Of course, Yue Yun didn't hear Yang Fangzhai's words.

In fact, from the beginning to the end of the funeral, he didn't let Ye Ci and Yang Fangzhai stay alone together, and leaned over from time to time to say a few words, or deliberately diverted the topic.

After all, it is through false questioning, always be careful.

Yang Fangzhai didn't care much, his appearance was a little too attractive, and it was very different from what ordinary people were dressing, and when he sat there from the beginning, some of the girls around him, the aunts and aunts couldn't stop glancing at him.

Yue Yun is also good-looking, but he doesn't have the high and cold taste of Yang Fangzhai, so he lacks a lot of spring eyes.

He himself was happy, but from time to time he was worried that Yang Fangzhai's appearance would be the one that Ye Ci liked.

How could Ye Ci have time to pay attention to the beauty and ugliness of Yang Fangzhai and Yue Yun at this time.

She was squatting beside Miao Lili at the moment, wiping the soup and vegetables that fell on the ground with a tissue, looking very busy.

Miao Lili didn't know where she got the news of Ye Jianbai's death, so she rushed over from the village overnight, and hugged Ye Ci and cried as soon as they met, asking her not to be sad.

Ye Ci saw that she had just gotten off the car and hadn't eaten yet, so she could only call two takeaways for her, but Miao Lili accidentally spilled all the soup and vegetables on the ground.

A few little girls ran in chattering at this time, without even looking at Ye Ci and Miao Lili who were squatting on the ground, they gathered around Yang Fangzhai in twos and threes, and began to ask questions non-stop.

Yang Fangzhai doesn't like to talk to people on weekdays, but at this time, he was surrounded by a group of girls with fangs in his eyes asking questions, and his heart was already depressed.

Looking at Ye Ci, who was busy in front of him, he walked up and asked softly: "Father will go up the mountain tomorrow morning?" ”

Ye Ci looked up at him, nodded and replied: "Yes, I will wait until tomorrow afternoon, and I will take you to the house when my father is buried."

Yang Fangzhai shook his hand and said, "It's okay."

He sat back on the wooden chair beside him.

Yue Yunda heard the conversation between the two from afar, and angrily whispered to Ye Ci: "You want to let this Taoist priest go to your house?" Ye porcelain, what's wrong with you! ”

Ye Ci didn't know what he was thinking, sighed, and whispered to him: "Dao Chang just went to my house to see something, Uncle Ning asked him to come, don't speculate."

When Yue Yun heard this, he was still not happy.

His eyes were extremely unfriendly and he looked at the Taoist priest on the other end, as if he wanted to give some warning.

didn't think about it, the Taoist priest didn't have the kung fu to look at him at all.

The young girls around him had left at some point, leaving only two aunts in their forties and fifties, relatives of the deceased's family next door.

One of the aunts was like an old sparrow, knocking melon seeds in front of Yang Fangzhai and asking him vigorously: "Dao Chief, do you lack a daughter-in-law?"

When Yue Yun heard this, he laughed out loud, hooked his waist and asked, "I said auntie, have you ever seen a monk eat meat, and a Taoist priest marries a daughter-in-law?" ”

The aunt was not convinced, and shouted: "Why not, didn't the bull-nosed Taoist priest in front of our village marry a wife?"

Yue Yun was even happier when he heard her words, and asked in a loud voice, "Then do you think that the long Dao in front of you is also a bull's nose?" ”

The aunt was bored, so she could only get up and leave, leaving Yang Fangzhai to sit alone and be silent.

Seeing him frowning slightly, Yue Yun felt even more proud, and said with a smile: "Dao Elder is really a blue face and trouble."

Yang Fangzhai glanced at him slightly, stood up and walked out, leaving a sentence: "boring".

provoked Yue Yun to laugh again.

Ye Jianbai was buried the next day, the weather was very good, and the journey was also very smooth.

Ye Ci came out of the cemetery, glanced back at Yang Fangzhai, and asked him, "Dao Chief, let's go home now?" ”

Yang Fangzhai nodded and replied: "Naturally it is the best."

Yue Yun snorted lightly, turned around and went to drive, not daring to talk nonsense in front of Ye Ci.

Miao Lili followed behind him, grinned, and comforted him: "Master, don't be angry, my master is such an upright person, how can he get involved with a Taoist priest."

Yue Yun opened the car door and sat in, and replied to her angrily: "What do you know about a girl."

Miao Lili said unconvinced: "I don't understand? Yes! You know! You know, I haven't seen my master taken down by you."

The two muttered along the way, Ye Ci and Yang Fangzhai sat on the side, as if watching children quarrel, and they couldn't even insert half a sentence.

When he finally returned home, Ye Ci opened the door, turned around and said, "Come in."

The three of them took off their shoes and entered the door, which was considered to be settled.

didn't think about it, just after being quiet for a while, Miao Lili became excited again, looking at the decoration in the Ye porcelain house, like a little butterfly, and shouted while running: "Master, your house is so beautiful, just like the big study in ancient times!" ”

Yue Yun angrily walked to the kitchen to find water to drink, and whispered, "What are you yelling about?"

