After getting ready, Ding Xiaolan and the others set off together. Sitting in Vice President Yang's newly bought car.

In the passenger seat, Ding Haoran's familiar guy kept asking Yang Peng about the price and performance of the car, and he looked familiar, but he didn't call him a brother on his shoulder.

Yang Wenzhe sat in the back, closed his eyes as soon as he got in the car, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

"Wen Zhe, have you slept?" Ding Xiaolan asked Yang Wenzhe next to her softly:

"Hmm!" Yang Wenzhe didn't open his eyes, only uttered a simple syllable, and didn't want to chat.

"He's scared of the car! It should be said that he was afraid to ride in my car. Yang Peng's voice came from the front, and he glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror.

"Shut up!" Yang Wenzhe opened his eyes and glanced at Yang Peng warningly, then closed them again, and his tone was not polite at all.

Yang Peng smiled bitterly and didn't speak again.

There should be some misunderstanding between the father and son, and Yang Wenzhe's attitude towards Yang Peng seems to be hateful.

Ding Xiaolan felt that Yang Wenzhe's body beside her seemed to be very tight, and there was a faint tremor. Ding Xiaolan slowly stretched out her hand, and when she was about to touch Yang Wenzhe's hand, she hesitated, and for a moment, she still grabbed his wrist, wanting to give him a little comfort. She didn't know what he had been through, and looking at his expression, it should have been a not very pleasant past.

"I'm fine!"

Yang Wenzhe saw that it was her, turned his head and gave her a gentle smile, but Ding Xiaolan saw that there was a hint of far-fetched in his smile. The strength of his hands tightened again.

Yang Wenzhe closed his eyes again and slept quietly, his tense face and body were slightly relaxed, and a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

A few people in the car didn't know, at this time, There is a news on the road that gradually spreads: it is said that the god and ghost envoy has set off for City B, and many ghost hunters have followed to City B: some are curious about the true face of the new god and ghost envoy of Lushan, some want to try their luck to climb the relationship, some are curious about her mana, and many are curious about the treasures in her hands (I heard that she has a magical pill in her hand, eating it can increase people's mana for a thousand years, this pill is not sold, but only given to people who are destined) Some people want to try, whether they are this destined person, Of course, there are some crooked people... So there are all kinds of people with all kinds of thoughts.

On an expressway that must be passed through City B, several long convoys, lined up and connected, stopped, horns sounded one after another, although the road was not narrow, but there were many cars, so Ding Xiaolan and his party sat in Yang Peng's car, and they were also blocked on the road.

"Strange, when did there be so many cars on this road? It's not a New Year's holiday, why is it so blocked? Ding Haoran stuck his head out of the car window and looked out, the convoy in front of him didn't move, and he didn't know when it was going to be blocked.

"I've walked this road a few times, and I've never seen anything like this, what's going on?" Even Yang Peng felt a little strange.

Ding Xiaolan pouted knowingly: "Most of them should be ghost hunters." ”

"Wow! Sister, how do you know? ”

"Guess! It may not be. ”

"Huh! Sister, do you mean that they all heard that something happened in City B, so like us, they all want to rush to save people, right? Definitely! Wow! Will the small village be able to accommodate so many people then? Will there be no place to live and you will have to sleep in the mountains? ”

Ding Haoran thought of a crowded picture, like a crowded subway.

"Humph! Then they have to find out for themselves. Don't worry about where we stay, I've already arranged it. "I'm afraid I have more thoughts for Bao Dan, Ding Xiaolan sneered at those guys, as for where to live, there is a free coolie who has already gone to take the lead for them first, she is not worried.

"It's a pity that my aunt didn't come, if she did, the road wouldn't be so boring."

Ding Zhaoxiang and Ding Jumping both stayed at home to protect Ding's mother and them. Ding Haoran, an active guy, is a little boring, Yang Peng is driving, and he can't always talk to him.

In addition to Yang Peng and their sisters and brothers who were driving, there were also Niu Chengyu and Yang Wenzhe in the car, Niu Chengyu was silent, and he didn't like boys very much, so he slept in the car as soon as he got in the car. And Yang Wenzhe is getting deeper and deeper now, he has few words, and Ding Xiaolan is the only one who can speak, Ding Haoran feels that he is really lonely and lonely:

If Lord Yan is here, it won't be boring. Ding Haoran didn't know why he suddenly remembered Lan Haose, and he hadn't seen him for a long time, thinking of the scene that day, he didn't know if Lord Yan had lost his anger, it was he who was too careless that day, so he made Lord Yan make a fool of himself in front of a group of subordinates, so he left angrily, right? In hindsight, he was genuinely annoyed. So much so that now he doesn't dare to take the initiative to look for him.

Because of the traffic jam, they could have driven half a day to reach City B, but they walked for a full day, and they were flustered and short of breath in traffic jams.

When it was dark, their car arrived in City B, which was in the mountains and the road was not easy to walk, so they decided to stay in the city for a day first, and then set off for the village at dawn tomorrow.

I was thinking about finding a place to eat and rest quickly, but after asking several hotels, there were no empty rooms, and finally I found a place to stay at a farm, and they were originally going to eat. During the banquet, the shopkeeper heard them say that they did not find a place to live, so he recommended his home, and several people sat in the car all day, and they were also tired, which is undoubtedly equivalent to sending charcoal in the snow. The owner is a simple tall man, named Tao Yizhu, who looks about 30 years old, with a simple smile on his face, and the whole person looks very kind, he just charges according to the price of accommodation outside.

The environment of the farm is actually not bad, but it is relatively far from the downtown area, sparsely populated, no wonder Tao Yizhu wants to go to the downtown to attract guests, except for them, I don't see other guests. Shouldn't it? How could no one want to come to such a beautiful and elegant place?

