As soon as he thought of Song Mengmeng and Chashan Liu, Yang Fusang's heart returned to a worry-free place, and there was that time.

When he got up, he saw that the jade slave and Taoist Li on the back mountain were busy picking peach blossoms, so he left a handwritten letter and quietly left the courtyard of the jade slave's house.

Stepping on a small cloud, blowing a unique breeze in the sky, Yang Fusang soon arrived at Xianxiang Mo. Since that day after the Yun family and the old witch of the Feng family fought, they have never returned to Moshang, and I don't know what has become of it.

For tens of thousands of years, people's hearts have been changing, not to mention these dead things-like scenery, think about it, this fairy town can't escape!

Yang Fusang on the head of the clouds, with the interest of Xunsong Mengmeng and Chashan Liu, but he was afraid of meeting the old man Yunwu, so he stood in the head of the cloud and never went down.

Even after many years, the past between himself and Yunwu can't be waved, and it can't be erased, although he saw Yunwu in the world a hundred years ago, although he was very free and easy at that time, now, standing on the cloud head on Mo, Yang Fusang feels that this step can't go down, thinking about it, this is the appearance of the wind and clouds, but in fact, it is the old place, and it can't be said clearly.

Some things pass as soon as you grit your teeth, and this is the case with the clouds.

Yang Fusang gritted his teeth and got off the clouds.

Illusory dressed as a Mo Shang, a red cardigan coat, a lotus-colored knee-length jacket on the outside, a pair of cloth shoes embroidered with butterflies in the same red on his feet, and long black hair on the top of his head with half a branch holding it, if you don't look at the face, you will know which girl is on Mo to go out to play.

Yang Fusang is very satisfied with his own outfit, and once he enters the sea of people, he will not be recognized unless he is familiar with it. Thinking about this Mo carefully, there are only a few people who recognize themselves! The Feng family has no heir, and the old woman of the Feng family is also crazy, Yun Wu of the Yun family will definitely know himself, for the sake of unnecessary embarrassment and trouble, just meet him.

In this way, there are only six fat people left in Chashan, and Song Mengmeng, I don't know if the six fat fat in Chashan have succeeded in reducing meat and meat, and Song Mengmeng, what is happening to this brother who has always regarded himself as his own sister?

Yang Fusang returned to his home first, and the place was not what he had just moved into. Originally, the courtyard of the younger brother of the Yun family was still theirs, and it looked much bigger than before, Yang Fusang walked to the door of the Yun Mansion and glanced at the plaque in front of the door, and the golden words really corresponded to the master's character.

Yun Zejun, the head of this family, was the younger brother of the head of the Yun family, Yun Wu's uncle, Xu Yun Wu pulled him to build a courtyard here, and achieved a deep affection between him and Tong Niang.

Standing in front of Yun Zejun's courtyard, Yang Fusang was thinking about this man, but a voice came from behind him.

"Little Sang'er?"

The person called Xiao Sang'er, all the fingers can be counted, Tong Niang is now in the clan, Aunt Chashan lives on the other side of the mountain, and the rest can appear at the door of Yun's house, only Yun Zejun is Yun, Yang Fusang was thinking about whether to turn around, Yun Zejun appeared in front of her, "Go in and sit!"

Yun Zejun's hand had already made a gesture of invitation, which made Yang Fusang unable to retreat, so he followed Yun Zejun into the courtyard.

"You don't have to worry, I won't tell the master. ”

Hearing this, Yang Fusang's heart was half relieved, Yun Zejun's favorite was Yun Wu before, and he was also the elder who most hoped that Yun Wu and his two could be together, he would be called Yun Wu Xiaowu'er before, but this would be the head of the family, how many things happened in this to be like this.

"Little Sang'er, no, I should call your patriarch. Yun Zejun, who was walking in front, turned around and talked to Yang Fusang.

Yang Fusang pulled out of his memories at this time, "Uncle Zejun is polite, Tong Niang is half of my mother, you and Tong Niang are also husband and wife who have performed the gift of heaven and earth, reasoning, it is not an exaggeration for me to call you uncle, as for the patriarch, forget it! You still call me Xiao Sang'er!"

Hearing Tong Niang's name, Yun Zejun's eyes showed a touch of sadness, but there was a lot of remorse, "It's all my fault, if I had sharper eyes and a more ruthless heart, you and the head of the family would have been together, and there would have been no later incidents, Chaoyun her, she would not have done anything wrong, and she would not have died." ”

Once something happens, there is no possibility of saving, just like the cloth on the loom, once missed, it will not be able to continue before and after, not to mention marriage, and the help of several families.

Yang Fusang was not optimistic about this Yun Zejun before, just because he liked Tong Niang, but he was a flowery person. Tong Niang is dead, but her Aunt Tong is still alive.

That day, after Tong Niang waved the sword to kill herself, the soul naturally wanted to return to the place, and Tong Niang's place was the Sangyang clan, she was the marriage of Yang Fusang's mother, and also the nurse of Yang Fusang, the three elders saw that she was loyal to the Lord, so she placed her soul on a fairy grass, a few years ago, Aunt Tong turned into a human form, and she has been staying in the clan.

For everything outside, Yang Fusang didn't want to disturb her and let her cultivate well.

Those of us who were born with immortal wombs, how many calamities have already been calculated, and only after experiencing it will we be more determined. Yang Fusang looked at Yun Zejun, he didn't take him to the main hall to sit down and drink tea, but took her to a courtyard.

The name of the courtyard is called Chaoping, and there are many mulberry trees planted in the courtyard, looking at the year, it should have been planted for a long time.

