Chapter 191 Jinjiang
Although the Longevity Village is well-known in many small circles, the official authorities in the southern region have never officially promoted the Longevity Village before. Even this cooperation with the program is just an uncertain attempt. Therefore, official promotional pictures of the Longevity Village are rarely seen on the Internet, and all that can be found are photos taken by the backpackers themselves.
Therefore, although the guests listened to the guide’s introduction before coming, they really did not have much idea about the Longevity Village and imagined it to be similar to Jiazifen Village.
But it was not until this moment, after extreme fatigue, that everyone relaxed because they had reached their destination and slowly had the mood to appreciate the appearance of the Longevity Village.
Unlike variety show stars and others who have already lived in their hometowns, most of An Nanyuan’s knowledge of the outside world comes from his experience on this show.
Seeing the beautiful scenery that was completely different from before, Annanyuan couldn't help but relax slowly. He took a deep breath, feeling the clean air in the mountains, and felt as if his whole body was purified from the inside out.
Changshou Village is located deep in the mountains. As its original name, Shanwa Village, shows, it is actually in a valley.
Because of the dangerous terrain - even after a lot of development over the years, the program crew still had to climb mountains and wade through water. Even Zhao Zhen, who was relatively in good physical condition among the guests, was exhausted, which shows how remote its geographical location is.
Therefore, Changshou Village is isolated from the secular world, just like a paradise on earth, preserving the original ecological scenery to the greatest extent and without being polluted by modernization.
Even the air is pure and sweet.
An Nanyuan couldn't help but close his eyes and take several deep breaths, looking intoxicated.
"Director Zhang really chose a good place this time."
An Nanyuan reluctantly opened his eyes and praised Zhang Wubing sincerely, "I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time. Even when I was recuperating in the hospital before, I didn't feel so relaxed."
Zhao Zhen and variety show stars also nodded approvingly, and praised Zhang Wubing for sincerely promoting the southern region in front of the camera, telling the audience that such a good environment alone was worth the trip.
People like Zhao Zhen, who are already in their teens and early twenties, have worked their way up in the entertainment industry and have sustained some injuries from their work. For example, Zhao Zhen's waist was damaged from hanging on wires during filming, and An Nanyuan's knees were almost broken from dancing.
Such injuries are not fatal, but the subtle pain still tortures them all the time, making them feel that they are no longer young.
But since entering the mountains, these minor pains, which they had become accustomed to, have gradually disappeared.
At first, they were so tired from climbing mountains and diving into water repeatedly that they had no energy to pay attention to anything else. It was only at this point that they slowly reacted.
An Nanyuan had a relaxed smile on his face that he wasn't even aware of, as if he had found a paradise on earth. His heart was filled with happiness like a pool of hot milk, warm and relaxing, and too lazy to muster the energy to pay attention to anything else.
It’s like sleeping in a warm and soft bed, with the gentle scent of plants lingering in your nose, and even your brain stops working, leaving you in a hazy happiness between half asleep and half awake.
Not only An Nanyuan had such feelings, first the variety show stars and others, then Bai Shuang, and even the young master Song Ci, who has always been picky about the quality of life, did not express any dissatisfaction with the Changshou Village.
You know, although this young master has been enduring the filming environment of the show, it doesn't mean that he really likes it. He has never stopped expressing his dissatisfaction with the program crew.
But now the young master stood with his hands on his hips, squinted his eyes, looked up at the steep mountain, and slowly exhaled a breath.
Although there are trees in Binhai City in winter, the temperature season is there after all, and the trees have entered the hibernation stage. The leaves are no longer emerald green, but the dark green of old leaves, heavy and hazy.
But the woods near Changshou Village are still vibrantly green. Because there is no pollution, even the leaves are as crystal clear as if they have been washed by water. Accompanied by the singing of birds and the gurgling of springs in the mountains, it is refreshing.
Get away from the hustle and bustle of the city and return to nature, this is the place to go.
Not only the guests had such an exclamation, but even the audience who were not in the whole environment to experience it, felt the overwhelming sense of relaxation just by watching the pictures captured by the camera.
