"Meng Zheng, you talk to Bai Suhe in the car first, and I'll get you something to eat."

Now that it has been determined that there is a problem with this 'archaeological team', there is no need for Lan Zui to continue to grind with Meng Zheng in the car. casually threw away an excuse, Lan Zui wanted to discuss with Yu Chen and Uncle Zhong what to do next.

This 'archaeological team' occupies the ground one step ahead of them, and there are outsiders here, and it is certainly not appropriate for them to dig up the earth, and they all have to sit in the office when they are reported out. Is it possible to detain people and wait for them to finish? Even if there is a problem with this team, they always have to release them in the end, and the outcome is not the same!

The more Lan Zui thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he pushed the car door and wanted to go out alone to calm down. Jun Yihuang, who had been sitting silently in the corner since the beginning, suddenly said, "I want to go out too." ”

Jun Yihuang has been very quiet for the past two days, not at all like the paper doll that made a lot of noise before. Therefore, Jun Yihuang suddenly made a request, which still made Lan Zui a little surprised. Meng Zheng was here, Lan Drunk didn't want to say anything, quietly dug the ear rings stuffed in the back seat into the palm of his hand, nodded and said, "Whatever you want." ”

However, after a while, the light snow had turned into medium snow, falling from the dark and dreary sky. Lan Zui regretted it as soon as she brought Jun Yi Huang out, she forgot a particularly important thing - Jun Yi Huang couldn't touch the real objects of the Yang Realm, and usually kept the soles of her feet floating on the ground. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and she couldn't avoid it, and pieces of white and shiny snow flakes fell straight into Jun Yihuang's body, and they didn't stay on the coat at all and become water stains.

Although this point will not be found from a distance, it is very scary when you look at it closely. Lan Zui rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Junjun, it's snowing, you go back to the car first." ”

Although it doesn't seem to be a big deal for the Yu family to know that Jun Yihuang is a ghost, it is better to keep such a shocking thing secret, she doesn't want her and Jun Yihuang to be suddenly caught in the research institute as guinea pigs one day.

"I'm just standing with you and making you so uncomfortable?" Jun Yihuang obviously didn't notice his abnormality, and naturally substituted another understanding for Lan Zui's words.

"Huh?"

Lan drunk inexplicably, when did she express this meaning.

"Let me stand outside, I haven't been out of the car for two days. Even as a spirit, I don't like to be in the same place for too long. Jun Yihuang said to Lan drunk seriously, word by word.

Jun Yihuang obviously didn't show any abnormality, and her words didn't mean to complain, just lightly stating the facts. But Lan Drunk has the illusion of an arrow piercing the heart, the pain of torn flesh and blood.

Lan Zui didn't know what to go back, so he could only take Jun Yihuang to a distant place where the Yu family would not notice, and accompany her to stand quietly in the snow in a daze.

Ghosts don't get cold, people do. It didn't take long for Lan to get drunk, and his face and nose were numb, and the crystal clear water slid down his nose. Lan Zui wiped his hand and sighed: "I don't want to throw you in the car, I'm just afraid that you will come into contact with too many people and be uncomfortable." ”

"Hmm."

"Your long skirt is too eye-catching in the crowd."

"Hmm."

"Spirits can't touch snowflakes, and your identity will be discovered."

"Hmm."

“……”

“……”

"Jun Yihuang, what do you want!"

Lan Zui's temper has never been good, and facing Jun Yihuang is probably the best time for her temper. But no matter what she said, Jun Yihuang responded in a monophonic, making her feel like a fool and constantly talking to herself.

"I should be asking you what you want." Jun Yihuang didn't look at Lan Drunk, and replied lightly.

"What do I want to do! What did I do to you? ”

"What did Bai Suhe tell you that day?"

“…… It's nothing, it's just about Concubine Lan's Mausoleum. Lan Zui turned his face away and dodged Jun Yihuang's gaze. Jun Yihuang was very concerned about her current embarrassing status, and Lan Zui didn't want to rub salt on her wounds.

"Really?" Jun Yihuang squinted past Lan Zui and looked at the snowflakes fluttering behind her. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and a thin layer has accumulated on the withered grass blades, and the yellow sand soil is white, much more beautiful than the original color.

