you look delicious

Eye waves flowed, trembling like throwing a small stone into a calm pond, although the blow was small, it could cause waves of ripples, which gradually spread and made the whole pond uneasy.

Gu Nianyan raised a smile that didn't reach the depths of his eyes: "I just bought it to taste the taste, not to celebrate someone's birthday. Do you want to eat it together?"

An Wenqing shook his head from side to side, and refused very directly: "I have no appetite for the time being."

As if he had expected this answer long ago, Gu Nianyan lowered his eyebrows and replied lightly: "Oh."

He walked straight past An Wenqing with the big cake, hesitating in his footsteps, and finally reconfirmed before leaving: "It's a sweet fruit with a lot of cream, do you really want to eat a little?"

An Wenqing was not very interested, he ran downstairs and returned to his place.

His stomach unexpectedly felt full. He put his palms on it and felt his spiritual body full of power. He was in a happy mood for some reason, as if something that was originally foggy and invisible just peeped at his real body. The boredom that had accumulated for a long time had an outlet to pour out.

But... what is it?He tried to think back, but his mind went blank.

Gu Nianyan paused for half a second, and finally entered the hidden room without looking back, placed the foam box in the middle of the wooden bed, and stared at it with pursed lips.

Wen Qing returned to the puppet ahead of time. I don't know if it was deliberately arranged by the master demon, or because Wen Qing's soul sensed something was wrong and left the deity on its own initiative.

After all, after such a long time, Wen Qing's body and soul have deviated slightly, and it is impossible to return to the previous fit state in a short time.

The young man put away An Wenqing's body and went straight to the Taoist mountain in the outskirts. He tapped the news from the little Taoist priest who was going down the mountain.

Taking advantage of this excellent opportunity, he wanted to test Cheng Wuyan and find out what happened to Cheng Wuyan.

Cheng Yi was watering the flowers and plants outside the house at this time, and Ling Xuanzi gave him and Ye Zhiwen each a bean when he was still young, saying that beans can be born according to one's heart, and what kind of bean growers will bear what kind of beans. flowers and plants.

Ye Zhiwen planted a lotus seat and used it to practice meditation; and he...

Cheng Yi watched the two vines with the same root tightly entangled with each other, following the small wooden frame he built to climb higher and higher, as if they were vying for the top and competing with each other.

After raising it for so long, I have never seen it bloom, let alone bear fruit. The green color has no sign, and I haven't recognized what species it is yet.

Cheng Yi put down the bucket, squatted in front of the flowerpot and looked at it at the same height, looked left and right, and raised his hand to poke the bare green vines, only knowing how to suppress each other but not knowing when the side branches will wait. You grow up.

He was so engrossed that he didn't notice the other person approaching at all. When he realized that there was someone beside him, the other person's hand had already touched the top of the vine, teasing the bud.

"It's a miracle that such a magic flower can grow in such a righteous place." The moment his fingertip touched the vine, a powerful and surging darkness broke into the boy's mind—so it was.

Half of the vines are demons, absorbing the dark and negative emotions from Cheng Wuyan;

Who would have thought that Cheng Wuyan, whose demonic nature was sealed away, would be able to practice the Taoist mentality of inaction and few desires. It's a pity that he is not from this way.

Cheng Yi stood up and distanced himself from the boy: "Sir, this is a private courtyard that is not open to outsiders."

The young man looked at him innocently, as if he didn't understand. Cheng Yi saw that the other party was still young, so he didn't have the heart to push him away forcefully, so he could only compromise and say, "I'll take you out later, don't just break into other people's houses, do you know?"

His tone seemed to treat him like a child.The boy blinked, restrained his aura that might have been leaked intentionally or unintentionally, and pretended to be weak: "Uncle, have you lived here all this time?"

Seconds become soft and cute can bully young boys.

His change was too great, Cheng Yi was suspicious, and didn't want to answer his words, but just replied: "You walked up the mountain alone? Where are your parents?"

Knowing that he was on guard, the boy curled his lips, tore off the disguise that made him feel disgusted, and his voice returned to the original indifference, with a maturity that shouldn't be there at this age: "Ask such an innocuous little girl?" I don't want to answer any questions, whether you don't want to see me, or... you actually remember me, but you just pretend not to know me."

Cheng Yizai looked at the boy's face carefully again, paying attention to every pore, and finally shook his head: "We know each other?"

The young man deliberately deceived him, looking for the slightest strangeness in the change of the other party's expression, and found that the other party really didn't know him at all.

