151 Why?Nothing happened that night, until the next morning.
Yang Yunhai, who had packed up last night, got up early and prepared breakfast. He said goodbye to his teammates who stayed overnight at the table. After eating and drinking, he said hello to Meng Shenshou and led everyone to the valley.
A quarter of an hour later, the valley had changed dramatically. There were small bridges and flowing water, lush blue silver grass, and the original log house had been demolished and replaced with a three-story exquisite building.
Looking up, we can see high walls around the peaks and outside the forest in the distance, just like a private back garden.
"It's pretty good."
Dugu Bo nodded with satisfaction. In order to make things easier, he even came to supervise the construction.
Yang Yunhai smiled slightly and continued walking forward.
Soon, the four of them opened the door and walked into the house. Yang Yunhai said, "Grandpa Dugu, Sister Yan, my martial soul is blue silver grass. I need to be as close to the blue silver grass on the ground as possible when practicing martial soul. The room on the first floor is more suitable for me. Zhuqing and I will live on the first floor."
"Then I'll live on the third floor." Dugu Bo nodded, "It's convenient to observe the surrounding situation from a high place with a far view."
Duguyan thought about it and thought that living on the first floor might interfere with Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing's relationship, so she said, "Then I'll live on the second floor."
After saying that, he glanced at Yang Yunhai and then quickly looked away.
He was quickly caught by Dugu Bo, who raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
"Then everyone go back to your rooms and clean up first." Yang Yunhai smiled and said, "We can start training after we clean up. It's not the New Year yet."
"Okay." Dugu Yan nodded and went upstairs with Dugu Bo.
Soon, after packing up, Dugu Yan went downstairs and went out for training with Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing.
Dugu Bo sat on the rooftop balcony, practicing alone with his eyes closed.
Time passed little by little. At noon, Meng Shenshou came with the soul guide containing the New Year's supplies and delivered them to Yang Yunhai. After staying for lunch, he said goodbye and left.
After a short rest, Yang Yunhai and the other two continued to practice.
In the evening, after dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to cultivate their soul power.
After not returning for many days, the blue silver grass in the valley was growing very well. There was no doubt that Yang Yunhai had harvested a lot of leeks.
It was cause for celebration. His cultivation had improved slightly. The surrounding blue silver grass cheered and welcomed his return.
Yang Yunhai was relieved and immediately rewarded them with a bottle of ice and fire Yin-Yang spring water, which made the Blue Silver Grass brothers even happier.
The next day, practice as usual.
Time just passed by.
Although there is no festival like New Year's Eve in Douluo Continent, there is still the Spring Festival. Every family will reunite the day before the festival.
That afternoon, Yang Yunhai also stopped practicing for a rare occasion, and cleaned the house with Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan, and hung big red lanterns around the building to show the festive mood. Yang Yunhai even wrote a couplet himself and posted it on the door.
It is said to be a good omen for the coming year.
Because all visitors were rejected, apart from three members of the Education Committee who came once in the morning, no outsiders came to disturb us.
In the evening, Yang Yunhai cooked a table full of food himself. The four of them gathered together and enjoyed the food while chatting.
After eating and drinking, they chatted for a while and then went back to their rooms to practice their soul power as usual.
Half an hour later, in the bedroom, Yin'e looked puzzled, "What is Grandpa Dugu doing?"
Within the sensing range, Dugu Bo walked silently to the entrance of the living room on the first floor. With a wave of his hand, a white jade porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.
Then he opened it and blew gently towards the corridor of the room, then ran to the second floor and blew again.
Yin'e was suddenly even more confused, as she did not sense any medicinal properties from the mist evaporating from the bottle.
"Is this some kind of Spring Festival custom?"
Yin'e couldn't help but guess.
Then I felt the faint mist drifting into the room through the gap of the door handle, but I looked around and saw nothing.
"What is this?" Yin'e looked surprised.
With a "bang", Yang Yunhai, who was practicing, suddenly fell down, followed by Zhu Zhuqing.
"!!" Yin'e was shocked and hurriedly pushed his arm, whispering anxiously: "Yun, what's wrong with you?"
His breathing was even, but he couldn't be woken up, as if he was asleep.
