"What's wrong?" Next to him, Luo Huaizhu turned to look at him, keenly aware of Ji Ping'an's abnormality.
"It's nothing, let's go." Ji Ping'an looked back and smiled at her. The feeling of spying just now was like an illusion. He had some guesses, but he couldn't confirm it yet.
At this moment, a large group of people walked into the town together.
It was noon, the sky was as blue as blue, and there was not a single bird. The whole town was exposed to everyone without reservation.
Stepping on the gradually rising stone road, the group stepped onto the main road in the center of the town.
There are courtyards on both sides, sometimes with some shops. There are wooden boards with writing on them, lanterns or wine flags hung outside.
Not prosperous.
While walking around, you can see some townspeople with different appearances casting curious glances at the buildings on both sides.
"There is someone here," Yu Yu took the lead.
She felt that the Son's personality was too outstanding, which really damaged the image of the state religion, so she took the initiative to shoulder the important task of boosting the Taoist sect.
This person walked in front, looking a little creepy to those who looked at him, and whispered:
"It can't be another monster."
In fact, along the way, from the hunters to the goblins who pretended to be companions, they became conditioned reflexes.
The Holy Son put his hands behind his back and wore a mask, as if he had completely forgotten the embarrassment of holding on to the wall and wailing with his big belly. He spoke concisely and concisely:
"There is a shadow."
Qu Chuchen straightened the scroll in his pocket and said:
"This town doesn't look very big, but it is well-equipped. Isn't it just like the 'Peach Garden' described in the Peach Blossom Spring written by the Imperial Master?"
Mentioning me again... Ji Ping'an glanced at him, his face not red and his heart not beating.
At this time, Qin Leyou suddenly pointed forward: "We've arrived at the inn."
Everyone raised their heads and saw a particularly eye-catching two-story building standing in the center of the town, which clearly looked like an inn.
The doorposts on both sides of the gate are painted with red paint and are slightly mottled. A string of lanterns hangs on each side, and a plaque reads "Yunqi Inn" in four large Chinese characters.
At this moment, there were no guests in the inn, and there were only square tables.
Behind the counter on the right, there is a female figure taking a nap at the desk.
As expected, it was the boss lady.
Xu heard the footsteps. The landlady, who was wearing plain clothes with rolled up cuffs and a headscarf, opened her sleepy eyes and raised her head, revealing a rather delicate face of about thirty years old. Face.
As if he was still a little angry about getting out of bed, he muttered:
"Who... doesn't sleep at noon..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly woke up, and then a bright smile appeared on her face. She stood up and waved the rag in her hand:
"Oh, you guys are here to find your destiny, but here you are...please take a seat."
The boss lady's warm greeting made the group of people a little overwhelmed.
Only Ji Ping'an in the crowd stared blankly at the other person's face, a little lost in thought.
"Hey, don't stand still. It's been a hard journey. Let's drink some water first."
The landlady twisted the water snake's waist and greeted:
"There's no one else in the shop, please move your stools. Well, what do you want to eat?"
A group of people were arranged to sit down in a daze, and Han Qingsong asked:
"You knew we were coming?"
The landlady said with a smile: "I know, I know, which month won't a group come? Otherwise, who will stay in my inn?"
Everyone was speechless.
It's true that in a small town surrounded by mountains, if there are no outsiders, there is really no need for an inn.
So...this is part of the backstory?
Someone immediately tried to get information from the proprietress. During the conversation, they probably figured out the background setting, which was similar to what the monster pretending to be an Orion said.
A long time ago, an immortal appeared here, and it was said that he left a treasure. Later, word spread, and people came here from time to time through the vast forest in search of immortality.
But according to what the landlady said, she didn't know where this fairy fate was, and she only provided food and lodging for everyone.
"The booklet has been updated." At this time, Shi Hao spoke in a low voice.
Ji Ping'an took out the pamphlet and opened it, only to see new words appearing on it:
"Ten days later, the Mountain God Scepter will appear. Those who enter the town can look for opportunities in the town to obtain the magic weapon within these ten days. Whoever grabs the Mountain God Scepter after ten days will be the leader."
Is this the main mission... Ji Ping'an didn't say anything. He raised his head and found that the others were also holding booklets and watching.
At this moment, the proprietress went to the kitchen to prepare food, and these practitioners were the only ones left in the lobby.
After a brief silence, Qin Leyou spoke first:
"Everyone has seen it. It seems that the next test is very simple. It seems that there is more than one treasure left by the so-called immortal, but it is scattered and hidden in the town in some way. In the next ten days, it will be Let’s see which one of us can dig out the most treasures.”
