Angel Yan, who was distracted and thinking silently, heard a voice in his ear.

"Hey? Hey? What are you thinking about?"

"Ah? Ah? What?"

Angel Yan, who quickly recovered, looked around, and finally settled on Xia Xue, who was looking at her, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing, okay? You were so distracted that you didn't say anything all the way, and it took you a long time to respond. What were you thinking about?"

Xia Xue saw Angel Yan asking him back, and said in a speechless and funny way

Angel Yan, who felt guilty but still stared at his beautiful eyes, said, "I wonder why you sneaked out the night before yesterday."

The night before yesterday, she sensed slight spatial fluctuations in Xia Xue's residence. The fluctuations were fleeting and she could not trace them. Fortunately, Xia Xue came back not long after.

Afraid that Xia Xue thought she was too busy, she didn't ask Xia Xue what he was doing in the past two days even if she was curious.

Xia Xue, who didn't expect Angel Yan to actually talk about this, coughed lightly and said:

"I can't sleep. I went out for a walk. Is it possible that I'm still knocking on your wall?"

Hearing Xia Xue talk about knocking on the wall, Angel Yan didn't think much about it and blurted out: "You can only knock on the wall, but you can't do more."

"Hey, that's too much. You can say I can do anything, but you can't say I can't do it. This is my dignity as a man."

Angel Yan, who didn't expect Xia Xue's reaction this time, became interested. As he walked, he glanced at Xia Xue and asked:

"How much dignity do you have?"

"very…"

Xia Xue, who was about to say "very big", suddenly realized what Qiang Yan meant by this. The artistic content of this sentence was really high.

"It's not less than your dignity anyway."

Xia Xue replied dully for a long time.

After saying this, without waiting for Angel Yan's reply, the two of them arrived outside a shabby house in Xidong Town. Ding Gaoyang walked out of this shabby house last time.

Xia Xue took a look at the streets around him and saw that there weren't many people around. He moved in his heart and removed his own cover, allowing mortals to see him.

Angel Yan also removed his shield from mortals and stopped playing around with Xia Xue.

"Ding Bo, are you there?"

Xia Xue took out several gifts from the space in his hand, slowly walked towards the dilapidated house that was originally two floors and was now one floor, and shouted into the house

"Who is it? Why are you looking for me? I'm taking a nap in the back room. I'm busy. Come in and talk."

Xia Xue heard that the voice should be Ding Gaoyang's grandson Ding Zhi, and followed the voice and walked towards the house.

Walking towards the house, Xia Xue discovered that there was a large yard behind the originally two-story building, with a kitchen and other cabins in the yard.

Xia Xue and Angel Yan, who were carrying gifts, had just entered the house when they saw a dozen sandbag-like bags hanging on the dilapidated shed in the yard.

The bulging bag must be filled with sand. There is also a muscular man wearing a short shirt standing under the sandbag. It is Ding Zhi.

What is surprising is that Ding Zhi, who is standing under a dozen sandbags, is not stepping on the ground, but on the edge of a large water tank filled with water.

Ding Zhi clenched his fist and hit the sandbag. The sandbag bounced back and forth after being hit. Ding Zhi had to step on the edge of the water tank to avoid the sandbag.

Xia Xue and Angel Yan saw Ding Zhi, who was busy hiding from sandbags and preventing his feet from stepping on the edge of the vat to maintain his balance.

Now I understand why he said he was busy, but due to an oversight, he was directly knocked to the ground by the sandbag, causing pain even though he fell to the ground.

As he said this, he heard a 'bang' sound.

Ding Zhi was hit by a swinging sandbag, slipped and fell into a large water tank, and the biting cold of winter instantly penetrated Ding Zhi's body.

Ding Zhi jumped out of the water tank and picked up the old towel next to him to wipe his head. When he saw someone coming from the yard, he was stunned by his movements.

Snapped!

"Hiss, it hurts, I didn't fall out of my hallucination."

Ding Zhi, who had slapped him, touched his cheek and looked at Xia Xue with big eyes. Angel Yan was ignored by him.

"You...you...are you really a student...a god of learning?"

"Hello, I'm Xia Xue."

Xia Xue saw the reaction of Ding Bo's grandson Ding Zhi, who looked to be in his twenties. He put down the gift in his hand, nodded and smiled.

Gulu!

"Hello."

Ding Zhi's face was full of excitement, and he nodded heavily in response.

"Oh, by the way, you sit down, you sit down!"

Ding Zhi, who was a little at a loss, hurriedly ran to the side and took a bench and moved it to Xia Xue, motioning Xia Xue to sit down and said

Ding Zhi, who put down the bench, raised his head and noticed Angel Yan next to Xia Xue. He glanced at Ding Zhi, who confirmed that he didn't recognize him, and asked a little naively:
Chapter completed!