Chapter 443

The wind blew through the peach forest, gifting a sky full of peach blossoms.

Sun Yuanqing stood on the dam, stroking his white beard, with a smile on his face.

The other party's response speed was still very fast, and they still gave face.

With a big stone in his heart landing, Sun Yuanqing only felt a sense of relaxation all over his body.

Soon, Daoist Sun became truly relaxed.

Because he left the ground and flew up.

The petals drifting out of the peach forest condensed into a giant hand in mid-air, gripping Daoist Sun.

Formation masters are not good at fists and kicks; of course, fists and kicks didn't have much meaning at this time.

Under the gaze of everyone on the dam, Daoist Sun was grabbed into the peach forest.

A person in this life is ultimately going to be buried; if not buried here, then buried there.

Lihua: "In-law grandfather..."

Xiong Shan pulled his wife's arm.

Sometimes, it's not that you don't want to manage, but that you can't manage; once the one inside gets a temper, even if the old lady comes in person, she can't suppress it.

Xiong Shan: "I'm going to the fish pond."

Lihua: "I'm going to make paper offerings."

Xiong Shan walked down the dam first, stopped, turned his head, and saw Lihua put Benben back into the baby bed.

"Send the child back!"

Lihua was stunned for a moment and picked up Benben again.

Xiong Shan: "Send him back, send him back, let the child go accompany the young master and young lady to relieve boredom."

The one under the peach forest was quite good to their family; at this time, the two adults couldn't go report the situation, but when sending the child back, if Young Master Li asked himself, they could reply, or simply let Benben "state" it himself.

Lihua held Benben and returned to Li Sanjiang's house again.

On the dam, sat a group of people, and they were all holding scrolls and appreciating them.

Zhao Yi had a pipe in his mouth.

Compared to the waves on the river, the waves on the ground are relatively simpler and more direct.

After all, Li had already told him his final goal.

Blood porcelain—Li wanted him to go near Yumen Pass to take it back, the more the better, and it would be best to keep the porcelain bottle intact.

Saving the groping through clouds and mist, cutting off the interference of weak branches and forks, this work was done in a refreshing way.

Tan Wenbin was assigned four paintings, and he and Lin Shu You were both looking at them seriously, occasionally bowing their heads to exchange a few words.

Lin Shu You didn't really understand what he needed to exchange, but since Brother Bin valued him so much, he definitely had to make a positive response:

Yeah, right, that's correct, I think so too.

Tan Wenbin was under a bit of pressure; in the past, he had no problem being the vanguard or temporarily commanding the team; he knew Brother Xiaoyuan was backing him up.

But this time, Brother Xiaoyuan wasn't walking the same line as him and the others, so he had to take on the whole process.

Runsheng closed his eyes.

Sitting here is giving respect; wanting his brain would be asking too much.

Chen Xiyuan was better; she held the closed painting scroll in her hand and also sat there; although she didn't study the paintings, she at least kept her eyes open, as if appreciating the pastoral autumn scenery in front.

Chen girl's river-walking had always been this style.

Take a look, grasp it, and that's enough.

Next, when the wind direction arrives, she will naturally be led on the road, and then the ones that should be knocked down will be knocked down, the ones that should be smashed to death will be smashed to death, and this wave will be walked.

In fact, at this moment, the three groups of people sitting on the dam were not doing any research here, but waiting for the waves on the ground to give them guidance.

Lihua sent Benben to the second floor again.

In the room, Li Zhuiyuan was helping A Li organize her mountaineering bag.

Since they started college, the team's clothing and equipment had been customized, and the designer was A Li.

Therefore, A Li had always had her own mountaineering bag.

When going out, it was naturally impossible to have at least one new set of clothes every day like at home.

Under normal circumstances, the partners would only put one set of clothes for backup in their mountaineering bags, but Li Zhuiyuan put two sets for A Li—one green, one red, which were the practice uniforms of the Qin and Liu families.

After putting the carving knife, writing brush, talisman paper, and some materials into the bag, Li Zhuiyuan lifted it personally to confirm the weight was appropriate before putting the bag back on the table.

A Li's gaze fell on the box of Jianlibao in the room.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Take two cans and put them in; you can buy them on the road."

The girl chose two cans of Jianlibao and two straws and put them into her bag.

