"Huh? What, he's your grandfather! Zhang Ling frowned, and immediately showed a thoughtful expression.

Looking at the change in Zhang Ling's expression, with Zhou Yi's understanding of Zhang Ling, he believed that Zhang Ling should have discovered something.

But as soon as Zhou Yi saw that he was still standing next to Ye Bin's mother Xiaohe, he understood and said, "Well, your grandfather looks a little like my master." ”

Hearing the word "master", Ye Bin's mother, Xiaohe, was quite curious and jokingly asked: "Master?" Are you learning art now? ”

Zhou Yi smiled and replied: "It's not that I learned from my master, my father is a barefoot doctor, and my father and Zhang Ling's father are all orphans picked up by my father, and they were brought up by my father, and after having my father and them, my father treated them as if they were his own sons, not only raised them, but also taught them a lot of skills.

Until Zhang Ling and I were born, my master taught us these again, although there is no blood relationship between us and my father, but we have always been our grandfather, but a few years ago, my grandfather suddenly died,

Zhang Ling is reluctant, so he often sees things and thinks about people, once he sees people and things similar to his master, he will stop and watch for a while, don't look at Zhang Ling, who usually doesn't talk much, but he is very emotional. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Yi's expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

Ye Bin's mother, Xiaohe, saw the changes in Zhou Yi's words and expressions, and also knew that she had lost her words, so she no longer investigated whether this painting really looked like their master, but immediately comforted: "People can't be resurrected after death, you two mourn and change, after all, your master loves you so much, and I don't want to see you like this." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yi squeezed out a smile very reluctantly, walked to Zhang Ling's side and pulled Zhang Ling, came to Xiaohe's side, and asked, "Auntie, keep walking." ”

Looking at the changes on Zhou Yi's face, for a while, Cao Yun and Ye Bin didn't know whether Zhou Yi was really sad or fake sad, because they didn't dare to touch his moldy head, they had to follow Ye Bin's mother and paced forward.

Only Zhang Ling glanced at Zhou Yi meaningfully, looking at Zhou Yi's eyes and wandering appearance, Zhang Ling seemed to have words choked in his throat, but it was not easy to blurt out.

When Zhou Yi noticed Zhang Ling's gaze, he tilted his head slightly, and after giving Zhang Ling a relieved smile, he gradually came back to his senses.

Zhang Ling shook his head, sighed and ignored it, but only Zhang Ling knew whether the sadness was true or false.

Following in the footsteps of Ye Bin's mother Xiaohe, when the group came to the garden, they looked at the crisp young grass and lush flowers in the garden, which almost made everyone forget the current season.

Cao Yun was very curious about the scene in front of him, so he quietly rubbed beside Ye Bin and asked, "Hey, Ye Bin is in autumn, the grass in other places should be dead, why is your grass still green?" ”

"Oh, this, this community is a piece of my family's real estate, it is said that because the environment was good at that time, my grandfather pre-left this place in advance, my grandmother likes green, my grandfather specially renovated all the grass near this house, and replaced it with evergreen Taiwanese grass in all seasons." Ye Bin said flatly.

It's really poverty that limits imagination, and there is still evergreen grass in all seasons, and just because I like it, I replant the grass and replant it, and it's really capricious, especially looking at Ye Bin's bland appearance when he talks about it, Cao Yun can't help but sigh "It's good to be rich".

Cao Yun walked left and right, admiring Ye Bin's mother Xiaohe, and the gathering place arranged for them.

Ye Bin was pulled by his mother Xiaohe beside him, chatting and chatting, it seemed that he missed Ye Bin very much, for fear that he would run away again.

Zhou Yi was very quiet, so he stood firmly in place and looked at Zhang Ling quietly.

At this time, Zhang Ling's eyes were condensed, staring closely at an area outside the garden, motionless.

Suddenly, Zhang Ling squatted down suddenly, and when he was pretending to tie his shoes, he quickly buckled a clod of soil from the ground, stuffed it into his hand, and after getting up, he was ready to walk towards the area he was staring at just now.

Seeing Zhang Ling's series of movements, Zhou Yi immediately had a certain conjecture in his heart, stepped behind Zhang Ling in a few steps, reached out and grabbed Zhang Ling's arm, preventing him from moving forward.

Zhang Ling was not curious about Zhou Yi's actions, after all, he has been a brother for more than ten years, and he grew up together since childhood, and both of them know each other well, and he must have attracted Zhou Yi's attention for his abnormal behavior of looking at paintings before.

It's just that because the timing is not right, Zhang Ling didn't take the initiative to explain, and Zhou Yi didn't ask, but when he was observing things just now, Zhang Ling was too focused, and with the movements in his hands, Zhou Yi had no choice but to lean over.

While grabbing Zhang Ling's arm, Zhou Yi immediately asked, "Why, who is so anxious to find out whose soul?" ”

Zhang Ling glanced around to make sure that no one was staring at them, and then he said slowly: "I saw Ye Bin's grandfather, Ye Yuanzheng's soul, not only the soul, but also the seven spirits. ”

"What? Three souls and seven spirits separated? Zhou Yi was very surprised and said, "But isn't the soul unable to leave the body for a long time, once it exceeds seven days, the soul should go to the underworld to report, why is it still staying on it, and it will be a few years?" ”

Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "It's not that the three souls and the seven spirits are separated, it's that the three souls and seven spirits are completely divided into ten parts, and they are hovering around this house." ”

Hearing the words, Zhou Yi almost couldn't suppress his voice and shouted, "What? ”。 Zhou Yi's eyes widened and his mouth widened, as if waiting for Zhang Ling to explain the joking words.

Zhang Ling was silent, closed his eyes and nodded silently.

At this point, it is not difficult for Zhou Yi to understand why when Zhang Ling arrived at Ye Bin's house, he suddenly stopped at the door and watched for a long time without entering the door, and paid so much attention to Ye Bin's grandfather, Ye Yuanzheng's portrait in the corridor.

It's just that Zhou Yi really can't understand how Ye Yuanzheng's soul, three souls and seven spirits have been completely dispersed, how can he persist for so many years.

It's no wonder that Zhang Ling is so anxious, and he wants to find Ye Yuanzheng's soul to ask clearly, but a few of their guests, without knowing the host, suddenly disappeared at the master's house, which is somewhat unreasonable.

Zhou Yi glanced at the clod of soil that Zhang Ling was holding tightly in his hand, and then calmed Zhang Ling and asked him to wait for a while, and then walked towards Ye Bin's mother and son.

Zhou Yi came to Ye Bin's mother and son, first praised Ye Bin's mother for how beautiful and well maintained, and then said that he had never seen such a beautiful garden before, and was ready to take Zhang Ling and Cao Yun for a stroll, trying to ask Ye Bin's mother for permission.