Angelica returns

Zhou Tingyu was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment, and said, "For the fairy head of Angelica in the legend?"

He Hexuan looked at him, with endless greed hidden in his scorching eyes, wishing to rub this person into his eyes. "Maybe, who knows."

"What kind of person is this Danggui Xianshou?" Zhou Tingyu met He Jihua's gaze, but the man dodged in a panic——

"Danggui Xianshou——" Why Huan immediately returned to his senses, but he couldn't help muttering, "Danggui Xianshou, that happened a long time ago...how would I know?"

At this moment, Zhou Tingyu couldn't help thinking of the portrait in the cellar of Litang, and frowned slightly, as if the blind spot in his head that had been neglected for a long time flashed past again, causing slight discomfort.

He took a deep breath, and said frankly: "Yihu, there is something I don't know whether to say or not. I just felt empty in my mind, and I wanted to dig, but I couldn't start. Is it because of the ecstasy?" "

After speaking, he was extremely looking forward to He Jihua's reaction.But he couldn't see why the fist hidden under the wide sleeve was clenched tighter.

Naturally, it will not be the effect of the eclipse of the gods. Every time you take a step closer to Danggui Mountain, the resonance between Danggui Mountain and Zhou Tingyu will be stronger. .

Just as He Huan was about to open his mouth to explain or cover up something, a gust of strong wind hit his head and smashed the remnants of the fire that had been burned down to just a few spots. Thinking about why the tip of the nose passes by, if it is a centimeter closer, why the face will be painted.

"Who set fire to the tree?!"

It was a female voice that was still immature but full of murderous intent, whistling along with the sound of the long whip hitting the ground.

"She can't beat me for sure." He Hua raised his eyebrows and smiled at Zhou Tingyu, "Finally, she's still a little girl."

"Be careful." After Zhou Tingyu finished speaking, he didn't even think about finding a hidden place to hide, and just watched the battle on the spot——

Seeing that He Huan leaned slightly to avoid the oncoming long whip, slid to the side of the girl, and quickly touched an acupuncture point on her back, the girl grunted in pain, and her reaction was quite alert , taking advantage of his height, he committed himself to get out from under the raised arm of He Zhihua, retreated to the safe zone, rubbed his back, twisted his face and shouted: "You sneak attack!"

Zhou Tingyu was interested in watching the fire from the other side, but just after two moves, the little girl choked on her face because she couldn't beat her lip service——

"Then we won't fight anymore." Why Zhao walked up to her to show her goodwill. She looked like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, long black hair mixed with colorful ropes and tied into braids, smartly dressed. The navy blue pleated skirt is at the age of youth. "Sit down and talk?"

The little girl reluctantly moved to the side of the fire she had extinguished. Although the defeat was obvious, she still had a look of disdain.

Zhou Tingyu has always felt that as a man, he should be gentle and demeanor when dealing with girls.

So she put on a good-looking face, smiled and put on a smile: "little sister, what's your name?"

She glanced at He Yihua, who was sitting still, and saw that he was staring at her as motionless as a mountain, swallowed secretly, and replied, "An Yan."

"Then sister Yan'er, where's your lord?" Zhou Tingyu's eyes were almost cracked with laughter, and he didn't know if it was fake or real.

Sister Yan'er looked at her elder brother in front of her like a stupid fool, very interesting, completely different from the serious and cold-faced man just now, but she was willing to answer a few more words, "My grandpa went to drink and told me to stay at home." Watch for a few days.

"Then suddenly he came here to seek revenge, not to chat, and frowned and turned his face: "My tree, what do you think should be done?"My grandpa asked me to watch it. It was safe and sound, but you burned it. Grandpa would be so mad when he found out, and I have no good fruit to eat. "

"When will your grandpa come back?" He Zhi asked.

An Yan glared at him instinctively, and was afraid that he would be too cruel to provoke her, so she quickly shifted her gaze to Zhou Tingyu, who seemed amiable, "I don't know, it may be three or two months at most, or seven or eight days at least."

"Yan'er, do you know where he went?" This time it was Zhou Tingyu who spoke.

"In the town on the other side of the mountain, I heard Grandpa mention it."

As soon as the words fell, why did he call out and slapped An Yan unconscious.

"What are you doing? I haven't finished asking yet!" Zhou Tingyu shouted angrily at his rudeness.

He Yihua casually closed his eyelids, lay down on the spot, and fell asleep, his tone of voice was sour, "If you don't make her dizzy, you two are chattering, can I still fall asleep?"

Zhou Tingyu: "..."

He He called: "At dawn, I went to find her grandpa."

"The geese are going too?"

He Zhihua turned over, lowered his voice, and took a long time to utter a word, "Go."

"Yi Huan, are you angry?" Zhou Tingyu leaned over and asked shamelessly.

"..."

"Oh, don't be angry." Zhou Tingyu rubbed his face coquettishly and flatteringly.

"..."

"Hey, fell asleep?"

"..."

"Oh, I fell asleep too."

After finishing speaking, he stuck to why he called and fell asleep all night.