The air at the agriturismo is nice, fresh and hearty. A three-storey small building with a simple style, standing quietly in the north of the courtyard, the small building is elegant and square, and the poetry is full of rhyme. The carvings on the eaves are delicate and beautiful. The street lamps in the courtyard are scattered and elegant.

There is also a large lake next to the farm yard, engraved with several signs, which are for guests to play and fish, the lake surface is like a big mirror, the dim light is reflected on the calm lake, reflecting the clear brightness, the breeze blows, the light on the lake surface is crumpled a little bit, suddenly, a sparkling piece is formed, dotted with countless sparkling stars, magnificent.

There is still a large peach forest on the edge of the lake, but unfortunately it is not the season for peach blossoms, otherwise it would be a beautiful 'prosperous beauty'.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate. The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”

Ding Xiaolan stood on the balcony on the second floor, taking in the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, and muttered this poem in her mouth.

"Sister, do you miss your brother-in-law?"

As soon as Ding Haoran walked out of the balcony, he heard Ding Xiaolan's voice, and the two balconies were very close to each other. You can jump over it with a single jump.

"Shut up!" The beautiful scenery of the poetic artistic conception was broken by Ding Haoran's voice, and Ding Xiaolan glanced at Ding Haoran with a grinning face angrily.

"Hee-hee-hee, did I say yes? Don't be embarrassed, I'm not laughing at you. ”

"With all this idle work here nonsense, it's better to seriously improve your mana, don't drop the chain for me halfway, I can't always pay attention to you and save you." If you're hurt, don't cry to me. ”

"Who said I didn't cultivate, I was cultivating every day, okay? I've read most of the books on space. Sister, why don't we have a fight? Look how much my mana has increased. But, sister, have you fully recovered your mana now? ”

He had heard Ding Xiaolan say that part of her mana had been sealed.

"Only a little bit recovered."

Ding Xiaolan didn't expect that the sequelae of that pill would last so long, but it didn't affect her, and there were two right-hand men in the illusion.

"Haven't recovered yet? Then I'll protect you this time. Ding Haoran patted his chest and said to Ding Xiaolan with a vow.

"Okay!"

Ding Xiaolan also readily agreed, looking at the night scene in front of her and enjoying this rare tranquility. Since she had studied spells, she had rarely had such free time and mood.

"The environment here is so good, why are there so few guests?"

Ding Haoran said Ding Xiaolan's heart, under the balcony, on the first floor, that Tao Yizhu walked by, and happened to hear Ding Haoran's words. He stood up and looked up at the two people above:

"The two guests don't know that my place only receives people who are destined. People who don't have access to small shops can't come here. "Hanhan's appearance is not meant to be a joke.

"Someone who is destined? Then your business is so weak, and there are no customers, won't you lose money? "Ding Haoran is very strange, no one comes to eat, what is the use of this farm.

"I'm not here just to make money. As long as you live comfortably. ”

"I can't imagine that Boss Tao has such an open mind, my sister and brother admire it!"

Ding Xiaolan didn't feel like these words came out of his mouth, how could he sound like a reclusive worldly master?

"Hehehe, my brother used to say that." was praised by Ding Xiaolan, Tao Yizhu scratched her head a little embarrassed.

"Your brother?"

"Yes, my brother has gone away and has not come back yet. Let's rest early for the two guests, I'm still going to be busy, and I'm out of company. ”

After speaking, Tao Yizhu nodded politely to them and walked away.

"It's really strange that this boss isn't doing business for money?"

"The world is so big, there are no wonders! Go to sleep and wake up early tomorrow. ”

After Ding Xiaolan finished speaking, she went back to the room. They are just resting for a while, and Tao Yizhu doesn't look like a bad person, so why bother to figure everything out, tomorrow when they enter the mountain, they don't know what will happen.

In the middle of the night, when Ding Xiaolan was sleeping in a daze, a voice faintly sounded in her ears: The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate. The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

The voice kept repeating this poem, Ding Xiaolan turned over and over on the bed, was completely woken up, lifted the quilt, and walked out of the balcony, she wanted to see, at night, who doesn't sleep, so elegant, chanting poetry right! I glanced around, but I didn't see half a figure. If you listen carefully, you can't hear the voice anymore, is it a dream? No, she must have heard the voice just now, this farm does reveal something strange, but she didn't find any demonic energy, it shouldn't be the devil's doing, so what could it be? Ding Xiaolan was thinking about it, something seemed to flash in the corner of her eye, Ding Xiaolan turned her head to look, and there was nothing else except the light of the street lamps reflected on the lake.

Ding Xiaolan's fingers moved slightly, and she pinched a trick in her hand and shot it into the lake, the lake shook slightly, and she regained her calm.

As soon as the cool night breeze blew, Ding Xiaolan's sleepiness was gone, so she simply went downstairs and walked to the lake to take a walk.

From below, the peach grove looks very large, with bare peach branches, criss-crossed, and the moonlight is projected from between the branches, scattering the silver light all over the ground, showing another beauty.

"I really want to see the peach blossom blossom scene, it must be beautiful."

The wind blew through the branches, and the sound of clattering was incessant, as if echoing her words.

Ding Xiaolan couldn't help but reach out and stroke the bumpy tree, and her fingertips lightly touched a piece of golden peach gum, and the peach gum fell on her palm.

The shape is very chic, Ding Xiaolan took a closer look in the moonlight, found it interesting, took it back to the room in the palm of her hand, and put it on the table at the head of the bed.

When I went out, I only added a thin coat to blow the wind, and it was cold, Ding Xiaolan hurriedly got back into the warm quilt and fell asleep again.