Chapter 389 Watery Poplar's Water String

Jingjing waited for the eldest sister and the group behind her to go to Mrs. Zhou's restaurant at the entrance of the village and ran back with the gadgets sent by the eldest sister.

Mr. Mingyue came out from behind the counter and smiled, "Jingjing is really sensible. What did she give you?"

Jingjing handed it to Brother Mingyue with a smile and said, "It's a sachet, Brother Mingyue. Will my grandfather blame me if he knows it?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Of course not. If Grandpa asks, I will say it for you."

Mingyue took the sachet and looked at it, but it was not the thing worn by ordinary women. She saw that the sachet was clearly embroidered with Guanyin sitting lotus. She picked it up and smelled it, and it was a faint sandalwood fragrance.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and heard that the woman and her brother's accents were all from Youzhou. I don't know if they are from the three religious religion. Now looking at this sachet, most of them are Buddhist descendants. Mr. Mingyue guessed their origin and couldn't help but doubt it again. What's the intention?

Mingyue's son really can't figure out how the Buddhist descendants of the land of the swallows came out of the snow country. It seems that they still need to be close to the ice valley. Is it the old friend of the master's brother? I don't think so. I've never heard of Leng Wuxin's relationship with Central Plains Buddhism. When I came out of the ice valley, Brother Xin repeatedly told me that in a few days, Beiming Jiuyou is likely to have a change and is likely to send people to come, but now, it is clearly from Guannei Youzhou, which is puzzling.

Mr. Mingyue pondered for a long time and made up his mind. Anyway, they have already lived at Mrs. Zhou's house, and they have to explore tonight anyway.

Mr. Mingyue thought of this, smiled indifferently, returned the sachet to Jingjing, and said with a smile, "What a beautiful sachet, Jingjing, take it well, don't lose it."

Jingjing took it for fun happily. Mr. Mingyue also sat back on the counter, holding his chin in his right hand and thinking about the countermeasures.

Looking at the getting late outside, and the dusk is coming, he has to go to Mrs. Zhou to buy some food. Mr. Mingyue secretly think about it. It's better to go to listen to the wind first. After changing his appearance in the middle of the night, he will search secretly.

Thinking of this, Mr. Mingyue went back to the inner room, put on a thick cloth shirt, brought a tea tray, went out of the grocery store, and came to Mrs. Zhou's sister-in-law's shop.

Mr. Mingyue caught a glimpse of five or six people from Youzhou sitting at the dinner table waiting for dinner, and the rest must have followed Mrs. Zhou to look inside the room.

Mr. Mingyue smiled indifferently, came over with a tea tray, and said to the beautiful woman with a slightly hoarse and gentle beautiful clothes, "Where's Mrs. Zhou? Huh? Why didn't you see her come out?"

The woman looked back at Mr. Mingyue and was also stunned. She secretly said that she had a handsome little white face, but she was dressed as a clerk, dressed in coarse cloth, and holding a tea tray, so she had to sigh, "Are you talking about the boss's wife here? She went to the backyard to clean up the room with our brothers and sisters.

Mr. Mingyue is a single disciple of the old man who is alone in the world. He has learned to dress up in Pear Blossom Valley. It is also easy to pretend to be a silly boy, and he is even better at being a smooth market player. Mr. Mingyue believes that the best thing is not to pretend to be stupid, but to be stupid inadvertently make people illusions.

Therefore, Mr. Mingyue pretended to be a little stunned, deliberately looked at the woman a few times without concealing it, and still muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, the big girl doesn't look at it for nothing." When the beautiful girl finished speaking in a slightly hoarse voice, Mr. Mingyue nodded quickly and said with a smile, "Oh! Really, wait a minute, boy."

After saying that, Mr. Mingyue still couldn't help looking at other people's eyes more. He looked carefully, really and sincerely. He saw the big girl's eyebrows and apricot eyes, long eyelashes, and a beautiful mole in the corner of her right eye, and her face was tender and white, as if it would break as if it was blown.

When the sister in a blue shirt sitting next to her saw Mr. Mingyue's appearance, she frowned secretly and pulled her and said, "Sister Yingxian, ignore him. It's really annoying to look at him."

Mr. Mingyue's heart moved. It turned out that the beautiful girl in the flower shirt was called Yingxian. He couldn't help looking at her hair a few more times before asking questions.

Unexpectedly, the girl Yingxian didn't care about it. Instead, she looked forward to it. She lost her charming eyes to Mr. Mingyue and smiled indifferently at the blue-shirted woman sitting next to her and said, "The mountain man has never seen a big girl. What does it matter with him? Hailian, you think he hates it, but I don't think it at all."

Mr. Mingyue pretended not to hear it, smiled and made a face at the blue-shirted woman Hailian.

Mr. Mingyue simply appreciated Hailian's appearance, but at the age of 16 or seven, he also had a pair of big watery eyes. Looking at Mr. Mingyue and frowned, Hailian finally couldn't help saying, "Damn it, look what I'm doing!"

Mr. Mingyue held the tea tray, pretended to be and said, "Because you are good-looking, hehe, I'm not a nuisance."

Hailian's pretty face turned pale, but her prejudice was that she was a wild man. It was not easy to attack. She quickly turned her back and said, "Don't look at me!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled slightly and was only close to the Yingxian girl who looked extremely generous and even slightly watery. He smiled and said, "I heard her say that the girl's name is Yingxian?"

The pretty girl in the floral shirt nodded with a slightly hoarse voice and said with a soft smile, "Yes, my name is Shui Yingxian. Sister Lian is a little shy. Don't mess with her."

Mr. Mingyue said obediently. He can't** nakedly ask if he is from Central Plains Buddhism. He comes here to do it. Even if he asks him, he won't tell the truth. For a moment, Mr. Mingyue couldn't figure out what to say, so he simply wanted to see if this girl Shui Yingxian was really a watery poplar, and then make further plans.

While everyone was not paying attention, Mr. Mingyue obliquely blocked the tea tray on the table and learned to be a frivolous man. Suddenly, he reached out and quietly touched the jade hand full of water. A pair of dark eyes still stared at Shui Yingxian, as if they were crazy to see how she reacted.

Shui Yingxian was obviously shocked. Unexpectedly, the teenager in this mountain village was so bold. Shui Yingxian's jade hand moved slightly but did not shrink back, and his apricot eyes looked at the bright moon with a smile.

Mr. Mingyue was surprised and funny. He secretly said that there was such a woman in the world, and it was too easy to get it. He pretended to get two false feelings. Mr. Mingyue simply pinched Shui Yingxian's jade hand and sighed, "Miss Shui Yingxian is so beautiful, much more beautiful than Hailian's sister."

Hailian, a blue-shirted woman, turned around and said, "Who is your sister!" Humph, it's really a mountain village man, vulgar and rude.

Mr. Mingyue said leisurely, "You are so angry that you said me, and no one is good-looking."

"You!"