Divine Mark

Chapter 8
A fence covered with vines surrounds a small yard.There is also a pool in the yard, and a stone table next to the three reclining chairs, on which utensils for making tea are placed.

On the open space next to the wooden house, some unknown medicinal herbs were planted.This is the home of Zhao Yong, the patriarch of the Shigang tribe.

In a room inside the house, Qingyuntai was lying peacefully, with his eyes closed and his breathing long.

The morning sun shines through the window, shining on this young and somewhat handsome face, which has a special taste. Dr. Jin Wenyang, who is sitting next to him, looks a little absent-minded...

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, with a plump body and black hair like a waterfall.The thin green gauze tightly wraps the uneven and delicate body, and part of the snow-like skin can be vaguely seen through the green gauze. The most impressive thing is her pair of moving eyes. There are many styles.

Jin Wenyang was bending over lazily, staring at the young man in front of her with her fragrant cheeks, completely ignoring the snow-white spring light on her chest as she bent over, most of which was exposed to the air.

After a while, Jin Wenyang seemed to find something unusual.

"Still pretending to be asleep, waiting for me to hit you?"

When the woman opened her mouth, Qingyuntai could only feel a faint orchid fragrance from the tip of her nose, which was very pleasant.Taking a deep breath, Qing Yuntai sat up and stretched leisurely, but still reluctant to open his eyes, as if he was nostalgic for the feeling of falling asleep.

He didn't pretend to be asleep. When he regained consciousness, he found that his body seemed to have changed a little after he passed out this time.

In his perception, an empty space appeared in the brain area, filled with abundant spiritual power.

The empty space is boundless, and in the center, there is a huge mist with a diameter of tens of meters, which isolates the weak perception of Qingyuntai, and the power of my soul is squeezed to the edge of the mist, like a newborn snake struggling in the mud Activity.

"What is this?"

Qingyuntai was puzzled, thinking that he would ask old man Zhao later, if this is the sea of ​​consciousness, if he felt the sea of ​​consciousness, it would be a miraculous thing.

Once the boy's dark eyes were opened, he saw the wonderful scenery.

"Uh..." Qing Yuntai's Adam's apple slipped, and his body felt inexplicably hot.I didn't know what to say, so I quickly raised my head in fright, and stared blankly at the woman in front of me, the scene was extremely embarrassing.

The woman pretended not to care, sat upright and straightened her clothes, a faint voice came:

"Hey, you are still so courageous, it seems that the last time you beat him a little bit!"

Some of the threatening meanings are self-evident, but it sounds like a playful feeling to Qingyuntai.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Sister Wenyang is beautiful again. What can I do if this continues? Worry!"

When he said this, Qingyuntai showed a worried look.

"What? Sister, I am prettier, you have an opinion!"

When he said this, Jin Wenyang stood up, admired his appearance carefully, and thought to himself: How can there be someone who talks like this, wouldn't it be nice to be beautiful?There is nothing to worry about.However, this kid has a good eye. He has just prepared a beauty potion and is currently trying it out for the past few days.

However, if she knew about Qingyuntai, she just said it casually to change the subject, how could she know about beauty potions, it was purely a blind cat and a dead mouse, wouldn't she be completely blown away?

Taking advantage of this time, Qing Yuntai hurriedly got off the bed, and slipped into the backyard in a familiar way, ready to wash up first.

Beside the stone well in the backyard, Qingyuntai washed his face with the clear mountain spring, chewing a kind of blue leaf in his mouth, and the indistinct voice came to Jin Wenyang's ears:

"Of course... My sister Wenyang is getting more and more beautiful, but no one in that tribe is worthy of you, I am worried!"

The room fell into silence, and Qing Yuntai guessed that the girl Jin Wenyang was probably still there.

After a long while, a haughty voice came out:

"That's none of your business! After washing, die and eat."

"Got it!"

Qingyuntai spit out the green residue in his mouth, and rinsed his mouth with water, feeling that his mouth was much cleaner.Ha breath, with a faint fragrance.Qingyuntai was extremely satisfied.

Jin Wenyang is actually almost 28. Girls love beauty, and as a doctor, she is proficient in pharmacology. With careful maintenance, she looks like a magnificent young girl in the eyes of others.

