Chapter 1292： Miss Liu Family (1/2)

Under the night sky.

Stars are dense, the branches swing lightly with the wind, shaking a few maple leaves down.

Seeing Su Jin stagnating, Grandma Jiu Yun seemed to see what he was thinking and said, ”The youngest princess in the family is the one who chants poems.”

”Who is the last name or first name?” Su Jin has a feeling of cherishing each other. He is also a talented person. It's just a difference between men and women. He is a talented man, and the other is a talented woman, tusk.

Grandma Jiuyun said immediately: ”The last name is Liu, the name is poetry.”

”Liu Shiyin.”

Su Jin's heart shook, because when the voice fell, a thin purple smoke rose about 50 meters in front. If you have poor eyesight, I am afraid that you will not pay attention to this detail, and so Master Su Think of something.

This smoke was promoted by Liu Shiyin. She should have entered Taoism through Confucianism. Although she couldn't believe it in her heart, this is the truth. The aura of the outside world is full of energy and can be touched. This'Confucianism and Taoism' is also a'Tao'. Is it possible?

”It's cold in the middle of the night, son don't delay any more time, just follow the old man.” Grandma Jiuyun didn't suspect him, and continued to lead the way.

Su Jin looked forward to.

Continue to follow along. When he reached the place where the lavender smoke had just risen, Su Jinchao looked inside a small'que', this wooden building, the fence of the yard is white fluorite, only 20 or 30 centimeters. High, not as high as the knee.

Inside the fluorite fence, there are colorful flowers that grow luxuriantly, and the wooden building is also unique in shape, not very high, the house is brightly lit, and there is a vaguely seen girl with a straight waist sitting in the middle, holding a book in hand, and watching carefully ——

This is probably Liu Shiyin.

Su Jin's mood fluctuated, and he rubbed his palms. It would be great if Grandma Jiuyun took herself to see this girl, but unfortunately not...

In order not to attract attention, Su Jin just noted the location and continued to follow Grandma Jiuyun.

This'Purple Phoenix Boat' was really too big. After five minutes passed, Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief and followed Grandma Jiu Yun into a heavily guarded hall.

Who ever thought that the three halls of ”Zhengyang”, ”Purple Phoenix”, and ”Cyan Shuang” have been connected again, and this is the place!

Right in front of me, the wooden building was continuous, surrounded by flowers and flowers, all kinds of flowers and trees were not chaotic. I only heard Grandma Jiuyun standing still and saying: ”Miss, the old man has invited Master Su here.”

”Please come in, the son-” There was a beautiful voice in the room, which was shocking.

”Master, please.” Grandma Jiuyun made an invitation gesture.

Su Jin smiled slightly, opened the folding fan, and a party of heavy treasures, ”Mountain God and Dachuan Map” were all unfolded. He walked to the door, and the door suddenly opened automatically, as if controlled by Momin's power.

Walk in, close the door, and then look at the room carefully.

This pavilion is not small. After entering the house, Su Jin felt a quaint smell. To the east, there are bookshelves, desks, pens, inks, papers, and inkstones. A stack of misty cigarettes curls up, the fragrance blows, and the bookshelves are tight. On the wall by the side, there are several famous paintings, which are extraordinary.

”Does Lord Su also like leisurely and elegant things?”