Izawa came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he ran to the room in cartoon pajamas, and Liang Qiuqiu followed him.

It seems to be explaining something.

I don't know what happened to Ize, but I saw that his face was red, like a ripe peach. The whole person "slipped away" and got into the bed.

Liang Qiuqiu turned off the light when she left the room, she said "good night" and closed the door.

In the living room on the first floor, the little dinosaur was lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep.

Liang Qiuqiu walked over and picked up the pillow and sat down on the side. She tried to mobilize the spiritual power in her body, as well as the vague magical aura.

She remembered everything she had seen when she was on the Blazing Law Avenue.

If you can use this power well......

Maybe......

Slowly, Liang Qiuqiu's figure disappeared from the sofa, and she entered her own small world.

Tulou in the desert.

She pushed the door open and entered the room, and with a wave of her hand, an oil lamp and pen and paper appeared on the table. According to Dongfang Mo's meaning, as long as she is free, she will sort out the experience of Y Yang Technique, and write down some of the truths she has realized into the book as much as possible.

Some fragments of the Y Yang Technique can no longer be found, but Liang Qiuqiu's control over the Y Yang Technique has long surpassed that of Gray Luo, and she only needs to combine the Liang family's Y Yang Technique to write her own feelings.

This can be regarded as a precious treasure for future generations.

Little Lori, whose eyes were bleeding, poked her head out from behind the door, looked at Liang Qiuqiu curiously, and saw that she had been concentrating on doing her own thing, so she swaggered over and deliberately dangled in front of her.

The corners of Liang Qiuqiu's mouth twitched into a smile, and she asked, "Why don't you go back to the underworld?"

The clown girl was brought by her from the realm of nothingness, and after asking her what she meant, it seems that she doesn't want to go back to the underworld.

That's where the ghosts live.

Fortunately, Liang Qiuqiu's spiritual power is deep now, and her small world is almost connected to the underworld, and ghosts will not have any discomfort at all when they live here.

The little female ghost stuck out her tongue and said, "I don't want to go back! If you bring me out, you will be responsible for me!"

"Okay, I'm in charge. Liang Qiuqiu's tone had a hint of pampering: "No matter what you want, tell Brother Shen." ”

"......" Shen Shen is full of black lines.

Hey, he just wants to contribute his combat power, and it's not like becoming a nanny butler.

Little Lori grinned, Liang Qiuqiu was still writing the book in his hand, when he heard the voice of the little dinosaur - "Qiuqiu, send the spirit." ”

Send, send the spirit......

Liang Qiuqiu's hand moved, and soon, she went out of the small world and returned to Zhang Chaosheng's villa.

Although Zhang Xiaoran's soul has been extinguished forever, there are still some rituals. Just as if she still exists.

In the Y Yang family, the third day is the day of sending the spirit.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, I saw five musicians standing beside the coffin.

A lot of people are here.

Everyone stood together in twos and neatly sorted.

The first column is Zhang Lansheng and Liang Qiuqiu, the second column is Hu Die and Xiao Qiye, the third column is Dongfang Mo and Little Dinosaur, and the fourth column is Shen and Yinye......

There are musicians who play erhu, play suona, beat gongs and drums, and are specially responsible for chanting.

Just when the spirit was about to start, a car was parked outside, and Zhang Lansheng tilted his head slightly, and he didn't need to go out to greet them to know who the person who was coming.

Liang Yixuan, Luo Grayqi.

And also......

Mu Su Nian, Xi Yan.

Everybody's coming.