Master, he is nice and soft

On a sunny autumn day, Jiang Yan finished collecting the herbs in the courtyard of the small dwelling, and took the reclining chairs in the courtyard to the warehouse on the second floor. The weak and fat house collapsed into a lump under the strenuous exercise.

Lying on the soft couch by the window in the bedroom, Jiang Yan raised his eyes to the soft autumn sunshine to see the leaves of the branches outside the window, aimlessly letting his mind go.

It has been two days since Xiao He used the binoculars to discuss the temporary return to the sect in Xuechi last time, and Xiao He will probably be back this afternoon.

Damn, it's really only four or five days that we agreed to say goodbye.

It made him feel embarrassed to want to have a touching scene of reunion after a long absence.

And that handsome monster called Pingxia actually said that he would come to ask him about Immortal Yanjiang, and he agreed in a panic. After thinking hard for a long time these two days, he couldn't recall anything about Immortal Yanjiang. things.

Also, Brother Cheap, who is suspected of being possessed by a ghost, has declared since that day that he will retreat to practice medical secrets, and even the important event of notifying a big monster that is coming to visit is transferred to Duan Yaodian to handle it.

Please, what medical secrets can Huiqing Pavilion have that Elder Qingyun doesn't know?Although it may be true, how can there be such a coincidence?

Shi Du'an just wanted to test whether there was a ghost, so he couldn't close the door to thank the guests.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Jiang Yan sighed, stood up and touched the lotus root flour osmanthus cake on the window, and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

Help, Xiaohe is not here, there are no fresh desserts to eat, but this lotus root starch osmanthus cake was given by Miss Lin Huanxi when she went for a walk in Baishiyuan.

I don't know what this mess will turn into.

He chewed sweets bitterly in his heart, and a message flew in front of him.

It was sent by Duan Yaodian, Xiaohe and the others have already arrived at the mountain gate.

To be honest, he was really too lazy to walk over to greet him.

Please, Xiao He knows Lu, and he doesn't really want to meet that monster Xie Xia.

As for Tang Hong, it's not important.

He was lazy all over, fell back on the soft couch, and fell asleep again in a daze.

So when Pingxia couldn't wait to grab He Xingzhang's collar and flew to the small house, what he saw was a white dangling foot sticking out of the window.

He frowned and raised his eyebrows again, unable to see the thoughts behind this complicated expression.

Jiang Yan, who was sleeping in the dark, was woken up by his apprentice pinching his face. His first reaction was to pull someone to rub his face twice, and then kissed the other's fingers:

"Good apprentice, let Master sleep for a while..."

Standing outside the house, He Xia couldn't help but let out a meaningful tut when he heard this.

Hearing this, He Xingzhang's whole body turned red. He pulled up Jiang Yan and pinched Master's cheek hard: "Master! I'm coming back in peace!"

what denceydown...

Oh, that one is said to be the spiritual pet of Immortal Yanjiang.

Jiang Yan wished he hadn't woken up.

After hastily tidying up the messy appearance, Jiang Yan opened the door with a beating heart, and saw the legendary flat.

Well, it's the handsome guy that comes standard in Danmeiwen, that's right, or the flirtatious one.

Welcoming him into the house and sitting down to drink tea, Jiang Yan sat tremblingly across from him, waiting for this person to ask questions.

Of course, I will not disappoint his expectation:

"Then, I want to know, did you really make the chain on Xingzhang's hand? You also cast the spell on it yourself?"

Ah, what's the problem?

"Yep."

Ping Xia tilted his head, and looked carefully at Jiang Yan's meal. Jiang Yan was terrified and seemed to be stuffing Ping Xia's head into the table at the same time.

Standing behind Jiang Yan, He Xingzhang was also a little nervous.

Although he can feel that Ping Xia is a reasonable and good monster since he got along with Ping Xia, but since Ping Xia was seriously injured and had no news of Immortal Yanjiang, He Xingzhang would inevitably worry about Ping Xia's impulsive actions.

