Snower

"But I have clearly checked Ah Yin's Dan Yuan..." Mian Zhi was startled, and then suddenly remembered what Fang Cai Zhiyu said, what kind of cake Jian Yin took out that day, one piece could increase his cultivation level by ten years, and he was a little dazed for a moment .

"The silver-cut pill is now sealed by Wu Nian's blood. Otherwise, do you think that the lotus seal made by your little cultivation can resist the dragon soul beads for so many years?" Yaoguang laughed.

Mian Zhi's face became hot when he heard it, and he said in a bad mood: "Wu Nian's heartache is so powerful, why did the Jiaohun Orb collide with Ah Yin's Dan Yuan?" The reason for protection.

"This is the second thing I want to tell you." Yaoguang frowned and said, "I suspect that someone tampered with Jianyin at that time."

"What do you mean?" Mian Zhi was startled.

"Someone put a curse on Jianyin, making him unable to refine the Flood Soul Orb, so he lost his mind and bit Wunian."

Mian Zhi immediately shook her head: "But I have treated Ah Yin for so long, and I have never found any charms in his body."

"This is the brilliance of this spell. At first, the spell was used to activate the Jiaohun Orb and hit the silver-cut Dan Yuan; after the year of the fog gave birth to the inner demon, even without this spell, the Jiaohun Orb would not be able to be destroyed. Refining." Yao Guang said, "When I rescued Jian Yin last time, I vaguely sensed a ray of spiritual power in his body that didn't belong to him, but it disappeared before I could detect it."

Mian Zhi frowned, and after thinking for a moment, said: "You say that, but you already have someone to suspect?"

"Although there is no evidence, at that time, the only person who could get in touch with Yinjian was probably the servant of the Mist Year, Yi Xing."

Mianzhi thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Probably not. I heard from Ayin that Yixing and him have always been friends, and before he ate the Jiaohun Orb, he was sent out of the palace by Wu Nian due to illness."

"Then I don't know." Yaoguang slightly nodded, "But compared to this, I have a suggestion."

Mianzhi glanced at Yaoguang, then heard him say again: "You should remove the lotus stamp on Jianyin's body."

"What..." Mian Zhi was taken aback, and immediately jumped up, "Are you crazy?"

There was no half-joking expression on Yaoguang's face: "I also said just now that it is the heart and soul of the Dragon God that really suppresses the Flood Soul Orb, and your lotus seal is just to dispel the restlessness in Jianyin's body, it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. "

"How do you know that the painstaking effort will definitely be able to suppress the Flood Soul Orb!", Mian Zhi gritted his teeth, "I will never let Ah Yin take any risks."

Yaoguang's complexion became colder, and he said in a deep voice: "Then what are you going to do? There is not much left in the seal of Lian, right? Will you use half of your body to form a seal for him? How much cultivation do you think you have? It can go on like this!"

Mianzhi's complexion turned pale from the questioning.

Yaoguang was silent for a moment, took a step forward and looked down at Mianzhi, then lowered his voice: "Jianyin was injured at that time, because the talisman stimulated the Jiaohun Pearl to move. Now that the talisman is scattered, although it is still unable to do so because of the inner demon of the Mist Year Refining, but it will not collide with the alchemy like that again. Besides, now that the two get along day and night, with the true energy of the Dragon God from the foggy year infiltrated, and the heart blood pressure suppressed, there will never be any problems."

Mian Zhi took a step back uncomfortably, and said bluntly, "Then tell me, what will happen if you undo the seal of Lian Hui."

"Understood, Jianyin will instinctively yearn for the Year of the Fog." The fluttering light stopped, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she winked at Mianzhi with an ambiguous expression.

Mian Zhi was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood the meaning of Yaoguang, her eyes widened, and she almost missed the answer: "You, you, you..."

"This is the fastest way to deepen the bond between the two of you." Looking at the blushing little face in front of him, Yaoguang couldn't help thinking badly, and leaned close to Mianzhi's ear and blew, "Why don't we try it too?"

Like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, Mian Zhi jumped a step away and shouted, "Get out of here——"

Yaoguang couldn't help laughing out loud, and was beaten and kicked by Mian Zhi to vent his anger before he gave up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I have business over there, so I can't accompany you any longer."

The expression of guilt and regret really seemed like Mian Zhi was entangled with him and refused to let him go, Mian Zhi was so angry that he roared again: "Get out!"

This time Yaoguang really left obediently, leaning against the door and looking back, showing a somewhat charming smile: "Don't forget what I said."

"I'll think about it again." Mian Zhi refused to look at him, and said stiffly.

Jianyin was drowsy with her pillow on Fog Nian's lap.

After coming back, Wu Nian wanted to paint, but Jian Yin felt that it would involve the injury on his shoulder, so he was reluctant.

"I hurt my left shoulder, not my right hand." Wu Nian said.

Jian Yin pouted and shook his head, Wu Nian had no choice but to give up, put down his pen, and sat by the small desk to read him from the scriptures.

The voice was deep and unhurried, and Jian Yin only remembered the story of a rabbit spirit repaying a favor to mortals, so he was a little half-dream and half-awake, with his little head dozing off on Fog Year's lap.

