"Don't be afraid, I will always be there for you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A distant voice sounded from all around, and Qingyan slowly opened his eyes from his sleep.

The familiar ceiling came into view, and he rubbed his temples with some headaches.

She was still in her room in the hotel, and everything in the morning was like a dream she had.

But he knew it wasn't a dream, it was everything she had really experienced. The sight of the corpses still lingering in her eyes, and the warmth of her chest was still rendered in her heart. The white shirt with the scent of soaphorn still smelled on the tip of her nose.

"Don't be afraid." The sound of a stream of water echoed in her head.

"No, what the hell are you doing!" Snap hard to wake up yourself in the pink dream you are immersed in.

Didn't he really have feelings for him, thinking back to Ye Ye's face, the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a smile.

"What the hell do I want to write about?" Qing Yan was extremely ashamed and indignant about his reaction, he was a cultivator, even if he couldn't bear to be lonely, he could only find a Taoist companion to go to the great cause together, how to be with him. What's more, he once promised his master that he wouldn't talk about Fengyue before becoming a god. Since it is impossible for him to be with him, he still suppresses the feelings in his heart. It's good for him and for himself.

He sighed, and a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Ye held breakfast with one hand, and the other hand was casually inserted in his pocket. The gentle smile on his face, the shallow dimples, as if he had his own light, made people unable to take their eyes off.

"Is there something on my face?" Ye Ye asked suspiciously.

"No~no" Qingyan realized his gaffe, lowered his head in embarrassment, and pretended to comb his hair unintentionally.

"Would you like something to eat?" Ye Ye handed the plate in his hand to Qing Yan.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud bell rang outside the window.

"Where's the bell?" Qingyan sat up from the bed in confusion and walked to the window.

At this time, it was already dusk and sunset outside, and the earth was covered with a layer of golden yellow.

The streets were bustling with people, and an old man with a white beard walked slowly forward with his back on his back. He carried a large wooden box in his hand.

"Where is he going?" Watching the old man walk up, he asked Qing Yan a question, the old man should be staying in this hotel, where is he going so late.

"If you have any doubts, go and see." Ye Ye smiled slightly, and said affirmatively to Shang Qingyan's puzzled eyes.

"That's what I mean, you stay here, or come with me."

"Of course we went together." Ye Ye took out the hand in his pocket, walked quickly to the sofa, picked up his coat, and draped it on Qing Yan's body. "It's cold outside, now you can go."

"Yes."

The two of them walked out of the room quickly and came to the hall on the first floor. At this time, the entire hall was empty, and the surrounding deaths had faded slightly.

"Where's the waitress?" The red-clothed ghost and the living corpse had existed before she came, and the waitress had been here for a long time when she saw it. I can't help but wonder, but why did she suddenly disappear now that she could stay here for so long.

"It's gone."

"Could it be that she's the female ghost in red." Qingyan's slow reaction was half a beat, why was she so stupid, she could stay here for so long, she was definitely not a normal person.

"It's not too slow, if you don't leave, you won't be able to keep up with that old man." Ye Ye pulled up Qingyan, a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, and strode towards the door.

The old man walked very slowly, and it was still easy for the two of them to keep up with him.

Less than ten meters ahead, the old man walked slowly, the big wooden box on his side swayed, the box was not closed very tightly, and the contents were faintly visible. It's like a puppet doll in a dress with colorful sleeves. Qingyan looked closely, wanting to be sure of what he saw. The puppet's eyes suddenly seemed to be alive, blinking strangely like her.

"There's something in that box." Qing Yan hurriedly grabbed Ye Ye's arm and motioned for him to stop walking.

"I'm here." Ye Ye's expression was gentle, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to say, don't be afraid, just figure it out if you have any doubts, with me here, you don't have to be afraid. Qingyan nodded in a daze, and let Ye Ye hold her hand and slowly follow the old man.

Turn left and right on a street that used to be bustling and stop and walk to the high stands. In the past, it was supposed to be used for opera performances or puppet shows.

The old man put down the large wooden box in his hand and took out the tools in the wooden box one by one.

"The two of you have been with me for so long, but you want to watch a show." The old voice could not see the change in mood, and could not distinguish between joy and anger.

"The last days are boring, there can be a scene to watch, the real number is rare, I don't know what play the old gentleman wants to show us." Ye Ye smiled, and his words were polite and tentative.

"It's just a puppet show, if the two of you have a little time, you can sit down and listen to a show." The old man has a kind smile, and his weather-beaten face makes people feel calm.

In front of the stands, these rows of reclining chairs are neatly arranged. At this time, these recliners were already covered with dust, and Ye Ye was about to use a handkerchief to clear a place for Qingyan to sit. But he didn't want to, Qingyan had already sat on it.

"Here we go."

Qingyan looked at the curtain set up on the stage and said, the red curtain fell, and only listened to the old man's voice full of drama singing.

"The puppet show begins." All that answered him was the sunset on the horizon and the boundless silence.

On the high platform, a beautiful puppet suddenly appeared, the puppet workmanship is exquisite, lifelike, like a beautiful woman. Painted clothes, bright and bright, the face is like an ordinary person, the corners of the eyes are dotted with tears, and the eyes are full of energy. Under the traction of the old man, the puppet flutters with colorful sleeves and dances with lotus steps.

Just when the two were impressed by the excitement on the stage, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky. Qingyan raised his head in surprise and looked at the snow flying in the sky, and the opera on the stage continued.

The red water sleeve flung off and swung in a perfect arc in the air. Dai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. At that moment, Qingyan really felt that the people on this stage were going to sing the words.

The opera continued, but the old man's brows furrowed slightly, and a touch of melancholy spread between his eyebrows.

Qing Yan was a little surprised, and was about to pull Ye Ye on the side, but found that there had already been a change of people around him. The man looked like he was forty or fifty years old, looking at the stage in front of him with joy, his eyes full of concentration. Qingyan looked around, and the originally empty stands were full of people at this time, and everyone was chatting with melon seeds while watching the play on the stage.

"It's a fantasy." Qing Yan looked at the performance of the people on the stage in surprise.

It only took a few dozen seconds for him to look around just now, but the old man on the stage seemed to be more than ten years younger. Qing Yan frowned and stared at the old man on the stage, the white hair on his forehead was rapidly receding at a visible speed, and the wrinkles on his face were getting lighter and lighter.

The sword eyebrows and starry eyes shone with joy in their inky eyes. At the end of the song, the young man put down the puppet in his hand and smiled at the last applause.

Qing Yan looked around at the audience, the play was over, everyone had already left the table, and they sighed when they left. The young man was a little stunned and looked at everything that happened suddenly, obviously everyone was very happy to see it just now. (To be continued.) )