Yuan Jie watched from the side, and saw that although the snowman had cracks, it did not prevent the blue light from flickering, and there was no sign of ablation on the surface, but there was a faint green light oozing out of the crack, which made people think about it, and there was no vision other than that. The two of them were about to run out of fun, and after a while, they turned back to the inn. Yuan Jie and Wan'er each lived in a room, when the two went back to the room to rest for a while, at noon, they walked out of the room respectively, Yuan Jie saw Wan'er's pale face, thinking that it was because of the snowman's business, he was very worried in his heart, and said: "Hey, I'm still worried about your 'little snowman', it's just a crack, maybe it will recover automatically in a few days." “

Who knew that Wan'er's face was cold, and she responded in a low voice: "What if it's broken, hum, I don't bother to pay attention to it." "Her right palm flipped over, and there was already an extra thing in her hand, only to see that it was the size of a palm, and her whole body was shining, but it was not a 'little snowman' or anything. Wan'er used her right hand to throw it to the side, and said at the same time: "It's also a burden to carry on your body, so you can simply throw it away to save trouble." The little snowman flew straight out of the store with the sound of whining wind, Yuan Jie's right hand hurriedly poked out, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed it back, the 'little snowman' was as cold as ever, but the crack had long since disappeared, and the blue light on the appearance was replaced by green, Yuan Jie was quite puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "This, what's going on." Wan'er frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then said, "I don't know, or as you just said, not necessarily. After saying that, she hurried to the center of the lobby, where there were more than a dozen tables for people to rest and eat. Although Yuan Jie was a little puzzled, he didn't feel anything, he put away the 'little snowman' at the moment, and from the back, he looked at Wan'er with a frosty face, and then pulled over a chair and sat down opposite her. The two were silent for a long time, and a restaurant came forward to ask what dishes they wanted, and Yuan Jie said: "Just mess up some of the noodles here." "When I went down to the shop, I held the wooden plate in my hand and turned it around, and there were two pairs of bamboo chopsticks on the plate, as well as two bowls of steaming ramen, and a few dishes. Yuan Jie Wan'er put a bowl in front of each other, the two of them held a spoon and sandwiched noodles, and just after eating a few bites, Wan'er suddenly asked: "Yuan Jie, you are familiar with the history of martial arts, there is something I need to ask you." "The tone of the speech is blunt, very unusual.

Yuan Jie put the noodles in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it for a while, he took a few bites and replied, "What's the matter?" ”

Wan'er asked, "I heard that there is a master painter who lives in the local area, is this true?" ”

Yuan Jie said: "This person's surname is Hong Yubo, what does he paint like, and it is rumored that the things he paints are variable living creatures, and the skills are high, which is comparable to Ma Liang back then." Although Hong Yubo is good at painting, he is between good and evil, and his whereabouts are erratic, so there are many people on the rivers and lakes who have heard of this person's name, but there are very few people who have really seen him. Wan Mei has always been not very concerned about the characters in the rivers and lakes, why did she suddenly mention this person today. “

Wan'er smiled faintly: "It's nothing, it's just a moment of curiosity, just ask." I'm full, so I'll go back to my room and rest for a while. Without waiting for Yuan Jie to answer, he immediately got up and walked back to the room.

Yuan Jie took a few bites, immediately stopped his mouth, and put the chopsticks on the table.