Chapter 171: Touching the Head Can Regulate Crying

His eyes kept swaying between the opposite side and my feet, and finally stopped on Duanmuyu's face.

Her expression was also one of surprise and curiosity, and like her teammates, she stared at my feet without blinking.

The difference was that her teammates seemed to be in a timid mood, pointing at Duanmuyu.

Is there something wrong with my feet?

Could it be said that this is the unique skill of the light blue stickman-gathering eyes?

Subconsciously, I raised my feet.

"stop!"

This time, it was Yang Ji's voice, which sounded serious and troubled.

Ah?

I looked at him in surprise.

Yang Jie looked at my face seriously, and then started winking at me, as if he was hinting me something, or maybe he was just making a face.

I was caught off guard and stood frozen on one foot for several seconds. After seeing Yang Guo’s series of grimaces, I finally couldn’t hold it back anymore, hahahahaha!

After a burst of laughter, I became unsteady and sat down heavily on the ground.

However, the laughter stopped suddenly, and I saw an extremely strange scene.

The light blue stick figure was lying quietly on the ground, no, it was lying flat on the ground quietly, like a thin pancake.

From somewhere, a breeze blew.

The thin stick figure was blown up like this, floating, floating, floating, and then nothing happened.

"Oops!"

Yang Gao let out a slightly desperate murmur.

Well?

I didn't understand it at all and was confused.

However, the next second, I felt the source of Yang Jiu's desperate tone.

Duanmuyu flattened his mouth, his whole body began to tremble slightly, and his big eyes suddenly became more twinkling - were they tears?

Immediately afterwards, a burst of heartbreaking and tragic cries came out of her small mouth. The sound was so loud that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as deafening.

"My summons, wow! My summons is dead!"

Everyone's expressions changed, and everyone covered their ears tightly to avoid the piercing cries.

Yang Guo stepped forward and put me aside. His face was pale and he whispered, "You shouldn't lift your feet!"

"Peat, if I had known about this situation, I wouldn't have lifted my feet no matter what. Even if I was beaten half to death, I would never lift my feet!" My ears hurt, and I said, "Besides, just now Why don’t you stop me!”

"How to stop you?" Yang Jiu frowned and said, "The speed and timing of your foot lift were too sudden!"

"I was talking about fighting that stickman!"

"Stick man? What stick man?"

"Peat" I paused and explained: "It's the little man summoned by wind magic!"

Yang Jiu made a bitter face and said, "If I stop her, she will cry even harder!"

"This is really a troublesome child!" I said helplessly: "Is there no way to make her stop crying?"

"She'll stop when she's had enough crying."

"What a cruel brother."

Yang Gao was silent for a while and said, "Maybe what you said is right."

I sighed, leaned forward, and walked towards Duanmuyu.

Yang Guo grabbed me and said, "What are you doing?"

"I tried to coax the kid."

"It's useless," Yang Ji said, "We have tried all our methods before."

"How will you know if you don't try?" I stared at him and said without blinking, "That's like your sister, can you bear it?"

Yang Jiu hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand: "Don't hurt her."

"Don't worry, I said, I'm just a passerby, not an enemy."

"I was too guarded just now, right."

I waved my hand and interrupted Yang Jiu's words: "You are not wrong. Don't say unnecessary words. If you have anything to do, wait until she stops crying."

Walking towards Duanmuyu, several of her companions were very wary of me. Among them, the short-haired girl even wanted to stop me despite her voice, but was stopped by Yang Gao with a wave of his hand.

Even so, they still stared at me without slacking off, directly treating me as an imaginary enemy.

Forget it, I don’t want to hurt Duanmu Yu anyway, so what if you treat me as a heinous monster.

Crouching down, Duanmuyu and I looked directly at each other. This little girl is really cute.

From a distance, she seemed to have a round face, but when she got closer, she realized that she had a flawless round face.

Girls with round faces generally carry one attribute with them, and that is cuteness. The round faces are very delicate, and the big eyes, even if they are narrowed and crying, are still bigger than many people's eyes. Many, such as Yang Jie and the short-haired girl who was very unfriendly to me.

In my mind, I unscrupulously smeared girls with short hair.

But to be honest, the eyes of the girl with short hair are really not as big as Duanmuyu's, and the difference is more than two models (the difference between the two models here is probably calculated based on the ratio of basketball and football).

A few freckles can be faintly seen on both sides of the straight little nose.

However, these freckles not only did not detract from her points, on the contrary, they added to Duanmuyu's girl-next-door image.

It's just that this cry is a bit too thrilling.

"Little sister, look~"

I made a face and reminded her to look at me in a weird tone.

Her crying became louder.

Out of the corner of my eye, several of her companions looked at me like I was an idiot.

"Tch" I felt unhappy in my heart.

It seems that the grimace tactic is no longer working, so let’s try another one.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Come, uncle will tell you a story. The name of the story is 'The Peach Blossom Man vs. the Chrysanthemum Monster'."

This time, not only did she cry loudly, but she also looked miserable.

Ah? This doesn’t work either? Then I will try another way.

"Girls become ugly easily when they cry~"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

"Girls are made of water. If you cry too much, they will turn into cement."

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

Seeing that my endless attempts to coax people had no effect, everyone else's foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.

Why.

Finally, I felt a little powerless. Not only could the child not be coaxed by me, but he was crying more and more.

I sighed, put my hand on her head out of habit, and rubbed her hair helplessly a few times.

"You are serious, what should I do?"

I murmured very helplessly.

At this moment, a miracle happened, Duanmuyu's crying became quieter!

Ah?

I was stunned. Could it be related to me putting my hand on her head?

Thinking about it, I tried to move my hand away again.

The crying suddenly increased in volume.

Then I put it on again.

The voice became quieter again.

I'm moving away, getting bigger again.

"Hey~" My dark heart suddenly swelled: "This is fun."

Next, I completely ignored the thoughts of the people around me and played a game of touching the girl's hair to adjust the volume of her crying.