Zhang Yang is walking on the bed in a certain guest room at the moment, and the hard bed board has long been accustomed to sleeping on a grass bed for a month.

I had been thinking about the things in Tomorrow's Star Village, and suddenly I felt as if I was missing something, and sat up straight from the bed, he wanted to find Wang Miaoyan to confirm, and got out of bed with difficulty.

At this time, Wang Miaoyan was sitting in the pond pavilion, her eyes swept over the rippling pool surface, her hand was holding her cheeks, as if she was thinking about something, her pretty face was slightly red for a while, but she was angry for a while, the breeze blew the hair in her ears, she gently brushed the hair that was blown forward behind her ears with her hands, as if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

Zhang Yang's body is weak, even if it is an ordinary walk, it consumes a lot of strength, he didn't go far, he had to hold on to a rockery next to the trail and gasp, not far in front of him is that Miao Yaju, he has a great doubt in his heart, and he wants to be sure.

After a lot of hard work, Zhang Yang finally saw the Miao Yaju in front of him, the attic was dark, it seemed that no one was here at this time, Zhang Yang didn't care about anything else, he walked into the small courtyard with his effort, and gently knocked on the door with his hand, Zhang Yang didn't have a complete understanding of the monk after all, he couldn't even control his own divine sense now, where would he know, with Wang Miaoyan's divine consciousness of the Jindan period, as long as he just stepped into this courtyard, Wang Miaoyan would know, but unfortunately the attic was empty at this time.

Zhang Yang was anxious in his heart, the sound of knocking on the door, more and more forceful, after a while, Zhang Yang sat under the door and gasped, his body was too weak, with such a body, could he avenge the people in the Rising Star Village?

Zhang Yang, who was very tired, his eyes became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep against the door unconsciously.

After Wang Miaoyan returned to Miaoyaju, she saw Zhang Yang who was sleeping against the door, she was a little puzzled, and at the same time, her pretty face was slightly red as if she thought of something.

Wang Miaoyan walked up to Zhang Yang and squatted down, calling softly, "Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang." ”

But I didn't see Zhang Yang respond, Wang Miaoyan carefully looked at Zhang Yang who was sleeping, and was a little fascinated for a while, and after she reacted, her pretty face became extremely blushing, forcing herself to calm down, lifting Zhang Yang with one hand, pushing open the door, entering her boudoir on the second floor, and gently placing him on her boudoir.

Wang Miaoyan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhang Yang lying on the bed, and was stunned.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, saw the unfamiliar bed, and smelled a strong fragrance, this smell was not unfamiliar to him, it was the smell of Wang Miaoyan's body, and some of his confused brain suddenly woke up, and he struggled to get out of bed, the sun was shining outside the window, thinking that he slept on this Wang Miaoyan's bed, Zhang Yang was a little scared, walked to the window, looked out through the window, and saw Wang Miaoyan who was dancing with a sword.

Wang Miaoyan wore a white long skirt, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, dancing in the small courtyard of Miaoyaju, that Miaoman's body and sharp sword skills, two unrelated elements, integrated by Wang Miaoyan, but it was so pleasing to the eye, the aura lingered around her, and the morning sun shone on these aura, colorful and beautiful.

Zhang Yang quietly admired Wang Miaoyan's dream-like sword dance, and the woman who was haunted by the colorful aura with a smile on the corner of his mouth was deeply imprinted in his mind at this moment, and couldn't help but sigh, "This scene should be in the sky, and the world can see it a few times." ”

Wang Miaoyan, who heard Zhang Yang's sigh, paused slightly, looked up and saw Zhang Yang in front of the window, smiled slightly, stopped dancing the sword, and the aura that lingered around her slowly dissipated.

Zhang Yang had some regrets about the disappearance of such a beautiful scenery, he remembered that he had come to find her, turned around, and went downstairs with difficulty, and when he arrived downstairs, he saw that Wang Miaoyan was already sitting on the tea table in the room, Zhang Yang walked to the tea table and sat down, panting, meridians, and dantian injuries made his physique a hundred times weaker than when he first came to this world, and even such a simple thing as going downstairs was tired and panting.

