January's mountains and forests are already very cold, but this is nothing for the night star, with the operation of the five-way green emperor, the surrounding flowers and trees continue to transmit energy to the night star.

This energy transfer is not unilateral, along with the operation of the five-way Qing emperor, they will also get corresponding feedback, the most obvious is that even now into the winter, but the night star around these flowers and trees have not withered, they resist the cold, endless, as long as the night star has been cultivating in this place, they will always go down.

The night is deep, the mountains are quiet, and the night star dishes sit under the trees and work hard to cultivate.

The sand... the sand... the sand.

At this moment, a sound like a broom like sweeping the fallen leaves came in the distance.

The night star opened its eyes and looked at the past through the moonlight.

In the reflection of the moonlight, a creature that looks like a kitten is moving toward the position of the night star cultivation.

Its head is more limited than the size of the cat, but its body is slender and short limbs.

“The little marinade?”He had seen the animal, but now this seems to be a little different, the general marten is brown or yellow-black, but the fur of the small marten is purple.

It came to the place where the night star cultivation, but it did not go too close, probably about four or five meters away from the night star.

The cultivation of the five-way Qing emperor is the energy of nature, and it is very normal for cultivators to be close to nature, and it is very normal to be surrounded by birds and animals during cultivation.

But since the night star came to the cultivation of the mountains, the time to stay was not short, and no birds and animals had come.

The night star thought that there was no wild animal in this mountain, but now suddenly such a small man came, which inevitably made him a little interested.

The little marten slightly tilted his head, and a pair of small eyes, like a black stone, appeared very bright under the moonlight.

It looked at the night star, and seemed a little wary, but more should be curious.

“Come here.”The night star clasped at it.

It seemed that he understood the night star, and the little marten really walked toward him.

But just as it was about to go to the night star, it seemed to be alert to something and turned and ran away.

It was fast, and it snorted, groaned, and throbbed a few times, and disappeared into the night.

"It's a little mean."The night star did not chase, because he found that this little pigk seemed to have wisdom.If he chased it, it might be counterproductive.As long as he continues to cultivate, this small marten will certainly be attracted sooner or later.

The night after the cultivation was nothing, and the next morning, the night star packed up and went to the city again.

When he arrived at the place, Ye Xing found that the position he had put on the stall yesterday had been occupied.So he changed one place.

Just set up a stall, the ass is not sitting hot, yesterday's fortune-telling came.

“No doctor, we’re really good.I think you've got the place you were yesterday, and I thought you weren't here today."Some of this fortune-teller is familiar, and after greeting the night star enthusiastically, he set up a stall next to him.

“I’m going to be busy today.”He stood up and spoke to himself.

The night star ignored him and did not shout, but sat there and kept his eyes closed.

Soon, the morning passed and neither of them opened.

At lunch, someone at the stall selling food next to him began to joke about the fortune-telling.

“I said, ‘I’m not sure about your life?”

He looked at him and pointed to his own stump: "Seeing what is written on it, God is a ghost valley, and knows the destiny."You are not allowed?”

The man snorted: "In the morning when you set up the stall, you said that you were going to die today, and how in the morning, not even a sale was made."

“You know what.”He glanced at him white.“The time has not yet come.”

“Tell me when you’re going to have to wait.”Fun to sell.

“Naturally, when you’re busy.”Don’t be angry, follow him.

At this time, a woman came up to the street, looked at the thirty-year-old up and down, and next to her was a little girl, seven or eight years old.

The two men were old-fashioned, but the clean ones were clean.

Women can't say beautiful, but unexpectedly, there is an attractive temperament, the more you look at it, the more you look at it.

The two men came to the stall of the night star and fell on their knees.

This downtown area was full of people, more flow, this time, suddenly attracted a lot of attention, around these small vendors also curious to see the past.

"Doctor Night, thank you for your grace, and we both mother and daughter have kowtows on you."

The people who came were Feng Yazi and the night.

Last night, after the night star returned, Feng Yazi and Night soft went to sleep after eating.It can be said that last night was the most comfortable and sweet night that Feng Yazi had slept in recent years.

When she got up this morning, she found that her body was particularly light, and it seemed to be endless.

Before Feng Yazi could react, she heard her daughter look surprised and said that her mother was getting better.

Feng Yazi did not believe it at first, but then his daughter pulled out, found a car parked on the street, and took a look at it with a reversing mirror.After seeing the face in the mirror, Feng Yazi cried directly.

She was only twenty-eight years old this year, because of the disease, coupled with malnutrition, very ethereal young, strangers see her, will think that she is more than forty years old.

However, after the night star last night's conditioning, not only cured her body's disease, the real anger also moistened her body, so that she restored her original face.

Returning to her original young state Feng Yazi naturally confident a lot, she simply packed herself and her daughter's appearance, and took her to find a job together.

This morning, they went to many places.The owner of the last noodle shop saw that their mother and daughter were pitiful, and hired Feng Yazi, although the salary was not much, only eight hundred, but they were covered and lived, which was also a temporary decision to stop the problem of their mother and daughter's eating and living.

Finding a job, Feng Yazi was the first and only one wanted to tell was the night star.So take advantage of the lunch break, let her daughter take her to the city, want to face the night star to express gratitude.

The mother and daughter knelt on their knees, and the more people around them gathered, and everyone began to talk quietly.

Most people think that it is hype, after all, now in this society, some people are really in order to be famous, there is no lower limit.

And at this moment, sitting on the side of the fortune-teller, but looking at Feng Yazi, slightly shook his head.

"The thought is without words, and there is no tearing up to the flower."

He said such a word in a low voice, and the voice was soon covered by the words of the surrounding discussion, but Feng Yazi was slightly surprised, and some incredible look at the fortune-telling.