The corners of Yuan Zheyu's mouth twitched twice, and her daughter was spoiled by herself.

Usually there is no lady at all, but now she is so unrestrained in front of outsiders, and even shamelessly said that she wants to find a man, she is simply an uneducated wild girl.

Yuan Zheyu wanted to get angry, but held back.

Turning around, he glared at Xiao Cao fiercely, and Xiao Cao's body suddenly trembled.

At this time, Nangong Kanno turned around, bent down slightly towards Yuan Qianha, did not dare to look at the fairy-like girl in front of him, and said cautiously: "Miss, the matter of marriage should go with the flow, it is in vain to pray to God and worship Buddha, and fate will come naturally." Besides, the famous daughter of the Yuan Mansion, are you still worried that there is no Prince Charming?"

This was said politely and politely, and by the way, it also gave Yuan Zheyu a step.

After that, he glanced sideways at the trembling calyx, broke free from Yuan Qianhao's small hand holding his arm, and said, "Poor Dao farewell." ”

Blowing away with a wisp of breeze.

Xiao Cao was stunned, until Yuan Qianwei ran over and grabbed his arm, and the mother and daughter entered Yuan Qianwei's room in Ziwei Pavilion.

Yuan Zheyu looked at Xiao Cao's back, and was suddenly stunned: under the colorful skirt, a pair of black cloth shoes were faintly exposed, and they were the kind with mille-feuille soles.

Nangong Kanno went out of the Yuan Mansion, but instead of going straight back to the Nanshan Taoist Temple, he sneakily walked towards the western suburbs of Qingzhou City.

The rain is still falling, but it's much lighter.

Occasionally, a flash of lightning flashed, and a black shadow flashed out of the oblique thorn, following Nangong Kanno from a distance.

Behind the black shadow, there was a black shadow trailing from afar.

The three of them are like three dots pulled by an invisible thread, wrapped in a phantom, wandering rapidly on the streets of Liuyue Bay on this rainy night. After turning a few alleys, I drifted towards Dongyue Peak, which was thirty miles away......

Yuan Zheyu returned to the study, asked the maid to bring a cup of ginseng tea, and thought about his thoughts while tasting it:

Nangong Kanno's fox tail was almost impossible to hide, Nishang and the two family members were obviously his guards a thousand years ago, but they were said to be evil things of the demon clan in the underworld by this bald-nosed old man, and it was just the opposite of his own clever class axe.

However, Nangong Kanno seems to know the secret of the backyard of the Yuan Mansion.

There is also the mysterious ghost who "bites" the two family members, and it seems that he is also playing the idea of the backyard.

At this time, Yuan Zheyu really needed a helper.

But in this Yuan Mansion, although it is its own territory, it now feels like a strange hell, and it is impossible to distinguish who is a human and who is a ghost.

Of course, Yuanfu is still credible.

It's just that this housekeeper doesn't have any skills.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk ......"

The first wing room on the left side of the double door was Guifang Pavilion, and there was a sudden crisp sound of wooden fish inside.

It was the room of Mrs. Wen of Yuanfu who was beaten into the "cold palace" Guifang Pavilion, and every night was the time for her old man to chant the scriptures.

Although he was sent to the cold palace, he still had the freedom to recite the scriptures.

Yuan Zheyu even occasionally stood in front of the door of Guifang Pavilion and listened quietly for a while.

When Yuan Zheyu was upset, Wen's rhythmic sound of percussion of the wooden fish pierced into the study through the rain and fog and inserted it into his eardrums, as if giving him a tranquilizer.

Yuan Zheyu slowly stood up, braved the blurry light rain to the door of the Wen's family of the double gate, and stood quietly listening to the chanting of his beloved wife eighteen years ago.

...... The color is not different from the void, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the empty is the color. The same is true of what you want to do. The relics are the void of all laws. It is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirt nor clean, neither increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, and there is no thought and action. No eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind. Colorless sound, fragrance, touch. There is no vision, and even the unconscious. There is no ignorance, and there is no end to ignorance. There is no old age and no old age. No Suffering......

Yuan Zheyu opened his lips and followed his old wife to recite the Heart Sutra silently, and as he read it, two turbid tears inadvertently slipped through the corners of his eyes that were somewhat furrowed, and they were washed away by the rain in an instant.

In the room of the Mie Gate Moto, two women are changing into night clothes.

"Ha'er, if your father finds out, I can't explain it. ”

Xiao Calyx said as she shook her body.

Although she lived in the main house, she still couldn't become the wife of the main room in the Yuan Mansion, and Yuan Zheyu's attitude towards her was also capricious, so Xiao Cao was still very afraid of Yuan Zheyu and didn't dare to make a mistake.

Yuan Qianwei grinned: "What are you afraid of, my father has already gone to my aunt to listen to the scriptures, as long as I turn on the light and leave the phantom in the house, he will not come in easily." Besides, didn't I leave a phantom for my mother?"

"I'm afraid that the phantom will not be able to ...... your father"

Xiao Calyx was still a little worried.

"Don't be afraid, hee-hee......"

Yuan Qianwei smiled playfully, leaned close to Xiao Cao's ear and whispered: "Mother, let me tell you a secret, my phantom illusion doppelganger technique has been cultivated to the triple realm, the phantom I conjured is already full of flesh and blood, rich expression, and can even talk to people, no different from real people, as long as my father does not ask the bottom of the question, the phantom will definitely deal with the dialogue I designed." Hee-hee......"

Xiao Cao stretched out his index finger, gently scraped the tip of Yuan Qianha's nose, and said angrily: "I didn't expect you to learn a lot from Nangong Daoist in the past ten years, this phantom doppelganger technique has improved so quickly, if your father finds out, you will feel good." ”

Yuan Qianhao smiled coquettishly: "Mother, this is all your credit, if you hadn't repeatedly begged Nangong Daoist, how would he be willing to teach me this kind of top-secret exercise? But ......"

Yuan Qianwei suddenly pursed his lips and said coquettishly: "What will happen if my father really finds out that we are secretly practicing spells with Nangong Daoist one day?"

"I don't know. ”

Xiao Cao suddenly became gloomy: "Your father only hopes that you will read and embroider, and be a woman who is a good housekeeper and a husband and children in the future, and I really know that you and I are practicing spells, and I don't know what the consequences will be." It's just that this spell is now cultivated to a critical time, and it can't be taken care of so much. ”

As the two of them spoke, they changed their clothes, both dressed in black, and jumped out of the back window.

The three-meter-high fence was uprooted by the two of them and jumped directly over it.

I can't see it, the usually delicate calyx is so good.

As for Yuan Qianwei, he is a tomboy who often peeks at Yuan Zheyu practicing martial arts, but he has also learned a good kung fu.

This night, the two have important things to do.

Yuan Zheyu stood in the Guifang Pavilion of the Double Gate for half a pillar of incense, although there was a lush osmanthus tree to block some rain, but his clothes were still soaked for a large area.

It wasn't until there was no longer a dry veil on his head and shoulders that he slowly turned around and walked towards the main room on the left side of the triple gate.

When the maid finished washing and walked into the bedroom, the little calyx on the bed was already asleep.