Volume 2: Memories of Yonghui (Part 1) Chapter 13 Wonderful Night, Wonderful Water, and Wonderful People
Yao Ji subconsciously took two steps back. Feeling that the other party didn't seem to have any ill intentions, she looked at him carefully.
At this time, the man was obviously dressed. Yao Ji looked him up and down and estimated that he seemed to be about the same age as herself. No, it should be said that he was younger than herself, about thirteen or fourteen years old.
Because his clear voice just now clearly still carried a hint of childishness, unlike Mo Yi's voice, which was clear but occasionally a little deep. Moreover, he was much shorter than Mo Yi, only slightly taller than the petite Yao Ji, but only by a little.
Yao Ji was not aware of the subtle change in her heart. She didn't know when it started, but when facing a stranger of the opposite sex, she would always think of Mo first.
In fact, before this, the only opposite sex she could think of seemed to be her senior brother Wu Su. As for her senior brother, Yao Ji often ignored his gender, because he was a warm presence like an elder brother.
His gaze fell back on the young man in front of him. The crescent-colored robe that almost reached the ground seemed a little inappropriate for his age, making him look too mature. His long dark green hair was now wet and scattered on his sides, but it made his delicate face even more stunning.
Yao Ji stared blankly at the handsome young man, who was now hugging a tree trunk and laughing. She thought to herself, whatever a beautiful person does is like a painting. Unconsciously, she remembered her previous embarrassment and sighed sadly.
The young man seemed to have heard Yao Ji sigh. He stopped smiling and opened his big, lively and beautiful eyes. His long eyelashes fluttered as he asked, "Why are you sighing?"
Yao Ji glanced at his face, which was as beautiful as a painting no matter what expression it had, with resentment, and spread her hands half self-deprecatingly and half teasingly: "You, who are naturally beautiful, will never understand the troubles of ordinary-looking women like me."
That half-sad, half-witty remark caused the young man to burst into earth-shaking laughter again.
Although these words were spoken to the young man, the image of the handsome young man in the bamboo house with a livid face flashed through his mind, as if the resentment was caused by him.
"But I think you look very smart." The young man finally stopped laughing, but what he said stunned Yao Ji.
You're actually a good person or something.
As if he saw Yao Ji's doubt, the young man continued to look at her seriously, and said word by word: "There are many beautiful people in the world, but it is rare to find spiritual people."
As he spoke, he unscrupulously stretched out a finger and tapped Yao Ji's forehead. Yao Ji felt her eyebrows getting hot and she unconsciously took two steps back again.
The young man showed a surprised expression at this time. He stared at his fingertips that had just touched Yao Ji's eyebrows, and seemed to be thoughtful for a moment.
"My name is Yao Ji, what's yours?" Yao Ji took the initiative to speak , as if to break the sudden silence .
The young man regained his composure, a sly look flashed across his eyes, and he smiled so dazzlingly that Yao Ji could not bear to look directly at him: "Long Yu."
Long Yu? This is a name that suits him very well. Thinking of the figure of this man swimming at the bottom of the lake just now , Yao Ji seemed to see a beautiful picture of a dragon leaping into the sky.
But is it a dragon leaping into the sky or a fish diving into the deep pool? It will take Yao Ji a long time to understand.
Although Long Yu was stunningly handsome, his personality was similar to Yao Ji's, a free and easy-going person. The two of them seemed to quickly forget the awkwardness just now and became familiar with each other after a few words.
Just sit on the ground and chat under the moonlight.
Only then did Yao Ji realize that Long Yu was also one of the eight lucky people that day.
No wonder he has the ability to reverse the flow of the stream. Those who can make it to the third level must have some extraordinary qualities. Yao Ji thought of her original intention of pursuing this path, and made a conclusion in her heart without thinking about it carefully.
The young man named Long Yu, after several casual tests, found out that what Yao Ji said was true and that she did not actually discover his real secret. He felt relieved a little. After several conversations, he found that the woman in front of him was quite special.
Although she was stunned by his beauty at first, the girl did not look at herself differently because of it.
His speech and behavior are graceful, straightforward and frank. When he speaks, his eyes are smiling and lively.
He thought that if all the girls in his hometown were as interesting as this, he wouldn't be so bored as to volunteer to come all the way to participate in this damn Yonghui competition.
Although he was doing it under the pretext of looking for his sister, only he knew how much of it was just a trick he came up with.
Thinking of those dull women in his hometown who were so fearful and timid that they just kowtowed and greeted and dared not raise their heads too much, he turned his head away in annoyance and put them all behind him.
When Yao Ji and the handsome young man named Long Yu were finally returning to the bamboo house in the mountains after chatting to their heart's content, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night was clear.
I thought everyone had gone to bed already, after all, they would have to face the third level of trial early tomorrow morning. But I didn't expect that there were two people wandering around in front of the bamboo house like ants on a hot pan.
Seeing Yao Ji return safely, the Wu Cheng duo, who had been extremely anxious for a long time, took two steps at a time and surrounded her. They each held Yao Ji's hand, and burst into tears, not knowing what to say.
This frightened Yao Ji quite a bit, but she felt warmed at heart and had already forgiven the two for their unintentional mistake.
She patted their shoulders and winked at them playfully: "Don't worry, my heart is as strong as my body, it's no big deal, just treat it as a big show to help everyone relieve the tense atmosphere."
