Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Ji Yue slowly broke into a smile, raised his head slightly to look at him, with a spring in his eyes, he sighed softly, "Yan Yan has grown up, and he is as good-looking as my father imagined."

"..." Qiao Le Ting didn't know how to respond to Ji Yue's words, Ji Yue was so fat that Ji Yue could still say such words, saying that beauty is in the eye of a beholder, and now this is a big change in the eyes of the old father body.

Strictly speaking, Qiao Leting and Ji Yue have only known each other for less than two hours, but after Qiao Leting recovered the memory of 2000 years ago, it was like buried deep in an old volcano. The scorching hot magma erupted uncontrollably in an instant.

But he has grown up, it is still too difficult for him to act like a baby in front of Ji Yue and want to hug him as before, Qiao Leting can only stand where he is, his eyes sweeping over these familiar small objects in the room one by one, Finally, it stopped on the rattan chair under Ji Yue.

This rattan chair was Ji Yanyu's birthday gift to Ji Yue on his 29th birthday. To be honest, Ji Yanyu was not a carpenter after all, so the workmanship of the rattan chair is somewhat rough, but it's because of his intentions. He cut the vines one by one, and he weaved the chairs little by little after two days of learning at the carpenter's house. To fall.

Qiao Leting's stomach growled again inappropriately, Ji Yue moved his eyes down to look at his swollen belly, Qiao Leting was very embarrassed, and raised his hand to cover his fat face that two slaps couldn't cover.

"Do you want to go out?" Ji Yue asked him.

Naturally, he has to go out, but this barren mountain, even if he goes out for a while, he doesn't know what to eat, and he is restricted by the task, so he can't leave Yanyang Mausoleum too far.

Ji Yue looks really young, every time Qiao Leting wanted to call him daddy, he always felt his throat was blocked by a ball of cotton, but finally he yelled out, "I'm here to find daddy soul Po, if you find it, you can go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze mirror in his pocket became hot for some reason. Qiao Leting took out the bronze mirror, glanced at it and handed it to Ji Yue who was next to him.

The general appeared in the mirror. After seeing Ji Yue, he knelt on the ground on one knee and looked up at Ji Yue. Ji Yue pursed his lips and smiled, beckoned to Qiao Leting, and called him: "Yan Yan, come over."

Qiao Leting walked to Ji Yue's side. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he was willing to trust him unconditionally. Ji Yue lifted up his shirt, revealing the tattoo on his waist, and stroked it lightly with his fingers.

Qiao Leting felt a little itchy and numb, as if many ants walked over it one after another, Ji Yue's entire palm was covered, it was a little cold, Qiao Leting shrank his neck, but did not avoid it.

"Don't be afraid." Ji Yue whispered in his ear.

Qiao Leting felt dizzy in his head, he was too tired, he hadn't closed his eyes for almost forty hours, and now he just wanted to sleep for a while.

This feeling seemed familiar. Many times when life and death were at stake, he would fall asleep, and when he woke up, there would be no danger.It was only at this moment that Qiao Leting suddenly realized that it was Ji Yue who was secretly protecting him.

When Qiao Leting opened his eyes again, it was him lying on the rattan chair, Ji Yue squatted beside him, smiled slightly, touched his face, and said to him: "Okay, you can gone back."

Qiao Leting could clearly feel that Ji Yue's palm was much warmer than before. He lifted his clothes and looked at his waist, but the tattoo was still there. He raised his head and looked at Ji Yue in puzzlement.

Ji Yue touched his head and said, "The father's soul has been taken back, but there are still some other things left on you."

"Will it affect my father?" Qiao Leting asked him.

Ji Yue shook his head. Qiao Leting felt that he was not telling the truth to himself, but he didn't ask any further.

Qiao Leting looked at the bronze mirror that Ji Yue had randomly placed on the table. His mission had been completed and he could go home immediately, but what about Ji Yue?What is he going to do?Qiao Leting jumped up from the wicker chair, grabbed Ji Yue's hand and asked him, "Will Daddy leave with me?"

Ji Yue didn't speak. Qiao Leting quickly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and stuffed it into Ji Yue's hand. His hands were trembling constantly, and beads of sweat ooze from his forehead. He spoke very quickly to Ji Yue: "If I disappear later, you must leave here. I will call you when I go back. When the time comes, you will tell you where I am. I will come to pick you up. No, no, no... You are waiting for me here, I am very happy Will be back soon…”

"Yan Yan," Ji Yue interrupted Qiao Leting, and said to him, "I will find you for my father."

