There was a muffled hum in the cave, with an upward pitch in the end. It was obvious that the flattery made him feel very comfortable.

Zhiying looked straight: "This junior is here to express my gratitude to you. The "Golden Chamber Note" you gave me has helped me a lot. When I come back to the market today, I will pay a visit to Fanghu Mountain. If it is convenient for Mr. Hu, please show up.

I wish I could let the juniors thank you in person."

Not as she wished, the square pot did not jump out of the cave, and the old pot never showed up.

I just heard him say nonchalantly: "Girl, this little old man is repaying an old friend's old kindness by removing the backlash of the divine yin for you. I also gave you the "Golden Chamber Notes" because I couldn't bear to see it being eaten by book beetles and wasted in vain. I can learn from it."

It is your own talent to put it to use, it has nothing to do with me, and there is no need to say thank you."

Zhiying was not surprised at all by his words and bowed respectfully and seriously to the stone cave.

"Lao Hu has high righteousness in his heart and practices elegance in his actions. The younger generation has already reached his heart, so he will not be pretentious."

She straightened up, only to feel two pairs of eyes looking at her from head to toe, making her stand upside down, with a cold wind blowing behind her head. She turned around and saw that Xiao Jinwu and Ji Li were like this, thinking that this old pot

It's so deep that I don't know what it is.

After the heavy pressure on his body was relieved, Zhiying listened to the dissatisfied tone of Hu Lao and said: "The little old man gave a kind warning that day, but you two babies didn't listen to any of it... That's all, let's go quickly.

There’s no need to come to Fanghushan again!”

When Zhiying heard this, he knew something was wrong and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Hu, why——"

"You three little devils are all very troublesome. This little old man still wants to live for two more years!"

The old man cursed and shouted loudly, probably because he was really angry. The copper bells strung on his beard collided violently with each other, making chaotic noises. Coupled with the echo from the stone wall, the lingering sound lasted for a long time.

.

Ji Li seemed to have some understanding, and stepped forward and said: "Lao Hu, please calm down. The younger generation is ignorant, please ask Lao Hu for advice."

After a while, a dark purple shadow emerged from the cave. Its beard and hair were all white, all formed into braids as thick as chopsticks, with a tiger-head copper bell strung at the end. It clearly looked like an old naughty boy, but he did not dare to be looked down upon.

"Lao Hu." Ji Li eagerly waited for him to give him some advice, but he turned his toes and walked directly towards Weaver Ying, as if he wanted to whet his appetite and give him a small punishment.

"Girl doll..."

Ji Li's words brought Zhi Ying back to her thoughts. She suddenly remembered what Mr. Hu said when she came to Fang Hu Mountain before. She didn't know what it would be like this time.

Just as she pricked up her ears and prepared to listen to his teachings, he suddenly said "Huh" and his eyes were glued to her again. The time was longer than before. It was so long that she was so horrified that she started to feel numb. Little Golden Crow was about to cast a spell.

, he slowly took it back as if he had seen enough, and finally sighed with unknown meaning: "I didn't wake up from the dream last night, but I still dream when I wake up today, and there will be nothing I can do tomorrow... Girl, take care of yourself."

Zhiying's heart sank when he heard this: "Can't you?"

Mr. Hu looked at her and shook his head: "How can I know whether I can or not?"

She stared at Mr. Hu blankly, but Mr. Hu didn't care about her at all. Instead, he moved towards Little Golden Crow, nodding and shaking his head, which made people confused: "You kid is born to be extraordinary. If you can't see clearly, you can't detect it."

You will regret it in the future!"

Little Golden Crow was startled for a moment, then he stroked his wrist, chuckled, and nodded lightly: "Thank you for your trouble."

Seeing his calm appearance, Mr. Hu couldn't help but shake his head.

When he finally arrived at Ji Li, he pursed his thin lips tightly, just like those scribes in the mortal world who were anxiously waiting for the results of the imperial examination.

However, he saw Hu Lao pointing at him and saying "you, you, you" several times without saying "you" for a long time. Ji Li's heart in his chest was shaking uneasily with the index finger pointed by Hu Lao.

Increasingly frightened.

Hu Lao resented the irony and gave him a slap in the face: "You kid, you give up when you should persevere, and you are stubborn when you shouldn't be persistent. You are just like your father!"

Ji Li felt no pain, and his face suddenly turned pale: "When should it be done?"

Hu Lao stared at him, leaned his head toward him, and asked with a half-smile, his hands behind his back, "Why don't you do it if I say you shouldn't?"

Ji Li was immediately speechless.

Hu Lao raised his hand and patted his shoulder, glanced at Zhi Ying and Little Golden Crow, and said seriously: "It is rare to have the best of both worlds in this world, and even the ancient true gods cannot escape. You little brats, please take care of yourself."

He turned his back, raised his hand and waved.

"Let's go, let's go. Thousands of years have passed, and the period of mountain closure is coming. The flowing clouds and mist will turn into poisonous miasma for hundreds of miles. It's time for this rotten bone of the little old man to rest and recuperate! Wake up from the thousand-year dream,

See the new world again, no matter how the tide comes and the tide comes back..."

The wind carries the fragrance of cedars and cinnamon, and dusk has filled the sky.

Zhiying sat on the roof, quietly looking at the particularly dazzling black air in the depths of the sea.

The tiles moved slightly, and when he turned his head, he saw the unhappy face of Little Golden Crow: "It lasted for an hour. Is Fanghu Mountain really so beautiful under the poisonous miasma?"

Zhiying thought about it seriously and replied: "It's not as good-looking as Ruoxie Valley."

Xiao Jinwu corrected him, "No, you should say, she's not as good-looking as me." As if remembering something, he changed his statement, "That's not right either. You should say, she's not as good-looking as Ah Xiao."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, knowing that he remembered what she had said to him when they met for the second time in the Shadow Palace, and couldn't help but laugh. Seeing his solemn expression, she struggled to hold back her laughter and followed his wishes, saying: "Not as good-looking as Ah Xiao.

." Seeing Little Golden Crow nodding with satisfaction, she added, "Don't you think it's boring to compare yourself to Du Miasma?"

Little Golden Crow looked serious: "Can you just look at me for an hour?"

Zhi Ying's face was less than a foot away from his own, and he blinked. It was so close that it couldn't be seen as cross-eyed.

She thought about it for a while and finally shook her head.

Cross-eyes can ruin your image. Even though Little Golden Crow has seen it in the worst possible way, seeing the person you like seeing you as having cross-eyes is so funny no matter how you think about it.

Little Jinwu's face gradually turned dark.

She compensated: "Or maybe you sit further away?"

Little Jinwu's face turned darker again.

"How about I sit further away?" She said and tiptoed back.

The face in front of him was almost blending into the night, but his two eyes were very bright, staring straight at him.

She sat back silently, caught a glimpse of the fiery red tassels on his waist, and remembered something: "I remember you said that the sky can't change the size, it can only hide a person's figure, so I did it

How could it be okay on that day when Guizi and the Great Wind Soul caused trouble? But you remembered it wrong? Or were you also deceived?" After saying this, she looked at Little Golden Crow quietly, with a look of confusion on her face.

Little Jinwu's eyelids twitched, and then he said confusedly: "Really?"

"Isn't it?" Zhiying smiled sadly.
Chapter completed!