Chapter 190 Jinjiang
The southern area is located in the south of Binhai City. Overall, it is much warmer than Binhai City. Even in early winter, there is no need to wear heavy clothes.
But when getting off the bus, the guide kindly reminded everyone to remember to bring thick clothes.
"You may have always lived in the city, so you don't know much about the conditions in the mountains. Even in the southern regions, the mountains are very cold."
The guide smiled and explained: "Many backpackers wanted to camp here before, but they all became too cold in the second half of the night and came to us shivering to ask for help to get down the mountain."
"Although we are staying in the villagers' homes this time, it is our first time here and we don't know if we can get used to it. It's better to bring a few more clothes with us."
As he spoke, the guide thrust the trekking pole in his hand into the mud as if to stabilize his body, then took another step before pulling the pole out, repeating this action over and over again.
The guests' attention was attracted by the surrounding scenery. They were chatting and laughing with the owners of B&Bs and inns along the way. No one noticed the guide's strange way of walking.
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes slightly and his gaze fell on the guide's legs.
There is no problem with the pace, but judging from the use of trekking poles...are you used to walking on mountain roads all year round?
Otherwise, I wouldn't keep the habit of climbing mountains on flat roads.
Yan Shixun casually withdrew his gaze, not caring too much.
After all, the guide himself said that he was from the southern region, which is mountainous and has abundant water. Maybe the guide's hometown is in the mountains, and he has developed the habit of mountain climbing frequently.
Because it is early winter, which is the off-season for tourism, even though the program crew did not clear out the nearby people and maintain a relatively closed shooting environment like other live variety shows, there are still not many people in the nearby hotels.
Colorful woven ribbons are flying on the wooden two-story building. Various ancient and mysterious patterns are skillfully drawn, flying in the air, making loud sounds under the clear sky, attracting everyone's attention.
Fortunately, the program team had a smooth journey, and the time originally planned for emergencies was not used at all. It came much earlier than initially expected, so the guide and Zhang Wubing did not rush everyone, but really enjoyed the scenery along the way leisurely as if everyone was traveling together.
Many homestays also hang small folk ornaments at the door for sale, and the bright colors are very eye-catching.
Song Ci seldom came to such undeveloped tourist attractions, but he was attracted by these simple handmade textiles with ancient charm. He walked up to them and asked the proprietress about the price.
Because he was afraid that the young master didn't have any money in his pocket, An Nanyuan followed him consciously, ready to act as the young master's temporary wallet at any time.
Seeing that Song Ci was interested, a third-tier male star among the guests also came over and pointed at these small objects of different colors and explained them to Song Ci.
The male star seemed to be very familiar with these. Song Ci just thought the patterns of these fabrics were beautiful, but he was able to tell the meaning of each pattern and even the combination of different colors.
"People in the south don't like white and yellow because they like to use yellow and white chrysanthemums when they visit graves and offer sacrifices. So over time, people say that this is the color of death and they reject it."
The male star pointed at the colorful fabric in Song Ci's hand and said with a smile: "Like the one you are holding, it symbolizes peace and longevity, so it won't use yellow and white."
"But if it's this kind."
The male star pointed to another pattern of fabric in the boss lady's hand and said, "This is a pattern used to calm the mind, so a small amount of white is used to represent tranquility, and yellow is used to represent blessings."
Song Ci looked at the fabric in his hand doubtfully, wondering how such an accessory could have so many interpretations. But seeing the male star talking so eloquently with his eyes shining, he politely did not question it.
Although the young master has a bad temper, he will not ruin other people's fun.
Even though Song Ci was getting a little impatient with the male celebrity's long science lecture, he still responded with single notes out of courtesy.
The lady boss looked at the male star in surprise: "Little brother, how do you know so much?"
"I've been running an inn here for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've heard such a detailed explanation."
The lady boss smiled and said, "I feel like I'm the customer, and you're the seller, young man."
The male star then stopped talking, suddenly realizing that he seemed to have talked too much, and touched his nose embarrassedly.
