The Tang Mansion is heavily guarded.

Since getting Yang Ye's two works, Tang Jingtian has increased his vigilance, sent more people, and began to patrol the mansion day and night, never daring to slack off.

He had to personally intervene in any trouble.

It is a rare manuscript that contains a literary atmosphere as soon as it comes out, even if it is the entire Xiangzhou City, there are not a few pieces.

As long as the time is ripe and these two works are circulated through appropriate channels, the literary atmosphere contained in them and the value of the works themselves will be further enhanced.

The children and descendants of their Tang family will also rely on these two works to cultivate more easily and quickly.

For Yang Ye, the owner of these two works, Tang Jingtian is even more satisfied and admired in his heart.

It is definitely not easy for this teenager to be able to create a talented and literary work casually, not to mention that he is still a first-year student.

Such talent, given time, will surely be a sonic shock to the government and the opposition, and famous throughout the country!

He felt very relieved to be able to entrust his daughter to such a promising young man who was not arrogant or arrogant.

So he didn't take what his daughter brought back yesterday, or rather, he didn't want to take it to heart.

The reason why that kid said this to Yu'er must have been because he suddenly learned that his family had died and his family had been destroyed, and he blurted it out on impulse. With the appearance and identity of my family Yu'er, that kid can get it, it's too late to be happy, how can you really not want it. ”

Tang Jingtian stood at the door of the mansion, folded his hands, and secretly said confidently in his heart.

Not long after, Yang Ye carried Tang Xinyu on his back and appeared in his sight.

Tang Jingtian was shocked in his heart, hurriedly greeted him, and said, "Yang Ye, what's wrong with Yu'er?"

Before Yang Ye could speak, he heard Tang Xinyu say: "Dad, I'm fine, it's just that I sprained my foot...... They were supposed to come back alone, but Yang Ye saw it and had to carry me behind his back......"

"Huh?"

Yang Ye was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at her.

Tang Xinyu's cheeks were slightly red, and she struggled to get off his back, and said with a smile: "Yang Ye, thank you." ”

When Tang Jingtian saw this scene, he was suddenly relieved in his heart, patted Yang Ye's shoulder with a smile, and teased: "You kid, you just said those words that hurt our family Yu'er yesterday, and you can't wait to make amends today." Hahaha, but it's very good, man, you can change your mistakes, and Yu'er and I won't take it to heart. ”

"Uncle Tang, actually ......"

Yang Ye hesitated for a moment, and was about to make it clear, but heard Tang Xinyu say: "Yang Ye, didn't you say that you still have something?" Okay, you go quickly, we won't delay you." ”

"Yes, yes, Yang Ye, since you still have important things, let's do it first, I originally wanted to keep you for dinner, so let's do it next time." ”

Tang Jingtian looked at him with a smile on his face, and did not hide his satisfaction with him at all.

Yang Ye sighed secretly, turned her eyes to look at Tang Xinyu, and saw a trace of panic, a trace of fear, and a trace of begging in her eyes, as if she was afraid that he would say it in front of her father.

Say it, the three of them, all embarrassed, and there will be no room for maneuver anymore.

Tang Xinyu knew that if she didn't say it, she still had a glimmer of hope.

"Then Uncle Tang, I'll go first. ”

Yang Ye glanced at Tang Xinyu, said hello to Tang Jingtian, and then turned to leave, his tense heartstrings seemed to relax.

"Hey, Yang Ye, your package!"

Tang Xinyu saw that he didn't say it, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly showed a trace of luck in her heart.

After Yang Ye walked dozens of meters away, she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to give him the package in her hand, so she hurriedly ran over, stuffed it into his hand, and said gratefully: "Yang Ye, thank you." ”

Looking at the bright eyes of the girl in front of him, and the trace of joy in his eyes, his heart suddenly hurt.

Maybe I'm too cruel.

He didn't dare to linger any longer, picked up the package, and walked away quickly.

Tang Xinyu looked at his back as he gradually faded away, smiled slightly, and a few tears flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly disguised herself, turned around, and came to her father.

Tang Jingtian looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Yu'er, I saw that you ran quite fast just now, and your feet shouldn't be injured, right?"

"Ahh

Tang Xinyu suddenly let out a low snort, reacted, and her cheeks turned red.

She lowered her head, didn't dare to look at her father anymore, and quickly entered the house.

......

With mixed feelings, Yang Ye left the Tang Mansion and walked around the street blankly, heading towards the familiar alley.

When passing by Wang Yiwen's home, he hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door.

The wooden door opened with a "squeak", and Wang Yiwen wore a ponytail, and appeared heroically.

"Hey, Yang Ye, it's you!"

The girl looked surprised, and hurriedly opened all the doors, and said, "Come in, we've just started eating." ”

"No, I have something to do. ”

Yang Ye shook his head, smiled slightly, took out two pieces of paper from his arms, handed them to her, and said, "These are two exercises, you should be of some use, you should practice well." ”

"Exercises?"

Wang Yiwen was stunned when he heard this, his face showed a solemnity, he caught it with both hands, unfolded it and glanced at it, and suddenly his body was shocked, and he said, "Martial arts...... And it's still a high-level martial art!Yang Ye, where did you get it?"

Yang Ye smiled and didn't answer, but said, "Remember them as soon as possible, and then burn them." You just have to cultivate, don't ask too much, don't think too much, these things are my own, there will be no trouble. ”

With that, he waved his hand and walked away quickly.

Wang Yiwen walked out of the door, looking at his back disappearing into the alley in a daze, holding his hands and trembling slightly.

Yang Ye came to the burned house, looked at the ruins everywhere, thought of the dead grandmother, full of hatred, unforgettable.

"Lei Ming, grandma's fear, I will give it back to you meticulously, and it will be doubled!"

He clenched his fists, and in his eyes, there was a bitter coldness.

The materials used to make the guitar were discarded here in perfect condition, and although they were a little wet after a night of rain erosion, they dried in the sun and worked just as well.

He stood for a moment, collected the killing intent in his heart, picked up the wood, and turned to leave.

After searching the street for a while, he suddenly saw a coffin shop, which was empty, and only heard the sound of sawing wood coming from a corner.

His heart moved, and he walked over.

When I entered the store, I suddenly felt that the curtain in front of me was windless, and a cold breath came to my face.

However, when it touched his skin, it suddenly disappeared, as if nothing had just happened, just an illusion.

However, as a scribe, he naturally felt keen, not to mention that when the yin wind blew just now, the literary qi in his body was agitated, and the yin wind suddenly disappeared.

"Could it be that in this world, there are really souls and ghosts?"

He remembered that day in the Desperate Valley that he got the "Ghost Control Technique", which introduced the various ghosts in the world in a detailed manner, and also explained in detail how to enslave them and use them against the enemy.

"Although it's an evil law, but the explanation seems to make sense, go back tonight, I'll study it first, and see if I can really see ghosts. ”

He thought to himself as he looked at the coffin in the shop.

"Guest officer, do you need a coffin?"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the corner next to him.

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