The world is obsessed with the truth, obsessed with wanting an explanation. Regardless of whether Xie Mantang is a true believer or a fake letter, the meaning he expressed is very clear, he knows that she will definitely come to Wu Jing to seek answers, so he calls her "old woman", he wants her to know that he believes in the ethereal legend of Knock Zhenzi, and wants her to believe in this version of the story.

This version is illusory nonsense, but the real version is a little thriller and horror, in comparison, of course, this legend from the mouth of Dafeng's first god stick knocking Zhenzi is more acceptable, more convincing. Otherwise, there are ghosts and gods, and there may be secret medicines. The person who really loves you will make excuses and think of reasons for all your unreasonableness, what he sees in his eyes is your pain and difficulty, not your shortcomings and shortcomings, she should appreciate it, he really thinks about her, someone can do this for her, what else?

Therefore, she should also keep pace with him in order not to disappoint his heart, An Yi tilted her head and pressed the tear ducts, so that the tears that were about to fall retracted, and then happily told Wu Jing: "I want to go and burn some paper money for my uncle and ancestor again, in exchange for some more delicious tribute." ”

Wu Jing smiled: "Go, go." ”

The snow was heavier and the wind was more urgent, An Yi looked at the orange light in Xie Mantang's study, and her heart was full of warmth. She pushed open the door and walked in, put the delicious food in her hand in front of Xie Mantang, looked at him and smiled: "Someone told me that if you want to catch a man, you have to grab his stomach first, this is the wonton chicken I made myself, can you taste it?" ”

An Yi looked like something was different, the previous anxious and angry but somewhat sad and powerless emotion completely faded from her eyes, replaced by a more serene softness, as well as satisfaction and happiness. The whole person is radiant, and people can't help but like it when they look at it. Xie Mantang smiled slightly, took An Yi's hand, and motioned for her to sit on his lap.

An Yi sat down cautiously, Xie Mantang opened his mouth to her and waited, An Yi thought about it, leaned over to him, and heard his breathing that suddenly became rapid, so he smiled and scooped a wonton and stuffed it in: "It's cold, eat more." ”

Xie Mantang glared at her angrily, gritting his teeth and biting the wonton in his mouth, as if he was eating her meat. An Yi jumped up and hid in a safe place: "Uncle Shi hasn't been buried yet." ”

Xie Mantang leaned back lazily, lightly opened his thin lips, and said angrily: "Spare you for the time being, feed me!" ”

An Yi scooped up a wonton with crooked eyebrows and fed it.

Outside the window, there is a clear white crystal, indicating that the coming year must be a great harvest year.

The snow fell all night, Zhang Xin tossed and turned, and the soup woman she was holding under her feet and in her arms changed one after another, but she always felt cold. Tian Jun beside her was hot, sleeping soundly, she could have leaned over to keep warm, but she felt disgusted again. Thinking of what had been, what was happening, and what was about to happen, she was angry, hateful, happy, and the more she lay down, the more awake she became, and the more she slept, the more her head hurt.

Someone knocked lightly on the window a few times, two short and one long, Zhang Xin was excited, sat up lightly, the snow light shone in the room through the window paper, so that she could see Tian Jun's face very clearly, he still slept so dead that the sweetness made her jealous. How could he sleep, she thought? It's as if none of those things have anything to do with him, and she did it all alone.

Zhang Xin got out of bed lightly, put on a thick fox fur, and walked out quietly. It was still early, and the other people in the courtyard hadn't gotten up yet, only a servant woman stood under the lantern hanging on the porch, and when she saw her coming, she quietly saluted, and then whispered: "Grandma, Chen Zhishan has gone home, and Xuanyi Zhenren is gone." ”

A biting cold wind blew, and even the thick fox fur couldn't stop the bone-chilling cold, Zhang Xin shivered, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who sent him back?" "As long as you know who got Chen Zhishan out, you can roughly know the whereabouts of Xuanyi Zhenren.

The servant woman was embarrassed and said, "I don't know." ”

Don't know, don't know anything? What is the purpose of raising you? Zhang Xin couldn't control his anger, and it was easy to suppress his anger, and he said coldly with a stiff face: "Then how can I know?" ”

The servant woman complained: "There are not enough people, and there are many things that were done by Mama Gui before, she went in a hurry, and she didn't trust anyone, who can use it to explain clearly......"

Zhang Xin didn't want to hear this, so he waved his hand angrily and said viciously: "No matter what method I use, I must find out the person." You will go to Chen's house at dawn! ”

The servant woman replied with a disgraced face, and then passed another news to her: "There is news from Shangshufu that An Min has returned home, and it is carried back, as if he is sick. Madame's meaning is to ask grandma not to touch him anymore, now the house is troublesome, and there are many things......"

Zhang Xin interrupted her: "When did someone actually instruct me to do something?" ”

The servant woman did not dare to speak any more, but bowed her head and remained silent.

Zhang Xin glared at her irritably for a while, and scolded in a deep voice: "There is not enough success, and there are more than enough things to lose!" Get lost! Regardless of the look of the servant, she turned around and entered the house angrily, and when she stepped into the threshold, she saw Tian Jun lying on the bed looking at her quietly, and the shoes that she had deliberately placed before leaving were also neatly placed, that is, he was not asleep at all just now, and he ran to the window to eavesdrop on her.

This is the man she wants to marry! Unspeakable powerlessness and sorrow all came to Zhang Xin's heart, she was afraid that she would be unable to help but poison him if she looked at Tian Jun any more, so she lowered her head and said, "Are you awake?" ”

Tian Jun said casually: "I woke up when I heard a voice outside." Who's out there? ”

Zhang Xin smiled faintly: "The people below came to report that An Min had gone home, but it seemed that he was seriously ill, and something was not good." Shall we go see him later? ”

"Okay." Tian Jun is as good as flowing: "It's just that I still have something to do later, so I have to wait until I go out first to get things done." ”

"Isn't it a day of rest? With such a heavy snowfall, if it's not urgent, let's go back at another time. Zhang Xin walked to the cabinet and opened the cabinet to check what clothes should be worn when going out later.

"It's urgent, and it won't be long before I come." Tian Jun stared at her nervously, for fear that she would find out that what she had hidden in the dark compartment had been passive. Fortunately, Zhang Xin quickly found the clothes to be worn later, and turned her head to ask the girl to come in and get the incense to be tidied up.

Zhang Xin no longer persuaded him, went back and continued to lie down, and asked him directly: "Seeing that you and I are not young, what are you going to do in the future?" ”

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