Within the sensing range, Dugu Bo quickly ran up to the second floor, opened Dugu Yan's room easily, and helped her up like a princess. Then, he quickly ran downstairs and ran towards his own room.
Yin'e was startled and quickly returned to her soul bone.
"What does Grandpa Dugu want to do?" Looking at Dugu Yan who seemed to be sleeping in front of Dugu Bo, Yin'e was puzzled, but she suddenly became alert in her heart.
Then the bedroom door was pushed open, and Dugu Bo walked in quickly holding Dugu Yan, and carefully put her on the bed, on the other side of Sister Zhuqing.
Afterwards, he quickly ran to Yang Yunhai who was near the window, picked him up, walked to the bed and put him in the middle.
"Grandson-in-law, Yanyan will be handed over to you from now on." Dugu Bo murmured, took out a porcelain bottle, opened it, blew it gently, turned around and ran away quickly, closed the door and left, and before leaving, he blocked the gap in the door handle with a wooden stick.
Then he ran to the living room and sat upright.
"!!!" Yin'e was shocked. She understood what Dugu Bo had just said.
The next moment, he sensed that Yun's skin was turning red, his slightly dazed eyes slowly opened, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Sister Zhuqing next to her also opened her eyes and twisted her body unnaturally.
"How could Grandpa Dugu do this!" Yin'e was filled with shame and anger, but there was nothing she could do.
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She could sense the changes in Yang Yunhai's body, but she couldn't understand it.
Soon, the brocade curtain on the window sill beside was gently lifted, revealing a bright full moon. The moonlight was swaying in the wind.
In the living room, Dugu Bo felt the floor tremble slightly. He subconsciously leaned sideways and put his ear against the wooden table next to him.
"Creaky." The sound was very urgent and noisy.
"So fierce!" I was immediately shocked and looked up at the corridor, but I could not hear any sound.
No wonder when I came to supervise the work, I heard from the craftsman that Xiaohai specifically requested that the sound insulation of the room must be done well.
I see!
"What Lao Guan gave me is really powerful. Fortunately, there is someone to share the burden." He secretly felt fortunate and slowly stood up.
He strode out of the house.
I can't stay here today and tomorrow.
An hour later, in the bedroom.
"Yun, wake up!" Yin'e's face flushed, and she was very anxious. She glanced at the quiet and silent full moon and warm snow beside her, stomped her calves, and appeared in the house. Her face suddenly rose, and she mustered up the courage to stick to him.
Then, the body was laid down.
I don't know how long it took, the snow and the moon were low outside the window, and the house fell silent.
Time passed little by little, and a hint of pale sky gradually rose in the distant east.
"Hiss" Yang Yunhai woke up slowly, and then he felt as if his old waist was electrocuted, and subconsciously reached out to support it.
I found that I couldn't even lift my hands, so I turned my head and was shocked.
"Yun, this is all Grandpa Dugu's fault." Inside the soul bone, Yin'e didn't dare to come out, but she was brave enough to complain, her voice tinged with anger.
"Yin'e, what happened last night?" Yang Yunhai, who had no recollection of what happened, subconsciously sent a message.
"."Yin'e stopped talking and just acted like a steam girl.
Yang Yunhai's face suddenly showed distress. He didn't expect that after defending for so long, he still fell into Dugu Bo's trap.
"Hey" he sighed, gently pulled out his hand, glanced at it with his peripheral vision, carefully moved to Dugu Yan's abdomen, and slowly injected soul power to heal her. "Hmm." The latter frowned immediately, then gently moved down and continued to sleep.
After a while, Yang Yunhai carefully pulled himself away, patted his waist and leaned against the bed, glanced left and right, and then looked out the window.
It's already noon, it's getting late.
"Hey, what's going on?" He couldn't help but sigh again.
After a long silence, he finally got off the bed carefully, put on his clothes, held his waist, walked out of the bedroom, and sat quietly in the living room.
What on earth did Dugu Bo use last night? The battle was very intense, and even my strong kidneys and iron waist, who have won many battles, could not withstand it.
The person will not wake up in a short time, so he can take a break. I didn't sense Dugu Bo's presence around me, so I think he ran away.
Why? Yang Yunhai immediately fell into deep thought.
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