Lu Liang glanced at the portrait in Yi Huan's hand, frowned and scratched his head and said, "I haven't seen it, my son doesn't look so good." ”

Yi Huan put away the paper roll, was snatched away by Bu Qingyan who flew in, and said: "The old lady looks, how amazing it looks to scare the old man like this." ”

Bu Qingyan carefully looked at it and sighed over and over again: "I have no regrets in this life, I see the appearance of the autumn god." ”

Yi Huan walked behind Bu Qingyan and looked at Bu Qingyan and covered his mouth and cried exaggeratedly. Grabbed the paper scroll and said, "Sister, after reading it, it's time to return it to me." ”

Yi Huan knocked his head with a scroll of paper, thinking of the past, the background of the story behind Lu Huan, set in the world after someone hung up for a thousand years. This is the underworld, where all people are the souls of the deceased, and the moment they die, the clothes on their bodies are the same as those of the dead before death, and they will not change.

This world is the territory of the underworld, and the person who controls life and death is Xi Chuyi here, the god of winter, summer, and spring in the world. Shouldn't Xi Chu be in the attic at this time? How has it changed again.

Yi Huan didn't expect that because of his own magic change, this world would be changed into a mess again. Coupled with Yan Nanyin's self-righteous adaptation, which attracted a lot of genius, this world is no longer the world controlled by the chosen ones before.

Yi Huan is going to Rusheng Pavilion (the author's hometown is called Rusheng Pavilion, it seems to be the hometown of the Republic of China, it was demolished the year before last, and the author doesn't know his grandfather's grandfather, why did he leave a box of bullets.) Just watch it.

Yi Huan was screamed, and he was so frightened that he patted his chest and said, "I'll go, I'm scared to death." ”

Bu Qingyan tiptoed close to Yi Huan's left ear, blocked it with her right hand and said, "Is the girl looking for the autumn god?" It's a pity that the kid didn't hesitate to sacrifice his life for a person who destroyed the whole village, and he also wanted to pay back the life of the scheming villain, I tell you, don't tell you. ”

Yi Huan nodded, and Bu Qingyan shouted: "I'll just say, you are the admirer of that child of the Autumn God!" As it happens, so do I. ”

Bu Qingyan hugged Yi Huan's right arm and forced Yi Huan to go, quite a scene of not knowing each other. Lu Liang, who was left alone, sighed and accepted his fate, carrying a fish taller than a person.

Step by step, I walked to the long and triangular earthen house and tiled house three meters away. Grab the big fish and jump into the air, and grab the gills with both hands.

Yi Huan, who was drinking tea inside, trembled the teacup in his hand, and all the tea in it was poured on his body.

Bu Qingyan, who arrived, was unmoved. Yi Huan cast a cleansing spell in front of him and said, "Any movement outside has caught up with the disaster in my place." ”

Bu Qingyan held her face, put a teacup in her right hand and said, "Hey! You still say this, back then, your uncle and I were preparing to appear on the stage and give the so-called heroine Li Chun a fatal blow. As a result, the protagonist ran away, and the heroine abandoned the wealth of the richest woman's daughter in the world for a little fisherwoman, and was with a greasy little fisherman. ”

Buqing Yanmu picked up a teacup, poured the water in the cup into the wooden basin and said, "You say, is it a sin." It's a pity, it's a pity that the kid is talented, and he was burdened by that family and died. Fortunately, the child had no father and no mother, and if he knew that the girl was disgusting him, he would probably kill the girl. ”

Yi Huan looked around, lay on the bamboo chair and squinted and opened his eyes, put his right hand on the pillow of his head and said, "Sister, keep talking, listen to you tell me the story here, who is that child?" And who are the girls? What do they do, they are annoying. ”

Bu Qingyan took the half-warm teacup and said, "Hey, who else is there besides the Autumn God, of course the girl is Li Chun's child." In order to save people and lose the lives of our family, we can't keep fish here, of course, because the god who created this place is Pisces, and she loves to eat fish. ”

