"You... aren't you mute?!"

The people in the team shouted in unison, and even the farmer shouted: "You are not a mute?"

The young man did not answer their question, his expression was as calm as water.

He was about 20 years old, with a young man's youthful look, but his expression was as calm as a stone Buddha, without a trace of expression, and his voice was slightly low: "I can take you into the mountain."

Ding Zhe put all his distrust on his face: "You can take us there, but you don't want money?"

How can I get lunch in this world?

"Then what are you trying to do?"

The young man really had a later statement: "I do have a condition."

Ding Zhe said indifferently: "You just talk about how much money you want! I have seen so many people like you and are used to being poor, so I am afraid that we will give less. Don't worry, I will definitely give a lot."

"I said, I don't want money." The young man's voice was cold, like his expression, without a trace of turmoil.

The young man turned around and continued to take care of the flowers and plants under the shed, saying, "I know why you entered the mountain for... agarwood."

The young man had already asked and answered himself, and said, "My condition is that after entering the mountain, you can't touch any other agarwood white wood except the piece of agarwood king."

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the young man had such conditions. He could not touch the agarwood white wood. What benefits would it do to him?

Don't even want money, just don't let them touch other trees?

Wanqi Linmu whispered to Luo Shen: "This young man seems a little stupid. He should ask for money first, and then add a condition where he cannot touch other agarwood white wood."

As he said that, he sighed with regret: "We should ask for money first, and we have wasted such a great opportunity to make a fortune in vain."

Luo Shen: "..." Mu Mu is indeed a person who specializes in money.

Everyone looked at each other, as if waiting for Teacher Ding’s answer, but Ding Zhe did not go to see Teacher Ding, but answered himself, saying, "Okay, I promised you!"

Everyone else complained, and Lao Wu whispered: "Who is he? He has already violated it? The teacher hasn't spoken yet."

Xiaoya was also dissatisfied with Ding Zhe for a long time, rolled her eyes, but she didn't dare to speak.

Ding Zhe said: "When can we take us into the mountain? Will we leave now?"

The young man said, "Wait."

"What?" Ding Zhe sneered disdainfully: "Have you regretted it again? Want money?"

The young man ignored him at all, and his expression on his face remained motionless from beginning to end, and he didn't open his mouth when speaking. He didn't know if it was lazy or disdainful.

He did not look at Ding Zhe, but turned around, but went to see the farmer's house.

There was no trace of turbulence in the young man's eyes. His black eyes were very big, just like those little girls wearing contact lenses, but they didn't think they were cute. When staring at someone, they would feel that his eyes were like a bottomless pit, as if they would suck people in.

The young man stared at the farmer's house. The farmer didn't know why, and some of them couldn't stand steadily and subconsciously took a step back.

"I know that all the strong men in the village are trapped on the mountain. You want me to lead the way up the mountain. For you, I also have a condition."

"What..." said the farmer: "What conditions?"

The young man said: "After the trapped men on the mountain went down the mountain, from now on, no one in the village can touch the agarwood white wood, and he has to make incense for his business."

"What?!" the farmer shouted out, shocked.

"Yes, but... our village is full of Shannon. If we don't pick agarwood, what can we live with! Wouldn't we have no food to eat?"

The young man still had no expression, his lips were opened and closed very weakly, saying, "If Shannon did not agree, I would not take anyone up the mountain."

Ding Zhe immediately looked at Shannon and said, "What are you waiting for!? Promise him!"

Shannon was a little hesitant. Now there is a shortage of agarwood. They are guarding this agarwood white wood forest, which makes a lot more profit than growing vegetables. If they can't become Shannon again, wouldn't they lose the industry that made a fortune?

Shannon was in a difficult situation, and Luo Shen said lightly: "Please agree, all the strong men are on the mountain, and life is at stake."

Everyone in the team also said, "Yes, I can't find anyone, so why bother or not? Let's agree first, saving people is important."

“That’s it.”

Everyone said this, and Shannon was in great difficulty. In order to pick the agarwood king, all the strong men went up the mountain. If there was really a few shortcomings, the elderly, weak, women and children in the village could not be Shannons.

The farmer slapped his thighs and bit his back teeth: "Okay, I agree!"

The young man did not have any extra nonsense, just said: "The rain will get lighter tomorrow morning and set off at dawn."

He said, opening the small fence of the fence and letting everyone in, then turned around and strode into the wooden house.

The wooden house had the door open, as if to let them enter.

Lao Wu whispered: "How did he know that the rain will become lighter tomorrow morning?"

Xiaoya said: "That's right, that's not the Dragon King?"

Ding Zhe walked in dissatisfiedly and said, "Why can't you set out now? Don't you want to walk on the night road? OK, I'll add money and set out now!"

Everyone entered the cabin, which was very simple and had basically nothing, not even a decent bed.

The young man had already gone up to the second floor from the empty first floor. Looking down from the railings on the second floor, the distance was so far, the young man looked more like a Buddha. He could hardly see him open his mouth and said lightly: "I said that the rain will be light tomorrow morning. Now the rain is too heavy, and it is dangerous to enter the mountain."

After saying that, the young man turned around and left, entered the room, and closed the door "bang!".

Ding Zhe sneered: "So arrogant!? I'm gonna be!"

Others had no objection. After all, it was really raining now, and it was dark and it was dawn in a few hours, so I could still wait in these few hours.

