647: Once upon a ti, there was a mountain 526 647: Once upon a ti, there was a mountain 526 “Youth, once again, sprawled drunkenly into—its arms of obscurity, squandering ti with laughter, that generous gathering and parting…”
In the BMW.
Jiang Chen humd to the song, carefree.
His mood matched the skies of the mont.
A carefree little immortal.
The morning’s bright sunshine poured through the open car window onto his face, extra warm.
No scenario of the police coming to ‘invite him for tea’ happened.
He had slept through the night in his hotel unscathed after injuring soone and running out on his bill at the tavern.
To this, Jiang Chen showed no surprise.
For soone who could summon a Colonel with a flick of his wrist, such calmness couldn’t be more normal.
Bloody Guanyin didn’t find him too noisy either, she drove the car southward, gradually leaving the jurisdiction of Jin Guan City.
Although he seed relaxed and comfortable on the surface, Jiang Chen’s mind kept pondering what agenda she might be harboring this ti.
He thought that he should be heading back to East Sea today.
But, at this mont, Jiang Chen naturally stopped worrying that this esteed Bloody Guanyin might harbor any malicious intentions towards him.
If his bold impudence from the day before had not provoked her, then he and this renowned and extraordinary woman should by now truly be considered friends.
“How about I drive for a while?”
Seeing they had been on the road for two hours, Jiang Chen spoke up, ever the gentleman.
“No need.”
Lan Peizhi’s response was unsurprising.
“Where are we heading?”
Jiang Chen asked in a tily manner.
“What did you co to Jin Guan for?”
Lan Peizhi responded with a question that didn’t answer his question.
Unlike so people who grew conceited from a bit of success, acting recklessly without anyone to check them, she didn’t do that.
She drove steadily, thodically.
For what?
Of course, it was for…
Jiang Chen was montarily taken aback by her question, then rapidly caught on, smiling nonchalantly, “Tourism, you know.”
Lan Peizhi fell silent.
Jiang Chen caught her subtle drift at once.
Looking at her unaffected beauty, inside he could hardly believe it.
Could Lan Peizhi actually want to join him in enjoying the mountains and rivers?
Could she harbor such refinent?
He was a bit flattered.
Yet, it seed his guess was confird.
After driving for nearly three hours, the BMW passed through a small town before stopping at the foot of a mountain.
Here, human presence was sparse, and the mountain itself was not particularly grand.
The only noteworthy feature might be the maple forest that covered the mountain, except that this season was not when the leaves turned red, so it frankly could not be called a beautiful scene, nor did it have any connection to a famous historical site.
When he got out of the car, Jiang Chen was extrely puzzled.
There were countless nice places in Jin Guan City; if it was just for sightseeing, why would Lan Peizhi drive all the way out to this decrepit mountain?
He had already checked their location with the navigation system, yet found no na labeling it.
This small, hump-like hill was so lackluster it didn’t even have a proper na.
Jiang Chen felt both curious and puzzled.
Instinctively, he surveyed his surroundings and was surprised to discover that in such a remote place, there was actually a tavern in operation.
It seed true enough.
The tavern at the foot of the mountain added a touch of immortality to the mountain.
It had a mysterious air, and its appearance fit very well with period dramas.
Its na was no different.
Yijian Guesthouse.
Lan Peizhi walked straight towards the tavern.
Jiang Chen, filled with curiosity, quickly followed.
The tavern was two stories: the first floor had square tables neatly arranged, while the second likely had accommodations.
From the inside out, its decor was crafted to imitate period drama scenes.
Unknown to visitors, they might think they had stumbled into so kind of film set.
“What will the two guests have?”
The most impressive thing was that even the waitstaff was dressed in period costu, wearing coarse linen clothes and simple hats, using age-old terms of address that gave off an air of having traveled through ti.
Jiang Chen marveled in appreciation.
Lan Peizhi didn’t seem out of place; it appeared she wasn’t here for the first ti, and she was even familiar with the nu.
Without looking, she casually ordered several dishes and a pot of liquor.
This esteed Bloody Guanyin seed to really enjoy drinking.
At least so far, whenever Jiang Chen had als with her, she always drank, genuinely embodying the saying “no wine, no cheer.”
“Alright then, please wait a mont,” the server said.
Watching the shop assistant call out and turn away, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but chuckle and turned to look at Lan Peizhi.
“Is this a newly developed scenic spot?”
“It has been here since before you were born.”
Jiang Chen was taken aback, then couldn’t resist asking, “Then why can’t it be found online?
It doesn’t even have a na.”
Lan Peizhi didn’t answer.
With her not responding, Jiang Chen didn’t press further with incessant questioning, but instead looked casually around.
You can imagine the business for a shop located here.
At this ti, it was only natural that they were the only custors in the place, which seed quite desolate.
“Here cos the liquor.”
While the dishes needed ti, the wine was served swiftly.
A very delicate white jade pot, similar to sothing used in filming.
This establishnt’s attention to detail was impeccable.
“Drink up, the liquor here won’t get you drunk,” Lan Peizhi said, picking up the pot and pouring wine for Jiang Chen herself.
Jiang Chen, no stranger to such treatnt, accepted it with ease.
After all, he had even t her parents; there was no need to be shy.
Once Lan Peizhi finished pouring, he tentatively picked up his cup and took a sip.
Upon entry, the flavor filled his mouth with a refreshing fragrance.
It was vastly different from ordinary white liquor.
He couldn’t help but finish it in one go, finding it wonderfully satisfying.
“What kind of wine is this?”
“Songhua brew,” she replied.
Lan Peizhi usually drank her spirits heartily, but now she only took small sips.
Jiang Chen poured himself another cup, murmuring, “I should take a few bottles back with .”
At that mont, so noise ca from the entrance of the otherwise empty Yijian Guesthouse.
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