121 Changes in the Forbidden Land

Mama Cui walked over. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"Miss, can you do it?" ”

Fu Yanwu was entangled, she really didn't want to hurt this innocent woman. Without Fuling, if Dongzhu is lost again, Princess Zhan will definitely be reprimanded by Prince Zhan.

Seeing that the figures of Princess Zhan and others had completely disappeared, Fu Yanwu wrote: Give up the plan.

She wandered in the garden sullenly, and the opal on her chest suddenly made a big move.

Fu Yanwu stopped and looked around with cheetah-like sharp eyes. What's going on in this world, is the aura overflowing, and Yingluo has a sense wherever she goes.

Wang Yi'an walked over to this side with a square plate. "Sister Yan, I've been looking for you for a long time. So you're hiding here. ”

Fu Yanwu restrained the vigilance in his eyes and pretended to enjoy the scenery.

After three years, Wang Yi'an has grown into a beautiful young man, and his gestures are very eye-catching. No wonder Fu Manyou misses him in his heart, such a man is a girl harvester alive.

Looking again, there was a stack of rice paper on the plate in his hand, and a bamboo knife was lying on the rice paper.

Fu Yanwu's heartbeat slowed down, this person came to chat with him. It's really hard for him.

"Sister Yan, how have you spent the past three years, there is no news, and I can't send a letter to you if I want to."

Wang Yi'an's eyes were full of affection, and it was difficult for Fu Yanwu to pretend that he didn't know.

The heart is right, and he has to put his mind on the right path. Since he prepared bamboo knife rice paper, he received his love.

Yanwu knew that Wang Yi'an, his second brother Fu Baisong, and his fourth brother Fu Qingnian were classmates of Bishui Academy, and they were now studying together in Guozijian. wrote: What do you learn in Guozijian?

"It's not the Five Classics and Six Arts, it's not as good as you, and the skills you have learned are beyond my cousin's reach."

Yanwu smiled faintly and wrote: It doesn't matter what you learn, just learn with your heart.

Wang Yi'an stared at her unfatted face, and could no longer hide the melancholy in his heart. Sister Yan can't marry for life, and there is no possibility with him. "My cousin has become a fortune operator, will I feel cold from a high place?"

Yanwu wrote: The low place is not necessarily warm.

Thinking of Yingluo's abnormal reaction, he wrote: The scenery of the Guogong Mansion is very beautiful, and I was planning to look around.

The king blurted out in a reassuring voice: "I will accompany you." Later, he felt abrupt, and said: "Sister Yan is here for the first time, or I will lead the way." ”

This is exactly what Yanwu wants. She looked not far away and motioned for Mama Cui and Fuchen to follow.

Wang Yi'an is a good guide. Guogong Mansion has a history of 100 years, every grass and tree are quite talkative, this plaque is the emperor of which dynasty, which court master built that rockery, in detail, all have an extraordinary origin.

Dusty followed and kicked the pebbles, bored. This young master talked to himself with relish, but the young lady actually didn't listen carefully.

However, Fu Yanwu listened very carefully, she was originally interested in history, but she couldn't speak, so she couldn't interact with Wang Yi'an.

The area of the Guogong Mansion was almost twice the size of the Anping Marquis Mansion, and there was an open martial arts training ground in the middle of the garden, with scarecrows, arrow targets, wooden stakes, and a row of unedged weapons.

After the martial arts training ground, it is a garden again. It turned out that the martial arts training ground divided the garden into two parts.

Fu Yanwu touched Yingluo and paused.

"Sister Yan doesn't think this layout is strange, it's all because there are too many people in the house."

Fu Yanwu nodded. The Wang family has a big business, there are too many houses, and it is easy to jump when they live densely.

The gardeners of the Wang family are all skillful, and the rockery is majestic and steep, comparable to the force of nature.

But the further she went, the more nervous she became. Instead of shaking slightly, the jewels began to vibrate violently.

Bikachu suddenly shouted, "Yanyan, don't go over, I'm afraid." ”

Fu Yanwu stopped and looked at the courtyard in front of him, the sky above was slightly blue, which was completely different from the light blue next to him. Could it be that there are any other evil spirits in the mansion of the country?

Fu Yanwu took a step, and Bikachu shouted desperately: "Yanyan, don't go over, it's dangerous." ”

Fu Yanwu walked to a pile of wasteland and stood still. There are remnants of the wall on the side, which should be a wall that has been torn down, and it is necessary to repair the yard.

Wang Yi'an kept chasing her eyes, and spontaneously explained her confusion: "This was originally a forbidden place, but a clan elder came a few months ago, and my grandfather asked people to clean up this courtyard and place this old ancestor. ”

Fu Yanwu lowered his head and pondered. Old ancestor, didn't the second aunt Wang call the old lady the old ancestor in the past?

Wang Yi'an saw that she seemed to be interested in this courtyard, and proposed, "Sister Yan, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Fu Yanwu shook his head. It was rude to enter the inner courtyard at will, and besides, the scene inside the courtyard could be seen through the moon cave door.

There are a few flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, and the leaves are withered and withered; There is a circle of hand-copying verandahs on the periphery, and there are two pots of green plants. It looks like an ordinary yard.

What is worth exploring is Wang Yi'an's sentence: This was originally a forbidden place.

In the forbidden land of the Guogong Mansion, a patriarch of the Wang family lived in, and then the wall outside the forbidden land was demolished, and the patriarch became the ancestor.

How weird it is, and this plot makes Fu Yanwu feel familiar.

Isn't there a similar forbidden place in the Anping Marquis Mansion?

The Buddhist hall of the Anping Hou Mansion is inhabited by a pair of old brothers and sisters of the Wu family, and now they are offered by the Manchurian people as bodhisattvas.

Wang Yi'an saw that Fu Yanwu was in a daze, and said, "Sister Yan, let's find a place to rest." ”

He also had doubts about the changes in the forbidden land.

The two turned around and walked back, and walked under the hundred-year-old Chongyang tree. The bamboo knife rice paper is still in place.

Fu Yanwu wrote: Why didn't I see that ancestor today.

Wang Yi'an said: "This old ancestor is over eighty years old, and after entering the mansion, he walks around less. ”

Yanwu raised his head and looked at King Yi'an's deep gaze. He sensed something was wrong, too.

An eighty-year-old man, going out is a bumpy carriage, how can his body stand it. Even if you are a visitor, how can you stay for a few months, don't you worry that the guest will die in the Wang family.

Yanwu wrote: The body of the ancestor should be very healthy.

Wang Yi'an frowned, and he couldn't say clearly. "I'm not in good health, and I've been seeing the doctor a few days ago. I visited once, and most of the old people were asleep. ”

The two were silent for a while. Fu Yanwu felt that someone was coming, and got up and moved away from Wang Yi'an.

After a while, I heard Fu Manyou's voice: "Brother An, third sister." ”

Yanwu turned around and saw Fu Manyou standing under the tree with an aggrieved face, as if the next moment the rain was going to hit the pear blossoms. She first looked at Wang Yi'an with affection, and then stared at Yanwu coldly.

Yanwu wrote: Cousin An took my eighth sister to go shopping, and I left first.

Before Wang Yi'an could stay, Fu Yanwu had already joined the maid and left directly.

Fu Man's heart swelled with happiness. A mute, more unlikely than she is to be Brother An's wife. Even if Brother An likes it, his grandmother will never agree.

But Wang Yi'an's eyes still chased after that person. (To be continued.) )