After Yan Yan finished speaking, he squinted his eyes at Xing Yutang, with his eyes meaning: So you are such a young city lord.
Xing Yutang frowned, and the usual cold and hard expression she looked at was a little unnatural: "I didn't mean it."
After saying that, he saw Yan Yan's cunning smile like a fox in his eyes, and then he realized that he was fooled by this girl.
Xing Yutang frowned tightly: "That child has never finished telling that story."
After saying that, Xing Yutang took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Yan Yan's eyes: "Does the two questions left by the girl to He Ji have to do with the story that the tea shop has not finished?"
Yan Yan raised half of her eyebrows, and looked at Xing Yutang with confusion: "Oh, that story that has not been finished, what's wrong with that story? It's no big deal to not finish it. I already knew the ending of that story."
I already knew the ending of that story...
When he finished speaking, Yan Yan saw the surprise in Xing Yutang's eyes without any suspense.
The corners of his lips were pulled away, Yan Yan looked light, and he pushed open the door and stepped into his room.
Leave Xing Yutang alone standing on the corridor.
He quietly looked at the door that had been closed in Yan Yan's room, and a woman in the painting appeared in his mind again.
It looks really similar to the woman in the painting!
It's not appearance, it's temperament.
Xing Yutang's expression was a little stunned, his eyes wandered, as if he had returned to his long childhood.
Close the door, Yan Yan released his spiritual sense and noticed that Xing Yutang stood alone in the corridor outside for a while before returning to his room.
Yan Yan did not move. She did not open her defense until the other party had returned to the room, completely isolated the sound in the room from the outside world, summoned the tonba to guard the room, and flashed into the Sumeru realm.
As soon as I entered the Sumeru realm, the sound of reading aloud came to my ears.
Yan Yan turned around and looked over.
On the hillside, Lieshanding was sitting on the green grass and studying with a group of small sluts, pulling the duck's throat.
Aji directed the adult squad to be busy in the plastic workshop.
Beside him, there were several adult trunks spreading out a few large rolls of paper similar to drawings, and were discussing with him about the new factory preparation.
On the side of the hillside where the little ones were studying, the adult females were talking and laughing to take care of the medicine field...
Compared with the treacherous Hundu Town where they are in, the Sumeru Realm is simply a paradise.
Yan Yan took a deep breath and felt refreshed when she came in.
Canghua is still leaning against the old magnolia tree to cook tea and read books.
Jumping onto the niche, Yan Yan sat down opposite the tea table.
I poured out the remaining tea in the pot and put it in new tea. I opened the damper of the small red mud stove, boiled it in water, and then went to the tea mill to buy it...
Yan Yan did the entire process of cooking tea, calmly and quietly.
Although boiling water and making tea can be done using spiritual energy, it is easy to save trouble and convenient.
But Canghua said that relying on spiritual energy in everything will lose the joy of many things themselves.
Only by doing it with your own hands can you show the taste, especially elegant things.
Just like cooking tea.
At first glance, this sentence sounds a bit Zen-like. In fact, Yan Yan thinks that the reason why Canghua has this idea is that his life is too long and his life is too boring.
However, the tea story was originally Yan Yan's favorite, and she really liked it.
After making tea, Yan Yan put the cup in front of Canghua, Canghua put down the book.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the tea in the cup, then raised his eyes to look at her: "But I can see clearly, when will I take action?"
Yan Yan frowned: "This monster is interesting. It uses monster techniques to give everyone annotations. Although it is a killer of human life, it is also appropriate. This monster is rarely smart!"
After experiencing last night, Yan Yan rarely admired a demon.
The grass, maggots that grew on humans, and the bird she hadn't seen all appeared so appropriately, and this monster seemed to be able to penetrate the hearts of the people.
This is not easy, and no one can understand people's hearts, let alone monsters.
Yan Yan really admired this monster a little.
Canghua twisted the cup and his eyes were light: "It's not necessarily that this thing is so smart, it's just that its ability is different from other monsters, it's because you think too much."
Yan Yan was a little dissatisfied, put down the cup and took out a small cloth bag and a small porcelain bottle from the ring.
"Last night I asked you in the night fog wilderness, you ignored me, don't you know if you couldn't hear me, or if you heard me, I brought these two things and asked in person!
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I don’t know if it was because Canghua didn’t respond last night, or when Canghua just said that she was “thinking too much”, she had a little contempt in her tone, and Yan Yan’s expression and tone were a little angry.
Canghua looked at her and placed the teacup that he had drunk half a cup on the coffee table, and his eyes fell on the skull-eating grass and heart-eating maggots brought back by Yan Yan.
The storage bags and small porcelain bottles used by Yan Yan were filled with spiritual energy. She was also a space power, so she could turn the time of these small storage devices slowly, and the grass and maggots stored in it were alive.
Even the dew on the tip of the grass is still there.
When Yan Yan took out the thing, Sisi walked out of its small attic.
Seeing Yan Yan sitting opposite Canghua, Sisi thought for a while, and suddenly stretched out one hand, reached into the room from the window, took a new tea towel from the embroidery rack, twisted her waist and swayed her hips toward her
The niche walked over.
At this moment, Yan Yan and Cang Hua were looking at the watery grass and the white and fat insects in front of them.
When Sisi came over, neither of them looked up.
Sisi glanced at the two of them and sat down next to Yan Yan.
It skillfully replaced the tea towel on the small table. The newly laid tea towel was dark green. Two lotus leaves and a half-open purse were embroidered with gold thread on the top.
Then Sisi also looked at the grass and insects in front of her.
After looking at it for a while, it did not say anything in front of it, and whispered: "I heard that the child said this is called the skull-eating grass. Looking at the situation last night, this grass grew in the human mind, and it seemed that it was really sucking.
How could such a vicious grass be like the human brain marrow grows!”
After saying that, Sisi looked up at Canghua: "The Emperor is in charge of the power of wood, so such evil plants should be taken away."
Yan Yan looked at Canghua: "Is there really a Cordyceps that can distinguish good and evil? How could such a magical grass be a monster?"
Yan Yan's tone was questioned.
Listening to Sisi's tone, they all saw the situation in the night fog and wilderness last night.
So Canghua deliberately ignored her.
Yan Yan was a little annoyed to him.
Canghua looked at Yan Yan with a clear and simple eyes, and his tone was calm: "Mist is not fog, but elephant is not elephant. If you only try to find that thing based on what you see in your eyes, you may suffer a great loss."
After saying that, Canghua's eyes turned back to the skull-eating grass and heart-eating maggots in front of him: "How can a monster be so familiar with human emotions and six desires? This grass is not a real grass, and insects are not a real insect. The so-called "appearance is from the heart."
Life', death is also born from the heart."
Canghua's words were like enlightenment. A ray of Qingming flashed through Yan Yan's spiritual platform, as if a closed door was pushed open.