Outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, Fang Aotian, who was dressed in white vires and had a pretty face, stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, and he counted the steps of the palace guards in his heart.

Compared with the man's immortal demeanor, the performance of the young man in the gown on the other side was too childlike, moving leisurely, and chatting with the few stone men in front of the courtyard without a word.

In this regard, Fang Aotian just glanced at it, and did not stop it.

In the end, it is a ten-year-old child, seeing that he is simple and simple, it is not good to really want him to learn some age-appropriate behavior.

The pretty-faced man thought about whether he should take advantage of Fang Cheng's young age to study hard in the academy for two years and learn some talents that are obscure, so that he can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

At the very least, the conversation will be much smoother.

While the pretty man was thinking, Fang Cheng trotted back.

Looking at the thoughtful Fang Aotian, the young man said mysteriously: "Guess what I knew about chatting with those uncles just now!"

The young man's face was full of anticipation, and he hoped more than anyone else that this secret that had just been put into his heart and had not yet been covered could be told from his mouth.

Fang Aotian stopped thinking and said with a smile: "Fang Gongzi is very knowledgeable, whether he guesses or not, there are things that are different from ordinary people. ”

Fang Cheng was stunned, this guy is boasting about himself, right?

Fang Aotian pretended to be unfathomable, and said leisurely: "Liangjia is deeply hidden, a gentleman is virtuous, and his appearance is foolish, Fang Cheng, you have to remember it well." ”

The young man didn't care about these ways, and immediately said, "Do you listen!?"

The pretty man nodded with a smile.

Fang Cheng said: "I chatted with those uncles just now, and casually asked why there are potholes on this ground, guess what, this place has fought before! And listening to their descriptions, it seems to be a fight with an immortal master!"

Fang Aotian looked at the young man who realized it later, and said helplessly: "It's not like, it's an immortal master fighting, have you ever seen ordinary people fighting, can shatter the stone slab? ”

The young man was stunned, frowned and asked, "You sniffed out again?"

Fang Aotian immediately slapped Fang Cheng on the head, and said hatefully: "What about you treating me as a dog?! With just one nose, heaven and earth are infinite, and thousands of miles of tracking are right?!"

Fang Cheng covered his little head and muttered, "Then how do you know..."

Fang Aotian turned sideways and continued to pose as an immortal, his mouth vibrating, "Someone told me." ”

Fang Cheng was just about to ask a question, but the pretty-faced man blocked him speechless.

"Talk less, listen more, and act carefully!"

Covering his head, the young man standing behind the man simply closed his mouth.

At half a cup of tea, inside the door of the Hou Mansion, a green girl ran out.

Hou Baojun saw that it was really Fang Cheng and immediately greeted him.

It's just that I haven't seen it for a few days, but in the eyes of the girl, she feels that the young man's thin body has thinned a lot, and the scorching sun in the sky falls on the young man's shoulders, more like it falls in Hou Baojun's heart.

Fang Cheng looked at the girl who walked in front of him, took the lead in waving his hand to say hello, and said, "I didn't know that you were in Qingyun County, otherwise I would have come to see you yesterday." ”

Quietly took two steps back, and Fang Aotian, who had made up the gap, closed his eyes and took a deep breath after hearing the young man's indifferent opening remarks.

He now wished that he was Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng was himself, let him widen his eyes and take a good look at how he spoke wittily.

Hou Baojun looked at the young man in front of him strangely and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Cheng smiled and said casually: "It's nothing, I accidentally hit the door pillar just now,"

The girl was a little worried, the courtyard of the Hou Mansion was so wide, Fang Cheng could accidentally bump into it, how careless it must be.

Hou Baojun stretched out his hand and signaled, "Lower your head, I'll rub it for you." ”

Fang Cheng didn't have a rut, simply lowered his head, and let the girl's thin fingers gently rub on her head.

Fang Aotian struggled on the side and didn't speak.

Inside the gate of the Hou Mansion, Hou Ping was late.

When Fang Cai Fuwei announced his name, he didn't have much impression of the other party's name, but Hou Baojun ran out in a hurry, worried that something would change, so he followed along.

