A native suddenly appeared in front of Yun Ye, with a big mouth, his white teeth seemed to be about to choose people to eat, his two hands were stretched out, Yun Ye seemed to hear that a tendon in his head was broken, if it wasn't for the strong curiosity that prompted him to stay awake, I'm afraid he would have fainted at the mouth at this time.

"Master Hou, Mrs. asked me to send you something, the ground is too hard, and I have been digging for a long time, so I dug it through, and my craftsmanship is rusty."

Hearing this, Yun Ye's seven souls and six spirits were in their place, the dog's yellow squirrel scared Lao Tzu to death, Yun Ye already felt that he was going to pee his pants again, so he hurriedly came to the back and urinated again, so he was relieved.

"Master Hou, didn't you already pee just now? Why do you pee again? Yun Ye looked at the yellow squirrel with a dark face, this kind of heartless bastard is really sorry for himself if he doesn't beat him.

"Squat."

"Why?" The yellow squirrel was confused, but he still squatted down very obediently, and after Yun Ye pounced on him and punched and kicked him, he was warm and indescribably comfortable.

"What did Madame deliver?" Yun Ye took the burden, spread it on the table and opened it, very pleased, this is a husband and wife, a woman who knows when her husband needs what he needs the most, marry when she meets it, it will definitely not be wrong, Yun Ye is full of this happiness now, what a good wife, mushroom powder, long thorny arm armor, soft armor, hand crossbow, a saw that can be stuffed in the hair, a pair of warm boots that can pop out a sharp blade, oh, yes, yes, the spring breeze is also available, and there is no shortage of anesthetics made by Lao Sun, with these things, Yun Ye thinks that it doesn't matter if he encounters a ghost.

"You go back, it's not good for you to stay for a long time, just tell me where the tunnel is."

The yellow squirrel tilted its head sideways and dropped a lot of dirt from its ears, pointing to the corner of the wall, wanting to speak, but was roughly pushed by Yun Ye. When he entered the pit, Yun Ye moved over a rain urn and covered it on the entrance of the cave, returned to the house, hid in the mosquito net, rubbed his hands, and continued to read his "Book of Rites".

"The Way of Heaven and Earth. From time to time, cold and heat will be sick, and if wind and rain are not seasonal, they will be hungry. Teaching, the cold and heat of the people, from time to time to teach the world. Those who do things will also be stormy for the people, and if they are not modest, they will be useless. However, the first kings are happy, the rule of law is also, and the good is like virtue. “

It's a wonderful theory. It preemptively divides people into different hierarchies and positions them: someone is a "farmer". Some are "crops"; Some people are cultivators, and some people are cultivated seedlings. It is a blessing to be taken care of by the "farmer", and I have to be grateful to the "farmer" and thank the sun and rain for bathing. Yun Ye picked up the pen and ink at the back of this passage and dipped it in thick ink, and annotated it in the back, this is a slut theory.

I worked hard to support the academy, just to make the world less sluts. There are more self-reliant people, and it is better to have their fate in their own hands after all. In the Tang Dynasty, he is an outlier, no matter how he gets closer to the Tang people, he will eventually show his differences everywhere, and when he teaches all the students of the academy his own virtues, there are many strange people and strange things. I don't look weird anymore, and in the end, maybe it's weird if it's not so weird.

You don't need to read much about the book, as long as you understand it, you can naturally remember it, such as the text just now. In the future, you will use it to satirize others, how knowledgeable it seems, you are a crop, your whole family is a crop, maybe the people who are scolded will be happy.

The cold wind outside the window was cold, and the snow foam came in through the crack in the window lattice, fell on the bookcase, looked back at the brazier, Yun Ye sighed, took the fire tongs to turn the charcoal fire up, poured the remaining fish soup into the braised fish, put it on the shelf, stewed tofu and thousands of stewed fish, and when the stewed meat was crispy and rotten, it was a good time to put the mouth down, pour the remaining little carved hu rice into the fish soup, watching the heat steaming, the fish fragrance overflowing, Yun Ye almost had the desire to sing.

The lonely ghost house on a cold night, what a harmonious environment, the crows are no longer calling, I don't know where to hide from the wind and snow, even if it is a ghost, I won't pick such a day to travel.

When I think of singing, I will think of the sunset, those simple words and phrases will be interpreted by the sunset to deduce a different style, this melon girl, more and more flavorful, I just don't know if she and her daughter are good on the grassland, the current grassland must be covered by heavy snow, the melon girl will no longer hold the lamb to keep warm, maybe, she is a grassland person in her bones, if you go to see her now, see her holding her daughter and sleeping with the lamb, I will definitely not be surprised.

The older he gets, the more wives he has, but the more delicate his feelings become, he doesn't dare to think about the dusty past, as soon as he thinks about it, the fish soup is boiled dry, and he eats a little burnt carved rice, Yun Ye knows that God is punishing him.