[My eyes suddenly feel comfortable... I'll buy some green plants after work tomorrow. They look so green.]
[I felt like I was back in my childhood, with a yard at home, a dog, a goose, and flowers and plants that my grandfather took care of. I was playing in the yard, and my grandmother called me to come in for dinner... I suddenly felt so happy.]
[I want to cry, because my ranking dropped in the last exam, I was anxious for a month and couldn't sleep every day. Now seeing this, I really feel like I have unloaded a heavy burden all of a sudden, and I feel relieved.]
[I don’t want to do anything, and I don’t want to think about the conflict with the teacher. I just want to lie down and sleep comfortably.]
Even the heartless Zhang Wubing sighed that the officials in the southern region were really picky. It turned out that professionals had much better vision than themselves. The Longevity Village was really a good place.
Because Zhang Wubing had a dream of becoming a director and had been working hard for it, he could not understand the mentality of those who avoided worldly affairs.
But now, looking at the mountains and rivers surrounding Changshou Village, Zhang Wubing felt for the first time that he could understand it.
“What a great place.”
Zhang Wubing sighed: "No wonder those people are willing to settle down here to recuperate. If it were me, I would also be willing to stay here forever."
For a moment, Zhang Wubing felt that it didn't matter whether the show was done or not. Director Meng and Li Xuetang were no match for the plants and trees in Changshou Village.
He wanted to give up everything he had been pursuing and settle down here without caring about worldly matters.
Not only Zhang Wubing, but also people like An Nanyuan who were at the peak of their careers, had the same idea in their minds.
They stood there, taking in their surroundings, speechless for a moment.
Yan Shixun frowned, wondering why the guests liked the environment of Changshou Village so much and seemed to be deeply intoxicated by it.
But the southern region is indeed famous for its mountains and rivers, and Changshou Village is one of the best among them, with lush greenery all around that is refreshing to look at.
Moreover, Yan Shixun could actually see why An Nanyuan and others were so comfortable.
According to science, the air here has a high oxygen content and less pollution.
According to Yan Shixun, this place is full of vitality.
Since entering the mountain, Yan Shixun has been observing the scenery and environment along the way.
Although the climate in the southern region is pleasant, it is not so different from winter and spring that even the tree branches are sprouting new buds.
The air is filled with a freshness that carries a strong vitality, and the severely damaged soul can be repaired to the maximum extent, like a fish returning to water.
The closer you get to the longevity village, the stronger this feeling becomes.
It is like hot water steam has penetrated every pore, taking away all the fatigue and dirt, leaving only the body's most natural spirituality and perception of the world, assimilating into the natural plants and trees.
Just as the guide introduced, the longevity village, which has not been polluted by modern industry, does have good water and soil.
So the doubts went through Yan Shixun's mind and then returned to his heart, and he was not too confused.
The guide who had just entered the village to look for someone also walked out from the main road into the village. He was followed by an old man with a kind smile on his face. Although his hair and beard were all white, his eyes were bright and his complexion was rosy, and it was obvious that he was in good physical condition.
"Thank you for your hard work, guests. I heard from Aye a long time ago that the house has been cleaned up long ago, waiting for you to come."
The old man smiled and welcomed everyone to the village, saying that his wife at home had already prepared food, and everyone was tired from going into the mountains, so they should settle down early.
Along the way into the village, everyone felt their eyes brighten.
The houses in the village are built in a similar way to the B&Bs outside the mountains. They are all small wooden buildings. Decorations of different styles are hung on the door towers of each house, including curtains made of tie-dyed fabrics, or woven fabrics woven with colorful silk threads, fluttering up and down in the refreshing mountain breeze.
The front of each house is clean and tidy, and the ground is paved with hand-fired rough mudstone slabs, which avoids the possibility of mud and gives people a good impression at first sight.
There are still traces of water on the stone slabs in front of many people's doors, as if they have just been carefully cleaned and the ground has been washed with clean water. The moisture is pleasant to the face.
Bai Shuang liked this kind of environment at first sight, and the smile on her face never faded.
