A quarter of an hour later, a clump of green willows appeared in the distance.

The "speedboat" stopped in front of a small island.

Abi, with a pretty face flushed, patted her chest and said, "Master Duan, we're here!"

She was frightened by the boat's outrageous speed.

After getting off the boat and going ashore, there is a small island in front of us, with several sparse and elegant houses on it.

The word "Qin Yun" is written on the plaque at the head of the small house.

Duan Yu took a look at it: "This stroke looks cool, but it implies domineering and overwhelming anger!"

"It was written by my young master." Abi's bright eyes suddenly lit up.

Oh, Murong Fu was also a cultural person.

Duan Yu smiled and said: "Beiqiao Peak and Nan Murong are indeed well-deserved!"

Entered the monastery.

Abi served four plates of snacks and said with a soft smile: "My little lady, go prepare some tea. Mr. Duan, please don't neglect me."

After saying that, he twisted his waist and went out.

Duan Yu nodded in thanks and leaned in front of the railing, eating exquisite snacks and admiring the surrounding scenery with a leisurely expression.

His consciousness spread out and expanded continuously, wanting to penetrate into the Mantuo Villa and peep into the life of the fairy sister.

Unfortunately, Taihu Lake is too big.

He is only in the late stage of Qi refining, and his spiritual consciousness is limited to only about one mile.

After a while, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, extremely light and with a unique rhythm.

Duan Yu's consciousness clearly showed that in the waterside pavilion, two women were walking quickly towards this side with hurried expressions.

One is Abi and the other is an old lady.

But when they arrived, the old lady's light steps suddenly became sluggish.

"Mr. Duan, this is Old Mrs. Murong." Abi introduced: "Mr. Duan, if you have something important, you can talk to my old lady."

Duan Yu shook his head and smiled.

When they saw that they were coming with bad intentions, they asked A'Zhu to pretend to be Mrs. Murong.

Such behavior is simply nonsense.

If someone really wants to seek revenge, aren't you two little girls looking for death by playing around like this?

However, A'Zhu's art of disguise is really exquisite and worth learning.

"Miss A'Zhu, stop making trouble!" Duan Yu said with a smile.

"Hey, how did you know my name is A'Zhu?"

'Old Madam Murong' asked in surprise, then took off her headgear.

Duan Yu smiled: "Because I can tell fortunes."

"Young Master Duan, are you joking?" Abi pursed her lips and chuckled.

"Young Master Duan is so confident, why not give us sisters a fortune?"

After taking off her makeup, A'Zhu had a melon-shaped face, delicate facial features, white skin with a hint of red, and stared at Duan Yu with a pair of big eyes.

"Miss A'Zhu, there's no need to provoke the general, that's all. I'll do your fortune-telling for you today, how about it?"

"Okay!" A'Zhu raised her pointed chin slightly and looked at him provocatively.

Duan Yu took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms: "Miss A'Zhu, can I borrow a strand of black hair?"

A'Zhu rolled his eyes at him, feeling that he was making things too mysterious and even more unbelievable.

Duan Yu smiled and didn't refute, just looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes were clear and penetrated people's hearts.

A'Zhu blushed when he saw him, and slowly stretched out his hands, and cut off a small strand of his hair with his snow-white hands.

"bring it on!"

She flashed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and showed a naughty smile, trying to expose Duan Yu's deceptive tricks.

Taking the green silk thread, Duan Yu closed his eyes, kneaded the talisman paper with his hand, and murmured to himself like an old god.

The sound seemed to come from a distant place, but also seemed to be lingering in my ears.

I want to listen carefully, but I can't hear clearly.

Suddenly, the talisman paper and black silk actually caught fire!

"There was no ignition, why did it suddenly burn?"

The two girls seemed to be watching a trick, their bright eyes widened and they watched motionless.

In a moment, the talisman burned out and turned into a line of blue smoke.

The green smoke formed a figure, which seemed to be a woman holding two babies.

A'Zhu and A Bi opened their eyes wide and raised their heads in surprise, looking at Duan Yu. They thought they were just pretending to be a ghost, but they didn't expect it to be really mysterious.

The green smoke changed, and the woman and two babies once again evolved into the shape of a longevity lock.

Subsequently, the longevity lock was divided into two.

At this point, the green smoke completely dissipated.

When A'Zhu saw this scene, Xiu's face changed, and he slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest.

She looked at Duan Yu carefully and felt that there was a mysterious aura about him.

"Miss A'Zhu, how are you?"

Duan Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the clear light flashed in his eyes, like ripples in water.

A'Zhu frowned lightly and remained motionless, her face constantly changing, either happy or sad.

"Sister A'Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

Abi's bright eyes sparkled in the moonlight. She turned to look at A'Zhu and then at Duan Yu, her face full of surprise.

A'Zhu raised his head and forced a smile: "Young Master Duan is really awesome, I admire you!"

She originally disdained the art of divination.

He even scorned the magic spells of monks and Taoist priests.

What she saw now had a great impact on her and completely refreshed her world view.

"Master Duan, can you tell me where your parents are?"

She looked at Duan Yu blankly, with hope on her face.

"Can!"

Duan Yu closed his eyes and performed the sutra, moved his lips, and murmured to himself. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "Your father is far away in Dali."

"Who is it?!" A'Zhu asked hurriedly, looking nervous.

"Dali Zhennan Prince's Mansion, Prince Duan." Duan Yu said warmly and smiled: "What a coincidence, my father is also Prince Duan."

"Ah?" A'Zhu looked shocked.

Abi on the side covered her mouth and laughed: "I didn't expect Mr. Duan to be serious, but he was trying to trick Sister A'Zhu."

"If Mr. Duan wants to recognize Sister A'Zhu, why do you have to go around so much?"

Abi thought Duan Yu was trying to pick up girls.

Duan Yu smiled and did not deny it.

Abi thinks so, but A'Zhu doesn't think so.

Only she knows the secret of longevity lock.

And this Mr. Duan

A'Zhu saw his expression in his eyes, his heart moved, his bright eyes flashed, he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After having some snacks at Qinyun Xiaozhu, Duan Yu's eyes suddenly cleared and he looked towards the west.

He saw another acquaintance.

"Prince Duan? Is that you, Crown Prince Duan?"

The person who came was a young man wearing mourning clothes, who was none other than Guo Yanzhi, a great disciple of the Funiu Sect.

"Guo Shaoxia." Duan Yu nodded towards him.

"Is it really you? I beg Prince Duan to save my uncle!" Guo Yanzhi looked excited and rushed towards him and fell to his knees.

"Mr. Cui, what happened to him?"
To be continued...