In fact, I hope that Uncle Xin can give Aunt Xin a good explanation, because Aunt Xin is not the kind of unreasonable person, and if it was who was in Uncle Xin's situation at that time, I am afraid I can't think of a better way to solve this matter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Whether Uncle Xin fakes his death or not, he must leave Xin Yi's side, and then he will not expose the secret that Xin Yi is a sky fox. Of course, he can choose to confess the truth.

But what is the truth? He is a fox demon, and his daughter is also a fox demon! How does this make Aunt Xin, who is an ordinary woman, accept? Undoubtedly, a double whammy.

But not then than now. Now, with the passage of time, the situation of Xinyi is nothing to say. It's just a pity, who would have thought that Aunt Xin had actually noticed some and was stronger than we thought?

It's just a pity, and it's irreparable after all. I only hope that they can resolve the misunderstanding and have a moment to cherish.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at Xin Yi's sleeping room, if I could, I really hope that she can wake up and face a happy reunion after all.

And I turned around and found Uncle Xin looking at me. Maybe I was there, and he couldn't say anything, so he gave me a look.

No matter how I know, after all, it is some problems between husband and wife, and now that the atmosphere has eased, Aunt Xin has also put on her own attitude, and she is willing to listen to Uncle Xin's explanation. I was embarrassed to be here again, so I said that I wanted to go and see the situation of Xinyi, and left here.

Entering the room, Xin Yi was asleep as always. I don't know if I sensed some of my parents' situation, but I found that her expression was slightly sad. I sat down next to her and stroked her face with some pity. I whispered it all in her ear, and I was sure she could hear it.

It's dusk, and there is still some residual warmth from today's warm sun. And as I spoke, Xin Yi didn't know when his expression had eased. This made me feel a little better, and I couldn't help but push the wheelchair out of another room, picked up Xin Yi on the bed, and wanted to push her out to feel the sunset and breeze of this spring.

In my days, I often pushed Xin Yi out like this. It's okay to walk around Wangxian Village, but she followed me back then, and now I'm pushing her, and I don't know when it will be my bridge to her hand, so I'm just walking normally.

Some happiness is a luxury for me. However, thinking that Xin Yi was about to wake up, Uncle Xin was so sure that my mood couldn't help but be slightly excited.

For me pushing Xin Yi out for a walk, the people in Wangxian Village have long been used to it, and no one has said anything. Maybe Xin Yi has been sleeping here for a long time, and there are demon hunters who will ask with concern when Xin Yi is likely to wake up. Just a simple greeting is enough to move me, after all, across the distance between humans and demons, the opposition between demon hunters and demon clans, to have such a greeting, it seems that people can smell a precious smell of hope.

I wish the world eternal peace, there are no heroes, only ordinary people. Because there are no more troubled times, there is no longer a need for heroes. And just like that, ordinary happiness is really no longer anyone's luxury, right?

Thinking about it, the sunset has faded. I helped Xin Yi tuck the blanket on his body, and the smell of moss marks on the wildflowers, grass, and bluestone slabs came from the wind. Su Ling didn't know when she came to my side, she had been practicing martial arts all afternoon, there were still beads of sweat on her forehead, she couldn't help but smile when she saw me pushing Xin Yi, and happily said by my side how happy she was today.

The days of Wangxian Village are actually peaceful and satisfying, who would have thought that maybe in less than a year, many people here will have to use blood to complete the protection?

When I returned to the courtyard, it was already starry. I carefully carried Xin Yi back to the bed and covered her with the quilt. Su Ling was busy going to Zhang Luo for some chores. Aunt Xin and Uncle Xin went to the room to talk in detail, but they haven't come out yet, and everything they need to take care of Xin Yi tonight will be handed over to Su Ling.

After a simple dinner, Tina came to me to report some matters in Wangxian Village, and there was nothing special about it, but with this different sacrifice, everyone's entry became much faster. Tina was happy about it, but I wasn't very happy. Because I know that under Providence, all changes have a cause, and this should be a natural ascension before the storm, which means that the storm is near.

But in what form it will break out, and what form the battle will take place, I can't guess. For a while, I was worried.

Tina, who was as smart as Tina, naturally sensed that I was not in a good mood, and she did not intend to comfort her, but ended the conversation as soon as possible and said goodbye. She may think that I am worried about Aunt Xin and Uncle Xin's affairs, or maybe her status as my sister has been making her deliberately let me forge the strong psychology that I face all the problems. She believes that as a head of the family, she needs this ability.

