Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 22 Returning to the Village
Just as Lan Weiwei took a step forward, suddenly some distant fires approached here, Lan Weiwei took a few steps back and turned to look at several people.

As they retreated further and further away, a vague voice came.

"Mingquan, my sons, is the mountain road difficult to walk? I see lights flickering here and there all the time?"

It was Shen Bo's voice, Lan Weiwei and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's me, Uncle Shen, why are you here?"

Uncle Shen still had a somewhat stooped body, but the inexplicable Lan Weiwei felt that seeing the acquaintances she met during the day made her feel more at ease.

Uncle Shen finally came over, but Lan Weiwei saw a red shadow drifting past in the foggy place behind her, whether it was her eyes dazzled or the strange thing she had seen in the grove before reappeared, Lan Weiwei felt her heart sinking It sinks.

"I always feel that when you leave in the afternoon, I'm afraid it will be late at night at the foot of the mountain. I don't feel relieved to come and have a look. My eyesight is not good. I walked here for a long time and saw bright lights flickering inside. Guessing if you haven’t gone far, come over and have a look.”

"We..." Lan Weiwei just wanted to say, we were trapped by these fogs, we couldn't go anywhere except this small area, but Shen Mingquan stopped us.

He went on to say: "Uncle Shen, we originally wanted to come here, put up a tent and stay overnight first, and then rush to the foot of the mountain tomorrow. The road at night is difficult to walk, but we didn't expect to surprise Uncle Shen."

Uncle Shen shook the crutch in his hand: "You child, if you rest here for the night, it's better to go to the village and walk for half an hour. It's better to go back and rest, let's go."

Lan Weiwei and the others obediently returned to the village.

Strangely, under Shen Bo's leadership, although they didn't walk in a straight line, they walked back to the village without any mistakes.

Yin Jiani finally couldn't bear it and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

"Uncle Shen, why did we just... when we came over just now, it was foggy at night and the road was not easy to walk. As soon as you took me along, it went so smoothly."

Shen Bo smiled and said: "Although Shen Bo's eyes are not good, but after living in Lishan for many years, he can walk back even with his eyes closed. You only ask some weird questions."

Yin Jiani thought it would be great to be back, but she just wanted to ask Uncle Shen a few more words, but she felt that Shen Mingquan looked indifferently as if he was looking at a stranger, shrank his head, and stepped back to the side, complaining alone.

After more than an hour, Lan Weiwei lay on the bed, feeling as if her whole body was falling apart, staring at the beams on the roof, thinking back to the courtyard just now, Yu Wei hooked her head, put her hands in her pockets on her face Looking at her wrist indistinctly.

The bronze medal on her wrist has been covered by the dark sportswear, and it is completely impossible to see that there is a bracelet on it, but Lan Weiwei knows that Yu is definitely looking at the bronze medal, and he will not look at her body parts nervously. He looked at Lan Weiwei for half a minute, a little thoughtful, and didn't look at Lan Weiwei the whole time. After he finished thinking, he turned around and walked away, completely treating Lan Weiwei as a ball of air. What a shame. Stranger, Lan Weiwei decided not to argue with him, otherwise she wouldn't be sulking every day.

Closing the door, covering the quilt, staring at the roof, Lan Weiwei gradually fell asleep, maybe because she was too tired, when she woke up from a dream, it was already the middle of the night.I forgot what the dream was about, but when I bent over, I felt that my mouth was extremely thirsty.

Outside the door, there is still some vague mist shrouded, not like the white mist that just rose today, but it really exists in front of the eyes, Lan Weiwei looked at it and suddenly felt a white figure walking by the window , when she fixedly looked over, it turned out to be Yin Jiani, Lan Weiwei hesitated, put on her coat, and followed quietly.

Yin Jiani walked neither fast nor slow. As usual, Lan Weiwei walked in the corners of the houses like a thief. Lan Weiwei tried to keep her movements as light as possible so that Yin Jiani would not find out. .

Yin Jiani seemed to be walking towards Uncle Shen's courtyard, Lan Weiwei hesitated for a while, and wanted to turn back, since it was Uncle Shen's courtyard, she had nothing to worry about.

But halfway through, it seemed uneconomical to go back, so she continued to follow.

Uncle Shen's yard was not locked, and only one Uncle Shen lived in the whole village, so it didn't matter if the door was locked or not.

Yin Jiani found Shen Mingquan's room familiarly. When Lan Weiwei came here, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly exited the door.

When she gently closed the courtyard door, she found that Yin Jiani and Shen Mingquan had been entangled and twisted together, and her clothes were peeling off. Yin Jiani was still in the light blue long dress that swept the floor, and the falling clothes were like a flying bird. The blue crystal butterfly fluttered gently to the ground. Shen Mingquan didn't untie his coat, and pulled Yin Jiani's white legs apart in a relatively large arc, but Yin Jiani gradually climbed up like a slimy snake. Looking at Shen Mingquan's body, from Lan Weiwei's perspective, Yin Jiani's face is completely intoxicated. Shen Mingquan is staring at Yin Jiani's face. Limbs swaying, white flesh. desire. horizontal. flow, Lan Weiwei can only hear a heartbeat hoarse moan.

Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder, and all the hairs on Lan Weiwei's body stood on end. She didn't dare to look behind, for fear of being frightened to death by the rumored ghost behind her. Her hands trembled, and she almost couldn't even hold the door frame live.

"I said, you have the guts to watch other people live. Erotic palaces, and you haven't the guts to look back."

Behind him was Yu's playful and somewhat casual voice.

Hearing the unfamiliar but slightly familiar voice, Lan Weiwei turned his head stiffly, Yu's sharp eyes were looking at her at this moment, but when he turned his head, he looked at Shen Mingquan's room in the courtyard.

"You scared me to death. No matter how you walk, there is no sound."

"Oh, don't do anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

"Why can't I be afraid?"

"Tianshi, is there anything to be afraid of?"

"Hey, who said that I am a celestial master, I am also a guide, do guides understand?"

"Guide, hey, who is leading the way along the way?"

After chatting with Yu for a while, Lan Weiwei was stunned. She always thought that Yu was a taciturn person, but she never thought that she and him would one day be able to argue with each other like friends.

Lan Weiwei turned around uncomfortably.At this time Shen Mingquan and Yin Jiani had completely closed the doors and windows, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything.

After watching those live spring palaces, Lan Weiwei didn't know whether she was guilty or a little shy. In short, both anger and shame were equally divided. After gently closing the courtyard door, she tugged on Yu's clothes and quietly left Uncle Shen. yard.

Yu still put his hands in his trouser pockets, bent slightly, looking from behind, he looked like a wandering singer walking in this uncoordinated old village, and under the illumination of the lights, his figure was elongated step by step.

(End of this chapter)