Zhang Yang heard such a pure voice, and there was a hint of joy in his heart that he hadn't observed, and he quickly turned his head:

"Why are you out again?"

"This is my home!"

Yan Demon blinked his beautiful eyes and said playfully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, I was still slightly expecting Zhang Yang to notice the difference in himself today, but Zhang Yang may have some things on his mind and didn't notice these details.

"Since it's your home, can you show me around?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he sent an invitation to Yan Demon.

"Smiling, Mrs. is so charming."

Yan Demon muttered silently in his heart, and unconsciously took a few steps back, slightly distanced himself from Zhang Yang, and eased his mood:

"Yes. If you want to come, come along. ”

So saying, he turned and ran towards the woods:

"Come along."

Zhang Yang was infected by Yan Demon's enthusiasm, and followed happily with the corners of his lips flying.

The two of them had a good time, but they never noticed that after they left, a person sneaked out of the woods, with a pink dress, a delicate face, and a head full of soft and oily black hair.

If the ghosts of Baiguitan gathered, they would definitely recognize this glamorous ghost at this moment as Yan Demon's sister Yan Mei.

Yan Mei watched Yan Demon and Zhang Yang's disappearing figures under the light of the morning sun, and her eyes were full of gloomy black.

She has long noticed that something is wrong with Yan Demon recently, the recent Yan Demon is not only very beautiful, but also likes to run outside during this time, not at all like Yan Demon who was shy and unwilling to see people in the past.

Like this morning.

"Yan Demon, what are you doing?"

Yan Mei watched curiously, Yan Demon kept standing in front of the mirror and looking around.

"Sister, why haven't I grown up yet, I'm already over a thousand years old?"

Yan Demon puffed out his lips and felt a little aggrieved.

Yan Mei snorted and laughed, her voice was hearty and good: "Sister, you are only more than a thousand years old, you are still a child in the demon world, why are you in a hurry, but ......"

Yan Mei circled around Yan Demon who was standing in front of the mirror a few times, touched her chin and said:

"But, I'm sure I'll see that our little sister seems to have grown a lot taller recently."

"Really?"

Yan Demon's eyes were full of surprise, and he happily ran to Yan Mei and said:

"So sister, sister, can you help me match my clothes?"

Ignoring Yan Mei's objections, he pulled her hand and ran towards the wardrobe.

Yan Mei looked at Yan You's busy figure with amusement, but her heart was full of contemplation.

Thinking back, Yan Mei looked at Yan Demon's actions at the moment, and she was indeed extremely glad that she had followed her here.

Today's scene, Yan Mei was extremely surprised. The slightly narrowed eyes didn't know what they were thinking, but the thoughts that were full of thoughts were all written on the face, and they were undoubtedly revealed.

But at this moment, Yan Demon was having a good time, she pulled Zhang Yang and ran around, and the sound of cheerful laughter was all over the garden.

"Look, look, this is the garden, and the flowers and plants here are my favorite."

Zhang Yang nodded appreciatively, I didn't expect this little girl to be so good at her age, not to mention that the flowers here are full of flowers, but none of the flowers are placed just right.

The surprise of the peony cannot hide the fragrance of the gardenia, and the pride of the plum blossom cannot cover the light fragrance of the rose. The cleanliness of the magnolia is paired with the delicate dripping of roses, which makes people want to stop.

Zhang Yang took a look with some appreciation:

"Yes, it's beautiful, you have a good eye."

"It's not that I have a good eye, it's my sister who is good, these flowers are all planted and cultivated by my sister."

Yan Demon said with pride on his face, and his glory said to Zhang Yang.

"Your sister?"

Zhang Yang was a little surprised:

"You still have a sister?"

"Hmm."

Yan Demon nodded vigorously, making sure that such a thing was absolutely true.

Zhang Yang touched his chin and looked at this gorgeous and colorful garden:

"I didn't expect you to have such a delicate sister."

"Why do you say that?"

Yan Demon felt a little strange, although he was a little slow to react, but she could still recognize the voice in such clear words.

"Because ......"

Zhang Yang turned his head, and a burst of chestnuts knocked on Yan Demon's forehead:

"Because you're so stupid, I can't think you have such a smart sister."

"It hurts!"

