Under the sun close to noon, the heat floating up, the dust and fog drifting away.

When Qingyuan Little Shenjun once again stood on the bank of the red spring water of this Yuzhi Valley, everything seemed to be different.

The sky was blue, the clouds were pressed very low, the sun was shining through the cracks in the clouds, the wind was blowing through the fields, and the bamboo shoots were unrelenting, and in the depths, the red spring water gently rippled, and there was a faint mist.

"Hey, where'......s my gourd?

Qingyuan Little Shenjun stepped on the small steps, looked left and right, and never found the treasure gourd given to her by Emperor Fuxi that could cleanse all the cruel qi in the world, and unconsciously walked towards the deep valley.

In the most secluded place at the bottom of the valley of the Yuyi Valley, the residence of the old man of Da Aiye, the simple and unpretentious secluded palace looked particularly lonely under the sparse and mottled shadows of the trees.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact it is just a few bamboo houses, which are no different from the farmhouses in the world.

I don't know if it was Da Ai Ye's negligence for a while, or if he didn't bother to set up this enchantment in the first place, Qingyuan Little Divine Monarch easily entered this secluded palace.

I saw the front and back of the house, surrounded by branches, coiled up along the bamboo corridor, strong and tough.

Qingyuan doesn't like to read, known as the fairy world's "Nine Heavens Gods and Demons", "Nine Heavens Spiritual Weapon" and "Nine Heavens Creatures", she is all hanging aside, and she is always disgusted by Chongmao, who knows too little and has nothing to communicate.

Therefore, she still can't recognize what kind of creatures these vines are in the world, but judging by the appearance of the golden and brilliant little chrysanthemums clustered on the vines, she will call them small chrysanthemum vines, she thought.

After walking around the Secluded Palace for a long time, Qingyuan had already completely forgotten the purpose of this trip.

Just as she was walking through the secluded palace with her little hands behind her back and walking towards the bamboo forest behind the house, suddenly, a long shadow was reflected at her feet.

Qingyuan raised his head, it turned out to be a little boy with a very cute back, I saw his hands quickly shaking the things in front of him, a small handful of dull hair in a trance in the forest wind, and his back was already soaked.

Her round apricot eyes and bones turned, and she soon recalled the way that Yeqing had taught her to walk in the world, and immediately smiled at the person in front of her, and said enthusiastically: "Little brother, hello." ”

When the little boy heard the sound, he turned his head and saw this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who fell from the sky staring at him curiously, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and it took a while before he came back to his senses and said lightly: "My name is Ah Yan." ”

He put down the drying rack in his hand, stood up and walked towards Qingyuan.

A few small chrysanthemums rolled down, he leaned down and picked them up and held them in the palm of his hand, raised his eyes again, looked at Qingyuan fixedly with amber eyes for a long time, and asked, "Who are you? How can you come in here?"

"My name, Qing-" Qingyuan immediately remembered that Yeqing had said that the big people used pseudonyms when they walked the rivers and lakes, and he had a flash of inspiration, and he thought of Qingyao Mountain, so he said, "My name is Qingyao." Well...... I walked in. ”

"Qingyao?" Obviously, the other party also thought of the name of the mountain, and couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of this answer.

Qingyuan stepped on his shadow, his face was full of innocence, and he said crisply: "This mountain is also called Qingyao, do you say it's a coincidence?"

"Okay, Qingyao, where do you live? It's about to rain, I'll send you back. ”

Ah Yan looked up at the sky, it was gray, and the summer rainstorm was always unexpected.

Qingyuan said: "Little brother, I see that you are busy, so I don't have to bother you to give me a trip! ”

"Friends?"

Ah Yan suddenly felt funny, and felt that the little girl in front of him was very unusual—in the past three thousand years, except for Da Ai Ye Lao, no one in the nine heavens had ever been able to break through the enchantment and come to this secluded palace.

Qingyuan tilted his head, shook the small bell on his bun, and explained seriously: "We exchanged names, so we are friends." ”

"It's up to you. ”

Ah Yan thought about it for a while, felt very novel, and readily agreed.

Qing Yuan folded his hands and counted them, and said happily: "Lord Yeqing must not have guessed, I obviously came to find the treasure gourd, but I made a new friend!

Ayandeng's expression was grim, and he asked solemnly, "Are you a god?"

Qingyuan was confused by his appearance, and didn't understand if Fang Cai had said something wrong, so he said, "Why do you want to divide this?"

Ah Yan was silent, only moved away from her a little, sat back on the bamboo bench, turned his back to her, and said coldly: "Go back, this is not the place for you to come." ”

Qingyuan was even more curious: "Why not?"