Feast of Rebirth

The sun in early summer is not very scorching, but it is easy to get thirsty after walking a long distance, and it is even worse after running at high speed for more than an hour with the amulet on.

Hu Yan was relatively more relaxed. He had profound mana and could reach Quhui in a few hours, but he deliberately slowed down to keep pace with Yun Congfeng.

Arriving at the border of Quhui, some shadows of roofs appeared sparsely in the distance.Yun Congfeng lifted his spirits and continued to run wildly. He rushed to the border of the town, stopped at a tea house by the roadside, and drank two pots of herbal tea in one go.

"Slow down, slow down." Hu Yan was frightened by his gurgling posture, afraid that he would accidentally choke to death: "Drink slowly."

Yun Congfeng just coughed twice: "It's okay, I'm thirsty."

Dr. Cha greeted in the teahouse: "Would you like some side dishes?"

"I don't need it." Yun Congfeng wiped off his sweat, looked up at Hu Yan, "Do you want it?"

Hu Yan hesitated for a while, thinking that he would rest more: "Doctor, do you have any special products?"

"Special products?" Dr. Tea thought for a while, "Why do pears count?"

Quhui County is rich in snowflake pears, and the mountain roads are rugged. If the backlog of pears cannot be sold, they will be sliced ​​and dried for easy storage.Hu Yan ate two slices, they were crisp and delicious, and he gave Yun Congfeng one: "Try it?"

Yun Congfeng lowered his head and ate it with his hands, licking the corner of his mouth: "It tastes really good."

Hu Yan was so excited that he asked Dr. Tea to shovel another bag and prepared to take it with him and eat it slowly.

Yun Congfeng asked Dr. Cha the way to Quhui Qingpingsi, and got up to go.

The area of ​​Quhui County is small, and the area occupied by Qingping Division is not large. It is next to the county government gate.

Yun Congfeng pushed the door open and went in, put his luggage on the ground, and looked around, but there was no one there.

"People are in the back room." Hu Yan said after smelling the smell, and walked straight to the back room.Yun Congfeng followed closely.

The main hall was used by Qing Pingsi for trial, and it was fairly neat and clean, but there was a sense of bleakness in it, or to put it another way: unpopular.

Behind the main hall is a moderately large garden with an octagonal pool built. The stalks are half-opened, and a few koi flicker under the lotus leaves. It is obvious that someone is still taking care of everything in Qingpingsi.

But they were all playing mahjong in the backyard, smoking, drinking, and laughing.When Yun Congfeng opened the door and came in, everyone was silent, and a dozen or so people watched over in unison.

Yun Congfeng became tense in an instant, and his tongue was a little knotted: "I am Yun Congfeng, sent by the general manager."

The gray-clothed middle-aged man in the village buckled his mahjong tiles, stood up, looked at Yun Congfeng for a while, and said, "I'm Xia Yinhong, the head of the Qingping Division in Quhui County."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Yun Congfeng responded cautiously. Yin Hong walked over and turned his gaze to Hu Yan behind him: "Who is this?"

"I'm a book boy, Hu Yan." Yun Congfeng reacted quickly, Yin Hong blinked his eyes inexplicably, his expression became solemn, and he turned to the smoker and drinker and said, "You guys play first, I'll come back later."

Everyone responded with a few words of goodwill sparsely, and then yelled five and six.Yin Hong patted Yun Congfeng on the shoulder vigorously, hooked him out of the house, and slammed the door shut with his back: "Little brother, I think you have a handsome appearance, and your five senses are rich and noble, and you will surely rise to the top in the future. You see, it's a dilapidated place, and there hasn't been any trouble in the past few years. You, you can stay here for two or three years with peace of mind, and you will get excellent grades at the end of the year, and you can be promoted."

Yun Congfeng was out of breath under his embrace, and he always felt chilly behind his back, like two ice picks poking his back.