I have no intention of telling anyone about this matter, unless Emperor Tong may be able to empathize here, but unfortunately Emperor Tong has already left Wangxian Village, and he uses an extreme way to improve himself and never let himself stay. Perhaps, he occasionally told me that killing more demons now, maybe a few fewer demon hunters will die in the future.

This cold-faced guy has always been arrogant to the demon hunters in the village, and in fact he cares about their lives more than I do.

The boredom could not be relieved, and I didn't want my emotions to be passed on to Xin Yi, who was sleeping in bed, so I walked out of the house, believing that Xin Yi could feel all my emotions even if he was asleep.

At this time, the courtyard was quiet, only occasionally Su Ling's busy voice would reach my ears, I listened attentively, but I didn't hear any loud noise in the house where Uncle Xin and Aunt Xin were, which made me feel slightly relieved.

I just wanted to ease my mind, so I walked around the courtyard casually. Even though it was already spring, the night breeze was still slightly cool, I put my hands in my pockets, my heart was heavy, all kinds of messy things were intertwined, not to mention feeling the coolness of the night breeze, and I didn't even notice that I had unconsciously walked into the backyard that I rarely set foot in on weekdays.

What brought me back to my senses was the low voice of speech in the courtyard, and the small light of the incense candles burning and dancing. I stopped, saw the strange and memorable back, took out a cigarette and leaned against the tree, and smoked silently.

Inexplicably, my memory is vague and clear, but I still remember that the same thing happened that night, right? This lonely and mysterious Aunt Yun seems to be talking to people in the courtyard alone, and seems to be talking to herself. At the time, it really scared me, and even if my spiritual sense is not very good today, I can still sense that there are at least seven or eight spirits floating in this backyard, and Aunt Yun is talking to them. It's just that at that time, how could I know these things when I was young? Knowing this, will you be scared?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh and sigh at the wonder of fate. In fact, fear comes from the unknown, when you know something, you will slowly treat it with a normal heart, and you don't feel that there is anything to make a fuss about.

These spirits are not lonely ghosts, but some deceased old people in Wangxian Village, for various reasons, have not yet entered reincarnation, just because of the separation of yin and yang, they will never appear in the village on weekdays, so as not to collide. And this life has passed, it is really not appropriate to participate in the disturbances of the world, how can the deceased people of Wangxian Village not know? They will appear in my courtyard today, what means should Aunt Yun use to attract them, right?

Aunt Yun must have noticed my arrival, but this time she didn't mean to expel me, she was still communicating with these spirits in a low voice, but in the end, I belonged to the current head of Wangxian Village, and these spirits also noticed me, out of the taboo of yin and yang, these spirits quickly dispersed.

"Are you here for me? Your presence has scared away my guests. "Aunt Yun never looked back, I could tell from her slightly sideways face that she was not wearing a mask now, and that side face was still so beautiful, like a middle-aged woman as before, as if the years were extraordinarily kind to her, and I couldn't bear to leave marks on her face.

"I know you don't like to be disturbed, I didn't mean to come here. As for these, I wasn't scared away. Wangxian Village has its own mausoleum, which is where they stay, there is an old man who guards the tomb on weekdays, they only like to communicate with him without taboos, and do not like to have too much contact with the younger generations in the village, they also understand before death, and should not be involved in cause and effect after death. "I told Aunt Yun something about Wangxian Village.

But I don't know if Aunt Yun doesn't like to listen to me talk nonsense, so she doesn't pay attention to me at all, and just cares about cleaning up the incense candles in front of her.

I looked at her, and I really felt that she was full of mystery, and when she came before, she brought a small luggage, could it be that she filled these incense candles? I didn't know anything before, but now I can recognize that this is definitely a good incense candle used to worship ghosts and gods. The more this is the case, the more curious it becomes.

What was her experience like? You have to wear a mask when facing people, but you have to be calm with ghosts. I don't like to talk nonsense with people, but I like to whisper to the ghost at night. If it weren't for an extraordinary experience, how could she behave like this?

I'm curious, but because of her personality, I don't dare to ask too much about anything? She quickly gathered up everything in front of her, stood up, and had no intention of turning back to talk to me.

I don't force it anymore, at least she still talked to me more tonight, unlike in the afternoon when she just let me eat a closed door.

However, unexpectedly, I thought she would go back to the room naturally, but she said to me inexplicably: "It's good here, there are no lonely ghosts, and there are no resentful ghosts." A great place for peace and quiet. But of course, how could there be those things in the last breathing place of the demon hunters? It's a joke. ”

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