Heart Survey

Chapter 747 Mask Game
Jiang Wang sneaked back to the High Heaven Pavilion.

The whole process is very secretive.

He wore a mask on his face, and his body was tightly wrapped.

If he hadn't written a letter to Ye Qingyu in advance, he would have been kicked out by the guardian force of the High Heaven Pavilion, and there was no possibility of sneaking into the secret place.

Of course, Ye Qingyu gave him a rare look, and on the way to pick him up into Lingxiao's secret place, his face was cold.

Jiang Wang didn't know that Ye Qingyu once thought he was dead.

But he knows that the disappearance for no reason will inevitably cause relatives and friends to worry.

He is not the kind of person who is extremely egoistic, and does not feel that he deserves the infinite tolerance of his relatives and friends in his near-death.Especially since he didn't tell anyone about his actions from start to finish.

"Hey that..."

Jiang Wang tried to liven up the atmosphere, his voice was a little dull through the mask: "The scenery is so beautiful!"

Ye Qingyu led the way and did not respond.

There's really no good answer.

She has grown up here since she was a child, and all the plants and trees are too familiar. Do you still need Jiang Wang to tell me what the scenery is like?
"Fellow Daoist, please be careful, the steps ahead are very steep!" Jiang Wang took the initiative to care.

Ye Qingyu: ...

Everyone is a cultivator of the inner palace with supernatural powers. Am I going to be unable to walk even a step?
She said angrily: "you still think about how to explain it to An An later! She has been crying for several days!"

"Ah yes." Jiang Wang said with some guilt: "Yes, it should be explained."

Immediately, he brought some confidence again: "But I have already made preparations."

Co-authoring is only prepared to explain to Jiang Anan, right?The message to my Yunhe just said, "Fellow Daoist, come pick me up"?
Ye Qingyu's face became cold again, and he quickened his pace.

Jiang Wang had no idea what went wrong, so he could only keep up.

Considering Jiang Wang wanted to hide his whereabouts, Ye Qingyu deliberately took him down a secret path, avoiding the other disciples in the pavilion, and came to Jiang An'an's room.

At that time, Xiao An'an was waiting for the copybook, sitting upright at the desk, holding the brush in an orderly manner, and writing in a straight line-Jiang Wang bought too much for her at one time.

"An An!" Ye Qingyu showed a bright smile: "Look who is here!"

When Xiao Anan heard the sound, she turned around and recognized Jiang Wang next to Ye Qingyu at a glance, even though he was so tightly wrapped and cumbersome.

As soon as he pursed his lips, tears began to fall.

"The cutest Jiang An'an in the world, look what this is!" Jiang Wang hurried forward, flicked her calligraphy brush and ink, and conjured up dishes of delicious food.

There are golden paper pig trotters, crispy bamboo cakes, green woven noodles, Yunxiao cakes... and a can of steaming Yanbai soup.

"These are the New Year's gifts that my brother prepared for you. I bought them in Wei. The road is too far and I lost my way, so I'm late!"

After Kujue left, he thought about it and decided to turn back to the High Heaven Pavilion. No matter where he was going next, he had to have a good talk with An An.Her small heart is actually sensitive and fragile. If she just left silently like this, she would definitely be sad.

And after Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui failed in their pursuit this time, as long as he didn't kill Zhuang Guo, he would actually be very safe in the western border.A country lord and a country minister cannot do nothing all day long and just wait to kill him.

The country closest to the barren mountain where the monk Kujue beat him up was Wei.He made a special trip to Weiguo, asked a lot of local people, and carefully gathered a table of special food.

Getting along with Jiang An'an, the biggest weapon he has is eating.

Jiang An'an blinked, her long eyelashes clipped off a teardrop that had not yet fallen, like a streamer of broken jade.

Jiang Wang felt his hand being held by a soft little hand.

"Are you afraid when you get lost?" Jiang Anan looked at him and asked seriously.

Jiang Wang was stunned.

