Chapter 112 You are going to marry me today (6)
"Go back with your friend. There must be others in the village watching. Something may happen if I go back to the village."
Wen Chan's hand unconsciously rested on Jing Shui's head, stroking his head like a dog.
Jing Shui narrowed his eyes comfortably, with an expression of enjoyment, barely wagging his tail.
Lin Zhao: "..."
Even if she wanted to say something else, it would be hard to say it after seeing this scene.
For a moment, she felt that Yang Mianmian was right, Wen Chan might have really volunteered.
She silently lowered the curtain and retreated.
I want to say that Jing Shui has bad intentions, but looking at Wen Chan, she is not much better!
Oh my god, the person she supports cannot be a Neptune, right?
Are you here to look for "one love" in the dungeon?
It is not that there are no such people in the transit world, but the probability of them overturning is quite high.
What is love?
It is more than a one-night stand, a whole copy of love.
If you leave this copy, you will turn your back on others.
Lin Zhao was a little confused.
Luo Hao, who had been paying attention to the situation here, probably realized something when he saw Lin Zhao being "driven out".
Strode over and pulled Lin Zhao away.
It doesn’t mean that people don’t need others to care if nothing happens to them because they are powerful, but Luo Hao feels that Wen Chan really doesn’t need to care.
You might even think they are in the way.
…
As soon as the others left, everything was silent.
Wen Chan could only hear her own breathing.
“Are you here to marry the Well God?”
She suddenly asked.
Jing Shui froze, and his hand holding Wen Chan relaxed a little.
He still leaned in Wen Chan's arms and didn't move, "Just...is it possible...that you...marry me?"
His voice became softer and softer, and he didn't care about Wen Chan. The cicada cannot hear clearly.
Wen Chan said directly: "It's impossible."
With a joking smile in her eyes, she was still saying: "You are so afraid of the Well God, if He knows that you robbed him His bride will definitely kill you.”
Jingshui: "..."
Wen Chan patted his back, "Brother Jingshui, we can't do something so outrageous. Get up quickly and take me to the Jing Temple."< br>
Jing Shui: "..."
When he got up from Wen Chan's arms, he didn't dare to look at her again.
Just squatted at the door of the sedan chair and whispered: "Sister, come up, I will carry you there."
Wen Chan didn't say much, threw herself on his back, and picked up the red lantern that had accompanied her all the way.
Oddly enough, the light in this lantern is not a candle, otherwise it would have burned out long ago.
I don’t know what it is inside, but the light it emits is very bright, and it feels slightly warm outside, which is very magical.
Wen Chan held a lantern to illuminate him.
Jing Shui carried her steadily towards the Jing Temple.
The "House of God's Envoy" on the mountain was completely burned, with flames and thick smoke billowing.
Neither of them looked back.
Not long after, Wen Chan saw a giant locust tree not far away.
It takes at least four or five people to hold the tree trunk.
The giant tree blocks half of the house.
Walking further inside, Wen Chan saw clearly what the so-called Well Temple was.
It was a relatively run-down courtyard house with blue bricks and red tiles, which looked a bit weird.
The old dark red door is wide open, and you can clearly see a large well in disrepair in the yard, directly opposite the door.
Jing Shui walked in with her on his back.
A stale smell came over my face.
Wen Chan didn't react at all, but Jing Shui frowned at first.
The next second, that inexplicable refreshing breath spread from his body again, this time with a hint of sweetness.
It dissipates the musty smell in the house.
Just by smelling it, Wen Chan felt that it was much cooler in this hot night. "Put me down."
Wen Chan kicked him on the back.
Jing Shui quickly stabilized her, "We haven't reached the room yet."
"Why are we going to the room? I want to come down to see my husband-in-law."
Jing Shui: "?"
While he was stunned, Wen Chan had broken free from his hand and jumped off his back.
She walked towards the well in the yard.
Beside the well is a wooden bucket for drawing water, tied with a rope. It has been too old, and the rope falls off when touched, so it can no longer be used.
She held up the lantern and bent down to look into the well.
The next second, a hand was wrapped around her waist, dragging her back a few steps.
“Sister, be careful.”
Jing Shui's clear voice sounded behind her.
"If you two don't watch the well, you still have to listen to some words." He reminded Wen Chan in a serious tone.
Wen Chan said unconcernedly: "What are you afraid of? My husband is the god of the well, can he still make me fall?"
Jing Shui: "..."
Having said that, Wen Chan stopped looking at him.
She looked at the well and saw that it was dry and there was nothing interesting to see.
She broke away from Jing Shui and held her hand, holding the lantern and began to look around at the surrounding environment.
Jing Shui followed her step by step.
This is not a so-called temple, just a simple courtyard.
But in this village, it is not easy to build a courtyard house.
There are lots of rooms and even a kitchen.
Wen Chan wanted to go out and see the big locust tree at the door.
At this moment, Jing Shui said again, "Then sister...what if there is no well god?"
Wen Chan smiled behind his back, then calmed down her expression, turned around in panic and covered her head She stopped his mouth and looked nervously at the well in the yard.
“Don’t dare to talk nonsense! Be careful with your life!”
Jing Shui: "..."
His mouth was covered, revealing only a pair of confused eyes.
Why did it feel like she didn’t believe it before? I have asked the question of whether the Well God really exists several times. Why am I so convinced now?
"You kid, you dare to say such treacherous words in front of others. If my husband is angry, I can't protect you! Why don't you leave quickly?"
She let go of Jing Shui, Pushed him toward the door.
Jing Shui looked a little unnatural and whispered, "I live here too."
Wen Chan was not surprised, after all, he had come to marry the Well God.
"Then go back to your room quickly! I am going to communicate with my husband-in-law about my feelings. Children cannot watch!"
Jing Shui immediately argued: "I am not young!"
< br>“……”
Wen Chan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
This guy cares about this in every copy.
"The point is that I want to exchange feelings, let's go!" Wen Chan pushed him towards one of the rooms.
Jing Shui sideways avoided her hand, ran to a room at the edge, opened the door, and said to her: "Sister, you live in this room."
The outside looked shabby, That room was exceptionally clean, it looked like it had been cleaned.
Wen Chan hesitated, "But this room is a bit far from my husband..."
This room is the farthest away from the well.
Wen Chan spoke to her husband, looking at Jing Shui's expression of wanting to break his guard but having to endure it, he wanted to laugh.
Jing Shui is indeed not happy.
She didn’t listen to herself at all.
After thinking about it, he had a sullen face, pursed his lips, strode over and pulled Wen Chan into this room, then closed the door and locked her in without saying a word.
Wen Chan heard the sound of the door being locked outside: "?"
(End of this chapter)