I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

"Have you made up your mind?"

Ye Heng crossed his arms and stared at Du Qiyan who was sitting on the chair.

"Think it over!" Du Qiyan nodded vigorously, "When I return to Beijing, I will go to Yuelao Temple as a temple blessing!"

"Oh? What's the reason?"

Du Qiyan smiled shyly and lowered his head: "There is a girl with very fair skin over there..."

"Tch, so it was to see the girl." Ye Heng smiled and shook his head lightly, "Your ambition is really ambitious."

"What do you mean just to see girls!" Du Qiyan corrected him with his eyes wide open, "I don't watch every girl! I only watch Xiaoling!"

Ye Heng quickly suppressed his smile: "Understood, it's about looking at your sweetheart, it's not ashamed. Does that person like you?"

Du Qiyan twitched again miraculously, looked into his eyes and nodded: "Her grandfather is the incumbent. He is getting old and can't do what he wants recently. I'll help. She also makes a portion for me when she delivers meals every day. There are two pieces in it." Fried fish—she's good at fishing, and it's delicious to cook!"

Ordinary people also open meat during the holidays, so that he can eat fish, which shows that they really take him to heart.Ye Heng felt that this was quite good, so he asked, "How old is Xiao Ling?"

"It's almost sixteen." Du Qiyan grinned, "I can propose marriage in autumn."

"Okay, then let's get back from this experience, and I'll give you some silver taels. When you get married, you can do it decently, and don't make the bride feel wronged."

Having agreed on Du Qiyan's stay or stay, Ye Heng asked Zhao Cai to prepare his luggage, and he had a showdown with Bai Long.

"That's the way it is. During this period of time, you can find a way to build another magic weapon to resist thunder disaster. I will also ask for you during this trip. You can continue to practice in your room at night. I told Zhaocai, I won’t come in if there’s nothing wrong, come here as you feel comfortable.”

He spoke very naturally, as if everything was so logical, but to Bailong it was a bolt from the blue: "Take off such a big matter, why did you report it without discussing it with me?"

"Because you hope to be Jackie Chan very much, and I don't want to take away your hope." Ye Heng held his face in his hands, and gently stroked his cheek with his thumb, like stroking a piece of luxurious silk.

Bailong was not bewitched by him, grabbed both of his hands, squeezed his wrist and said: "You didn't take that away, I wanted it willingly! Also, I don't care if I become a dragon or not, Jiuchongtian If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't care to go!"

Immediately there were tears in his eyes: "But if you cut off the god, I will only look for you life after life, have you ever thought about it?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Heng's eyes.He knew that Bailong loved him very much, so he never told him about it lightly, but he never thought that Bailong was more excited than he imagined.Because sometimes, he couldn't help but think of Bai Long as a half-hearted child, just like when the two first met in the past.And Bailong has such a deep affection for him, which really makes him happy, and he can't help feeling that time flies, Bailong has changed several times, and he is more like an "adult".

"Of course I've thought about it, listen to me slowly." Ye Heng moved towards him, his tone soft and light, "If you don't believe me, just take the key in my bag and open the dressing table That golden locket that lay down there."

Bai Long glanced at him, as if he was afraid that he would lie, and refused to take the key to go into his room: "Just tell me, what have you prepared?"

"A practice note." Ye Heng pursed his lips, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks, "It's no big deal that I can practice again after cutting off the divine borrowing. While my memory is still there, I will write down the method I have already written it down, and I have tried to do some of them, but because the time of cultivating immortals in the past is too long, I don’t know if some things can be done today, so I asked Du Qiyan to take me to find his master, even if he Master doesn’t know, but he can always point me in a better direction.”

Seeing that Bailong's expression gradually softened, he said while the iron was hot: "And you, I've thought about it too. Jackie Chan is better than being a dragon. Once you become a dragon, there will always be people who will regard you as a monster. Whether you are It is always uncomfortable to return to the sea or stay in the human world. If you become a dragon, no matter if you become a dragon god or go to other places, you will receive more respect and less malice. Wouldn’t it be more free? ? If we are together, there will be fewer obstacles?"

Bailong thought for a while, and finally nodded in approval: "Okay, how long are you going? I don't want to be separated from you for too long, and the store still needs you."