If it wasn't for a reason, An Yan would have been willing to shake hands with the two elder brothers around him to make peace by boldly burning trees and kidnapping in disguise.

After all, a fourteen-year-old girl is very shallow-minded, and she herself has not suffered any substantial harm.

Secondly, Zhou Tingyu always talked to him with a smile, and his face was very kind. As for why he called him, although he was a little cold, he couldn't resist showing an attractive appearance.

An Yan has two interests, and finally decides to go to the town without arguing and throw this hot potato to her spooky grandfather—who told the owner of the tree to be in his hands?

An Yan kicked the stones all the way and walked in front. Zhou Tingyu saw that she was in a good mood, without any bitterness and hatred, so she whispered to He Yixuan: "Sister Yan'er doesn't know that there is a eclipse god buried in the burned tree?" Fragrant?"

Why did he just focus on the affectionate title of "Sister Yan'er" by accident, completely ignoring his question, just cleared his throat, followed by "Sister Immortal" last time, and disciplined: "Ting Yu, 'Rites are the way things are done'. Rituals are used to determine closeness, and you and An Yan have only known each other for a few hours, isn't it too... frivolous to call her like this?"

Originally, I wanted to be as tactful as possible to appear less stingy, but when the words came to my mouth, I couldn't vomit!

"Is there?" Zhou Tingyu glanced at An Yan's back, didn't feel that something was wrong, but then realized that He's vinegar scene had turned upside down again, and he could take the opportunity to tease him. He reached out and touched He Huan's shoulder and rubbed it twice, With watery eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back a smirk and he said: "Yi Huan, Huan'er brother, I've established a relationship with you, since you are all mine, I decided to call you like that from now on."

Why Calling Ming knew that he was trying to make a fool of himself, but his heart couldn't help but suddenly heat up, and he felt like his hands were not hands and feet, and he didn't know where to put them.

Just as he calmed down some of Zhou Tingyu's rambling hands, he bumped into An Yan's shocked face when he turned around—"You guys? What are you doing?"

At this time, the picture is very beautiful - Zhou Tingyu is almost glued to He Huan's body, with a rogue smile on his face, and his hands are particularly restless, He Huan is stuck in place like a stick, his cheeks are slightly red, but he does not refuse.

It's hard not to keep the onlookers' imaginations away.

After a second of stagnation in the air——Zhou Tingyu straightened himself up immediately, He He called him a few dry coughs, and his eyes drifted wildly, pretending to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

It was obviously very embarrassing, but the two of them acted as if nothing had happened at the same time - after all, the opposite was a pure little girl, who did too much and was indecent.

"I want to say, we'll be there after passing this hillside." An Yan, who was inexperienced in the world, was ignorant but not a fool, just seeing that the other party was pretending to be determined to turn over this page, so she didn't ask any more questions.

But the little girl had a solid misunderstanding in her heart - these two handsome guys?Absolutely tricky!

"Xiaoyan," Zhou Tingyu changed his words suddenly, his heart tightened when he heard it, "Is there anything special about the tree your grandfather planted?"

An Yan pondered for a while, "Except that the flowers bloom better, and Grandpa likes them, there is nothing special about them."

After speaking, she continued to move forward.

"Grandpa Xiaoyan hides quite deeply." Zhou Tingyu commented in a low voice as he followed him, thinking about it and becoming worried again, "What if her grandfather has long since escaped from the world and refuses to rescue him? Don't forget that we also burned him The tree that I grew up with was already very unreasonable."

"If her grandfather is dead-hearted and doesn't care about world affairs, he won't bury such things as incense. Don't worry, he doesn't say it, maybe he just doesn't want to add pressure to his granddaughter? After all, things like refining incense and poison Very useless."

"Yi Huan, did you work hard when you learned this skill? Did your master treat you well?" Zhou Tingyu drew inferences from one instance, and the quarrel fell on He Yi Huan.

"It's not hard, Master gave me a home, he treats me..." He Zhi lowered his eyes, "I can't repay him for his kindness to me."

"Here we are!" An Yan shouted in front of him.

He said it was a town, but the town objected. It was clearly a village a little bigger than a pea, and it wouldn't even be marked on the map.

There were only four or five thatched houses in total, and one in the middle set up a sackcloth tent at the door. Under the tent were a few pairs of wooden tables and stools scattered crookedly. On the table, the blush cheeks seemed to stick to the sallow face, and it seemed that he knew he was not lightly drunk.

"Grandpa!" An Yan rushed to her grandfather, shook his arm desperately, and shouted, "Wake up! Wake up! Your tree is burned!"

The old man’s name is An Zhibu, and he opened his weak eyes slightly with unrestrained interest, and saw through a gap that it was his granddaughter who disturbed his dream, and scolded him without anger: "Why are you making a fuss? What are you making a fuss about? My old arm It will be broken by your shaking!" Then, as if he had reacted to something, he sobered up instantly, and said in surprise: "...What? My tree? Was it burned??"

"They did it!" An Yan pointed to Zhou Tingyu and He Yihuan who were two steps away.

Good sister... It's really fast to shake the pot.