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"What?! Where is he missing?" Jian Suyu suddenly lowered her face.

It was rare to see the two of them lose their composure. Xie Yan felt a little strange. He threw the Qiankun bag containing Liu Shixin into Pu Xinjiu's arms, and said in relief, "You two must have a certain degree of doting on the younger generation. Sophora japonica flowers in the town are blooming just right. , he is only a teenager, he probably went somewhere to play to delay some time, maybe he will come back later."

"You—" You were confused for a long time, and Pu Xinjiu was stuck in his stomach just like that, with an expression of being defeated by Xie Yan.He scratched his hair, feeling depressed, and turned his anger on Jian Suyu, shouting: "Jian Suyu, you didn't tell him?! I don't care if you like to talk about your own affairs, Xiao Yin You didn't tell him about it?"

Xuanyin, who was always cold-hearted and cold-faced, was silent for a rare moment, and then said softly: "...There is no time."

"What kind of charades are you playing in front of me again?" Xie Yan pretended to smile relaxedly, and the facts proved that it was not a good thing every time the senior brother hid things from him.

"How stupid are you?! Did the sword master of Zhishui stab you in the brain?" After Pu Xinjiu had an attack, Jian Suyu's anger came to Xie Yan again, as if she was mentally retarded Staring at Xie Yan, "You two pretend to be confused, I don't bother to care about it, but you haven't thought about why Xiaoyin's surname is Lan?"

"I know, Lan Yin, seems to be from the Lan family."

Hearing this, Pu Xinjiu rolled his eyes, as if written all over his face: I don't want to talk to Shabi.

"Thank you, Xiao Yin—he is Lan Yueshi's son." Finally, Jian Suyu said quietly, "He is also your nephew."

"...You, what did you say?!" Xie Yan exclaimed, excitedly tugging at Jian Suyu's sleeve, staring fixedly at him, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, "Lan Yin, he actually—— "

Because the surname Lan is too rare, when Xie Yan saw the dragon pattern on Lan Yin's body, he preconceived that Lan Yin was a young son of Lan's family, so he also ignored the intimacy of Lan Yin's deja vu.Now I finally understand, it turns out that he is Lan Yueshi's son.Everyone said that his nephew, Uncle Xiao, Xie Yan never thought that it was the child left behind by Lan Yueshi——

There was a surge of enthusiasm from the bottom of his heart to his eyes, Xie Yan lowered his head and pressed his eyebrows hard to suppress the sourness in his heart.He originally thought that he was the only Xie family member left in the world, and there was no one else who was related by blood, but now someone told him: You are not alone, you still have a little nephew in the world. "I—I'll go out and look for it!" Xie Yan's eyes were a little dazed, but he still grabbed Bai Hong and staggered out the door.

"Oh? Xie Yan, wait for me!" Pu Xinjiu turned around and grabbed his Asura Ghost Mask to catch up, but Jian Suyu raised his hand to stop him.Putting on the Asura ghost mask, Pu Xinjiu raised his eyes to stare at the man with pursed lips, and couldn't help teasing, "What's wrong? Are you regretting not telling him about yourself?"

"Thank you for the banquet—" Jian Suyu shook her head slowly, briefly recounted everything that happened in the mountain temple, and suddenly lowered her eyes, "He should have been able to avoid that sword." The sword in the temple, according to Xie Yan's previous cultivation, shouldn't be impossible to dodge.

"Ha, Great Sword Saint—" Pu Xinjiu chuckled, staring at him with interest, "Isn't it strange that his realm has plummeted? Do you think he is still your 'senior brother' who chases after you all day long?" Xie Yan? He has already fallen into the devil!"

"He's not." Jian Suyu retorted resolutely, recalling Xie Yan's pained expression after he smelled blood in the mountain temple, "The Taoist demon was just a thought, and since he woke up, he has never lost his mind." , and he has never killed anyone—he is not a demon.”

"He was just suppressing the demonic nature in his body. As for who it is for, you and I know it well." Pu Xinjiu shook his head, secretly not worth it for Xie Yan, "The demonic cultivator doesn't devour other people's flesh and blood, and doesn't absorb other people's cultivation. Increase strength? Is it possible—to double cultivate with you?"

Also had no time to take into account Pu Xinjiu's faux pas, Jian Suyu caught the key words between the lines, and said: "Then thank you for the banquet—" When I set foot on the road of revenge in Lingshan, I even disturbed the entire sect by myself. The earth was turned upside down and blood flowed like rivers.

"That's right, he eats people." After doing as he pleases for a long time, Pu Xinjiu has never paid attention to these dignified and dignified manners, and glanced at him contemptuously, "Why? The Sword Master Zhishui wants to kill him, Exorcism and protection?"

Clenching Xiao Lian, who followed the master's turbulent mood, Jian Suyu felt his whole hand trembling slightly, struggling to ask: "Who... who is it?"

"You don't understand a lot of things, so don't try to point them out." Pu Xinjiu took two steps, stood on the threshold of the inn, looked back at him condescendingly, and said word by word, "He eats his cousin—" —In the Lanyue time."

With a "bang", the spirit sword in Jian Suyu's hand hit the ground heavily, making a crisp sword cry.

When the lights came on, the people in the town finished their day's work and gathered in twos and threes on the long street in the downtown area at night.

