Chapter 572: Yantian Dao Chief! (Second Update)
The sky is warm and the scenery is pleasant.
On the quaint Gongyue Bridge that has been corroded by the years, the two walked silently.
Qin Yang walked very slowly, and the girl also walked very slowly, maybe deliberately, maybe intentionally, the steps of the two were surprisingly consistent, as if they had become a painting, accompanied by the sound of clattering footsteps.
"First ......"
Xia Lan raised the mantis, looked at the only cloud in the sky, and muttered.
"What?"
Qin Yang turned his head to look at her.
Perhaps it was the refraction of sunlight that could clearly see the tiny fuzz on the girl's face and the color of the water in the eye waves.
"Shopping with you for the first time. ”
Xia Lanwan smiled, gently pulled the silk scattered on his forehead to the back of his head, and said with some bitterness: "It's a pity that it's different from what I thought, I thought it should be very happy and happy." But...... But his heart was very calm, even a little sad. ”
"Actually, I'm very happy, after all, I have a beautiful woman to accompany me. ”
Qin Yang said with a smile.
Xia Lan shook her head with a wry smile, stopped in the middle of the bridge, and looked at the catkins falling in the river.
The leaves fall into the water, rippling in circles, just like the thoughts of a girl.
After a long time, her lips opened slightly, and she whispered: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you from upstairs." The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams. ”
The poems are beautiful, the girl's voice is beautiful, and the girl is beautiful.
It's just that...... The mood is not beautiful.
Qin Yang felt the abnormality in the girl's heart, but he didn't know how to ask, maybe sometimes if he asked, things would be more troublesome.
After a while, the girl sighed slightly and whispered, "Go back." ”
"Why don't you go shopping for a while?"
Qin Yang looked at her suspiciously.
"There's no need, you can go back first. The girl shook her head slightly, her voice a little more indifferent and distant than before.
Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't I send you to the security check." ”
He keenly felt that something was wrong with Xia Lan today, but he didn't know what happened to the girl, and he didn't want to ask, after all, the girl's attitude had already told him, and it was useless for you to ask.
"You go back first. ”
Xia Lan said it again.
Glancing at the girl's indifferent eyes, Qin Yang was silent for a moment, nodded, and turned to leave.
"Wait. ”
I had just walked a few steps, but a girl's voice came from behind me.
Qin Yang stopped and turned around.
Xia Lan walked up to him and stared at him in a daze, her beautiful eyes glowing with soft waves.
After a pause for a few seconds, she reached out and tidied up Qin Yang's collar, then took out two tissues, squatted down, and carefully wiped the dust on the other party's shoes.
The passers-by around looked at them strangely, puzzled, envious or jealous.
After wiping her shoes clean, Xia Lan stood up and said lightly, "Let's go, Mr. Qin." ”
"Thank you. ”
Qin Yang patted the girl on the shoulder, turned to leave, and soon disappeared into the crowd.
On the bridge, Xia Lan is still standing, like a water lotus, quietly blooming in this noisy and lively street.
At some point, there was one more person behind her.
It was a gray-headed old woman, wearing a cyan robe, and her figure was thin, but her face was hazy, even if you stood in front of you, you felt that her face was covered with a fog, and she couldn't see clearly.
She carried a cane in her hand, and at the top of the crutch hung a small furnace with elixir in it.
The strange thing is that the Ding furnace is still burning, the pill is still smelting, and the dazed pill incense wafts out, causing several fish on the lake to jump up from the water, even if there is no sense of smell in the water, they seem to be able to feel the temptation of the pill.
Alchemist, a mysterious profession that is almost extinct in the ancient martial arts world!
"Master. ”
Xia Lan frowned slightly.
"Did you get an answer?" asked the old woman in a hoarse voice.
"Got it. ”
"Have you figured it out?"
"Figured it out. ”
"Let's go. ”
"Yes. ”
“……”
The question and answer are very brief, but they seem to contain a special convention.
The old woman walked slowly and leisurely in another direction with her crutches, and Xia Lan followed behind, bowing her head and being silent.
Gradually, the two disappeared at the end of the road.
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Villa, little girl's room.
Ning Fei'er, Yun Qing and the others stayed in the house, looking at the little girl on the bed without blinking.
At this moment, half of the three elders' bodies had been dragged out, and she was still cursing in her mouth, but the black qi on her body was passing in a degree that was visible to the naked eye.
"Let go of me!"
"You bastards, if Elder Ben can get out, he will definitely turn you into dry corpses!!"
"What about that kid, I want to drink the blood of ****!!"
“……”
"Stop arguing!"
Ning Fei'er waited for her in disgust, and said coldly: "I knew today, why bother in the first place! You even want to suck the soul of a four-year-old girl, you are still human." By the way, you're not human, you're just a piece of trash!!"
"Dead, when I get out, I'll definitely skin you alive!!"
The three elders said in a cruel voice.
"I'll talk about it when you can come out. ”
Ning Fei'er snorted coldly and didn't pay attention to her anymore.
After thinking about it, she said to Yun Xiuyao: "You go and boil some porridge, and your daughter will wake up and feed her something to eat in a while, after all, she has been hungry for so many days, and it is not enough to maintain the glucose alone." ”
"Okay, okay, I'll go get ready. ”
Yun Xiuyao nodded hurriedly, walked to the door, suddenly patted her head, and blamed herself: "I forgot that the rice at home is gone, I'll go sell some rice first." ”
"Auntie, I'll go buy it, you go and prepare first. ”
Yun Qing got up and said.
The two walked out of the house one after the other.
When she was about to leave the villa, Yun Qing remembered something and said to Yun Xiuyao: "Auntie, I'll go buy some food by the way, and when the time comes, you can cook some good dishes for Mr. Qin and them, so as not to snub others." ”
"Okay, then you go and come back quickly. Yun Xiuyao nodded.
Not long after Yun Qing left, two more people came in the villa.
It was two men.
A man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a slight beard on his lips, a slightly dark complexion, and a handsome appearance, looked like a business person.
He is Yun Xiuyao's husband, Long Zhengyu.
Next to him was a Taoist priest in his fifties.
Wearing a yellow and white uniform, he is tall, with a beard of about three inches floating on his chin, his expression is slightly arrogant, and his body faintly exudes a dusty atmosphere, a typical master.
After his eyes swept around the villa, his brow immediately furrowed.
This person is the famous Yantian Taoist in Kyoto, fortune telling, feng shui, catching ghosts and exorcism omnipotent, once worshiped under the Youyuan Dao sect, and then became a self-styled teacher, breaking into a famous hall.
"Xiuyao, I invited the Yantian Dao Master back. ”
Long Zhengyu said loudly.
(End of chapter)