Yan Demon covered his forehead:

"Why are you beating me again! Is there anything wrong with my sister being smart?! ”

Zhang Yang shook his head, looked at Yan Demon with a dissatisfied face, and didn't answer, just slowly looked at this flowery garden, where the planting of every plant in the garden was quite exquisite.

Peony is delicate, is the king of flowers, placed in the center represents its supreme status, gardenia refreshing and noble, like a light woman who never competes for beauty, making people nostalgic.

Not to mention the plum blossoms, proud and clean, like a gentleman standing in the flowers, although the name is embellishment, but it is really the finishing touch in the flowers. As for the rose, the small jasper, although dotted with stars, does not lose its own beauty, although ordinary, but also unforgettable.

Zhang Yang looked at such a beautiful garden, with a hundred flowers competing for beauty, and such a scene couldn't help but remind him of the scene when there were groups of beauties in the harem of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

A hundred flowers are blooming here, and a lot of untimely ones are displayed here, Zhang Yang has just been attracted by such a beautiful scenery, and he didn't notice it for a while, but at this moment he came back to his senses and found that the climate and seasons here are completely different from the outside.

The climate here is warm and humid, which is suitable for different flowers to bloom, and it is day outside the woods, but now it is night. Zhang Yang looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, the round moon like jade, which reminded him of the scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival for a while.

"The moon and stars are more than halfway through autumn, and the west wind suddenly breaks the cicadas.

The jade plate lacks a round replacement tonight, and the traveler is missing life during the week.

The goose word brocade book is sent again, and the fishing song is wooden.

Chang'e may be a lonely shadow, falling into the sparse light and flat. ”

Her voice was full of sadness, this was the only book manuscript left of her mother's belongings, and according to her elders, her mother was a very talented woman, and very gentle and virtuous, and she was really a model of a virtuous woman.

Pity......

Yan Demon is a demon, and he rarely goes to the world, he knows very little about the customs of the world, and he rarely knows the allusions of the world, but at this moment, his feelings of flamboyance and sadness infected the Yan Demon who was still carefree on the side.

She put down her mind of having fun in the garden, carefully walked to Zhang Yang's side, quietly pulled his sleeve, and shook it slightly:

"What are you sad about?"

"Nothing."

Zhang Yang choked up and swallowed the sourness in his voice, not intending to let others know.

Yan Demon looked at Zhang Yang ignorantly, with a puzzled face:

"Why are you like those people, you are already so depressed, and you still pretend to be happy and don't care. If you're not happy, you're going to be unhappy, why hide all this pain under that smirk. ”

The words are immature, but the sentences poke at Zhang Yang's heart, and Zhang Yang opened the corners of his mouth with a wry smile:

"It's a kid after all."

The helpless tone made Yan Demon unhappy at that time. Yan Demon muttered his mouth and said:

"Yan Demon is not small, Yan Demon is more than a thousand years old, much older than you!"

"Hahahaha, hahaha."

When Zhang Yang heard this, he suddenly laughed, and his fingers were still trembling and pointed at Yan Demon:

"More than a thousand? Haha, haha, who are you fooling, you are only eleven or twelve years old at most. ”

Yan Demon muttered his mouth, pulled Zhang Yang and walked towards the Lord of the Hundred Ghost Pond Chunqiu:

"If you don't believe it, I'll take you to ask someone, and then see if you believe it."

Zhang Yang was a little helpless by this stubborn Yan demon, so he had to follow her footsteps and follow his pace.

Yan Mei, who was following behind them and had been secretly observing, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and directly took Zhang Yang out of the woods with a gust of wind.

Zhang Yang was sent out by the sudden wind and waves, standing strangely outside the woods, the sun was still shining outside, looking around for Zhang Yang, who couldn't find the entrance again, scratched his hair slightly, turned around and picked up the hilt of the sword on the ground and walked back in the direction of returning home.

But when I went to the house, I found that everything had already changed, and the Zhang Mansion was full of white silk, and the big lanterns were hung on both sides of the gate. The couplet was also hung high, and the whole house was full of mourners.

Zhang Yang was a little flustered in his heart, the hilt of the sword in his hand fell to the ground at once, he ran into the underworld in a panic, and casually pulled the kneeling servant:

"What's wrong, what's wrong, who's dead here?"

