Chapter 383 Centipede
"You knew there was danger, so why did you go in?"
Yan He didn't understand.
Ye Xingzhou advised others not to go in, but he went in himself.
Moreover, changing experience points is not very realistic.
"This reason is not enough to convince the master."
Yan He put down the jade slip and looked into Ye Xingzhou's eyes. "I have water spiritual roots."
"I'll go in with you first to explore the way. If the situation is true, we'll talk about it later."
See it with your own eyes, experience it with your own eyes.
Then use the photo stone to record it. If the situation is really as Ye Xingzhou said, it will be more convincing if the photo stone is sent back.
"We'll spend a day exploring the route, and I'll arrange for the others to wait outside."
Yanhe's arrangement is currently the most practical and efficient.
One day he went into the city to explore the way, recorded the situation with a photo stone, and then reported to the leader.
Ye Xingzhou had no objection, "Then Fellow Daoist Yan must follow closely."
Yan He nodded.
The stars are hidden behind the thin clouds.
"It's getting late. Fellow Daoist Ye, please come with me to the camp to rest. We will set off at daybreak."
"good."
Two people, one in front and one behind.
Yan He was a little uncomfortable.
Ye Xingzhou is very different from when they first met.
Thinking back to the first time they met, Ye Xingzhou had a messy hair and said some harsh words to him when he was dying.
Even after death, Ye Xingzhou would strip him naked and hang him at the gate of Xuanling Sect as a mascot.
Yan He was so scared that she managed to survive.
At that time, he was grateful and wanted to beat Ye Xingzhou up.
Never before in history has the wounded been treated like this.
It was a good thing that he met Ye Xingzhou. He had no way to survive, but he was pulled back to life.
He was happy to be alive, and he was also grateful to Ye Xingzhou.
It's just a bit of a pathetic life.
When he was injured and hiding in the cave, Ye Xingzhou actually used spirit beast feces as cover.
Yan He’s spiritual power couldn’t be circulated, and he was completely dried up by the smell.
When Yan He thinks of those mosaics now, he still feels like vomiting.
When I see Ye Xingzhou again now, everything has changed.
When people are not scratching their butts, they become more serious and no longer like to play with feces.
but.
Yan He lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on her hands hanging naturally at her side.
Does scratching your butt really make you smarter?
Yan He stretched out his hand slightly, and taking advantage of the darkness of the night and the shadows of the trees, and Ye Xingzhou not looking back, he scratched him quickly.
There's no change.
Yan He raised her eyes and saw that Ye Xingzhou was already several steps ahead.
Yan He hurriedly quickened his pace to catch up.
The dead branches make a crisp sound when stepped on.
A multi-legged centipede quietly climbed up the tree trunk under the cover of night.
A rotten, mosquito-like smell spread out.
The centipede passed through the leaves and reached the branch in a corner where no one could notice it.
The centipede's dark red carapace blends in with the tree trunk.
The pair of tentacles moved.
Yan He scratched his head.
Although there were only a few steps between them, Yan He felt that she could not catch up with the figure in front of her.
So he spoke up.
"Fellow Daoist Ye..."
A voice appeared behind me.
The centipede that was about to attack quietly disappeared among the branches and leaves above his head.
Ye Xingzhou looked at Yan He and said, "Friend Yan, I just squatted down to tie my shoelaces."
Yan He was stunned and turned around to look forward.
The figure had disappeared into the night, as if it did not exist.
Were you dazzled just now?
Yan He rubbed his eyes and said, "Maybe I saw it wrongly. I thought you were ahead, so I chased after you."
"Maybe it's an illusion of the dead." Yan He added.
Ye Xingzhou hummed, "Let's go."
"good."
Just as he took a step, Ye Xingzhou's nose twitched.
Why do I smell a moldy, earthy smell?
Ye Xingzhou raised his head and glanced at the branches above his head.
Where does the smell come from?
There was already a fire ahead, and the sound of deliberately suppressed discussions.
As the two approached, the lookout immediately coughed loudly as if he had phlegm stuck in his throat to warn them.
The discussion stopped immediately.
His face was flushed red, I don't know if it was from the fire or the excitement.
Yan He was a little surprised. "What are you discussing?"
"No, senior brother, everyone is hot." Gao Qing lied without blinking.
The real boss is here, how can we get close to him and start a big fight?
"Fellow Daoist Ye, come and sit here."
Yan He gave up the space that was originally padded with hay and sat down leaning against the stone.
"Thank you."
Ye Xingzhou sat down and took out a few sweet potatoes from his storage bag and threw them into the fire to roast.
He was grilling, but why were there always people around secretly looking at him?
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes.
One by one, they sat upright, looking like gentlemen.
"Do you want to eat?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
"Just eat it, my friend." Gao Qing said with a playful smile.
Ascetics do not care about appearance.
But a good-looking face can always attract attention and make people look at it more.
Pleasing to the eyes and very friendly to the eyes.
Until Ye Xingzhou's eyes split, and he successfully made those vague gazes disappear.
The proud lion marked his territory with the aura that was unique to a king, and with a look that intimidated his prey, he successfully scared away the hyena that was preparing to dig out his anus in the dark.
Even Yan He's brain froze for a moment.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, your eyes?"
It seems like it's forked?
Ye Xingzhou straightened his eyes and said casually, "It's a secret method of practice. Do you want to learn it? It's quite simple."
Yan He declined politely.
Ye Xingzhou was a little disappointed.
If more people learn this kung fu, won't he be able to create a new school?
What a pity.
It is difficult to find a soulmate who understands the beauty of mountains and rivers.
Ye Xingzhou took out parchment paper to wrap the sweet potato and ate it slowly.
The second half of the night is for rest and recuperation.
Yan He also explained a few things.
"As usual, Gao Qing will lead the inspection tomorrow. I will first go to Beidian City to check out the situation."
"Yes, Big Brother."
The night recedes and the sun rises.
Ye Xingzhou stretched and stood up.
Bathed in the morning light, he turned around and said to Yan He.
"Let's go."
Yan He paused, her pupils meeting the light and reflecting the human figure.
Even the hair was emitting light, and between the hazy eyebrows and eyes, there seemed to be divinity.
At this moment, the withered, decayed and deserted dead city behind him came to life.
"Why are you being so dazed so early in the morning?" Ye Xingzhou spoke again.
Yan He coughed and followed up, "I'm not in a daze."
"that is."
Yan He glanced sideways.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are quite good-looking."
"Can good looks really make you eat?"
Ye Xingzhou didn't care and threw a sweet potato into Yan He's arms.
"Aren't you pretty? You have a bossy voice too."
It’s just appearance. Ye Xingzhou doesn’t care whether she’s pretty or ugly.
It grows on your face, that's your feature.
According to him, everyone is good-looking and everyone has their own characteristics.
Birthmarks are sunsets, scars are medals, and spots are stars.
Ye Xingzhou is best at mutual compliments in business.
Yan He pinched the sweet potato and took a light bite.
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked, "What is the domineering voice?"
"The kind that can slap someone in the face just by talking."
Yan He blinked, feeling a little bewildered for a moment, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm not that cruel..."
He can slap someone in the face just by talking. How powerful must the sound be.
"Then you have to learn it well." Ye Xingzhou took a bite of the sweet potato, which was so hot that it made him scramble. "Use your voice to beat the demon cultivators."
Yan He laughed.
Fellow Daoist Ye is still the interesting Fellow Daoist Ye.
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