Because I have been thinking about Zhedan's words all day long, Rong He's expression when he saw the Taoist in the past few days was a little weird. His thousand paper cranes flew crookedly towards Juling, which could have been reached in half a day, but for some reason there was no response so far.

He couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, but it didn't show it on his face. Rong He has always been very good at moodiness and invisible. As long as he doesn't want others to know about it, others won't understand it even if they want to.

"Casually, come over here and see what's downstairs?"

Today, the three of them are not in the Taoist temple. A Thousand Lantern Festival was held in Jinling City, and Yun Xian had been looking forward to it for a long time, so they went down the mountain early the day before to go to Jinling. Who would have thought that the street was already full of tourists, and the inns and restaurants were all overcrowded. I finally looked forward to the vacant room, but there was only one room. However, the location of this room is excellent, and the window is on Suzaku Street. Rong and a silver ticket were thrown on the table, and the faces of the boss and his companions were cheerful, and the greetings were extraordinarily courteous.

Yun casually heard this, and immediately put down the rune paper he was drawing in his hand and ran to the window in three steps and two steps to look down with the probe. The streets were crowded with people at some point, leaving only one avenue in the middle of the road. Two rows of armoured soldiers marched in a neat line, with no end in sight. Led by a bearded man riding a tall horse, his face could not be seen clearly from the angle of the upper floor. Behind him is a sedan chair carried by four people, and I don't know who is sitting inside.

The onlookers were noisy and shouting, not knowing what they were saying, but the two words they heard the most were "general", presumably going out to fight, and triumphant today. Rong and Jianyun didn't look at this formation at will, and they couldn't wait to hang the whole person outside the window, so they quickly dragged her in, and it happened that at this time, a white and small hand lifted the sedan curtain, and then a head with a weeping cloud bun poked out, and looked around, but only turned his head slightly, not daring to make too much of a move. There seemed to be a woman in the sedan chair, and from the upstairs you could only see the corners of her clothes.

The little girl casually glanced up as she was about to close the curtain on the car. happened to look at Rong He, and at that moment his face seemed to turn crimson, and he quickly hid in the sedan chair.

Rong He stared at the sedan chair in a daze, his expression as flustered as if he had seen someone in Qingqiu. He glanced at Yun Xian, who was still lying on his stomach next to him, almost in disbelief, and blinked his eyes a few times to make sure he wasn't dazzled.

The little girl sitting in the sedan chair seemed to be like Yun casually growing up, even if he glanced at it in a hurry, he dared to be sure that he was not mistaken. At the same time, an almost uncontrollable thought popped up and made his brow furrow.

"Whatever is needed," he asked tentatively, "Did you just see the person in the sedan chair?"

"No. She replied without looking back. Rong You followed her gaze and saw that she was staring at the uncle downstairs who was buying candy paintings.

The procession gradually moved onto another street, and the crowd of onlookers let out a few exclamations of delight. Yun casually felt bored, retracted his head that poked out, and said to himself: "The excitement is not mine. ”

Rong He thought it was funny, but he couldn't smile at all. He gently touched her head with his hand, and the door suddenly opened, and the Taoist walked in with two trays in his hands. In the tray, it was originally the food they asked the shopkeeper to send up, but for some reason the Taoist chief personally served it.

Yun casually agreed, and immediately ran over to help him share something, for fear that the Taoist chief would fall, and shouted eagerly: "Master be careful of the hot, Master put it down!"

Rong He stepped forward and pretended to help take one and put it on the table, and asked casually: "Why did you become the second shopkeeper today, did the boss pay you?"

"It's so busy downstairs. They still can't keep up with the addition of manpower. I don't think I have anything to do, so I might as well help. The Taoist chief said, took a piece of soft cake and handed it to Yun Will: "This is very delicious, you can taste it." ”

That is to say—when those people walked by, the Taoist chief was actually downstairs? Could he have seen the people in the sedan chair as well?

He couldn't imagine the Dao Chief returning the cloud to her biological parents at will. He won't give it up.

Rong He came to this conclusion almost categorically. He opened his mouth as if unintentionally, chewing something in his mouth, trying to hide any uneasiness in his voice: "Did you see how lively the street was just now?"

"I guess it's a general—I don't have much interest in these things, that's what the cook in the back kitchen told me. ”

Did he really not see it?

Rong He looked at him carefully. Dao Chief's expression seemed to be more normal than ever, and he lowered his head and looked at Yun Xian - "Is it delicious?"

Love or not love someone, you can tell from the eyes. Rong He felt that it was necessary to make the Daoist seem to dislike Yun Xian, unless he gouged out his eyes. What would he do if that was really Yun's casual parents?