The sky is warm and the scenery is pleasant.

On the ancient Gongyue Bridge that has been corroded by time, the two walked silently.

Qin Yang walked very slowly, and the girl walked very slowly, maybe it was intentional, or intentional, the two of them were surprisingly consistent, as if they had become a painting, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

"first……"

Xia Lan raised her head, looked at the only cloud in the sky, and murmured.

"What?"

Qin Yang turned his head and looked at her.

Perhaps it is the refraction of the sunlight that you can clearly see the tiny fluff on the girl's face and the water color in the eyes.

"The first time I went shopping with you."

Xia Lan smiled, gently pulled the hair scattered on her forehead to the back of her head, and said bitterly: "It's a pity that it's different from what I thought. I thought I should be very happy and happy. But... I felt very calm in my heart, and even a little sad."

"Actually, I'm very happy, after all, there are beautiful women to accompany me."

Qin Yang said with a smile.

Xia Lan shook her head with a wry smile, stopped in the middle of the bridge, and looked at the willow catkins falling from the river.

The leaves fall into the water, rippling with ripples, just like the girl's thoughts.

After a long time, her red lips slightly opened and she murmured: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people who are watching the scenery look at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams."

The poem is beautiful, the girl's voice is beautiful, and the girl is beautiful.

But...the emotions are not beautiful.

Qin Yang felt the girl’s inner abnormality, but he didn’t know how to ask. Maybe sometimes things would be more troublesome if he asked.

After a while, the girl sighed slightly and whispered: "Go back."

"Don't you go around for a while?"

Qin Yang looked at her in confusion.

"No need, you go back first." The girl shook her head gently, her voice was a little more indifferent and alienated than before.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why do I send you to the security check?"

He keenly felt something was wrong with Xia Lan today, but he didn't know what happened to the girl, and he didn't want to ask. After all, the girl's attitude had already been told, and it would be useless if you asked.

"You go back first."

Xia Lan said it again.

After looking at the girl's indifferent eyes, Qin Yang was silent for a moment, nodded, and turned around and left.

"etc."

After walking a few steps, the girl's voice came from behind.

Qin Yang stopped and turned around.

Xia Lan walked up to him and stared at him in a daze, with soft waves in her beautiful eyes.

After pausing for a few seconds, she reached out to tidy up Qin Yang's collar, then took out two tissues, squatted down, and carefully wiped the dust on the other party's shoes.

Passers-by around looked at them strangely, some were puzzled, some were envious or jealous.

After wiping the shoes clean, Xia Lan stood up and said lightly: "Let's go, Mr. Qin."

"Thanks."

Qin Yang patted the girl on the shoulder, turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

On the bridge, Xia Lan is still standing, like a lotus of water, blooming quietly in this noisy and lively street.

I don’t know when there was another person behind her.

She is a gray-haired old woman wearing a green robe and is thin, but her face is hazy. Even if you stand in front of you, you will feel a cloud of mist on her face and you can't see clearly.

She was leaning on a cane in her hand. At the top of the cane, a small cauldron was hanging with elixirs inside.

What's strange is that the cauldron is still burning and the pills are still melting. The fragrance of pills is wafting out, causing several fish on the lake to jump up from the water. Even if the sense of smell cannot be heard from the water, they seem to be able to feel the temptation of the pills.

Alchemist, a mysterious profession that is almost extinct in the ancient martial arts world!

"Master."

Xia Lan nodded slightly.

"Have you got the answer?" the old woman asked in a hoarse voice.

“Get it.”

"Then have you figured it out?"

"Think it clearly."

"Let's go."

"yes."

“…”

Every question and answer is very short, but it seems to contain a special agreement.

The old woman turned her crutch and walked slowly towards another direction. Xia Lan followed behind, lowering her head and silently.

Gradually, the two disappeared at the end of the road.

——

Villa, in the little girl's room.

Ning Feier, Yun Qing and others were guarding the house, looking at the little girl on the bed without blinking.

At this moment, half of the third elder's body had been pulled out, and she was still cursing, but the black air on her body was passing by at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Let me go!"

"You bastards, if this elder can go out, he will definitely turn you into mummies!!"

"Did you hear it! Where is that boy, I want to drink ****'s blood!!"

“…”

"Stop quarrel!"

Ning Feier waited for her in disgust and said coldly: "If I had known today, why would you have to be there? You even wanted to suck the soul of a four-year-old girl, you are still human. By the way, you are not a human being, you are just a garbage!!"

"Damn it, I will definitely peel your skin alive when I go out!"

The third elder said in a fierce voice.

"Let's talk about it when you can come out."

Ning Feier snorted coldly and ignored her.

After thinking about it, she said to Yun Xiuyao: "You go and cook some porridge, and your daughter wakes up and feeds her something. After all, she has been hungry for so many days, and it is not enough to maintain glucosaccharide."

"Okay, okay, I'll prepare now."

Yun Xiuyao nodded quickly, walked to the door, suddenly patted her head, and blamed herself: "I forgot that the rice at home is gone, I will go and sell some rice first."

"Auntie, I'll buy it, you can prepare it first."

Yunqing stood up and said.

The two walked out of the house one after another.

When he was about to leave the villa, Yun Qing remembered something and said to Yun Xiuyao: "Auntie, I'll go buy some vegetables by the way. Then you can make some good dishes for Mr. Qin and the others to avoid neglecting others."

"Okay, then you go and go back quickly." Yun Xiuyao nodded.

Shortly after Yun Qing left, two more people came in the villa.

They are two men.

A man is in his thirties, wearing a suit and ties, with a little beard on his lips, a slightly dark face, and handsome appearance. He looks like a business person at first glance.

He is Yun Xiuyao's husband, Long Zhengyu.

Next to him was a Taoist priest in his fifties.

He was wearing a yellow and white Taoist suit, tall, with a beard about three inches floating on his chin, with a slightly arrogant expression and a faint sense of dust. He was a typical master.

After his eyes glanced at the villa, his brows immediately frowned.

This person is the famous Taoist Yan Tian in Kyoto. He is omnipotent in fortune telling, feng shui, and catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits. He once joined the Youyuan Dao Sect, and later he made his own name and made a name for himself.

"Xiuyao, I'll invite Master Yan Tian back."

Long Zhengyu said loudly.
Chapter completed!