Yun Chuyao sat in front of the door, looking at the fields in the distance, and his thoughts flew into the distance.

It has been more than two years since she died, and it was only after her death that she understood the reality of the world, that there really was a soul, that there really was a world of the dead......

And she has long accepted the fact of her death, but she still has worries in her heart, her parents, her husband, and the child who was only a few months old, so she is reluctant to return to the sea of souls.

Without her, a hairy husband, can you take care of the baby alone?

When I die, will my parents be very sad and sad, my brother is often not at home, and it is enough to take care of himself, what can they do when they are old? Who will take care of them?

The baby is still so young and has no mother, and other children have mothers, but she doesn't, will she be very sad

……

Will Song Ci get carried away with this dog thing, and find a woman to marry, what if the woman is not good to the baby? She's still so young, how pitiful it should be.

Song Ci is a dog thing, if you dare to treat the baby like this, if you want to have a chance in the next life, you have to kill him.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuyao was secretly ruthless in his heart, but he couldn't hide his sadness.

Yun Chuyao retracted his gaze and looked at the three-legged bronze tripod in front of the door, there were few embers in the tripod, and she could receive every worship of Song Ci, and at the same time, she could also feel Song Ci's deep love for her.

"This dog thing has a conscience."

She was still ruthless in her heart just now, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily rose, revealing a smile from the bottom of her heart.

But—

She quickly thought of the two walkers, who suddenly arrived yesterday and said something to her.

said that Song Ci brought her a message, saying that he missed her very much, and reassured her that she would be able to meet her soon.

These words did not make Yun Chuyao happy, but made her worried, she was not a new trick who had just died, she had been in Taoyuan Village for so long, where did she not know what kind of place this was, this was the world of the dead, the transit station of death.

It is impossible for a living person to enter this place except for death.

Song Ci won't think about it, it's been more than two years, hasn't he put it down yet? My heart is both sweet and worried.

Worried that Song Ci did something stupid, worried about what Song Ci did, leaving Nuan Nuan alone, what could she do, how pitiful she was.

Thinking of this, it made her frown even more tightly and couldn't sit still.

"This ......"

She wanted to scold, but a sadness rose in her heart, why did a good day become like this?

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao......"

At this moment, a shout came from outside, interrupting Yun Mengyao's thoughts.

She hurriedly suppressed the sadness in her heart and stood up as if nothing had happened.

The person who came was Yun Mengyao's friend Liang Siyu, who was also a student of Yun Chuyao's mother Kong Yumei, who ended her life early due to emotional problems.

And she is also more than ten years older than Yun Chuyao, but she died early, so she looks about the same age as Yun Chuyao now.

However, Yun Chuyao still respectfully called her Sister Siyu.

The reunion of the two in this Taoyuan Village is also a kind of fate, the biggest enemy of treachery is loneliness, and it is also a rare thing to have someone to talk to each other.

"Look, what is this?"

Liang Siyu was holding a roll of cloth in his hand, and his face was full of showing off.

Liang Siyu was twenty-six when she died, four years younger than Yun Chuyao when she died, she was the age of youth and beauty, her eyes were big, her cheeks were fleshy, and her pointed chin made her face a little big, but when she smiled, it was very infectious.

She was wearing a set of clothes in the style of more than ten years ago, a little rustic, but she still couldn't hide her elegant temperament, such a girl, ended her life early, it is really regrettable.

"Cloth?"

Looking at the cloth in Liang Siyu's hand, Yun Chuyao showed a puzzled look, she didn't see anything special.

"Cloth, you simply say cloth? This is Caijin, Caijin ......"

As she spoke, she threw the cloth in her hand into the air, and a rainbow appeared in the air.

The cloth shone in the air, and under the sunlight, it seemed to be constantly changing colors depending on the angle.

"Wow, that's beautiful." Yun Chuyao couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"But it cost you a lot of incense, didn't it?" Yun Chuyao couldn't help but ask.

Incense is not only the incense and candles at the time of worship, the paper money burned during the New Year's holidays, the spiritual house burned after death, the spirit child, the copper coins of ingots, etc., but also the things that contain the sustenance of the thoughts of relatives can be called incense.

In this magical Taoyuan Village, incense can conjure up anything you want, food, clothes, houses, utensils, etc., as long as you want it, you can conjure it up, of course, the premise is how much incense is consumed.

Usually creating an item that never exists, or is relatively rare, the more incense you consume, the more difficult it becomes.

"Not a lot, indeed."

Speaking of incense, the "rich woman" Liang Siyu also showed a slightly painful look.

Although Liang Siyu has passed away for decades, her parents have not forgotten her for a day, and she is also more traditional, and Liang Siyu's tablet is also enshrined at home, so not only has a large number of incense offerings during the New Year's holidays, but also on weekdays, the same incense continues, which makes her a rare "rich woman" in Taoyuan Village.

"Here's it for you." Liang Siyu rolled up the colorful brocade and stuffed it into Yun Chuyao's arms.

"Give it to me?" Yun Chuyao was a little surprised.

"You help make two clothes, one for you and one for me." Liang Siyu said with a smile.

"It's not going to work, it's too expensive." Yun Chuyao hurriedly excused himself when he heard this.

"What is precious, it is useless for me to ask for so much incense, and I like the clothes you make." Liang Siyu said with a smile.

How can it not be useful, incense can strengthen the soul and is very good for the next life.

However, hearing Liang Siyu say this, Yun Chuyao did not shirk again, the reason why Liang Siyu felt that the clothes "made" by Yun Chuyao were good-looking, not because of how good Yun Chuyao's craftsmanship was, but because Liang Siyu's vision was still stuck in decades ago, and naturally it could not compare to Yun Chuyao's knowledge.

What's more, this decade is the era of the outbreak of the Internet, and all kinds of information are as vast as cattle hair, which has increased Yun Chuyao's knowledge.

"Then I'm going to think about what kind of clothes to make."

Yun Chuyao's palm stroked over the cloth, and immediately rippled with a rainbow of light.

"Aunt Yun."

At that moment, a children's voice sounded, and the two of them followed the voice, and saw two children coming in their direction.

The two followed the prestige, and saw Tang Die and Fan Wan coming together.

Liang Siyu glanced at Yun Chuyao in some surprise.

Because of his duties, the walkers do not have much contact with the people in the village.

And because of their special status, everyone has a trace of awe for them, which naturally produces a kind of alienation and a kind of distance, so they rarely intersect with them.

But from the fact that they called Yun Chuyao Aunt Yun, the familiarity and kindness faintly revealed in their tone couldn't be concealed.

"Since Lord Walker is looking for you, there must be something, so I'll go back first." Liang Siyu said.

Yun Chuyao nodded when she heard this, she is also a smart person, and when she calmed down, she also reacted, from Song Ci to let the two walkers bring her a message, whether he had an accident or not, I am afraid it is not ordinary.

In the absence of knowing what is happening, it is natural that the less "people" know, the better, even if it is a friend.

Liang Siyu, who went back, passed by Tang Die and Fan Wan who were coming on, and Fan Wan glanced up at her.

Liang Siyu couldn't help but shudder, the walker has absolute power in Taoyuan Village, especially Fan Wan's hammer, no soul can withstand her hammer.

Tang Die came to Yun Chuyao with a small flower umbrella, and when she returned to Taoyuan Village, they returned to their original appearance.

Tang Die revealed his little face from under the umbrella and looked up at Yun Chuyao.

"Warm Mommy ......"

"Have you seen Nuan Nuan?" Yun Chuyao was surprised and delighted.