Life is worrying?

If you heard it correctly before, Bai Zixu said, "I almost got through yesterday." Isn't it? I just slept for a day, so why did I feel that I couldn't keep up with the rhythm together?

The boy's outline was similar to Bai Zixu, and his facial features were not as clear as that of Fat Aunt and the others. He looked misty, but his big eyes were very clear. When he looked at Bai Ke, he opened it even wider and looked so innocent that he was almost crying.

He didn't see Bai Ke clearly when he was in the alley. Only then did he see Bai Ke's facial features without any obstruction, including his closed eyes and the scary birthmarks around his eyes.

"..." So before the boy's tail sound was finished, he swallowed it back, and then the dog blinked twice and widened. The expression seemed to be a chicken that was grabbed by someone and only showed one head, which was shocked.

Bai Ke was a little funny by his obvious reaction and thought to himself: Fortunately, I had my eyes closed. If I opened it and stood in front of him, I would probably pass by half.

"What the hell did you do-" Bai Ke felt like asking him the quail, and he blinked his eyes and couldn't tell anything about his father. Besides, if the chicken was really worried, it would be impossible for Bai Zixu, who was powerless to tie the chicken. So he turned to look at the man in black standing beside him. As a result, he was stunned and didn't even finish his words.

From the time his eyes changed until now, in about six years, Bai Ke has seen countless people of all kinds. Including the two fat aunts last night, who could see their facial features clearly, they could count with ten fingers.

But the person in front of him was clearer than anyone he had ever seen, so clear that his face was a little surprised.

Not only his facial features, but even his hair is visible from head to toe, almost the same as what he saw last night. The only difference is probably the lack of color. But this difference seems to be non-existent to Bai Ke, because when he saw this person, he subconsciously thought of the person he looked last night in his mind.

He has black hair in black, his skin is not as pale as himself, his eyebrows always seem to be slightly frowning, his dark eyes look deep and slight, and his cheeks are narrow and thin.

At that time, I felt that he was very tall and gave people an invisible sense of oppression. However, at this moment, Bai Ke stood close to him and looked at him sideways, but felt that he was taller than yesterday.

Fortunately, this man insisted on kneeling and talking yesterday. If he really stood like this, Bai Ke felt that his neck would definitely be sore.

He rarely needs to look up at someone like this, and he is a little uncomfortable, so he was stunned for a moment, then retracted his gaze and turned his head, looking at the chicken on the sofa and said, "Why is he here, and why is he tied up like this?"

"He ran over by himself, it's not our fault." Before the man in black could speak, Bai Zixu on the sofa waved his hand: "Early this morning, Fellow Daoist Huo saw him wandering downstairs, so he carried him up."

"Fellow Daoist Huo?" Bai Ke glanced at the man in black.

He looked at Bai Ke's eyes and said word by word: "The name is Junxiao, Huo Junxiao." It was as if he hoped that Bai Ke would think of him because of this name.

Bai Ke nodded and wanted to continue asking about the chicken, but he didn't know if it was because of his eyes or some other reason. After pausing, he repeated it again: "Huo Junxiao."

"Yeah." It seemed that it was worth having fun calling his name out of Bai Ke. The man in black's expression became much softer and said, "Just call me Jun Xiao."

Although Bai Ke had never called strangers so intimately, he could not resist Jun Xiao's eyes and nodded randomly, as if he agreed.

"He—" In order to break the slightly awkward atmosphere, Bai Ke pointed to the chicken on the sofa and reminded Jun Xiao, who had been unconsciously off topic.

Jun Xiaowu glanced at the chicken with deep eyes and said, "I saw him sneaking downstairs, suspicious in appearance, and a different aura than ordinary people, so I asked him to come up and ask a few words."

The chicken twisted twice after hearing this, and stuttered in a low voice: "Are you a trick? You are standing upstairs and pulling me up from the bottom of the building."