Wu Nian looked amused, put down the script lightly, and was just about to hug the dazed Jian Yin to bed, when there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Dissatisfied that the visitor interrupted Jianyin's rest, Wu Nian went to open the door with a sullen expression, and confused the cotton branches outside the door: "Uh... I just came to ask Ah Yin if you want to come over for dinner tonight."

Wu Nian was about to decline immediately, but Jian Yin in the house woke up at some point and agreed without hesitation.

He was not asleep at all, thinking that it would be inconvenient to cook in the foggy year, so he was happy to eat, and then he woke up a little bit and got up to help the next door, leaving the foggy year alone in the room with a notebook and bored .

He said he was going to help, but as soon as he entered the house, Jian Yin looked around and began to search around.

"Ayin, what are you looking for?" Mian Zhi asked.

"I remember that you have a lot of medicinal materials here. I'll take them to Dr. Wu Nian's shoulder." Jian Yin turned around with a distressed face, and gestured with his hand, "It's such a big bruise!"

"Human shoulders are not that big at all." Mian Zhi rolled her eyes, ignoring Jian Yin's alarmist words, "Besides, I have some rare medicines here, which are used to nourish your body! It would be too much to use it for him..." He changed his words under Jian Yin's slightly dissatisfied gaze, "It may not be effective for mortals."

"Then I'll go to the pharmacy in the town tomorrow to have a look." In terms of medical skills, Jianyin still admires Mianzhi, and after hearing this, he finally gave up on wasting medicinal materials, obediently returned to the stove, and started to deal with it like Mianzhi Ingredients.

While peeling the bamboo shoot shells, Mianzhi was absent-mindedly thinking about what Yaoguang told him just now.

Catastrophe, flood, these things must not let Jian Yin know.He is too aware of his petty temper, if Jianyin knows that this catastrophe is related to Liming common people, he will definitely jump into Qingze and sacrifice himself immediately.

He doesn't care about the bullshit of the world, he only wants the people he cares about to live safely and smoothly!

But really, do you want to do that...

Mianzhi quietly glanced at Jianyin who was carefully peeling the bamboo shoots, feeling a little thumping in her heart.

Ah Yin, he should be willing, after all, he likes the year of the fog so much.But that kind of thing... ah, why should he worry about other people's things!

While thinking about it, Mian Zhi's hand movements became more and more chaotic.When he came back to his senses, a good bamboo shoot had been stripped beyond recognition, and even Qian Yin, who was still painting gourds, was holding a horrible bamboo shoot in a daze.

Mianzhi was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Ayin, go light the fire first! I'll be fine here."

Jian Yinben is not good at cooking these things either, so he nodded and obediently went to the side to light the stove.

Mianzhi looked at Jianyin's back, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, quietly formed a series of complicated seals with his hands, injected spiritual power, and punched Jianyin from the air.

Jian Yin was squatting by the stove holding a cattail fan to drum up the fire, when suddenly he felt someone hit him hard on the back, his whole body shook, and he almost fell into the pile of firewood.He managed to stabilize himself, stood up and said angrily, "A Mian, what are you doing!"

Looking back, she saw Mian Zhi was standing a foot away from him, looking at him blankly: "Huh?"

Jian Yin was also a little confused for a moment: "Didn't you hit me just now..."

"I'm going to beat you for what you're doing."

Jian Yin didn't hear the guilty conscience in Mian Zhi's tone, but felt confused: "It's strange, I just felt that someone slapped me and almost fell..." Could it be that he didn't stand firmly?

"Oh, sometimes it's like this when you grow up." The old Chinese doctor Mianzhi began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

Jianyin, on the other hand, recognized this statement very much, and immediately became happy without doubting him: "It's time to grow! After the Chinese New Year, I will be one year older." I didn't see Mianzhi behind me at all, feeling guilty and confused. He shook his head amusedly.

When Jian Yin went back to call Wu Nian, he was still sitting by the desk, looking at the script without saying a word, looking not very interested.

"Don't look! Go and eat." Jian Yin stood at the door and said, but Wu Nian just raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The Year of the Fog is indeed in a bad mood.When he came back in the afternoon, Jian Yin didn't let him paint or prepare meals. It was just a small injury on his shoulder, but he seemed to be treated as someone who was seriously ill.Originally, it would be good for the two of them to read the script together, but this little fairy just ran away halfway.

What made him even more annoyed was that knowing that Jian Yin had gone to the next door and had only been away for an hour at most, he began to faintly feel restless.Obviously, he has been here alone for the past 20 years, but today's room is so quiet that he feels a little stuffy.

But he couldn't save his face and went to the next door to find someone, so he sat here alone and sulked, cursing the little goblin for being capricious. One second he was crying and acting like a baby in his arms, and the next second he left him and ran away alone. Gone.

But when he thought about it carefully, Jian Yin did all this for his own good, and then he was ashamed and startled that he was a bit unreasonable, and he was unknowingly influenced by this little fairy, so he became more and more entangled... In short, The taste, only he himself knows.

Jian Yin didn't know what happened to Wu Nian, maybe he was unhappy being alone, but he wanted to be coaxed anyway, so he approached and took out the script book that Wu Nian was holding, took his hand and shook it, and said softly : "Let's go, I made special dishes."

The word "specially" was very helpful to Wu Nian's ears, so he stopped being awkward and let Jian Yin drag him away.