Yeyang smiled slightly: "You remember that Hu Ping's mother said that her son is good at dabbling and has good archery skills." In this way, he only needs to tie a few pieces of red cloth into a human form, and then tie one end to the rope, the rope is tied to the arrow, he stands on the cliff next to him, and shoots the arrow on the cliff on this side, the wind is strong on the edge of the cliff, and when the wind blows, the red cloth figure floats up, and in the darkness, people who have ghosts in their hearts will naturally see ghosts, and when we all pay attention to the woman who is about to jump off the cliff, he takes the opportunity to shoot an arrow, and shoots the previous arrow away. ”

Gao Lan instantly understood: "Ao, it's so simple. ”

Yeyang said: "I also saw the traces of arrows shooting on the cliff, so I guessed it." ”

After a short time, the two were already at the foot of the mountain, and then turned over and got on their horses. Just as she was about to wave the horsewhip, Gao Lan suddenly glanced back behind her, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly called Yeyang: "Look at it!" ”

The night sun followed her back.

I saw a figure on the top of the hill behind him, and there seemed to be the silhouette of a child at the foot next to the person......

Gao Lan was surprised: "Isn't he Hu Ping?" ”

The corners of Yeyang's mouth curved, and he said calmly: "It should be." ”

Then he rode forward.

Gao Lan was full of doubts: "Then who is the kid next to him?" ”

Yeyang said leisurely: "I don't know whose father the child is?" It is estimated that the whole village has a share, but I want the child's mother ...... Hu Ping knows, that is Yin Fang! ”

"How can there be a child?" Gao Lan's gossip heart suddenly confused him.

Yeyang teased: "Look at your curious appearance, why don't you go back and ask clearly?" ”

When Gao Lan heard this, he hurriedly shook his head: "Then forget it, since Hu Ping didn't look for us, he probably didn't want us to know, so it's not good to ask like this." But what the hell is going on with this kid? ”

Yeyang smiled, saw her tangled appearance, and said loudly: "Forget it, I'll give you a speculative explanation." ”

Gao Lan's eyes were blazing: "Tell me about it, otherwise I'll suffocate to death." ”

Yeyang said: "I guess that when those women hung Yin Fang, in fact, Yin Fang was not dead, but they did bad things and ran away quickly when they saw that people were not moving, and they didn't confirm whether Yin Fang was dead or not, but later Hu Ping rescued her, seeing that the child was about to be born, Yin Fang gave birth to the child and left herself." ”

When Gao Lan heard this, he was dumbfounded, and then arched his hand: "Oh, admire, admire!" Master, don't be the abbot, you should go to the teahouse to write a script, so you can make up stories, the key is to make up a good look, I can't find anything wrong. ”

Yeyang raised his head and smiled: "Who is not writing a book with life." You and mine are even more exciting. ”

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On the way, Gao Lan suddenly said: "I didn't think you were a serious cultivator before, the love in the world is not over, but after getting along for a while, it seems that you are really a very high cultivation, maybe Yeyang was also a person with deep cultivation before, you inherited his heritage, plus some of his own temperament, constituted an extremely contradictory and harmonious personality, at first I was not adaptable, but then I gradually got used to it, and felt that you really have a god-like existence." ”

"Haha, yes, your attitude towards me has changed a lot." There was a slight smile in the corner of Yeyang's eyes.

"Well, so if I am destined to be confined to the harem and lose my freedom in the future, but I can fight for the freedom of this episode and practice with Master Yeyang all the way, it is a great blessing in my life." Thinking of this, Gao Lan couldn't help but put down the burden behind him for the time being, feeling as light as a flying swallow.

Yeyang raised his eyebrows: "Well, don't worry, you are Gao Lan, can the harem trap you,"

"Yes, you can't trap me, but the emperor is very insidious, he will use the people around me to trap me, such as the current Nanrong Chunhua, such as the future little civet cat, Feng Laiyi, and even the entire Mojiazhuang ......" Gao Lan was powerless, thinking of these cherished people around him, he was afraid that he would let them be implicated because of himself.

Yeyang raised his eyebrows again, and continued to say lightly: "Yes!" One cannot think only of oneself. Gao Lan, you are a person of affection and righteousness. ”

"Haha, you've finally found out!"

"I found out a long time ago!"

Before the two of them knew it, they had come to a town.

Gao Lan looked left and right, and hurriedly asked, "Where is this?" It's a lively place. ”

"This is Shanhaidu, a town that relies on ferries." As soon as Yeyang finished speaking, he suddenly felt the hat above his head tremble, as if something had fallen.

He pointed to the top of his head and said to Gao Lan: "Help me see if there is a bird on this hat." ”

Gao Lan looked up at the top of his head, and suddenly covered his mouth with a "poof".

"What are you laughing at?" Yeyang grabbed the horse's reins, asked the horse to stop, and untied the hat by himself, but looked at the hat he was holding, frowning slightly: "How is this a garland?" ”

He took the multicolored wreath in his hand and looked around.

Gao Lan got the opportunity to tease: "Think about which girl who fell in love with you at first sight, cast a wreath for you, and surround your beloved." ”

As soon as Gao Lan finished speaking, he saw a circle of people suddenly surrounding him, pointing to Yeyang and whispering.

"Ai, look, the monk was also thrown a garland."

Gao Lan was puzzled, so he leaned over and asked, "Everyone, what does this garland mean?" ”

"Today is our Shanhaidu Flower Festival, our girl here, weave the garland by herself, and put the wreath on his head whoever he likes."

When Gao Lan heard this, he immediately skimmed the night sun on the side, pursed his lips and said: "Look, I'm right, it turns out that someone really has taken a fancy to our master." ”

Yeyang was stunned and looked serious: "This joke is really out of line!" Poor monks are monks. With that, he threw the garland out casually.

Suddenly, I saw a figure in a pink gauze skirt rise into the air, spinning in the air, and lightly catching the wreath.

"You bald monk is so uninteresting, can you throw this garland casually!" When she landed, she saw that the pink gauze girl had a pair of eyes that were round, and she angrily pointed at Yeyang and asked.

Yeyang got off the horse and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, since the girl knows that this garland can't be thrown casually, how can she throw it on the head of the poor monk casually?" ”

"You! I don't know what to do, but my aunt threw it away, so I won't throw it to you! "The little girl is sharp and arrogant.

Gao Lan put the dust on his back, put his hands on each other, sat on horseback, and looked at the lively posture next to him: "Auntie? Where's the aunt? ”

The little girl didn't pay attention to Gao Lan's question, but continued to say to Yeyang: "Since you have received your aunt's garland, you have to be your aunt's person, go back with me." ”