Yi Huan sat up like a frightened corpse, crossed his hands and fingers to support his face and said: "What does that have to do with fish farming, a person likes to eat fish, so she won't let people raise it?" ”

Bu Qingyan took a sip of tea and said: "Of course not, I heard that the girl lost her father and younger brother since she was a child, both of them hate to eat fish, and she has already gone insane when she witnessed the death of the two." It's normal to be crazy to create this world at first, since that girl raised a crazy thing. ”

Yi Huan heard the loophole, this person should be the one who knew about her existence. Otherwise, you wouldn't know about it. Yi Huan asked tentatively: "What about the mad dog that the girl raised?" Something horrible happened. ”

Bu Qingyan was also tired, walked to the kitchen, fried a plate of fried soybeans, held them with both hands and said, "Come and taste it, this is the taste in my memory." ”

Bu Qingyan smelled the smell of fried chili peppers with powdered oil, pinched a few soybeans with one hand and said, "That year, the mad dog raised by that girl became bigger than the lake and flew into the sky. The people here, because of Li Chun's stupid girl, have been changed by the gods several times. ”

Bu Qingyan saw the fish flying outside the door, walked outside the door and said: "Later, the gods of heaven were angry, one of them was deprived of divine power, and the other stupid child, in order to save people, in order to avoid the punishment of the gods, went to the Rusheng Pavilion to ask another god. ”

Bu Qingyan held it behind his back with one hand, closed half of the door and said: "The child saved the girl, the father who spoke for the girl, because it was taboo to resurrect the boy, two people can't save it twice." ”

Yi Huan recalled the plot that Bu Qingyan said, as if it was the same as the plot written by Yi Huan. But the script that cooperates with a director is different. Could it be that something is going on here, even Yi Huan, the author, doesn't know.

Who is the person responsible for the collapse here? Who's at the helm here now. It can't be Xi Chuyi, and it can't be Lu Yun. These two have already followed my script and lived what they thought was a good life.

Yi Huan's cold hair stood up, thinking of something impossible. For Li Chun's father, Yi Huan set him to be paranoid and black-bellied.

The only thing Yi Huan thinks is that Li Chun's story will be ridiculed by humans. But reality slapped Li Chun hard and told her to dream? I haven't been woken up yet, it's time to reorganize the world.

Yi Huan's habit of writing is to leave one clue after another in the world, so that Yi Huan can forget this world. A few years after the pit is abandoned, if you want to write it again, you will continue to write it according to these clues.

In Yi Huan's world, there is no story that cannot be written, only laziness. But now, the clues are all messed up, and Lu Huan has disappeared. The remaining clues are only fake Yi Huan, speaking of this person, it can be regarded as Yi Huan's complete view of this world.

As for the husband and wife in front of him, Yi Huan can't think of when the characters will be written.

Yi Huan stood up and walked to Bu Qingyan's cupboard, holding a white bowl. I opened the chopstick holder again and picked up a pair of silver chopsticks. Passing through the tiled roof of the earthen house, he grabbed the aluminum rod of a well and swung it up and down.

A spring of cool water spurted out on Yi Huan's face, Yi Huan picked up the dishes and chopsticks when he saw the water, washed them briefly, wiped off the water droplets on his face, and cast a clean mantra on his body and said: "What is this called, it doesn't seem to be called a well." ”

Yi Huan shook the water in his hand and walked in front of Bu Qingyan, who was eating. Scoop up a spoonful of white porridge, quickly grab a spoon, and scoop up a few spoonfuls of fried soybeans that are crispy and mouth-watering.

Yi Huan finished eating and washing the dishes, and put the dishes and chopsticks back in place. Xiang Bu Qingyan inquired: "Sister, do you know what boat can pass through Nanliu River?" ”

Bu Qingyan nibbled on the sweet persimmon and said, "You can't eat it, when your uncle comes back to run here, we will send you there." ”

Yi Huan had been anxious and walked around the house. Lu Liang came back with a fishy smell, and Yi Huan cursed himself, and he couldn't smell anything.