The old man who came to greet them into the village was apologetic, saying that the person in charge of the village was away on business and he had to entertain them, and asked everyone to forgive their lack of courtesy.
Bai Shuang waved her hands repeatedly and said with a smile, "It would be a shame for us to bother you to come pick us up."
After all, the tradition of respecting the elderly is ingrained in our bones.
Lu Xingxing was a little curious and couldn't help but ask the old man's age.
He felt that this person was somewhat similar to the feeling his master gave him, but upon closer inspection, there were huge differences.
The master is already over a hundred years old, but after all, Taoism does not talk about age, and it is very rude to casually ask a Taoist priest about his age. Therefore, Lu Xingxing really doesn't know the master's exact age. He only heard Taoist Song Yi calculate it, and he said that he should be close to half a hundred years old.
This made Lu Xingxing a little curious. The reason why the master could maintain that state was because he practiced and exercised his body and mind for many years. Then what about this old man?
Apart from his master, Lu Xingxing rarely sees people like him.
The old man laughed heartily: "I am one hundred and thirty-nine this year."
As soon as the words came out, the other guests who were originally looking around curiously turned around in surprise and looked at the old man.
Although this old man was different from others at first glance, everyone thought he was in his eighties or nineties. They didn’t expect that what the guide said about being over a hundred years old was actually true!
It's not the kind of person who has just turned 100 and you can usually see around you, but someone who is well over 100 years old.
The old man allowed everyone to look at him calmly, as if he was used to such surprised looks.
While leading everyone to the small building prepared for them, he patiently introduced his health-preserving tips to everyone. It seemed that he had been explaining these tips to tourists for many years, and even the words of the introduction were so familiar to him that he could say them at any time.
Although Annan originally thought that he was not old, he was still prompted to reflect on himself after hearing the old man's introduction. He felt that he had not paid attention to health preservation for a long time and he really needed to start soaking wolfberries in a thermos cup to preserve his health.
Everyone walked in front, surrounded the old man, and listened to him introduce how he kept healthy. Laughter and exclamations could be heard from time to time.
Yan Shixun walked at the back, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes casually sliding through the village.
Each village has its own different modes of expression due to different terrain and customs.
But the most important point is that there must be crops in the village to guarantee food.
However, it seems that because Changshou Village is located in a valley, the surrounding mountains are steep and point straight to the sky, like an insurmountable natural barrier. Therefore, it is not easy to grow crops under such terrain, so all the flat land is used to build village houses.
Yan Shixun took a quick glance and saw nothing but small vegetable gardens next to each household, including the large fields like those in the villages he had visited before.
Noticing Yan Shixun's gaze, the old man who was sitting in front of his house to bask in the sun looked up, looked at Yan Shixun with a smile, and waved to him kindly.
The old man's clothes were clean and tidy. Although there were layers of wrinkles on his old face, his complexion was full and you could tell at a glance that he was in good health.
Yan Shixun was caught off guard and met the old man's smiling eyes. He also forced a smile and bowed slightly to the old man in response.
Just when he withdrew his gaze, Yan Shixun glanced at the door next to the old man, where there were several pots of chrysanthemums.
White and yellow, swaying in the wind, spreading their petals.
The chrysanthemums bloomed gorgeously, unlike the dull impression we had in the past. They looked even more vibrant next to the white-haired old man, creating a strong contrast.
Not only that, the old woman seems to like chrysanthemums very much. On the wooden building behind her, there are chrysanthemum patterns carved everywhere. The slender petals are stretched out, vivid and beautiful, and flexible as if real chrysanthemums are blooming on the wood. As long as they are touched by water, they will bloom again on the wood.
The old man turned a blind eye to this and had become accustomed to the surrounding environment.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with the overly vivid patterns, it was just that the craftsman she hired was very skilled.
Because the old man's expression was natural, the slight sense of weirdness that had originally emerged disappeared.
Yan Shixun quickly turned his eyes away and continued walking forward.
