In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

While others were still chattering and discussing, Qin Han indeed discovered something was wrong. Qin Han raised his head, looked in the direction of the sun, and frowned slightly.

"What's the matter, Old Qin?" Bai Sheng was the first to discover that Qin Han was worried.

"Brother, let me ask you something. We are going straight forward, right?" Qin Han suddenly asked such a question.

"Well, if I remember correctly, it should be. We have been walking forward after crossing the bridge into the village." Bai Sheng looked back and said with certainty, looking back at the road.

"What are you talking about? There's no way around it. Why don't we just walk from the river to here? What are you looking at?" Shen Jiajia looked towards the place where Qin Han had been staring.

"This is..." Shen Jiajia looked at the sun and was stunned for a moment.

"What's going on with you? Why are you staring at the sun all the time? Aren't you going blind?" Huang Qingyuan also got curious and looked at the sun, but didn't find any difference between the sun and usual.

"Do you still remember where we were when we listened to that story?" Kong Yu asked.

"I still know this. Where is the big Dui Gua? Anyone who knows something about this will know that it is the west side." Huang Qingyuan said lightly, but he raised his head to look at the sun again with an expression of disbelief.

"I'll go, let's go straight in the opposite direction, no turns, no detours. Why is the sun setting towards us!" Huang Qingyuan couldn't help but scream, and the sun was slowly setting in front of them.

"Did you just find out? Moreover, the location of this village is correct. There is no fraud." Shen Jiajia rolled her eyes at Huang Qingyuan, who realized it later.

Zhuge Yun on the side looked at what several people thought was a surprising discovery with a smile.

"What's the principle behind this? I don't feel any smell of magic being used in the air at all." Shen Jiajia, who has always been very sensitive to this aspect, asked.

"Of course this is not a magic, it is just a very simple terrain design. A difference caused by the relationship between the slope and the distance between the houses. I said, if there is no special guide, you can get lost inside and walk for three days. You can't go out for three nights. Even if you walk straight down the same road, even if you are a top stargazer who wants to be proficient in entering and exiting this village, you must do it without anyone disturbing you." Zhuge Yun pointed. The road behind them explained.

"What a magical method. Did the Zhuge family have this kind of technology in ancient times?" Qin Han looked at the neatly arranged houses around him and found some differences. Moreover, he could only find them after Zhuge Yun reminded him. Ordinary people would not find them at all. I don't think so.

Click!

There was a sound like something falling, and then the unlocked magical wooden door behind Zhuge Yun opened.

"Let's go in first." Zhuge Yun greeted everyone.

When Qin Han entered, he took a special look at the wooden door and found that there was no lock inside the wooden door. There were only one or two grooves and a beam in the middle.

Qin and Han could not figure out how the wooden door locked itself, even if they tried their best, they could only marvel at the magic of the Zhuge family's mechanical skills.

Entering the small courtyard, the Qin and Han people finally met Zhuge Yun's father, Zhuge Wen, the contemporary head of the Zhuge family.

Zhuge Wen, the contemporary head of the Zhuge family. Zhuge Yun, the father of Zhuge Shui. Strangely enough, Zhuge Wen was not naturally interested in strange arts. But the ability to observe the sky and divination is top-notch in the Zhuge family. They gave birth to two sons with extraordinary talents. Especially above Qimen.

"Are these your classmates? Come, come, come, just like your own home, sit wherever you want. Ah Yun! Hurry up and pour tea for the guests." Zhuge Wen saw that everyone in Qin and Han did not have any airs of being the head of the family, but looked amiable.

"Well, hello, uncle. I'm very sorry for disturbing your home. This is a little bit of our thoughts. Please accept it." Qin Han took the gift box from Huang Qingyuan and handed it to Zhuge Wen.

"Oh, tell me. Just come here. After all your hard work, what else do you need to get? Let's do this, Ayun! You can make some tea with your classmates," Zhuge Wen continued. He passed the tea leaves and handed them to Zhuge Yun with his backhand.

Zhuge Yun paused as he looked at the tea leaves in his hand that were clearly spent on his own money, but had to be brewed for them to drink after being transferred three times.

"What's wrong, Ayun? You go take a dip, your classmates are still waiting." Zhuge Wen saw that Zhuge Yun had been motionless for a long time and urged him.

"Okay, uncle, I think so. I'll go help." Feeling Zhuge Yun's resentful gaze, Qin Han clapped his hands and was about to step forward to help.

"No! You just let him go by himself. He'll get used to it when he's at home alone every day. When guests come, he doesn't know how to work!" Zhuge Wen kindly stopped Qin Han who wanted to help.

"Hurry up and go!" Turning around to face Zhuge Yundun, his smile disappeared.

"You!...Okay, I'm going to take a dip!" Zhuge Yun almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and then walked to the kitchen with the gift box he bought with his own money.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells.

A very old cell phone ringtone came.

"Well, you guys talk first. Tell Ayun if you need anything. I'll take a call here." Zhuge Wen took the phone and left the living room.

After a while, Zhuge Wen came in carrying a basket.

Zhuge Wen opened the basket, and there were three plates of cakes in the basket. Zhuge Wen placed three plates of pastries on the table one by one.

"This is our Nanyang specialty pastry. Please try it." Zhuge Wen entertained several people warmly.

"No, uncle, we're not very hungry." Shen Jiajia declined quickly.

"Don't you want to eat too?" Zhuge Wen looked at the other people.

Huang Qingyuan shook his head repeatedly.

"Hey, it seems that you are all dedicated to cultivating Taoism. You are not a food lover, I am superficial." Zhuge Wen said, picking up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffing it into his mouth.

Shen Jiajia couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that was crispy on the outside and sweet on the inside. At this time, Shen Jiajia was extremely resentful that she had eaten four bowls of noodles and three plates of snacks for lunch. If I had known this, I should have eaten one less plate.

"Here comes the tea. Hey, this is a snack from my third mother's place. I haven't had it for a long time." Zhuge Yun put the brewed tea on the table and poured a cup for everyone. When I poured the last glass, I also took a piece of pastry away.

"Whether you've eaten or not, you're standing still! Look at your classmates, and then look at you!" Zhuge Wen instructed, looking at Zhuge Yun who was walking along with the cakes.

"ah?"

If Zhuge Yun hadn't known that Qin and Han were going to talk about business, he would have wanted to take out the bill of more than 400 yuan and smash it in Zhuge Wen's face.

"Your fourth uncle has something to do with you. Go ahead and help me bring some special features to these classmates when you come back." Zhuge Wen ordered.

"Okay, what you said is right anyway." Zhuge Yun seemed to be used to it, got up and walked out of the room.

After closing the door, a trace of cruelty flashed in Zhuge Yun's eyes.