Ling Xuanzhu glanced at Rong Ao and nodded approvingly, "Well, you're right. ”

Roland was not involved in the topic.

It's not interesting to talk about succession, the key is Ye Xiaofan.

If it weren't for him, no matter how beautiful Taoyuan Village was, it wouldn't be worth talking about.

At best, it is a small rural village worth visiting, looking at the whole country, there are not many such villages, but there are also many of them.

The trio observed the bustling village.

There are many vehicles passing through the village.

Many people set up stalls near the small square at the head of the village, sugar gourds, noodle stalls, and bamboo handicrafts.

Out-of-towners gather in groups and take pictures nearby.

Although there are no well-known and characteristic attractions, there are many small animals, including some cats, dogs and small squirrels, and even two small donkeys on the side of the road, with a docile temperament.

Tourists will buy some forage and fruits next to them and feed them.

There is also a suspected TV program team, which is collecting wind nearby.

"Hello, my name is Lan Lan, can I paint for you? Stick figures, 10 yuan a piece. ”

A cute girl with a sketchpad and a small backpack on her back, after taking a look on the side of the road.

Walked towards Ling Xuanzhu and them.

The cute smile reveals a hint of anticipation.

When I got to the front, I took down the drawing board and showed the work, "Big sister, big brother, you see, it's this anime-style sketch stick figure." ”

She pulled out a few drawings of some cats and dogs and a small black bear.

The lines are smooth, the style of painting is cute, and the appearance characteristics of the target are exaggerated, making it look funny and cute.

The work is not difficult, and it may be possible for an ordinary art high school student to draw it.

But now the owner of the work is a cute girl who is less than ten years old.

Naturally, everyone will think highly of her.

Especially she is cute and well-behaved, and she speaks well, and everyone is often willing to cheer her up.

Lan Lan smiled and squinted.

A week ago, someone saw her painting on the side of the road and took the initiative to ask her to paint.

And a tip of fifty dollars was given

On a whim, she set up a small mobile art stall.

From a hundred dollars on the first day, to about three hundred dollars a day now.

Her mother, not far away, was always on the lookout, ready to come over and see if there was anything she could do to help.

Lan Lan looked forward to it, looking at the two very beautiful and temperamental big sisters, they would often be more generous.

As for the fierce and terrifying big man next to her, she didn't dare to look at it.

Roland glanced at Lan Lan and recognized her, "You are Lan Lan, you have learned painting from Mr. Ye." ”

Mr. Ye? Ye Xiaofan?

She learned to paint with Ye Xiaofan?

Ling Xuanzhu and Rong Ao subconsciously looked at the cute little girl who was seven or eight years old.

"Huh? Are you ......" Lan Lan looked at her cutely, not remembering that she knew Roland, "I'm sorry, have we met?" Do you know my teacher? ”

"I've seen you once. I have a good memory. Roland took out a hundred-dollar bill and stuffed it into her hand, "It's better to draw." ”

"Mom." Lan Lan beckoned.

Her mother walked over quickly with a small bracket and collected the money by the way, "Three?" That's 70 for you. ”

"You don't have to look for the rest." Roland laughed.

Ling Xuanzhu looked at the three cute and funny paintings.

At such a young age, it is already good to have such a level.

The key is passion.

Of course, she cares more about Lan Lan learning to paint with Ye Xiaofan, "Ye Xiaofan is willing to accept her, which means that she has this talent, even if she is half of Ye Xiaofan's level in the future, she can be regarded as a master." ”

Rong Ao squeezed out a smile and wanted to talk to Lan Lan.

As a result, Lan Lan saw that fierce wolf-like smile, and immediately felt scared.

Tears rolled in his eyes, his mouth was deflated, the brush in his hand trembled, and the lines were messed up.

"......" Rong Ao shrank his head in embarrassment and walked away.

Luo Lan and Ling Xuanzhu shook their heads helplessly, and appeased Lan Lan by the way.

The three of them were here, watching Lan Lan paint while waiting for Ye Xiaofan's invitation.

As soon as they came, they sent a message to Ye Xiaofan.

But there has been no reply yet.

Three stick figures were drawn one after the other.

Lan Lan's painting speed is not slow, and a painting is often completed within ten minutes.

Roland, who has a gentle smile and tears in the corners of his eyes, Ling Xuanzhu, who has a slightly cold expression, and Rong Ao, who is as vicious as a wolf.

It has a charm of three or five points.

Anyone who knows them will immediately associate with who the person in the painting is through some of the physical characteristics of the painting.

The three of them praised Lan Lan's painting skills one after another.

A breeze blew from north to south, and the cold wind made passers-by shiver for a while, and for a while.

"Do you want to go to Xiaofan's house first?

His house is just ahead, less than four hundred meters away. ”

Rong Ao looked at the time.

Roland's backpack, with no fully closed zipper, squeezed out a cute white fox head, with a black nose and pink tongue, and suddenly let out a fierce squeak.

Rong Ao and Ling Xuanzhu looked at the white fox.

They all know the special nature of this white fox, and its abnormal movement may be due to an unusual smell.

"Xiaobai, don't mess around, this is Mr. Ye's territory.

Don't forget the lessons of the first two times.

It's normal for you to smell the smell of precious herbs. Roland was helpless to reassure.

"Squeak ......" When the white fox heard it, he immediately retracted it honestly into his bag.

Although Ye Xiaofan didn't do anything to it, after several troubles, it was very afraid of Ye Xiaofan.

"Xiaofan has already replied to the message and is rushing to the village." Ling Xuanzhu noticed that the phone vibrate, so he took out the phone and looked at the new news.

But at this moment, her nose twitched and she smelled a strange fragrance of flowers and herbs.

The smell is very strange.

"Do you smell the scent?" Roland asked suddenly.

Rong Ao looked at the direction where the wind was blowing, and in the distance was the majestic verdant mountains.

Feeling the agitation of qi and blood in the body, his heartbeat accelerated, and a desire arose, "Blowing from the north of the village, I suspect that there is an elixir in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers brought by the wind." ”

"There is this possibility, the source of this fragrance must be of great benefit to the martial artist."

Roland agreed categorically.

He is also a grandmaster and has a keen perception.

In particular, some exotic flowers and plants are of great benefit to martial artists, and their bodies will instinctively produce a kind of longing.

The more intense it is, the more bizarre and precious the flowers and plants tend to be.

This is not the first time Roland has encountered this situation.

The white fox in the backpack subconsciously screamed restlessly, drooling greedily.

"It's not an herb, it's an elixir." Ling Xuanzhu's eyes suddenly lit up.

A few miles or a dozen miles away, the danxiang that comes with the wind.

And the three of them, if they can have such a strong feeling, it must not be an ordinary elixir.

"Since he is here, it must be related to Xiao Fan, and he will also do alchemy? Could it be that it is still a elixir-based elixir? Rong Ao was shocked and agreed, very curious about what kind of elixir.

"It doesn't matter if he refined it, but this medicine is absolutely extraordinary."

Ling Xuanzhu said.

The three of them had their own thoughts.

If you want to put others aside, they must follow the aroma and look for the source.

But now, they all stayed under the banyan tree at the head of the village.

Until Ye Xiaofan walked leisurely.