Yan Lan talked until the sun was west, and he and the Buzhen Immortal had fun.

Yan Lan stood up, bowed to the Buzhen Immortal and smiled, "Thank you for your advice. If you need it, I will definitely not refuse."

After this conversation, Yan Lan revealed a lot of secrets from the mouth of the Buzhen Immortal, and it was useless to exchange it, which was a huge advantage.

Of course, the untrue immortal seems to be not caring about Yan Lan, and basically answers questions and answers.

Yan Lan didn't understand why the Buzhen Immortal was so generous to him, but there were a lot of things happening now, and he didn't want to think too deeply about this matter. Just have a clear idea of ​​what Buzhen Immortal said.

It’s not that Yan Lan suspects that he is not a true immortal, but that even if he is not a true immortal, he always has fallacies and truths.

The Buzhen Immortal smiled leisurely, raised his hand to remove the ban, and said with a smile: "Yan Lan, I am a fairy who fell in love with you at first sight. If you have any trouble in the future, you can come and ask me. In addition, if anyone has rare treasures in his hand, don't forget to tell me, hehe!"

Yan Lan nodded and smiled, "It must be certain."

At this time, Cangcang put away his golden handkerchief, walked over with a grin, and said, "Grandpa, you are so happy today. What did Brother Yan Lan say? I'll make you so happy. Can I borrow one or two sticks of incense sticks of time for Brother Yan Lan to make me happy too!"

The untrue immortal smiled and used a color to Yan Lan, then said with a smile: "Haha, okay, grandpa will lend you Yan Lan."

After saying that, the Buzhen Immortal smiled at Yan Lan and said, "I went out for a while to relax. You can have a good chat with Cangcang. Cough cough... Immortal may not come back for a while. When you finish chatting, stand at the door and shout, and Immortal will come back."

Then, the Buzhen Immortal squeezed at Yan Lan, then shook the rattle, and disappeared into the deep mountains with one step a hundred feet.

The Buzhen Immortal stepped out thousands of feet away, pinched his beard and said, "Hey, I obviously can't bear to leave Cangcang's granddaughter. But why do I want to create a chance for Yan Lan? If Cangcang and Yan Lan run away, wouldn't I become a lonely person?"

The Buzhen Fairy pouted and blew her beard, trying to turn around. Then she slapped her forehead and shook her head and said, "No, it's not bad for the young people. Cang Cang is too old, so it's time to find a reliable young man. I think that boy Yan Lan is good. If they are together, it's a big deal in my fairy's heart."

"Although Cangcang is not my granddaughter, in my eyes, she is even more close than my granddaughter. She is the only relative of this immortal in the world and the spiritual sustenance of this immortal. If Cangcang leaves, I will definitely be very sad. Even if there are many rare magic weapons, it will not make up for that kind of sadness."

"Well! If I keep Yan Lan here, play chess and tea with me, and drink and have fun, it will be a great pleasure in life. Yes, I decided so that I will try to let Cang Cang stay here and marry. Even if I grit my teeth and vomit blood and take out a few rare magic weapons as a dowry gift, it would be fine."

Yan Lan knew the meaning of the untrue immortal. She smiled speechlessly, turned her head to look at Cangcang, and said with a smile: "Miss Cangcang. Just tease me on purpose. Well... I guess you must have something to ask me, right?"

Cang Cang smiled sly and nodded, "Brother Yan Lan is so smart. Come here. I do have something to ask you."

Yan Lan's brows froze slightly. He had no close contact with Cangcang, so he didn't know what was wrong with him. Just now, he was just guessing casually, but he didn't expect Cangcang to have any questions to ask him.

Yan Lan followed Cang Cang and entered the house.

Cang Cang walked to the door, poked his head out and looked around, then closed the door and set a ban.

Yan Lan became more curious when she saw Cang Cang's sneaky appearance.

After Cang Cang finished all this, he approached Yan Lan, closed his eyes, and carefully smelled the aura on Wen Yan Lan's body.

Yan Lan was even more puzzled and frowned and said, "Miss Cangcang, what are you doing? Is the smell of my body very strange?"

Cang Cang held his breath without saying a word, as if he had brewed the breath in his chest for a long time before he exhaled it gently, and his eyes lit up immediately, and he said in surprise: "That's right, it's this breath, which is compassionate and peaceful, gentle and profound, contains sandalwood and Buddha's breath."

When Yan Lan saw Cang Cang muttering to himself, he also muttered: "Isn't this... the breath of Brother Wuse? I have been with him for a long time, and when I unsealed the seal on my master's body, Brother Wuse helped me with a huge Buddha power. Could it be that Miss Cang Cang is familiar with and curious about Brother Wuse's breath?"

Cang Cang opened his eyes, looked at Yan Lan excitedly, and his body trembled slightly, "Brother Yan Lan, is there a Buddhist disciple among the people you know? Well, his current age is probably about two years older than you."

Yan Lan thought a little and said curiously: "Miss Cangcang, why did you ask this? Could it be that you have any connection with this person?"

Cangcang said anxiously: "Brother Yan Lan, as long as you find the little monk, you will naturally know the reason. Don't worry, that the little monk has kindness to me, and I will definitely not seek revenge on him."

Yan Lan raised her eyebrows, looked at Cangcang's flickering eyes, and sighed in her heart: "Brother Wuse, it seems that you are bound to be a disaster! Should I tell Miss Cangcang about your existence? If Miss Cangcang comes to you, what should you do? Forget it, I am born with a soft heart. Miss Cangcang must have been looking for you for many years and has no malice towards you, so I will be the Moon Master!"

With a smile on his lips, Yan Lan nodded and said, "I do have a good friend, a monk. I am older than me, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, compassionate heart, and hate evil like hatred!"

"Hate evil like hatred..."

Cang Cang lowered his moan, then his eyes were bright, and he grabbed Yan Lan excitedly and said, "Yes, he... he just hated evil. Look, does he look like the embroidered image on this handkerchief?"

Cangcang quickly took out his handkerchief and unfolded it in front of Yan Lan.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and immediately realized that the little monk embroidered on the handkerchief was clearly a reduced version of the Sei Se. His eyes, his posture, and especially a mole under the right earlobe, were definitely the best proof.

"Miss Cangcang, I must solemnly tell you that my monk friend is not like the little monk on your handkerchief, but clearly he is."

Yan Lan said seriously with a smile.

Cangcang's body trembled like an electric shock. For a moment, she seemed to be dreaming. She held the handkerchief tightly and pinched it tightly, her eyes were a little dazed, excited, and unbelievable.

"It's really him! What's his name?"

Cangcang's teeth were trembling a little.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "He is called Wuse, the Virtue of Understanding, the Color of Color."

"Wu Se...Wu Se..."

Cang Cang kept murmuring this name. After a long time, her eyes were singing and her cheeks were wet, but her pupils were filled with unprecedented excitement. (To be continued.)
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