Wang Miaoyan looked at him with some concern, why did she come to look for her when she lay down and rested well last night, thinking of this time, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Zhang Yang gasped, picked up the teacup prepared for him in front of him, blew the tea that was still emitting heat, took a sip gently, and after slowing down, he said to Wang Miaoyan: "Miss Wang..." ”

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, and he looked at Wang Miaoyan seriously and said, "I'm sorry, even if I gouge out my eyeballs, I won't call you a master." ”

Wang Miaoyan was annoyed in her heart, and snorted coldly: "Since this is the case, then I will gouge out your eyeballs." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his right hand towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was taken aback, and immediately shrank his body back and rolled up, and said with a distressed expression: "Aunt Wang, except for calling the master, anything else is fine." ”

Wang Miaoyan stopped her outstretched hand and played with the taste: "Really?"

Zhang Yang nodded vigorously.

Wang Miaoyan thought for a while, then lowered her head with a slightly red face, and played with the flowers embroidered on the white dress with her fingers, her voice was like fine lines, "You can just call me Yan'er." ”

Zhang Yang was shocked, what is the situation? Yan'er? It's so disgusting, such a cruel and wicked woman has such a little woman's posture, shouldn't she like herself, (one of the top ten illusions of men, she talks to me, will she like me?) Thinking of this, Zhang Yang looked confident and thought he was extremely handsome, and said coldly to Wang Miaoyan: "Okay, Miss Yan'er." ”

Wang Miaoyan looked up at the most handsome and cold appearance on Zhang Yang's face that was the only one in the world, and couldn't help but reach out and give Zhang Yang a loud slap, only to hear the sound of "pop", which echoed throughout Miaoyaju.

Zhang Yang was stunned, and aggrievedly stroked his beaten red and swollen face with his hand, looked at Wang Miaoyan and said with a crying voice: "Didn't you ask me to call you Yan'er." ”

Wang Miaoyan's face was disgusting, she was disgusted by Zhang Yang's disgusting appearance just now, she cleared her throat, and said viciously: "Don't use that appearance in the future, it's too disgusting." ”

Zhang Yang could only take a sip of tea, and after thinking of this, he hurriedly spoke, "Wang... Miss Yan'er, when you buried the villagers that day, did you find an old man dressed as a teacher? Seeing Wang Miaoyan's raised jade hand, Zhang Yang hurriedly changed his words.

Wang Miaoyan pondered for a moment and shook it, "At that time, in order to find clues, I carefully explored the entire village, including the remains of the villagers, and you said that the old man dressed as a teacher, I didn't see it." ”

After hearing Wang Miaoyan's words, Zhang Yang pondered, the village chief is not dead? Or has the village chief changed his clothes? For a month, the village chief is dressed as a teacher and the villagers are dressed completely differently, and the village chief should not change his own clothes for no reason.

Wang Miaoyan saw Zhang Yang in contemplation, and asked slowly, "The person dressed as a teacher is from the village?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Yes, that's the village chief, who is dressed incompatible with other villagers." ”

Wang Miaoyan nodded and said to Zhang Yang: "Actually, there is another way to know who the murderer is, but I'm not sure if the souls of the villagers can be recruited, after all, the monks are directly distracted." ”

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and he said hurriedly: "Miss Yan'er, why didn't you say this method earlier." ”

Wang Miaoyan looked at Zhang Yang, who was eager, and said slowly: "I just remembered." ”

Zhang Yang was speechless for a moment and asked, "Then how can we recruit the souls of those villagers, and will it have any impact on the souls of the villagers?"

Wang Miaoyan shook her head and said, "I don't know, I'm not good at conjuring spirits, I have a senior sister who is good at this, so I'll ask her." ”

Wang Miaoyan took out a jade slip from the Qiankun bag and poured spiritual power into it, the jade slip shone slightly, and it didn't take long for a serious female voice to come from the jade slip, "Senior Sister Wang, what's the matter?"

Wang Miaoyan said to Yu Jian: "Senior Sister Dongfang, I have something to ask. ”

A voice came from Yu Jian's side, "What's the matter?"

Wang Miaoyan thought for a while and said, "Senior Sister Dongfang, I want to recruit some ordinary souls to ask about something, will it have an impact on these souls?"

Yu Jian pondered for a while, "Senior Sister Wang, where are you? I'll come over directly to help you summon your spirit." ”

Wang Miaoyan's face changed, and she said in a hurry: "Senior Sister Dongfang, you can teach me, you don't have to come here in person." ”

When Wang Ao saw Wang Miaoyan, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, he was a little afraid of this senior sister of the East, so interested!!