After supper, Yun Ye paced in the room, after confirming that the ground was solid, he turned his gaze to the wall, Li Er would definitely have a good idea to choose a room like this for himself, he observed the entire abandoned house during the day, and came to a conclusion, that is, the houses here were all artificially demolished, many of the beams and pillars that fell to the ground were very new, and the paint hung on them did not burst, and those who dared to demolish the royal garden, except for Li Er, Yun Ye couldn't think of anyone else who had the guts.

The handle of the knife knocked on the wall inch by inch, and no such thing as a secret door was found, Yun Ye suddenly remembered that Gong Yimu had been missing for a while, and no one knew his whereabouts, and his son Gong Yijia also ran to the academy to ask for someone, and the old guy came back by himself after being missing for half a month, but no matter who asked him where he went, the old guy was also a secretive dead character, could it be that the old guy was also brought to the ghost house?

Tomorrow find a ladder to take a good look at this high roof, Yun Ye made a plan, began to wind silk threads in the house, a small bell hung on the side of the pillow, swallowed a white pill, and then put a little mushroom powder on the edge of the brazier, as long as the flame on the brazier is extinguished, and the kettle no longer emits water vapor, the mushroom powder will be roasted dry, if something passes by, it will be blown up by the moving wind, Yun Ye is not much, although he swallowed the antidote, he still didn't dare to take the risk, Don't catch the ghost, go crazy for a day first.

If there are really ghosts, it is a good choice to keep them in the Lost Forest, according to Yun Ye's current thoughts, if he continues to add them like this, no one will be able to enter the Lost Forest, and neither will Yun Ye himself.

There is a musty smell on the blanket, you must bake it on the brazier tomorrow, sleeping like this is pure sin, forcing yourself to fall asleep, this is a skill that Yun Ye learned in the old forest of Nanzhao, people can't be dragged down by themselves, sleeping is actually a very important link, there are still two months in the future, who knows what you will meet.

After Yun Ye fell asleep, a lot of things actually happened, such as a big-headed ghost walking around in front of the window, a red tongue falling from the sky, just over a foot away from touching Yun Ye's head, a woman singing in the distance, and a child crying without any feelings, unfortunately, Yun Ye couldn't hear it, he slept with his head covered with a blanket.

The snow slowly stopped, the dark clouds disappeared, the snow-washed sky was like a black curtain, dotted with countless pearls, there was a wisp of cold moon in front of Yun Ye's bed, a black ribbon, writhing on the ground like a living thing, looking more terrifying than a snake.

Anyone will feel bored after singing for a long time, the belt is finally tired of dancing, wrapped around the bed legs and does not move, there is a rooster crowing in the distance, the belt seems to want to escape, but it is blocked by Yun Ye's silk thread, it doesn't seem to take a detour, it wants to touch the silk thread again and again but stops, when the rooster crows three times, it falls to the ground, as if it has lost all its vitality, and it has become the appearance of a cloth belt.

When the sun shone on the window, someone knocked on the door, Yun Ye opened the door, only to see Duan Hong standing outside the door, Yun Ye punched this guy's nose, I didn't think I could hit him, this kind of thing Yun Ye has done countless times, and he has never succeeded, but this time, Yun Ye's fist smashed heavily on Duan Hong's nose, Yun Ye could even hear the sound of broken nose bones, and the master's nose was also soft, and it would collapse if he received a heavy punch.

Duan Hong, who had a long nosebleed, didn't care about his nose, and asked Yun Ye in surprise: "You slept last night?" Nothing strange happening? “

"Who said no, I cooked a pot of carved rice last night, stewed a few fish, and even solved it with dinner and supper, and the dignified lord needs to cook by himself, wash the pot, and boil water, isn't it strange? Walk up and see the enemy, blast his nose, life is just like this, who doesn't like such a day. “

Duan Hong only remembered his nose at this time, grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his nostrils, pinched his hand on his nose, and his flat nose was straight again, which made Yun Ye very envious.

Duan Hong walked into the room and checked it carefully, there was indeed nothing abnormal in the small room, his hand was stuffed into Yun Ye's quilt, and there was still a trace of residual warmth in it, it seemed that Yun Ye had indeed slept in this room.

"Broken Hong, you can find me some paint today, I'm going to paint a few pictures when I'm fine, just reading the "Book of Rites" I think it will make me stupid, that thing is simply the poison of the human heart, don't I was not killed by the ghost, but I was poisoned alive by the "Book of Rites". It's okay to find more miscellaneous books, and if you have a picture album of the Spring Palace, it's not bad to take a hundred or ten copies for me to relieve my boredom. “

Broken Hong's nose is no longer bleeding, and I don't know what good method is used, although I need to keep going up and pulling it, and I can't see any injuries on the outside.

"Hou Ye's orders will naturally be followed, but you still need Hou Ye's forgiveness to eat, you only have dry cakes, this is your share today." Duan Hong took out two dry cakes from his arms and handed them to Yun Ye.

Yun Ye took it, knocked the two cakes on each other, made a banging sound, sighed and said: "You go back and tell Sù Niangniang, if you don't know how to make cakes, don't burn them, we don't need to do this, this is the same as Liu Bei weaving straw shoes for Zhuge Liang, my curiosity about this matter is getting heavier and heavier, and I will always find the answer to the mystery." (To be continued......)

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