Yin Hong put his arms around him and pointed out this and that, a place the size of a palm, full of internal organs.As for the place to live, it is completely deserted. Yin Hong said sorry that if you can't bear it, you can rent a house outside.

"No need." Yun Congfeng took a look at the house, the doors and windows were in good condition, but the dust was a bit heavy, it could still be lived in after tidying up.

"That's ok, the kitchen is behind this house. It hasn't lit a fire for a few years. Maybe the chimney is blocked. Remember to unplug it when cooking."

Yun Congfeng asked Yin Hong a few more words, and Yin Hong obviously lost his mind. His hands were itchy and he wanted to go back to play mahjong as soon as possible.Yun Congfeng bid farewell politely, and he complied and ran faster than a rabbit.

Hu Yan turned around with his hands behind his back, exhaled a long breath, and suddenly the wind blew up, all the windows were blown open, dust and weeds rose into the air, and flew out of the window with a clatter, some furniture also collapsed and fell into pieces. A pile of sticks.

Hu Yan kicked it, thinking that he should buy a new one.Yun Congfeng was choked by the wind, coughing for a while before he subsided: "Are you used to living here?"

"I'm used to living here, but I'm not used to it. I'll go to the street to buy some new furniture later." He put his hands behind his back and his eyes sparkled. "Anyway, I have nothing to do now. Come with me? Do you want to buy a desk?"

Yun Congfeng touched his chin: "Okay."

Quhui is a small place, and the biggest market takes about three quarters of an hour to go shopping. Yun Congfeng is not very particular about furniture, as long as it is durable, the color of the furniture he buys is as ugly as it is ugly, and as inconsistent as it is The incoordination made Hu Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

But Yun Congfeng didn't care about these at all, and it was impossible for him to care about this aspect. After arranging the food and accommodation, he happily went through the backlog of files on the table that had not been smoothed by burrs. With a sound, a bloody gash was scraped on the arm by the burr.

"What's the matter?" Hu Yan poked his head over, and couldn't help but want to gloat, "Yes! Who told you not to pluck the chicken feathers, and it's not that you don't have money to buy such a broken table. Why are you so reluctant?"

Yun Congfeng breathed out in pain, "Okay, I know I was wrong." He washed it with water first, and then bandaged it.Looking at the table, he couldn't bear to throw away the one he just bought. He walked around the house, picked up half a brick, and rubbed it against the burr.

Hu Yan made the bed by himself, and looked back.Yun Congfeng worked so hard there, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Don't grind it, can't you just buy another table?"

"No, no, no, I think it will be fine if you grind it, so you don't need to buy it again." Yun Congfeng continued to grind and grind it seriously. After spending most of the day's hard work, he really polished the rough table until it was shiny. Almost a layer of wax.

A corner of the polished blue brick was bald, and Yun Congfeng touched his finished product with satisfaction, as happy as a child.

Idiots are always childish.Hu Yan propped his chin and thought, when will he mature?

This life is going differently from the previous one, which makes him a little worried.

The next day, Hu Yan bought some monkeys and opened the chimney.Stewed a pot of mountain delicacies, and forcibly pulled Yun Congfeng, who was obsessed with the file, to the table for a bite of food. Yun Congfeng also seemed to have lost interest in eating. files.

So why did I fall in love with this idiot in my previous life and marry him so obsessively?Hu Yan was full of resentment and couldn't figure it out.

Can't figure it out.

The entire Qingping Division basically has no one to do anything, and they play mahjong all day long.Yun Congfeng has nothing else to do. Every morning, he eats two pear cakes and a bowl of soy milk at a noodle shop near Qingping Division, and then goes to Qingping Division to read.

Over time, the owner of the noodle shop knew that this bookish-looking man was the deputy director of Qingping Division, and his attitude became obviously enthusiastic, and the pancakes he sold were always three points thicker than others.

But his flattery was almost in vain, Yun Congfeng didn't notice any changes in pancakes at all.He devoted himself to studying nearly a thousand case files, and when he read most of them, he received a set of invitation cards. To be exact, everyone in Secretary Qingping received the invitation cards.