The proprietress has been dealing with all kinds of people for many years, and she also noticed the embarrassment of the male star, but her original intention was to make the decision sincerely. The male star was knowledgeable, and she felt a little guilty for a while.
Then, she waved her hand cheerfully, calling on the program groups that were scattered not far away to come and see if there was anything they liked. In order to thank the young man for his explanation, she was the one who delivered all of them today.
The guests cheered and came over happily, curious to see what Song Ci liked.
After all, the young master of the Song family has seen all kinds of high-end international luxury brands, but he spent so much time choosing at the door of the B&B.
Song Ci’s eyes were dead: ………It’s so crowded, please stay away!
Fortunately, Zhao Zhen was quick-witted and pulled Song Ci out from the crowd of guests, thus saving the delicate ragdoll cat from having its noble fur messed up.
Song Ci looked up at Zhao Zhen unhappily.
Zhao Zhen: “?”
He touched his head in confusion, not knowing what he had done wrong to make the young master unhappy.
Song Ci stamped his feet in anger: "The style I picked is still hanging there! Go and get it out, idiot!"
Zhao Zhen had no choice but to rely on his long arms and legs to squeeze back into the crowd.
It wasn't that everyone was short of this little trinket, but the proprietress' cheerful smile made people feel good at first sight, and the little folk pendants given by others were also a token of thoughtfulness, which made everyone have a good impression of the Longevity Village before they even arrived.
When Lu Xingxing was happy, he started talking nonsense, calling the boss lady "sister" all the time, and flattering her so much that she could almost reach the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun. Even though the boss lady knew that the young man was praising her, she still couldn't stop smiling.
How could she not be happy when the handsome young man sweetly called her "sister" and said that she was a flower blooming in the mountains?
Annan, who was there to serve as a wallet, wanted to pay, but was rejected by the proprietress.
"I see you all have cameras with you, are you filming a promotional video?"
The lady boss smiled and said, "Please promote the Changshou Village. My business is also good. I am very happy. Why do I need your money?"
"Don't you young people care about your image nowadays?" The proprietress said, straightening her collar with a proud look on her face. "I'll just create an image for myself... uh, that, enthusiastic and generous. Will it be popular with tourists?"
The proprietress has been running a B&B for a long time and lives a leisurely life in the mountains. She rarely pays attention to things on the Internet, so she doesn't know what the "Heart-Stirring Travel Around the World for 99 Days" program is, nor does she know that the people in front of her are participating in a live broadcast.
However, she openly said that she wanted to create a persona for herself, which surprised the audience and made them suddenly feel that this proprietress was very interesting.
Creating a character secretly makes people feel uncomfortable, but when it is said openly, it suddenly becomes cute.
For a while, all the comments on the barrage were "When you go to the longevity village, you must visit the folk customs of my sister's house" and "My sister seems to have a really good personality, hahaha."
An Nanyuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He had no choice but to put away his wallet since he had no choice but to refuse the proprietress.
"The boss lady must be doing a booming business."
He said sincerely: "I guess everyone who sees our show will like the boss lady's character. It's really, really great."
Surrounded by a group of good-looking young people, including Lu Xingxing, who was so sweet-mouthed that her flattery could circle the earth three times, the proprietress was amused and laughed out loud.
She smiled and looked at the male star who was still introducing fabrics to the guests, and asked curiously, "Young man, judging from your accent, you seem to be from the southern region, right? Where are you from?"
A look of nostalgia flashed across the male star's face.
He was raised by his grandmother when he was a child, then he moved to the city, and then entered the entertainment industry until now. His accent has long been lost, and now if he is asked to speak his hometown dialect suddenly, he will forget the words.
But I didn't expect that people from my hometown could still recognize my accent.
For a moment, the male star suddenly felt that he had never left, and he reconnected with his hometown after a long absence.
“I lived in the south when I was a kid, and then my parents took me away.”
The male star smiled and said, "My hometown is not far from here. The accent should be similar to here."
