Lord of the Starry Sky

"..." Shen Jian nodded: "You and Lao Wang have something in common."

Fang Xiaoyu was a little surprised: "Is Wang Jinyan also a fan of Youyou?"

"That's not true, he is a fan of Lin Lan." Shen Jian replied.

"Tch!" Fang Xiaoyu turned around immediately.

Shen Jian asked funnyly: "What's going on?"

"Lin Lan doesn't comment, but the quality of her fans is very poor. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's talk about the last movie. Mingming Youyou starred in it, and Lin Lan just made a gimmick cameo. Her fans dared to compete for the poster ranking. You are so shameless!" Fang Xiaoyu said with a look of disgust.

Shen Jian said: "That's it. I heard from Lao Wang that the relationship between the two fans is still good."

Fang Xiaoyu snorted: "Don't worry, others don't know their virtues, how can we know them?

There are always people who come undercover in our group to spy and do little tricks. We are at odds with them!

Wang Jinyan said that to you, either because he wants to drag you into a trap and is pretending to be innocent, or he is also a new fan himself, or he doesn't often hang out with other so-called wind chimes, and he plays by himself without being polluted. "

Shen Jian sighed: "I admit, I can't keep up with your ideas."

"Remember to remind Wang Jinyan not to hang out with those lunatics." Fang Xiaoyu said emphatically.

Shen Jian looked at her: "But why do I feel that your obsession is more powerful?"

"Nonsense!" The petite girl whined and turned back, staring at the spiritual brain in her palm, looking at Lin You in the screen, and smiling happily again.

Shen Jian's eyes fell on Lin You and took a look.

It has been almost a year since the last time we met, and the long-haired girl does seem to be a little different, in an indescribable way.

"It's 801 in the new Yan lunar calendar. Everything is a new year and a new atmosphere." Shen Jian smiled and shook his head.

He looked away, looked down at his palm, checked his address book, and found a person's name.

After sending messages and chatting with people for a while, Fang Xiaoyu's new takeout order was delivered. Shen Jian went out to get it. Fang Xiaoyu reluctantly looked away from the palm of his hand and started planning his meal.

"New Year's Day and National Day are put together. After the first few days, there will be a National Day celebration. Do you want to go see it?" Fang Xiaoyu asked while eating.

"I'm not going. I'll stay with you for two days until we meet on January 10th." Shen Jian replied, "I may have something else to do in the meantime, so I'll go somewhere else."

He glanced at the little black dragon wrapped around his right arm: "This guy has been very weak. He hasn't recovered for almost a month. I'll find a professional to help."

"I noticed it as soon as I entered the door, but it was not caused by injuries. It can't be cured by medicine and stone. There is nothing I can do." Fang Xiaoyu said curiously: "There are quite a few veterinarians in Jinghua City, but they don't have the right expertise. I'm afraid you need this Only masters who are proficient in the art of beast control are required. Do you have any acquaintances in this field in Jinghua City? Otherwise, go to Chang'an."

Magic is one of the largest and oldest monastic systems. It has a long history and is divided into multiple branches and categories. Beast control is one of them.

Xuanzhen University in Chang'an and Zhengyang University in Jiangxia are both ranked first among Yanhuang universities in terms of magic education.

Among them, in the category of beast control, Xuanzhen University is even better.

Most masters of beast control also settled in Chang'an City.

As the capital of the Yanhuang Federation, Jinghua City naturally has many strong men from all walks of life gathered there.

But whether there is a way to find him or not is another matter.

In particular, the art of beast control itself is very unpopular.

Fang Xiaoyu suggested that Shen Jian go to Chang'an because she knew that Shen Jian had acquaintances like Qu Wei and Su Meng at Xuanzhen University, and it would be easy for him to find professors in Xuanzhen who were good at controlling beasts.

"There are indeed masters here in Jinghua City who are proficient in the art of controlling beasts." Shen Jian replied: "It is the person who was traded for the Qingxuan Miasma Relief Pill last time, Venerable Shenglong."

"That's it." Fang Xiaoyu nodded.

"However, Lord Shenglong is not here these days and has gone out to hunt the big demon again." Shen Jian said again.

"You're going out on New Year's Day? I admire you." Fang Xiaoyu asked, "Then how can you find this venerable man?"

Shen Jian waved the palm of his hand where he was inputting information: "Although Venerable Sheng Long is not here, his disciple is here, and he is the one who is talking to me."

"Apprentice?" Fang Xiaoyu swallowed the food in his mouth and asked curiously: "Although you mentioned that Venerable Shenglong has two apprentices, it's New Year's Day now. Why don't you go home and reunite with your family? Even if you go back to the old days, You can’t do this, right?”

Shen Jian shook his head: "I don't know the specific reason, but Song Dian is indeed staying in the courtyard of Venerable Shenglong to look after his master's house."

Fang Xiaoyu tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks: "Yes, who knows what it will be like? If you don't come this year, I will celebrate the festival alone as usual."

Shen Jian smiled.

The first day of the 801st year of the new Yan lunar calendar was spent by the two of them talking and laughing.

In the first few days of the new year, some of Venerable Shenglong’s old friends will come to visit.

Venerable Shenglong himself is not here, and if the other party does not come in person, he will send his children and nephews to bring gifts.

Song Dian, who was left to look after the house, had to greet the guests.

So Shen Jian made an appointment with Song Dian, and it was set on January 4th.

On January 4th, Shen Jian went to the Minglin Villa area.

After taking the shuttle bus and getting off the bus outside the villa area, Shen Jian saw a young man waiting at the gate.

The other party had an expressionless face, his eyes were fixed but dull, and the corners of his eyes were slightly drooped, giving people the feeling that everyone owed him two hundred coins.

He stood there silently. Wherever he looked, it was easy for people to misunderstand that he was blocking the door and waiting for his enemies.

When Shen Jian saw him, he laughed: "Junior Brother Song, I am willing to welcome you from afar, but I don't dare to accept it."

Song Dian said a little numbly: "I'll pick you up. It's quite far from the courtyard."

Sure enough, there was a shuttle parked at the entrance of the villa area behind him.

"Your Majesty is not here. Although I also want to pay my respects, the main reason I came here today is to ask for your help. I cannot serve as a welcome gift." Shen Jian waved some simple New Year gifts in his hand.

Song Dian shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I've been idle before."

His eyes fell on the small black dragon wrapped around Shen Jian's right arm.

The black dragon, which had always been lazy, moved at this moment, turned its head and neck, and met Song Dian's gaze.

There is curiosity in the eyes of each person and the dragon.

Song Dian glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, took Shen Jian to the shuttle, and the two of them returned to the courtyard of Lord Sheng Long.

"Please follow me." After Song Dian parked the car, he took Shen Jian into the mansion and walked directly to the backyard.

As soon as we entered the backyard, we heard the chirping of birds.

Almost hundreds of spiritual birds fell from all directions.

They were not trying to attack Shen Jian and the other two, but they all gathered around Song Dian.