He just made up a reason casually, saying that he had lost his way.It is as ridiculous for a supernatural power inner palace cultivator to get lost, just as a supernatural power inner palace cultivator can walk erratically.

Probably only children would believe it.

Probably only Jiang Anan will always give him the purest care.

"Yes, a little bit." Jiang Wang reluctantly said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid in the future. When I get lost, I will find you!" Jiang Anan nodded, as if to emphasize his reliability.

Ye Qingyu said warmly: "I can testify that An An has been looking for several days. She is the best sister in the world!"

Jiang Wang has infinite tenderness in his heart, and under the cover of the mask, he can hide his fragility.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, let's eat together." He spread out the tableware to invite.

The softness on Ye Qingyu's face quickly disappeared, glanced at him, and said coldly, "I still have something to do, I'm leaving."

After all, he turned around and left.

Jiang An'an and Jiang Wang are completely different attitudes.

Jiang Wang was confused, and while helping Jiang An'an dismantle the golden paper pig's trotter, he asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Little Jiang Anan is really not a reliable puzzle solver, but he has no one else to ask at this time.

"I'm not happy." Jiang An'an was eating the glutinous and soft pig's trotters.

Jiang Wang helped her to remove all the bones, she only needed to deal with the smooth but not greasy flesh and soft tendons.

He said vaguely, "When you treat me badly, I will be unhappy."

"Alas." Jiang Wang sighed: "It seems that Pavilion Master Ye really doesn't care enough about his daughter. He is probably busy with pavilion affairs, so he can't treat you as well as I am. Unfortunately, he is an elder, so it is not convenient for me to say anything."

Jiang Anan glanced at him inexplicably, her mouth bulging: "Uncle Ye is very good to Sister Qingyu! She seems to be unhappy when she sees you?"

"Ah, is that so?" Jiang Wang realized it later.

Jiang Anan gulped down a sip of the hot soup and nodded her head: "Look, as soon as you speak, she will leave."

Jiang Wang absentmindedly fiddled with a piece of crispy bamboo cake, letting the fragrance roam around his nose.

"No, I didn't offend her?" he asked suspiciously.

"Then I don't know." Jiang Anan shrugged like a little adult, and took another big mouthful of Qingzhi noodles.

This noodle is made from the unique wind pepper wheat of Weiguo, which is blue in color, spicy and refreshing.

A flash of light flashed in Jiang Wang's mind.Suddenly it occurred to him that the Dao Yuanshi he owed Ye Qingyu had not been repaid.He has said many times that he will definitely repay the resources that High Heaven Pavilion has invested in Jiang An'an.But money is such a thing, spending too fast.In order to buy a squirrel box for An An, I almost emptied my family...

No wonder Ye Qingyu was in a bad mood!She must be afraid that she forgot to owe her debts, and she is too embarrassed to say it!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wang already understood and knew what to do.

Jiang An'an didn't know what his brother was thinking. While eating noodles, he looked at the cracker cake he was fiddling with: "Brother, do you want to eat this?"

"Oh, I've eaten it before, you can eat it." Jiang Wang handed her the bamboo cake.

Jiang Anan took it, took a bite, and asked, "Why are you still wearing a mask?"

Jiang Wang touched his nose.

If it was to hide his tracks, at this time in Jiang An'an's small room, he had no need to cover up.

But how could he be so embarrassed to let his sister see his blue nose and swollen face?
The old monk Kujue's hands were very damaged, not only did not cause real injury to Jiang Wang, but also left those bruises that could not be easily eliminated.

With Jiang Wang's current strength, it takes more effort and more time to solve the small tricks left by a real person in this world...

"I'm making a game."

Jiang Wang said very seriously: "Mask game. Whoever wears a mask for a long time is not allowed to take it off at any time. I plan to wear it for at least a month and win the first place!"

"what the hell."

Jiang Anan wrinkled her nose in disgust: "It doesn't sound like fun at all."

"All right……"

Jiang Wang sighed silently.

She must have been clamoring to play together before.

The child has grown up.

The cultivation base of coaxing the child seems to be unable to keep up.

(End of this chapter)