Red Heart Survey

Jiang Wang sneaked back to Ling Xiao Pavilion.

The whole process is very secretive.

With a mask on his face, his body was airtight.

If he hadn't written a letter to Ye Qingyu in advance, he would have been kicked out of the door by the sect guards of the High Heaven Pavilion, and there was no possibility of sneaking into the secret place.

Of course, Ye Qingyu gave him a rare look, and he was cold-faced all the way to pick him up into Lingxiao's secret place.

Jiang Wang didn't know that Ye Qingyu once thought he was dead.

But he knew that if he disappeared for no reason, his relatives and friends would inevitably worry.

He is not the kind of person who is extremely selfish, and he does not feel that he deserves the infinite tolerance of his relatives and friends just because he escaped death. Especially from beginning to end, he did not inform anyone of his actions.

"Hey that..."

Jiang Wang tried to liven up the atmosphere, his voice was a little dull through the mask: "The scenery is so beautiful!"

Ye Qingyu led the way and did not respond.

There really isn't much to respond to.

She grew up here since she was a child, and every plant and tree is so familiar that she can't be more familiar. Does Jiang Wang still need to tell how the scenery here is?

"Fellow Taoist, please be careful, the steps ahead are steep!" Jiang Wang took the initiative to care.

Ye Qingyu: ...

Everyone is a cultivator in the inner palace with supernatural powers. Could it be that I can't even walk a step steadily?

She said angrily: "You should think about how to explain to An An later! She has been crying for several days!"

"Ah yes." Jiang Wang said with some guilt: "It should be explained."

Immediately, he brought some confidence again: "But I have already made preparations."

As a co-author, I just prepared to explain to Jiang An'an, right? Send me a letter to Yunhe and just say "Fellow Daoist, come pick me up"?

Ye Qingyu turned cold again, and quickened his pace.

Jiang Wanghun didn't know what went wrong, so he could only keep up.

Considering that Jiang Wang wanted to hide his whereabouts, Ye Qingyu deliberately took him along a secret path, avoiding other disciples in the pavilion, and came to Jiang Anan's room.

At that time, Xiao An'an was preparing copybooks, sitting upright at the desk, holding the brush neatly, and writing carefully - Jiang Wang had bought too much for her at one time before.

"An'an!" Ye Qingyu showed a bright smile: "Look who's coming!"

Xiao An'an turned around and recognized Jiang Wang next to Ye Qingyu at a glance, even though he was so tightly wrapped and bulky.

As soon as the little mouth pouted, it was about to start crying.

"Jiang An'an, the cutest in the world, look what this is!" Jiang Wang rushed forward, flicked the pen and ink she was practicing calligraphy, and arranged out delicious food like a magic trick.

There are gold paper pig's trotters, crispy bamboo cakes, Qingzhi noodles, Yunxiao cakes... and a can of steaming Yanbai soup.

"These are all New Year's gifts prepared by my brother. I bought them in Weiguo. The road is too far and I lost my way, so I'm late!"

After Kujue left, he thought about it, and decided to return to Lingxiao Pavilion. No matter where he was going next, he had to talk to An An. Her little heart is actually sensitive and fragile, if she just left without a sound like this, she will definitely be sad.

Moreover, after Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui's pursuit failed this time, as long as he didn't die and go to Zhuang country, he would actually be very safe in the western region. It is impossible for a country leader and a country minister to do nothing all day long and just wait to kill him.

The country closest to the barren mountain where Monk Kujue beat him violently was Weiguo. He made a special trip to Weiguo, asked many locals, and gathered a table of special delicacies carefully.

When getting along with Jiang An'an, the biggest weapon he has is eating.

Jiang An'an blinked, her long eyelashes pinching off a teardrop that was about to fall, like broken jade.

Jiang Wang felt his hand being held by a soft little hand.

"Are you afraid when you get lost?" Jiang Anan looked at him and asked seriously.

Jiang Wang was stunned.

