After such a long time, Chen Er finally came to Hengshan again.

He entered the gate of the scenic spot and walked in the direction he remembered.

Today's sunshine in Hengshan is not abundant.

The temperature was cooler than before, and the top of the mountain was covered with clouds and mist, and the sunlight could only pass through the layers of clouds and mist, and a few speckled halos could fall.

At the foot of the mountain, the scenery is very good.

The mist hangs over the trees, and then occasionally a few flickers of light fall down, like a fairyland.

Chen Er looked up at the foot of the mountain, then raised his feet and walked quickly towards the mountain.

By the time we reached our destination, there were very few pedestrians on the mountain road.

Chen Er found the big tree in his memory, dug two pits in the ground, and sure enough, he dug out two jars of wine.

After wiping the soil off the jar, Chen Er picked up a jar of wine, carefully removed it, put it next to his nose and sniffed it.

The spirit was suddenly shaken.

The lotus aroma in the wine has been perfectly integrated.

The smell of lotus flowers is elegant, and the aroma of Hengyang wine is soft and mellow.

The combination of the two, the fragrance in the altar is overflowing, and the smell of lotus flowers is light and elegant.

Just a light sniff of the aroma, and I feel full of fragrance.

"Good wine!"

Chen Er couldn't help but hug the small wine jar and took a sip of wine gently.

A cool liquid rolled down his throat at once.

Although the wine was buried in the ground for a long time, it was not contaminated with the cold of the ground in the slightest.

Instead, the mouth is soft, with a mellow scent, light like soft petals, and gently sweeping over the tongue.

Chen Er exhaled slowly.

When his gaze fell on the rocky trees of the distant mountains, it seemed that even the steep slopes became gentle.

He plugged the mouth of the altar, carried two jars of wine, and walked slowly down the mountain.

All the tempos slowed down at once.

The mountain wind also blew slowly.

The first gust of wind just blows the corners of the clothes, and the next gust of wind is belated, blowing the pine branches on the road ahead, and the slender pine needles sway on the branches, as if they are about to fall at any moment.

But when the wind blew, Chen Er still couldn't see the pine needles fall.

Only a faint smell of pine needles can be heard.

Chen Er narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down the mountain, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

Most of them are people who have come down the mountain.

The only strange thing is a group of men in black, walking towards the mountain like a fly.

It's not an exaggeration to say they're men in black.

Black blazer, black shirt, black tie, black leather shoes.

Even the hair is black.

Chen Er almost couldn't hold back, and was about to blurt out, "Where did the assassin come from to assassinate me!" ”

Fortunately, I held back in time.

Chen Er felt that the outfit of this group of people was a little familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, I remembered the first time I came to Hengshan to bury wine.

It seems that he has met the same man in black on the mountain, asking Jin Changsong for directions.

So, Chen Er turned around and looked behind him.

Sure enough, I saw a familiar figure.

She wore a pure white gauze dress and a light cyan blouse.

The skirt is embroidered with a pattern of the same color as the blouse.

From a distance, the whole person seems to merge with the hazy background behind him.

It is impossible to tell where is the misty distant mountain and where is her.

She also saw Chen.

The long, slightly curved eyebrows are as clear as the thin willows stretched out in March.

Chen Er smiled at her, bowed slightly, and said hello.

She is the girl she hastily met at the Shu family's birthday banquet before.

Chen Er recognized her as Lu Yumiao at a glance.

This amazing look and temperament is really hard to forget.

Moreover, Chen Er felt that her temperament was very similar to his own.

If Gou Xuefang knew, he would definitely say that Chen Er was narcissistic.

Lu Yumiao walked up to Chen Er without surprise or any superfluous emotions.

The two were like old classmates or old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they said hello indifferently and without detachment.

Only then did Chen Er realize that Lu Yumiao was also carrying a jar of wine in his hand.

He was immediately interested.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Saying this, Chen Er was a little surprised, how could he ask so naturally.

Lu Yumiao raised her eyes slightly, and her tone did not change.

"This is Hengyang alcohol."

Chen Er smiled and lifted the wine jar in his hand.

"Coincidentally, I also have two jars of Hengyang wine here."

Chen Er and Lu Yumiao walked down the mountain while talking.

Along the way, both men were talking about very common topics.

For example, what is the weather like today, what are the delicious things in Hengyang, and what other scenery can be seen in addition to Hengshan nearby.

The group of men in black followed the two very quietly throughout the whole process, keeping a certain distance, but they were reluctant to follow closely.

Before I knew it, I was at the foot of the mountain.

Chen Erdao, "I'm going to go first, and I'll have to catch a plane later." ”

Lu Yumiao nodded.

Then a white Chevrolet on the side of the road drove over without hurrying.

The white-gloved driver got out of the car and bowed slightly to Lu Yumiao.

Chen Er turned and walked away.

When I passed by the driver, I seemed to see him suddenly smile at himself.

Chen Er was slightly stunned, and smiled back.

Suddenly, I felt a little strange feeling on the scalp at the back of my head.

It's like being bitten by a mosquito.

It's just that it doesn't last long, just less than a second.

Chen Er didn't care, stopped a taxi on the side of the road and left.

The car in which Chen Er was sitting disappeared into the road.

The white-gloved driver walked up to Lu Yumiao and respectfully handed over something in his hand.

Lu Yumiao looked down and saw that it was a hair.

The hair quality is good, but it is a little short, it should be a man's hair.

She picked up the hair and looked at it casually, then put it back in the driver's hand.

"The fastest time to identify the results."

The driver nodded, then put away the hair.

When Chen Er arrived at the airport, he felt that the back of his head was weird.

He has been modified to have a physique, and his reaction and sensitivity are higher than ordinary people.

If he felt something strange just now, it was really something.

Chen Er touched the back of his head seriously.

Then he pulled his hair hard.

"Hold the grass!"

"I actually pulled my hair!"

"I didn't know that my hair was a dragon's beard, it was very valuable!"

Chen Er complained in his heart.

I just hope they don't take that hair to the Gu.

And he was thankful.

Chen Er felt a little inexplicable.

But there was nothing to be done.

I didn't react just now, do I have to run back to theorizing now?

Chen Er took the two jars of wine to check in, and then waited for the plane.

His destination this time was country Y.

The flight duration is eleven hours.

There is no direct flight from Hengyang to London.

So Chen Er needs to go to Hong Kong for a transit.

Because he didn't buy the ticket, but Zhao Chengping got it.

So Chen Er didn't know the price of the ticket either.

He didn't even know what class it was.

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