Not far away, in front of a stall selling candied haws, a young man dressed in moon white was holding a bunch of bright red candied haws in his hands. He squinted his eyes and was eagerly discussing something with a man beside him, with a very good smile on his face. dazzling.

"It turns out that this mountain really has a mountain spirit." Lan Yin, who was carrying a spirit sword, took a bite of the sour and sweet hawthorn fruit, with a lot of dark red sugar stains on the corners of his mouth, and sighed indistinctly.

"Didn't you see it?" Beside the young man was an elegant man in a gray-green robe. His smooth black hair was simply tied high with a scarlet headband. Hearing this, he raised his hand and touched it gently. Touching his fluffy head, "I will go down the mountain from time to time and go around the town to see if there is anything I can help."

"Did you go down the mountain to visit your future bride?" Lan Yin spat out the seeds from the hawthorn into the grass beside her, "I heard that the mountain god is going to get married a few days ago, will the god get married too?"

"Marry?" Indus paused on the young man's right hand, then gently brushed away a few black hairs that were blown to his lips by the wind, and frowned delicately, "A few years ago, I was enlightened by the living Buddha. Escape into Buddhism with only one foot, and ignore these secular loves and hatreds."

Xie Yan observed in the dark for a long time, as if he was shy from his hometown, the closer he got to Lan Yin, the more timid he felt in his heart.Xie Yan wanted to break his head, but he didn't even think of a suitable opening sentence: "'I am your uncle'? No, it will scare the children. Why don't you ask him 'Have you thought about having another family member'? It won't work either. , people who don’t know think I have any thoughts about the people of the Chu family—”

Just as Xie Yan was struggling to draw circles on the ground with a white rainbow, Lan Yin casually turned his head and saw him sneaking in the dark, and immediately pointed in surprise: "Yes, my master is still here!" Even this senior went to the mountain temple to watch the excitement."

Seeing being discovered, Xie Yan, who stepped out of the dark, was embarrassed for a moment, scratched the back of his head, and showed a big smile: "Good evening."

Lan Yin stared at her bright eyes curiously: "Senior Xie, didn't you go to see the mountain god get married? How is it? Did you find anything?"

Xie Yan waved his hand: "It's nothing, we met a red-clothed swordsman who is extremely fast and has a strange temperament in the mountain temple."

"Red-clothed swordsman?!" Wu Tong suddenly raised his voice, and hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask the knight, is the red-clothed swordsman you saw a man with a wreath on his head and full of murderous aura?"

"Why—" Xie Yan nodded affirmatively.

Indus lowered his voice: "Hero, you have met Kongtong—the mountain ghost Kongtong."

Seeing that both of them looked thoughtful, Lan Yin blinked, then he pulled the man beside him, and introduced to Xie Yan with a bit of flaunting, "This is Wutong, the mountain god of Zixiao Mountain! "

Smelling the vague fragrance in the air, Xie Yan enthusiastically put his right hand around Wutong's shoulder, and greeted familiarly: "This is the mountain god? Lord mountain god, you smell so good."

These words came from an adult man, and it sounded like teasing at first glance, Wu Tong didn't care, and explained softly: "When the children at the foot of the mountain come to me, they always say the same. They say , I have a fresh pine scent on me-and ignorant children have asked me if I am made of pine spirits."

The scent of rosin?Xie Yan leaned closer to the other party's neck, sniffed it carefully, lowered his head to think for a moment, and muttered: "It seems to be really—"

"Hey!" Lan Yin was stunned by his operation, quickly pulled the man off the mountain god, and whispered to Xie Yan, "Why are you lying on the man... how bad it is for others to see ah."

Xie Yan thought that you are too honest a kid, you can believe what others say, sighed, reached out and patted the young man's thin shoulder, and whispered softly, "It's okay, I know it well."

"You two, I came down the mountain this time for Kongtong. The mountain ghost is bloodthirsty, and it is better to stop it earlier. Now that I have found his trace, I will go to investigate and take my leave." Kongtong Nodding to the two who were whispering, he hurriedly turned and left.

"Hmm—" Lan Yin suddenly covered her nose, took a step back, pointed at Xie Yan and said in distaste, "You have a strong fragrance."

"On me?" Xie Yan raised his hand and sniffed his sleeve. It was indeed a strong pine scent, and he didn't know when it got on it.He patted it a few times, and when the fragrance faded, he bent down and looked straight at the boy with a pair of smiling eyes: "Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you. Pu Ge will go crazy if you run out suddenly Got it, you know?"

"I..." Lan Yin pursed her lips, turned her face away, and was extremely awkward, "He didn't let me go out, I... I just gave him a word, and then he said that he would never care about me again—— Is he still mad at me?"

Thinking about it, his nephew was quite similar to him when he was a child, and he always liked to fight against adults when he had nothing to do.Xie Yan burst out laughing, and lightly poked the dimples on the young man's cheek with his fingertips: "He is so anxious to death, how can he have the time to be angry with you? The mountain ghost is too dangerous, he won't let you Going out is also for your own good."

"I know...then I'll just go back and admit my mistake to him." Lan Yin promised dejectedly.

This child is hurt by Pu Xinjiu inside and Jian Suyu is protecting him outside. As for his identity, it's better not to tell him yet.While thinking about it, Xie Yan bought another bunch of candied haws from the peddler and stuffed them into Lan Yin's hands: "Here, this is used to reward young people who know their mistakes and can correct them."