For the current Chen Gaoyang, his so-called girlfriend is like a flash in the pan, and if it is gone, it will be gone, as if it has never appeared.

The girlfriend who has been with him for many years has just left him a name, which is simply ridiculous.

It's weird, but it's also weird.

In the dark, Tu Xiaoan smelled a hint of treachery.

"Can I come to your house as a guest?"

Suddenly, Tu Xiaoan said such a sentence.

"My family?" Chen Gaoyang was stunned, there was no reason to refuse, the other party helped him twice, and nodded in agreement.

Tu Xiaoan asked suspiciously: "Are you like this, can you find your way home?"

The corner of Chen Gaoyang's mouth arced: "Isn't there such a sentence, a blind man is blind, but his heart is not blind, how can he not find the way home?"

As soon as these words came out, Tu Xiaoan took a deep look at him and thought deeply of his words.

How many people are not blind in their eyes, but their hearts have long been blind.

He couldn't help but think of a wicked joke.

A fool stole the beggar's wallet, and was seen by the blind man, and the dumb man roared, which frightened the deaf man, and the camel stepped forward, and the lame man flew up, and the madman said: Everyone should be reasonable, and the convict should take him to the Public Safety Expert Bureau, and the pockmarked man said, look at my face.

It's a very inexplicable joke, but listen to it with your heart.

Subsequently, Chen Gaoyang led the way, but Tu Xiaoan didn't help him, didn't make a sound, and followed silently.

He stumbled, often hitting walls, but surprisingly, the path under his feet was very distinct, and the two of them walked very slowly, very slowly.

But in the end, Chen Gaoyang took Tu Xiao'an to an old residential area, and after a deep alley, a courtyard house that looked almost centuries old appeared.

"This is my home"

Chen Gaoyang's footsteps stopped abruptly, and Tu Xiao'an was convinced.

He couldn't see anything, but in fact, everything was imprinted in his heart, no more, no less, impartially, he happened to be standing in front of his own door.

"Please come in, this house hasn't had a guest for a long, long time"

Chen Gaoyang made an invitation, the threshold was in front, and he lifted his foot and stepped over.

Tu Xiaoan didn't follow up for the first time, standing outside and standing still, looking at the exquisite and rustic courtyard in front of him, the dark door of the house, and the shiny door cymbals, like a Ming and Qing dynasty building.

In contemporary times, such antique courtyard houses are almost invisible.

This residential area forms a stark contrast with the bustling scene outside, turning around and looking around, the old people chatting under the old locust tree, chasing the naughty children, and the slightly hoarse shouts of buying and selling from far and near

It's so beautiful, so dreamy, quietly, he thought he had traveled through time.

I didn't expect that there was still such a quaint place in Wencheng.

After a few glances, Tu Xiao'an stepped over the high threshold, and as soon as he entered it, the boxy courtyard was carved with the remnants of wind erosion, which was simple but endlessly stretched along the central axis.

It exudes a rich historical atmosphere like a treasure box of incense, and retains the old time in the cracks and tiles of the bricks.

Being able to live in such a courtyard house now is much more refreshing than those luxurious villas.

"This courtyard house in my family has been passed down to my generation and is already the eighth generation" Chen Gaoyang's voice sounded faintly: "This courtyard house has existed for a long time in the Ming and Qing dynasties"

Tu Xiaoan took a few good looks: "If you can have such a courtyard, then your family must have been a big family."

However, when this sentence was said, Tu Xiaoan felt a little abrupt, because now the huge courtyard is empty.

There is not a trace of human breath.

"Rich but three generations and poor but five clothes" Chen Gaoyang said lightly: "There is prosperity and decline, once my grandmother said that this courtyard house lived in more than 30 people of the Chen family, but in the nineties, only my grandmother and the little me were left."

"When I grow up and my grandmother is gone, I'll be left alone."

"No, it's just me and my girlfriend," Chen Gaoyang finally added.

His eyebrows and the bridge of his nose under his sunglasses seemed to be full of sadness, but fortunately his eyes couldn't see it, otherwise he would live here alone, it would be too big and the space would be swampy.

Tu Xiaoan listened to his words and didn't reply, Chen Gaoyang seemed to have not found someone to speak to for a long time.

Now talk about it slowly and leisurely, tell the story of this courtyard, and Tu Xiao listens quietly.

This kind of architecture is very new to him, and it seems that he has only seen it on TV before.

The ancient courtyard house is like a stone history book, recording the bits and pieces of I don't know how many people.

Those people are gone, and it preserves memories for all.

Appreciating, listening, suddenly, Tu Xiaoan frowned, slowly closed his eyes, and sniffed at the air with his tall nose, smelling a rich historical atmosphere, as well as an extraordinary spirit atmosphere.

Right!

Tu Xiao'an suddenly opened his eyes, and the eyes of the demon were shining.

He sensed the spirit of the spirit in this historic courtyard.

It was the remnants of awakened creatures, and the rich breath that lasted for a long time.

Chen Gaoyang said that his girlfriend disappeared from his world overnight, and he was worried about whether something had happened to her.

Today, there is the breath of awakened creatures in this courtyard, and this aura is still very strong.

It should belong to the second level of awakened creatures.

Could it be that his girlfriend was poisoned by an awakened creature?

So why is Chen Gaoyang so good.

No, Tu Xiaoan has experienced a lot of unbelievable things, and he thought of another bizarre possibility.

His eyes suddenly looked at Chen Gaoyang, he held his cane, and the pestle was in a daze in the courtyard.

I don't know when, he didn't speak, turned into a daze, wearing sunglasses, it was difficult for people to see if he was in a daze.

But Tu Xiaoan felt at a glance that he was in a daze, like a piece of wood, motionless, stuck in some kind of memory

Tu Xiaoan quietly walked to Chen Gaoyang's side, did not make a sound, but stretched out a finger and gently touched his forehead on his sunglasses.

"Give me a shroud in consciousness, and the picture is presented"

This trick was once used by Tu Xiaoan on the snake fetus woman Shu Yao, and you can see what the party is thinking at this time.

At the same time, Tu Xiaoan also closed his eyes to empathize.

Huo Ran

It was as dark as ink, and he seemed to have fallen into the dark abyss all of a sudden, Tu Xiaoan frowned slightly, he didn't see anything, there was no picture.

At this moment, Tu Xiaoan suddenly realized that for a born blind man, where did he come from.

Everything he has can only be perceived, and he can only be imagined by himself.

It is said that a naturally blind person is dark even when he dreams, but he can dream of hearing sounds.

It is difficult for normal people to understand what the world in his mind is like when a person is born blind and cannot see anything, such as those people and things, those animals and plants, those houses and cars, and so on

It must all be up to my imagination.

In the world of the blind, there is no dazzling neon, there is no red, yellow, blue, green, blue, blue, purple, they only have one color, then black, black as ink.

No matter how beautiful and colorful the world is, only black accompanies them.

(End of chapter)