Upon hearing that the male celebrity was from the southern region, the B&B staff sitting next to him came over curiously and spoke a few words in the local dialect.
What the male star heard - "Jili Gulu Jili Gulu."
A look of bewilderment appeared on his face, and he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, there are several mountains between my hometown and here, so I really don't understand."
The staff at the B&B felt sorry but waved their hands indifferently and switched to Mandarin: "Well, that's normal. The customs in the south are different just across the mountain. It's normal that you can't understand."
After the male star introduced what each pattern represented, everyone picked out their favorite fabrics and returned home satisfied.
The male star asked the proprietress curiously: "I know this because my grandmother told me that she can also make this, but these fabrics are probably about to be lost. How come you have so many here?"
And most importantly, the male stars were amazed at how accurate the fabrics were.
His grandmother was a respected elder in the village and was very familiar with traditional customs. That was why she was able to rescue him in time when he encountered a ghost as a child and taught him so much about the villagers' folk customs.
But that was many years ago.
After his grandmother died and he was taken away by his parents, he had never seen such beautifully woven folk ornaments. Even many successors would accidentally use the wrong colors or weave the wrong patterns.
But what the male star saw from the proprietress was exquisite and accurate, just like it was knitted by his grandmother herself.
This made him curious about the origin of these fabrics.
The proprietress didn't think there was anything to hide. Even if the other party knew her source of goods, it would not create any competition for her.
Besides, she only accepted the handicrafts from the two sisters out of pity and gave them the money directly, thinking that such small items were not easy to sell anyway, so she would just treat it as a good deed.
Being liked by these people from the program crew, the proprietress felt that it was like her own folk customs were recognized by others, so she gave them away out of joy. It wasn't much money, but it was just to make good connections.
But when the male star asked who made the fabrics, the proprietress hesitated, not knowing whether she should mention the two sisters.
After all, looking at the shabby clothes they wore and the way they came secretly every time, it seemed like they didn't want to be discovered.
She said it was nothing, but she was afraid of disturbing the lives of the two sisters...
After thinking for a while, the lady boss said, "It was given to me by someone from the village behind the mountain. He wanted to make some handicrafts to supplement his family income and exchange it for some money."
The male star smiled and thanked him. Apart from feeling a little sad that these customs had not been lost and being happy that there were still people in the mountains who remembered these things, he didn't think much about it.
Yan Shixun watched everyone running to the B&B happily, even the relatively calm variety show stars went over, and he suddenly pressed his solar plexus with a headache.
Why does it look more like a spring outing for elementary school students?
So what is he, a kindergarten team teacher?
Zhang Wubing originally wanted to move closer, but after all, the camera was on, the staff were all watching him and waiting for his instructions, and he was still working, so he was embarrassed to do anything that would damage the "dignity of the director". He could only crane his neck and watch with envy on his face.
Yan Shixun was speechless: "Go if you want."
Zhang Wubing was like a dog locked in a cage, looking at his friends playing outside the cage with envy.
After hearing Yan Shixun's words, Zhang Wubing took two steps forward, but after thinking about it, he forced himself to stop.
"No."
While Zhang Wubing was talking, he was staring at the colorful fabric in Lu Xingxing's hand, his eyes wide open but his words and his mind were double-minded.
The audience in front of the main camera noticed the interaction and almost laughed their heads off.
[Brother Yan is like the steady patriarch, and Xiaobing is like the eldest son who is trying hard to show his mature side.]
[Pfft, the sick kid is drooling, like a kindergarten kid who didn’t get any candy.]
[But I just listened to the explanation on the split screen over there, and I was tempted and wanted to own it.]
[I’ve written down Changshou Village in my notebook. I’ll consider visiting here next time and buying that fabric. It looks really nice.]
A few tourists staying in the hotel saw the group of people holding cameras as soon as they went out. Some of them recognized that this was the hottest variety show recently. After being stunned for a moment, they happily came over and excitedly asked if they could get autographs and take photos with them.
