Tianfeng Continent, a remote corner of the Northern Wilderness, the Kingdom of Wind Ming, in Diyang City

Hayama woke up and came to this world for a year, and yesterday it happened that he had the secret weapon that he had, and the first attempt time was over.

I was full of joy, but I found it in the courtyard.

But I found out early that several servants were equipping the horses and equipment that were going out.

Ye Shan took two maids, Qiu'er and Cai'er, to stand quietly and watch from a distance; He commanded, "Cai'er, go and inquire about what's going on."

Cai'er's graceful posture, blessed, should be right away, go out to inquire about the news, after a while, come back, face Hayama, said.

"Childe, the master is going back to the royal city again!"

"That's it", Ye Shan was a little surprised, he hadn't been back for a few days.After breakfast, with many wives and brothers, in the streets outside the house, watching the carriage, walking away slowly, but it was back to normal.

"Shan'er, your father has already confessed, a few days later, you, Lei'er and Yun'er, set out together and went out to Wangcheng Academy, but you can't come by temperament in the future."

The eldest lady looked at Hayama and said softly.

"Hmm", Hayama replied casually.

"Don't worry, mother, I will take care of the brothers", the eldest brother Ye Lei said bluntly at this time.

"Me too", "Me too"

The second brother Ye Yun and the fourth brother Ye Yu answered the road on the side.

Ye Shan, looking, Ye Lei has thick eyebrows, a strong figure, a sense of dependence, and is a good elder brother; And Ye Yun is a young talent, very handsome, and his martial arts talent is also the highest among many brothers.And Ye Yu is similar to himself, and his figure is a little weak, but Ye Yu's mind is sensitive, but it is beyond the reach of many brothers.

The carriage went away, and everyone returned to their respective halls and studies. Ye Shan saw Ye Yun, carrying a gun and following the martial artist at home on the training field, practicing guns and dancing tigers; Ye Lei wields a heavy sword, the Ye family sword style, and it is also practiced with a clear eye, which is really rare.

"Watching by the Side"

Ye Shan watched his brothers improve day by day, but he couldn't help but turn around and go back to his room.

"Young master, in fact, if you don't practice martial arts, there's nothing wrong with it.

Cai'er, the elder, since following Hayama, is also dedicated to serving Hayama.Looking at Hayama from the training ground, and gloomy look, I can't help but comfort in time.

Qiu'er, made a pot of tea on the side, quickly poured a cup of Yeshan's favorite, mountain tea, put it in front of Yeshan's table, the cup was steaming, and continued,

"That is, I sweat every day when I practice martial arts, and I am so tired to say; Before the young master, the women's clothes I wore were fun."

"Ahem", Hayama blew the tea, and couldn't help coughing after hearing it.

thought of the feeling of being pounced by Pang Tie of the Pang family in the Red Square yesterday, and putting life and death in the hands of the other party; He didn't want a second time.

"Cai'er, Qiu'er, you two are fine, fix the flowers in the yard", Ye Shan said to the two girls after taking a sip of tea.

"Yes", "Yes", the two women glanced at each other and exited the room.

Hayama, seeing the two girls exiting the room, saw that there was no one around, and couldn't help but enter, in his mind, he saw a hollow place in his mind, and a notebook was full of strange colorful light.

Outside the note, the sculpture of the hollow head, countless textures, and various lines and stripes shape the outside of the note into a strange contradiction and unity.

"This notebook, remembered, came with my own crossing; It's not the original thing, it's just that when it appeared, it doesn't have the slightest impression, as if it had always been in the soul."

Hayama observed a strange note, looking back on the life situation in his previous life, and the situation of dying in a car accident, there was no trace of the note at all, until he came to this world and seized control of this body.

Hayama also understands that he can't figure out the truth by guessing now, so he can only leave it to the future to explore these secrets.

A painting, a beautiful painting, the person in the painting, is the flower in the red square autumn lotus.

Hayama stroked the faces in the painting, and when he looked closely, he really changed, and the original brightness turned into a dull color, like an old painting.

"After drawing the other party's face before, the psychological state of the woman who had a strange and peerless beauty has left this morning after nearly a year."

"It seems that the first step of using this notebook is to make contact, the second step is to draw in a daze, and the third step is to imitate each other until the strange transitional state is finally digested."

"What's next?!"

Hayama,I can't help but wonder what will happen in the future.I read various novels in my previous life.I haven't heard of this bizarre ability.I can't help but be a little curious.At the same time, this notebook,It gives people a sense of weirdness and absurdity.

"In the future, it's called, grotesque notes", Hayama, holding the grotesque notes, said.

Ye Shan couldn't help but continue to caress the portrait of Qiu Lian, but there was no reaction at all.

The posture is outstanding, graceful and chuckling, the black hair like ink goes straight to the waist, the eyes are like a clear spring on the snow-capped mountain, the head is obliquely inserted with a vermilion hairpin, and there is a lotus petal-shaped makeup embellishment.

