People are in Douluo, and they are struck by lightning at the beginning

One night without words, the next morning.

Yang Yunhai, who had already packed his things last night, got up early to prepare breakfast, and bid farewell to his teammates who stayed overnight at the dinner table one by one. After eating and drinking, he greeted Oneiroi and led the people to the valley.

A quarter of an hour later, looking around, the valley has changed drastically. There are small bridges and flowing water, and the blue silver grass is lush. The log house has been demolished and replaced with a three-story exquisite building.

Looking up, there are high walls built outside the peak and forest in the distance, just like a private back garden.

"It's not bad."

Dugu Bo nodded in satisfaction, for the sake of convenience, he even came to supervise the construction during construction.

Yang Yunhai smiled slightly and continued to walk forward.

Soon, the four of them opened the door and walked into the house. Yang Yunhai said, "Grandpa Dugu, Sister Yan, my martial spirit is blue silver grass. Usually, you need to be as close to the ground blue silver grass as possible to practice martial spirit. The room on the first floor is more suitable." 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."

Dugu Yan thought about it, living on the first floor might interfere with Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing's good affairs, so he said: "Then I'll live on the second floor."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yang Yunhai from the corner of his eye, and then quickly moved away.

Quickly captured by Dugu Bo, he raised his eyebrows and didn't express anything.

"Then let's go back to our rooms and tidy up first." Yang Yunhai smiled and said, "After tidying up, let's start training again. It's not Chinese New Year yet."

"Okay." Dugu Yan nodded, and went upstairs with Dugu Bo.

Soon, things were packed, and Dugu Yan went downstairs to train with Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing.

Dugu Bo sat on the balcony on the top floor, practicing alone with his eyes closed.

Time passed, and at noon, Meng Shenshou came to the door with a soul tool containing New Year's supplies, and delivered it to Yang Yunhai. After staying for lunch, we bid farewell and left.

After a brief rest, the three of Yang Yunhai continued to practice.

In the evening, after dinner, they each went back to their rooms to practice their soul power.

After not returning for many days, the blue silver grass in the valley is growing very well. Without a doubt, Yang Yunhai harvested a wave of leeks.

Congratulations, his cultivation has increased slightly, and the surrounding Blue Silver Grass is cheering, welcoming his return very much.

Yang Yunhai felt relieved, and immediately enjoyed a bottle of ice and fire Liangyiyan spring water, and the Blue Silver Grass brothers were immediately happier.

The next day, practice as usual.

Time just passed by like this.

Although Douluo Continent does not have festivals such as New Year's Eve, there are still Spring Festivals. The day before the festival, every family will be reunited.

In the afternoon, Yang Yunhai also stopped to practice, together with Zhu Zhuqing and Duguyan, he cleaned the house thoroughly, and hung red lanterns around the building to show his joy. Even Yang Yunhai personally wrote a couplet and posted it on the gate.

It is said to be a good omen for the coming year.

Because he refused all visitors, except for the three education committee members who came to visit in the morning, no one came to bother him.

In the evening, Yang Yunhai cooks himself and cooks a table full of meals. The four of them gathered together, chatting and enjoying the food.

After eating and drinking, they chatted for a while, went back to their rooms, and practiced their soul power as usual.

Half an hour later, in the bedroom, Yin'e looked puzzled, "What is Grandpa Dugu doing?"

Within the range of perception, Dugu Bo quietly walked down the hallway of the living room on the first floor without making a sound. With a swipe of the hand, a white jade porcelain bottle appeared in the palm of the hand.

Then it was opened, and it blew lightly into the corridor of the room, then ran to the second floor, and blew again.

Yin'e was even more confused immediately, she didn't feel any botanical properties from the mist volatilized from the bottle.

"Is this some kind of custom during the Spring Festival?"

Yin'e couldn't help guessing.

Then I felt the faint mist drifting into the room through the gap of the doorknob, and when I looked around, I couldn't see anything.

"What is this?" Yin'e was surprised.

"Crack!" With a sound, Yang Yunhai who was practicing suddenly fell down, followed by Zhu Zhuqing.

"!!?" Yin'e was taken aback, she quickly pushed her arms, and asked in a low voice, "Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Breathing is very even, but just can't wake up, like falling asleep.

