The old man is worried that the stinky girl's life will not be guaranteed.

He urged vigorously, "I'll deal with the matter here, you go back quickly, don't you know how dangerous it is outside?" You said that as an elder, you can't even know Edgeworth, so you're embarrassed to go out......"

He was forced to scream, and he was about to say that the green smoke was about to be angry.

Lan Yi hurriedly played a round game, "Actually, the elder is very powerful, she will also go back to the method, we saw the scar on the murderer's face from the disciple's wooden card." ”

The old man didn't listen carefully, "Did you see the murderer?" ”

"No, the elder uses the method of retrospection to show the previous scene from the traces on the objects we touch, and what we see is an image."

"Are you sure it's before, not then?" The old man's ears pricked up.

There are many strange methods for cultivating immortals, transmitting sounds through the air, passing books, transmitting smells, and using treasures such as jade to spy on and track in real time, but there is no way to go back.

Unless you deliberately record and keep it in advance, just rely on related things to go back, as if that thing has eyes and then tells you what happened in the past.

To put it simply, there is real-time monitoring, but there is no playback function.

Lan Yan nodded, "Sure, when we arrived, the preparatory disciple was already dead, and what we saw was the scene when the preparatory disciple died." ”

The old man pondered for a while and looked at Qingyan.

Seeing that she didn't even have a smiling face, she was immediately dissatisfied, "Oh, it's not a big deal." ”

He dragged 2580,000 yuan, and Qingyan treated him as air and ignored him at all.

After sitting for a long time, I finally realized that something was wrong.

Even if the people here like to drink no matter how much they can't stop drinking, they are not afraid of getting drunk to death.

"You two, do you dare to find Qi Kuolou because of your poor cultivation, don't you want to die?"

The old man summoned Xiao Er and asked for a pot of tea for the fourth time.

Qingyan saw him drink pot after pot, and couldn't help but wonder if his bladder could stand it.

"What are you looking at?" The old man has always been informal, and he was a little uncomfortable when he was looked at by a girl.

"Why don't you know what to do?"

Qingyan was quite calm, looking at him with a smile.

The more he looked at it, the more numb his scalp became, so he turned sideways, clinked glasses with the teacup and the blue clamor, and couldn't help but turn his head for a while, and then dodged away again.

Qingyan was not interested in playing such a childish game with him, so she stood up and walked out.

The old man threw away the teapot and hurriedly chased after him, "Why did you leave?" ”

"Didn't you say you'd handle things here, Alzheimer's?" Qingyan's eyes made people want to die.

He's a little older, why is he demented?

He doesn't know how smart his brain is!

The old man was not convinced, "I will not be dementia if I live for another 50,000 years!" ”

Fifty thousand? Silly.

"Oh, then you remember to pay." Qingyan walked out.

"How could I not remember, I ...... Why do I pay! ”

Tea here is free of charge.

Back at the bottom of the mountain, the plum flowers on the ridge are even more luxuriant than last time.

She inadvertently said that she wanted to plant a few trees in front of the small building on the mountainside, and the blue calamus took it to heart.

The little girl just likes flowers and plants, how can she not be satisfied.

So Qingyan mixed in the east kitchen for a long time, ate and drank enough, and found that several big pits had been dug in front of the small building, and a few saplings were placed next to the pits.

"Who runs away halfway through the job?" She muttered.

Just when he was a little fed, he stretched out his hands and moved his muscles and bones, threw the saplings into the pit one by one, and filled the pit with a hoe.

She was so attentive that she didn't notice anyone behind her.

"Master, I'll help you water."

When she carried a large bucket of water, a clear voice came from behind her.

It's him again!

I didn't come to plant trees just now, I didn't come to dig soil, I didn't come to carry buckets, and the last step was the easiest, running to grab credit?

said that she was old, and she heard it, and she didn't want to take credit if she didn't make any effort in case of trouble, so she didn't want to be a disciple of such a black-hearted guy.

