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Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past three days, before dawn every morning, Yang Chan pulled the sleepy-eyed Zhao Han up the mountain to hunt and eat some meat and game.

During this period, the two had some disputes, but whenever this happened, Zhao Han could say a lot of "crooked and heretical" reasons to persuade Yang Chan, and in the end, Yang Chan didn't bother to argue with him, just laughed at each other and had a lot of fun.

At night, the two of them held in a corner of the temple of the goddess, with a bonfire and barbecue in front of them, eating over and over again, while Yang Chan listened to Zhao Han tell her the story of Liang Zhu.

For three days, neither Yang Chan nor Zhao Han raised the question of when to go down the mountain.

Maybe there was a tacit understanding, or maybe Zhao Han had already guessed her identity, Yang Chan was a little flustered, but she hoped that such a day would be in the long run.

She likes the feeling of two people being tired of being together.

Chat every day, guess life, see the beautiful scenery, try the food made by Zhao Han, and listen to him say those sweet words that are not sweet, but they make her very happy.

And the final evening story, the butterfly that has changed from cheerful to poignant......

Zhu Yingtai sat on the sedan chair, looking at Ma Wencai, who forced his brother Liang to death, on a red ride and a tall horse, the hand holding the hairpin couldn't help but tighten, she wanted to mention her lover to take revenge, and planned to stab him to death with the scissors in her hand in Ma Wencai's most excited new house...."

At night, beside the fire, Zhao Han told the story in a somewhat deep voice.

Yang Chan sat beside him, holding a big peach in her hand, and listened quietly.

In three days, Liang Zhu's story also came to an end, for some reason, Yang Chan had a strong reluctance in her heart, and only hoped that this story could grow a little longer... Grow a little longer....

The convoy of relatives traveled all the way to Liang Shanbo's tomb, Ma Wencai laughed in his mouth, his eyes flashed with disdain for the loser, that was the disdain for Liang Shanbo, a poor scholar who dared to rob him of a woman, and the pride of the winner, he dismounted and walked to Liang Shanbo's tomb, and kicked the erected tombstone.

As soon as he stepped down, the tombstone engraved with the word Liang Shanbo fell down, and Ma Wencai let out a hearty laugh from his mouth, this laughter was such a word, and Zhu Yingtai in the sedan chair bit his lip.

Every past with Liang Shanbo in the academy flashed in her mind, it was so sweet, but now Liang Shanbo was lying in the cemetery, and the tombstone was kicked by Marven.

Zhu Yingtai's heart was filled with resentment, and he only swore to the tombstone in his heart that he wanted Liang Shanbo to wait for her, and then accompany him after she slashed Ma Wencai..."

At this point in the story, Zhao Han had to continue to tell the story, but Yang Chan, who wanted to be on the side, handed over the peach in his hand.

"Let's eat a peach, and I'll talk about the rest tomorrow" Yang Chan had a smile on her face, and she didn't seem to care about Zhao Han's posture when she found her daughter.

Zhao Han took it, took a bite, and then looked at her with a smile and said, "In the past few days, you have been going to the temple every day to get peaches, and you are not afraid that the goddess will blame you?" ”

Yang Chan glanced at him a little prettyly and said: "Such a big peach can't stop your mouth, eat it quickly, if this peach is left for a long time, it won't taste good."

"Huh?"

It's okay if she doesn't say it, after she says this, Zhao Han can't help but look stunned.

At this time, he only felt that his whole body was filled with a stream of air, as if he had devoured the wick of the Baolian lamp at the beginning, but at this time, it was much lighter than the original feeling.

Zhao Han returned the peach land he had bitten to Yang Chan and said, "This seems to be unruly."

"If you want to eat, you can eat, and when you are done, you can continue to tell me stories"

Yang Chan pretended to be dissatisfied on her face.

Zhao Han shook his head and said with a smile: "You can talk without eating peaches, there is a gust of wind blowing in the sky, and the wind carries black sand and gravel, blowing the greeting team ......"

"I don't listen!"

As soon as Zhao Han's story began, Yang Chan covered her ears with her hands, and stared at Zhao Han with a pair of watery eyes: "You eat the peaches first!" ”

Zhao Han was stunned.

He smiled, took the peach, and ate it all.

I really ate it all because this peach has no seeds......

Seeing this, Yang Chan nodded with satisfaction, and then put down her hands and said to Zhao Han: "Go on."

"Do you want to continue?"

Zhao Han asked with a wink.

"Go on!"

Yang Chan nodded.

As she spoke, Yang Chan seemed to have completely ignored the big black dog that appeared in the grass on the side, just staring at Zhao Han's eyes, expecting him to finish the rest of the story.

"After ......"

Liang Shanbo is dead, and Zhu Yingtai is still alive.

Zhu Yingtai wanted to avenge Liang Shanbo, but he saw the man in the tomb on the way, and then the two smiled and held hands and turned into butterflies.