But because he had just noticed the decorative patterns on the small building, he more or less consciously looked at the beams and gates of the small building along the way.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that every household had chrysanthemum patterns carved on them, all equally gorgeous and lively, as if the wood would blossom, tenderly and fully blooming in the next moment.
Yan Shixun frowned, took a few quick steps to the old man who came to pick them up, and asked him about the chrysanthemum pattern.
"Didn't Aye introduce him to you?" The old man was a little surprised and subconsciously glanced at the guide beside him.
The guide thought about it and realized that it was true.
He was so busy introducing as many attractions as possible to attract tourists as required by the official authorities in the southern region that he forgot to introduce the Longevity Village itself.
The old man didn't take it seriously and happily introduced himself to everyone: "In our village, although everyone who comes here says that it is because of the beautiful mountains and rivers that we live long and have few diseases, we ourselves think that the beauty of the mountains and rivers is mainly due to the good water."
"You should have seen it when you came here. There are streams everywhere in the mountains. The source of these streams is just further into the mountains, and there are large areas of chrysanthemums blooming there."
When talking about the origin, a trace of nostalgia flashed across the old man's face.
He quickly calmed down, smiled, raised his hand and pointed at the river not far away, and asked, "Do you see that river?"
"We all rely on that river for water in our village. When the chrysanthemums that bloom upstream wither, their petals fall into the river. So even the river water has the spirituality of chrysanthemums. When we use this water, we naturally feel healthy."
The old man was smiling and looked kind and good-tempered, like the most common grandfather next door.
"In my opinion, this river is the real reason for our good health."
When talking about the river, the old man looked very proud.
The guide also nodded in agreement: "Many tourists who come to Changshou Village will try the mountain spring water here. It is sweet and clear. I guarantee that it tastes better than the drinks you drink outside."
He smiled with emotion and said, "It is this river that makes me run to the village every time. After a few visits, I have become familiar with the grandpas and grandmas here. It feels like this is my home."
The old man laughed and patted the guide on the back.
Although he was over 100 years old, he was in excellent physical condition. He didn't seem to use much strength, but he slapped the guide into the ground with a loud "pa pa!" sound.
"Just treat it as your own home. Aye, you've been coming here all these years, so this place has long been your home. We won't agree if you want to leave."
The old man smiled and turned back to look at the program crew, saying, "You are all the same, treat this place as your own home. If you want to eat something or need something, just tell me, you're welcome."
Zhang Wubing thanked him with a smile.
After answering with a smile, the others curiously stretched their heads to look at the river water next to them again, wanting to know what was different about the highly praised river water.
But after walking a few steps, I heard the old man shouting not far away: "We are here, this is your house."
The house prepared for everyone in the village is just not far from the river. After walking a few steps, you can see the clear sound of the river. The wooden building is simple and clean, with white and yellow woven fabrics on it, swaying slightly, decorating the wood color.
It looks very folk and warm, and has a homey feel.
Bai Shuang's eyes were filled with surprise. She exclaimed "Wow" and walked over. She happily reached out to touch the wooden railing outside the small building, thanked the old man with a smile, and praised the beautiful houses in the village.
The old man was very happy: "As long as you like it, after all, you will be staying here for a long time, so you should choose the one you like to sleep in."
He was the first to step onto the stairs and push open the door of the small building.
The wooden door panel made a "creaking" sound, and dust scattered in the sunlight.
There was a thin layer of dust on the house, like a house that had not been lived in for many days.
The young master Song Ci, who had a slight obsession with mysophobia, noticed this and subconsciously took two steps back, frowning.
Didn't they say the house was ready long ago? Why is there still so much dust?
Yan Shixun saw Song Ci's actions. It happened that Song Ci didn't see the protruding stones where he retreated, so he reached out and grabbed Song Ci's collar, and lifted the young master who was about to trip to stand up again.
"What's wrong?" Yan Shixun asked him with his eyes lowered.
If it were a hotel outside the mountain, Song Ci would have called the room manager and asked him how he cleaned the room and why it was so dirty.