"Go away."

Qingyan straightened up and patted the dirt on his hands.

She took a ladle of water and watered herself, and when she was done, she returned to the small building.

The boy followed, standing in the doorway.

Qingyan walked around the house twice, and suddenly poked his head out, "Pot thief, where is my basin!" ”

Steal? Thief?

Will he steal a basin?

She thought he had such a little ambition?

The boy darkened his face and pointed into the room.

Qingyan looked over suspiciously.

"Where?"

The boy walked in and pointed to the shelf in the corner of the room for washing, "Right here...... Hey? ”

Why is it gone?

He obviously put it here.

The boy saw that there was a pair of worn boots on the shelf where the basin should have been placed.

Two socks hang from the cuffs of the boots.

Next to the socks is a cloth for washing your face.

Doesn't she feel stinky when she washes her face?

The boy didn't want to talk anymore, and he walked out quietly.

Qing Yan looked around, and finally pulled out the basin from under the table, "The basin is obviously here, you still want to lie to me!" ”

Boy: "......"

He swore he would never set foot in this house again!

Without him saying anything, the people inside crossed the river and demolished the bridge and closed the door directly.

In the middle of the night, the wind rises and the bamboo forest moves.

There were figures on the bamboo tops again, this time only one.

He deliberately worked the bamboo tops, and the bamboo body tightened and the bamboo leaves rustled, making a very loud movement.

"It's noisy—"

A female voice came from the room, irritable with a little confusion and coquettishness.

There is also the sound of rustling, which may be turning over or pulling the quilt.

The young man at the door waved his hand, and a cold light flew out.

Click!

The bamboo body is broken in two.

The figure on the bamboo tip stepped into the air, fell at a rapid speed, and then suddenly rose and flew away.

The boy looked at the dark window and walked to leave.

Suddenly there was a muffled snort.

It's light, almost inaudible.

But he was sure he heard correctly.

It's not like the sound of sleeping.

His footsteps stopped, he hesitated, and the hand hanging beside him gradually clenched into a fist.

His dark eyes reflected the bright moonlight, and the faint light outlined the perfect side face, and he closed his eyes deeply.

When I opened it again, there seemed to be a little helplessness in my eyes.

He turned, his fist-clenched hand spread and rested on the door.

"I'm in?"

There was no response inside.

Maybe she slept soundly, and opening the door would only make her noisy and make her angry.

The wisest thing to do is to just leave.

The boy was still waiting.

Suddenly, a chubby man came running up.

The sudden wind knocked down the people at the door.

The fallen boy looked up and saw the man's back occupying almost the entire door.

Broad and majestic, majestic.

As I ran, my flesh was shaking.

"Stop!" He hurriedly got up.

The other party had already run into the house.

In the inner room, the body curled up on the bed was convulsing.

The fat woman took the convulsive person into her arms and gently shook it like a baby, "Daughter-in-law." ”

Did he hear it wrong?

The boy frowned and plucked out his ears.

But he didn't care about that, she was still convulsing, covered in sweat, and her hair was wet on her face.

What's going on with her?

Sick?

The piercing pain continued to surge in her body, and Qingyan closed her eyes in pain.

It still hurts, but she can feel it, and this time it's much lighter than the first one.

So she can still endure it and not scream out.

She cowered under the covers, trying to wait for the pain to subside.

Suddenly, the whole person was lifted up and fell into a warm and safe embrace.

There is a big hand behind his back soothing, gently patting and coaxing, and at the same time, a warm power slowly enters.

Vast and gentle, the pain and convulsions were instantly suppressed.

The face that was wrinkled by the pain gradually stretched, and the breath became stable and the breath was even.

The long eyelashes flickered, the eyelids slowly opened, and a pair of eyes were wet and red.

She was obviously uncomfortable, but when she opened her eyes, she was smiling.

The young man was puzzled, and there was an inexplicable emotion fermenting in his heart.