Although Yan Ting couldn't hear what the little girl said, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the aura around her.

Before he could take a closer look, that aura disappeared in an instant, Chu Ci raised his eyes, his dark eyes were bright and obedient, his pink lips were slightly deflated, and he looked like he was accusing him.

It's only been a day since I've known each other, and this little girl really knows how to climb up the pole.

Yan Ting raised his hand and handsomely closed the knife with one hand and put it in his pocket, and heard the old Yang Tou, who was busy corking the small glass bottle, said casually without raising it, "The little girl is asking if you hurt." ”

Chu Ci, who was obviously able to speak but was forced to be a 'dumb' for a day, subconsciously looked in the direction of Lao Yang.

Yan Ting's eyes sank, and his sharp gaze made Lao Yang's body stiffen slightly.

Even if he is deep, he can't withstand Yan Ting's extremely obvious hostility and dissatisfaction.

He paused for a moment, and then spoke, "Lao Dao only had a few adventures in the early years, and he has a strong perception of this kind of spiritual creature. ”

Yan Ting retracted his gaze and said softly, "Spirit object? ”

"She is not a living soul, she is not a dead soul, even the old Tao can't see where this little girl comes from, this kind of thing we call a spiritual thing in the industry." Lao Yang explained, and then looked at Yan Ting's hand and let out a surprise sound.

I saw that the wound that was still bleeding out had closed and scarred at the moment, and it didn't look like it had just been scratched.

Wuqing and Wulan are also Taoist priests who are well-informed in the industry, and they can only stand silently and listen to the conversations of several people at this moment, and from the conversations of several people, it is inferred that what follows Yan Ting is a spirit in the form of a girl.

Lao Yang hesitated for a moment when he saw this scene, and finally didn't know where to find a milky white round jade carving, and handed it to Yan Ting, "This jade has the effect of warmth, if you often wear it on your body, it can also enhance the strength of this little girl, maybe it won't be long before you can hear this little girl's words." ”

……

In the end, an agreement was reached, and the jade carving was also taken away by Yan Ting, looking at the back of Yan Ting who was the first to leave, Lao Yang's eyes narrowed.

Wu Qing, who had not spoken behind him, stepped forward and saluted respectfully, with a slightly hesitant expression, "Senior, what is that spiritual thing?" ”

Lao Yang shook his head, "I don't know. ”

He had never seen the aura of the little girl who followed Yan Ting.

Today's face is as cruel and indifferent as he imagined, as if he doesn't care about anything.

This should be a life that is extremely noble but lonely for a lifetime, but there are such variables, which is also incomprehensible.

……

Yan Ting casually put the white jade carving into his pocket, and Chu Ci also followed behind him and didn't enter his mobile phone, teasing the little finch who followed.

The sparrow didn't want to go, and I didn't know if it was because Chu Ci saved its life by sheltering it from the wind and rain or what, the attitude was enthusiastic, even if it couldn't rub it, it couldn't stop rubbing Chu Ci's palm with its soft little head.

Later, he probably knew that he could see Chu Ci by following Yan Ting, so he took advantage of Yan Ting's inattention, and threw himself on his shoulder, looking at Chu Ci with a pair of bright black eyes, and wanted to attract her attention with great joy, and kept tweeting.

In the end, Yan Ting raised his hand and grasped it, pinched it in his hand, and those bean eyes matched Yan Ting's bottomless black eyes.

Noticed the movement of the little girl next to her.

He wanted to throw away the little finch's hand, but he said in a cold voice, "Don't make noise." ”