Cherish the people in front of you.

Song Cangran smiled, she didn't need to say it, she had already understood, but she still sincerely thanked her.

"Thank you, old man."

At this time, a mobile phone rang, and seeing the old man take out a mobile phone from his pocket, An Keke couldn't help but want to laugh.

The old man had just been ghostly, looking like a monk, and as soon as he took out his mobile phone, the immortal aura suddenly disappeared.

Song Canran looked at him in astonishment.

The ringtone of this old man's mobile phone should be a song that will be released in many years, and his mobile phone seems to be much more advanced.

"Old man, where did you get this phone?"

The old man smiled, looked at Huo Zizhao, who was already coming over, and said meaningfully, "Don't you know? ”

She wanted to ask something, but the old man connected his phone and walked away slowly.

She was thinking about the old man's words, and she was a little stunned for a while.

Didn't you know?

What do you mean?

The old man has already seen that she is born again? Or is he himself born again, or has he traveled back in time? How else would he have a phone of the future?

However, even if he is a time-traveler, how can he see her secret? They seemed to meet in the water, and they only said a few words.

Just thinking about it, Huo Zizhao passed by the old man, walked over and sat down next to her and asked, "What's the matter, who is that person?" I just saw you chatting happily.

"A god stick, said something inexplicable." Encore was the first to complain.

"Stick?" Huo Zizhao raised his eyebrows: "What did he say?" ”

"She said that she has a rich life, and there are noble people to help her."

"That's right, doesn't she have me?" Huo Zizhao didn't care about the fact that there were still people next to him, and pinched her face squeezed, "Well, even if he has vision, if I meet him again, I will ask him to give me a hexagram." ”

An Keke remembered the red luan xingdong that the old man said to her, her little face turned red again, and she sat aside silently.

Song Cangran also smiled, and since he couldn't figure it out, he put this matter aside for the time being.

"Tired or not?" Huo Zizhao rubbed her little face again and asked, "The road is still far away, do you want me to carry you?" ”

"You carry me?" She blinked: "This is a mountain climb, are you sure you want to carry me?" ”

"I don't believe it," Huo Zizhao squinted at her, "I can still carry your little body." ”

I hate it, where do you look at it.

"Oh, you said," she pushed his face away, "don't shout tired for a while." ”

"What about you?" Fu Chen asked An Keke: "Do you want me to carry it?" ”

"Don't do it, what if you throw me down?"

"If you ask me to carry it, I won't want to," Fu Chen disliked: "It's as heavy as a pig, who can carry it." ”

"Who do you say is a pig?"

Fu Chen's voice softened: "It's me." ”

Song Canran: What about the "......" festival?

Several people played in the mountains for a long time, and seeing that it was getting dark, Song Cangran knew their plan, and they originally planned to camp on the mountain.

"Camping?" An Keke looked at the tent in front of him a little dumbfounded: "Cangran, I'll sleep with you tonight." ”

Huo Zizhao's face darkened.

"Keke, do you have the eyesight to see it," Fu Chen pulled her: "Obedient." ”

"No, I'm going to sleep by myself!"

"Whatever you want," Fu Chen threatened: "I heard that there are a lot of insects in the mountains, and there are snakes, as soon as you wake up in the morning and open your eyes, you will see a snake sleeping next to you, maybe it is still ......"

"Ahh Ankeke screamed, jumped up and pulled his neck: "Let you say, you try to say another word!" ”