Bu Qingyan pointed at Yi Huan and said, "Outsiders are here, first take the smell of your body and send your little sister to Nanliu River." ”

Lu Liang looked at Yi Huan and sat on the bamboo chair. took off the straw hat on the top of his head and fanned the wind and said, "Wait a minute, I'll rest my feet." ”

Bu Qingyan took Yi Huan's hand, looked at Lu Liang, who was squinting and resting and fanning the wind, and said, "You will go to the wooden boat on the second floor, I will shake it to two meters away, you go there and wait for me." ”

Bu Qingyan took Yi Huan's hand and flew up with Yi Huan, the speed of the light spot, and there was a "instigation". Yi Huan landed on a boat, Yi Huan looked in all directions, there was no other color on this ship except red, yellow and green.

Bu Qingyan kicked his feet and flew into the air. Aim at the intersection ahead and rock the boat to the shore.

Lu Liang jumped up, took a bag of fruits and said, "Little sister, eat fruits when you're hungry, don't care about uncle." Little sister, what are you doing in Nanliu River? Haven't you heard your family talk about it? I won't let you go here. ”

Yi Huan's face was cold, and the small holes in his clothes blew in the wind. It was so cold that Yi Huan got goosebumps, Yi Huan hugged his hands and missed Yan Xiaochen and others.

The fog girl who didn't see Yi Huan shook her temper angrily. Rummaging through the whole world, there is no trace of Yi Huan.

The fog girl took the Xiangling Sword, looked for Yi Huan, and walked to the bank of a big river. The scabbard on the side of her waist pointed at the big boat, and the foggy girl thought it was Yi Huan's trace.

Spreading out his body, a cloud of white mist spread to his ship, keeping the head of the fog girl, and the Xiangling Sword also turned into a human form. Xiang Ling became smaller, sat on the head of the fog girl and said, "Float quickly." ”

Like the waves of the sea, the fog girl rolled up the white mist and rushed straight to Yi Huan's boat. The fog girl met Yi Huan here, and the Xiangling Sword jumped on Yi Huan's head. And smoke and laughter were inserted on Yi Huan's head, as a strange hairpin.

While. Bu Yihuan greeted the fog girl, and the fog girl blew herself up. Yi Huan looked at the long-standing fog, and his heart was extremely complicated for a while.

Yi Huan prayed for the Fog Girl, and the Fog Girl said with a dead man's head upside down: "Yi Huan, you disappeared for a long time, let me find it all the way." After speaking, the fog girl flew to Yi Huan's head, and a four-leaf hairpin was inserted on her head.

Yi Huan saw himself in the river, and Lu Liang and his wife also sent Yi Huan to the end of the Nanliu River. The two couples and Yi Huan got off the boat together and came to the Liuyan Loft Bridge Road, where several four-eyed dragon horned snakes passed by, intertwined with each other, as if in order to reproduce and reproduce, hundreds of snakes scared Yi Huan away.

Lu Liang glanced at it and turned his head and said, "Change the way, the old monster inside doesn't welcome us here." Little doll, you have to find the person inside in the future, and you have to find some blood-stained living creatures, and he will let him go. ”

After Yi Huan listened, the water on the soles of his feet had spread to his calves. Yi Huan tiptoed and flew into the air to summon the Xiang Spirit Sword. Yi Huan looked for the male snakes that were thriving below, dozens of them paddling, and blood stained the lake.

A bell rang, it was a Pisces ball on the waist, and the bell and mirror inside flew out. Yi Huan saw that the gifts given by others were about to fly away, and waved the Xiangling Sword in his hand, and the sword qi was frozen into an ice curved bridge.

