As soon as Ning Fengzi finished speaking, there was another bright bolt of lightning in the sky outside, illuminating most of the dark sky. Amidst the thunder, a person suddenly ran in from outside in a hurry.
The burst of thunder just now and Ning Fengzi's strange smile made Yan Yan frightened for a moment.
When she heard footsteps, she quickly gathered her thoughts and reached out to pick up her tea cup.
She thought it was Xiaoliu and the others who were back, or the guy who came to deliver water, and didn't care who came in.
Just when he picked up the tea cup and brought it to his mouth, Shen Yuyun asked: "This young master is also traveling to avoid the rain? Come in and sit down."
Yan Yan was surprised.
It’s raining so hard and there are still people walking outside?
She raised her head out of curiosity, only to find a soaked and embarrassed scholar standing at the door.
When Shen Yuyun was talking to the scholar, the scholar was twisting the water stains on his gown with his hands. The cloth shoes under his feet were already muddy, and a puddle of water quickly formed where he stood.
The scholar was obviously badly affected by the rain.
The ruined temple is a public shelter. Anyone passing by can come here to stay, and it is normal to meet strangers.
Bi Cheng was kind-hearted. When he saw that the other party's clothes were soaked inside and out, he couldn't help but say hello: "Brother, come over and warm yourself by the fire. Take off your clothes to warm yourself by the way. Wear wet clothes so you don't get cold."
The water stains on the corner of the scholar's robe were almost gone. He raised his head and nodded to Bi Cheng with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, dear friend. I am afraid that the water all over my body will disturb your good interest in drinking tea."
The scholar raised his head to speak, and only then did Yan Yan see his appearance clearly...
My eyebrows are far away from the smoke of Xiu River, my eyes are drawn to the water of Xiangjiang River...
At first glance, this person seems to have a very scholarly temperament. But if you take a closer look, you will find that there is a bit of elegance in his elegant style, and there is also a bit of uninhibitedness in his elegance. Together, he is 100% perfect. The autumn water style.
Especially those eyes, I don't know if it was because of the rain, they were like glass that had just been soaked in water, clear without a speck of dust or dirt.
When talking to Bi Cheng, his eyes would curl up with a little smile, as gentle as the spring water in March.
This is the first time Yan Yan has seen a man whose appearance is comparable to Cang Hua's in this world.
Canghua is as quiet as spring ice.
This man is as pure as jade.
Just when the Yan Yan surprised man showed off his appearance, Cang Hua's message suddenly sounded in his mind: "Bring him in."
While Cang Hua was speaking, the man's eyes also turned to Yan Yan, and then he smiled tenderly at her.
This smile makes spring water shine on pear blossoms...
Yan Yan was stunned!
The first reaction in her mind was: Canghua fell in love with her beauty!
She had never thought that a great man like Canghua could be emotional.
I never thought that such a great god would actually have a broken sleeve!
While Yan Yan was thinking wildly, Shen Yuyun had already ordered his assistant to put a wooden log next to the fire.
The scholar bowed his hands in thanks and sat down in front of the fire.
He did not shy away from the fact that Yanyan was a woman, so he took off his already soaked gown and put it on the wooden frame next to him.
Because it was wet and cold tonight, Yan Yan specially ordered the kitchen team to cook a lot of ginger soup. At this moment, there is a pot of ready-made ginger soup on the table.
Bi Cheng took a bowl from the soup basin and gave it to the scholar.
The scholar took the soup bowl with both hands, thanked him again and again, and drank it all in one breath.
After drinking the ginger soup, the scholar wiped his mouth with his sleeve and smiled at Bi Cheng: "Sir, do you have any leftover food? I was so anxious by the heavy rain just now that all the suitcases and cages fell into the river, and the dry food I brought with me was also destroyed. Washed away, but now I'm still empty."
Bi Cheng nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, you wait, I will bring it to you!" After saying that, he took the umbrella and ran out.
While waiting for the meal, the scholar continued to seize the time to bake his wet clothes.
Yan Yan couldn't sense any spiritual fluctuations in the scholar's body, he was obviously just an ordinary person.
Because of Canghua, Yanyan couldn't help but look at the scholar carefully.
To be fair, Shen Yuyun and Hua Chang are good-looking, but they have different temperaments from this scholar. This scholar is obviously more charming than those two.
Cang Hua turns out to like this kind of taste... He must be a gong!
This man's temperament, as well as his small body, are so cute and cute.
Shen Yuyun smiled and asked: "May I ask what I call this gentleman?"
The man smiled warmly: "My surname is Bai, and my first name is Miao? Because I have been teaching in a private school in the village since I was a teenager, and I have always been teaching as my profession, so few people call me by my name. They all call me Master Bai, or Master Bai. Mr. Bai."
The man was afraid that no one would know his name, so he wrote it on the ground with his fingers.
Yan Yan looked at the three words he wrote and couldn't help but lick her lips quietly.
Bai Miao??
The name means he is not afraid of water.
While Yan Yan was thinking, Bi Cheng had already brought the food box.
Bai Miao took the bowl and chopsticks and took a bite first.
Everyone originally thought that he would gorge himself on the food in this state, but they didn't expect that Mr. Bai ate very gracefully, eating each bite slowly and leisurely.
Yan Yan sat close and saw clearly that when he took the first bite, he subconsciously frowned at his beautiful eyebrows.
This expression... is pure disgust?!
This guy is eating other people's food for nothing and yet he still dislikes it!
Yan Yan's impression of Mr. Bai immediately plummeted.
Shen Yuyun and Bi Cheng only exchanged simple greetings with Bai Miao. When they saw him eating, they stopped disturbing him and continued their previous conversation.
At this time, the lightning and thunder outside stopped, but the rain became heavier.
Hua Chang's room was next door. He couldn't sleep due to the noise from the rain, so he came over to drink tea and chat.
Bi Cheng had been listening carefully to the conversation between Shen Yuyun and Ning Fengzi. Now he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ning just said he was worried about Fenmuling. I also heard from the caravan that that place is particularly dangerous. What's going on there?" Is it dangerous?”
Ning Fengzi chuckled: "Fenmuling is a bit evil place, there are monsters singing at night."
Bi Cheng frowned in confusion: "Just sing, there's nothing to be afraid of."
There are several guys in the caravan who can also sing. After dinner, everyone gathers around the fire and often asks them to sing. Bi Cheng also thinks that they can sing quite nicely. He just can't, but if he could, he would sing too.
Shen Yuyun explained to him: "That's it, the voice on the mountain is actually not singing. No one knows where the voice came from, but the voice has a psychedelic effect on people and can cause hallucinations. "
Bi Cheng is still puzzled: "Can hallucinations kill people?"
Shen Yuyun shook his head: "Hallucinations will not kill people, but people will follow the singing and enter the mountains without knowing it. The mountains at night are very dangerous, and there will be all kinds of monsters. Once people go in, they will be unconscious." In such a state, they usually never return.”
Hua Chang asked: "Why does the Liao family have the antidote for crossing the mountain? No other family can produce it at all. I suspect that the auditory hallucination was deliberately created by the Liao family in order to defraud passers-by of their money."
Note: Miao (pronounced three tones of miao)? (pronounced four tones of man)