Hou Ping looked at the scene of his sister in front of him, stunned, turned to look at another pretty man in front of the court, hugged his fists and said, "This friend, I don't know what this is?"

Fang Aotian glanced at the man dressed as a rich man, and after confirming that this person was the main master, he immediately hugged his fists and said: "Master Hou, the little master of my family and Ling Mei originally belonged to the same immortal sect, and they took care of each other, it is not surprising. ”

Hou Ping, who was in the fog of the clouds, nodded stunned, waited to come back to his senses, and said with a smile: "This little prince Fang Cheng is also a member of the Qingyun Sect?"

Fang Aotian nodded, stepped forward to hug Hou Ping, and whispered: "The main reason why I came here today is that my little master is deeply nostalgic and wants to contact Ling Mei. ”

Hearing the meaning of the words this time, Hou Ping glanced at the pretty man, and refused with a smile: "There have been a lot of chaos in the house in the past few days, and now it is the time when I am anxious, and I can't help you!"

This time it was Fang Aotian's turn to be stunned, there were two brushes for the Hou family's affairs for a long time!

The pretty man looked at Hou Ping and said with a smile: "The head of the Hou family is too worried, the little master of my family is just playing with Ling Mei when he enters the mansion, and he will never hinder the main business of the Hou family. ”

After listening to what the man said, Hou Ping sneered in his heart, letting this kid into the house is not the same as putting a pig into the vegetable field and letting him run away with his own cabbage?

The man dressed in merchant clothes was just about to say no, but before he could say anything, he was blocked by a familiar voice.

"Brother, I'll pull Fang Cheng into the house first. ”

After that, the girl dragged the young man and walked into the Hou Mansion slowly.

Fang Cheng turned his head to look at Fang Aotian, who winked at him and gave him a thumbs up.

The young man couldn't say anything, and lowered his gaze to let the girl next to him pull him.

Fang Aotian smiled, turned his head to look at Hou Ping, and said loudly: "Master Hou, the female is not left!"

Hou Ping glared at the pretty man, and said angrily: "Hou Baojun is only ten years old, where do you know how to say love!"

Fang Aotian, who was full of smiles, disagreed, and said: "The years are long, the bamboo horses are in pairs, the head of the Hou family must not be anxious!"

Hou Ping flicked his sleeves, no longer entangled with this pretty man, and said in a deep voice: "This friend wants to enter the mansion, if he doesn't enter, I won't accompany him!"

Fang Aotian poked his head out and glanced at the back of the young man who was gradually moving away.

Retracting his mind, the pretty-faced man took a step back, hugged his fists and said: "The little master of my family will entrust it to the head of the Hou family today, and there are other important things to do, so I won't go into the house to watch tea and talk to the head of the Hou family." ”

Hou Ping only felt that his left eyelid only jumped, and that little guy stayed here tonight?

Taking a deep breath, Hou Ping replied with a salute, turned around and stepped into the Hou Mansion.

Seeing that the door of the mansion was closed in front of his eyes, the stone in Fang Aotian's heart was finally put down.

Turning around, the pretty man once again assumed the posture of an immortal and walked down the steps of the courtyard with his hands in his hands.

Sun Ce has already done the things he has done, and he has to think about the rest of his own affairs.

As soon as he came down the steps, in the scorching sun of the clear June sky, the pretty man suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

On the street, pedestrians who had been paying attention to the movement in front of the house stared at this pretty man who could talk to the head of the Hou family on his shoulder, looking at each other.

In response, the man just pouted and continued to stride out of the way.

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Hou Baojun led Fang Cheng, walked through the courtyards, and finally came to a pavilion.

Compared with the pavilion wrapped in the lake stone garden in Chen Liujia's mansion, the Hou Mansion is a little simpler, in other words, it is not an exaggeration to call it a pavilion.

