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Chapter 78(1/2)

He had just turned around and wanted to get the letter sent by the fox clan, and then wrote it back in person, but he happened to hear Yan Dan sow discord.

Yan Dan smiled dryly: "Zi, Master Zilin Mountain, you misunderstood, really..." She knelt down and moved back, trying to hide behind Yu Mo.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mo brushed his sleeves and stood up straight away.

Zi Lin approached two steps and his tone was gloomy: "It seems that you want to be buried in the soil and plant it. I will naturally fulfill you."

Yan Tan looked at Yu Mo with a calm face, then looked at the vicious Zi Lin, and suddenly said: "So your real body is a mountain turtle?"

This sentence is a long time later, and I will think that it is simply a stroke of magic.

After Yan Dan calmed down and thought about it, she was awakened by the four words "buried in the soil".

Every time she thought about seeing Zi Lin's true body, she would see a round yellow thing, like a vague shadow, not very clear. She often guessed what it was, but it was fruitless.

Zi Lin was stunned and blurted out: "How do you know?"

Yan Dan opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment.

Neither of them spoke anymore, just stared at each other with big eyes.

Yu Mo walked to the door and suddenly heard Zi Lin's angry voice: "I must peel off your lotus essence today! Stop it-" With this sentence, a teapot passed by him with a cry, and then a vase flew past his sleeve, hitting the door and falling down and splitting.

Yu Mo stroked the crease on his sleeve. He pressed his elbows on the edge of the table just now, and a faint smile pattern was slightly curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Idiot, still..."

Outside the courtyard, the long and cold wind passing by, blowing a few white plums, emitting a faint fragrance in the cold air.

After a hundred years of age, he realized it was like a dream. He thought that things would change.

It seems that what has changed in the end is the world of change, but that person is still the same as before.

Still thinking about it all the time.

From that day on, Yan Dan officially formed a grudge with Zi Lin, which led them to continue to increase grudges in the next twenty years until they became deep hatred.

There is a saying in the mortal world, it is called happy enemies.

However, the word "happiness" does not match Yan La Zilin, but the enemy is real.

Yan Dan mastered Zilin, a shocking secret, and would wake up laughing when he went to bed for several nights.

It's really ridiculous. The master of Zilin Mountain, who is so majestic and serious, is actually a mountain turtle.

With this secret in hand, she naturally would not waste it. When she could use it, she would use it to threaten Zi Lin, and then she looked at Zi Lin with relish and was furious.

It is not shameful to be a mountain turtle. What is shameful is that he dare not say it out at all, because other monsters will use this mountain turtle to think about it and then think about it a lot.

Then the Lord of Zilin Mountain will be completely wiped out.

So Yan Dan shook past Zilin with joy all day long, very satisfied.

In the blink of an eye, winter passed, everything came back to spring, the peach blossoms were covered with buds, and the water was fresh and tender.

Yan Dan folded a budding peach blossom, put it in a ceramic jar on the windowsill, the water was brought from the lake, clear and clear.

The wet peach blossom fragrance always makes people feel comfortable.

Yan Dan likes to take a nap by the lake, bask in the spring, and then feel drowsy. At that time, it seems that the sun, moon and stars stop.

As before, she returned to her house from the lake, but saw a tall and tall figure standing behind the door.

When the man heard the movement, he turned his head slightly, and Yan Dan hurriedly called out: "Master Yu Moshan."

Yu Mo nodded lightly and said nothing.

This is the first time Yu Mo has come to her residence, and he is really a rare guest.

Yan Dan hurriedly pushed open the door: "Master Mountain, please come in and sit down."

Yu Mo took the hot tea she handed over, took a sip, and said slowly: "I just came and have a look. Are you still used to living?"

He turned his head away, looked at the ceramic jars and fresh flower branches on the windowsill, and smiled and said, "I always thought that my place was very dull, but it turned out that there was something missing."

Yan Dan nodded: "The peach blossoms here are beautiful."

"It's the best this year, and it happened to be a coincidence for you."

Yan Tian smiled: "It seems that I'm lucky."

Her cheeks were slightly red and thin and tender. Looking at Yu Mo smiling like this, he couldn't help but reach out to sweep over her temples, and then suddenly withdrew it.

Yu Mo coughed lightly, lowered his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

Yan Dan sat against him like this and suddenly remembered Ying Yuan - she was able to recall calmly now.

Ying Yuan, Ying Yuan would not notice a jar and a flower beside the windowsill. He is Emperor Qingli, and he always has one or another trouble.