Yan Shixun originally wanted to refuse. He didn’t think there was any need for him to sign autographs or take photos with others since he was not a star.
As he was thinking this, he turned around casually to grab someone to get an autograph for this person, only to find that everyone was having fun and the only ones standing there were him and Zhang Wubing.
Zhang Wubing noticed Yan Shixun's reluctance and wanted to come over to get an autograph for him.
But this person looked at Zhang Wubing in confusion: "Excuse me, who are you?"
Zhang Wubing: !!! It hurts my heart!
Zhang Wubing was hit so hard that he turned into a ball of unknown substance. Yan Shixun sneered and threw him to the other side, but he could only sigh, took the paper and pen handed to him, casually drew a talisman on the paper and handed it back.
The oats in front of Yan Shixun's split screen: [? ? ? ]
[Wow, woo, woo, Brother Yan’s autograph, I want it too.]
[This weird talisman…wait! This is a talisman! Did Brother Yan draw a talisman for him?]
[Shocked, this operation is really a bit beyond the scope.]
[Pfft, you are worthy of being Brother Yan. Others signed their names or drew a simple sketch, but we only signed with a symbol.]
The man was a little confused when he got Yan Shixun's signature.
He didn't really like the show or Yan Shixun. He just took a look at it and knew about its existence.
He wanted an autograph out of the mentality of "He looks like a big star! Although I don't know who he is, it's a rare opportunity and I'd be missing out if I don't get an autograph."
But I didn't expect...what is the operation of drawing the talisman directly? ?
Yan Shixun also noticed the outdoor clothes the man was wearing and asked curiously, "Climbing the mountain in early winter?"
The guide just said that it is very cold in the mountains at this season, and it would be quite painful to camp there.
The man was not interested at first and wanted to turn around and go back to find his teammates. But when he heard Yan Shixun was curious about his professional field, he became interested again and explained: "It's worth coming here no matter what season it is."
The man introduced that the Changshou Village was more like a holy place for mountaineering backpackers like them than a tourist attraction that normal tourists would choose.
Because from the very beginning, the reputation of the Longevity Village came from backpackers. In the early days before it was developed, the routes were explored bit by bit by these enthusiasts who liked to travel independently.
"The Longevity Village is beautiful all year round, but we don't like the tourists in other seasons, so we chose this season to come because it's quiet."
The man said cheerfully, "Besides, we came here this time because we want to stay here for a while. It's inconvenient when there are many tourists."
Many people come to the Longevity Village not only because of its beautiful scenery, but also because of its long-standing reputation for "longevity".
Some people who are sick but cannot be cured will come here to try their luck and use the local water and soil to cure their illness out of desperation.
The cancer patient who initially did this was dissuaded by many people, who told him that it would be better to find a reliable hospital.
But the patient had been tortured to the point of being emaciated, and the money he had was not enough to support him to continue treatment, so he took a chance with the expectation that he would die.
Unexpectedly, a few months later, the patients who left the longevity village looked radiant and looked as if they had recovered from their illness.
He excitedly told others that it was the Changshou Village that cured his illness. He felt that his whole body and soul were purified, so this time he wanted to deal with things outside the mountain, leave all the money to his wife and children, and then go into the mountain alone and never come out again.
When others asked in surprise, the patient just said that it was good for his condition.
Then the patient returned to the Changshou Village and settled there just as he said, and no one ever saw him again.
His wife and children originally wanted to come visit him, but the mountain roads were difficult to navigate and it was easy to get lost, so after trying several times, they finally gave up.
Some people also questioned whether he knew that he didn't have much time left and couldn't bear to implicate his family, so he said this, and was actually looking for a place to wait for death.
But after hearing about this, other patients also tried to go to the longevity village. When they came back, they were just like the previous patient, saying that their illness was cured. They believed that the longevity village was real and not a lie, so they also decided to settle down in the longevity village.
As word spread, many people believed in the Changshou Village and thought the mountains and rivers there were just beautiful.