Everyone remained silent, indicating their acquiescence.
They suddenly understood why they were prohibited from carrying magical weapons other than basic weapons before entering the Tao realm, and why fighting was prohibited in the town.
The former is because the key to this competition is:
Who can get the most "immortal fate" in the end.
When there is not much difference in strength, the quality of weapons becomes the key to victory.
Of course, if the magical weapons found by each other are almost the same, then the comparison will be about cultivation and group combat ability, which is fair.
As for the ban on fighting, it is to prevent everyone from fighting in advance to snatch the immortal fate within ten days. This obviously violates the real purpose of the assessment.
Yu Yuqing coughed, raised his white chin, and spoke openly:
"According to the landlady, she doesn't know where the fairy is. This shows that its location is very hidden. The ten days given also proves that the difficulty is very high, otherwise it would not be so generous. Therefore, this test Or is it the brain? Or the ability to observe?”
Everyone is talking useless nonsense... They are trying to guide others to come up with some ideas...
Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun looked at each other, closed their mouths at the same time, and thought to themselves:
What idiot would fall for such a despicable method?
We are all competitors, how can we share ideas?
"Ha!" Zhao Yuanji, a stern young man with a golden sword, sat astride a bench and sneered:
"What the saint said is wrong. How can you guarantee that what the landlady said is true? She is not hiding something from us? Otherwise, if she really gives us a fairy fate, where will she go to attract customers in the future? Isn't it cutting off the way to make money? In my opinion, Just like the reason why Ji Ping'an was able to pass the customs, these townspeople will definitely reveal some key information, it depends on which of us can pry open their mouths."
After saying that, he raised his head proudly, feeling as if he had defeated all the geniuses in terms of IQ.
idiot!
Everyone looked at him with pity. Ji Ping'an shook his head, thinking that it was so cute.
Zhao Yuanyang next to him twitched his lips, ashamed to be in the company of his elder brother.
"So that's it!" Zhao Xinghuo suddenly realized, with a look of admiration on his face:
"I also think this guess is reliable!"
Zhao Yuanji's spirit was shaken, and he felt sympathy for the star officer of Huoyuan. He briefly forgot about the unpleasantness of being defeated in the Qintian Prison during his martial arts performance.
Ji Ping'an sighed.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go find him right now." Zhao Xinghuo stood up, a little excited.
But he gave Ji Ping'an a faint glance and said:
"Eat first, ten days. If it's really simple, whoever asks first will get the upper hand, then what's the point? It's more important to keep your spirits up."
Hearing this, some disciples from other sects who were ready to make moves also sat down and were convinced.
A group of people had been in the mountains for three days. Even though they were practitioners, they were sleepy and hungry. Now the landlady was busy and served meals, and they started to enjoy them immediately.
During this period, some people frequently tested him. Unfortunately, the landlady didn't know anything about it, which made everyone quite frustrated.
…
After meal.
A group of people stood up in a tacit understanding, divided into five teams according to their respective sects, walked out of the inn, and walked in different directions of the town, preparing to understand the situation first.
Pei's master's servant followed Ji Ping'an.
While walking in the town, Pei Qian kept talking:
"Boss, do you think the clues really lie with the townspeople?"
"have no idea."
"Boss, have you been to Yuhang?"
"……without."
"I heard that all of you Qintianjian disciples are going out to practice. Come to our Lanzhou when the time comes, so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord. Let me tell you, Yuhang is no worse than the gods, and it's too serious and boring here. , our place is very lively, not to mention the prosperous commerce, rich products, and numerous literati and talented people, but also the wonderful families and three religions and nine streams in the world. I have not been able to understand it even when I was growing up, and the water is very deep."
"oh."
"Do you know that my second sister is a talented woman with a beautiful heart and a good collection of poems and poems? She likes the poems of the Imperial Master the most in her life. She always has a stack of poetry collections beside her pillow and sleeps with her arms in her arms. If she knows that you will cripple the Imperial Master, The article is complete, I must be very happy. By the way, she is still waiting for marriage, if you are interested, I can introduce it to you..."
"...I don't know, I'm not interested."
"...Then let me tell you a few famous ones in Lanzhou, such as Yunlin Temple. There are eminent monks and great virtues there, and there is also a formidable pagoda. It is said that Zhenren Liyang and Liuli Bodhisattva were there in the past. There was a dark secret."