Lihua waited at the door for a while, and seeing that Young Master Li didn't pay attention to her side, she really didn't know how to speak, so she had to put Benben into the room and go down.

Benben stood up and swayed toward Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to look at him.

Benben sat down, his mouth made "wuwu" sounds, and his hands performed a non-existent object performance.

It was like farming, first digging a hole to bury on the left hand side, then digging it out and continuing to bury it on the right hand side.

After the performance ended, Benben raised his eyes, looked at the big brother carefully, with a shy and ingratiating smile on his face.

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the room.

Benben let out a sigh of relief; he knew the big brother understood his expression, which was also why he had always been so afraid of the big brother.

Li Zhuiyuan came to the terrace and looked down:

"Chen Xiyuan."

"Here."

Chen Xiyuan stood up immediately.

She quite liked this feeling of being ordered around by a little brother.

This could allow her to push away all distractions and not have to think about those things that shouldn't be thought about.

"Since you're back, go to the peach forest and comfort the lonely old man."

"Understood!"

Chen Xiyuan held the flute and strode forward.

Arriving at the bearded man's house, Chen Xiyuan walked straight into the peach forest.

In the past, her entering the peach forest had been very simple, but this time, she felt resistance.

The one inside didn't seem to want to see her at this moment.

As if he already knew her purpose for coming here now, although she herself didn't know what this purpose was.

Domain, unfolded.

The resistance trembled immediately.

She could perceive that it wasn't that her domain had suppressed this peach forest all at once, but that the other party had actively chosen to withdraw his hand.

Walking inside, Chen Xiyuan saw a compass with an ancient shape and hidden mysteries falling on the ground.

She didn't pick it up.

Continuing to walk inside, Chen Xiyuan walked to the side of the water pool.

Don't know how many peach branches were submerged in the water pool at this time, and bubbles were constantly rising under the water pool.

Qing'an's gaze fell on the small patch of clouds and mist on Chen Xiyuan's domain.

He raised his hand, and all the peach branches in the water pool were withdrawn, and that ancient zither flew out from the wooden house and landed in front of him.

No opening, no prelude, Qing'an played casually.

Chen Xiyuan accompanied with the flute sound.

When the two played together, the clouds and mist in her domain constantly changed and evolved; although the proportion of the domain occupied was still very low, one could already see the future weather.

Qing'an looked at the clouds and mist, his thoughts moved by the melody, as if returning to that sea of clouds back then.

Don't know exactly how much time passed, only knowing the sun began to tilt downward, Qing'an stopped playing the zither and waved his hand at Chen Xiyuan:

"I give this face."

Chen Xiyuan: "Thank you."

This "thank you" had two points of redundancy.

One was because Chen Xiyuan didn't know what she had exchanged for with the face, and the second was that the face wasn't given to her.

However, playing with Qing'an was indeed very enjoyable for her.

Turning around to walk out, she saw the compass that had fallen on the ground again.

Coming from the Dragon King family, there was definitely no problem with her eyesight.

Chen Xiyuan picked up the compass, blew on it, and brought it back to give to the little brother.

Walking out of the peach forest, leaving the bearded man's house, and walking on the village road, Chen Xiyuan suddenly felt the compass in her hand trembling.

She held the compass in front of her.

The compass seemed to be stimulated by some kind of induction and solved and operated on its own.

There are unique communication media between major forces in the world of martial arts; she had followed her grandfather to a meeting at "Wangjiang Tower" back then and met the little brother who had followed Grandma Liu to the meeting for the first time there.

This was it, still a bit low-level, and there was no way to project consciousness into it completely.

Chen Xiyuan pressed her fingertips to the center of the compass, and soon, a message was transmitted into her mind.

Location, appearance of strange phenomena, sheep-shaped totem.

Sun Yuanqing was not a simple person in the world of martial arts; he also had an identity on the public side, although he had been damaged in the foundation of the great array in order to maintain it when he was in Ji'an, and he had also stated that it was inconvenient to come out to do things for the time being.

But he had the authority to know some information and dynamics, and that side also hoped he could provide some suggestions.

The compass returned to normal.

Chen Xiyuan opened the painting scroll, sheep-shaped totem... that's it!

... ===== CHAPTER 444 =====