Since entering the courtyard, Yun Zejun did not speak, but looked at every corner affectionately, touched the objects inside, and saw that although this courtyard was uninhabited, it was still very clean.

After walking around the courtyard, Yun Zejun led Yang Fusang into the house inside.

In the house, there is a bed on the left and a right side, a dresser, and a wardrobe, this room is composed of three rooms, in addition to the two rooms just now, above the middle room, there are two main seats, and the lower one is the guest seat.

Yun Zejun and Yang Fusang sat in the guest seats in the opposite direction, and after sitting down, Yun Zejun spoke.

"This yard was renovated after I married Chaoyun, Chaoping, she took it, she hopes that you will be safe, and the mulberry trees in the courtyard are also planted by her for you, she knows that you are a Fusang tree, not a mulberry tree, but she still wants to plant so many mulberry trees, how much she hopes that you are her daughter, I am also stupid, she loves you so much, but let her choose one between me and you. ”

Seeing Yun Zejun with tears in his eyes, Yang Fusang was also very sad in his heart, how many people's hearts were hurt by a pot of wine back then, and how many people were harmed, God missed many fates for a god-given fate.

"In this house, Chaoyun also prepared a bed for you, she always said that you would come back, she would come back, but after a long time, you still didn't come back, until Yunwu's son was born, she still believed that you would come back, but you ······" Speaking of affection, Yun Zejun's eyes couldn't hide love and longing for a long time. "If you don't come back, if you don't come back, she will wait for the little mulberry saplings in the courtyard to become a big tree, little Sang'er, what about your heart? Could it be that being the patriarch is a heart of stone, that day, she waved her sword and killed herself, why don't you save her, you are the patriarch of the Sangyang clan, why don't you save her?"

Yun Zejun's face was full of tears, and the face that attracted flowers and butterflies in the past cried into a ball, and he no longer had the handsome appearance he had back then.

Yang Fusang got up and walked out of the house, leaving Yun Zejun alone.

Yun Zejun is like this today, he expressed his thoughts and love for Tong Niang, and also expressed the white-eyed wolf side of Yang Fusang, he said a lot of things Tong Niang did for Xiao Sang'er, just to let her think of a way to save Tong Niang. The Sangyang clan is the head of the grass and trees in the world, holding the plants and trees of the four seas and eight wildernesses, and controlling thousands of plants and trees in the Six Realms.

Standing in the courtyard, Yang Fusang looked at the mulberry tree that had been covered with a slim cover, muttered a few words in his heart, cast a spell and picked a leaf, and left two poems on it, "Thousands of companions belong to Tongzhong, swing the sword to break the seal, the soul is floating back to the body, and the fairy grass is accompanied by the clan." "I cast a spell and sent it to Yun Zejun in the house.

Yang Fusang raised her feet and walked out of the cloud house, at this time she knew how much damage she brought to Tong Niang after she disappeared, and she never thought that her willfulness would bring a lot of harm to the people who loved her, this is a bad place, she has to go.

Behind the cloud house, is the home of Yang Fusang, these years have passed, the former hillside is much higher, this is probably a small presentation of the vicissitudes of life!

The courtyard of her house was intact, Yang Fusang thought of Yun Zejun just now, she didn't feel anything, and when she pushed open the courtyard gate of the wooden fence, she heard a bright man's voice.

"Teacher, what you said is not right, although tens of millions of years have passed since the Great War of Shooting the Sun, in the final analysis, every major war has its own interests and suffers, it is undeniable that it is the Sangyang clan because of this war, the position of the patriarch who passed on the male but not the female to the current female patriarch, I have to suspect that this is the conspiracy of the elders of the Sangyang clan. ”

Yang Fusang, who was eavesdropping in the courtyard, smiled, sat in the pavilion next to him, and listened quietly to the movements inside. No one cares about the truth, but more about other things that were derived from this incident.

Why didn't she expect that the hut where she and Tong Niang lived back then would become a school on Moshang, maybe, it was because she Yang Fusang was the first to ascend to become an immortal light!" I don't know what kind of person their teacher is?" "The talent of the teacher is very important, otherwise these little earth immortals will not be able to fly up on their own treasure land, and they will not be blind to their own land."

"Zhu Manzi's opinion is worth reading carefully, this shooting war with the sun, the Sangyang clan has suffered heavy losses, how many lives have been paid by the whole clan, which clan or which head of the family will let more than half of the family die?"

"I think that among you who will become the head of the family in the future, you will not sacrifice your own people like this! The most precious thing in this world is the life of your own people, the more people there are, the more opportunities there are, he can still rely on him if he can't do it, this is society! Okay, it's a bit far, let's go back to the topic just now, just now Zhu Manzi said that the Sangyang clan was benefited, as far as I know, the Sangyang clan and the patriarch are destined by God, and the current patriarch is not only the patriarch is a woman, there is also a man in the clan, but the man died during the shooting of the sun. ”

"In other words, this patriarch is also the person who was appointed by the heavens?" a woman's voice appeared in the class.

"Yes, so Zhu Manzi's inference just now is wrong, those elders of the Sangyang clan are just greedy for the position of the patriarch, and they are unwilling to go into the hands of the female baby, so what does it matter about this woman! From ancient times to the present, how many women are also famous in the annals of history, the queen mother of the West Heaven, the Nuwa who created people, are not all women, we must respect women, women are the same as men. ”

"Yes, the teacher is right. The woman just now seemed to applaud in agreement.

After the woman finished speaking, someone asked later, "Teacher, what kind of person is the patriarch of the Sangyang clan, God?" I heard my father say that we tree clans were not earth immortals in the first place, but later returned to the Sangyang clan, what is going on?"