"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Chu Feng put Xu Jiarong down naturally.
As calm as water, he didn't feel that this was such a shameful thing.
The latter covered his face shyly, shook his black hair, and trotted into the woods on one side.
It was time for dinner, and Chu Feng looked as far as the eye could see. Smoke after smoke was already rising above the continuous buildings.
Listening carefully, a chaotic sound came.
"Aaron, go home for dinner"
"good"
"Jian Guo'er, stop playing cards and go back to cooking."
"Why let me do it"
"Because you don't have a wife"
"When I save enough money, I will buy one too."
"Forget it if you buy a wife, now the investigation is stricter"
"So what if we find out? When the time comes, thousands of us will rush forward to see who dares to take the person away."
"Jian Guoer is right, the law does not punish the public."
“You’re right”
"Hahaha……"
"Click, click, click..."
"Smelly boy, don't chase my old hen"
"Son, eat, finish your homework and then do it."
"Wait a moment"
…
"Taoist Master"
Under the setting sun, which was no longer swaying wantonly, a few tree vines covered with small green leaves moved a few times, and Xu Jiarong's graceful figure walked out of it.
Chu Feng turned around and saw that Xu Jiarong was wearing something very different today. He was wearing a military-style windbreaker on the upper body and narrow-leg jeans on the lower body, which looked very cool. Perhaps because of the heat, Xu Jiarong unbuttoned the windbreaker, revealing A knitted cardigan lifted up by her towering breasts.
"Taoist Priest, where should we go next?"
Xu Jiarong raised her head slightly, looked at Chu Feng with bright and energetic eyes, and asked calmly and generously.
"Go to He Yuting's home"
Chu Feng reached out and pressed his hand on Xu Jiarong's thin shoulder. He disappeared in one step and reappeared in a mountain village filled with smoke.
Looking with my mind, under the setting sun, there are two and three snow-white geese, old hens lowering their heads for food from time to time, jumping rubber bands, playing, sweaty children who still don't want to go home to eat, holding bowls at the door while eating, talking to each other. The chatty adults in the neighborhood formed a picture of dinner in a mountain village.
"With so many houses, which one is He Yuting's home?"
In a deserted corner, Xu Jiarong looked at the houses everywhere and felt a little dizzy.
"Ask someone"
Chu Feng walked forward without stopping.
Xu Jiarong hesitated for a moment and quickly followed.
When they were about to reach a small intersection, there was a loud noise.
Chu Feng and Xu Jiarong walked out in a few steps, and the scene Chu Feng saw just now with his spiritual consciousness appeared.
"It turns out that people in mountain villages are so lively when they eat."
On weekdays, Xu Jiarong can only eat silently at home alone. Xu Jiarong is lonely and cold, with envy in her beautiful eyes.
Several shirtless and dark-skinned men were holding bowls and chatting and laughing. They turned their heads when they heard the sound and saw Xu Jiarong, who had skin as smooth as gel and was extremely beautiful. On the delicate body, shoot up and down.
"Well"
Xu Jiarong trembled, and her silky little hands quickly grabbed Chu Feng's hand. When He Yuting told her story before, she was already full of fear of the legendary mountain village with simple folk customs. Now that I saw this scene, I felt even more nervous, fearing that these hungry bachelors would snatch her away at all costs.
"Don't worry, Pindao is here, they can't take you away."
Chu Feng's free hand patted the back of Xu Jiarong's hand.
"I forgot"
Xu Jiarong thought of Chu Feng's ability, let go of his hand, and smiled.
Chu Feng made a gesture and asked a group of people: "Where is Zhang Libin's family?"
Among the several dark men, a very burly man stood up and said with a frown: "What are you looking for Zhang Libin for? He is already dead."
In a closed place like this, one is usually wary of people who suddenly appear.
Chu Feng smiled slightly and said: "Of course something happened."
The burly man's eyes wandered from Chu Feng and Xu Jiarong for a few seconds, and then he suddenly smiled, revealing his yellow teeth with vegetable leaves hanging on them.
"I'll take you there"
"Thank you very much"
Chu Feng walked over.
Xu Jiarong naturally followed closely. She was sensitive and noticed that the burly man swallowed his saliva.
Not long after the three of them had left, everyone began to talk quietly.
"Tell me, is that Taoist priest a human trafficker?"
"No, that Taoist priest looks very classy."
“What does it mean to have a fan?”
"roll"
"People should not be judged by their appearance. If the Taoist priest is really a human trafficker, he will take advantage of Qiangzi."
"Yes, that woman is so beautiful, her skin is white and tender, her breasts are big and firm, her butt is plump, and her legs are long and plump. I can't find her anywhere in the entire historical city."
"No, I have to go take a look."
"I am coming too"
…
In the deep alley, Chu Feng, Xu Jiarong, and the burly man were walking back and forth.
The burly man, who looked a bit dull, was very talkative. At one moment he was talking about how he was doing outside, and at another moment he said that a tourism company had visited their village and was planning to develop the tourism industry, and soon they would be rich.
Xu Jiarong, who was already disgusted with the burly man, remained silent.
Chu Feng didn't talk much.
The burly man found it boring and said nothing about Zhang Libin's family.
He Yuting's resistance turned into a mental problem in his words. He did not express sympathy or anger for Zhang Libin's death.
As a sympathizer of He Yuting, Xu Jiarong couldn't help but said: "You cooperate with human traffickers to harm young girls from good families. What is the difference between you and animals?"
The air was quiet, as if some kind of anger was brewing.
The burly man, who was two steps ahead of Chu Feng and Xu Jiarong, stopped, turned around, and looked at Xu Jiarong with a mocking expression.
"If we don't cooperate with the human traffickers, will we be single for the rest of our lives? On the way here, you must have seen that there are nothing but mountains here. Birds don't want to poop in this place. How can any woman be willing to marry here?"
Xu Jiarong was speechless at the burly man's words.
The burly man took steps forward and spoke of something he had heard in his childhood with a look of reminiscence on his face.
"When I was young, I was hunting in the mountains. When I was resting, my grandfather told me that our ancestors have been cooperating with human traffickers since the Song Dynasty. Everyone here is the descendant of locals and foreign women."
Xu Jiarong asked puzzledly: "Why don't you try to solve it locally?"
There was more mockery on the burly man's face.
"Local, haha, let's just say that in our village, in the past three years, there have been six girls of school age. After they went out to work, they never came back. Two of them, as far as I know, became young ladies in Yangcheng. The last one Yue, one of the people who came back left after staying at home for less than three days, saying he couldn't stand it here."
Xu Jiarong was speechless again.
The burly man pointed to the eastern sky and said, "The world beyond the mountains is the place that women yearn for."
Xu Jiarong frowned slightly and said, "You talk about women too philistinely."