Both master and apprentice were extremely nervous, but Ping Xia suddenly coughed.

"Xing Zhang, you go out first, I have something to say to your master." He frowned and looked at Master Qing Yun, whose expression became uneasy when he heard his words, and the guess in his heart was not good. Believe me a little.

Asking Xiao He to go out for no reason, it seems that he has a little understanding of this messy thing on his body...

But it is true that he himself is not clear about this matter, and there is no reason to rashly let He Xingzhang worry about this matter with him all day long.

Maybe Xie Xia will know something, after talking with Xie Xia, I will talk to Xiao He to clarify.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan turned to look at He Xingzhang, and smiled at him: "Go and make me something delicious, okay?"

"This..." He Xingzhang obviously didn't expect Jiang Yan to agree with Pingxia's request, his eyes wandered a few times on Jiang Yan's face, he finally nodded slightly, and exited the bedroom.

He naturally believes in Master. Since Master asked him to come out first, there must be some things that he hasn't figured out how to tell him. Elder Qingbi told him about this kind of situation. What kind of rift does Zun have?

But he was only sixteen after all, and he was still a child, so he couldn't help being a little sensitive no matter how sensible he was. He Xingzhang pinched the bridge of his nose, and decided to make something for Jiang Yan, so as not to worry about it all the time.

In the bedroom, Jiang Yan still straightened his back as if he was facing an enemy. Seeing this, Ping Xia couldn't help laughing:

"Don't be so wary, there is a spiritual contract between Yan Jiang and I, we can't do anything to you."

He paused for a moment, and moved closer to Jiang Yan, "You do have a smoky aura on your body, although it is already very weak."

Jiang Yan felt that the crap about feeding God with his body would not be able to hide from the Lord's spiritual pet for a long time, and he also wanted to know if this monster knew more than them.

After hesitating for a second, "I used to feed God with my body, and made offerings to Immortal Yanjiang."

"I knew it, it's called Jiang Yan, right?" Ping Xia's tone suddenly became very indifferent and contemptuous, "The offspring of that villain Jiang Heng."

Damn, this tone is very wrong, Jiang Yan secretly exploded into a cat, thinking wildly about the possible reasons for this attitude.

"I didn't do this voluntarily, and I don't know what's going on..."

Anyway, clean it up.

"Don't make it seem like Yanjiang is happy."

He frowned tightly, his eyes darkened, "Where is that Yan Jiang now?"

"It seems that the lost soul has returned to its place, and it has returned to the heaven..."

He closed his eyes, as if searching for something carefully, and opened them again after a long time, "I can't perceive him."

The bewildered outsider Jiang Yan kept silent.

Then... he doesn't know what's going on here!He knew that this matter hadn't been much earlier than Ping Xia, so he was so dazed to death...

"You really don't know anything?" He Xia was dubious.

"I really don't know anything." Jiang Yan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Believe in Jiang Yan for the time being, and raised his hand flatly, a delicate disc appeared in the palm of his hand, engraved with various strange symbols, Jiang Yan was about to shrink himself up to observe this fairy king's pet hair in a safe state Gong, didn't want to look down but turned his head to look at him.

"Give me a drop of your blood, so I can find out where Jiang's family are hiding."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yan felt a pain in his ears, hot blood flowed down the pinna, and a drop of bright red blood flew into Pingxia's hand and was placed on top of the disc.

Jiang Yan, who hadn't been hurt for a long time, hurriedly touched the scratched ear, and there was a little blood on his finger. As a master of medicine and poison, he quickly covered his wound with some spiritual power and healed this trivial injury. .

But why don't you say hello!Jiang Yan touched the tender scar on his ear and couldn't help complaining.

Wouldn't it be nice to talk to him and prick your fingers? ?