Does Ling Xuanzi, an old Taoist priest, really have the ability to separate Cheng Wuyan's demonic nature from his human nature so thoroughly?How to do it, want to learn!

It's a pity that the old Taoist should have ascended to the ascension. After all, he has so many merits. It would be great if he could be reincarnated. Taking advantage of his young age and ignorance, I tricked him into becoming my subordinate. Think about it All feel exciting.

The young man didn't give up, and called out Cheng Wuyan's name directly, wanting to see if he could react differently: "Cheng Wuyan, you are so boring."

The three words "Cheng Wuyan" pierced Cheng Yi's heart like a sharp sword, and his heart skipped a beat. This was the second time he heard this name from someone else in recent days, and they all mistook himself for it. Owner.

Cheng Yi clenched his fist hanging by his side, and the breeze blew the tail of his long hair, which made him fall into a dark mood: "Who is that Cheng Wuyan?"

Finally seeing a breakthrough point, the corners of the young man's mouth curled up, and he couldn't stop rising: "You are Cheng Wuyan, you should know who Cheng Wuyan is better than me."

Cheng Yi was firm and persistent: "I am not."

The young man looked up to the sky and smiled, shook his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back, walked around Cheng Yi for a few steps, and suddenly stood still, with a cold tone: "Aren't you looking for the piano, I know where the piano is, maybe I can get it for you Come back, you really don't want my help?"

At this moment, the young man in Cheng's eyes turned into a man with a stern and profound face. He stood side by side with his windbreaker on his shoulders.

Ye Zhiwen's voice suddenly broke into his mind: "A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm."

The gentle and jade-like voice slowly read the Taoist Qingxin Jue, and Cheng smiled gently in his eyes, and he couldn't help but read the last few lines with him: "The foundation of freshness, straight way to seek one's life. Perfect nature and good nature, the way is natural."

"Bah, what are you talking about!" The young man felt that the person had reappeared last time, and he could even feel that the other person's skill had obviously improved to a higher level. slip.

When Ye Zhiwen came here in a hurry, only Cheng Yi was standing obediently by the wooden house on the mountain.

Seeing that Cheng Yi was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and took Cheng Yi's hand naturally, and confirmed through the pulsation of his blood that Cheng Wuyan was not lured out, so he was completely relieved: "Fortunately."

Cheng Yi watched Ye Zhiwen grab his hand and kept his expression on. He deliberately didn't remind him: "You should have come earlier and surrendered to him by the way."

Ye Zhiwen's eyes wandered, embarrassed: "Don't dare, in terms of strength, the monster just now is far above me, but the aura of the righteous way in the mountain is full, and with the blessing of master's magic power during his lifetime, he dare not act rashly."

Cheng Yi patted the back of his hand reassuringly: "It's okay, Zhiwen will one day be able to cultivate the Dao like a master."

Ye Zhiwen was even more ashamed. He lowered his head and realized that he had been holding Cheng Yi's hand, and quickly let go, not noticing the disappointed look that flashed across Cheng Yi's face.

Ye Zhiwen asked what the young man said to Cheng Yi to make Cheng Yi's heart fluctuate, and Cheng Yi replied truthfully, telling Ye Zhiwen one by one.

Whenever Cheng Wuyan shows signs of coming out, Ye Zhiwen can feel it, even if he is retreating, even if he is far away in another place separated by mountains and seas.

"He knows master's Taoism very well, and suppresses his devilish energy to the extent that he can't trigger the alarm. Normally, I might be able to detect his approach at the first time, but this time, I couldn't see him when he appeared. The first time I sensed it, I'm afraid I also found out my details, knowing how much I am."

Ye Zhiwen was a little sad, but Cheng Yi disagreed: "The boy looks young, but you also said that he is a monster of a foreign race, and his real age must be older than you and me. Maybe he can turn it over a few times. Your achievements are already great, but you can’t be so harsh on yourself.”

Ye Zhiwen smiled: "You always praise me."

Cheng Yi laughed along with him: "After all, Wen has always been ahead of me since I was a child, learning everything faster than me."

"Hey! I can't agree with what you said. Compared with Qin Yi, I'm still a layman."

Cheng Yi glanced at the xylophone next to the seat, and stroked its strings: "I don't know why, but I can learn it without a teacher. Master, he never taught us how to play the piano..."

Ye Zhiwen wanted Cheng Yi to forget about that alien race quickly, so he said he wanted to listen to Cheng Yi playing the piano, and calm down this mortal body that was just sweating from fright.

Cheng Yi frowned and plucked at the strings: "Yes!"

Only he himself knows what he has practiced in this piano art.

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