A single snow can cover the color of the heaven and the earth, but it can't cover the ravines that bury people's hearts.

Lan Zui didn't like the current atmosphere very much.

Jun Yihuang is silent most of the time, she used to have requests, but after making the request, she will continue to remain silent, but she rarely has this feeling of alienation.

"Junjun ......"

Jun Yihuang's eyes moved back, looking at Lan Zui.

The corners of Jun Yihuang's eyes are slightly raised, it is a very beautiful phoenix tail, the pupils are dark and swarthy, as if there is no bottom, it contains a thousand years of love, but it is covered by black pupils, which is difficult to guess, and the skin is also because it is a spirit body, it will not turn blue and red because of the cold, and the whole person is like being shrouded in a layer of aura, just like a fairy in mythology, just a phantom.

Lan Drunken Tan's mouth was half open, and he couldn't continue.

After all, isn't that what she wants?

Since it is destined to end in tragedy, since it has been decided to cut through the mess quickly, why bother to explain?

Lan Zui actually wanted to ask Jun Yihuang, if he found the soul, would Jun Yihuang be reincarnated without attachment? On Huangquan Road, on the side of the bridge, Jun Yihuang would not hesitate to drink the bowl of Meng Po soup that forgot the past, forgot Su Lingyu, forgot the grievances that had been entangled for thousands of years, and even forgot her.

But Lan Zui chose not to ask.

What if you ask, it's all an ethereal thing, an ethereal promise. Jun Yihuang can't afford this promise, and she can't afford to be drunk.

What's more, Jun Yihuang is not always concerned about her blue drunk, what qualifications does she have to ask Jun Yihuang?

But it only adds to the troubles.

Lan Zui reached out and rubbed his frozen red face, taking advantage of the situation to wipe away the droplets oozing from the corners of his eyes.

When did the heart start to move?

Was it the moment when the two of them stood in front of the billboard with their palms intertwined?

Was Jun Yihuang standing on the table, wanting to pour tea and admit her mistake but accidentally breaking her tea set?

Is it when the two of them are snuggling up to each other watching TV in the living room?

Or in the tomb, when Jun Yihuang should have killed her, but repeatedly couldn't bear it?

Maybe it was even earlier, Su Lingyu really had a deep love as Jun Yihuang said, this love has been passed down from generation to generation, deep-rooted and piercing, just waiting for the moment of reunion, brilliant bloom?

Bad Fate......

Bad fate!

"Junjun, it's time for me to discuss things with Yu Chen."

A thousand words, a thousand thoughts, just turned into a plain and normal conversation.

"Yes."

Jun Yihuang also lightly agreed.

"Lan drunk, that girl ......" Just a few steps back, Jun Yihuang suddenly said.

"Girl? You say Meng Zheng? What's wrong with her? ”

“…… Forget it, nothing. Jun Yihuang swallowed back the second half of his words.

It's all gone, it doesn't matter.

"Oh." There is now a knot between the two, and that sense of estrangement makes Lan Zui reluctant to pester Jun Yihuang to ask.

"Be careful." Before Lan Zui knocked on the car door and was about to put the earrings back in the car, Jun Yihuang said softly.

"Okay, I know." Lan Zui smiled politely and reservedly.

The heavy metal door closed, isolating Bai Suhe's arrogance, Meng Zheng's laughter, and Jun Yihuang's alienation.

Lan Zui patted his cheek, restrained all his feelings, turned around, and walked towards the Land Rover where Yu Chen was.

From now on, she is the head of the Lan family, she is not qualified to be sentimental, and any judgment she makes may affect the safety and life of the Blue Guy and even the Elm Guy.

Her mission is only to strategize, get down to the ground safely, and find what has trapped Jun Yihuang's soul.

Let him do the rest.

The author has something to say: Thank you Zisha for the grenade, lyxwyj, ___ Mine o(n_n)o

About Xiaofanwai, many girls don't understand...... Persian Meow is Junjun, Little Black Meow is Su Lingyu, and the rich master is King Nanzhao......

I'm really not suitable for selling cute t_t I'm wrong, let's write the text honestly in the future.

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