Among the group of backpackers who met the program crew, there was also such a patient. His family’s assets were drained because of the medical treatment. He couldn’t bear to bring trouble to his family, so he came to the Longevity Village after making arrangements.
"We all come here to recuperate, but that old man is here to get treatment."
The man who came to ask Yan Shixun for his autograph smiled and said, "We have already asked the villagers to find an empty house for us. We are going into the mountains now."
The man said with emotion: "After coming to the longevity village, I feel that this is what life is really like."
After he said this, several other people who came over with bags on their backs nodded with expressions of agreement.
Yan Shixun frowned, feeling strange.
A tourist destination...why is it regarded as a spiritual sanctuary?
Zhang Wubing nodded in understanding: "I understand, just like those people who go to the plateau, they say it is the closest to the sky and purifies the soul."
Yan Shixun, who had never heard of such a way to purify the body and mind, said: "..."
There is no such statement in the scriptures he read. Where did you see this statement? Does it really work?
Yan Shixun was skeptical, but after all, it was someone else's choice and he would not interfere, so he nodded, took two steps back and ignored it.
But when the seriously ill man walked past Yan Shixun, he saw clearly the man's deep dark eye sockets, and his entire forehead was so black, as if he had not washed his face for several years after mining coal. Even his original appearance was obscured by the black air.
It is clear that he is doomed to die.
Yan Shixun was stunned, and he casually counted on his fingers to tell fortunes, and found that this man was indeed terminally ill and had exhausted all the family's money. The disease had penetrated into his bones and eroded his meridians, and he would not live long.
But these people swear that the longevity village can cure diseases...
There are also testimonials from the experiences of patients who came here because of its reputation.
Yan Shixun's eyes darkened slightly, and his gaze followed the group of people as they deviated.
"Brother Yan, aren't you going to pick one?"
Bai Shuang happily came back holding a beautiful fabric and said, "It's really beautiful. I didn't expect handmade things to be so exquisite. I'll hang it up at home when I get home."
Song Ci's initial interest in fabrics was lost as other people chattered and crowded around him, but he looked at the trinket in his hand and suddenly raised his head to ask Zhang Wubing in confusion, "Zhang Dabing, did you buy your Binhai University diploma?"
Zhang Wubing: “???”
I went after you and provoked you, why are you suddenly questioning me like this?
Song Ci was speechless: "Don't you think that this thing is very suitable for the program team to buy it back and give it away in a lottery on the social account?"
"In this way, other people who didn't win the prize will feel a sense of regret, and the southern regions can take advantage of the opportunity to promote this as a cultural and creative product for sale, boosting the southern region's economy and providing job opportunities for many family workers. And most importantly, the audience of the program will also be more sticky because of this small event."
Zhang Wubing was stunned.
He originally wanted to accuse back, but he didn't expect that what Song Ci said made so much sense. He never thought it could be like this, and for a moment he suddenly doubted himself.
Did I really buy my diploma?
Zhang Wubing fell into self-doubt.
The director team was nodding frantically with sparkling eyes, and the assistant director also walked towards the B&B to ask if they could purchase this in bulk.
The lady boss was in a dilemma: "The people who deliver these handicrafts come at irregular times. Sometimes they come once a year, and sometimes they come every few days."
She was afraid that the assistant director would think she was stingy and didn't share the source of goods, so she hurriedly said: "This thing is not worth much money. They are also here to exchange money to buy some food and daily necessities. After all, girls always have some necessities when they grow up..."
The proprietress accidentally mentioned the two sisters, and slapped her mouth in annoyance, saying, "If you ask for more, I guess there won't be enough. After all, people are not machines."
The assistant director didn't care about the girls. In his opinion, such exquisite handicrafts were probably made by girls in the village, so he didn't realize the boss lady's concealment.
However, Yan Shixun, who had just walked over, heard the word "girl" and habitually stored it in his memory.
"Boss lady, let me ask you something, someone like this..."
