Zhang Shan lay on the roof, looking at the endless houses in front of him, unable to conceal the disappointment in his heart.

Saying "Who knows" seemed to waste all her efforts.

If the treasure is the secret of immortality, but he doesn't know whether the treasure is true or false, it has disturbed the Yuan Qing Dynasty. They have been fighting for so long, just for a dream as illusory as the Penglai Fairy Island? So many people were sacrificed, but only in exchange for "who knows"!

Although I don’t know if he is lying, it is still very funny.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Shan finally sighed.

At this point, even if the system extinguished her hope, she didn't want to give up halfway and had to go find it herself.

Bai Yuan can't go there anymore, there is no news from Tianji Pavilion, and he doesn't know much about the situation of the Tang family, let alone the Su family.

Zhang Shan scratched her head and swung her tail from side to side, slapping it on the tiles. She grabbed a handful of cat hair and was startled.

Is she going bald?

No no no! Prepare the spiritual spring water.

Under the eaves, Yang Yanxi was practicing swordplay in the yard. His moves were as slow as running water and yet powerful and sharp. Lu Fenglin raised his sword to block. The opponent's speed became faster and faster. The stronger the attack, the harder it was to block. However, Yang Yanxi's internal strength was not strong and he was not strong enough. , he is 70-80% sure that he can block it.

After fighting for a long time, Yang Yanxi was still defeated by a sword stabbed in the neck.

Lu Fenglin sheathed his sword and said: "Sir, take a break!"

"Come again!"

Yang Yanxi gritted his teeth and insisted, then charged forward with his sword, and the two of them struggled again.

Not far away, Chu Da leaned under the apricot tree, watching the two people in a daze, taking a sip from time to time. Smoke curled up over the yard, and the fiery sunset gradually sank on the horizon.

It was early in the morning again. Zhang Shan was still having dinner with Zhou. The big chicken leg in his hand was shiny and full of oil, dripping with oil and filled with fragrance. Just when he was about to put it into his mouth, there was a shaking, and the picture suddenly disappeared. Zhang Shan opened his eyes. , staring at Yang Yanxi in front of him.

You better have a reasonable explanation!

Yang Yanxi whispered: "Yan Sen is here."

What does Yan Sen want to do with her?

"He wants to ask Master to save his elder brother."

Zhang Shan's sleepiness dissipated, and after thinking for a while, he decided to go take a look.

When I came outside the main room, I saw a slightly thin young man wearing a plum blossom pattern gauze robe sitting upright. Next to him was a man with a face similar to that of the young man, with a few strands of white hair in his black hair. His face was withered, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was wrinkled. He frowned, as if he was enduring something.

Seeing his master coming, Yan Sen stood up, bowed his hands towards Yang Yanxi with a solemn expression, and said.

"Little brother Yang!"

Yang Yanxi returned the greeting, "Master Yan."

"Little brother Yang, just call me Yan Sen. This is my eldest brother, Yan Shuo. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you today."

Yan Shuo bowed to Yang Yanxi and said calmly, "Little brother Yang!"

"Brother Yan Shuo!" Yang Yanxi smiled at Yan Sen and said, "Brother Yan Sen is too polite. I haven't thanked you for helping Yan Xi at the Yizhou auction!"

When Yan Sen saw him mentioning this matter, he knew that he was a grateful person. He was slightly relieved and said, "Little brother Yang, what are you talking about? Even without me, Changmei can't do anything to you! I feel ashamed to say it, but that's just It’s just a grudge between us.”

"Little brother Yang, my eldest brother was poisoned by Five Poisons, and his Dantian was destroyed by Taoist Chang Mei. I came here today to ask Penglai Yao Lao to cure my eldest brother. No matter what the price, I, Yan Sen, am willing to do it. Take it, I hope little brother Yang can help me!"

Yan Shuo took a step forward and crossed Yan Sen. His withered face was calm and his voice was firm and strong, "If Penglai Yao Lao is willing to rescue me, no matter what the result is, Yan Shuo will definitely repay him for his great kindness."

Yang Yanxi's eyes lingered on Yan Shuo's face for a moment, and he said: "Yanxi understands the purpose of your visit. Yanxi will inform the master about this, and you can come back in three days."

Since the auction, this was the first time that Yang Yanxi had accepted the matter and asked people to come back later. Yan Sen looked a little excited, which showed that his elder brother's disease still had a chance to be cured. He immediately said: "Okay! Three We’ll come back later.”

After sending away the two brothers Yan Shuo, Yang Yanxi started practicing swordsmanship in the yard again. He had been practicing particularly hard these days. He didn't know what stimulation he had received. Zhang Shan had been thinking about the treasure and was not in the mood to pay attention to him.

That night, Zhang Shan was practicing calligraphy with Yang Yanxi. The more he looked at the characters, the more he felt confused. The moment his eyes were about to close, he heard Yang Yanxi cry out softly.

"Master."

"Huh?" Zhang Shan responded, tried to open his eyes, shook his head, looked at the calm face, and said, "What's wrong?"

Yang Yanxi glanced at Zhang Shan, then turned around and continued writing. The yellow light reflected on his face could not erase the young man's coldness and indifference.

"It's nothing, I just want to call you." Yang Yanxi said calmly.

Zhang Shan looked at him for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Our creek has grown taller!"

The boy in front of me is 1.5 meters tall! Prismatic face, fair skin, slender eyebrows, dark and deep eyes, straight nose, lips that are neither thin nor thick, delicate and handsome.

Drinking Lingquan water and goat milk is not in vain, bone soup, fish soup, mutton soup and chicken soup are not in vain, you must continue to persevere!

Zhang Shan's old face was pleased that the child he raised was doing well, and he immediately took out a bottle of goat's milk.

“Take more supplements and grow taller!”

Yang Yanxi glanced at it, picked it up and drank it in several sips.

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