The boys went back into the mountains, and Yan Cheng found a stream with clear water. He squatted by the side and played with the water in a childish manner.
Just as I was watching the little fish running out from under the stone, my vision suddenly went dark and a layer of warmth covered my eyes.
It was obviously a pair of hands.
He raised his arm, grasped the man's wrist, and stood still, waiting for the person behind him to speak the standard sentence.
However, half a minute passed and the man remained quiet, as if waiting for him to react.
But that's not right, he couldn't help but remind: "At this time you should say guess who I am."
"Guess who I am."
He asked very cooperatively, so Yan Cheng also answered in a standard way: "I guess you are Leng Yan."
"Yes, it's me."
When the light returned, Yan Cheng saw Leng Yan squatting behind him. He swiped his hand into the stream, turned around and flicked it at Leng Yan's face: "You really have a childlike charm."
"No comparison to the master." Leng Yan wiped his face elegantly with a handkerchief. "When I was the master's age, I didn't play in the water anymore."
"You've lost your memory, haven't you? How do you know you didn't play in the water when you were ten?"
"intuition."
Yan Cheng chuckled, snatched the handkerchief from Leng Yan's hand and wiped his slightly damp hands: "You can even intuitively sense the lost past, you are really amazing."
"Thank you for the compliment." Leng Yan said modestly.
"..." Yan Cheng noticed that Leng Yan's face was getting thicker and thicker, so he threw the used handkerchief back and asked, "Was there anyone watching us from behind?"
When they were in the main hall of Jiyuan Temple, Yan Cheng vaguely felt that someone was secretly spying on them, but he was not very sure because he did not find the person who was spying on them.
But it doesn’t matter. If there really is someone hiding in the dark that he hasn’t discovered, Leng Yan, who is more skilled in martial arts than him, will always find the clues.
This was indeed the case. After Yan Cheng and his group left, Leng Yan did not leave. He observed outside Jiyuan Temple for a while and indeed saw a group of people who were obviously not ordinary people coming out.
After hearing his description of those people's appearance, Yan Cheng nodded: "It's not my illusion. It turns out that those people are really hiding behind and spying on us."
I don’t know what the purpose is.
Moreover, rather than observing him and his classmates, Yan Cheng felt that those people were observing him. He was not sure if he was too narcissistic.
only……
Yan Cheng thought of the eye contact just now. The emotions in those eyes were very complicated, and the shape of the eyes was also very familiar.
Peach blossom eyes with upturned tails...
He seems to have the same eye shape.
"They have experts over there. I was almost discovered when I made a little noise. I didn't dare get any closer. I didn't hear anything they said. I just saw them pick up a monk and leave."
As soon as Leng Yan said that he didn't dare to get close, Yan Cheng became interested and instantly put aside what he had just thought of.
"Even you don't dare to get close to him, how powerful of a master is he?"
Leng Yan is the most powerful martial arts master Yan Cheng has ever seen. Yan Cheng can really be described as a powerful person by Leng Yan.
"Don't act like I'm the best martial artist in the world." Leng Yan was proud of his own martial arts talent, but he also admitted that he was still not as good as those equally gifted seniors. "That person's martial arts is definitely better than mine."
He paused and said, "But sooner or later I will surpass him."
"Yes, I believe you." Yan Cheng stood on tiptoe and patted Leng Yan's shoulder. "You are only seventeen or eighteen years old now. You are practicing martial arts hard every day. You will definitely become more powerful in the future."
Yan Cheng wasn't sure how old Leng Yan was, but judging from his appearance, he looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Yes, I will be even more powerful." Leng Yan said, "Then I will protect you and will never let anyone hurt you."
Yan Cheng didn't understand why he suddenly jumped into the topic of protecting him, but seeing that he was talking excitedly, he cooperated and encouraged him.
"Yeah, you're the best!"
Yan Cheng gave a bright smile, just as Leng Yan, whose mind was blank, saw it at first sight.
*
On the other side, after more than half a month, Yan Guangyi and his group finally arrived at the capital of Daxia.
Yan Xi, Yan Luo and Chu Yuan were sitting in a carriage. When they saw the capital city that their parents had been longing for for many years, the two children were a little disappointed.
"The capital city isn't much more prosperous than Yulin Prefecture, but it has more people than Yulin Prefecture. It feels boring."
The restrictions on women in Daxia were not very strict, and no one stopped Yan Xi from lifting the curtains of the carriage to see the excitement outside. Even Chu Yuan was beside her, observing the changes in the capital.
From the time Yan Guangyi was appointed as an official in Yulin Prefecture to now, Chu Yuan has not returned to the capital for ten years.
For some reason, every time she packed her luggage to come to the capital, something would happen before she left, preventing her from going to the capital as planned.
Then the only option was to ask the housekeeper to take the children to the capital for a walk.
Ten years was enough time for a babbling child to grow into a teenager, and it was also enough time for the capital city to change into a city that Chu Yuan did not recognize. Chu Yuan was filled with mixed feelings.
During the past ten years, she has developed a new social circle in Yulin Prefecture. Due to the difficulty in keeping in touch, she seldom contacts her former close friends, and their relationships have gradually faded. I wonder how many people in the capital still remember her.
"Mom, big sister, look, it's a picture of a beauty!"
While Chu Yuan was distracted, the carriage moved forward a little further. The picture of a beauty as tall as a person came into Yan Luo's sight. He leaned against the window and shouted in surprise and excitement.
"Really." Yan Xi looked over, her eyes curved with a smile, "Acheng is really amazing. It hasn't been long since this painting of a beautiful woman arrived in the capital."
Yan Xi and Yan Luo witnessed the creation of this painting of beauty with their own eyes, so they naturally knew who its author was.
A month ago, Yan Cheng drew this picture of a beauty on inspiration and showed it to Chu Yuan, so Chu Yuan recognized the painting at this time.
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