Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

The warm spring sun shone on his body, and Yang Jian felt the warmth gradually becoming hotter. As soon as Xiaoyu's exclamation came from his ears, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes!

At some point beside him was a young man in a red robe, looking at him with a smile.

Seeing this person, Yang Jian suddenly relaxed, slowly softened his body and leaned on the carriage, and said with a smile: "I was shocked, why is it you? I said why it was hot and burning before the day of waking up. "

The man looked back at Xiaoyu, smiled and comforted him: "I'm scaring you, go back to the car and have a rest." He couldn't help but push Xiaoyu into the car, and pulled down the curtain with his backhand.

Yang Jian snorted, "I was the one who was scared."

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't believe it, how can anyone in the Three Realms scare you?"

Yang Jian said: "Then you should be very honored. You can brag to those gods when you go back to Heaven. I admit it myself, of course I am embarrassed to say it back."

The man turned his head and looked at Yang Jian carefully to see what kind of expression he had when he said this, but he shook his head in disappointment, Yang Jian looked as plain as water, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

The man said: "I have discovered that you are in the mortal world a long time ago, but I can't sense your breath. I thought it was my illusion, but it turned out to be your sealed mana. Why haven't I heard about your recent crimes in the heavenly court?" What kind of news did you get punished for?"

Yang Jian smiled lightly, and said calmly: "I didn't make a mistake and was punished, how did you hear about it?"

The man shook his head again and again and said, "No, no, I drive for a long time every day and always see Xiaotiangou lying on the steps of the Zhenjun Temple basking in the sun, there is nothing unusual there, what happened?"

Yang Jian said: "Why did something happen?"

The man turned Yang Jian's shoulders to meet Yang Jian's eyes, looked carefully, and said, "It takes a little effort to hide it from me. You must know that I am on a daily tour, and nothing in the world can escape my eyes."

Yang Jian didn't care, but inadvertently shifted the question while speaking: "I have lost my mana, and I am only a mortal body right now. You have to pay attention, you need to know that you can burn me to ashes as long as you show a little power."

The man was startled and let go of his hand, carefully asked: "I didn't use any force, how do you feel?"

Yang Jian rubbed his shoulder lightly and said, "It's already burned."

The man suddenly became flustered, wanted to lift the front of his shirt to take a closer look, but was afraid that Yang Jian's injury would be aggravated if he was not careful, so he couldn't help regretting and said: "Oops, I forgot this."

Seeing that he was serious, Yang Jian found it interesting, but he couldn't provoke him anymore, so he sighed: "It's nothing serious, and you don't have to take it to heart, I'm really fine—and besides, you drive around every day, and you only want to find It's not easy for me? I just made a deal with the Jade Emperor with my own magic power, and each gets what he needs."

Seeing Yang Jian's peaceful expression, the man slowly relaxed and said, "Is there really nothing wrong?"

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Really, but if you continue to sit beside me, I may be dehydrated and unconscious next time..."

The man laughed loudly and said: "If you want me to go, just say it, will I still cling to you like that little girl in the car?!"

Xiaoyu slowly opened the curtain of the car, looked around and the person had really disappeared, before asking: "Uncle, who is that?"

Yang Jian looked up at the bright sun in the sky without saying a word, and sighed: "Who else can be with such a scorching temperature?"

Xiaoyu followed Yang Jian's gaze and asked, "Is it Little Golden Crow?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Speaking of which, you should call him uncle."

Xiaoyu snorted, "It's a good idea, I only have one uncle!"

Yang Jian smiled and said nothing, how could he attract the Little Golden Crow?I obviously no longer have the spirit of the fairy, even if the Jade Emperor wants to find himself, he needs to use the Fuxi water mirror...

What is the reason?Now that Little Golden Crow has noticed it, what about the other gods?

Yang Jian suddenly felt uneasy. This strange feeling had been lost for a long time and he could no longer remember it. It was so uncomfortable to suddenly appear so clearly.

Xiaoyu embraced Yang Jian from behind, buried her head on Yang Jian's back, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, why do I feel a little flustered? Why don't we go to Uncle Zhan, anyway, Uncle Zhan will come to look for him eventually." Uncle, it’s not too late, why don’t we go to Mount Tai to have fun?”

Being hugged tightly by her, Yang Jian felt that Xiaoyu's tender body was trembling slightly, but he sighed helplessly in his heart. Originally, what a god lacked most was time, but what he lacked most to be with Zhan Zhao was also time.Xiaoyu had no way of saying this, so she patted her hand comfortingly, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? Do you still doubt your uncle's ability? Even if you lose your mana and want to beat me in this mortal world, you won't be too scared." Many, besides, you, the amulet, are still with me, there are not too many immortals who can beat you-you were trained by me, so I can't lose my airs right now."

Xiaoyu responded in a low voice, thinking to herself: "I must not let my uncle make mistakes. I have to concentrate on it. The person who needs to take care of me now is my uncle."

Yang Jian let Xiaoyu hold her, and said slowly: "It's almost noon, I'm a little hungry right now, let's find a place to eat first, shall we?"

Although it was a negotiating tone, Xiaoyu would never refuse.

Zhan Zhao came out from the gate of the prefect of Jinan, and was busy calling for the arrangements of the brigade. Bao Zheng settled here to investigate the old case. He posted a notice to inform the people that they could directly appeal for grievances within three days, and Bao Zheng would personally receive them.

According to the past situation, these few days must be so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat.

Gongsun Ce had already started to sort out the paperwork, and Bao Zheng, the magistrate of Jinan, who had arranged the meal with a smile on his face, also shirked it, saying only: "The people in Shandong have no crops in the spring drought, so what's the point of my meal, I'd better arrange the farmer earlier." This is what is serious." The prefect of Jinan responded with righteous words, not daring to say more.

According to the situation in previous years, this situation is also the most prone to accidents. Officials who bend the law for personal gain will resort to ruthless tactics, and desperate civilians will jump over the wall in a hurry. Bao Zheng's safety has become Zhan Zhao's top priority. A string of vigilance has not dared to relax.

During his busy schedule, Zhan Zhao seldom thinks of Yang Jian, even if he thinks about it, it is only a flash. Zhan Zhao sometimes feels that he has forgotten Yang Jian.

However, on a full moon night, Zhan Zhao inadvertently looked up and saw a bright moon in the sky. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the time when he and Yang Jian were lying on the roof of a bamboo building in the mountain village of Huashan and looking at the moon. At that time, they said What have you been?As if mentioning each other's family, Yang Jian's desolate and lonely expression under the moonlight suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if he had never been indifferent.It turned out that as early as the first meeting, Yang Jian had been deeply rooted in his heart. Although he seemed to lose his memory when he was busy, but as long as there was an opportunity, everything would come to the fore.

In the deepest part of my heart, Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to gently caress his heart, and there was a warm longing, a strange feeling, not like missing his mother, not like missing his master, lingering in his heart vaguely and elusively but clearly .

Will Yang Jian really come?

Zhan Zhao's heart suddenly became dizzy.

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