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Chapter 102 Hanshan Temple

Cheng Mai slept very soundly, and when he woke up, it was already completely dark.

Shang Xingjian lay beside her, seemingly sleeping even more soundly than she did.

Cheng Mai glanced at him a few more times, and couldn't help but be a little dazed. Shang Xingjian was the last person to appear in her life, but for Cheng Mai, he was the one she was most familiar with.

Familiarity is a strange feeling. You can't see or touch it, but when you see this person, you feel like you've known each other for hundreds of years, and no one in the world knows each other better than you do.

That's the feeling she and Shang Xingjian had.

Yes, it's "she and", not "she is right".

She had a gut feeling that Jian from the business was the same way about her.

Cheng Mai rested his chin on his hand and kept looking at Shang Xingjian. He thought of Qin Mai. Even if Qin Mai was not his ex-wife, Shang Xingjian still had a woman in the mortal world with whom he had a deep connection. Shang Xingjian had never mentioned her. Was it because he didn't want to mention her, or because he dared not mention her?
Cheng Mai frowned slightly, suddenly realizing that no matter the reason, she didn't seem to like it very much.

"Are you so hungry you want to eat? Why are you staring at me like that?" Shang Xingjian was still asleep, but his lazy voice came out first.

Cheng Mai suppressed all his emotions, sat up, stretched, and looked at the night sky outside the car. "Only you would be so desperate. Where is this place?"

"Mr. Cheng, we've arrived in Jersey." Old Liu opened the car door and replied with a grin. A mature driver knows when to disappear and when to reappear.

Cheng Mai lowered his hands, which he had been stretching, and jumped out of the car. The car was parked in the parking lot of Hanshan Temple Scenic Area in Jersey. There weren't many people driving there, and the parking lot wasn't full either.

Cheng Mai twisted his neck; he had slept so soundly that his whole body was stiff.

The lights at Hanshan Temple were still on, and there were guesthouses along the way up the mountain, so the scenic area is open 24 hours a day.

Shang Xingjian got out of the car himself. He was already used to Lao Liu's sycophantic behavior. Now, the lackeys of Xuanhe Technology only cared about Chengmai.

Shang Xingjian looked up at Hanshan Temple, then looked around, and said, "It's a good place."

Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian, "Should we go straight up the mountain?"

"Let's find a place to eat, otherwise I'm worried you'll starve and eat me," Shang Xingjian said with a smile.

Cheng Mai: "..." Some people are good-looking, but unfortunately they get it by talking. They should just live as mute.

A short walk from the parking lot leads to a food street. It's not crowded; most of the people there are staying in guesthouses and coming out to find food in the evening.

The two went into a hot pot restaurant, but there were even fewer people eating hot pot at night, and the restaurant was empty.

The shopkeeper greeted them warmly and handed them a menu. "Are you two tourists? Our hot pot is unique in the entire Hanshan Temple area. Would you like to try it?"

Merchant Jian took the menu, raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the dishes, and asked, "Isn't Hanshan Temple a temple? You can eat meat there?"

"Hey, Hanshan Temple is a temple, but people who come to worship Buddha aren't monks. This food street has all kinds of barbecue and fried chicken, so it doesn't matter," the shopkeeper said with a smile. "As the saying goes, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart.'"

"The boss is very perceptive. Let's have a hot pot with two broths, one portion of all the meats here, and a bottle of Dragon King's Wine." Shang Xingjian ordered with familiarity, and finally handed the menu back to the restaurant.

The shopkeeper glanced at Shang Hangjian, then at Cheng Mai, and said, "You two have ordered so much; you can't finish it."

"I can finish it, I can eat a lot," Shang Xingjian replied with a smile. The shopkeeper looked at Shang Xingjian; he was quite tall and handsome, but didn't look fat. There were dozens of plates of meat.

The shopkeeper then looked at Cheng Mai. Seeing that Cheng Mai calmly poured water and the person paying didn't say anything, he stopped trying to persuade him. "Alright, I'll serve you the dishes in a bit. You really know how to choose this Dragon King's Drunkenness. When you come to Hanshan Temple, you have to drink this Dragon King's Drunkenness. You can't find it anywhere else."

The restaurant staff said a few more words before going downstairs to prepare to serve the dishes.

After the shopkeepers left, Cheng Mai suddenly asked, "What was he thinking when he looked at me just now?"

"You think I've ordered so much? Won't the person paying for this have any objections? Boss, you have good eyesight. At least the person paying for this is you." Shang Xingjian picked up the tea that Cheng Mai had poured, his tone smug and slightly irritating.

Cheng Mai shouldn't have asked; he gave him the chance to be so foul-mouthed.

"At the foot of Hanshan Temple, there is wine and meat; it is truly a magical place."

"Gentlemen, please have your Dragon King's Wine served first." The owner brought out a pot of wine first. "This wine is not strong, but mellow and full-bodied, with a sweet aftertaste."

"Thank you." Shang Xingjian took the cup and poured one for Cheng Mai, gesturing for her to try it first.

Cheng Mai rarely drinks alcohol, but he is not unable to drink.

Moreover, the name "Dragon King's Drunkenness" sounded so familiar that Cheng Mai really wanted to try it.

Cheng Mai picked up his glass and took a sip. The taste was somewhat familiar, so he took another sip before putting the glass down. "It's not strong at all. Boss, did you brew this wine yourself?"

"This wine is brewed with the unique mountain spring water here. You can't find it anywhere else. Legend has it that the spring was where the Dragon King rested, which is why the spring water is so sweet."

Cheng Mai understood; it was the Dragon King's bathwater.

But that shouldn't be the case; there are dragon bones buried beneath that spring.

"Then you can drink first, the hot pot will be here soon." The shopkeeper said and then left.

"Welcome wine?" Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian. This wine had a unique taste, which was extremely similar to the welcome wine that the Luo family specially supplied to the Shen family.

Shang Xingjian poured himself a glass, but didn't drink it. Instead, he twirled it lightly between his fingertips. "Do you still think Luo Linwen is innocent?"

"You mean, Luo Linwen told us there was an old monk and deliberately led us here?" Cheng Mai asked, puzzled. "But why?"

"Why? You're a woman, what do you think is the reason?"

"What does this have to do with gender?" Cheng Mai asked, displeased.

“That’s true. With your personality, which has little connection with women, you really can’t understand.” Shang Xingjian put down his wine glass and moved closer to Cheng Mai. “Think about it, although Shen Yuanbai is cooperating with Shang Xingjian, everyone knows on the surface that he’s doing it for Qin Mai. Luo Linwen almost lost her family because of Shen Yuanbai, and the Shen family schemed against the Luo family so much. It’s actually quite reasonable for Luo Linwen to fight to the death to kill Shen Yuanbai, even if it’s just to save face.”

Cheng Mai was shocked and looked at Shang Xingjian with a strange expression. "You seem to understand women's thoughts quite well."

"I'm good at divination, I've suffered losses at the hands of those who aren't gods," Shang Xingjian said smugly.

Cheng Mai suddenly lost his appetite and wanted to hit someone.

"Luo Linwen's purpose this time is nothing more than to use us to destroy the spring of Hanshan Temple. I guess she probably doesn't know about the dragon bone." Shang Xingjian pointed out Luo Linwen's idea. Although he was very unhappy about being used, it was a lucky coincidence that this was also the place he wanted to come to.