During this period, if something happens in Longmen County, I hope my uncle will take good care of it."
After finally understanding the meaning, the way Old Chen looked at Chen Yang was wrong.
I knew this gentleman was powerful, but I never thought he was so powerful.
This is the person who the dragon girl has to call her uncle, and the dragon king needs to take care of the affairs of Longmen County.
Old Chen looked at Chen Yang with a look that was as high as a mountain.
He suddenly felt that it was worth the trip so early in the morning.
But Chen Yang felt that his whole body was not well.
Looking after Longmen County?
He's looking after a ghost!
Can he take care of it?
Can he deal with the demons and ghosts that dare to take advantage of the fact that Lord Long is not at home, or intentionally lead Lord Long out of the house?
Chen Yang swallowed, shook his head, and began to wonder whether he should reply to the letter?
"This method of spiritual communication is a bit interesting."
Chen Yang's nose twitched and he smelled a familiar smell.
Old Chentou couldn't help but imitate him and made the same movements, and then he smelled it.
"Isn't this the smell of incense?"
He boldly dipped some of the white ash that fell after the little dragons dispersed, sniffed it, tasted it, and said with certainty: "It's the incense ash."
Chen Yang nodded, he also smelled it.
The basis Ao Yu used to send messages was most likely the incense ashes from her Dragon Girl Temple.
"It's a little trick, it's not difficult and it's interesting."
"Can I try?"
Chen Yang's mind was on seeing Hunter Xin and being overjoyed.
He even forgot about the existence of Old Chentou for a moment and turned around and returned to the yard.
Chen Yang walked around the lotus mist tree, tripping over stone tables and chairs from time to time, and muttered: "Ao Yu used the incense ashes from his own temple, probably because of the power of Shinto belief as the cornerstone.
I am not a god, I can only use materials that contain spirituality within myself.
This may be called spiritual material."
"Where can I get spiritual materials?"
Chen Yang felt itchy and unbearable.
It is obviously a small spell that is not very difficult, and its practicality is amazing. However, it is impossible to practice it due to material problems, which is really intolerable.
Abruptly, Chen Yang raised his head and looked at the dense canopy of trees above his head.
"Yes!"
"My lotus mist tree is half a spiritual root, and its branches and leaves can also be considered spiritual materials."
"You can give it a try."
Chen Yang didn't say this in his heart, but said it directly to himself.
"Shashasha~~"
The lotus mist tree trembles and rustles like a typhoon.
"Are you going to shed some unwanted branches and leaves yourself, or should I pick them up?"
Chen Yang said with a smile.
Beside him, Old Chen looked at him in shock, as if he was insane.
It was the first time in my life that I saw someone having a discussion with a tree.
The next second, something unprecedented happened in front of Old Chentou.
"Click~"
A branch, with several leaves attached to it, fell down without any warning and landed on Chen Yang's open palm.
"Ah~"
Old Chentou was shocked.
After taking a closer look, he discovered that this lotus mist tree was growing surprisingly well. There were no insects, no dead branches or leaves. The branches and leaves that fell into Chen Yang's palm looked slightly green, like jasper, or the whole tree.
The lotus mist tree is the worst.
Thinking back to Chen Yang's previous words, Old Chen's mouth opened little by little and could no longer be closed.
"I'll try."
Chen Yang completely forgot about the existence of Old Chentou, took the branches and leaves contributed by the Lotus Mist Tree, and began to try his little magic...