"What's wrong with you?" Yang Yuhan was suddenly amused by Hongxiao's confused expression, "Has he turned into a little silly fox?"

Hongxiao shook her head foolishly: "No. I just don't know what to say."

"Haha." Yang Yuhan put the tip of the bag back into her arms and put it on her shoulder and said, "It's okay, we will find out."

When Hongxiao heard this, she nodded foolishly again and said slowly: "Well... no wonder you asked about Feng Shen and the Fairyland before." She paused and asked again, "Mr., have you discovered anything in the Fairyland?"

"No." Yang Yuhan replied, "I will take you in if you have the chance. I haven't looked for it carefully before, mainly because I don't have much time."

Hongxiao asked: "Is that Feng Shen inside?"

"Yeah." Yang Yuhan nodded and said, "After a while, I will let Feng Shen come out and let it take us away."

Hongxiao hurriedly urged, "Then let's hurry up."

Yang Yuhan said awkwardly: "My cultivation is too low, this is my fastest speed."

Hongxiao said relievedly: "Okay, we can't use our Qipu here anyway. Although Old Chu won't say anything, our Chu family is a wealthy family and we can't break this rule."

"Yeah." Yang Yuhan nodded, "What kind of spell did you mean by 'qibing'?"

Hongxiao asked in confusion: "Hasn't you been using it all the time before? It's just a trick to spray true energy from your hands and feet."

Yang Yuhan said with great surprise: "Ah? It turns out that move is called 'Qi Ping'."

Hongxiao responded: "Yes, 'Qi Ping' is a common trick for the four countries, and as long as you have enough cultivation, you can even fly in the air."

Yang Yuhan nodded: "Well. I've thought of this a long time ago." It's like the Iron Man's armor. As long as it can maintain the spray of true energy, even if you don't know how to use wind skills, you can fly in the air for a long time.

At this point, a sheep-shaped monster with snow-white bodies but blue water droplets on the feet of the two of them slowly swam over.

Hongxiao thought for a moment: "My husband... are you considered a smart person in your other world?"

Yang Yuhan was stunned: "Uh... it's okay. I should be considered a smart person among ordinary people, an ordinary person among smart people."

Hongxiao Yanran said, "Your husband, are you modest?"

Yang Yuhan denied, "I am really not humble. Everyone has their own talents, and there are many people around me who I admire."

Hongxiao teased, "What is your talent?"

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "Haha, my talent is to learn, and I have a better understanding of everything I do."

Hongxiao seemed to have realized something: "Ang, no wonder you know so much. Your talent and your ability to know are perfect matches."

Yang Yuhan sighed lightly and said, "Hey, I know a lot, but none of them are specialized. So I told you that when I first went out to explore, I thought I could do anything, but after hitting the wall again and again, I realized that the road under my feet was getting narrower and narrower, which made me understand where I was going, that is, writing novels."

"Um..." Hongxiao nodded, "Honey, how did you come up with those stories?"

Yang Yuhan smiled lonelyly and said, "Haha, this is also my talent, but it was forced out."

Hongxiao asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Yang Yuhan explained: "Imagination is often out of helplessness. Most of the time, people cannot solve certain problems with their own abilities, and in the end they can only rely on fantasies to seek psychological comfort.

And you are different. You are the eldest lady of the Chu family. There are many things you can solve directly for money and don’t need to fantasy at all. I have always been an ordinary person, an ordinary person with a little talent. On the one hand, I am very ambitious and unwilling to be mediocre, and on the other hand, I don’t have enough financial, material, intelligence and connections to realize my ambitions. It’s very embarrassing."

Hongxiao said in confusion: "Don't you have the ability to know me? Even if you can't do anything else, you can at least study hard and get a good reputation?"

Yang Yuhan smiled bitterly and said, "It's too late to say this now, not to mention that my ability to know was not very useful before, and it only appears occasionally."

"Oh." Hongxiao responded crisply. After a while, he heard Yuhan say again: "Hongxiao, I just remembered something. Is there someone like Li Qingzhao in this world?"

Hongxiao nodded and said, "Yes, she and Li Bai are called 'big and big and small Li Xian', and their cultivation and talent are both first-class."

Yang Yuhan immediately said in surprise: "Is Li Bai also there?! Are they still alive?"

"Li Bai has been dead for more than a thousand years." Hongxiao leaned gently on his shoulder, "But Li Xian is still here, where did you hear about her?"

Yang Yuhan replied: "The names of Qian, Lian's two girls are taken from Li Qingzhao's words 'The sky connects clouds and fog, and the galaxy is about to turn thousands of sails to dance'."

"Um..." Hongxiao pondered for a moment, "Does Li Xian, big and big, have a second-level body in the other world?"

Yang Yuhan nodded and said, "Well, one of them is a poet and the other is a female poet. He is very famous in another world."

"Oh..." Hongxiao nodded slowly, "Is it like this for the second body? Even though she is in a different world, her fate is basically the same?"

Yang Yuhan thought, saying, "Is this just a coincidence? I think even if the two bodies on both sides have similar personalities, they should have some differences when facing many choices in life."

Hongxiao nodded again: "Um." Then Yang Yuhan asked again: "By the way, Hongxiao, you still have various tunes of lyrics and cards here. If you know, can you sing it to me?"

When Hongxiao heard this, she first brewed for a while, and then started singing it in a clear voice. The song seemed to come from the dream, as if it was the sound of nature:

"The sky connects clouds and waves to the morning mist, and the galaxy is about to turn thousands of sails dance.

It was as if my dream soul had returned to the emperor. I heard the heavenly words and asked me diligently where I returned.

I sighed at the long road and the sun was dusk, and there were amazing sentences in my study of poetry.

The wind is rising by ninety thousand miles. The wind is resting, and the boat blows the three mountains!"

...

After she finished singing for a long time, Yang Yuhan said with unsatisfactory words: "It turns out that the lyrics of "The Fisherman's Pride" are sung like this. It sounds so nice, especially if you sing it well."

Hongxiao smiled sweetly: "Then I will sing it to you often in the future."

"Okay." After Yang Yuhan said that, he happened to step onto the shore of the lake with Hongxiao, "Let's go to the forest ahead."

Hongxiao nodded and responded, and then followed him, and a few ups and downs came to the locust forest, hiding behind a very thick giant tree.

Yang Yuhan looked around and saw that there was no one, and then he took out the treasure bag again and released Feng Shen.
Chapter completed!