In order to celebrate the solution of Yan Lifei's big trouble, a bonfire party was held in the village. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The older men were ready to eat, and the young boys and girls gathered together, playing games, dancing, and their young faces shimmering with youthful vitality in the light of the fire.

Looking at them is like seeing the future of the village, Lingxin sits in front of the stilted building, holding his cheek with one hand, quietly looking at the lively crowd, with a faint smile on his face, but the sadness in the depths of his eyes can't be hidden.

At this time, Yang Xiaoding felt like he was in heaven, surrounded by several sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls asking questions, all of them were like flowers about to bloom.

This feeling of being worshiped couldn't be better, if it weren't for too many people, Yang Xiaoding couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh for three minutes, happily chatting with them about the love story of the scholar and the female ghost in Zhai Zhiyi.

Several little girls were frozen, and when they heard the sadness, tears rolled in their eyes, and they all said that they must find such an infatuated man to marry in the future.

Yang Xiaoding took the opportunity to pretend to be serious and encouraged them to be brave enough to pursue what they wanted, and it would be too late to regret it if they missed it.

With an old man's tone, the little girl laughed again, Yang Xiaoding got up and moved his body that was sitting a little stiff, but when he turned around, he saw the spirit of sitting quietly.

The smile is like a flower, but there is an indescribable loneliness.

Yang Xiaoding turned around and walked in front of her, smiled and asked, "Why do you stay here alone, don't you go over and be lively together?" ”

"I want to be alone for a while."

Lingxin looked up and replied, his eyes were clear, like a water lotus flower that had just bloomed, which was pitiful.

"Isn't everything almost settled? Why do you still look full of thoughts! Yang Xiaoding asked.

"No, I was just thinking, I don't know what's going on with that willow tree!" Lingxin hung his head, not wanting him to see his mood change.

"I'll help you solve these things, don't bury yourself in your heart and think about it, let's go, go and dance!"

After speaking, Yang Xiaoding stepped forward to hold Lingxin's hand, pulled her up, and went straight to the center of the party.

The sudden movement slowed down Lingxin's reaction by a beat, and she followed Yang Xiaoding in a daze, and the big hands that came into contact with her were warm and powerful, making her cold heart warm a little.

The two blushes that flew up her cheeks told the shyness of the girl.

The two of them clasped their hands tightly together like this, dancing simple dance moves around the fire, and they could see the smiles in each other's eyes when they looked at each other.

It wasn't until after twelve o'clock in the night that everyone dispersed one by one, and Yang Xiaoding sent her spiritual heart to the door of the stilted building where she lived, and then went back to her hut to rest.

Lying on the bed, but not very sleepy, Yang Xiaoding took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and there was half a grid of electricity, but there was no signal in this place, look at the time, well, tomorrow is Saturday.

Suffer, Saturday! Yang Xiao Ding Teng sat up from the bed, how could he forget that he was going to broadcast live tomorrow, and he would definitely not be able to go back by then, besides, three days have passed, and he has to go to see the situation of the willow spirit.

This is the first live broadcast after signing the contract, and if it can't go smoothly, you will be miserable, and the huge amount of liquidated damages can kill you.

There's no way.,It seems that I'll have to ask Uncle Mirror for help again.,The skills directly connected to the computer are so easy to use that they can't be used.,Well,It's better to live broadcast the battle with the willow spirit.,Kill two birds with one stone.。

Yang Xiaoding thought about it for a while, and felt that this idea was really good, so he picked up the water moon mirror placed on the bedside and kissed it fiercely.

When he slept in Zhengxiang, he was suddenly insulted by a certain black mirror in his abdomen, and he was immediately unhappy, labor and management are still a big yellow flower mirror, so he was taken advantage of, and what kind of face will he have to lead the ghosts of the underworld in the future!

These human beings, obscured by lust and ignorance, are like the vast starry sky, which never ends, and there will never be such a pure mirror as me in the poor world.

Alas, who would understand the sorrow of this ball!

If all the ghosts in the underworld heard these words, they would probably wipe their tears, Lord Artifact, can your skin be thicker? Isn't that guy who secretly plays tricksters all day long really you?

Thinking of this, the annoyed Water Moon Mirror broke free from Yang Xiaoding's hand, floated to the top of his head, and knocked on the pervert's head.

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, what are you doing!" Yang Xiaoding covered his head, wailing while dodging.

Woo woo woo, I didn't expect that one day I would be bullied like this by a mirror!

After a while, the room was quiet, and one person and one mirror lay on the bed in harmony and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Yang Xiaoding got up, rechecked the things he needed to deal with the willow spirit, packed it into his backpack, put on the water moon mirror and went out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw several teenagers with standard horse steps, and their immature faces were determined.

Yang Xiaoding looked at a few people and nodded with satisfaction, they can work so hard, and they will not teach in vain.

After that, Yang Xiaoding went to Lingxin for breakfast, she changed into a sky blue dress today, her face was ruddy, and she should have slept well last night.

Such a weak beauty who should be pampered and loved, but to shoulder the responsibility of the entire tribe, must have made considerable efforts! Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoding's heart inexplicably felt a trace of pity.

When Lingxin saw him, his little face was slightly red, but he didn't say much, and the two of them finished breakfast quietly, and then took the villagers up the mountain again to see the situation of the willow spirit.

Compared with the last time, the changes in the big willow tree are still quite obvious, the branches are shrunk together, and some of the leaves are even a little yellow, looking listless, and the yin energy shrouded in the surroundings is also much lighter.

It seems that the method taught by the master is quite effective, before starting to set up the formation, Yang Xiaoding first summoned the Water Moon Mirror and opened his live broadcast room.

Almost instantly, a barrage of comments popped up.

"Finally waiting for you, fortunately I didn't give up~"

"La-la-la-la!"

"What's going on live today!"

"Little Tintin misses you so much!"

"Let me tell you, Yang Xiaoding is actually a magic stick!"

"Labor and management want to see ghosts!"

"Come on, anchor, let's start!"

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The vest number of each comment is preceded by the word Hell anchor, what hell anchor hahaha, Hell anchor I love big watermelon, Hell anchor Yang Xiaoding is the weakest, and it looks very harmonious, just like a big family.