When they saw a young man throw out a rope and tie the female tourist, they were surprised and happy, and hurried over to help him pull the rope together.

The female tourist was almost unable to hold on, and her heart was full of panic and fear. Suddenly, I felt a flower in front of me, and a rope flew over and tied myself several times, like a very delicate rope pocket, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed. What a savior. She hurriedly grabbed the rope and refused to let go.

The people above her pulled the rope hard. The female tourist was quickly lifted up as if she were sitting on a soft ladder and was helped to a safe place by several ladies.

The female tourist was frightened, pale, and constantly wheezing.

Many people surrounded her, talked to her, and comforted her.

Yan Zixiu looked at the female tourist for a while, and found that there was no big problem, just some abrasions, scratches and fright, so he invisibly sprinkled some rejuvenation nectar on her. Then shake the bundle rope and let it untie it automatically and put it into the carry-on bag.

The female tourist suddenly felt as if she had encountered a warm wind in the harsh winter, and her body relaxed. She thought it was due to the concern of the people around her, so she confided in everyone with gratitude about the thrilling process just now.

This constant repetition is a spontaneous method of stress reduction.

Alice, who witnessed the whole process, felt as if she was dreaming: "Mr. Yan, your rope is so amazing." Did you just use magic? Why did you tie her up all of a sudden? Are you really an angel? Or are you Superman? ”

"Haha, you have so many questions, I don't know which one to answer. Think of it as an angel. Yan Zixiu was sloppy with her.

"And will you fly?" Alice takes it seriously.

"Not yet, maybe it will be in a while." Yan Zixiu felt this way.

His body is nourished by the Immortal Mansion, and it is changing with each passing day, who knows what it will become in the future.

"Why do you fly after a while?" Alice asked.

Yan Zixiu has a big head, he has to expose the things of the Immortal Mansion in order to save people. But it's not easy to explain.

When Alice asked Yan Zixiu, many tourists also surrounded her.

"Everyone, please let go, let go." A young man with a camera struggled inside, "I'm a journalist. I'm going to interview this hero. ”

As soon as everyone heard that it was a reporter, they all gave way.

The young man is tall, with a square face and big eyes, his eyes seem to be able to speak, and his handsome appearance is a bit like Yan Zixiu's second uncle.

He showed his ID: "Sir, this gentleman." My name is Allen and I'm a reporter for the Daily News. I'd like to interview you, can I? ”

Alice hurriedly said to Yan Zixiu: "Mr. Yan, this newspaper is in the top five and is very famous. ”

Yan Zixiu looked at Allen, who looked like his second uncle, and felt a little good in his heart, and nodded in agreement: "Mr. Allen, I can accept your interview." ”

"What do you call me, sir? Where are they? Alan handed over his business card and took out his interview notebook for notes.

When Yan Zixiu heard Alan say that he was a reporter just now, he began to think that if it was in the newspaper, it would be better not to report his real name first.

He remembered that Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty had a good friend named Yan Ziling, who was not greedy for fame and fortune, was high-spirited, benevolent and benevolent, and was an admirable predecessor. Celebrities throughout the ages have great respect for Yan Ziling.

For example, the famous Fan Zhongyan specially repaired the ancestral hall for Yan Ziling, and also wrote "Mr. Yan's Ancestral Hall Record", which praised him as "not a prince, noble and noble", "Mr.'s heart, beyond the sun and the moon", "make the greedy man honest, cowardly and cowardly", "the clouds and mountains are green, and the rivers are turbulent; The wind of the gentleman, the mountains are high and the waters are long. Influenced by Fan Zhongyan, later generations of celebrities praised Yan Ziling's songs.

Yan Zixiu thought that this senior was only one word short of himself, so he decided to add some more fame to him.

"My name is Yan Ziling, and I am from Huaxia. It's a tourist here. Alice, they're friends I know today. Yan Zixiu looked at Alice and the others.

Alan was very smart, and quickly took out his camera and took a photo of Yan Zixiu, and Alice and the others were naturally among them.

Alice and the tourists were very happy, but they didn't expect to meet a hero today and take a photo in the newspaper. felt that this hero was famous and didn't forget to pull them, and his good impression of Yan Zixiu in his heart increased again.

"Are you Chinese people so righteous and courageous?" Alan asked.

"Yes, it is our fine tradition to be chivalrous and righteous, to help the needy." Yan Zixiu replied.

Allen had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and the title of this report was there, which was called "Xingxia Fights Righteousness Yan Ziling".

"Mr. Yan, just now someone said that you threw the rope and tied the lady. How did you do that? Alan asked.

"Well, I've practiced rope skills. This is a trivial matter to me. Yan Zixiu said casually, it can't be said that it is a rope tied to immortals. When Wuwu passed on the information to him, he learned that the immortal rope was a magic weapon in the fairy world, and even the gods could be bound, let alone mortals?

The magic weapon of the fairy world is used to save people, which is in line with his usual style.

Alice asked, "Mr. Yan, can we appreciate your rope skills again?" ”

When Yan Zixiu heard this, he suddenly felt as if he was coaxing a group of kindergarten children: "Okay." ”

He took out the fairy rope and threw it, and the rope flew out, wrapped around Allen's waist twice, flew over and wrapped Alice's waist twice, and then automatically tied a knot.

Everyone was surprised and amused, and felt that this hero's ability was really amazing.

Yan Zixiu shook his hand, took back the immortal rope, and changed the topic: "Mr. Allen, I hope you will appeal to install some guardrails in this area to increase safety." He felt that he was fortunate to be here today, otherwise the female tourist would be in danger.

"That's for sure. Mr. Yan, don't worry. Scenic spots can't just collect money and don't pay attention to safety. "It seems that Alan is also a person with a sense of justice.

After Allen's interview, Yan Zixiu felt that it was not too early, and planned to say goodbye to Alice and them.

He was going to chase the sun to the west and find another place to visit and not waste his time in retreat.

"Mr. Yan, can I treat you to a drink after work?" Alice is very interested in Yan Zixiu.

Yan Zixiu's current enthusiasm for tourism is higher than other aspects: "Thank you for the invitation. On the one hand, I don't drink, and on the other hand, I have things to do. ”

Alice and the rest of the tourists were a little disappointed, they thought they would be able to spend more time with the chivalrous Yan Yingying.

"So, can we meet again in the future?" Alice was a little unwilling.

"Let's look at fate." Yan Zixiu suddenly remembered the matter of selling high-tech agricultural products, "By the way, this is the Ningshen incense produced by my friend, and each person will give you a small tube." Tranquility is very helpful for sleep disorders. If you think it is easy to use, you can ask the dealers who have participated in the China Canton Fair to buy. Next spring, there will be a place to start selling. ”

For a while, he became a salesman again.

Alice felt that Ning Shenxiang was a clue to find the hero again, and happily took it.

Alan also took a tube of Ning Shen incense: "Mr. Yan, if it really works, I will definitely help you report it." ”

"Thank you so much, Mr. Allen. By the way, Alice, this small tube is for the female tourist in distress, and this will be good for her recovery. I saw her having a lively conversation over there. I'll just ask you to transfer it on your behalf. ”

"Mr. Yan, you've thought too much." Alice said admiringly.

Alan hurriedly took out the interview book and brushed it down.

"Alan, Alice, friends, goodbye." Yan Zixiu shook hands with them one by one and said goodbye.