Within the range of perception, Dugu Bo quickly ran up to the second floor, opened Dugu Yan's room very easily, and was lifted up by a princess. Then, he quickly ran downstairs and ran towards the room where he was.

Yin'e was startled, and hurried back to her soul bone.

"What is Grandpa Dugu trying to do?" Looking at Dugu Yan who seemed to be asleep in front of Dugu Bo, Yin'e was puzzled, but her heart suddenly grew vigilant.

Then saw the bedroom door being pushed open, Dugu Bo walked in quickly with Dugu Yan in his arms, and carefully put him on the bed, on the other side of Sister Zhuqing.

After that, he quickly ran to Yang Yunhai who was near the window, picked him up, and walked to the bed and put him in the middle.

"Grandson-in-law, Yanyan will be handed over to you in the future." Dugu Bo murmured, took out a porcelain bottle and opened it, blew lightly, turned around and ran away quickly, closed the door and left, before leaving, he used a wooden stick to block the gap between the doorknob die.

Afterwards, he ran to the living room and sat upright.

"!!!" Yin'e was taken aback, she understood what Dugu Bo said just now.

The next moment, I felt that Zi Jiayun's skin was dyed rosy, his slightly absent-minded eyes slowly opened, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Sister Zhuqing next to her also opened her eyes, twisting her body unnaturally.

"How could Grandpa Dugu do this!" Yin'e looked ashamed and indignant, but there was nothing she could do.

She could sense the changes in Yang Yunhai's body, but she couldn't understand them.

Not long after, the brocade curtain on the side window sill was lightly lifted, revealing the bright and clear full moon, which was shining brightly and swaying with the gust of wind.

In the living room, Dugu Bo felt the floor tremble slightly, and subconsciously bowed his head sideways, putting his ears against the wooden table next to him.

"Crackling." The voice was urgent and noisy.

"So fierce!" I was taken aback immediately, and looked up to the corridor, but I couldn't hear any sound.

No wonder I came to supervise the work before, and I heard from the craftsman that Xiao Hai specially requested that the sound insulation effect of the room must be done well.

I see!

"The things that Lao Guan gave are really powerful, and fortunately someone shared them." Feeling lucky, he stood up slowly.

He strode out of the house.

I can't stay here today and tomorrow.

An hour later, in the bedroom.

"Yun, wake up quickly!" Yin'e blushed, very anxious. Glancing at the quiet and silent full moon and warm snow to the side, he stomped his calf and appeared in the room. His complexion suddenly rose, and he mustered up the courage to stick it up.

Then, the body is lowered.

After an unknown amount of time, the snowy moon hung low outside the window, and the house fell silent.

Time passed by little by little, and a white belly gradually rose in the far east.

"Hiss..." Yang Yunhai woke up faintly, and then felt his old waist was being shocked by electric shock, subconsciously stretched out his hand to help.

Finding that he couldn't lift his hands anymore, he couldn't help but turned his head, shocked.

"Yun, it's all good things done by Grandpa Dugu." In her soul bone, Yin'e dared not come out, but she dared to complain, her voice tinged with anger.

"Yin'e, what happened last night?" Yang Yunhai, who had no memory in his mind, subconsciously transmitted the sound.

"." Yin'e stopped talking, and quietly became a steam girl.

Yang Yunhai suddenly showed distress, he didn't expect to follow Dugu Bo's way in the end.

"Hey" sighed, pulled out his hand lightly, glanced at it from the corner of the eye, carefully moved to Dugu Yan's belly, and slowly injected soul power for treatment. "Hmm." The latter frowned suddenly, then moved his body slightly, and continued to sleep.

In a few moments, Yang Yunhai carefully pulled out, stroked his waist and leaned against the bed, glanced left and right, and then glanced out of the window.

It's already three poles in the sun, it's getting late.

"Hey, what's this called?" I couldn't help but sighed again.

After being silent for a while, he finally moved out of bed carefully, walked out of the bedroom with his clothes on, and sat quietly in the living room.

What the hell did Dugu Bo use last night? Depending on the situation, the battle was very fierce, and even my strong-armed and iron-backed, who had won many battles, couldn't stand it a little bit.

People should not wake up in a short time, and you can take it easy. Dugu Bo's presence was not sensed around him, presumably he ran away with a bucket.

why? Yang Yunhai suddenly fell into deep thought.