She wasn't angry at Tao Banxian's closed-minded behavior. Anyone would be on edge and suspicious if something evil came to their door in the middle of the night.
Tao Banxian dared not open his eyes.
Until his sister came out of the room.
"Brother, it's a beautiful older sister!"
Tao Banxian instinctively protected Tao Xiaomei.
Then he looked in Yan Jiu's direction.
After seeing Yan Jiu.
Tao Banxian was already seven or eight parts convinced; he firmly believed that nothing could imitate Yan Jiu's face.
[What does this mean? Who is Master Jiu talking to?]
Is anyone inside?
[Speaking of which, whose house is empty?]
[There's a little girl's voice.]
[It sounds like Lao Tao's younger sister's voice.]
"What a coincidence!"
[Master Jiu just happened to arrive in Peach Blossom Village, and just happened to meet Tao the Half-Immortal of Peach Blossom Village?]
[Outrageous!]
What was that little angel beating up at the door?
Why isn't Master Jiu's camera on? Is there something we VIPs can't see? *scratching his head.jpg*
[It's probably something that can't be explained, like something shrouded in mist; those who understand, understand.]
Now that you mention it... I understand!
Yan Jiu closed the live stream and carried the docile bronze mirror and the doll into her lodging.
Tao Banxian brought out several plates of fruit: "My home is simple, but I am grateful that you do not find it offensive."
As they were talking.
He looked at the bronze mirror.
The palm-sized bronze mirror is covered with the marks of time, so rusted that it no longer reflects a person's image.
Now there's an inconspicuous crack on the corner of the hand, making it impossible to tell how terrible it was at the beginning.
Tao Banxian knew that it was this mirror that had taken his heart out and then put it back in, leaving him terrified for half the night. He couldn't help but admire Yan Jiu, who could easily subdue the mirror.
Yan Jiu picked up an orange: "You're welcome."
She looked at Tao Xiaomei, who was staring longingly at the doll, and put the doll on her shoulder onto the table.
Tao Xiaomei, who had never seen a toy before, asked, "Pretty sister, can I touch it?"
Yan Jiu simply said, "Ask it."
Tao Xiaomei asked cautiously.
A gust of wind blew the doll sitting on the table, and it fell into Tao Xiaomei's arms.
Yan Jiu explained on behalf of the doll: "It agreed."
Tao Xiaomei was overjoyed.
He revealed a childlike, innocent smile.
Tao Banxian was heartbroken.
He knew what he had to do.
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