Lan Shuying sneered in her heart, withdrew her whip with an unbearable expression, and shook the goosebumps on her body.

"Forget it, who wants to become old and immortal with you, I would rather stay young forever......"

Jiang Yan looked at her and smiled, the sunlight poured in through the window without a curtain, and gave the girl in front of the table a beautiful gold edge, fresh and beautiful, like a fairy who only existed in his dream.

He didn't know that her words that seemed to be a joke at this time would be fulfilled at some point in the future, and they would become the regret and pain of his life.

"What is this?"

Jiang Yan leaned back to her side, curiously looking at the strange things on the table—liquids of different colors, piles of powders, herbs of unknown use, and more shriveled corpses of poisonous insects.

The top of the large porcelain jar next to it was tightly wrapped in a thick cloth, and when he got closer, he heard the piercing scratching sound inside from time to time, like the strange sound of a sharp weapon scratching, which made people's scalps numb.

"Gu." Lan Shuying replied nonchalantly.

She didn't mind admitting that she was practicing Gu refining, of course, she wouldn't tell Jiang Yanhui that she had never succeeded in refining.

So far, all she could command was the poisonous snakes on the mountain that had been attracted by her blood, and the sac of corpse-eating insects that had been brought out of the Sacred Cult of Nannan.

Jiang Yan stuck out her tongue and avoided it a little, obviously not having a good impression of this thing, but he wouldn't stop her from fiddling with it.

This is the upbringing of being a son of a family, which is mainly reflected in the respect for other people.

The two chatted for a while, and Lan Shuying finally agreed to go with him.

A few days later, Huo Sanshao arrived as promised.

Jiang Yanhui had nothing to clean up, and stood next to Huo Sanshao's luxurious carriage and talked to him.

"Didn't my brother say that you, you've lived with someone for so long, and you haven't been able to get her to agree to get married? Alas, my brother is very disappointed in you. Huo Sanshao was holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth and complained about him mercilessly.

Jiang Yanhui retorted with a red face: "Then what can I do, Aunt Lan's revenge has not been avenged!" And, moreover...... I hope we are happy and go back happily to get married, not now......"

Huo Sanshao concluded disdainfully: "It's not that you can't catch people's hearts." Eh, why hasn't your Weiwei come out yet, do you want to help her? ”

He was sure that this girl was not ordinary, Huo Sangongzi had grown so big, and no woman had ever dared to let him wait outside the house for so long.

As she spoke, the girl in the blue dress came out with a bulky porcelain jar.

What frightened Huo Sanshao was that there were snakes with different stripes and colors that came out with her, and they knew that one was more poisonous than the other at a glance!

"Brother, brother and sister, are you ......" to take the snake with you?

Lan Shuying saw his thoughts, and said with a faint smile: "The Gu that was just released a few days ago has not yet yielded results, so I took them with me." ”

She glanced back at the snakes, and said in a commanding tone, "Disperse, I'll be back later." ”

The snakes swam in a row, and walked about a hundred meters behind her before stopping, all of them swaying and hissing neatly, looking very reluctant.

"Obediently, these things are psychic, right, such a god, brother and sister, you raised them?" Huo Sanshao smacked his tongue and said.

Lan Shuying lightly corrected his statement: "Everything has a spirit, if you treat it with your heart, it will also repay you with your heart." ”

It is only because ordinary people have a preconceived negative impression of snakes that they are angered by hostility or inappropriate communication methods that they are more likely to attract bad retribution.

The snake is often defined as a vicious, cunning animal, and in a sense, there is something in common with the definition of Mo Xuewei, who once domesticated a group and was able to communicate with them.

Huo Sanshao couldn't understand her tolerance, smiled wryly, turned his head and told the coachman to go on the road.

The route to Liuyue City has been planned, and there are still more than four months before the coming-of-age ceremony of the young master of the East, and they can go over slowly, and they can enjoy the scenery and taste the food of various places along the way...... and beauties.

Huo Sanshao didn't say the last point explicitly, but the expectant look in his eyes said it all.

Jiang Yanhui couldn't bear to look at it directly, ignored this prodigal son in love, and diligently peeled fruit for Lan Shuying to eat.

He handed it over, and Lan Shuying took it with his mouth, looking very intimate.

The scene of the two getting along made Huo Sanshao's eyes light up, and he said in his heart: This idiot, other girls are willing to be so close to you, isn't it a matter of asking a lot of money, maybe it can be done by asking more! No, no, I have to find an opportunity to teach him well.

However, for Lan Shuying, this is an informal part of Mo Xuewei's personality, and it is also because she has lost the teachings of her elders since she was a child, and she doesn't know that this is unreasonable.

In the eyes of Huo Sanshao, who didn't know the truth, it was normal to have misunderstandings.

On this day, the carriage traveled to a small southwestern city.

Jiang Yanhui suddenly opened the curtain, his brows as sharp as knives frowned, and he twisted into a Sichuan character that was similar to his grandfather.