So many things - mostly small and irrelevant things, he won't pay attention to them.

"Master, this jar and flowers are not very eye-catching, how could you notice it?"

"I happened to see it and I was careful, why?"

Yu Mo frowned, as if he was thinking of something, "Don't always mess with Mao Zilin in the future."

Yan Dan smiled and said, "I didn't mess with him, he was going to get angry."

She turned her head and looked out the window. The sunset was setting, and it was almost dusk: "It's almost time for supper. Lord of the Mountain, do you want to stay with me for dinner?"

She also asked casually, but I think Yu Mo would not stay. Bai Ling has very good craftsmanship and the dishes she made are exquisite and delicious, comparable to the imperial chef in the palace.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mo nodded slightly and said simply: "Okay."

Yan Dan was very distressed. She was afraid of trouble, so she only knew how to stir-fry some simple side dishes. When she was too lazy to make it herself, she relied on absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to fill her stomach.

Well, if Yu Mo wants to stay, he should know that she can't bring out the delicacies to entertain him.

Yan Dan brought the green vegetables, radish and tofu to the table with a thick face, and looked at Yu Mo's expression. There was nothing unusual, but she didn't move her chopsticks.

She thought about it and suddenly realized: "I have definitely washed all the dishes and there is no sand."

Yu Mo nodded and said with a smile: "I know."

He picked up a chopstick, tasted it, and whispered: "Is your cooking skills OK?"

Yan Dan bit the chopsticks and said, "Master, you came here unfortunately today. In fact, the fish soup I cooked is better. It is as smooth as grease and very delicious."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Mo's hand shaking, and couldn't help but say, "Master, did I say something wrong just now?"

Yu Mo's tone was plain: "Does Slime as cream mean fish soup? Is it ignorant of learning?"

After a meal, Yu Mo didn't rush to leave. He pondered for a while before saying, "I've planned to go outside recently. Yan Dan, do you want to go together?"

Yan Dan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Okay, where will we go?"

"Just go to Jiangnan area, life is just right now."

Yan Dan calculated the days. If he went to Jiangnan, it would be a long time to add them together during the coming and going, which means that the Dragon Boat Festival will be spent outside.

When she became a demon, the patriarch once instructed that there is realgar wine for exorcism on the Dragon Boat Festival in the mortal world, which is very powerful for their demons.

But she doesn't have evil spirits, so she shouldn't be afraid, right?

Yan Dan remembered that she could go out to play, so she was very excited and said in a pleasing way: "Master, I will cook fish soup next time I will try it, and you will probably think it tastes good."

Yu Mo was tense and was neither lukewarm nor hot: "Is that right?"

It was not until that year when she went to Nandu and met the flower-like girl who took the strange eyes from Yu Mo's hand that Yan Dan knew why Yu Mo had that expression whenever she picked up fish soup.

Anyone who sees the body of his own tribe being cooked and placed in a plate and placed in front of him will feel strange. He doesn't have to mention cooking the body a pot of soup and brags to the other party how delicious it is...

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, and the days are noisy and chaotic.

Zilin looked furious with a dark face, Bailing smiled with her eyes, but she could turn into Yasha's face-changing skills in a blink of an eye, Danshu's stupid look occasionally looks very cute. Yuan Dan raised his hand and touched his chin and said that his wife was beautiful but not interesting, and it was really troublesome...

Yu Mo was still lukewarm and calm, and Yan Dan couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Then, I met the young master on the bank of Zhangtai River in Nandu.

When we meet, we are young.

Looking back at the bright moon at that time, I heard the Qiang flute on the willows on Zhangtai.

Yan Dan and Prince Lin made a bet to write this poem. At that time, he was young and passionate. That year, the willows and peach blossoms on the Zhangtai River happened to be in a good circle. After a long circle, he finally returned to the same place.

"Master Tian's name?"

"Tangzhou."

"Do you know who I am?"

Don't say she really doesn't know, even if he wants to say it, he doesn't have the interest to know.

"I am the immortal name, Emperor Yingyuan of Qingli."

"If I can see you one day, I will definitely recognize you immediately."

But in the end, he still couldn't recognize it.

“I always have a dream.

In my dream, I was in a completely unfamiliar place, with nothing there, only the sky was covered with white mist.

I seemed to want to chase the person in front of me, and I kept running in the sea of ​​clouds. Every time I was about to catch up, the person would suddenly disappear."
To be continued...
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