A round man with a short head and a fat belly, wearing a paper man blue robe with wide sleeves and dark stripe prints, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and saying: "Girl, your smell doesn't belong here, a few hairpins on your head, the taste of the underworld is not enough, but it is full of aura." ”

Yi Huan was speechless at this accosting, but it was not easy to refute other people's face and said: "You translucent person, you have no life, and I envy you and you have no daughter." ”

Lu Liang glanced at the portrait in Yi Huan's hand, frowned and scratched his head and said, "I haven't seen it, my son doesn't look so good." ”

Yi Huan put away the paper roll, was snatched away by Bu Qingyan who flew in, and said: "The old lady looks, how amazing it looks to scare the old man like this." ”

Bu Qingyan carefully looked at it and sighed over and over again: "I have no regrets in this life, I see the appearance of the autumn god." ”

Yi Huan walked behind Bu Qingyan and looked at Bu Qingyan and covered his mouth and cried exaggeratedly. Grabbed the paper scroll and said, "Sister, after reading it, it's time to return it to me." ”

Yi Huan knocked his head with a scroll of paper, thinking of the past, the background of the story behind Lu Huan, set in the world after someone hung up for a thousand years. This is the underworld, where all people are the souls of the deceased, and the moment they die, the clothes on their bodies are the same as those of the dead before death, and they will not change.

This world is the territory of the underworld, and the person who controls life and death is Xi Chuyi here, the god of winter, summer, and spring in the world. Shouldn't Xi Chu be in the attic at this time? How has it changed again.

Yi Huan didn't expect that because of his own magic change, this world would be changed into a mess again. Coupled with Yan Nanyin's self-righteous adaptation, which attracted a lot of genius, this world is no longer the world controlled by the chosen ones before.

Yi Huan is going to Rusheng Pavilion (the author's hometown is called Rusheng Pavilion, it seems to be the hometown of the Republic of China, it was demolished the year before last, and the author doesn't know his grandfather's grandfather, why did he leave a box of bullets.) Just watch it.

Yi Huan was screamed, and he was so frightened that he patted his chest and said, "I'll go, I'm scared to death." ”

Bu Qingyan tiptoed close to Yi Huan's left ear, blocked it with her right hand and said, "Is the girl looking for the autumn god?" It's a pity that the kid didn't hesitate to sacrifice his life for a person who destroyed the whole village, and he also wanted to pay back the life of the scheming villain, I tell you, don't tell you. ”

Yi Huan nodded, and Bu Qingyan shouted: "I'll just say, you are the admirer of that child of the Autumn God!" As it happens, so do I. ”

Bu Qingyan hugged Yi Huan's right arm and forced Yi Huan to go, quite a scene of not knowing each other. Lu Liang, who was left alone, sighed and accepted his fate, carrying a fish taller than a person.

Step by step, I walked to the long and triangular earthen house and tiled house three meters away. Grab the big fish and jump into the air, and grab the gills with both hands.

Yi Huan, who was drinking tea inside, trembled the teacup in his hand, and all the tea in it was poured on his body.

Bu Qingyan, who arrived, was unmoved. Yi Huan cast a cleansing spell in front of him and said, "Any movement outside has caught up with the disaster in my place." ”

Bu Qingyan held her face, put a teacup in her right hand and said, "Hey! You still say this, back then, your uncle and I were preparing to appear on the stage and give the so-called heroine Li Chun a fatal blow. As a result, the protagonist ran away, and the heroine abandoned the wealth of the richest woman's daughter in the world for a little fisherwoman, and was with a greasy little fisherman. ”

Buqing Yanmu picked up a teacup, poured the water in the cup into the wooden basin and said, "You say, is it a sin." It's a pity, it's a pity that the kid is talented, and he was burdened by that family and died. Fortunately, the child had no father and no mother, and if he knew that the girl was disgusting him, he would probably kill the girl. ”

Yi Huan looked around, lay on the bamboo chair and squinted and opened his eyes, put his right hand on the pillow of his head and said, "Sister, keep talking, listen to you tell me the story here, who is that child?" And who are the girls? What do they do, they are annoying. ”

Bu Qingyan took the half-warm teacup and said, "Hey, who else is there besides the Autumn God, of course the girl is Li Chun's child." In order to save people and lose the lives of our family, we can't keep fish here, of course, because the god who created this place is Pisces, and she loves to eat fish. ”