Ji Ping'an:...
Seeing that he was silent, Pei Qian thought it was because he was curious, so he continued to whisper:
"There is also Tingxue Tower, which also has property in our city. The owner of Tingxue Tower is on the list of beauties in the world, but he is always covered with a veil. I don't know how easy it is to see... My younger brother is on the list of hidden dragons... …
"Also, in our Renjing Lu in Yuhang, there is a Mr. Qi who has been mentored by the Imperial Master. He is just one step away from entering the realm of observing the sky, but he doesn't like to go out much. He says he is observing the precepts, but I don't know what he is. Meaning. Speaking of which, I have some connection with my eldest brother."
Lord Tingxue...she is indeed good-looking.
Xiao Qi... is he just one step away from entering the Guantian? Ji Ping'an was slightly startled, and the appearance of a young man appeared in his mind, feeling a little nostalgic.
After all these years, he still kept the commandments, which was hard for him.
Pei Qian saw that he was "moved" and said again:
"There is also a legend that there is a treasure house left by the Imperial Master in the past, but no one has ever found it."
Nonsense, I can find it for you... Ji Ping'an didn't say anything. He did leave a treasure house in Yuhang and put some cultivation resources there.
In fact, he had even touched the starry sky in Yuhang.
Well, speaking of it...after breaking nine, I really need to find a chance to go there and get my things back.
However, this priority has to be pushed back.
The end of summer is approaching, and the period he calculated for the stars to return to their positions is approaching. This is the top priority. It is still unknown what changes will occur in Kyushu by then.
Just as he was thinking about it, Ji Ping'an suddenly raised his head again, looking at the blue sky above the town, frowning slightly, and once again felt the fleeting spying.
He was a little upset.
…
Throughout the afternoon, everyone explored the general situation of the town, but did not find the "immortal fate", which was not surprising.
night.
The disciples of all the major sects returned to the inn dejectedly, looked at each other, and proudly raised their chests, and walked to the rooms upstairs.
Several people from Qintian Prison automatically gathered in Ji Ping'an's room.
"Tsk." Jian Zhuang rubbed the flint, lit the candle on the table, and held up the lampshade with both hands to cover it.
The warm yellow light shone in all directions, and several star officials sat around the log-colored round table with solemn expressions, as if they were in a meeting.
Ji Ping'an took off his outer robe and put it on a wooden frame nearby. He smiled when he saw this, walked to the main seat and sat down, saying:
"Relax, the guards shouldn't be able to see into the house."
Everyone was embarrassed.
Ji Ping'an found it quite interesting and said with a smile: "After an afternoon of observation, what do you think?"
He looked at Luo Huaizhu beside him and found that the girl was staring at him confidently. He shook his head and said loudly:
"No!"
Well...you can't rely on this fool when it comes to using your brain...
Wang Xianqing, the “second child in ten thousand years,” coughed and expressed his opinion:
"As we guessed, there is indeed no existence of immortality in the town. We worked together to use astrology to deduce it, but we couldn't get any clues. However, the book also stated its existence. We can only say that the power of the Tao realm carried out the In order to avoid interference, cheating by magic is not encouraged in this link.”
Lin Qin's eyes were gentle and she said softly:
"The town is indeed not big, but there are hundreds of people living there, but there are definitely not that many immortals. I guess it would be more appropriate for those of us who enter the town to have one thing for each of us. Too many or too few are useless. unreasonable."
Shi Hao said "en" and said:
"There are dozens of them, but I'm afraid not many people can find them."
Zhao Xinghuo nodded fiercely: "Shitou is right."
Jian Zhuang took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and spread it out. On it was a sketch of the town:
"I'm thinking that if the immortals are evenly distributed in the town, different areas correspond to different households. Therefore, the immortals should be in the homes of some residents, but not every household may have them."
Lin Qin nodded and also took out a piece of paper with names written on it:
"I observed carefully in the afternoon. The townspeople can be roughly divided into two categories. One is those with 'occupations' and the other is ordinary. The former is similar to a boss lady, while the latter is more mediocre. I think the former has clues. is more likely."
She pointed to the name above and said:
"For example, these people, I think are quite special."
Ji Ping'an looked over and found that they were:
Teachers, masons, blacksmiths, solitary woodcutters, rice shop owners, prostitutes, headhunters, beggars, madmen.
He raised his eyebrows, surprised by Lin Qin's keenness and ability. The female star officer looked at him and couldn't help but smile confidently, and glanced at Luo Huaizhu in a subtle and superior manner.
