As if infected by the old woman, Nirvana first flattened her mouth angrily like a child, and then laughed a few times, and the face in her mind was clear, but it became more and more pleasing to the eye.

In fact, when the flower cake was only eaten before, Nirvana did not notice anything unusual, until after chewing it a few times, the sweet taste of the flower was replaced by the sour taste like a lemon fruit bursting in his mouth, and he was surprised to realize that he had accidentally eaten the legendary heart cake.

It's just that he has a little understanding of the reason why the old woman gave this kind of thing to everyone to eat, so he didn't protest anything, and kept improvising with the development of things.

Lin Anlie is bitter, he doesn't know, Ji forgets why it's sweet, he doesn't know, naturally, these are not important to him at all, he just needs to understand how he eats sour.

The sourness comes from the person who rests in his heart, the person who always smiles but always rejects people thousands of miles away, the person who has a lot of ability but does not like to show the mountain and does not want to show water, the person who has a complicated relationship with himself and is always like to leave, the person who is willing to trust and will always follow no matter what he does.

That's right, this person is the Yun Qingyu who is far away from the Xuan Court, hides in the mortal world to avoid quietness, opens a broken tavern that doesn't even have guests in Pingsuli, and shows off his appearance as an old Taoist of fairy wind and bones!

"Could it be that there are still side effects of that heart cake?" Nirvana, who had already returned to the room and was lying flat on the bed, raised a small hand and touched the mouth of his heart, and said to himself, "I clearly took the spell water, why is my heart still so sour?"

Pulling the waist-up quilt up to cover his head, he forced himself to close his eyes, trying to make the face imprinted in his mind more and more blurry, immersed in the feeling that was both haunting and abrasive, and gradually fell into a sweet and sour dream.

Early the next morning, Nirvana, the old woman and the little boy who led the way prepared a hearty breakfast and put it on the table, and Tian Qian, Lin Anlie and Ji Wangyi stepped into the house, although after taking the petal bath, they all exuded a fresh fragrance, and the clothes that were washed, dried and ironed by the child at night were also very good, but there was a trace of fatigue in the white and red on each face, and the dark green under the eye sockets decorated the three of them like three (Mi Qing) thin pandas.

As soon as he saw the three of them, the little boy who led the way almost threw the cheese soup in his hand to the ground, and the look of wanting to laugh and holding back was so cute that people wanted to pinch his white cheeks.

"Yo-" After taking a bite of the sweet and refreshing white sugar cake, Nirvana said with a wicked smile, "This makeup is really beautiful today, I think you all slept well yesterday!"

Getting up and adding cheese soup to the empty bowl, the old woman poked his head and said, "You, don't ignore people, hurry up and leave after eating!"

After that, she also beckoned Tian Qian, Lin Anlie and Ji Wangyi to sit down together.

Daytime dive doesn't sleep very well, but, fortunately, since Mo Yifan was brought back to Xuanting, he has always been in this state, and it is nothing to sleep more for a while or less for half a moment, it just makes the dark circles heavier or a little lighter.

Lin Anlie doesn't know how haggard he is now, after all, he has lived tremblingly since he was a child, and the dark circles under his eyes are often hung on his face, but last night not only did he not sleep steadily, but also added his thoughts, but he felt that the whole person was very tired now, a pair of eyes were dry and hot, and it felt like it was about to crack, and it was very uncomfortable, thinking that if he could take a piece of ice to apply it, it would definitely be much more comfortable.

"Whoa—" The boy who led the way appeared beside him at the right time, and put a good-looking purse on his finger, and said, "You look so ugly, if that Ah Ci sees it, he will think that I treat you harshly, then it's crazy, you take this good life to compress your eyes." ”

Taking the purse, Lin Anlie closed his eyes suspiciously, and a cool and moist feeling soaked in through his eyelids, and quickly wrapped the entire eyeball as if it had life, and the dry and unbearable feeling was swept away.

After a while, he took off his purse, felt that his eyes were much brighter, and hurriedly smiled at the guide boy: "Thank you so much, boy, I'm much better!"

"You don't have to thank me!" The little boy who led the way blushed slightly, and said arrogantly with his head held high, "I'm just afraid of that porcelain!"

"Oh-" Lin Anlie shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is no ice in this purse, why is it so cool and pleasant?"

Handing a bowl of cheese soup to him, the leading boy said proudly: "That ice cube can not cure the symptoms, your eyes may be a dry disease accumulated all year round, I have vanilla, mint, borneol, mandarin orange, honeysuckle in this purse, and most importantly, there is also a taste of iceberg snow lotus, that is really the best, don't say that I added such a whole petal to you, others are a small crumb I don't want to give!"

