Yu Dongchen wanted to catch up with the old man back then.

deliberately spent money to buy an old mansion in Ancheng as a "wedding room".

The area of the house is very large, except for the occasional residence of TG professional players on weekdays, the rest of the time is taken care of by Yu Qiqi and Yu Dongchen.

Therefore, out of the high-speed rail station, Ancheng has already fallen into the night, the city lights are bustling and bright, and the cool autumn breeze blowing in the face is drilling into the neck of the old longitudinal.

So he shrank his neck and stopped a taxi.

"Where are you going?"

"East of the city, the old house at No. 105."

"Okay, fasten your seatbelts."

The taxi driver, a forty-year-old uncle, spoke authentic Anseong pepper and salt Mandarin, and enthusiastically asked, "Little brother, are you here to visit relatives in Anseong?" ”

So he fastened his seatbelt and replied, "I'll come... I'm here to visit relatives. ”

The driver's uncle's eyes lit up, and his tone was heroic: "It turns out that you are also from Ancheng, and you don't have a local accent at all." The land in the east of the city is full of cemeteries, so be careful when you go at night. ”

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." So he looked at the night outside the taxi and touched the white skull in his hand.

The driver's uncle looked through the rearview mirror and saw the skull in his hand, first startled, and then said: "You, the simulation toy you are holding are really realistic." I almost thought it was a real skeleton. ”

AnseongAnseongAnseong, there are graves everywhere.

Every time the construction is dug up, either a tomb of the Ming Dynasty or a tomb of the Tang Dynasty and the Han Dynasty is dug up, which makes the local developers worried.

So he grinned and raised the skull in his hand to show the driver: "This is me... I, my boyfriend gave me, a Qing Dynasty male skull, beautiful. ”

The driver realized afterwards: "Oh, it turned out to be a man from the Qing Dynasty....ouch, I'll go!" It's a real human bone!! ”

So Zong: "Uh-huh. ”

Driver:...

The driver secretly glanced at the young man, the lights in the car were dim, and a black shadow could be seen behind the young man.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, there was a shadow, not a ghost.

The taxi slowly passed through the night, through the old and bustling streets and alleys of Anseong, and soon arrived outside Dongjin's house.

"Young man, talk to your boyfriend well, the little two, quarrel at the end of the bed and at the end of the bed." The driver collected the fare, opened the window, and kindly reminded the old man.

So Zong nodded obediently: "Thank you, uncle." ”

The driver held his head high and stepped on the accelerator to leave the old house.

As soon as I drove away for a while, the old driver's uncle suddenly reflected...

Boyfriend ?!! I'll it!

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In Dongchen's manor, there are two old lamps lit in front of the iron gate.

In the dim light, begonias are blooming in clusters, quite in the old style of the last century. At the door lies a large Tibetan mastiff that has been white, like a big white cotton.

"Woohoo?"

The iron pot, that is, Yu Dongchen's beloved dog, the mascot of the TG Super Play Club, raised his huge dog head and stared curiously at the boy at the door.

"Wangwang~~Woo~~"

So when he opened the iron door, the iron pot pounced like a white whirlwind, happily swaying his big white tail, pressing the old long to the ground, stretching out the scarlet dog tongue and licking it vigorously.

"Hahaha, don't lick it, a lot of saliva, hahaha~~"

Therefore, he pushed and shoved, rubbed back and forth by the iron pot, and squeaked and laughed.

The iron pot really likes the old longitudinal too much, rubbing the old longitudinal leg and refusing to let go, calling Wangwang, circling around the old longitudinal, jumping and shouting.

So he stuffed a piece of candy into the dog's mouth and touched the hairy dog head of the iron pot: "Iron pot, is your master upstairs?" ”