Luo Huaizhu stared at the air in a daze.
"Why is it special? Because of profession?" Ji Ping'an asked casually, not seeming very concerned.
"Yes," Lin Qin nodded seriously, his eyes sparkling with wisdom:
"These people are obviously different from other townspeople, and I think they are worth focusing on."
The word strategy was invented by the National Master.
Ji Ping'an nodded and looked around at everyone: "What do you think?"
Zhao Xinghuo nodded fiercely: "Junior Sister Lin is right!"
Anyway, you think whoever speaks is right... Everyone was helpless and couldn't help but turn Qi Yi's eyes to Ji Ping'an.
There were only a few people in the Qintian Prison, so Luo Huaizhu and Zhao Xinghuo were completely hopeless.
As for how to extract information from the aboriginal people in the Tao realm, everyone thinks that Ji Ping'an is the most experienced.
However, Ji Ping'an only shook his head, yawned and said:
"I don't have a clue. Let's look at it tomorrow. After all, we have been busy for so long and everyone is tired. Let's go to bed first. Well, you can divide it up and let each of you deal with different people tomorrow. This will be more efficient."
Anyway, fighting is prohibited in the town, so there is no need to worry about being besieged after the people disperse.
Everyone looked at each other and had no choice but to nod in agreement, simply allocate the manpower, and then left one after another.
In the end, only the Luohuai Bamboo Pestle was left standing there in a daze, not moving.
Ji Ping'an looked at her curiously. After traveling in the mountains for several days, the girl's already sloppy appearance became even more miserable.
His hair was disheveled, and his face was stained with dust at some point.
Ji Ping'an subconsciously raised his hand, used his warm thumb to help her shave clean, and then said teasingly:
"Why don't you go back to sleep?"
Luo Huaizhu was stunned for a moment, and he was agitated, like a groundhog that was suddenly picked up. He lowered his head, his thin shoulders looked a little lonely, and whispered:
"not sleepy."
Ji Ping'an said suspiciously: "Really?"
Luo Huaizhu didn't say anything. She didn't want to say anything. She just wanted to stay with Ji Ping'an for a while longer.
The inarticulate "Taoist" has been under great pressure these past two days.
She just doesn't show much emotion, but that doesn't mean she really doesn't feel anything.
After entering the Tao realm, the girl's thin shoulders carried all the hopes of Qin Tianjian. According to her character, she should have run blindfolded and ignored no one.
But she didn't. Instead, she slowed down and circled along the primeval forest, looking for as many star officers as possible, and then worked hard to lead them through each level.
But even though she has worked very hard, the number of star officials following her is still inevitably getting fewer and fewer...
What she didn't say was that she really wanted to cry when she was at Zhenyao Pass at noon.
Because she thought at that time that she couldn't bring Wang Xian and the others into the town, and she might have to rely on a few of them to sacrifice themselves in order to cover her entry.
By then, she will be the only star official in the entire town.
How will "everyone" watching this scene from the outside feel sad?
But at that time, Ji Ping'an came. He who was not supposed to be here, unexpectedly appeared, and then brought everyone in with ease.
Luo Huaizhu was a little happy, but also a little ashamed.
At this time, after everyone left, she finally lowered her head and said in frustration like a mosquito:
"Am I... very useless? I almost didn't bring anyone in, and I can't help now."
Ji Ping'an was stunned for a moment and looked at her gloomy profile for a few seconds before he realized what he was thinking and guessed the girl's thoughts. He said softly:
"Topping the list that day... must be very tiring."
Luo Huaizhu felt his heart was kicked and was stunned.
No one had ever told her this.
Ji Pingan said softly:
"For such a big reward, all hopes are on you. Being number one on the Heavenly Ranking may seem like a great thing, but why isn't the pressure not great? After all, other sects have at least two powerful people who can share the support. We only have You alone."
Luo Huaizhu's eyes turned red, and the girl turned her head to avoid looking at him.
It's obviously the center of things.
So, don't look at a person who looks naive on the outside. He has a clear heart and is not stupid. He understands everything in his heart.
Suddenly, he felt his hair being rubbed by a warm hand. Ji Ping'an rubbed it suspiciously and said:
"This is all ashes. Go back and wash your hair. Don't worry, I'm here."
"Yeah!" The girl blushed, jumped off the stool, and ran away.
When she heard the words "Don't worry, I'm here", the heaviness in her heart that had been weighing on her for several days suddenly disappeared.
Naturally, she didn't see Ji Ping'an look at her back with helpless eyes.
