Although it was only a few days at the bottom of the Lechuan River, Zhang Yi still felt like half a year had passed when he returned to the Yang World again, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he and Lao Dao appeared on the second floor of the studio.

Originally, the second floor was a simple single bed and a few small stools plus some miscellaneous items, but now these are missing, replaced by a rectangular offering table, seeing the offering table Zhang Yi couldn't help but be scared into a cold sweat, only to see a huge black and white photo of him on the offering table, the photo frame is surrounded by a black cloth curtain, and in front of the photo there are some pastries and other tributes and two burning white candles.

"What's going on, do they all think you're dead?" Lao Dao smiled, walked straight to the offering table, grabbed a peach on the plate, rubbed it on his clothes, and then took a big bite.

Zhang Yi felt a wry smile, but he was not angry, but happy, because he now knew that if he died that day, he would not be a lonely person, and that there were people in the yang world who were sad for him, who mourned for him, and who mourned for him.

Although he now understands very clearly that the emotions and some vague memories between him and the two siblings are just some false episodes established by the spiritual realm and forcibly instilled, but what does it matter, as long as their feelings are true now, some things really don't need to be thought about too much, and it is best to live in the moment.

Lao Dao chewed on the peach and suddenly thought of something, he patted his thigh and immediately slammed downstairs, and after a while, he ran up out of breath and said excitedly: "Hahaha, it seems that Poor Dao really didn't guess wrong, not only you have a spiritual hall, but also me and the spiritual domain have a spiritual hall, it seems that this is the pair of brothers and sisters of the wicker who are furnished, they think we are dead." ”

Yes, looking at the situation in front of them, there is no doubt that they are dead, but it is a bit of a haste to set up a mourning hall for them in just a few days!

A van drove slowly on the side of the road, and finally stopped in front of Zhang Yi's house leak painting studio, Lao Dao probed his brain and whispered to Zhang Yi: "Hahaha, it's that stupid brother and sister, see how I play tricks on him." ”

Zhang Yi was reluctant to participate in Lao Dao's prank, but he didn't stop it, but smiled helplessly and sat on the chair on the side.

Wicker and catkins had just returned from the cemetery today, so they were dressed in black, and after parking the car, they opened the door of the leaky painting room and walked inside.

This studio was about to expire, but Liu Wu insisted on paying another year's rent, and secretly placed Zhang Yi's mourning hall on the second floor, in order to hope that Zhang Yi's ghost would have a place to stay.

The studio has actually been closed, and there are naturally no students without teachers, but there is often a high school student named Huang Ling who comes here to find Brother Yi, but every time he comes, he is lost and returns, and every time the little girl leaves, it is the same as a lost soul, but the strange thing is that the sister-in-law who lives with Brother Yi has never been here since Brother Yi disappeared. Liu Wu couldn't help but slam on the table in the studio in anger.

"Are you just destroying my studio while I'm not here? Are you still worthy of me? A loud voice

The sound sounded in the room, and the wicker and catkins were startled, and instinctively leaned together.

Liu Fu whispered: "Brother, have you heard someone talking, I seem to hear someone talking?" ”

Wicker looked up and down left and right and found that there was no one, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered: "I also heard it, that person said that we destroyed his studio, this is like what Brother Yi said, but it is not like his voice, there is an old air in his voice." ”

"Why are you guilty of destroying my studio so much while I am away, and why don't you hurry up and prepare some delicious food and drink to apologize," the somewhat old voice sounded again, and this time the wicker and catkins they heard very clearly because they were prepared.

Wicker was originally more timid, but after going through a lot of things with Zhang Yi, she became bolder, and Liu Wu has never been timid, but she always pretends to be a little bird in front of the spiritual realm, which makes Lao Dao mistakenly think that this little girl must not possess her soul when she is so frightened by him.

Liu Wu frowned, he pretended to be a little panicked and whispered to Wicker: "Brother, this person obviously has a very old voice but deliberately imitates the voice of a young man to scare us, it must be a thief, if I guess correctly, he must be hiding on the second floor, and he will be a thief Brother Yi's studio is here, see if I don't discount his legs today." ”

Wicker was a little worried that he would not be able to defeat the thief, so he was about to stop the catkins, but the catkins had already walked quickly to the corner of the wall, picked up a cylindrical plaster strip used for sketching, and slowly moved towards the second floor.

In the direction of the door of the second floor, Lao Dao covered his mouth with a smile with his back against the door frame, and after a moment, when he heard that there was no movement below, he cleared his throat and shouted: "Why don't you send the food, if you don't send it again, I'll be angry, I'll ... . . . ”

He didn't speak, only heard a crisp sound, a white plaster strip cracked on the top of his head, and after a sharp pain, a bright red warm liquid slowly flowed down his cheeks, Lao Dao instantly felt a little dizzy, he saw a terrified catkins in a trance, and then his eyes were black and unconscious.