The inviter is a wealthy businessman from Quhui, and he is going to marry his daughter.

This wealthy businessman's posture is really big. Yun Congfeng ate pancakes in the noodle restaurant in the morning, and listened to other diners talking about it. It seems that everyone in the county has received invitations. The dowry was lined up a mile away. "So proud! So generous!" Everyone was envious.

Hu Yan got up late, Shi Shiran sat down in front of him, took a bite of the uneaten pancake in his bowl: "Have you read all the case files?"

Yun Congfeng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant by asking: "Not yet."

Hu Yan let out an oh, lowered her head and bit the pancake.I wonder when will idiots be enlightened?How did he get enlightened in his last life?

No, he held back for too long in his last life, and hid it too well. The ghost knows what kind of changes his mental activities have undergone.

According to his current living habits, it feels like he won't be enlightened in another 100 years.

"Are you going to the wedding banquet?"

"Go, there's nothing to do anyway, let's join in the fun."

"The truth?"

Hu Yan looked at him: "What? Want my wife to accompany you?"

"No, no." Yun Congfeng quickly shook his head, "I mean...well, if you can show the truth to others, try to be the truth..." He blushed again, very shy.

Hu Yan was a little confused about what he was thinking: "Huh? Why?"

Yun Congfeng pursed his lips: "Actually, the master opened my eyes. No matter what you turn into, in my eyes, you are the true form. But your illusion is very powerful, so when I look at your female form, I always look at you." It's blurry, double-imaged, and tiring to watch."

Hu Yan: "...!"

He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, before Yun Congfeng joined the Qingping Division, their relationship had been lukewarm.

After entering the job, Yun Congfeng had to deal with a lot of monsters, so he inevitably reduced the time for reading and studying, and began to practice diligently. At that time, Yun Congfeng's attitude towards him had a subtle change... because of his enhanced strength Can you see his face clearly?

This guy, it's rare that he endured it for so long!He didn't say it until the big day, what kind of thoughts does this idiot have!

"Understood, won't it be okay if I don't turn into a girl in front of you from now on?" Hu Yan ate the pancakes in a few mouthfuls as if to vent his anger, and called the boss, "three more pancakes!"

Hu Yan ate two and a half of the three pancakes, and bought a Huanxi dumpling for Yun Cong Fengbu, which was almost full.

After breakfast, Yun Congfeng plunged into the file, not caring about anything else.Hu Yan had nothing to do to practice, so he went for a walk in the street in a panic.The flow of people on the street increased sharply. If you look carefully, there are many magical wooden figurines doing hard work. Correspondingly, there are also many warlocks who manipulate the wooden figurines to hang red silk lanterns on the long street. Hu Yan stood and watched for a long time. Guessing that they should be invited by the rich businessman, they are busy arranging the wedding banquet.

He sat down at a stall selling fried bean paste buns facing the street, ordered five bean paste buns, and chatted with the stall owner: "Old man, have you received the invitation?"

"Oh, I got it."

"The 10,000+ people in Quhui County have received it?"

"That's not sure, I know that all the merchants in the county center have received it, and everyone else just pretend to be a gift." The old man moved the bean paste in the oil pan with a pair of copper chopsticks. Hu Yan propped his chin to watch the little wooden people come and go: "Are the merchants on this street willing to let them make such a fuss?" Some shops hung long banners outside, which were thrown down by the little wooden people No, I didn't ask the boss's opinion at all.

"Why don't you want to? Several streets around here belong to other people!"

"Hey." Hu Yan suddenly became sour. If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

When the bean paste was fried, the old man picked it up to control the oil, shook the colander and hummed a little tune. Hu Yan was a little sleepy and yawned. When he opened his eyes, a warlock over there came over and said to the old man, "Fry three!" .”

Then he sat down, glanced at Hu Yan naturally, and then froze.

Hu Yan yawned for a while, and lazily raised his eyelids: "What are you looking at?"