"Iceberg Snow Lotus?" "Day's hand that brought the cheese soup to his mouth hovered in the air, and asked curiously, "I know about vanilla, mint, borneol, mandarin oranges, and honeysuckle, but as for this, this is the first time I have heard of it, can the boy not hesitate to teach me?"

Stuffing the sugar bun whole into his mouth, the little boy was so hot that tears bubbled out, but he still explained vaguely: " Tianshan has a lotus named snow, although it (Xiaosheng) is precious but is also a flower, but the detoxification effect is very good, it can only be detoxified, and I this iceberg snow lotus, and its image is very similar, also born in the Tianshan Mountains, but, it grows in the mountain in the thousand years of ice, only when it blooms can be picked, the picking process is still more difficult, this Lin Gongzi, can be regarded as a good fate, I just picked back a few days ago to make this purse. ”

"It's so precious—" Lin Anlie instantly felt that the purse in his hand was as heavy as a thousand catties, and hurriedly held his hands back to him, saying, "Then please put it away." ”

"Yo ho, the first time you see the gift I gave, you really dare to send it back, is this looking down on us?"

As soon as he saw his appearance, the little boy who led the way raised his eyebrows, and his big eyes rolled, and he actually gave birth to a little bit of non-anger and self-authority.

"No, no—" Lin Anlie waved his hand again and again when he saw this, and said embarrassedly, "Please don't misunderstand, I really think this object is precious, and I deserve it." ”

Snatching the purse, the leading boy forcibly stuffed it into his arms, and said: "What is given to you is yours, if you are not rare, go out and throw it away!"

After that, he stopped paying attention to Lin Anlie, returned to the table by himself, and drank his own cheese soup.

The next breakfast time fell into a quiet, as if everyone had a little Jiujiu'er in their hearts, but no one wanted to open that mouth first, causing the atmosphere to be awkward for a while, so subtle that it seemed to collapse at any time.

Finally managed to finish the meal, Nirvana beckoned everyone to set off, Ri Qian, Lin Anlie and Ji Wangyi still tacitly chose to keep silent, and the old woman and the guide boy kept sending them out of the gate, and only whispered a few words to Nirvana, and then turned back.

I have already learned the ability of Nirvana to hang people last night, and the three people at this time are even more reluctant to say a word, so as not to hold back another blow to the internal injury, in case the qi and blood are reversed, this door to save people has not yet entered, and how unworthy it is to die outside.

Following him all the way, twisting and turning, plus nine twists and ten turns, the group walked from the downtown to the sparsely populated, and then from the sparsely populated to the sparsely populated, and finally got into a deep dark alley, and stopped in front of a blue brick wall in the dead corner of the alley.

The three people who followed him also stopped their steps, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to say a word, for fear that if he said something wrong, it would provoke the little old man's mind, and it would not be good to give birth to some demon moth to play with everyone, after all, no one is in the mood at the moment.

With both hands groping up and down the blue brick wall in front of him, left and right, each brick seemed to have been polished to an extremely smooth surface, and Nirvana turned his head sideways without hesitation, and teased: "Is the sun coming out of the west today?"

“......”

Still remained silent, Day Diving looked at Lin Anlie, who often helped him out of the siege, but Lin Anlie was looking at Ji Wangyi, who had always been quick to talk a lot, but Ji Forgetyi threw his gaze back to Day Lie who would always stand in front of him when he was in danger.

Knowing that the three of them had endured hardships a few times and learned to be obedient, Nirvana continued to knock and touch on his hands, and said, "It's getting more and more stopped, what's the matter, could it be that piece of heart-asking cake yesterday not only asked your hearts, but also poisoned your voice?"

Spreading his hands helplessly, Ji Forget remembered that one of them wanted to pretend to be deaf and the other to pretend to be dumb, so he rolled his eyes and took two steps forward with a flat mouth.

Taking a deep breath, she respectfully took the lead in speaking: "Nirvana senior, you seem to have been groping there for too long, what are you going to do?"

People, Zhenzhen is an extremely interesting existence-

It is like a group of big sheep scattered on the prairie, just munching on the tender grass with their fluffy and curly heads with soft white hair, enjoying the gifts of nature comfortably in the calm and windless, as if they are white and flawless clouds, falling from the blue sky to the ground, dotted with the endless emerald green.

However, at this time, one of the sheep had a whim when he was burping, stood up straight, puffed up his chest, and let out a melodious and soft "bleat" from his throat.

This small sound is like a stone thrown into the sea, which for a time stirred up a thousand waves like ripples in the entire flock, followed by the sound of "bleating" one after another, and eventually it will surely resound throughout the grassland.