The servant raised his head when he heard the strange voice, and suddenly saw the living Zhang Yang standing in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment.

But soon his eyes were filled with fear, and he cried out:

"Ghost, ghost, the young master's first seven are back."

So he spoke, and ran out in great strides, like a madwoman. The servants who were kneeling around them also moved their legs carefully, and as Zhang Yang approached, they all ran out in fright, as if they had seen a ghost.

Zhang Yang felt strange, he staggered a little and moved his steps, looking around in the hall, the strange thing was that everything in the hall was complete, but there was no coffin.

Zhang Yang's foot was careless, and he fell directly onto the table where the ranking was placed. The gilded characters on the tablet on the table are hard to burn:

"The position of the Zhang family's son."

Zhang Yang's brain exploded with a bang, he didn't know when he died, he had only been out for a few hours, and it hadn't been a day at all, why did he die?

Zhang Yang quickly moved out of the hall, only to see that the main courtyard of the Zhang family had already been filled with people, and the servants were all whispering together, with fear in their eyes.

The old general of the Zhang family and Zhang Jingshuo were also standing an inch away from Zhang Yang with strange faces, muttering that they didn't know what they were talking about.

Zhang Yang quickly ran to Zhang Jingshuo's face, looking at the old general's eyes a little strange:

"What's going on?"

The old general, a little tentatively, reached out and touched Zhang Yang, but quickly retracted his fingers, and when he touched the warm perception, the old general stroked Zhang Yang's cheek with tears in his eyes:

"Do you know that you've been missing for almost three days, and today is the early morning of the fourth day."

Zhang Yang's mouth grew in surprise, and his eyes widened like lanterns:

"How so?"

"Boy!"

The old general hugged Zhang Yang in his arms with tears in his eyes:

"You're picking up a life."

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed by such a sudden move, and didn't know what to say. But a suspicion that had already taken shape began to take shape.

"It's an enchantment."

I slowly poured a cup of tea and handed it to the woman across from me:

"This is the third cup, your story is not short, and you have drunk a lot of tea."

There was a bit of ridicule in my words, and Yan Mei smiled reluctantly:

"You're right, it's an enchantment. The Hundred Ghost Pond is not in that place at all, it is the entrance to the Demon Realm, it can be said that it is the place where the Six Realms are located like the God Realm and the Underworld, and an hour inside is almost a day outside. ”

I sighed slowly:

"Your Yan family has ancestral teachings, right?"

Perhaps stimulated by my words, Yan Mei's thin body shook for a long time before responding to my words:

"Yes, the Yan family has ancestral teachings. The flatterer has no borders, and there is no love. ”

The words are leisurely, and the respect and brilliance in the eyes seem to be like saying something sacred oath.

"But there is still the second half of the sentence, although there is no love, but the person who is in love is not in vain."

I said something faintly.

Yan Mei's eyes widened suddenly, and her mouth stammered:

"You, how do you know?"

I smiled and comforted her:

"Don't be nervous, I've just seen your ancestor and have a slight friendship with him."

I put down the teacup in my hand:

"Instead of you being as distressed as you are now, why don't you think carefully about your sister's life, what if it's a godsend?"

My warm fingers gripped Yan Mei's cold fingers:

"Even if you find me at this time, I can't, I have already been demoted from the Divine Realm, and I will no longer be in charge of any affairs in these Six Realms. I can't change my life anymore, let alone I didn't have the ability to change my life back then. ”

I quietly stretched out my finger and pointed to the sky:

"Everything in the world is destined by it, although sometimes it is not satisfactory, but it always depends on the will of heaven."

Maybe it was because of my words, Yan Mei sat opposite me and didn't reply for a long time. After a long time, he came back to his senses and slowly spoke: "Since you already know my intentions, why do you want to continue." ”

I smiled calmly:

"You should have heard of my habits, but I don't say anything, although I can't do much to help. But to make the ending a little more satisfying, I still have this little bit of power. ”

When Yan Mei heard my words, her empty eyes lit up slightly:

"Really? If you really have a way, although Lethe's spirit items can't be given to you, I'm willing to give up this thing. ”

As she spoke, Yan Mei's left hand, which she had been holding tightly, slowly let go, and a faint white light shone in her left palm.