Zhen Ying shrunk in the corner of the bed, staring at the flowers and plants floating around with hot eyes, listening to their familiar voices in her ears, she only felt cold.

Is this the Red Mansion, or is it Liaozhai?

Is this the worst situation he has encountered, being raised by demons and monsters?

After shaking for a while, seeing that these flowers and plants showed no signs of opening their big mouths to swallow him in one gulp, he suppressed the fear in his heart a little and observed it carefully.

But they are not all flowers and plants floating around.

The four young and bewitching nurses and nurturing mothers have no signs of transformation for the time being.

And there is a black line faintly above the heads of those flowers and plants that goes straight through the sky, giving people the feeling of marionettes.

"Baoyu, Baoyu."

Listening to the call of the maids, and seeing the flowers and plants floating towards him, he gritted his teeth and boldly stretched out his hand.

He wanted to see if it was a man or some kind of flower and demon.

In front of him, before he could touch the flowers and plants, a soft touch came, blocking his hand, making it impossible for him to touch the flowers and plants visible to the naked eye.

"Baoyu, don't be afraid, we're all here."

"Baoyu, your hands are so cold."

The outstretched hand was immediately grasped, and with the sound of worry, the hand had already come to a soft environment.

The entire Zhen Mansion was alarmed.

People come and go.

Zhen Ying's hot eyes gradually recovered, and the flowers and plants floating around also turned into the familiar faces of the maids again, he secretly gritted his teeth and insisted on observing all the visitors, and found a pattern, but all the big maids with names and surnames floated in.

At this time, he already had some vague thoughts in his heart.

In the Dream of Red Mansions, those young girls with golden hairpins are said to have been born into the world by the god of flowers.

Could it be that these floating flowers and plants are not flower demons but flower gods?

This should have made him feel a lot more at ease, but the thought of the black line of the puppet made him feel at ease.

The god of flowers is fine, if it's a flower demon...... Or simply change the gods, and it will be terrifying.

Zhen Ying's mind immediately flashed through countless related novel plots.

In this anxiety, Zhen Ying's hot eyes completely cooled, and everything returned to normal.

There are no flowers and plants floating around, and there are no black lines that go straight through the sky.

Zhen Ying was very interested in 'sleeping' under the service and attention of a group of nurses and maids.

It was supposed to be a sleepless night.

But Zhen Ying's body is too small, and although he is uneasy in his heart, the sleepiness that comes with his body makes him fall asleep quickly.

Wake up the next day.

Without waiting for Zhen Ying to go to Dingxing Province in the morning and dusk, the old ladies of the Zhen family all came over, and they all cared for him one by one.

Zhen Ying coped carefully.

In the next half a month, everything in the Zhen family was no longer found abnormal, everything before seemed to be a dream, but the worry in Zhen Ying's heart did not decrease but increased, and a mysterious feeling lingered in his heart, making him understand that this place was not a good place.

Zhen Ying estimated that it was almost over, and went to see the old lady of the Zhen family, who was coquettish and stupid, and wanted to go out for a walk, but the old lady of the Zhen family couldn't hold up this fuss, so she could only agree, so that people could follow.

Out of the second gate, the maids retreated, the little maid Changsui was already waiting here, and a big man led by Chang Suizhong walked out, and smiled at Zhen Ying: "Brother, let's go to the City God Temple and come back, just now I was called by my wife to give a good order, other slaves follow the master to earn some good decent, we can only follow Bai to be beaten and scolded, just hope to be pitiful." ”

"Good brother, I know."

Zhen Ying recognized this person as Zhang Fu, the son of the wet nurse, and was the person responsible for following him, just like Jia Baoyu's brother and brother Li Gui, whether he could successfully get away today depends on whether the other party cooperates, so he also greeted him with a smile.

The group surrounded Zhen Ying out of the corner gate, the prepared carriage stopped on the side, Zhang Fu stepped forward and carried Zhen Ying into the carriage, and let a guy with the best in the previous body go up to accompany them, they took the reins of the horse, turned over and guarded the carriage slowly.

Zhen Ying lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw all kinds of stalls and endless streams of pedestrians on the street, and her mood was much better, at least the mysterious feeling did not warn again, which probably shows that without mentioning the situation of the Zhen family, this Jinling City is probably not a place where big demons raise human beings.