Everyone knows that although the Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty is good at playing tricks, he is actually a very small-minded person and he is also very protective of his shortcomings.
The initial purpose of participating in the Grand Prize was to obtain the qualifications to start "stargazing" reasonably and smoothly, but as time went on, it became more and more of a responsibility.
After all, this is the Qintian Prison created by me. How come I can be bullied by outsiders after I die?
The same logic applies to solving the problem of Yanwu, although the young man on the dragon throne who has never been seen before has no idea how much blood he still has with that bastard of the first-generation God Emperor.
But at least the Zhou dynasty had more than half of its own contributions. How could it overshadow the little guy from Mo Lin?
So Ji Ping'an took action and seemed to be nosy, but if he didn't do that, he wouldn't be him.
Including this Dao realm scene, not to mention the "viewing the sky" that follows.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he lost so badly that even a group of juniors couldn't protect him while he was present?
But speaking of it...
Ji Ping'an was half leaning on the bed, looking at the antique window curtains, and thinking to himself:
"Xin Yaoguang, why are you flying? There are too many familiar people in this town."
…
next door.
The Taoist disciples also gathered around the round table and shared their opinions with each other.
"...That's probably it. We believe that these townspeople with 'professionals' are the most suspicious." The Taoist disciple who had faked the match and deliberately lost the competition pointed at the paper on the table and said.
Saint Yu Yu said "grace" and glanced at the Holy Son reservedly and coldly:
"What do you think?"
The Holy Son did not sit at the table, but stood in the corner with his hands behind his back, because he felt that sitting together would be a shame. At this moment, he said calmly:
"I have a method, please listen carefully."
Brush - a group of people pricked up their ears, wondering if the Holy Son had anything to say?
Then he listened to the Holy Son's words with a smile and said:
"Have you ever heard that treasures are inhabited by those who are virtuous? What is virtue? For us practitioners, it is the blessing of good luck. Since ancient times, talented people have been carrying good luck. They can find treasures even if they fall off a cliff, no matter what. Even in dangerous situations, I can be safe and sound, and I... am undoubtedly a person of great luck. When I meet the townspeople one by one tomorrow, the foolish people and foolish women will bow to them and hand over the immortal destiny. Wouldn't it be happy? "
The air was briefly quiet.
Everyone turned around as if nothing had happened and ignored "Sage Youde" and said:
"Let's continue. Where did we just talk?"
The Holy Son was quite displeased at being ignored. He turned into a light and shadow and fled away, leaving only one sentence:
"There is no way to make a fool of yourself!"
Yu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a trace of solemnity appeared on his delicate pink face:
"I discovered a strange place. Do you think...some of the people in the town look a little familiar?"
look familiar?
Hearing this sentence, some people were confused, but there were also several disciples who were thoughtful. One of them said:
"Turns out I'm not the only one feeling this way."
Seeing other people looking at him, this disciple from the Scroll Department took courage and said:
"Some of the people in the town, or in other words, among the people we suspected just now, several of them look familiar. I recalled it carefully. Several of them seemed to be somewhat similar to the great Zhou generals, and two of them, let me Reminds me of the first Duke..."
After he described it, many people were moved.
One person said: "It seems to be true. For example, the stonemason looks like General Chen Xuanwu to me, but he is different from the portrait. He is much younger."
They were no strangers to the founding heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Not to mention the temples in the city, even the picture albums on the bookstalls had descriptions of them.
Stories about these people are also widely circulated throughout the Zhou Dynasty.
But first of all, there is a gap between the portrait and the real appearance. Even if the painter Mo Lin takes action, he only captures the charm, and it is relatively rare to completely copy the portrait.
Secondly, although there are portraits of the heroes, they are all left after the founding of the country, and their temperament and appearance are different from when they were young.
So not sure.
"It seems that this may be the key to breaking the situation." Yu Yu was a little excited. She felt that she had found the big secret.
Eagerly wanting to find immortality before Ji Ping'an, he wanted to go to him and give him a hard time.
Her face was full of seriousness:
"The people in the town are probably not fabricated out of thin air, but have historical prototypes. And this is the clue left for us. I tried to contact a few people today, but they were not very willing to talk to us outsiders, and seemed to treat us badly. Very contradictory, if they really have the character of god generals and princes, then maybe they can open a breakthrough in a targeted way.
"In addition, if you put it this way, those who look familiar must be important people. Someone who looks special like the boss lady may be a deception and worthless."
