirt became more and more comfortable with every turn she turned, blooming like a flower.

"Oh oh oh oh..." The rhythm of the music and cheers suddenly entered an unprecedented joyous state, and the dancers gradually stopped walking. The girls took out flowers of different shapes from nowhere and gave them to them.

man.

Only then did Yan Aonan notice that Murong Wenshan had already received seven flowers of different colors in his arms. He thought that the folk customs here were both simple and fierce. Murong Wenshan looked embarrassed and embarrassed, and looked towards the crazy man in the center of the field.

The figure whirling and dancing to the rhythm of the music chased after him.

Dressed in colorful clothes, Pan Yujiao, like a proud peacock, has become the center of the audience. She holds a gorgeous red rose between her lips and teeth, and her face is particularly dazzling by the red light in the sky.

The music finally reached a climax. Pan Yujiao's dance steps missed Murong Wenshan's eyes. In response to the last note, she knelt down in front of the man in a dark green shirt. Murong Wenshan's face turned pale.

Long sadness spread from the body of this sunny and resolute man. Yan Aonan looked at him with sympathy, but was surprised to find a ray of eyes cast on him. He looked away and only caught the man in the dark green gown.

The last ray of eyes seemed to be attached to and reluctant to leave.

Lin Zheng stretched out his well-framed palms and gently held the rose. The other flowers in the arms of the dark green gown also fell to the ground at this moment. The whole audience burst into cheers. For some reason, Yan Aonan's heart felt slightly sour at this moment.

, met Lu Luo’s tangled and joyful eyes.

"Why? Why? Grandpa's words are never wrong..." The painful murmur brought Yan Aonan back to his senses. She gently patted his shoulder, comforting Murong Wenshan like a wounded brother.

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"In the outside world, it actually doesn't matter if a girl accepts a man's flowers, or if a man accepts a girl's flowers." At this moment, Yan Aonan actually thought of the 999 roses he had given away at will.

The flowers in front of me must be more impressive, but in my heart, they are just a trick played by stubborn men like Long Yihuan to coax women.

"If the man on the fire dance accepts the girl's flowers, it means that he is willing to go to her flower room tonight." Murong Wenshan said with difficulty with a red face.

"Ah." Yan Aonan blushed in embarrassment when he heard this. Although she had accepted the baptism of quite avant-garde modern relations between men and women during this period, as a woman who grew up in the Tang Dynasty and was nurtured by women's three obediences and four virtues of chastity, she still

She really couldn't accept such a thing, so she said quietly: "Lin Zheng doesn't seem like that kind of person."

"Gillian had the opportunity to participate in fire dancing when she became an adult, and she would send flowers to Lin Zheng every year. This is the first time he has accepted it..." Murong Wenshan couldn't continue talking in pain. He always knew that it was all his wishful thinking.

But the words of the witch doctor Grandpa clearly gave him hope.

Yan Aonan wanted to say that even if they were willing to be so casual, the elders might not agree, but looking at the happy face of the old lady in the venue, even Pan Yujiao's father was smiling happily, and then looked at the girls who were receiving flowers in the venue

One by one, they left the show shyly, and then they suddenly realized that this way of expressing love may be the unique tradition of courting marriage in Taoyuan Medicine Village.

"No, I want to go to the ladder..." Murong Wenshan murmured and struggled to get up. The seven flowers in his arms also fell to the ground. Yan Aonan seemed to feel that he heard the woman's heartbroken voice.

"Ladder to heaven? Where is that place?" Yan Aonan held his arm uneasily and asked.

"In a place blessed by the God of Fire, as long as someone earns the gift at the end of the ladder for his beloved girl, he is qualified to go to her flower room." Murong Wenshan said as if he was possessed.

"Then if she has accepted another man..." Looking at the extremely painful face illuminated by the firelight, Yan Aonan felt that he could not bear to say any more.

"It doesn't matter, at least then I am qualified to be her husband." Murong Wenshan firmly shook off Yan Aonan's hand and moved forward. Yan Aonan had only heard of one husband with multiple concubines, but he did not expect that in this Taoyuan Medicine Village,

Women can have multiple husbands.

She felt deeply uneasy and grabbed Murong Wenshan's sleeve again, thinking that the so-called ladder to heaven must be a very dangerous place. Just as she was about to say something, a joking voice came from her ear: "What should we do? In our village

But we haven't arranged a flower room for Miss Yan. Look at how impatient she is. You guys should send her back quickly, lest she lose her status as a guest here and the young master's face."

The person who came was none other than a green lady, followed by several tall and strong guards with malicious smiles. Yan Aonan met her eyes with disgust and was about to say something when he felt Wenshan break away and wanted to leave.