His fingers are bleeding a lot!In the past, after the physical examination, I had to take two sterile cotton pads after pricking my fingers!

Of course, Zhexia ignored his accusation, and saw that with a touch of golden spiritual power, Zhexia's fingertips drove the disc to absorb the drop of blood. As the blood drop disappeared, the disc made a crackling sound. The turntable turned slowly, and it took a while to stop slowly.

"Only in the Qing Pavilion this time?" He Xia was a little surprised by the result, took back the disc, stood up and was about to leave the room.

Jiang Yan was about to ask him what he wanted to do, but Ping Xia stopped and sniffed hard.

"How……"

"It's a heavy resentful breath."

What... what the hell! !

Jiang Yan, a rookie who only knows how to heal, stood beside Ping Xia in a panic, hoping that this monster would be able to deal with the sudden grudge, but Ping Xia obviously didn't seem to be very comfortable.

This resentment came suddenly. Although Ping Xia is a model soul pet with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor, but in this unsuspecting situation, he would have to panic for a moment when suddenly encountering such deep resentment.

Without him, Xianjun Yanjiang only took him to fight monsters in the past, and monsters are much easier to deal with than wraiths.

"You..." He hesitated for a while, but still swallowed the plan to let Jiang Yan stay in the bedroom by himself.

He always felt a little familiar with this resentment, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Although Jiang Yan was of no use to him now, a batch of medical practitioners who threw away a dish were in this strange place haunted by resentful spirits. After all, he still can't do this kind of behavior.

Ping Xia cursed and cursed in his heart, and put a barrier around Jiang Yan: "You follow me, and I don't have time to find you if you lose me."

Thank you boss for being willing to bring his crispy skin!Jiang Yan burst into tears of gratitude, and followed Ping out of the bedroom.

The sky is still clear outside, and the resident birds even squatted on the eaves of the hut and watched the two nervous humans scream a few times. The yard that has been taken away from the herb is only left with a scattered yellow and fallen leaves. , at first glance, it still looks like the quiet years.

However, no matter how ignorant of ghosts this medical practitioner Jiang Yan was, he really felt the coolness slowly rising from his bones.Not to mention in He Xia's eyes - the aura of resentment came suddenly and fiercely, but fortunately it was fierce enough, even if it was obviously suppressed, he could still follow the resentment in the air to catch the ghost hiding in the sect. A wraith who doesn't know what to do.

All the way out of the snail house, it was time for class, and there were no idlers wandering around in Huiqing Pavilion, only a few bird calls accompanied the two ghost hunters.

The further he walked, the more Jiang Yan felt that something was wrong, until he saw a very familiar small pavilion by the lake before realizing it.

This is the fucking way to Shennong Temple!

No, I won't tell him that there is a Wraith hidden in Shennong Temple, so how can he come to eat in the future? Wouldn't he starve to death in his own saliva? ?

No matter how reluctant Jiang Yan was, Pingxia still told him the answer in a strict manner:

"The resentful spirit is in this hall."

Fine.

Jiang Yan had just prepared himself to go to Baishiyuan to eat and drink after finishing, when Pingxia suddenly pushed him behind him, staring at the Shennong Temple which was close at hand with vigilance.

Just now, that resentment surged out again, with such an unstoppable momentum that even he was a little staggered by the shock.

Then he turned his head to look at Jiang Yan with a blank face.

I really don't know whether to say that this master is very talented, or that he is as stupid as a pig.

The Shennong Hall was quiet as usual at first, and the next second, the deepest kitchen was suddenly exploded, and two yellow figures flew out of it, and they were still hitting each other with big moves along the way.

Jiang Yan squinted his eyes to see who the two eggs were.

Fuck!Is it Brother Cheap and Shi Duan?

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Jiang Yan: That must be extraordinary talent! I am the protagonist of this book!

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After thinking about it, I will set the time earlier or the review will be slower?Change it to five o'clock in the afternoon

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