For a moment, the dim portrait turned bright, and then seemed to come to life, as if she saw Qiu Lian smiling at herself, smiling, all with her own doubts;

Imitate each other for the past year, and the feeling that I can't be familiar with it has long been familiar.

"What the hell!" , Hayama was frightened and out of state; From the trance of the awakening, I woke up.In the blink of an eye, I was still in my room.There was no one around.Hayama touched his head, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"What's going on?"

Ye Shan, got up and looked, came to the window, opened the window, just to see, Cai'er and Qiu'er, holding a kettle, watering flowers everywhere.

"Young Master, is there something wrong?" , Qiu'er, who was watering the flowers, saw Hayama who was looking around with the window open, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Was there anyone else around just now?"

"No, young master, it's just me and Sister Cai'er."

Hayama, suddenly understood, said, "You guys continue to be busy"

Then, back to the room with the window closed, he was absorbed again, opened the grotesque notes, flipped to the portrait of the Oiran Autumn Lotus, and stared intently. The person in the portrait seemed to come to life.

All of a sudden, a lot of information was transmitted, a lot of knowledge about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even flower arrangement, tea ceremony, scriptures, poetry, a lot of knowledge and understanding, all of them came into Ye Shan's mind.

There is even the loneliness and helplessness in Qiu Lian's heart, such as the inner emotions of Ye Qiuping, the sublimation of the knowledge of reading poems, books and music, a frown and anger, a smile and a smile, all of which are transmitted into Ye Shan's heart.

"I'm Hayama, I'm Qiu Lian, who is the slave family?

Ye Shan, in the process of constantly receiving information and knowledge, seems to have fallen into endless self-dialectic, although he knows that he is the third son of the Ye family, Ye Shan, but with the continuous introduction of new knowledge, more emotions are introduced.

"No, I'm Hayama, I'm who I am"

Ye Shan roared and got out of his state.Open his eyes, a sweep seemed to sweep away many troubles, and then, the cups on the table were swept away, the teacups flew down, and the teapot also swept to the ground.

"Click", of course a few sounds.

"Young Master, Young Master, what's going on", Cai'er, as soon as she heard the sound of falling to the ground, she hurriedly rushed to push the door and entered Hayama's room.

"Young master, how are you", Qiu'er was even more frizzy, hurriedly, and touched Hayama everywhere, checking what was wrong with Hayama.

Ye Shan heard the voices of the two women and came back to his senses; glanced at the two girls, Cai'er, Qiu'er, in Ye Shan's glance at them, they seemed to see ten thousand styles in their eyes, with a hazy feeling of tears, like the loneliness of a peerless beauty, showing in front of the two, which made people feel pity.

"Young Master", "Young Master"

"What are you two crying about?!" , Ye Shan looked at the two women, as if he was about to cry in his eyes, and couldn't help but be strange; I also came back to my senses for a while, and wondered.

"Young Master, you seem to be very lonely just now, which makes people feel emotional, and I can't help but want to cry."

"Young master, you still have us", Cai'er seemed to think that the look was the real Hayama, and suddenly said her heart sincerely.

"Uh-huh", Qiu'er agreed on the side, wiping her eyes from time to time, and followed Sister Cai'er to make up her mind.

Ye Shan heard the words of the two of them, thought about it, and also understood a thing or two.Ye Shan was fortunate at this time, in the grotesque notes, the information passed on, there was no life memory of Oiran Qiulian herself, only some knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and some experience, such as sleeping, dressing, sitting, walking experience, and unspeakable emotions.

"Huh, .......", Ye Shan understood a little at this time, the role of this grotesque notebook is just that if you accept the information in the painting at once, I'm afraid, you will get it, and you won't know who you are.

Ye Shan said silently, "It seems that it is necessary to accept it slowly and absorb this information."

Ye Shan, after looking at the two girls, said, "I'm fine, you guys clean up these and go down to get busy first."

"Yes", two answers, Cai'er Qiu'er, cleaned up, re-brewed a pot of tea, and then reluctantly exited the room.

"This is really", Hayama looked at the appearance of the two women, and couldn't help but shake his head.Pick up a cup of new tea, raise it to his lips, and touch it.A strange feeling rose from the depths of his body.

"She seems to drink tea like this!"

Hayama took a sip and placed the cup lightly on the table, then swallowed it and slid it down her throat into her stomach.

When I think of this, I can't help but shudder, and I feel weird.

"I feel like I'm going to grow crooked"

He slapped his face with both hands, and came to his senses.I am myself, it can't be Oiran Qiulian.It can't be her.

"Memories, life, everything in the past, make up who I am now, I am who I am", Hayama couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he thought of this.

"Now it seems that grotesque notes are basically the ability to obtain knowledge and information from the other party through imitation, and even the emotions of the other party will be recorded."