When the group arrived at the City God Temple, Zhen Ying worshiped the City God, went up to the tall building behind the temple, subconsciously put his hands on the pergola and looked into the distance, looked around, and the feeling of Xuan Zhi and Xuan hit his heart again, only to feel that his eyebrows were beating straight, even more than in Zhen's house, and he turned and turned before he stopped and looked at the north.

Among the four directions, only the north feels slightly better.

It is the location of Dakun Kyoto.

After going downstairs, he went out of the City God Temple, and Zhen Ying begged Zhang Fu to take him out of the north gate to go shopping and see the scenery outside the city and go back.

Zhang Fuxian refused at all, but he couldn't stand Zhen Ying's repeated beggings as a milk brother, so he still took him with him.

When she got out of the city, Zhen Ying pretended to be fascinated by the scene outside the city, and begged again and again to go around for a while, gradually moving away from the city, Zhang Fu was shocked that something was wrong, no matter what Zhen Ying said, she didn't want to go out any further, and she was about to turn around and go back to the city with her horse.

"I miss my big sister, I'm going to Kyoto to meet my big sister!"

Zhen Ying reached out and pressed Zhang Fu's hand, and said with a smile: "Good brother, you can go with me." ”

The eldest lady of the Zhen family married into the Kyoto Prince's Mansion and became the princess.

"Little Ancestor, you really want to come out one by one, don't embarrass me, go back quickly."

Zhang Fu said with a bitter face, the movements of his hands remained the same, but then he looked at Zhen Ying's small hand pressed on his hand in horror, but saw two disproportionate hands, no matter how hard his big hand tried, he couldn't break free from the shackles of Zhen Ying's small hand.

Zhen Ying smiled secretly in her heart.

This is also the root of his belief that the mysterious feeling is not an illusion, and he dares to act as a child.

Since that night, his eyes were hot, the next day he found out that he was born with divine powers!

"Master!"

Zhang Fu was horrified and stopped calling his brother.

"Good brother, you can take someone to escort me to Kyoto, I really miss my big sister."

Zhen Ying grabbed Zhang Fu's hand and begged with a smile.

"Master, don't embarrass the slaves, if you let the old lady, the master, and the wife know, the small one is that nine heads will be cut off."

Zhang Fu is usually proud of Zhen Ying's milk brother, but now he can't wait that he is not.

"What nonsense, my Zhen family has always been the most lenient in treating subordinates, and one by one is bigger than the ancestors."

Zhen Ying smiled: "You take me to Kyoto to find my eldest sister now, and if you are punished at that time, I will compensate you twice as much in the future." ”

Seeing that Zhang Fu was still shaking his head like a rattle, Zhen Ying's eyes sharpened: "If you don't take me now, I will immediately crash into death in front of you, think about it carefully, which one is more culpable?" ”

"Grandpa......"

Zhang Fu was about to cry, but still didn't nod.

He didn't believe that Zhen Ying was such a young boy at all, but if he had a good life, he would really leave his sister and sister to find death and life.

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing that the light was no longer possible, Zhen Ying immediately looked at the stunned entourage, and dragged Zhang Fu to trot into the arms of one of the big men.

"Master, don't do this."

The long-standing big man stood still, opened his hands to meet Zhen Ying's impact, and was ready to hold the little master and send him home quickly, but with a scream, a figure flew out directly, slammed into the big tree behind him, fell to the ground from the tree, covered his arms and thighs and wailed.

"To go or not?"

Zhen Ying touched the purple and gold crown of the hair on the top of her head, looked at the frightened Zhang Fu with a smile, and asked again.

"Go, go!"

Zhang Fu shouted in a trembling voice.

As the person who has been dragged by Zhen Ying's side, he can see it most clearly, when Zhen Ying dragged him to hit the long man just now, when he approached, he didn't hit it with his head, but stretched out his little hand and pressed it on the arm stretched out by the big man and directly pushed the other party out.

This divine power, if it is used on the head, and it is hit with a purple and gold crown inlaid with a bundle of hair, it is most likely to be a purple one, and a red one will come out.

