"Don't be afraid, little sister, I'll protect you." Cheng Pingxi walked to Wu Yue's side, pretending to be calm, and put his arm around her shoulder, speaking in a steady voice.
Wu Yue turned her head slightly and glanced at him. Her expression wasn't particularly strong, but her eyes clearly said: How do you plan to protect me?
Meeting Wu Yue's gaze, Cheng Pingxi immediately wilted, letting go of her arm and instead hugging the girl's arm, pressing his face against hers, and said in a wronged tone, "Ah, it's better for my little sister to protect me."
After all, he was the future brother-in-law, so Yan Chiyu had that much magnanimity. He looked at Uncle Min and, seeing the butler's serious expression, asked, "Are you in a hurry to go back? Is there anything else you haven't finished at home?"
Seeing the composed young man, Uncle Min felt a sense of comfort, as if crumpled silk had been smoothed out in an instant. He chuckled softly, "It's nothing, just two pieces of clothing hanging on the balcony. I checked the weather forecast, no rain or typhoon coming up, no rush."
"That's good."
After finishing his tea in the white porcelain cup, Yan Chiyu stood up. "Mr. Yao, if you don't mind, could you show us around the village?"
Old Man Yao suddenly looked troubled. "Young Master, it's not that I'm unwilling. It's just that my Yao family has had very little contact with the villagers for the past ten years or so. The villagers are very xenophobic. Even the fields that my son and daughter-in-law cultivate were reclaimed by us later, and they are far away from the fields of the other families in the village. I'm willing to take you there, but I'm afraid you might hear some unpleasant things."
As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Min pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket. "I don't know if the other people in the village will mind that college students come out to play during the National Day holiday. This is for accommodation."
Old Yao glanced at the money, then quickly turned his gaze to Yan Chiyu. "If that's the case, then I can't show up at all. Please pretend you've never seen me before, that you're just here for sightseeing and looking for a place to stay."
"good."
Wu Yue responded, and the others didn't say anything more, leaving everything to her discretion.
After leaving the Yao family's courtyard, the group made a point of going to the village entrance again for a second look.
"The formation is much stronger than the one I sensed when I first entered the village."
"Strange, what exactly is this formation suppressing?"
Yan Chiyu withdrew his probing spiritual power and then surveyed the surrounding environment. "Forced destruction is not out of the question, but it will consume..."
“No need.” Wu Yue took the young man’s hand. “I have a feeling that as long as we find the secret of this village, we should be able to find out where the Vermilion Bird is.”
Wu Yue was trembling, a physiological trembling.
Yan Chiyu teased her, "Why are you pushing yourself so hard? Aren't you scared?"
"This is the only thing I promised Lu Shu, and I must do it."
After saying that, her eyes drifted towards Cheng Pingxi with a slightly resentful look, "Brother, as the White Tiger, don't you have any connection with the Vermilion Bird? Like telepathy or something?"
Cheng Pingxi sighed, “To be honest, although I have some memories, I haven’t inherited any of my skills. I can’t do anything like Xuanwu’s ability to fly over rooftops and cast spells to seal things with a wave of his hand.”
After saying that, he sighed with great regret, "What use is this title to me!"
Wu Yue was silent for a moment, then patted his shoulder, "Being a pretty face isn't so bad. Just focus on working hard and making money in the entertainment industry."
Seemingly encouraged, yet not quite, Cheng Pingxi was filled with renewed fighting spirit after hearing Jun's words. "Absolutely! My goal is to earn money to support my sister and my parents!"
-
Money is a good thing.
After Uncle Min's explanation, which was full of intellectual flair, the four of them successfully checked into the largest self-built bungalow in the village.
The host family prepared the top floor for Wu Yue and the others to stay on. Although they provided washed bedding and pillows, they didn't use them just to be on the safe side.
Yan Chiyu took out two bags with patterns of returning birds and handed them to Uncle Min and Cheng Pingxi, saying, "The things inside can be used."
Cheng Pingxi, carrying the bag, stared at the bird, his expression gradually becoming irritable. "So, back then, Xi Gui signed me..." Just a minute ago, he still thought it was because of his own abilities.
The young man smiled, "For my girlfriend's sake."
Finally, he added, "Of course, we also value your sales ability and personal influence."
Cheng Pingxi's expression softened slightly upon hearing the last sentence, then he snorted, "You're quite honest. If you said it wasn't because of my sister, I wouldn't believe it."
Yan Chiyu, I'll just acknowledge you a little bit more in my heart, just a little bit.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