But after all, this is a village. Looking at this small building, which has the same style as other small buildings, you can guess that this is not a professional B&B. It should be a vacant house in the village for them to live in. It is managed by individuals, so it is normal that it is not professional.
So the young master's face changed several times, but in the end he shook his head and said nothing.
Even if someone is kind enough to vacate their vacant house, he cannot treat it like a high-level VIP customer would treat hotel staff.
The young master's upbringing prevents him from doing such a thing.
While the two were still standing outside, the others had already followed the old man up the stairs and into the small building.
The style inside is the same as that outside the small building, simple and elegant, and there are many decorations with folk characteristics. It looks very warm and lived in, as if the previous owner had just gone out and would be back soon.
Bai Shuang was very pleased with these exquisite decorations.
After politely asking the old man, the others started to visit the rooms in the small building.
The small building has two floors. Because it is next to the river, there is a half-meter space under the first floor to avoid moisture.
However, since it is not a professional B&B, the rooms are not very spacious.
Although the whole building looks spacious, there are so many people in the program crew that there will be no space if they are divided into two parts.
Everyone counted and found that there were only nine rooms in total, so the guests had to make do with three people in one room.
After all, there are female guests like Bai Shuang and other female staff members, as well as people from the program crew. If you do the math, they really have to squeeze in to sleep.
Because he didn't like dust, Song Ci waited until the dust had almost settled before coming in. As soon as he stepped into the small building, he heard them say they wanted a triple room, and his face immediately turned green.
"I don't want to be in the same room with An Nanyuan."
Song Ci gnashed his teeth and said, "This guy dances around in his sleep. He's not honest at all. I'm determined not to sleep with this idiot."
Annan was shocked and felt wronged.
"Why would you dance while sleeping?"
An Nanyuan weakly retorted: "Maybe I turn over when I sleep, but Song Ci you can't slander me in front of the camera like this... I, I am still an idol after all."
The idol image is still necessary!
Song Ci snorted heavily and mercilessly exposed his shortcomings to the camera: "Annan Yuan not only dances when he sleeps, but also shouts and screams. He is very annoying!"
It happened before at Wild Wolf Peak. Song Ci was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.
The audience in front of the camera were stunned, and then burst into laughter.
[Since appearing on this show, my brother’s status as a boy band idol has become increasingly untenable.]
[The brother who used to cover his bangs to maintain his hairstyle on windy days has finally reached the point where his shortcomings are exposed, and his idol image has been shattered.]
[No, that's the sound of my brother's heart breaking hahahaha.]
[The young master of the Song family is almost disgusted with An Nanyuan. I am afraid that after this episode, the entire entertainment industry will know that An Nanyuan sleeps so well. Hahaha.]
[I am dying of laughter. What do you do when you sleep? Others are most peaceful when they sleep, but why is it that you are the most restless when you sleep?]
[!!! I don’t mind! I can sleep in the same room with my brother!]
An Nanyuan's face turned red after Song Ci revealed his true colors. He coughed awkwardly, "Isn't it because I had a nightmare before..."
The more he spoke, the weaker his voice became, until in the end his voice was almost inaudible.
However, An Nanyuan still tried to put his shattered dignity back together, patting his chest and assuring, "Don't worry, I won't do that again this time. The air in Changshou Village is so good, I will sleep through it all night."
It’s not that An Nan originally wanted to share a room with Song Ci. He didn’t care who he slept with. After all, after several episodes of the show, these people were no longer just colleagues to him, but friends who were willing to risk their lives for each other.
If you don’t care about life or death, why would you care about anything else?
But once Song Ci dislikes him, things will be different.
An Nanyuan's desire to win was aroused. Although he felt a little guilty and knew that Song Ci had his reasons for disliking him for not sleeping well, he still wanted to save his face and prove that he was actually not bad at sleeping.
So he forced Song Ci to stay with him, and tried every means to get him to share a room.
Song Ci was annoyed: "Annanyuan, are you a kindergarten kid? Please walk independently!"
The comments are almost going crazy with laughter.
[I've only heard of other people tying up their brothers before, but this is the first time I've seen a brother trying to tie up someone else, and he was rejected.]
