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The most critical person today has not yet come, Specsil, but he will come tomorrow, wait for Zhang Heng and them to make arrangements, and then let Specsil come in.

They followed Song Ying for about ten minutes, surrounded by bamboo forests, there was a parallel wooden bridge on the left, the blue lake below, and at the other end of the bridge, there was a wooden ancient house, with tables and wooden benches outside the house, as well as planted flower pots.

The foothold is also made of wood, and the lake is below, and the house is on top of the lake, separated by a layer of wooden planks.

"Wow, what a beautiful place~" Qiu Yue first sighed, although it is not like the three palaces and six courtyards in the palace, it is just an ordinary home, but the appearance is leisurely and elegant, and the environment is also quiet and comfortable.

After staying with Zhang Heng for a long time, Qiu Yue's personality has also begun to become cheerful, unlike before, when there were only one or two sentences with few words.

But to come here...... Zhang Heng's mood was very solemn, there was an indescribable feeling, a sad sigh, regret and nostalgia surging up, his heart seemed to be pressed by a stone, so dull that he couldn't speak, and his throat was a little choked.

Song Ying glanced back at Zhang Heng, pursed his lips, walked to Zhang Heng's side, and pulled his sleeve robe, so that Zhang Heng came back to his senses.

The locked brows were tightly wrinkled together, without the original tension and expectation, and there was just pathos.

This place seems to be full of memories, every breath has a familiar taste, and every scenery is a memory of the past, but this place makes him feel strange, because he has never been here, whether it is in a dream or in reality, but why, there are these feelings?

Zhang Heng took a deep breath and subconsciously touched his heart, maybe, this is your memory again, you are really an independent body, even if you are integrated with me, you still can't hide your memory, when you are still alive, you must be a very righteous person.

Zhang Heng tried his best to sort out his emotions and followed them into the house, the house was cleaned very clean, there was a study, kitchen, bedroom, and the furniture was quite comprehensive, but the question is, if no one lives here, then why is it so clean and tidy, if there are people living here, then we don't occupy the place where others sleep, and it can be seen from this room that the owner of the house is a cultivated and noble person.

"Song Ying, there should be someone living here, right?" Zhang Heng asked as he looked around.

Song Ying smiled and shook his head: "Thousands of years ago, there were people living there, now there is no one, no one has lived for thousands of years" His eyes softened, touching every home here.

"How do you know? And no one has lived in it for thousands of years, how can it be so clean? ”

"Because...... Because I have inquired, this place is indeed a thousand years old, and the reason why it is so clean is because its first owners were three young people, probably because of those three young people, this house has a spirituality, even if no one lives in it, it will be spotless."

Zhang Heng was shocked, three young people? Then he hurriedly asked, "Is it a white coat, a blue coat, and a person who often wears dark black cloth clothes?" They walk in the rivers and lakes, but they are royalty? ”

Song Ying frowned: "I don't know, I only know that it is three young people, but the relationship between these three people is very good, as for whether it is from the royal family, I don't know, but it can be seen from this room that it may be just three people who study hard together, and I haven't heard that they have anything to do."

"Okay" Zhang Heng was a little disappointed, if those three young people were the three in his dream, then everything could be explained, one of the three young people must have been when the heart was alive, and this place was where he once lived, but Song Ying's answer was not what Zhang Heng thought, this fan, or a fan.

Once they had assigned their rooms, they gathered on the wooden table outside and began to discuss.

Song Ying and Zhang Heng have one room, black and white impermanence has one room, Death and Yu Long have one room, and Qiu Yue herself has one room.

In the discussion just now, Zhang Heng didn't listen to a word, his mind was all on this scenery, next to him was the lake, just across the fence, but this scenery made people feel comfortable.

Zhang Heng sighed silently, turned around and began to discuss with them.

"If you want to draw out the drunken boy, it must be at night, and when Pursil comes tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the evening, it is estimated that there will be no pedestrians on the street, at that time, Pursil only needs to dance on the street and perform a play, and it will be fine."

"This play, you need Hataki, your cooperation" Death looked at Hataki who was listening very seriously.

Yu Long nodded, and suddenly reacted: "Me!?" Can I? ”

"Of course you can, according to the play, it will work" The Grim Reaper gave a drum and snickered again: "Actually, you can also ask Song Ying, he has also acted"

Looking at the grim reaper who was holding back a smile, Song Ying wanted to let the dog bite him.

After the discussion, Zhang Heng and the others went to the kitchen to cook together, but there was only one Qiuyue who could cook here, and the others could only fight, but even this one......

"Don't don't, it's not cut like this!" Zhang Heng was about to go down with a knife, but Qiu Yue snatched the kitchen knife, and then taught Zhang Heng how to cut vegetables.

But before it could be taught, a sound of falling water sounded from behind him.

The reason is very simple, Bai Impermanence was washing vegetables in a big bucket, and was pressed down from behind by Black Impermanence: "Black Impermanence! You bastard! Zhang Heng and Qiu Yue only saw two legs fluttering.

Death and Song Ying naturally couldn't stop, and asked them to peel the potatoes, and the peeled potatoes could cover them all with one hand.

Not to mention Yutaki, let him take care of the dishes and play with the rabbit.

"Both! To give! I! Go out! Go! Qiu Yue shouted word by word, this is the first time Qiu Yue has been angry, but this gang is getting more and more helped.

Seeing that Qiu Yue was angry, they didn't dare to speak and ran out, chatting outside about how to make Qiu Yue extinguish the fire.

But when Qiu Yue came out, their discussions were all in vain, because Qiu Yue walked out with a smile on the dishes, put all the dishes on the table, clapped her hands, and was very satisfied with her results: "Let's eat"

"Qiuyue, aren't you angry," Zhang Heng asked tentatively.

"What's there to be angry about, let's eat" Qiu Yue didn't seem to take it to heart, but she has always been like this, gentle and kind, considerate and generous, very good wife and mother, who can marry her, it is really a blessing for eight lifetimes.

Zhang Heng and they all ate very deliciously, and Qiuyue's craftsmanship was indeed very good.

After eating and drinking, I don't know who mentioned that I wanted to go to the market to see if there was anything fun, anyway, it was difficult to come out once, and I didn't act today, it didn't hurt to play, and it was okay to relax once. (To be continued.) )