"How long it will take depends on Du Qiyan. I'm not sure, but what I can assure you is that it won't exceed nine months." Ye Heng raised his hand and pinched his face, and smiled, "I'll take it with me. Follow the carrier pigeon, if there is any progress, I will send a letter to you. If you miss me, you can also write to me first, whether you report the things in the store or write to me about the affair, I will read it carefully and then give it to you. You came back."

"What letter? That's called a family letter. I'm your family member now." Bailong pointed out his mistake with a frown, and grabbed his hand again, "Also, don't pinch people's faces like him."

Seeing his depressed appearance, Ye Heng couldn't help laughing: "But your face is really easy to pinch..." After laughing, he teased: "Why don't you pinch your face instead of pinching your chest muscles? "

"Okay, I don't care." Bai Long straightened his chest, took his hand and covered his chest, "However, it's a courtesy, I'll squeeze yours too."

After he finished speaking, he took it out of Ye Heng's heart, and Ye Heng immediately yelled: "Ah, I don't have it again! Oh..."

After rejoicing and quarreling, and being so intimate that the two of them were satisfied, Bailong refilled the ten rings on his fingers with mana, and made him arm rings and ankle rings of the same style, wishing that he would be fully armed. good.Of course, in the end he gave up on Ye Heng's stop and sent him to the ferry the next day.

Watching his little leaf leave Beijing by boat, Bailong used magic to push the boat for a while without leaving any traces - the faster the boat goes, the sooner his little leaf will reach the destination and return sooner.

Galloping back to the shop, Bailong took care of the shop together with Jinbao according to Ye Heng's instructions. At night, as usual, he returned to Ye Heng's bedroom, first read the book Ye Heng told him to read, and then started Practice all night.

Occasionally, on rainy days, the business in the store was deserted, so he took advantage of the lack of people on the street to go to the river, dive back into the sea, collect new lightning protection materials, and ask his tribe to make another lightning protection magic weapon for him.

More than ten days later, he received a letter from Ye Heng. Because it was tied to the pigeon's leg, the letter paper was very small, and it was written in small print that he had arrived at a certain place. It was delicious, and Xiao Er was also very enthusiastic.Ask yourself how well you have cultivated?Are you having a good time?Is everything okay in the store and so on.

Bai Long decided to write a long letter to answer these questions, but as soon as he picked up the pen, he discovered a problem—he seemed to have never tried to write a long paragraph of text!

It's not that he can't write at all. He used to write on the sand with a branch before, but that was a long time ago. With a brush in his hand, can he really write a letter?

He tried it, but he gave up after writing dozens of sloppy characters. Instead, he opened the book and used magic to engrave the characters he wanted onto the letter paper with ink.

This way of writing is fast, but it is not easy to find words, so there is no longer a long story, and I only collected two pages in an hour, half of which were about how much I miss Xiao Yezi, so I wrote less about the store Yes, because I was afraid of delaying the time, the carrier pigeon sent the letter home late.

Sure enough, in the next letter he received, his little leaf reminded him tactfully: "If you want to write more, you should give the letter to the caravan. The two pieces of paper you wrote last time, After the pigeon came back, it was so tired that it refused to move."

After Bailong saw this, he suddenly became enlightened.Since he has to bother the caravan, he takes pains to memorize two notes every day, and in the end he can make a book and hand it over. This way, he writes a lot and only costs a sum of money——After these months of being in the shop, he has already Knows how to save money.

He said to do it, and when he came home in the evening, he was not in a hurry to eat, so he spread the rice paper and practiced calligraphy first.He didn't move his chopsticks until he was almost done practicing.

After dinner, he handed over the bowls and chopsticks to Zhaocai, and he planned to transcribe the words on the letter paper according to the previous practice.Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the bedroom door at this time.

He put down his pen, covered the calligraphy he was practicing with a book, and raised his head, "What's the matter?"

The voice of the door came in through the door: "Brother Jiang, there is a big brother outside the door who claims to be your elder brother. Because it is raining heavily outside, I saw that he looks very similar to you, so I invited him to the flower hall. You Shall we go and have a look, or invite him to the house?"

Bailong knew who it was as soon as he heard it, and his face sank immediately, because Linxiu would not find him easily, and since he found him, he would not give him a chance to refuse: "Got it, you bring him here!"