As if feeling the contempt in Du Changfeng's eyes, Murong Qingran's small mouth hooked up a sneer, she lowered her head again, and played with the small copper bell in her hand, the copper bell was tied with tassels, and the colorful silk threads were braided, but it was full of toughness, and Murong Qingran couldn't pull it anymore.

Dingdingding...... The sound made Murong He, Wang and others bored, even Du Changfeng listened to the noise of this small copper bell, which was very harsh, but Du Yanshe was pleasantly surprised to find that this small copper bell was not the full moon gift he gave to Dye Er back then, this copper bell seems ordinary, but the origin is not simple, ten years ago he went to Qishan to seek medical treatment for the first emperor, knelt at the foot of the mountain for three days and three nights, and then stayed for another three months, although in the end he still failed to see the rumored owner of Qishan who had immortal talent, but when he knocked on the mountain gate for the last time, ready to return disappointed, But he heard the sound of the brass bell, so he followed the sound to chase it, and soon, he saw a boy about nine years old walking between the pine and cypress roads not far away, and the brass bell probably fell from the boy's body accidentally.

When he shouted 'little brother', the boy turned his head, to this day, Du Yanshe thought of the boy on the Qi Mountain, his heart was still shocked, perhaps, this world can no longer use a word to describe the boy's appearance, handsome little face, faint eyebrows, at a young age, the whole body exudes a kind of fairy aura floating outside the world, not at all like a mortal person.

However, the boy in the dark blue brocade robe, as soon as he saw him, disappeared from the ground, and did not give him a chance at all, and returned the small copper bell he had picked up.

Qishan, for hundreds of years, has been a mysterious place, and the most mysterious is naturally the owner of Qishan. I heard that every Qishan master is proficient in the five elements of gossip and is familiar with the shape of the world; I heard that every Qishan master has medical skills and has the ability to bring the dead back to life; I heard that every owner of Qishan is rich and rivals the country, and the money is piled up...... But for hundreds of years, there are very few people who have seen the true face of the owner of Qishan. Du Yanshe himself also knew in his heart that he was so presumptuous to pay homage to the master of Qishan, most of them were going to return with a feather, the Tao is natural, everything follows fate, fate is natural, in the end, he can only take the small copper bell he picked up and return in vain, when passing through Qizhou, just in time for Murong Qingzhan full moon wine, it is also a coincidence, at that time Xiao Qingran was crying, and when Du Yanshe took out the small copper bell to tease her, she suddenly stopped crying, Du Yanshe secretly thought that with the fame of Qi Mountain, even if it is a grass and a tree on Qi Mountain, a small stone, it is extraordinary, What's more, it was the small copper bell that fell from the boy's body, so this little copper bell was given to Murong Qingran.

"Mr. Du, please take a seat."

Murong He's voice interrupted Du Yanshe's memories, and Du Yanshe smiled, "Master Hou first, please." ”

The two of them began to be polite again, the only difference was that Murong He was hypocritical, Du Yanshe was courteous, Murong Qingran glanced at Murong He and Du Yanshe left and right with small eyes, and then walked in by himself.

And before she walked in, she stepped on Du Changfeng hard, Du Changfeng was so angry that his face changed, this little girl was definitely deliberate, but the strange thing is that he has always known how to control his temper best, but Murong Qingran, this little girl, has never even looked at him, how can he know that he dislikes her.

What a rude little girl, Du Changfeng said angrily.