After Jiang You let go, Yang Xuan lowered her head and ate wontons.

After eating the last wonton, she put the spoon into the bowl and said, "Your work is quite dangerous."

"Absolutely," Jiang You reached for the soup bowl in front of Yang Xuan and stacked it on his bowl, "Don't be soft-hearted, you don't even have a fan to speak for you now, except me."

"I know, I know in my heart who is good to me and who is not good to me."

"That's right."

"I'm not stupid. During the years I was alone outside, no one took advantage of me."

"Awesome, awesome."

Yang Xuan listened to Jiang You's perfunctory tone. She took out her phone and forwarded a link to Jiang You's WeChat, "Like it for me."

"What is this?" Jiang You took out his phone and clicked on the link, "Didn't you uninstall Weibo?"

"Then I pretended again. It was Sister Fu Xin's show. Pull me down and help me be careful."

"It's official," Jiang You swiped the screen, "Language program? Are you going to talk about cross talk? The first one in line is Liu Zeyan? The one who sings?"

"That's him."

"My friend's daughter is obsessed with him," Jiang You yawned and pointed upstairs, "I didn't sleep last night, and I've been so busy today that I'm so sleepy, I'll go upstairs first."

"Wait, let me ask you something." Yang Xuan called out to Jiang You.

"What's up?"

"Are there other companies like Panjin in the entertainment industry?" Yang Xuan asked.

"How could I know?"

"I'm just a little worried..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll give you an amulet." Jiang You stood up, walked to the counter, opened the drawer, and took out the small unicorn pendant that Yang Xuan had seen several times, and hung it on his finger.

While shaking, he walked to Yang Xuan and said, "I'll give it to you."

"Does this work?"

"Yes, it's so beautiful."

Yang Xuan took the little unicorn in her hand and said, "Then I'll take it with me."

"I'm going upstairs. Good night."

"Good night."

Jiang You walked upstairs and opened the door to his side.

Jiang Mo rolled up the quilt and slept on the bed like a silkworm baby.

A hammock made of spider silk hung beside the bed.

Shaking.

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heavy.

In the darkness, a ray of light came through.

It fell on her right hand that was holding the wooden knife tightly, and blood dripped down the wooden knife.

"Tang Butian!"

She raised her head.

A man walked towards her, it was Zhong Yan.

He walked up to her.

"Tang Butian, this rule change is not aimed at you."

She heard his voice.

"The outside world is constantly changing, and the mountains also need to change. We have cooperated with the government and achieved a lot of results, but..."

"Excuse." Tang Butian interrupted Zhong Yan.

"When you get to the bottom of the mountain, if you encounter difficulties..."

She turned around and walked towards the place where the light came through.

"Tang Butian!" Zhong Yan stretched out his hand to grab her.

heavy.

Tang Butian opened his eyes, and the pale golden light of the morning fell on the small round table by the window.

She heard breathing.

Turning her head, she saw a ball of pink hair. Looking down, she saw one of Yang Xuan's legs pressing on her body.

The corners of his mouth curved upward.

She lifted the quilt and tried to sit up, then she found layers of bandages tied around her body.

Sensing movement, Yang Xuan frowned, then opened her eyes. She saw Tang Butian, "You're awake."

Then she discovered her sleeping position.

She quickly took off her legs and said, "I'm sorry, I, I didn't sleep well, are you okay?"

"It's okay. Did you help me bandage it?"

"Yes, Jiang You asked me to come."

"Thanks."

Yang Xuan also sat up. She took out her mobile phone and said, "It's nine o'clock. Do you have breakfast? What do you want to eat?"

"Fried steamed buns." Tang Butian asked.

"Wait a minute then. I'll ask Jiang You where he can buy it." Yang Xuan got out of bed. She changed her clothes, then went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Then she knocked on the door where she was lying on her side, "Jiang You."

Brother, are you awake?"

After waiting for a few minutes without hearing any sound, she took out her phone and said, "Forget it, I'll just look around for some reviews."

She returned to the master bedroom, put on her hat and scarf, and said to Tang Butian, "I'll be back in a moment."

When she walked out of the master bedroom again, she saw Jiang You pushing the door open and walking out, "Brother Jiang, where are they selling fried steamed buns? Tang Butian wants to eat them."

"She's awake?"

"woke up."

"After walking out of Cultural Street, you cross an intersection and you see a community in Qingshuiwan. The fried steamed buns next to it are delicious. I want six liang and a cup of soy milk."

"OK."

After Jiang You watched Yang Xuan go downstairs, he walked to the door of the master bedroom and knocked on the door.

Tang Butian stopped taking off the bandage and she said, "Come in."

Jiang You walked in and sat down on the small sofa by the window. "I lost so much blood yesterday. What can I eat to replenish my body today? Let Yang Xuan make you some chicken soup? Stew pig's trotters?"

"I had a dream." Tang Butian said.

"What did you dream about?"

"Before going down the mountain, Zhong Yan came to me and said something." She looked weaker than usual, "I am better than him, but I am just repeating the cultivation path of my predecessors. He cultivates slowly, but in

Exploring new roads roughly means this.”

"That's nonsense!" Jiang Youyou said.

"How is Sun Woo?"

"He's fine. He woke up halfway through the car. He won't remember too much about yesterday. The laws in that space are very repelled."

"Exclusion?"

"The mountain also occupies a small world, right?"

"right."

"Then you will be more or less rejected."

"There is plenty of spiritual energy there," Tang Butian retorted.

Jiang You picked up half a bottle of Coke from the ground beside the bed, opened the cap and took a sip, "The era of gods and demons has passed. The rules and gameplay have long been different. We use the abundance of spiritual energy to judge whether a place is suitable for cultivation. Then

It’s the old almanac.”

Tang Butian looked at Jiang You.

"No matter how powerful the cold weapons are, they will have to stop when they encounter guns and cannons. Create a new theory of cultivation in the small world? Just dream. All possibilities for innovation in the small world are locked. I think the most suitable one is

Used to grow flowers and trees, look at my camphor tree, it has grown a lot taller recently..."

"I do not understand."

"We live among rules, as opposed to the disorder and chaos in chaos. I like it there."

"Why?"

"I can sleep well," Jiang You sighed, and then continued: "From the age of gods to the current age of humans, the rules have changed a lot. Now is a relatively stable time. The more you understand the rules, the better.

"Qiang, that's how I see it," Jiang You nodded, "Superpowers are suppressed by rules in the human era, but they are not without opportunities. You have to break through from cold weapon thinking to hot weapon thinking."

"At the foot of the mountain, I have already broken through twice."

"It's pretty good. How did you achieve the breakthrough?"

"Mathematics is interesting. Can you see the rules?" Tang Butian asked.

Jiang You took another sip of Coke. He tightened the cap and placed the bottle on the round table. "I can see some of it, and then do some calculations and analysis, and then make a guess."

"Is that it?"
Chapter completed!