Yi Huan sat up like a frightened corpse, crossed his hands and fingers to support his face and said: "What does that have to do with fish farming, a person likes to eat fish, so she won't let people raise it?" ”

Bu Qingyan took a sip of tea and said: "Of course not, I heard that the girl lost her father and younger brother since she was a child, both of them hate to eat fish, and she has already gone insane when she witnessed the death of the two." It's normal to be crazy to create this world at first, since that girl raised a crazy thing. ”

Yi Huan heard the loophole, this person should be the one who knew about her existence. Otherwise, you wouldn't know about it. Yi Huan asked tentatively: "What about the mad dog that the girl raised?" Something horrible happened. ”

Bu Qingyan was also tired, walked to the kitchen, fried a plate of fried soybeans, held them with both hands and said, "Come and taste it, this is the taste in my memory." ”

Bu Qingyan smelled the smell of fried chili peppers with powdered oil, pinched a few soybeans with one hand and said, "That year, the mad dog raised by that girl became bigger than the lake and flew into the sky. The people here, because of Li Chun's stupid girl, have been changed by the gods several times. ”

Bu Qingyan saw the fish flying outside the door, walked outside the door and said: "Later, the gods of heaven were angry, one of them was deprived of divine power, and the other stupid child, in order to save people, in order to avoid the punishment of the gods, went to the Rusheng Pavilion to ask another god. ”

Bu Qingyan held it behind his back with one hand, closed half of the door and said: "The child saved the girl, the father who spoke for the girl, because it was taboo to resurrect the boy, two people can't save it twice." ”

Yi Huan recalled the plot that Bu Qingyan said, as if it was the same as the plot written by Yi Huan. But the script that cooperates with a director is different. Could it be that something is going on here, even Yi Huan, the author, doesn't know.

Who is the person responsible for the collapse here? Who's at the helm here now. It can't be Xi Chuyi, and it can't be Lu Yun. These two have already followed my script and lived what they thought was a good life.

Yi Huan's cold hair stood up, thinking of something impossible. For Li Chun's father, Yi Huan set him to be paranoid and black-bellied.

The only thing Yi Huan thinks is that Li Chun's story will be ridiculed by humans. But reality slapped Li Chun hard and told her to dream? I haven't been woken up yet, it's time to reorganize the world.

Yi Huan's habit of writing is to leave one clue after another in the world, so that Yi Huan can forget this world. A few years after the pit is abandoned, if you want to write it again, you will continue to write it according to these clues.

In Yi Huan's world, there is no story that cannot be written, only laziness. But now, the clues are all messed up, and Lu Huan has disappeared. The remaining clues are only fake Yi Huan, speaking of this person, it can be regarded as Yi Huan's complete view of this world.

As for the husband and wife in front of him, Yi Huan can't think of when the characters will be written.

Yi Huan stood up and walked to Bu Qingyan's cupboard, holding a white bowl. I opened the chopstick holder again and picked up a pair of silver chopsticks. Passing through the tiled roof of the earthen house, he grabbed the aluminum rod of a well and swung it up and down.

A spring of cool water spurted out on Yi Huan's face, Yi Huan picked up the dishes and chopsticks when he saw the water, washed them briefly, wiped off the water droplets on his face, and cast a clean mantra on his body and said: "What is this called, it doesn't seem to be called a well." ”

Yi Huan shook the water in his hand and walked in front of Bu Qingyan, who was eating. Scoop up a spoonful of white porridge, quickly grab a spoon, and scoop up a few spoonfuls of fried soybeans that are crispy and mouth-watering.

Yi Huan finished eating and washing the dishes, and put the dishes and chopsticks back in place. Xiang Bu Qingyan inquired: "Sister, do you know what boat can pass through Nanliu River?" ”

Bu Qingyan nibbled on the sweet persimmon and said, "You can't eat it, when your uncle comes back to run here, we will send you there." ”

Yi Huan had been anxious and walked around the house. Lu Liang came back with a fishy smell, and Yi Huan cursed himself, and he couldn't smell anything.