"I--"

However, before Qiao Leting finished his words, he fell into a deep sleep. Ji Yue watched Qiao Leting disappear in front of him. He lowered his head and picked up the bronze mirror on the table. From this Yanyang Mausoleum disappeared.

Qiao Leting opened his eyes. He finally returned to his home at this time, but he couldn't find Ji Yue. He hurriedly got up from the bed, trying to find the location of Yanyang Mausoleum with his mobile phone, but he couldn't find it when he touched his pocket. Remembering that he had already given Ji Yue the phone.

He hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran to the study room to turn on his laptop, determined the location of Yanyangling Mausoleum on the map, and immediately placed an order on Fliggy to book a plane ticket in two hours. Bubbles came out, but the wireless network in the past few days didn't know what was going on, and it kept loading in circles.

Qiao Leting's eyes were red, and he picked up the landline and dialed his mobile phone number, but only a cold mechanical female voice replied that the user he called was not in the service area.

Finally, the internet speed got better and he finally made the payment. Qiao Leting grabbed a coat and was ready to go out. He is completely dizzy now. He only thinks about his old father who is staying alone at this moment. In Yanyang Mausoleum, he forgot that even if he arrived at Yanyang Mountain now, he might not be able to find the entrance of Yanyang Mausoleum again.

Qiao Leting can't take care of so much now, he is irrational at all, even if he spilled all the blood on Yanyang Mountain, he still has to find the entrance, he hurriedly put on his coat, just put it on After a while, there was a knock on the door in the living room outside, Qiao Leting didn't answer, and then he heard someone outside calling him: "Yan Yan."

Qiao Leting was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he rushed to the door. He opened the door without thinking about anything, and Ji Yue was standing here.

Ji Yue smiled slightly at Qiao Leting, but he withdrew the smile before it could widen. He looked at Qiao Leting's red rabbit-like eyes, sighed softly, and asked him, "Why are you still crying?" gone?"

Qiao Leting wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, pulled Ji Yue in from the outside, and closed the door. Since then, more people came to his house.

Qiao Leting went out to do a mission, but found a father and came back. I don't know how to evaluate this luck.

And this is not over, after a while, Qiao Leting just poured a glass of water for Ji Yue, when he heard someone knocking on the door again, he asked who it was, but no one answered, only listening to some animal Chirping twice, when Qiao Leting opened the door, he looked at the panda squatting by his door, his face was written all over his face, he glanced at the surveillance camera in the corridor, gritted his teeth in worry, and hurried to the panda. Xiao Yan was let in.

Although there is an old father and a national treasure panda in the family, there must be a lot of things to worry about recently.However, Qiao Leting himself was very happy, and immediately gave up his bedroom, brought Ji Yue a new quilt, and taught him how to use these electrical appliances at home. As for Xiaoyan, Ge You lay paralyzed On the sofa, watching the robot war on TV, biting the popsicle that Qiao Leting dug out from the refrigerator, feeling delighted.

Having taught everything that should be taught, Qiao Leting slapped his head and remembered that Ji Yue hadn't eaten in 2000, and he had been hungry all day and night, so he hurried to the kitchen and made a pot of noodles. There were no ingredients in the refrigerator, clear soup Odd water, Qiao Leting was quite embarrassed when he brought it out.

But Ji Yue and Xiao Yanchi were quite happy. After eating, Qiao Leting packed the dishes into the kitchen.

Ji Yue was sitting on the sofa. He had slept for too long, and many things could not keep up with the times, but Ji Yue was cold-tempered and rarely had ups and downs in the words of 2000 years ago, but he can pretend in the words now, Looking at these strange things in front of him will not generate too much curiosity, and he will always look like a gentleman.

When Qiao Leting came out of the kitchen, he waved to him and said to him, "Go and prepare a bowl of glutinous rice."

Qiao Leting groaned, with question marks written on his face, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Help you get rid of the ghosts on your body."

Qiao Leting scratched his forehead, and ran to the kitchen happily, after a while, he ran over with his slippers on, and asked Ji Yue with a smirk, "Raw or cooked?"

"..." Ji Yue felt that his eldest son was really stupid, so he drank half a glass of water and said to Qiao Leting, "He was born."

Sitting next to Ji Yue, Xiao Yan was so happy that he lay on his back on the sofa, with his limbs facing the sky, his little black eyes narrowed with a line, and he let out a strange laugh like a duck.

Qiao Leting also felt that his question was a bit silly, touched his nose, turned back to the kitchen, rummaged through the box for a long time, and there was not even a glutinous rice cake in the house, let alone glutinous rice.

He got out of the kitchen dejectedly, and reported to the chief: "There is no glutinous rice at home, let's go to the supermarket to buy some tomorrow."