Everyone found a place and sat on the ground.

Mr. Ding also sat down. Lao Wu and Xiaoya wanted to sit next to Mr. Ding. As soon as he sat down, he had not had time to speak, Ding Zhe had already strode over and kicked Xiaoya directly on the shoulder and said, "Get out, who asked you to sit here?"

"ah!"

Xiaoya was kicked and staggered and lay directly on the ground.

When Wanqi Linmu saw that Ding Zhe was too shameless. He relied on his tall and big man to kick even girls.

Mr. Ding seemed a little surprised, but his wet hood was blocking it, and everyone couldn't see his expression. He was closest to him and wanted to help Xiaoya up.

Ding Zhe stopped him in front of him and refused to let Mr. Ding touch Xiaoya.

Everyone quickly helped Xiaoya up, and Xiaoya's grievance tears rolled in her eyes and said, "What are you doing? Teacher Ding is not yours alone, why don't we talk to Teacher Ding?"

Ding Zhe was fearless and said, "If you don't want to stay in Xiangshe, just get out. Why don't you talk so much nonsense?"

When everyone heard this, they all stopped talking and retreated aside in aggrieved manner.

Wanqi Linmu was really curious. Ding Zhe was too arrogant. Can the others tolerate him?

Lao Wu whispered to Wanqi Linmu and said, "You don't know, we who are engaged in agarwood actually have no standard."

In fact, there is no definite standard for incense, nor does it have a national-level qualification certificate, so many incense associations and clubs, etc. are incense associations and clubs, and real incense associations are particularly difficult to find for some laymen.

Teacher Ding is simply a national treasure in the incense. Many people really like the incense and want to learn from Teacher Ding, but there is such a person in the incense shop who relies on his investment and is arrogant and domineering.

Lao Wu said: "In our incense shed, there is basically nothing we can get along with Ding Zhe. If I hadn't wanted to learn incense with Teacher Ding, would it be so good to endure humiliation?"

Wanqi Linmu touched his chin and said, "Is Teacher Ding's master? Why don't you care about Ding Zhe on weekdays?"

According to everyone's words, Ding Zhe was fascinated by Teacher Ding. Ding Zhe should be obedient to what Teacher Ding said, but from the moment, why do you think Teacher Ding is like being coerced by Ding Zhe?

Xiaoya heard them discussing this, and just now she was kicked, and she felt depressed, and complained, "Who knows what's going on? Ding Zhe was not so arrogant at first. He was as obedient as a grandson. He kept following Teacher Ding to please the teacher, but recently..."

"Yes," Lao Wu added: "It seems that Teacher Ding survived the disaster. After bringing the King of Agarwood back, Ding Zhe suddenly became arrogant."

Xiaoya said: "Yes, Teacher Ding came back with King Agarwood, and it was a disaster. He was sick for a while and was bedridden every day. From then on, Ding Zhe suddenly became arrogant and we couldn't see Teacher Ding anymore."

Wanqi Linmu thought, it wasn't Ding Zhe who took advantage of Mr. Ding's illness and coerced Mr. Ding, right?

Everyone sat on the first floor. The room was empty and made of wood, so it was inevitable that it was a bit cold and there was a wind of wind. Especially now it was almost dawn, and it was always the coldest before dawn.

Wanqi Linmu shrank, and Luo Shen approached Wanqi Linmu, and the two of them were close together to keep warm.

Step-step-step.

A series of footsteps came down from the upper floor, stepping on the tide of wooden stairs.

It was the young man who walked down. The young man was holding a brazier in his hand. The bright and dark flames were beating, reflecting his handsome and exaggerated face.

Although the tough face is very sharp and the expression is cold, it does not seem afraid of people, but instead has an indescribable tenderness.

The young man was in his early twenties, but his face was filled with a sense of sophistication, opposition and uniformity. Such a look and temperament were already the focus, and God also gave him a pair of long legs.

It is not just long legs. Young people have wide shoulders and thick chest muscles. Under the rag clothes, they are all muscles hidden. They are definitely not just a chicken cutter, but instead they have a walking hormone feeling.

Perhaps because of the frequent care of flowers and plants, a faint fragrance of plants came from the young man's body. It was not as sweet as the fragrance of flowers and fruits. It was a faint smell of grass, like a classic male fragrance, and it was the fragrance after bathing.

The young man walked down with a fire barbecue. Wanqi Linmu immediately jumped up and said with a smile: "It's so good, we're cold..."

He reached out to pick it up, but the young man looked straight and took the basin over, walked directly to Teacher Ding, put the basin down "click", then turned around and left without saying a word.

Wanqi Linmu: "..." He still kept reaching out.

Luo Shen chuckled and said to Wanqi Linmu: "Come on, please squeeze in with me and warm it up."

Teacher Ding looked up slightly and looked at the young man's back. The young man did not look back and quickly entered the room and closed the door.

When Ding Zhe saw Mr. Ding stood up in anger when he saw Mr. Ding stood up angrily. He kicked the brazier twice in anger, almost kicked the brazier over, kicked it for a distance, and said, "What kind of brazier is broken, who needs heating?!"

Ding Zhe refused to let Mr. Ding use a brazier. Wanqi Linmu was immediately happy. He put on his clothes and pulled the brazier over, and said with a smile: "Oh, then I'll use it. Come and keep warm."
To be continued...