"Is this the end?" Gu Mingteng said coldly.

"That's right, Childe!"

"Then why is he sick?" Listening to Ye Xundao and Gu Mingteng say in unison, the words spoken by the two at the same time were the same, as if they had memorized in advance, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and after both of them glanced at each other, they turned to the young man again.

"This night Feng Yan in order to resurrect this night Zhong Mian, he must have practiced the book of witches back then, this night of the family's perfume is the right way to go, this Mo Shiyan can write such a book, it means that it is not a good kind, I see, now it is not for the sake of saying that he is a desolate person in this dead country, because there is evidence, the book has been written, right, this since ancient times good and evil can not exist, Wan Fengyan is brought up by this night Zhong Mian, and the practice is naturally the fragrance of the right way, he wants to resurrect the night Zhong Mian, he must go to practice the witchcraft method, It must be that he has gone mad and is in a hurry, and this moss monster picks such a person, who is obsessed with whoever is deep, so now, it has become this picture of people who are not people, ghosts and ghosts, this is also the price he paid! The young man got up.

"Hey, this is just saying that this strange thing has gone, and I haven't arranged a room for you yet, I'm alone in this small shop, if there is anything that is not taken care of, please forgive the Immortal Ancestor and you!"

"It's hard work!" Ye Xun Daozi Yue Se Dao.

Early the next morning, the group packed up and went to the house that night.

"Hey, Immortal Ancestor, are you going to go to that night's house?"

"Yes! Fuqin heals! ”

"No, now you go over, I'm afraid that there is no return, this night Feng Mianzhi will become a normal person at noon, at this time you can't go out, the incense outside will not completely dissipate until noon, you just rest for a while, and it's not too late to make a hair!"

"If it's as you say, then let's wait!" Ye Xun Daozi Waner Road. He pulled a chair and sat down.

"Sit down, Gu Ergongzi!" I saw Gu Mingteng carrying the guqin on his back, standing like a pine, his eyes fixed on the street scene through the paper window. After hearing Ye Xun Daozi call himself, he slowly turned around and sat on the other side of the long chair, still silent, today he changed into a green robe covered with white tulle, from the number of times he took care of the wide sleeves and arranged his belt, it can be seen how neat he is.

"Second son Gu! I'll see Wan Fengyan's words...... You don't have to help me! Ye Xun Daozi said indifferently, but when she turned her head to Gu Mingteng and said this, she couldn't help but see a sad expression.

"Why?"

"There's no why, I think...... I just want to play the piano for him alone! This night Feng Yan loves her father very much, how could she not know, after all, she is also a person who has just lost her father, in this place that I don't know if it is in the ancient books, she misses her father's sad mood, and who to talk to, now look at this poor man who is suffering from a strange illness and obsessed with saving his father, the sorrow in his heart, she knows best.

"Why?"

"Hey, you're really, I want you not to say it when you speak, but now people want to be quiet for a while, you can ask again......" Ye Xun said.

"Why?" I saw this Gu Mingteng ask again, and looked at Ye Xun Daozi with a sideways gaze, the two looked at one by one, this is the first time that Ye Xun Daozi has seen the concern in his eyes in this cold person, it feels so gentle, like the warmth of the sun in early spring.

"Because...... You don't understand! The pain of losing your father, you may ...... I don't understand! ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Anyway, it's enough for me to stay alone! You...... Don't ask why! ”

“…… Good! ”