Over the years, she knew how attractive her body was to ordinary men.You have to know those young tribesmen, who didn't look at me for the first time with red faces, so that almost no young tribesmen dare to look at themselves face to face, hmph, only this kid dares to stare at me without any taboo, obviously only 14 years old, But I always feel that he is much more mature than his peers.

Every time the bastard looked at him, he seemed to be enjoying himself.Any girl would feel a little shy if she was stared at like this.Want to get angry, but find that anger cannot rise in my heart.

There is no other reason, but because this young man's gaze is too pure, in those dark and clear eyes, there is only appreciation of beauty, without those complicated things, which makes Jin Wenyang shy and a little happy at the same time.

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In the hall of the wooden house, Qingyun Terrace is taking advantage of the autumn wind to sweep away fallen leaves, concentrating on eliminating the food on the table in front of it: a large pot of cooked meat with fragrance, a plate of green wild vegetables, and a few unknown wild fruits.

The two of them chatted one after another...

Jin Wenyang, who was on the opposite side, was slowly eating the fruit in her hand while watching Qingyuntai gobbling it up. For the first time, she discovered that watching other people eat is so interesting.

It seems that it is not a bad thing to cook a meal for this kid. When she heard that Qing Yuntai fainted at the altar last night, she wanted to come and check. Later, the patriarch sent a message saying that there was no problem, so she was relieved.

Not so early in the morning, she came to report the news to the patriarch, but she was actually a little worried about Qingyuntai.When the patriarch heard the news about him, he immediately ran to check the situation in surprise. After checking, he found that Qingyuntai was indeed in good health. Jin Wenyang wanted to turn around and go back to his home. When he left, he thought that the patriarch would not be able to return for a while. Come.

Just show kindness once and make breakfast for this kid.

Seeing that the food was almost the same, Qingyuntai wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and asked Jin Wenyang:
"Just now you said that the patriarch went to the grotto, that means you helped me cure those mysterious beasts, is that true?"

Jin Wenyang was helping to clean the battlefield, and replied slowly:
"We'll have a look later and we'll find out. It just so happens that you have something to ask the patriarch."

……

The two came out of the patriarch's residence and walked for a while. In front of them were row upon row of houses of ordinary clan members.

It was early in the morning, and there were not many people on the road, but all the people they met greeted Qing Yuntai enthusiastically, and sometimes called Dr. Jin...

At the door of a stone house, two middle-aged women are chopping firewood with an axe. The man is in charge of chopping, and the woman is in charge of picking it aside...

Not far away was a handsome man sitting there, sharpening the gleaming arrow in his hand, but looking at the backs of Qingyuntai and Jin Wenyang in the distance from time to time. Affecting his mind, Dr. Jin Wenyang's kindness and generous style of behavior deeply attracted him.

As everyone knows, this little move was noticed by his own parents.

This man's name is Zhao Tiankuo, and he is a respected hunting team member with good strength. He is famous for his bow and arrow skills. He is also a well-known person in the Shigang tribe.

Father Zhao split the last piece of wood, hesitantly opened his mouth a few times, and was still about to call his son.

"Tian Kuo, it's not that Dad said you! Look at Qingyuntai, who is not very old, and how harmonious he is with Dr. Jin. You really have to learn from him, and don't hold your broken bow all day long. "

Just as Zhao Tiankuo secretly looked away, he heard what his own father said, and immediately realized that he had been spotted peeking at the girl a long time ago, and suddenly felt a little red on his face.

"Dad, this..."

However, before he finished speaking, Zhao Ma also echoed:
"Aunt Wang next door has seen Dr. Jin take Qingyuntai home for dinner several times. No one in our tribe has this kind of treatment."

"Your father is right. You really have to learn from that kid. We knew what you were thinking a few years ago, but we haven't seen any progress in you."

……

"Oh, stop talking, I know, I know"

Zhao Tiankuo was originally a shy person, when he heard his parents say these words, he kept waving his hands to stop them.If this is heard by outsiders, it will be a shame if it spreads.

"Then you have to hurry up. Dr. Jin is the most beautiful person in our tribe, and his medical skills are so powerful. The biggest wish of your father and I in this life is to hope that you will take her home to be your wife."

After Zhao's mother left a word, she went into the house with the chopped firewood to start a fire and cook, leaving her son messed up in the wind.

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(End of this chapter)