The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

"Don't you want to see if my bed is big? Should we leave now?"

Ya Shijing said it very seriously. There was no ambiguity in the words at all. The light golden eyes were very bright. Was it an inexplicable wariness against Xiang He?

Uh...she's always afraid that her aunt will steal her sheep (Qin Yuan)...

"What did you say to this top while I was away?"

Xiang He raised his eyebrows and communicated with Qin Yuan with his eyes.

"I said I just wanted to visit her house. Do you believe me?"

"Should I believe it?"

"Just to see if the other person's bed can withstand your tossing?"

Qin Yuan was silent and raised his hand to pat his mouth.

Originally, I wanted to go to Xiao Jing's house to find out why she was poisoned by flowers, but when I opened my mouth, I didn't close the door and said such ambiguous words...

"Lao Jin, how about you silence me?"

[Note: You figured it out! 】

"You're so excited! Do you really want to poison me?"

[Note: It can only be understood, not expressed in words~]

"..."

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"Okay, there's nothing to do anyway, I'll go with you."

Xiang He glanced at the closed door behind him, and then at Pang Yan, which probably meant——

The two brothers have to solve the rest by themselves. It would be easy for us to step in and cause trouble.

"Yeah, okay." A Yuan nodded understandingly, but Ya Shijing didn't know. He just thought that the master's aunt had snatched the sheep and took them to the house, so he stared at her with vigilance the whole way.

"This little top really needs to be whipped..." Xiang He had a hash mark on his forehead, smiling.

When you complete this journey and reach the highest good, you must experience what it means to rotate and ascend!

After walking for 10 minutes, they arrived at Ya Shijing's home...

Um?Why use him?Because Dabai and Xiaobai also followed.

Xiao Jing welcomed everyone into his home. It was much simpler than the Pang family, but it was not lacking in warmth.

Qin Yuan looked at the sandbags hung not far away, with the word Sichuan embroidered in the middle, and a bunch of things like dumbbells underneath?

Is its owner an expert in ironing?

An idea popped into her mind. Seeing her looking over there, Masajing walked over and punched the word "Chuan" in the center of the sandbag:

"This was used for physical training when I was a child. I have been using formations since I grew up. I haven't beaten it for a long time."

"Ok?"

After hearing what she said, Qin Yuan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

She didn't react until she saw another sandbag with the word "京" embroidered in the middle.

"Whose sandbag is this?"

"My brother's." Ya Shijing glanced at the tattered sandbag with the character "京" in it, turned around, walked to the sandbag with the character "Chuan" in it, and performed the Pegasus Meteor Fist.

"Uh... I understand..." A Yuan's eyelids twitched a little. Although she had never met this brother before, she had already thought of the way the two siblings got along.

Xiaojing: Me and my sworn brother.

Her brother: Me and my wronged sister.

While she was wandering in her mind, Xiang He had already gone to bed: "Xiao Yuan, come here, don't you want to see her bed? Her bed is very soft."

"I made a slip of the tongue!"

"Oh, I believe it~"

"..."

Someone's face dropped, but he still walked over.

As soon as they got closer, a strange aroma entered his nose, and Qin Yuan suddenly felt his heart hurt. It was the bite of the fallen immortal Gu.

"What are you doing?" A Yuan held his chest and took a few steps back. He couldn't smell the fragrance, and the pain disappeared instantly.

"???"

Xiang He noticed her strange movement and sat up from the bed: "What's wrong?"

"Something's wrong..." Qin Yuan took a few steps forward, and the fragrance entered his nose again.

This time she smelled it carefully. It was a kind of sandalwood, but it was different from sandalwood. It had an astringent afternote?

It's like the smell of dead flowers being burned and everything gone.

"hiss…"

His heart throbbed again, and A Yuan quickly retreated.

"Are you sick? That smell is poisonous and you have to smell it?"

An inexplicable thought came to my mind, and after just one sentence, it disappeared without a trace.

"What's wrong with you?" Xianghe came over, but Qin Yuan hadn't gotten over that thought yet.

This is not pure worldliness, nor is it Lao Jin...

[Note: Fallen Immortal Gu, they finally can’t hold back anymore and want to talk to you. 】

"???"

"What's wrong with them? They obviously keep biting me, okay?"

Fallen Immortal Gu: "You fart!"

"???"

"Why are you still scolding people?"

Xiang He stared at Qin Yuan's changing expression and slowly made a question mark.

He raised his hand and hit her little head with a little force: "Speak, are you stupid again?"

A Yuan finally came to his senses, and she saw the silly look on Xiang He's face again.

He coughed awkwardly and said:

"Senior sister...do you smell anything?"

"Huh? What does it smell like?" Xianghe sniffed and smelled nothing.

Qin Yuan pointed in the direction of the bed and asked her to lean over there. The aunt gave her a perverted expression, but still walked over.

"It must be poisonous, right? I can't feel it. I've already played seven songs, and this little bit of poison can't turn me over."

Her tone was somewhat reminiscent of Versailles, and Xiao Jing, who had finished beating the sandbag with the word "Chuan" in it, also walked up to them.

"What are you talking about?"

"Xiaoyuan said you poisoned the bed?"

Qin Yuan: "What are you talking about?"

[Note: ...6, your sister-in-law can talk...]

"Don't listen to her nonsense." A Yuan pulled Ya Shijing's arm to recover from the confusion and asked:

"Xiao Jing, what spices did you use?"

"Huh? I don't use spices. My brother says it's too girly."

...I really want to complain.

Qin Yuan did not continue the topic with her, and continued: "Then what is the fragrance on your bed?"

As soon as these words came out, Ya Shijing's face turned red.

The delicate fragrance on my bed... isn't that the smell of me... Is Bai Ze hinting at something?

Thinking about it, she blushed even more. She uneasily took off her clothes from her shoulders and moved closer to Qin Yuan: "Is...is this fragrant?"

!!!

"The Lost Immortal" is a serious novel, not butter!Not a book!You're so damn good at putting my clothes on!

Qin Yuan backed away repeatedly, and Xiang He smiled. He felt that they were having fun, so he reached out and pushed someone's waist gently.

Then A Yuan and Xiao Jing collide?

Ya Shijing: "Is this the fragrance?"

"..."

"No..." Qin Yuan was forced to take a breath, but it was completely different from the sandalwood she smelled before.

How to describe... Xiaojing himself is a berserker, with a sunny smell about him that makes him want to be an attacker?

No, these are all nonsense words!

After pulling up her clothes, A Yuan turned to look at the soft bed.

Its design is not beautiful or gorgeous, but it is not described as simple and casual. The carved flowers on it are hollowed out and polished, much like the textured vent on the top of the incense burner?

[Note: Take it apart and take a look. Where does this smell come from? 】

"Well..." Qin Yuan nodded and looked back at Ya Shijing: "Xiao Jing, can you lend me your bed to take it apart?"

Xiang He: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"