The pavilion is built on a raised slope, which is composed of eight round red lacquered pillars and an earthy yellow glass tile roof, and the most interesting thing is the picture painted on the top, which is neither the auspicious wishes of the two dragons playing with pearls, nor the lion watching the sea and other peeps into the sky, for which Hou Ping has his own unique opinion. The so-called business in business, there is nothing to blame, Hou everyone thought about it, and inscribed four words, attracting wealth and treasure.

At that time, the craftsman who listened to the reason made a suggestion, saying that it was better to paint a Pixiu into it, which means rich, both to attract wealth and good luck, to kill two birds with one stone, wouldn't it be better?

In this regard, the Hou family just shook his head, what he wanted was immediate results, not a vague metaphor, doing business should be straightforward, taking three views and four times, it is not the style of the Hou family, their Hou family has been in Qingyun County for so long, they are here to make money, and the silver of the white flowers has to be grinded and chirped, which is really a crime!

Hou Baojun sat on the gazebo, swaying his two calves.

Raising her head to look at the empty four big characters at the top, she realized that she understood the reason for the painting on the top, and she also agreed with her eldest brother's approach, after all, the head of the Pixiu shop at the door was too fierce, even if it was a Tianlu Rui Beast, it made people a little frightened to look at.

Compared with the girl's comfort, the young man Fang Cheng touched the ground on his toes, and his face was a little listless.

Hou Baojun glanced at Fang Cheng, who looked like an old man in the twilight beside him, and wondered, "What's wrong with you?

The young man held his face, shook his head and said, "No, it's good." ”

Stopping shaking his feet, Hou Baojun asked again, "Then why are you downcast?"

Looking at the girl's clear and starry eyes, Fang Cheng had a smile on his face, and put things in his heart for the first time, "It's nothing, I haven't seen you for a long time, so it's inevitable that I will be a little disappointed." ”

Hou Baojun's face was slightly red, and he turned around and muttered: "My brother said, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost..."

The young man completely let go of the burden in his heart and looked at Hou Baojun with his back to him, "Hou Baojun, if I hadn't been thinking about you in my heart, I wouldn't have come to you." ”

The girl's face turned red in an instant, and she said shyly: "Stinky and shameless!"

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Approaching night, a young woman came outside the autumn forest stream.

In order to make this invitation a success, Li Jingqing, who was a little powdery, deliberately changed into a tulle dress, and under the cover of the midnight sky, the woman's graceful figure loomed.

Fang Aotian sat in front of the table bottle, his hands on his cheeks, admiring the rare scenery outside the door.

Stepping into the threshold, Li Jingqing deliberately glanced at the pretty man with his eyes, and said with affection: "Childe, how can you look at the slave family like this." ”

Fang Aotian said: "If you don't look at it again, you won't be able to see it." ”

The man didn't mean to withdraw his gaze in the slightest.

Li Jingqing licked his mouth, ignored the greedy gaze that looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "If Childe really wants to see it, the two of us went out of the house to find a guest room, and the slave family took off this eye-catching clothes, so that Childe can look different." ”

Fang Aotian swallowed his throat, "Isn't it okay here?"

Immediately, the pretty man himself denied himself again, "It's really a bit bad." ”

Li Jingjing smiled and said: "What is the boy monkey anxious about, don't you say it all, the coming day will be long..."

As if aroused, Fang Aotian slapped the table bottle, stood up and said, "The girl leads the way!"

Li Jingjing laughed, turned around and walked out of the autumn forest stream slowly.

In the woman's hand, she stretched out her thin finger and deliberately hooked it in the direction of Fang Aotian.

Standing in front of the table bottle, the pretty man seemed to be hooked by this Xizi's heart-wrenching fingers, and walked out with a foolish smile.

The breeze came in the night, blowing the black hair that was carefully tied up at the back of the pretty man's neck.

On the back of the man's neck, an eight-legged polyo with a cold luster was exposed.

Fang Aotian frowned slightly, straightened the hair on his neck, and covered the foreign body on the back of his neck.

Noticing that there was something strange behind her, the tulle woman smiled back and said, "Childe is in a hurry?"

The pretty man nodded and said with a smile: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, when the lonely man is widowed." ”