Then he said hurriedly: "Sister Yujiao has arranged for Ah Shan to send me back, so I won't bother Miss Luluo."

After saying this, he followed Murong Wenshan's footsteps and started to move forward. Hearing the name that was in his mind, he came back to his senses and disappeared into the crowd with Yan Aonan as if he acquiesced.

"Where are they going in such a hurry?" Luluo crossed her arms and smiled proudly. She turned back and spread her hands to the men and said, "I originally wanted to reward you, but now I can only take advantage of that idiot Ashan."

After these people retreated, they saw Pan Yujiao, who was elegantly dressed in colorful clothes, walking slowly to the place where Murong Wenshan and Yan Aonan disappeared. Her face looked blank, and she was slightly worried when she thought that it might be the direction of the ladder to heaven.

Her father stood up from behind and pushed Pan Yujiao gently: "Why don't you go to the flower room and get ready?" Upon hearing this, she shyly threw herself into her father's arms.

For this day, she herself and her father had sacrificed too much. She absolutely did not allow any accidents. She bit her red lips lightly with her teeth, and there were faint blood stains pierced by roses as she licked them into her mouthpiece. It was sweet.

The taste inexplicably gave her a different kind of power.

The red light reflecting the sky was gradually cast into the distance, and the night in Taoyuan Medicine Village was exceptionally bright. Wisps of light penetrated the net woven by the branches and projected down, clinging to the body and feeling breathless. Yan Aonan looked up,

I can't tell whether it's starlight or moonlight.

"Wait a minute, wait for me at the bottom of the ladder." Murong Wenshan sighed softly, feeling helpless to the girl following behind him. Suddenly, there was a squeaking sound, which was the sound of animals panting in the dense forest. Murong Wenshan softly

He frowned slightly, the place where the ladder was was full of dangers, he really shouldn't have brought her here.

"Maybe I can help you." Yan Aonan was very touched by Murong Wenshan's caring figure wielding a hatchet to remove the roadblock. In fact, she wanted to say that with her own Qinggong and restored internal strength, she would not be able to help him climb the ladder.

The question is, does she really want to do this? Is it really a good way out for the good man in front of her to be someone else's second husband? Yan Aonan is deeply entangled.

"Yujiao is a good girl, but the girls who gave you flowers tonight are also good. Why do you have to choose her?" Yan Aonan couldn't help but stare at the busy back in front of him and said.

"There are thousands of flowers blooming on Taoyuan Mountain, but I only love that one in my heart." Murong Wenshan said without looking back.

"But the place that the flower you like most wants to be is not here." Even though he knew that this was just rubbing salt into the wound, Yan Aonan still hoped to wake him up from the pain.

"Lin Zheng doesn't like her. He just reluctantly accepted the most beautiful girl here in order to truly get this beautiful village."

The busy figure in front paused and said, "Gillian will suffer hardships if she follows him. I can't stop it, but at least I can choose to stand by her side."

"Wouldn't it be better to stand beside her like a friend?" Yan Aonan knew that this young man Murong Wenshan looked very simple and simple, but his mind was more delicate than anyone else. After all, people like Lin Zheng still belong to the outside world, and only

Only the young people around me understand that flowers like Pan Yujiao are most beautiful only when they bloom in Taoyuan Medicine Village.

"You may not understand that women are respected in our Taoyuan Medicine Village. If a man goes to the girl's flower house, he will only be able to give birth to a beautiful female baby with his mother's surname. If he gives birth to a male baby, the boy will only be given the mother's surname.

Lin Zheng, who can bear his father's surname... will definitely go to the outside world. He will not accept such an identity." Murong Wenshan stared into Yan Aonan's eyes and said, "Just like you, a person from the outside world.

, I can never stay in Taoyuan Medicine Village for anyone, so I am the most suitable for Gillian, so don’t stop me."

After Murong Wenshan said that, he turned around and continued to deal with the roadblocks. Yan Aonan really didn't say anything anymore. She stared at the man in front of her. The hatchet was wielded by him with great force, and the vigorous figure shot out of the thorny jungle.

Along the way, there were bloody marks on his body and even on his face.

She finally couldn't bear to ask: "Where is the ladder to heaven? Is it far from here? Is it too late?"

"It should be on a cliff right in front of here. It's very dangerous there. I'll put you on a nearby big tree later and light the poison-repelling incense so that the wild beasts won't dare to come near." Murong Wenshan was busy with the things at hand.

Explained while working.

"Duanya, right? I'll take you there..." Yan Aonan used her energy and strength to grab Murong Wenshan's arm and leap forward. The space in front of the towering trees and thorns was enough for her to exert the power of her wandering step. Murong
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