[What the hell am I a fan of? I am so annoyed.]
[Former Annanyuan fans: Ahhhh brother, you are so handsome, brother, look at me! Now: Who are you? ]
[Who doesn’t like Song Maomao? I declare that I will be a fan of Song Maomao from now on! ]
[That’s right! Whose cute little cat doesn’t have a temper? Our Song cat is so cute, is it normal for her to have a little temper?]
[Annanyuan, please be a qualified cat slave and don’t make the cat owner angry. Funny.jpg]
[Pfft, I heard that the eldest son of the Song family dotes on this younger brother. The eldest son is the head of the Song family now. If he knew that you coveted his younger brother so much, he would probably come to kill you with a knife.]
Amidst the noise, Song Ci, finally fed up with it, nodded and agreed to share a room with An Nanyuan.
The young master looked around and chose a room on the first floor.
This room has huge windows facing the clear river not far away. When you open the window, you can see the river water sparkling in the sun, like diamonds ground into powder and falling into the drinking water. It is so beautiful that it makes people's heart beat faster.
You can walk out of the floor-to-ceiling window and onto the corridor outside. You can squat down to get close to the river water. You can touch the river water by slightly stretching your arms. A thin mist falls on your sleeves, which is cool and pleasant.
The young master was very satisfied with the scenery.
Sharing the room with the two of them was also a third-tier male star.
The old man recognized the male star's accent and asked curiously, "Where are you from, kid? Why does your accent sound so similar to ours?"
The male star smiled politely and said that his hometown was in the southern part of the country.
“What a pity.”
When the old man heard that the male star later moved to the city, he said with some regret: "The environment outside is not as good as here. You must have suffered a lot, kid."
The male star didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Although he liked his grandmother and also liked the time when he didn't have to go to school in the village and could play around in the mountains and fields, he really didn't have any good feelings for other people in the village. Those people even left him with an indelible psychological trauma for the rest of his life.
If his parents had not taken him away, he would have actually become uncomfortable living in the village by then.
After his grandmother died, he never went back and didn't know what the situation of his hometown was like now.
Now the old grandfather suddenly asked, and in a tone that said hometown is the best and going out is the only way to suffer, which made the male star feel a little embarrassed. He couldn't refute but he didn't dare to agree with it either, so he could only smile stiffly.
Fortunately, the old man didn't care. He just pointed at the guide beside him and said, "You haven't been back for many years. You must miss your hometown, right? Son, just treat this place as your home for the rest of your life. Don't be polite."
"If you want anything, just tell Aye. Aye comes here so often that he's no different from the people in our village."
After comforting the male star, the old man wanted to ask the guide to pay more attention, but he was stuck on the male star's name.
"What's your name, kid?"
The old man smiled and said, "You and Aye are about the same age, so you should be able to chat with each other."
The male star looked at the guide's honest face which was slightly tanned by the sun, and for a moment he almost thought that the old man was talking about his old age.
But he quickly realized that for a 100-year-old grandfather, people under 100 years old should be children, and they are all about the same age. The grandfather is not in the entertainment industry, nor is he his competitor, so how could he imply that he is old.
The male star shook his head helplessly, and laughed at himself for being in the entertainment industry for so many years and having his mindset fixed. Maybe what the old man said was right, he was polluted by the outside world.
"My name is Nantian, Grandpa, you can just call me Xiaotian." The male star responded with a smile.
The old man nodded and said, "Ah Tian, you guys clean up. I'll go see how my wife is preparing. I'll call you guys for dinner later."
"Please wait a moment."
Yan Shixun stopped him and said, "I want to ask you, was this house occupied by villagers before?"
He looked around the decorations in the small building and felt something was not right.
In a village like this, where the pace of life is very slow and there are no modern electronic products to relieve boredom, people in the village just follow the most traditional and ancient way of life, and the aesthetic taste of the villagers is also relatively simple.
Just like what Yan Shixun saw as he walked along, many elderly people's houses were decorated with flowers and tie-dyed cloth, but in this small building, Yan Shixun even saw modern vinyl records, and a few scattered film photos placed casually on the chest of drawers.
