Ye Chen followed the proprietress to the yard outside the bun shop. The proprietress didn't stop after she walked out of the bun shop, but took Ye Chen around and walked to the backyard of the bun shop.
"I didn't expect this yard to be quite big. I thought there was only one front yard." Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Yes, this is the property left by my husband's ancestors. Fortunately, it was not affected by the war, otherwise we would lose our last refuge."
The proprietress replied without turning her head, Ye Chen nodded and did not speak.
Soon, the proprietress brought Ye Chen to a small house, "Brother, this is our woodshed, I can only wrong you tonight and live here."
"Thank you, lady boss, I am very grateful to have a place to live here, and I dare not ask for anything extravagant." Ye Chen thanked him from the bottom of his heart, after all, such kind-hearted people are really rare.
"If there's nothing else to do, brother, let's go to rest first. I have to prepare the ingredients for tomorrow, so I won't talk to brother." After the young woman finished speaking, she turned and left without waiting for Ye Chen to respond.
Ye Chen wanted to say more words of thanks, but before Ye Chen could speak, the young woman had already turned the corner of the yard and disappeared.
Ye Chen shrugged, knowing that the proprietress might be a little anxious, after all, preparing the ingredients for the next day is quite troublesome.
He walked into the woodshed, took off his burden, and put it on the ground. Then he cleared out an open space, spread some straw on the ground, and lay down.
Ye Chen drank some wine just now, so he is a little dizzy now. He enjoys this feeling very much, as if he is floating on the clouds.
He suddenly thought, would Sun Wukong feel the same way when he was driving somersault cloud?
Ye Chen closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep. For some reason, he was very restless, so he simply stood up and walked to the window of the woodshed.
Looking at the stars and the moon in the sky, the previous thoughts reappeared in Ye Chen's heart, and he began to wonder if there were any gods in this world.
"Up to now, the Taoist man is the closest thing I've ever seen to an immortal, but he looks so ordinary. If he didn't have the means to appear and disappear suddenly, I wouldn't believe he is an immortal at all."
"Fairy, it sounds like a distant word." Ye Chen sighed, and sat back on the ground again. He flipped through his memory, and suddenly remembered the plot of Monkey King making trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago.
Ye Chen wanted to deduce the scene at that time through memory in his mind, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a sound in the yard outside the woodshed.
Ye Chen walked back to the window curiously, but the window was not facing the courtyard of the bun shop, but outside the fence, so Ye Chen didn't see anything.
He put his ears on the door and listened carefully to the sound outside the door. The surrounding was very quiet, and he heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from the yard, and the footsteps seemed to be walking towards the woodshed.
Ye Chen didn't make a sound, he just thought it was the proprietress of the bun shop who came to pick up some things, so he didn't care.
Soon, the footsteps reached the door of the woodshed, but the footsteps stopped at the door.
"Is everything ready?" A man's voice appeared suddenly, and Ye Chen had never heard this man speak before.
"Ready, and this kid just drank our wine, there is something in the wine, he should have slept like a dead pig by now." Ye Chen recognized that it was the voice of the proprietress! (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com