According to the grocery store owner's prompt, if you want to find No. 24, you must first find a thousand-year-old locust tree, and the two of them continue along this street.

The streets are still full of people, but these people are like people in the virtual world, and they walk lightly, with a tendency to be blown down by the wind.

"This street is very weird, I don't understand why Yuan Jingsheng's office is here?"

"He is a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, and the mysterious Taoism, exorcism, and demon subjugation in Chinese legends should be no problem, so how could he choose an ordinary place?"

"That's right, are you familiar with Yuan Jingsheng?"

"In the early years, Grandma Yang studied art with his master, and I only met him, but he didn't seem to be very willing to help me, and he had already seen all the blood that had happened in me. He also told me that he only helped morality. ”

"Just like the grocery store owner said, there are not many people who can walk to No. 24 Guyin Street, since Yuan Jingsheng can tell you the address, it proves that he will help you."

"Well, Grandma Yang also told me that Yuan Jingsheng is the only person who can help me."

A man ran over in a panic, shouting as he ran: "Oh no, there is a collapse ahead." ”

Sure enough, the sky in front of me seemed to fall, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the big smoke carried a tendency to flood the street.

The world under their feet tilted, and their bodies swayed with it, like two uncontrollable balls, rolling apart, but their hands caught in time.

"Xiyan, don't let go."

Lin Shanye leaned towards her with all his might, and in order to prevent the two from separating, he pressed her body with his arms and hugged her tightly.

"How can this place collapse? What should I do, Shan Ye? ”

"It's okay, it will pass, don't be afraid with me."

Luo Xiyan pressed her face tightly to her chest, even if the end of the world came, she could be in his arms, even if she died, she would be happy. This was what she had in mind before, and what she thought now.

When the old feelings rolled in like the flooding of the Yangtze River, she couldn't control her hot cells, and let out a dreamy sentence: "Shanye, you obviously love me so much, why don't you stick to me to the end, why do you fall in love with Meng Xiaoxiao?" ”

Lin Shanye's mood was the same as obviously hers, his chest rose and fell like a tide, and all the tenderness erupted in his eyes. He put his lips close to her, wanting to prove with his actions that this love has always been there, and the mountains and the sky are together!

In his eyes, she saw an expectant self, to hell with Mrs. Yin! If it is really a combination of mountains and mountains now, then she has only one hope: to turn into ashes with Lin Shanye.

"Xiyan, I ......"

His lips were getting closer, and she could already feel the heat on his lips, and the moment that should have been wonderful was rewritten.

The collapsed ground had spread, and their bodies had sunk sharply together, as if in a deep well, damp and dark on both sides, could this be the rhythm of hell?

"Shan Ye, do you remember our previous agreement?"

"The mountains are edgeless, the heavens and the earth are combined."

"The mountains are edgeless, the heavens and the earth are combined."

When they sank to the bottom, their bodies stopped sinking, and their vision brightened.

This is also a wonderful moment, because they saw a unique sky at the same time, green trees, flowers, competing for beauty, bees flying and butterflies, and most importantly, there is an old locust tree with a crooked neck! The trunk was thick, and the branches stretched out in all directions, and it was evident from its dense growth rings that it had experienced a thousand years of wind and rain, and was looking at the embarrassed visitor with a look of unspoken prophet.

"Millennial Ancient Acacia? So we're on the 24th? ”

The expressions of the two people were attracted and they hurriedly stood up, but except for this thousand-year-old acacia, they couldn't find a house at all, where was No. 24?

The two men looked at each other, looking for the entrance to the 24th. A patch of green caught their eye, with a three-dimensional effect, and the shade of the trees on both sides opened a path.

"This is the entrance, go."

Lin Shanye took her hand, and sure enough, she didn't go far, and she saw a small courtyard crawling with wisteria, and the door sign said No. 24 Guyin Street, and the door plaque of the small courtyard was also very poetic - Streamer Pavilion, I didn't think that Yuan Jingsheng's office was like a fairyland?

When they knocked on the door, they saw a snow-white owl standing on the wall, pure in color, with small semicircular brown markings on the lower half, like strings of small letters. Its overall temperament looks like a mortal elf. But its golden eyes were sharp, as if to say that if you want to come in, you must leave the money to buy the road.

I don't know if the owl is female, or because the sharpshooter is too charismatic, but when he reaches for his friendly fingers, its eyes are noticeably softened, and there are some slight squints.

"Elf, I have important business to do with your master, will you let us in?"

Sure enough, after the little guy flapped his wings, the courtyard door opened.