These things are either very old or played by people who are rich and have free time. After all, few people use records nowadays, and those who prefer the obsolete method of developing film are more likely to be professional backpacking photographers.
Or... more like the image of a person who would carry a backpack and live in seclusion in the mountains.
Judging from the chest of drawers, classical sideboards and other furniture that were not very similar in style to those in the village, Yan Shixun used these things and sketched out the image of a literary youth in his mind with just a few strokes.
Moreover, those records and developed photos did not seem to have been carefully packed by the owner who knew he was going on a long journey. Instead, they were placed randomly, as if the owner had just gone to the next door and would be back soon.
These feelings of incongruity made Yan Shixun feel strange.
"It was where the children lived, but they're gone now. It's empty anyway, so I cleaned it up and you can move in."
The old man smiled and comforted her, "Don't worry, it's very clean, the scenery here is great, and it's right in front of the river. It's the best location in the village."
"If you are thirsty, just drink the river water. It is sweet and clean. Don't be disgusted."
The old grandfather was like an elder who was afraid that his younger generation would despise him for being dirty. He tried his best to recommend something he thought was good, wanting to make his distressed younger generation happy: "This must be the best water you have ever drunk. Trust Grandpa."
The guide followed the old man out and said to the crew with a smile, "I'll go help and be back soon. You guys take a rest first."
After they walked out, the crew could vaguely hear the guide saying, "I haven't had a drink of water in a long time. I'm dying of thirst."
Lu Xingxing, who was originally slumped on the sofa in the living room, suddenly became curious: "Is it really that delicious?"
Zhao Zhen touched his chin and said, "How good can water be?"
But Lu Xingxing was in the mood, and pulled Zhao Zhen out without saying anything: "Let's go, let's give it a try."
"It's still water even if it doesn't taste good. I'm thirsty after walking such a long way. Didn't they tell me to drink water here?"
Lu Xingxing complained, "I'm so tired after carrying all the books along the way. I'm so thirsty."
Zhao Zhen was helpless: "Are you a kindergarten kid? You have to hold hands even when drinking water."
However, Lu Xingxing still ran away with Zhao Zhen as if he was having fun, without even going to see the room, and threw his heavy backpack on the sofa.
Others are still dividing the rooms.
Because there are not many female members in the program team and there are few rooms, so considering the safety of the female members, Bai Shuang and others' rooms are arranged on the second floor.
"This way, even if someone rushes in, we on the first floor can serve as human shields."
The male star Nantian winked at Bai Shuang and said with a smile: "Then you girls can take the opportunity to escape."
Bai Shuang was amused.
Others also laughed and said that Nantian had a very rich imagination and how could such a situation be possible.
Amidst the laughter, Yan Shixun actually considered Nan Tian's words, and then chose a room on the other side of the first floor and guarded the gate. The structure was the same as the room that Song Ci and the others stayed in.
Originally, Yan Shixun was unwilling to sleep in the same room with Ye Li. In the small courtyard in Binhai City, his room and Ye Li's were now separated diagonally, and he wished the distance between them could be as long as the house.
But in this situation, even if Yan Shixun didn't want to share a room with Ye Li, considering Ye Li's status, the consequences of making him share a room with other people would be even more terrible, so he could only sigh and agree to sleep in the same room with Ye Li.
There was only a huge bed in the room, which took up most of the room and was right under the window.
This should be the custom here. No matter how many people there are, they all share the same bedding.
While Yan Shixun was worrying about how to sleep tonight, Ye Li, where the air pressure had been extremely low since entering the mountains, actually smiled happily.
In the small building, there are a few chrysanthemums with dew on them in the vase, yellow and white, interspersed among them, quiet and lively.
Under the hollow floor of the small building, the petals of the engraved chrysanthemums are stretching out wantonly. Amid the faint voices of people coming from above, the buds are slowly opening up, and a human face is revealed in the blooming core of the flower.
Howling silently towards the wet soil, hideous and sad.
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