Chapter 1157: Which one did this sing

Fang Xiyan's eyes flickered, her palms circled, and a yellow curse flashed in the air, falling directly on the old cow's forehead. The old cow couldn't move at all ... only a pair of bull's eyes murmured in murmur.
Fang Xiyan clapped her hands. Yi family's ancestral teachings could not be used on ordinary people. Should n’t she use amulet to hold a cow?
"Oh!" Suddenly the door of the cowshed was opened, and one person stood backlit ...
Fang Xiyan was startled, subconsciously fishing on the ground, picking up a large amount of straw, covering important parts of his body, and looking up again, standing at the door of the cowshed was a young man who looked eighteen or nineteen years old.
Thick eyebrows, dark complexion, wearing a tattered coarse cloth shirt that can't see the original face, staring at Fang Xiyan standing in the haystack: "You ... you ... fairy ..."
Fang Xiyan black line.
God, which one did she sing? !!
Cowherd and Weaver!
The real cowherd was in front of her, but she was not a weaver ...
She looked at the cowboy calmly and said calmly, "Could you give me a suit first, brother?"
Her voice was crisp and clear, and the cowherd nodded stupidly: "OK ... OK. Fairy, you, you wait ..."
He rushed out like a gust of wind, for a moment of effort, another rushed in like-
After a few moments, Fang Xiyan finally put on a piece of coarse clothes. She looked down, and her delicate eyebrows were tangled: "That--Is there a hole in my shirt?"
Do n’t be afraid of the old ones, and she is not afraid of the strange taste, but there are a lot of holes in this shirt. The big holes are covered with small holes, which can hardly cover up ...
Is this Nima's clothes? The sack film on the beggar is also better than this!
The black cowboy's dark face was slightly red, and he rubbed his hands thickly: "No ... nothing. My family is poor, so ... just these two clothes ... that was just washed, on me This one has n’t been washed yet. If the fairy does n’t hate it, I ’ll take it off and give you ...

Fang Xiyan: "..."
There are many holes in him, and they are not dirty.
She sighed and then stepped back and said, "So-is there any needlework?"
The man lowered his head: "I ... I'm an orphan, and my clothes were kind to others ..." Seeing Fang Xiyan's disappointed expression, he immediately changed his mind: "Wait, I'll go down the mountain to borrow."
He turned around and wanted to run, but turned his head again, and asked indefinitely: "Sister Fairy, you ... won't you be gone again immediately?"
Fang Xiyan: "..."
Where can she go in this way? She has no desire to streak!
"No, I'll wait for you to come back, quickly go back." Fang Xiyan tried to make the smile on his face closer to the people.
The man was finally relieved and turned and ran away.
One hour passed and another hour passed, the man still had no trace, and Fang Xiyan had searched the corners and corners of the cowshed carefully, and could not find the shadow of his reincarnation disk at all.
She was agitated and looked up at the hole in the top of the cowshed.
Strangely, he fell from there clearly. Theoretically, the reincarnation disk should also fall nearby. How could it not be found?
Did it fall outside the cowshed?
She turned and ran out of the cowshed, only to find that the cowshed was solitary built in the middle of the mountainside. There is no second building. It is surrounded by lush and virgin forests. From time to time, there are several roars of wild animals.