"Huh?" Mu Yunhan was suddenly asked, subconsciously raising his head and looking at Gu Yilan.
Gu Yilan asked again: "Do you have some strange dreams?"
Mu Yunhan said stiffly: "No."
Of course, if you don't count her dreams where she always saw him.
Gu Yilan was silent for a moment and said, "Actually, Mu's ancestors also have certain prophecy abilities."
Mu Yunhan pricked up his ears to listen, but pretended not to want to listen.
"Our ancestors came from the same place, but that place is completely different from here. Flowers bloom all year round, and people can call the wind and rain, and come and go freely in the sky, sea, and underground..."
Gu Yilan has a baritone voice that is neither light nor heavy, with a unique coolness. She speaks neither fast nor slow, and is very pleasant to the ear.
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but be attracted by the voice and content. For fear of being discovered by him, he raised the medical book higher to cover his face.
Gu Yilan glanced at her calmly and continued: "I'm afraid Alin doesn't know these things. Sunflower also told me... It says that the ancestors can transmit sounds thousands of miles away, concentrate on the image, spread the word
Dou Chengbing..."
"For example..." He suddenly raised his voice and pointed at the book in Mu Yunhan's hand, "I was tired of lifting the book, so I thought it could be done by letting it stand up and float in the air automatically."
Mu Yunhan didn't want to see him show off proudly, so he curled his lips: "What's so big about that? Why bother? I can just make a bookshelf. Otherwise..."
She called the little boy in: "Hold this book for me, and when the time is up, turn the page for me. Do you understand?"
The people chosen by Bai Wuwei are smart people, and the people who stay around are even more intelligent.
The little guy immediately turned into a human-shaped bookshelf with a smile, and flipped through the books at just the right speed.
Mu Yunhan said calmly: "Master Priest, what do you think of me?"
Gu Yilan was silent. After a moment, she said softly: "Why do you have to be angry with me? I just want to tell you that you are extremely talented. Maybe you can be like your ancestors. In addition to the special functions of blood, you can also have
Other skills."
"Master Priest, I have misunderstood. Angry is something that only happens with relatives and friends. You and I have nothing to do with each other, so how can you be angry?"
Mu Yunhan kept her eyebrows still, growing vegetables, medicinal herbs, and tea were all her special skills, so why should he talk too much.
Her attitude was so bad that Gu Yilan couldn't handle it, so she had to stay silent.
Mu Yunhan ignored him and continued to do what he should do.
at the same time.
Taichang Temple Qingfu, study room.
Gu Fenglin, who was supposed to be in the Lingxiao Temple, was lazily leaning on the lounge chair, his slender white hands hanging on the armrests, tapping the armrests out of boredom.
Opposite him, sat Murong, who was supposed to be in the priest's palace.
The light was dim, Murong curled her lips and played with the tea cup in her hand: "I heard that Mu Yunhan has a special ability. He can make Ruyi tea, which can make people happy. When can I make Ruyi happy again?
how?"
Gu Fenglin had an expressionless face and did not answer.
Murong was not embarrassed and said with a smile: "Alin, when do you plan to terminate the engagement with Yaoyao?"
Gu Fenglin said calmly: "I'm very busy, so just tell me your purpose of coming."
Murong said: "Actually, Yaoyao is very interesting to you, although she was with A Yuan before..."
"You still have one more time to burn incense." Gu Fenglin interrupted her. (To be continued)