When Wu Cheng and the other two heard this, they were so moved that they burst into tears. However, Long Yu stood aside with his eyes wide open in surprise, thinking that this girl dared to say anything.
Strong as an ox? Suddenly, a girl with a cow's face and a human body appeared in his mind, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
Yao Ji's sight passed through the Wu Cheng duo who were blocking her way, and unconsciously drifted to the center of the row of bamboo houses. The tightly closed door seemed to indicate that the people in the house had already gone to bed, and a faint sense of loneliness spread in her heart.
Unexpectedly, as if with telepathy, the door creaked and opened abruptly.
"Are you back?" The young man in blue clothes asked calmly, his expression making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Yao Ji nodded slightly and responded. Her mind suddenly recalled his gloomy face and the way he tried to hold back his smile. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to react.
Mo Yi's reaction was very calm, as if nothing had happened . His eyes quickly fell on the smiling boy with dark green hair beside Yao Ji.
The young man actually left a very deep impression on him that day, perhaps because he looked younger than he did, or perhaps because he was different from the embarrassed look of the others when they went out into the battle. He sat on the stone steps in a very elegant, even leisurely posture, gazing into the distance with a light look in his eyes, with a calmness on his face that did not seem to match his age.
The aura he exuded was also very different from that of everyone else. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but his natural sensitivity made Mo Yi involuntarily feel a strong sense of vigilance.
This dark green-haired boy was the one that Mo Yi cared about the most among the eight people who passed the second level. Perhaps in Mo Yi's subconscious mind, he had already regarded him as the most threatening competitor in this Yonghui competition.
Although the others also had impressive strength, Mo Yi, who was born in the Nayu tribe, the most valiant and warlike tribe in the Xuming world and was the most outstanding talent among his tribe, did not take those people seriously.
Before, Mo Yi had been deliberately hiding his true strength, and he had not even used his so-called ultimate move. Therefore, even if the powerful man in black suddenly visited him in the afternoon, he did not take him too seriously.
For no reason, he recalled the inexplicable requests made to him by the mysterious man in the bamboo forest that morning. Mo Yi secretly mocked in his heart that there was no normal person in Yonghui City, and they were all unfathomable monsters.
Old monster!
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. What the old monster can attract are naturally a group of small monsters. Can it also attract immortals who are detached from the world?
When Mo Yi was secretly criticizing the revered Lord of Yonghui City, the little girl Yao Ji suddenly remembered something important and cried out "Ah", bringing his thoughts back to normal.
But the little girl looked embarrassed as she watched everyone yawning and patting their buttocks, preparing to disperse and rest. It seemed that everyone here took it for granted that the little girl's stay tonight would still be the room in the center.
It was fine that I had lost consciousness before, but now... Yao Ji stole a glance at Mo Yi's handsome face, which seemed to be in deep thought. Just glancing at him twice, Yao Ji felt that her heartbeat was speeding up and she couldn't breathe, not to mention living alone in the same room with a single man and a single woman for a whole night...
Yao Ji shook her head to get rid of the inappropriate thoughts in her mind, and opened her mouth slightly, intending to call the Wu Cheng duo who were about to enter the house, but she suddenly remembered their relationship. They were childhood sweethearts, so it was no problem. If an outsider like her tried to force her way in front of them, it would probably be a bit awkward.
She looked helplessly at the handsome young man she had just met, and felt she had no idea where to start. Although they hit it off right away and had a great conversation tonight, she couldn't be so shameless as to say to him, "Why don't I stay in the same room with you tonight?" That would definitely scare the kid. Although Yao Ji didn't have any evil thoughts in her heart, in her eyes, she already treated this new boy as her own younger brother.
Mo Yi seemed to notice Yao Ji's embarrassment, but he didn't know what she was embarrassed about. He leaned against the door, knocked on the bamboo door with his slender fingers, and whispered to Yao Ji: "It's late, go to bed." Then he went back into the house.
At this time, he naturally thought that Yao Ji should live with him now. After all, this was decided at the beginning, although it was his own arbitrary decision. He did not think about the many twists and turns in the little girl's heart.
Perhaps it was because Mo Yi didn't really care about the difference between men and women in the secular world. After all, the Nayu tribe was not very populous, and as long as they were chosen by the God of Mobei, regardless of gender, they were extremely precious treasures, so they were naturally carefully raised together without any deliberate distinction. So Mo Yi, who grew up in such an environment, naturally scoffed at the idea that men and women were different and shouldn't be intimate with each other.
Maybe I haven't really thought about this issue at all.
In the minds of Nayu people, what matters is whether they recognize a person or not, not whether the person is a man or a woman.
Mo Yi obviously had some identification with Yao Ji, so he naturally didn't care about Yao Ji's identity and gender.
Yao Ji outside the house was also a wonderful person, although she was a little more aware of the difference between men and women than Mo Yi, or in other words, girls become savvy earlier than the ignorant boy. However, since Mo Yi looked so frank and not at all shy, she thought that if she was too deliberate, it would seem a bit clichéd and artificial.
With a determined heart, he followed in without looking back.
Outside the bamboo house, the breeze was rustling, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. At this time, no one would have thought that an even more shocking trial would be waiting for them early tomorrow morning!
