Yan Xiaosan's tofu heart problem shouldn't be committed, right?

"I have a way. He smiled and squeezed her hand, grabbed a bundle of rope from the storage ring, and leapt up the high branch.

Chitose couldn't help but smile when she saw him move. This guy is really lively.

The branches of the tree were already covered with prayer belts, and those who came after them could not hang them. Yan Saburo didn't tear off other people's ribbons, but just took a rope to tie two thick branches, and with a slight pull, a horizontal horizontal rope was pulled out.

Then, slowly, he tied the red ribbon between himself and Chitose and tied it in the middle of the rope.

"Isn't that good?" he asked, looking down.

She folded her arms and snorted through her nose: "Not satisfactory." ”

The horizontal rope is also among the dense branches and leaves of the laurel tree, and it also has a blessing effect...... Heh, he barely got through.

The young couple who had just begged for a ribbon in the temple also came over, and the man smiled, "This is really a good way." Raise your voice to beg Yan Saburo, "Little brother, can you help us hang up?"

There was originally a bamboo ladder under the laurel tree, which had been occupied, and I don't know when it will be their turn.

Yan Saburo didn't shirk either, said "come", and hung up for them.

At this moment, the surrounding pilgrims and civilians all came to their hearts and pleaded.

Yan Saburo is also good-tempered, and he actually helped people hang up one by one.

After a while, more than ten red ribbons were neatly hung on the horizontal rope, fluttering in the wind, looking blessed and beautiful.

The boy clapped his hands and jumped off the laurel tree.

Everyone else came to thank him, he waved his hand, and led Chitose out of the crowd.

"So helpful?" the beautiful woman gave him a wide roll of his eyes. I also help others tie ribbons, do you want to help the old woman cross the bridge directly next time?

"There is a peace rope in the north of the Liang country, and it is like this, a rope is hung with a blessing sign or ribbon, and then the branches are hung high. Yan Saburo looked up at the laurel tree, "It's good to hang it full." ”

"How many hours do you remember when you were a child?" Chitose was actually curious, "before the age of five or six." ”

"Not much, just a few fragments. "He's not a precocious genius, and he can't remember anything from before.

But Chitose always felt that when it came to the past of Yicheng, this guy was awkward and didn't want to talk about it.

While he was talking, someone suddenly said behind him: "Qingle Bo, so leisurely." ”

This nasty voice, Chitose's face was slightly gloomy, and he turned around with Yan Saburo.

Behind him stood a pair of men and women, both in their early twenties, the man was of medium height and had good facial features, and the woman was delicate, with a slightly rounded face and figure.

Although they didn't meet many times, Chitose recognized it at a glance, and this man was Mizube Lang Nakazhang Hsien Ryong.

Whoever you really hate will come.

Zhang Xianlong was still holding a red ribbon in his hand, with a few lines of small characters on it, obviously begging from the ancestral hall and preparing to hang it on the laurel tree.

Yan Saburo was very polite, and there was no discoloration on his face: "Master Zhang, good Yaxing." Then he nodded to the woman, "Mrs. Jia." ”

She is Zhang Xianlong's wife Jia Shi.

Zhang Xianlong also introduced to Jia's family: "This is the famous Qing Lebo, and Miss Chitose, you have asked a few times, and today I finally got to see the deity." ”

Jia returned the salute, looking at Chitose but couldn't hide his amazement. This woman's beauty is too domineering, and she has to be convincing along with sex.

"Qingle Bo has a good complexion, and the beautiful scenery of the night is beautiful and beautiful, so I am not comfortable. Zhang Xianlong continued, "When did you get out of the customs? We don't even know. ”

When this Qingle Bo moved to Shengyi from other places, he said that he was sick once, and he closed his door for a long time, and this time he was directly in retreat for several months, and it is said that he was recuperating from his injuries in meditation, leaving a weak and sickly back to Shengyi.

Yan Saburo didn't hear the faint sarcasm in his tone: "I have been in retreat for half a year, and I only woke up last night to come out to see if the scenery of Shengyi is still the same." ”

"The scenery of Shengyi is still the same, but it may not be the same in other places. Zhang Xianlong exhaled, "During the retreat of Qinglebo, a lot of things happened to David. ”

"I've heard a little. Yan Saburo didn't go around in circles with him, "I heard that Master Zhang took over the emergency repair of Longkouyan, I want to ask how the situation is going?"

"The gap has been patched and ready for the next flood. ”

"Next time...... Yan Saburo muttered, "Did Master Zhang send someone into the water to inspect the weir body?"

"That's of course, otherwise how to tinker. Zhang Xianlong smiled, "Why, Zhang doesn't seem to know how to drain and repair the embankment, and he still needs Qing Lebo's guidance?"

His tone was not very good, and his face was slightly gloomy, after all, Yan Saburo suspected his own job. The boy ignored it and continued to ask, "When did they go into the water to check?"

"August twenty-one. ”

"It's been four days since the levee burst. Yan Saburo asked again, "Have you ever seen strange creatures in the water?"

Zhang Xianlong took a breath lightly: "Qinglebo, it is an indisputable fact that the Longkou weir was washed away by the flood. If you want to find more reasons to exonerate Bai Chenghuan, it will be to no avail. ”

"If you don't look for it, how can you know it's useless?" The smile on the corner of Yan Saburo's mouth was gone, "So, have you seen it?"

"No report has been received. ”

Yan Saburo asked Chitose in a low voice, "Let's go for a walk again?"

The woman in red nodded, and the young man said "goodbye" to Zhang Xianlong, took her hand and walked down the slope.

Zhang Xianlong looked at his back and said: "People's hearts are insufficient, and they can't measure themselves, heh!"

Chitose paused.

Yan Saburo knew that she was angry, and held her hand tightly: "Just be a dog barking." ”

Not only Zhang Xianlong, but the entire Ministry of Industry did not have a good impression of him. The construction of Xicheng was originally the work of the Ministry of Industry, and it was a big fat shortage, but Yan Saburo took it to himself, and the Ministry of Industry didn't say that he ate meat, and he couldn't even drink the soup, how could he be refreshed?

The Longkou weir burst the embankment, how did it not make these guys shake their spirits?

After walking a short way, Chitose heard Jia Shi behind him say: "Husband, the branches are full, you hang on the rope." ”

Chitose turned around at once, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Xianlong climbing the ladder and wanted to hang the ribbon on the rope.

She suddenly sneered: "It's beautiful to think about!"

Asura struggled to break free of Yan Saburo's hand, took two steps back, and snapped his fingers.

No one paid attention to this sound in the noisy night market, but the ribbon in Zhang Xianlong's hand caught fire all of a sudden!

He was taken aback, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the small fireball was blown out by the wind.

When the Jia clan under the tree chased out to pick it up, there was only a little ember left.

When the pilgrims on the side saw this scene, they all exclaimed. Someone couldn't help but say: "Oh, the God of Wealth is angry, this wish is not easy to come true!"

When Jia Shi heard this, his face turned pale. These words pierced her heart.

Zhang Xianlong scolded angrily: "Shut up, talk nonsense!"