When the plaster strip fell, he had already seen Lao Dao's robe, and then saw Lao Dao's familiar face, but it was a pity that the force that had been smashed down could not be withdrawn, so he had to watch the plaster strip smash on Lao Dao's forehead.

Lao Dao fainted instantly after being hit by such a blow, Liu Wu was surprised and happy on the side, surprised that she knocked Lao Dao unconscious, happy that Lao Dao is still alive, if Lao Dao is still alive, then does it also mean that Brother Yi Xiao Lingzi is still in the world!

At this moment, the wicker who quickly followed shouted: "Brother Yi, Brother Yi" Liu Fu woke up from a dream at this time, she just cared about the thief and didn't notice everything else in the room, and now when he heard his brother shout, he raised his head and found that Zhang Yi was standing there quietly not far in front of him and looking at her with a smile.

For a moment, a warm current swept through the body, then the whole body trembled, the nose felt very sore, and then tears came out like a flood.

Wicker rushed over like a child, hugged Zhang Yi and kept repeating: "I knew you weren't dead, I knew you weren't dead, that Wong Tai Sin must be a lie, it must be." ”

I haven't waited for wicker to enjoy

To Zhang Yi's comfort, he only felt a lightness on his body, and found that his body flew out diagonally, which needless to say was done by his sister Liu Wu, who is infinitely powerful, although she has lost a lot of weight now, but catching him is as easy as catching a chicken.

Liu Fu threw his brother aside and hugged Zhang Yi fiercely, smashing Zhang Yi behind with a huge fist, and scolded in a hoarse voice while smashing: "It's been half a year, it's been half a year, since you haven't died, why don't you give us some news, why do you make us worry like this, make us sad like this." ”

Zhang Yi couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this, half a year, he remembered that it was only a few days to go to the bottom of the Lechuan River, how could it have been half a year since he got here, so he slowly pushed away the catkins and gently wiped the tears on her cheeks with his arm and asked: "Half a year, how come half a year has passed, when is it now?" ”

It took a long time for the catkins to stop sobbing, but the body was still trembling with her excitement, and the wicker on the side saw that her sister couldn't stop for a while, so she immediately wiped her eyes and walked to Zhang Yi and said: "Brother Yi, really, it's been half a year, when you disappeared in November last year, and now it's March 2019, you see, the gardenias outside are all in bloom." ”

With a finger of wicker, Zhang Yi looked out the window and found that the white gardenias on the side of the road had already bloomed, exuding a faint fragrance.

"It's been half a year, no wonder all this has changed so much," Zhang Yi muttered as he looked at the gardenia outside the window.

Liu Wu finally stopped crying, he thought of Xiao Lingzi, for him she was sad for countless nights, "Brother Yi, where have you been in the past six months, Xiao Lingzi is he okay, why haven't you seen others" Saying that, a pair of big eyes kept searching inside and outside the house, and found that he didn't see the shadow of the spiritual realm and turned his pleading eyes to Zhang Yi, hoping to find the answer from him.

Zhang Yi came back to his senses for a long time, "Oh, don't worry, he's fine, but he still has some things to do, and he should be back soon." ”

Hearing Zhang Yi's affirmative return, Liu Wu's anxious heart finally let go, half a year, in the past half a year, she has been like eating a fish bone by mistake, no matter what she does, she has no energy, no expectations, and she is in a trance all day long, like a dream.

Now that it's okay, the fish bone has finally been pulled out, and her spirit has improved a lot all of a sudden, as for Zhang Yi not answering where he has been in the past six months, she doesn't care, as long as the person comes back, then all other answers are dispensable.

Wicker immediately slapped his thigh and scolded in his excitement: "It seems that we were deceived by that Huang Daxian, he said that the three of you can no longer find a trace in the yang world, you must be the soul flying yin, and you are definitely dead, so in order to prevent you from becoming lonely ghosts, we bought a cemetery for you and Xiao Lingzi in the cemetery to make a clothed mound." ”

"Then why is there no old way, the old way usually treats you like brothers, you just can't bear to watch the poor road become a lonely ghost, sad, make me feel sad!" The old way, who was still bleeding from the side, seemed to be forgotten, but after only a few moments, he woke up by himself, and as soon as he woke up, he heard Wicker talk about the clothes and mounds, and instantly felt as if he had been abandoned, and the pain in his heart far exceeded the pain in his forehead.

"How can it? How could it be that you were forgotten, there is a reason why I didn't give you a clothed grave. ”