Just when Yan Yan was filled with doubts about the boy, two people walked out of the courtyard not far away.
One is an old man about fifty years old.
The other is a young man wearing a brocade gown.
Yan Yan heard the elderly man bowing to the young man and saying, "Don't worry, young master, I will search out the other one as soon as possible!"
The young man stood with his hands behind his hands, his back turned to Yan Yan whose appearance could not be clearly seen. Judging from the luxurious clothes and accessories, he should be the owner of this mansion.
The young man spoke very slowly, and asked Youyou: "Is it true that someone can break into the honeycomb barrier?"
The old man quickly bowed and responded: "Yes, someone has indeed come in, but the identity of the person has not been found out yet."
The young man was silent for a moment, and then said: "You said that a demon that came in took that woman out again?"
The old man seemed to be hesitant, but finally nodded honestly: "It's Young Master. The demon has indeed carried that woman out again. I have sent people to chase her. When there is news, I will let the Young Master know immediately."
The young man said solemnly: "The foolproof honeycomb barrier was broken so easily. Ax, shouldn't you reflect on this matter?"
The old man quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Yes, something like this happened just after the young master arrived today. It was due to my negligence in my duty. I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you a satisfactory answer!"
After saying this, the old man kowtowed frequently.
But the young man was too lazy to look at the old man again and walked away.
When the young man was completely out of sight, the old man who was kneeling on the ground slowly got up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and turned around and walked into the yard.
The boy's opponent said to Yan Yan: "The one who kowtowed just now is Grandpa Axe. You wait here for a while, and I will go in and test his voice for you."
However, Yan Yan pulled the boy and shook his head gently: "No need, I heard their conversation just now. My friend may have left. Just send me out and I will give you this bag of candies."
The boy looked at Yan Yan for a moment, then lowered his head, wringing his fingers, looking at a loss: "Miss, are you angry? I'm sorry, I, did I hurt you just now? Otherwise
...How about I rub it for you..."
After the boy finished speaking, he put his hand towards Yan Yan's waist.
Yan Yan subconsciously avoided the boy's stretched out hand, but her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment at what he just said, "It hurts."
Although I felt that it was a bit embarrassing for the child to speak freely, I couldn't really blame him for the child's unbridled speech. However, Yan Yan was more wary of the child than before.
"Nothing, just send me away." Yan Yan responded simply.
The boy nodded eagerly: "Okay, little sister, follow me, this way..."
The boy led Yan Yan out of the courtyard, passed through several courtyards, and finally came to a relatively remote courtyard.
The yard looks like the backyard of a mansion, without any buildings. Although the grass flower beds are still neatly and delicately trimmed, the moss along the corridor just now has grown very thick. It is obvious that almost no one except gardeners who are trimming the grass and trees has set foot in this place.
The boy led Yan Yan to an inconspicuous wooden corner door on the back wall and stood there.
"This is the exit of the honeycomb barrier. Miss sister, when you go out from this place, you can walk out of this courtyard."
After the boy finished speaking, he raised his hand and patted the two rusty iron rings nailed on the wooden door, and said to Yan Yan: "Little sister, don't you want to leave? Open this door and leave the house."
Yan Yan glanced at him and then looked at the wooden door carefully.
The wooden door had no lock or bolt, it was simply closed.
Yan Yan stretched out his hand to hold the door knocker and pulled it back hard.
The wooden door didn't move at all.
Yanyan rubbed the little silver teeth and pulled them with all his strength.
Still not moving at all.
"Hahaha..." the boy laughed.
Yan Yan rolled her eyes at him, but still wanted to try again. The boy raised his hand and patted Yan Yan's shoulder: "Young lady, you may not be able to do it, but I will do it."
Yan Yan rolled her eyes even more: "Sister, you're doing great!" After saying that, he raised one foot and put it on the half door, pulling back with all his strength.
Although Yan Yan is a girl, she has practiced kung fu before, and during her practice, she had Cang Hua help her to open up her meridians. Her strength is not that small even when compared with other monks of the same level.
At this moment, Yan Yan clasped the door knocker with both hands, and the rusty iron ring made a "click, click, click" sound as she pulled it, but the ordinary wooden door in front of her did not open even a crack.
Just when Yanyan and Tiehuan were in an irreconcilable stalemate, Yanyan's hand was suddenly held by a pair of big and warm boy's hands, and her back leaned against a broad chest full of masculine atmosphere.
The boy actually surrounded Yan Yan from behind, and the voice came from above Yan Yan's head. She could feel the young boy leaning on her back, and the mature and powerful breath echoed in her chest.
"Little sister, you can't make it after all, so I still have to help you."
When the boy spoke, his nostrils twitched slightly, and the light scent of magnolia flowers in Yanyan's hair mixed with the sweet, familiar smell of candy was inhaled into his nasal cavity. The boy held Yanyan's big hand tightly, and then began
Apply slowly.
"Creak, yah yah..." The wooden door was slowly opened, and the breeze carrying the outside atmosphere suddenly blew in.
The boy let go of Yan Yan's hand, took a step back, stood there and smiled obediently at Yan Yan: "Little sister, then, you can go home if you get out of here!"
Yan Yan looked at the boy intently: "Who are you?"
The boy did not answer Yan Yan's words, but looked down at his open palms: "Miss, do you think I'm weird and think I'm lying to you?"
Yan Yan was asked.
Yes, she did think so in her heart.
The boy spread his arms down weakly: "Hey, it happens every time. Everyone alienates me because of this. So, am I destined not to make any friends in this life?"
When he said this, the boy sniffed slightly and then raised his head. Although the corners of his eyes were a little red, there were no tears. It seemed that he was really sad and disappointed and had become a habit.
He spread his palms in front of Yan Yan and said, "Miss, now that I have fulfilled my promise, can you give me the candy?"
Yan Yan suddenly understood, and quickly took out the whole bag of candies from the ring, put them all in the boy's hand, then smiled and said: "Thank you."
The boy opened the candy bag, grabbed half of it, and returned the remaining half of the candy to Yan Yan: "We agreed that I would help you find your friends, and then send you out to exchange for this bag of candy, but now I
By only sending you away alone, half of the promise has been fulfilled, so the reward should also be half."
Yan Yan was a little surprised, then smiled and said: "No, just make friends. I still have these candies, you can keep them."
This child kept her promise, maybe she was overthinking it.