The beauty of the past and the road of the future seem to have been included in this last sentence.

Did Zhu Yingtai avenge Liang Shanbo?

Is Marven just dead?

Is Zhu Yingtai also dead?

The whole person leaned on Zhao Han's arms, and Yang Chan's eyes looked at the stars in the sky.

"Zhao Han"

"Well, I'm here."

"Do you remember what you said?"

"Remember"

“.... Do you know that there really is a Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the sky, and they will really meet on the seventh day of July?"

"Hmm"

"They have two children"

"Hmm"

"They want to kill each other for liberation"

“......”

"Their children resented them, and their strong resentment turned them into ghost babies, tormenting their parents every day and every night"

“......”

"I've been to the world of your dreams with you, but you haven't been to heaven, if one day, you can really do what you told me, then I'll marry you, okay?"

"Third Miss!"

Originally, Yang Chan showed affection with a mortal, and the Roaring Sky Dog was already waiting for a very tormented time, but now seeing that his own young lady actually promised to marry a mortal, this time the Roaring Sky Dog really couldn't help it!

The sturdy body flew out of the grass, and the roaring dog rolled on the ground, directly turning into a lean man in a black robe, striding towards Yang Chan.

first saluted Yang Chan, and then said with a wry smile: "The third young lady doesn't want to say such disobedient words, you must know that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the sky are a lesson from the past....."

"The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"

In Zhao Han's arms, Yang Chan glanced up at him, and then said to it with a smile: "I have violated the rules of heaven now, are you coming to Huashan to arrest me back?" ”

The Roaring Sky Dog shook his head and smiled bitterly, and continued to arch his hand to Yang Chan: "Miss, you know me, even if I hand over my life, I will not let Miss suffer, but Miss, you must also be considerate of the master's difficulties, and you can't put the master in that dilemma because of a moment of anger..."

Obviously, the Roaring Sky Dog didn't know what Yang Jian and Yang Chan said, so the above words were spoken.

And listening to it say this, Yang Chan smiled.

I saw that she first kissed Zhao Han on the face, and then in Zhao Han's stunned expression, she actually turned over and rode directly on his body.

Bow your head and kiss the !!

After a deep kiss, Yang Chan made an apologetic expression to Zhao Han, and then turned to look at the roaring dog and said: "You also saw it, go back and tell your master that Yang Chan is married to the wife of the Zhao family, if he has any dissatisfaction, and he still cares about the laws of heaven, let him come to me!" ”

"Miss...."

"Are you going or not leaving?"

Yang Chan raised her eyebrows, and as soon as she raised her hand, she saw the colorful brilliance flickering, and the next moment, a nine-grade colorful lotus lamp had appeared in her hand.

"Miss, don't do it!"

Seeing that Yang Chan actually took out the Baolian lantern, the Roaring Sky Dog screamed and stepped back, and then said to Yang Chan with a wry smile: "Miss.... I'm going to report to the master, but I'll ask the young lady to think about it... I think about it...."

As he spoke, the white clouds rose from the feet of the Howling Dog, and then turned into a black streamer that pierced the sky.

This dog... It's actually a Yuanshen-level cultivation!

Zhao Han, who had been a "shield" on the side, saw that the roaring dog had turned into light and left, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Yang Chan and said, "I said Brother Yang, I'm not as good as Longyang."

"Poof"

A chuckle came out of Yang Chan's mouth, and the next moment, she was originally dressed as a scholar, and she returned to her original blue and white palace dress.

Walking slowly in front of Zhao Han, Yang Chan lowered her head and looked into his eyes and said, "This time, you just want to play tricks, but you can't do it."

"Okay, okay, I knew it wasn't that simple"

A little lazy stretched his waist, and saw a flash of blue light in Zhao Han's hand, and the next moment the green plum wine with the body of the gun had been held in his hand.

In Yang Chan's surprised gaze, Zhao Han turned his head to her and said, "The battleship or something is definitely gone now, but if you let me swallow the wick, we can try to hit the Lingxiao Hall directly now, and ask your uncle what he thinks."

"Wick?"

An inexplicable look flashed in Yang Chan's eyes, and Zhao Han, who had unveiled the hidden veil in front of him, was a little more sharp.

Taking out the wick from the colorful lamp, Yang Chan pinched it with two, looked at Zhao Han and asked, "Are you approaching me for it?" ”

Zhao Han nodded.

"Last time, this time?"

Nod.

"You know, I can't get enough of you telling the truth."

Putting the wick back into the lamp, Yang Chan hid the Baolian lamp behind her with a smile, and looked at Zhao Han again: "If you want the wick, you can pass my pass first."

"How's it going?"

"Marry me!"

"You want me to be a father?"

"Huh?"

Yang Chan was stunned, and then spat him and said: "How can it be so easy to want my wick, let me tell you, this Baolian lamp is my child now, if you want its wick, then you are ....."