Jun Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at him, and he let out another "whimper" and immediately pretended to be dead.

Bai Ke: "..."

"I was going to ask a few questions and let him go, but I found this on him." Jun Xiao sneered, weighed the things in his hand, and it seemed that the existence of the thing confirmed that the chicken was really not kind and had a suspicious motive.

Bai Ke looked at the things in his hand with some confusion, and after seeing them clearly, he was speechless. He pointed to the things in Jun Xiao's hand without any expression and said, "This is a mobile phone."

"Mobile phone?" Jun Xiao looked at him in confusion.

Bai Ke: "..." Where did this come from the antique-level mentality?

"Okay... This is a common contact tool now." Bai Ke murmured silently, thinking that this person really climbed out of some deep mountain forest or fell from the sky. He explained roughly, "Many people have one in their hands to facilitate contact."

"Contact Tool?" Jun Xiao clamped the things in his hand with three fingers, "Similar to the sound of an arrow?"

"It's different. The arrow can only send a simple signal. This can be a direct conversation."

"There are others?"

"Yes." Bai Ke nodded, feeling that the conversation was simply weird.

"Yes, right? I said this is fine. How can I repay me with a hero..." The chicken on the sofa looked at Jun Xiao pitifully and hummed.

"Oh?" Jun Xiao shook with the "mobile phone" in his arms, glanced at the chicken, then looked at Bai Ke, and asked, "Did the other people also have talismans engraved in this thing?"

"Tactic?" Bai Ke felt a little dizzy. How could his mobile phone still involve such a fantasy thing?

Jun Xiao looked at the chicken and said coldly: "Well, some trick that can't be on the table."

The chicken kept silent, looking at his eyes and nose, trying to shrink himself into a grain of dust.

"What trick?"

"You can measure the birth dates and horoscopes of people around you, and record your breath for future tracking." Jun Xiao looked at the things in his hand, and a golden light flashed by the three fingertips he was holding. Then he threw the thing back to the sofa and landed next to the chicken.

Bai Ke followed the arc thrown by the "mobile phone" and looked at Jizai again, frowned: "Birthday, horoscope, tracking breath? What are you doing with this kind of thing?"

He couldn't help but think of the two and three beasts that appeared at his door inexplicably yesterday...

Is it related to this chicken?

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Small theater

On the top of the highest peak of Yusheng Sect is the Yunfu Palace where the leader lives, and there are many restrictions around it.

The little boy from Yunfu Palace raised his hand and stood at the door of Yunfu inner hall with a thin monkey-like little boy standing from the air.

Bai Lingchen, who was leaning against the window holding the scriptures, didn't raise his head: "What's wrong?"

The little boy shook his hands angrily and said, "This rascal has come up the mountain again. It's not even half way through this month, and he has been caught five times."

Bai Lingchen glanced lightly at Huo Junxiao who was hanging in the air: "Oh?"

The hammer was caught and sent to the head. Not only was it not afraid, but its black eyes were turned, as if it wanted to see the entire Yunfu Palace at one time.

The little boy continued to complain: "I was sent out just outside the ban circle in the first few times, but this ruffian obviously did not hit the wall and did not look back, so he had to mention it."

Bai Lingchen was not surprised, and looked at the mallet and asked, "Who did you make a bet with?"

Bangmai was not seen, and hesitated without hesitation: "Master Xianyu!"

Bai Lingchen: "..." It has been hundreds of years, but I still don't get tired of it.

Little boy: "..." Yu Xian got a nickname like this, it was so unfair.

Bai Lingchen: "Have you finished reading it?"

The brace was held nodded: "I finished reading it, go back to find the master to get the black iron sword!"

"Yes." Bai Lingchen nodded, his eyes fell back to the scriptures in his hand, and waved his hand to the little boy: "Pick a similar day."

Little boy: "Ah?"

Bai Lingchen: "Steam the stick in a pot, please see if you divide it."
Chapter completed!