He just made up a random reason, saying that he was lost. A monk with supernatural powers getting lost is as ridiculous as a monk with supernatural powers who can't walk steadily on the steps.

Probably only children would believe it.

Probably only Jiang An'an will always give him the purest care.

"Yes, a little." Jiang Wang said with a forced smile.

"Don't be afraid in the future, I will find you when you get lost!" Jiang Anan nodded, as if emphasizing her reliability.

Ye Qingyu said warmly: "I can testify that An An has been looking for it for several days. She is really the best sister in the world!"

Jiang Wang has infinite tenderness in his heart, and under the cover of the mask, he can hide his fragility.

"You Daoist Ye, let's eat together." He spread out the bowls and chopsticks to invite.

Ye Qingyu quickly put away the softness on his face, glanced at him, and said coldly: "I still have something to do, let's go."

After all, he turned around and left.

They have completely different attitudes towards Jiang An'an and Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang was confused, and while helping Jiang Anan disassemble the gold paper pig's trotters, he asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Little Jiang An'an is really not a reliable answerer, but he has no one else to ask at this time.

"Unhappy." Jiang Anan ate the glutinous pig's trotters.

Jiang Wang helped her remove all the bones, and she only had to deal with the smooth but not greasy skin and soft tendons.

Mouth vaguely: "When you treat me badly, I will be unhappy."

"Sigh." Jiang Wang sighed: "It seems that Pavilion Master Ye really doesn't care enough about his daughter. He is probably busy with cabinet affairs and can't treat you as well as I do. It's a pity that he is an elder, so it's not convenient for me to say anything."

Jiang Anan glanced at him inexplicably, her small mouth swollen: "Uncle Ye is very kind to Sister Qingyu! She seems to be unhappy seeing you?"

"Ah, is that so?" Jiang Wang realized later.

Jiang Anan took a sip of the hot soup and nodded heavily: "You see, she left as soon as you spoke."

Jiang Wang absently fiddled with a piece of firecracker cake, letting the fragrance wander through his nose.

"No, I didn't offend her, did I?" He wondered.

"Then I don't know." Jiang An'an shrugged like a grown-up, and took another big mouthful of green weaving noodles.

This noodle is made of Weiguo's unique wind pepper wheat, which is blue in color, spicy and refreshing.

A light flashed in Jiang Wang's mind. It suddenly occurred to him that the Dao Yuan Stone he owed Ye Qingyu hadn't been returned yet. He has stated many times that he will definitely repay the resources that Ling Xiao Pavilion invested in Jiang An'an. But things like money are spent too quickly. In order to buy a squirrel box for An An, he almost emptied his entire family...

No wonder Ye Qingyu was in a bad mood! She must be afraid that she forgot to owe the debt, and she is too embarrassed to say it!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wang already knew what he should do.

Jiang An'an didn't know what was going on in his brother's mind, while eating the noodles, he looked at the firecracker cake in his hand: "Brother, do you want to eat this?"

"Oh, I've already eaten it, you can eat it." Jiang Wang handed her the bamboo cake.

Jiang Anan took it, took a bite happily, and asked casually, "Why are you still wearing a mask?"

Jiang Wang touched his nose.

If it was to hide his whereabouts, in Jiang Anan's small room right now, he didn't need to cover up at all.

But how could he have the nerve to let his sister see his bruised nose and swollen face?

Kujue felt that the old monk's genitals were very damaged. He did not cause any real injuries to Jiang Wang, but also left those bruises that could not be easily eliminated.

With Jiang Wang's current strength, it will take more effort and more time to solve the tricks left by a real person in the world...

"I'm making a game."

Jiang Wang said very seriously: "Mask game. Let's see who wears the mask for a long time and is not allowed to take it off at any time. I plan to wear it for at least a month and win the first place!"

"what the hell."

Jiang Anan wrinkled her nose in disgust: "It doesn't sound fun at all."

"All right……"

Jiang Wang sighed silently.

She must have been clamoring to play together before.

The child has grown up.

The cultivation base of coaxing children will soon be unable to keep up.