Yan Shixun pointed at the backs of the group of backpackers who had already set out and asked: "Do they often come here in winter?"
Although the proprietress is not a local, she has been running a B&B here for more than ten years, relying on the attractions of the Changshou Village, so she is quite familiar with it.
"Young man, if you're asking about these guys, this is my first time seeing them. But if you're asking about backpackers, there's no shortage of them in Changshou Village all year round."
The proprietress smiled and said: "I have met many such people. They are different from tourists. Tourists come and leave. They think the longevity village has a good environment and consider settling here."
"Didn't someone settle here more than a decade ago? He even started a blog to record his life. To be honest, it was because of that blogger that I decided to do business here. But he stopped updating and I haven't seen him since."
The proprietress sighed: "Over the years, more and more people have come here. Some come here because of stress, while others come here to wait for death and try their luck to see if they can be cured. However, these people really settle down in the longevity village, and we haven't seen them leave in recent years."
The employee next to him joked, "He's like a hermit."
The lady boss laughed and said, "Almost. But as a businessman who has to make a living, I can't understand their realm, haha."
Before the employee was about to say anything, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up from the small bench and trotted towards the direction behind Yan Shixun.
"Boss, I'll carry it."
Yan Shixun heard the sound and looked over, and saw a tanned man walking towards him.
The man was wearing local folk costume, with two muscular arms exposed in the early winter, as if his blood was hot and he was not afraid of the cold.
He was carrying two large buckets in each hand and a huge bag on his back, from which some soil and crops could be vaguely seen.
After the employee took the bucket, the man took a long breath and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.
But Yan Shixun did not see the reflection of sweat on his head.
The boss lady's attention was also drawn to him, and she asked with a smile, "Did you have a smooth journey?"
The man nodded, but his eyes were filled with worry. "My phone can't record videos, so I have no evidence to prove that I really got the water from the stream. Oh, once I send out this water, if those people say it's useless and give me a bad review, our online store's rating will be lower again."
The lady boss consoled him, "It's okay. We just need to be honest and have a clear conscience. There's nothing we can do if others don't understand us, right?"
The man was comforted and relaxed his brows.
When he turned sideways, he saw Yan Shixun and the others. He said welcome with a smile, but was hit lightly by the proprietress, who told him that they were going to the Changshou Village, not to stay overnight.
The man suddenly realized, then smiled and said to Yan Shixun: "Then you have come to the right place. Changshou Village is a good place. I feel uncomfortable if I don't go there for a few days."
"If you have any disease or feel uncomfortable, stay in the longevity village for a while and I guarantee that all your illnesses will be cured."
The man patted his chest straightforwardly and made the promise with a simple and honest look.
The proprietress was so angry that she laughed and said that it was impossible to curse someone to get sick. Then she turned around and apologized to Yan Shixun embarrassedly.
The man was cheerful and not angry, saying that he was not good at speaking.
Looking at the warm interaction between the couple, Yan Shixun smiled slightly, nodded to them, then turned and left the B&B without disturbing their interaction.
Just then, the guide there was calling on everyone to set off, saying that now was the right time to enter the mountain, otherwise it would be dark if we went any later.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on, and everyone was carrying their own luggage bags. The weight quickly consumed their physical strength. Except for people like Zhao Zhen and An Nanyuan who exercised regularly, the others soon became out of breath.
But because they had been given a small ornament before, everyone was in a good mood and forgot about their tiredness for a moment. They were still talking and laughing with each other, looking at the fabrics in each other's hands, and curiously asking each other what the meaning of choosing this was and why they thought of choosing this meaning.
After entering the mountain, Yan Shixun had been to the southern area before and was familiar with the terrain here, so there were no surprises and he handled the dangerous terrain with ease.
While others were holding up their trouser legs and carefully stepping on the stones in the stream to cross the river, Yan Shixun's figure was as light as a swallow. He jumped with his long legs and landed on the other side. Then he put his hands in his coat pockets and watched everyone's difficult expressions leisurely.