Bu Qingyan pointed at Yi Huan and said, "Outsiders are here, first take the smell of your body and send your little sister to Nanliu River." ”

Lu Liang looked at Yi Huan and sat on the bamboo chair. took off the straw hat on the top of his head and fanned the wind and said, "Wait a minute, I'll rest my feet." ”

Bu Qingyan took Yi Huan's hand, looked at Lu Liang, who was squinting and resting and fanning the wind, and said, "You will go to the wooden boat on the second floor, I will shake it to two meters away, you go there and wait for me." ”

Bu Qingyan took Yi Huan's hand and flew up with Yi Huan, the speed of the light spot, and there was a "instigation". Yi Huan landed on a boat, Yi Huan looked in all directions, there was no other color on this ship except red, yellow and green.

Bu Qingyan kicked his feet and flew into the air. Aim at the intersection ahead and rock the boat to the shore.

Lu Liang jumped up, took a bag of fruits and said, "Little sister, eat fruits when you're hungry, don't care about uncle." Little sister, what are you doing in Nanliu River? Haven't you heard your family talk about it? I won't let you go here. ”

Yi Huan's face was cold, and the small holes in his clothes blew in the wind. It was so cold that Yi Huan got goosebumps, Yi Huan hugged his hands and missed Yan Xiaochen and others.

The fog girl who didn't see Yi Huan shook her temper angrily. Rummaging through the whole world, there is no trace of Yi Huan.

The fog girl took the Xiangling Sword, looked for Yi Huan, and walked to the bank of a big river. The scabbard on the side of her waist pointed at the big boat, and the foggy girl thought it was Yi Huan's trace.

Spreading out his body, a cloud of white mist spread to his ship, keeping the head of the fog girl, and the Xiangling Sword also turned into a human form. Xiang Ling became smaller, sat on the head of the fog girl and said, "Float quickly." ”

Like the waves of the sea, the fog girl rolled up the white mist and rushed straight to Yi Huan's boat. The fog girl met Yi Huan here, and the Xiangling Sword jumped on Yi Huan's head. And smoke and laughter were inserted on Yi Huan's head, as a strange hairpin.

While. Bu Yihuan greeted the fog girl, and the fog girl blew herself up. Yi Huan looked at the long-standing fog, and his heart was extremely complicated for a while.

Yi Huan prayed for the Fog Girl, and the Fog Girl said with a dead man's head upside down: "Yi Huan, you disappeared for a long time, let me find it all the way." After speaking, the fog girl flew to Yi Huan's head, and a four-leaf hairpin was inserted on her head.

Yi Huan saw himself in the river, and Lu Liang and his wife also sent Yi Huan to the end of the Nanliu River. The two couples and Yi Huan got off the boat together and came to the Liuyan Loft Bridge Road, where several four-eyed dragon horned snakes passed by, intertwined with each other, as if in order to reproduce and reproduce, hundreds of snakes scared Yi Huan away.

Lu Liang glanced at it and turned his head and said, "Change the way, the old monster inside doesn't welcome us here." Little doll, you have to find the person inside in the future, and you have to find some blood-stained living creatures, and he will let him go. ”

After Yi Huan listened, the water on the soles of his feet had spread to his calves. Yi Huan tiptoed and flew into the air to summon the Xiang Spirit Sword. Yi Huan looked for the male snakes that were thriving below, dozens of them paddling, and blood stained the lake.

A bell rang, it was a Pisces ball on the waist, and the bell and mirror inside flew out. Yi Huan saw that the gifts given by others were about to fly away, and waved the Xiangling Sword in his hand, and the sword qi was frozen into an ice curved bridge.

A round man with a short head and a fat belly, wearing a paper man blue robe with wide sleeves and dark stripe prints, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and saying: "Girl, your smell doesn't belong here, a few hairpins on your head, the taste of the underworld is not enough, but it is full of aura." ”

Yi Huan was speechless at this accosting, but it was not easy to refute other people's face and said: "You translucent person, you have no life, and I envy you and you have no daughter." ”