Yang Fangzhai didn't enter the door with them, he stood in place with his eyes closed, whispered for a while, opened his eyes, took out a talisman paper from his pocket and pasted it on the door. Then the slippers entered the house, looked left and right for a while, and stopped in front of a glass case in the corner of the wall where all kinds of ancient porcelain were placed.

Stretched out his hand, carefully took out the half-half Ru kiln narcissus porcelain basin on the top and innermost floors, put it in his hand, and sighed lightly: "It turns out that it is really only half left."

Yue Yun had just come out of the kitchen to drink water at this time, and when he heard Yang Fangzhai's words, he leaned over and asked carefully, "Is there anything special about this thing?" ”

Yang Fangzhai glanced at him and replied: "Returning to nothingness, the opportunity for all things to derive."

Yue Yun was confused when he heard this, thinking that this Taoist priest was deliberately playing tricks in front of him, and said unhappily: "What is this, my family used to have half of this thing."

"Do you have the other half?"

Yang Fangzhai listened to his words, and suddenly raised his voice to ask, showing a trace of excitement for a while.

Yue Yun saw that he asked bizarrely, and said "Ah", "Yes, it's a pity that my mother died later, and I don't know who took this thing."

Yang Fangzhai listened to his words, his eyes flashed with extreme loss, he turned his head to see Ye Ci on the side, and stretched out his hand to let her come over.

Ye Ci nodded and walked to Yang Fangzhai, handed the teacup in his hand to him, and asked, "What do you think of the Daoist?" ”

Yang Fangzhai nodded and took the teacup, took a sip and put it on the wooden table on the side, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard Yue Yun on the side suddenly shout.

"Why isn't there my tea!?"

Ye Ci replied a little embarrassedly: "I just saw you go to the kitchen to drink water, thinking that you may not be thirsty."

Yue Yun didn't give up: "Who said I'm not thirsty."

Miao Lili also came over at this time, and said with a playful smile: "That's it, master, when my master sees you, I am thirsty, and my inner restlessness can't be calmed!" ”

Yue Yun waved his hand and said, "Go to the side."

Ye Ci slapped her on the head a little helplessly, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Lili, don't speak so openly."

Yang Fangzhai did not participate in their laughter. Standing still and looking at the things in his hand, he seemed a little preoccupied.

After waiting for a while, when they were all quiet, he looked at Ye Ci again and asked: "I see that your family takes this thing very seriously, I don't know what it is, and when did this thing break."

Ye Ci took the porcelain basin in his hand, looked at it in his hand, tilted his head and replied: "This thing was handed down from my mother's family." Grandpa said that it had always been like this, only half of it. As for when it broke, my grandfather didn't seem to know."

Yang Fangzhai looked at the slight light of the porcelain basin in front of him, which reflected the color of the azure sky, surrounding Ye Porcelain's hand, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while. The ghost envoy stretched out his hand and gently covered his hand, and saw that the light was more active, like a hole drilled out of the porcelain basin, overflowing on the hands of the two of them.

I couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "Can you see this light?" ”

Ye Ci looked down at his hand that was slightly covered by Yang Fangzhai, shook his head and returned a little embarrassed: "Light? I can only see your hand."

Yue Yun watched Yang Fangzhai's movements from the side, and stepped forward to pull away the hands of the two of them, but suddenly Miao Lili grabbed him and persuaded him: "Master, Master, calm down, maybe the Taoist priest found something, don't mess around at this time!" ”

When Yue Yun heard this, he suddenly remembered the abnormal appearance when he first saw this porcelain basin, and couldn't help but stop like this, standing in place and frowning, staring at the hands of the two of them, the fists in their hands clenched tightly.

Yang Fangzhai seemed to have sunk into another world at this time, and was silent for a long time before he looked up at Ye Ci in front of him, and suddenly asked: "You, what is your name?"

Ye Ci looked at the person in front of him a little at a loss, and for a while he forgot to speak, lowered his head and thought about it, and replied softly: "Good faith is commonly known as Ye Ci." Leaves of fallen leaves, porcelain of porcelain".

Yang Fangzhai heard her words, as if there was another voice from afar.

A large number of unfamiliar and blurry images began to swarm in my mind, and I couldn't find any clue. Those fragmented fragments, whispers, and even a complete memory.

Only the woman with long hair and white clothes, her azure eyes, and her melodious laughter, like a thin needle that had suddenly been poisoned, suddenly pierced deep into his heart, making him tremble.

Ye Ci felt the heat gradually coming from his hand and wanted to withdraw his hand.

Yang Fangzhai felt her timidity, reached out to hold her tighter, leaned forward, and gently pressed Ye Ci's forehead against himself.

After a while, the strange woman in the memory spoke together.

"Fang Ci, it's good for you to follow me in the future."

"Ye Ci, it's good for you to follow me in the future."