Song Ci gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Yan, do you know that you deserve a beating now? It's like the time when everyone was tired during the military training in college and there were people watching the fun."
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows: "It's not impossible to beat me up if you want to, as long as you have the strength to do so."
Song Ci: “…………”
He deeply realized that some people deserved to be beaten because they didn't have the strength to offend others. But people like Yan Shixun were almost beyond the strength of a normal person... Only others could tolerate him, and he couldn't be provoked at all.
After all, I can’t beat him!
hateful.
The young master's face turned red, but he could only bear it and continued to look at the road with his head down.
The rocks in the stream are slippery and one can easily fall into the water if one is not careful. Song Ci doesn't want to get his clothes wet in such cold weather. If he gets sick, he will be a burden in the mountains.
Zhao Zhen held back his laughter and reached out to Song Ci for support.
The guide consoled him, "It's okay, you'll get used to it. There are still more than twenty such difficult roads ahead."
Everyone: “…………”
Are you so comforting?!
While everyone was sighing, Yan Shixun's eyes fell on Ye Li.
Ever since getting off the bus, Ye Li seemed to be in a bad mood, with a gloomy and cold face.
Although Ye Li has never been a good-tempered person, but because of his different treatment in front of Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun, who has seen his two different emotions, can tell his true thoughts.
Yeli...is angry.
Yan Shixun frowned and asked, "Feeling uncomfortable? Or did you see something?"
Is it something that will make ghosts and gods unhappy?
Ye Li's thin lips moved, but he only said in a deep voice: "No, I just remembered some unpleasant memories."
That was many years ago... before I met Shi Xun at the market.
Now that his thoughts have changed, there is no need to let past memories interfere with his current judgment.
Ye Li's gaze indifferently swept across the steep mountain, and finally fell back on Yan Shixun.
He saw the subtle worry in Yan Shixun's eyes, and his bad mood suddenly disappeared.
"Let's go."
Ye Li said with a smile.
With the encouragement and support of the guide, everyone finally passed more than twenty difficult mountain roads, passed through the forest and crossed the stream, and finally arrived at Changshou Village.
When Lu Xingxing saw the village from afar, he sat down on the ground exhausted, like a husky with staring eyes, and he didn't want to move no matter what he said.
"It's easy for you, but look at me!"
Lu Xingxing slapped his backpack and shouted angrily, "This is a backpack full of books! Books! The heaviest and hardest things to carry!"
Song Ci was speechless: "Who asked you to carry it?"
Lu Xingxing: "My master is going to beat me to death, how dare I not carry him!"
Yan Shixun walked leisurely past Lu Xingxing with his long legs, and in a good mood, he gave him a fist-clenched gesture to encourage him.
"Knowledge is power. Master Song has good intentions."
Lu Xingxing: “…………”
The person I want to beat the most just can’t be beaten!
The guide said cheerfully, "Everyone wait here, I will call the villagers over."
Except for Yan Shixun, everyone else waved their hands weakly. They just wanted to find a bed to lie down on as soon as possible. They didn't even have the strength to say another word.
…
In the B&B, the proprietress was cleaning up the dishes after dinner.
When the proprietress saw the full bowl of soup left by her husband, she exclaimed "Huh?" in surprise.
I didn’t even drink a sip. Is today’s soup not good?
She tried it curiously and thought it tasted okay. She was puzzled and asked her husband again: "Can I make you a different soup?"
The man who had just chopped a pile of firewood stood up, wiped the sweat from his head, and waved his hand: "No, I drank a lot of water when I went to the Longevity Village, I'm not thirsty."
The proprietress looked at the large teacup next to the man, which was also full of water and had not been touched.
Aren’t you thirsty after doing so much physical work?
The proprietress felt puzzled, but she didn't turn around. She just nodded and walked back.
When passing by the water bucket, the proprietress remembered a comment someone had made on her online store before, saying that the fish were being killed by the water.
She tried it herself and thought puzzledly, there is nothing wrong with it, so how could this happen?
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