Their little master is tyrannical, often saying that the word daughter is extremely noble and pure, they have a foul mouth and a foul tongue, and they must not be abrupt with these two words, but when they want to speak, they must first rinse their mouths with clear water and fragrant tea.

Now in this situation, the only reasonable explanation in his mind is that his little master is either possessed by demons, or he is the reincarnation of demons and awakened in his previous life, seeing that Zhen Ying is no longer pretending, he looks like he wants to show his true face, he has heard countless horror legends, where does he dare to face the demon body, it is naturally what Zhen Ying says.

"Good!"

Zhen Ying smiled with satisfaction, pointed to the broken elder and said to the little girl: "You accompany him back to the city, so that you can report to the old lady, the old man, and the wife, just say that I was trained before, and I have talked about the big sister countless times, this will really miss the big sister too much, go to Kyoto to see the big sister and come back, don't be surprised, don't be surprised!" ”

As he spoke, he jumped up, landed on a horse, looked around at everyone, and ordered, "You all get on your horses and go with me to Kyoto!" ”

All the elders looked at Zhang Fu.

"Listen to you!"

Under Zhen Ying's gaze, Zhang Fu's face was like earth, trembling, and he climbed on his horse's back several times, and said astringently.

"Yes!"

When the elders saw that Zhang Fu had given an order in front of them, they naturally had no objections, agreed in unison, and got on the horse one after another.

"Good brother, you lead the way! Only take the official road! ”

Zhen Ying pulled the reins and smiled: "Hurry up, go early and come back early." ”

"Yes......"

Zhang Fu gritted his teeth, drove the horse to the front, glanced at Zhen Ying, and galloped with a whip.

Zhen Ying gently patted her crotch and got off the horse, and the horse immediately ran up to keep up.

A group of long-term followers looked at each other, and they also followed one after another, leaving only the small servants to accompany the wailing long-term followers in place, and they were so anxious that they turned around.

When Zhen Ying left, the horses of the carriage were also untied and taken away, although it was not too far from the city, but they were a small person, a person with broken hands and feet, where could they go back for a while, so they could only do it there in a hurry.

When someone passed by and found that it was already time to take them back to the Zhen family, the Zhen family was once again making a fuss.

Viyan ground.

On the banks of the canal.

Two boats, one large and one small, were docked on the shore, and in the gazebo on the shore, a little girl of five or six years old was crying to an elegant middle-aged man: "Father, my daughter wants to be with you all the time. ”

"Ahem."

The elegant middle-aged man coughed weakly, and sighed: "Your father will be half a hundred years old, and there is no intention of continuing the room, and you are sick, and you are very young, there is no maternal upbringing, and there is no sister and brother support. ”

The little girl said goodbye with tears, and boarded the boat with the nurse and a few other old women.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, there are three people overlooking this side, one is a monk from Laitou, one is a person from the foot of the slope, and there is an old Taoist with a fairy wind bone.

Dozens of miles away, it seemed that it was not enough to block their sight, only to see Monk Lai Tou smiling and looking at Lao Dao: "Empty, what should I say this time?" ”

"Tuas, real person."

Lao Dao saluted respectfully to the monk Laitou and the Taoist at the foot of the slope: "The trail is drafted, Jia Yucun is returning to his old position, and Lin Daiyu abandons his father and enters Kyoto, what is it?" ”

"Wonderful!"

Monk Laitou and the Taoist on the foot of the slope glanced at each other and smiled, but then their smiles froze on their faces, and they both turned to look south, surprised.

"How so?"

"I can't take care of much, go quickly!"

When a monk spoke, there were clouds under his feet, and he had already risen into the air, and the monk waved his hand, and the empty old road was taken to the clouds, and he was about to take off the clouds.

The elegant middle-aged man who was watching his daughter go north by the river suddenly turned around and looked, and with the sound of coughing, a figure had already appeared on the top of the mountain, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Ahem, please stay."

The faces of the monk Lai Tou and the Taoist at the foot of the slope were solemn, the auspicious clouds under their feet dispersed, their bodies fell, and they stood opposite the elegant middle-aged man, and they all pronounced a Buddha trumpet.

"Amitabha."

"Amitayus."

After announcing the number and saluting, Monk Lai Tou smiled and said, "Lin Si ordered me to stop waiting, what do you have to say?" ”