They obviously love each other, but because of a small misunderstanding, they are left alone, and resentment replaces love.
Xue Hu stood aside, quietly watching her fall into Long Zhutian's arms like a little bird. Her eyes moved slightly, and then she smiled calmly, waiting for Yang Zimei to look back at him.
Yang Zimei is a relatively reserved person, and it is impossible to hug Long Zhutian for too long in such public view.
With just a little tenderness, she came out of his arms a little shyly and looked up, just in time to see Xue Hu's pure blue eyes and the faint smile on his lips.
"Snow Lake——"
Yang Zimei raised his head and smiled at him shyly.
Xue Hu stretched out his hand and touched her head, "Silly girl——"
This call made all Yang Zimei's uneasiness and confusion disappear instantly, and his mind became peaceful.
"Sister, how are your grandparents?"
The talkative Xiao Qian asked from the side.
"We couldn't be together."
Yang Zimei smiled lightly and replied, "However, this is also very good. The two of them have already put their minds at ease."
"That's not bad."
Xiao Qian nodded, "Everyone has their own fate, and you can't force it. However, judging from your grandfather's appearance, it seems that he will have a second spring."
Yang Zimei also saw this.
Although she couldn't tell her grandfather's calculations, she could see from his face that the red luan and the stars were moving. Emotionally, it was obvious that he had the appearance of a dead tree blooming into spring.
She also felt good about this.
Since her grandparents can no longer be together, she also hopes that her grandfather can find his own place and have a wife to spend his old age with.
Everyone chatted briefly, then rushed to Nanwu Mountain and settled in the best hotel at the foot of the mountain.
Because Xiaoqiang and others suddenly disappeared on this mountain, various versions of folk rumors spread one after another. In the end, it was interpreted as mountain ghosts catching people and eating them. Therefore, Nanwu Mountain, which is usually crowded with tourists, became very strange.
It was deserted outside, and except for one or two people with particularly large orders and those who wanted to take risks, there were almost no tourists.
Yang Zimei did not rush up the mountain first, but told Xiaoqiang and others the fortune.
The hexagram still shows the word "Kun", but it does not have any specific position.
Nanwu Mountain is not very tall. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to find it through a blanket search.
Unless they fall into another dimension.
Yang Zimei had already experienced two different dimensions, so this was his first impression.
When Yang Zimei was doing his fortune-telling, Xuehu had already taken the initiative to go to Nanwu Mountain to search.
He regained his fox body and started searching the mountains like lightning.
His sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and the scent within a radius of several kilometers cannot be hidden from him.
However, he searched for an hour, but there was no sign.
It is estimated that it has really entered a different dimension, making it impossible for him to search.
When he returned to the hotel, he told Yang Zimei the general situation.
This kind of searching for someone in a different dimension is simply more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack, because the person may be right in front of you, but you can't see it.
That's what the alleyway looked like at that time.
She can see people outside, but people outside can't see her.
Therefore, the most important thing for them now is to find the entrance to the different-dimensional space. Only in this way can the students be found.
Although Snow Lake has been searched one by one, Yang Zimei still led everyone to start searching again.
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【Guess what important thing you will find this time?】