Everyone was shocked and felt that it made sense and said:
"What are the personalities of the generals and princes?"
Yu Yuqiong wrinkled her nose slightly and hummed:
"How could this saint know that you don't usually study the biographies of heroes?"
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
…
Outside the window, the night is getting darker.
The lights in each room in the inn were turned off one after another. After three days of running around in the primeval forest, even the Pojiu cultivator was actually exhausted, and he was just holding on.
After the discussion, regardless of whether they had a clue or not, they all chose to go back to the house and sleep, otherwise their minds would be groggy and it would be pointless.
In the darkness, Ji Pingan opened his eyes, put on his coat, and walked towards the door.
Pushing open the carved door on the second floor, he came to a corridor with evenly distributed guest rooms on the left and right sides. He stepped to the railing and looked down.
In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, most of the lights were turned off, and the tables were immersed in darkness, motionless.
The door of the inn was closed, but there was still a light on at the counter. The proprietress, who was wearing a headscarf and the cuffs of her linen clothes were rolled up, looked quite capable. She was keeping accounts with one hand and making calculations with the other.
With a happy smile on his face.
Immersed in the joy of counting money, it wasn't until Ji Pingan came closer that he suddenly realized it. He raised his head and glanced at him in surprise, blinked and said:
"The latrine is at the back, I'll take you there."
As he spoke, this free-spirited and enthusiastic woman swayed her hips and led the way to a corner of the inn.
Ji Ping'an did not move, but looked at her back with some nostalgia in his eyes, and suddenly said softly:
"Sanniang, do you have any wine?"
The landlady's body shook violently, and she turned her head inch by inch. Guazi's face showed surprise at first, and then confusion:
"You...recognize me?"
…
In a room of the Beast Control Sect.
The room was pitch dark with no light at all.
In the center of the bedroom, the table and chairs were moved to the corner. A huge, fat snow bear with transparent and flawless hair was lying on the floor, sleeping soundly, making a low snore like the north wind.
On the bed, in the middle of the quilt with a red brocade surface and a white cloth edge, there was a bulge, which suddenly turned and turned sideways.
"call."
Suddenly, a small hand stretched out from the corner of the quilt, opened a crack, and then suddenly opened it, and Zhao Yuanyang's little head emerged from the quilt.
He was sitting on the bed, holding the quilt tightly with both hands, and there was a trace of nervousness on his pink and jade-like face.
When he saw the big bear, the uneasy feeling subsided slightly, but there were already beads of sweat on his forehead.
Only a few people in the Beast Control Sect knew that Zhao Yuanyang had taken the bed.
Therefore, she hasn't slept well since she came to Shendu. She often had to be held by Luan Yu to sleep, and she finally recognized Shendu's bed, and ended up entering the Tao realm again.
"well."
Zhao Yuanyang sighed like a young adult, his whole body felt weak and lacked energy.
After three days of continuous torment, the little girl really couldn't stand it, but her body was obviously very tired, but she couldn't sleep.
She dawdled for a few times, then wrapped herself in the quilt and jumped to the ground. Her feet made a crisp "snap" sound when they stepped on the floor.
He walked to the big bear and sat down, then tilted his body and leaned his head on the big bear's undulating belly. His eyelids were fighting crazily, but it still didn't work.
"Snoring... snoring..."
She sat upright again like a roly-poly, raised her little fist, and hit the big bear's belly, and there was no sound.
I was about to fall asleep on my back, but after a two-second pause, the Snow Bear snored again:
"Snoring... snoring..."
Zhao Yuanyang collapsed, grabbed the token from the air, took the big bear in, and then sat alone on the floor wrapped in a quilt, distracted.
At this time, she suddenly heard some sounds and became a little more energetic.
He stood up slowly, walked to the door little by little, opened the door, stared at the dark circles under his eyes, walked to the railing, looked down, and then froze.
…
"You...recognize me?"
Pei Sanniang was stunned, her eyes full of confusion.
She remembered clearly that she had not introduced her name. Could it be that someone else in the town told her?
But...why is the tone of the young man in front of me so complicated?
Ji Ping'an laughed and walked to the counter in a familiar manner.
Then he raised his hand and opened the third cabinet door on the left, and sure enough, he took out a mesh sieve.
Then he twisted around and opened the second pottery vat on the right, and sure enough he found a vat of turbid wine.
Start sifting the wine for yourself using a sieve.
Familiar, just like before.
"No... we know each other." Ji Ping'an said.
…
ps: typos should be corrected first and then corrected
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