It's just that Jiang Nian walked around the front hall again and again, and there were mostly some daily hospitality utensils next to it, not like it would be a treasure.

There was only a row of Duobao Pavilion by the wall, and there were a lot of things on it. Jiang Nian looked at the crystal and agate, and it seemed that everything was normal, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

Jiang Nian, who was unwilling, looked up and down the Duobao Pavilion again, but still found nothing.

Since there was no front hall, Jiang Nian looked at the nostalgic Yun Qingyang who was sitting on the chair, and walked quickly to the backyard.

As soon as he walked out of the back door of the front hall and entered the courtyard, Jiang Nian realized the power of this crystal building.

Fang is in the house, just as there is some cool shelter in the room, so that the heat from the outside does not come in.

But now that Jiang Nian is standing in this open-air courtyard, he realizes that this crystal building is a world of its own.

In this small courtyard, the trees are shady, the cool breeze is blowing, and the flowers are spoiled on the branches, which almost makes people forget that they are in the Yuandan Valley at this time.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Behind Jiang Nian, there was a light voice from the clouds.

"Master. Jiang Nian glanced back at Yun Qingyang, and then pointed to the small courtyard in front of him, "This small courtyard is so full of life......

Yun Qingyang nodded proudly, "Actually, this small courtyard is modeled after the home before I entered, and when I first came in, I was even more shocked than you." ”

"Oh, really?" Jiang Nian questioned.

Jiang Nian naturally didn't believe that Yun Qingyang would be shocked, when this Jingyinglou was playing with the little one in his hand, it was impossible for Yun Qingyang not to see that this was his small courtyard, but it was just enlarged and fell to the ground, what was there to be shocked.

And Yun Qingyang seemed to know what Jiang Nian was thinking, walked to the small flowers in the courtyard, picked one and sniffed it, and said: "I have never thought that there are only dead things here, but I never thought that the flowers and trees here are real. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian also approached the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and carefully looked at the flowers and trees here, "You didn't plant these trees? ”

Yun Qingyang shook his head, "No one has come in here before, except for me. The scene in this garden is not much different from the home of my youth. ”

Jiang Nian frowned, "So, the scenery here wasn't built with your heart's desire?"

"Hmm. Yun Qingyang nodded imperceptibly, and there was a glint of nostalgia in his eyes, "This place should have been made by the person who made this thing in the image of my family." ”

When Jiang Nian heard this, he hurriedly closed his mouth, for fear that he would ask something again.

Looking at the Master's expression, it is obvious that the creator is very familiar with him, and he may have some past.

Master's gossip is not something that the little disciples should ask.

Jiang Nian hurriedly stared at a small flower and looked hard.

"Alright, you can rest here. Take a look at what needs to be improved, and leave it to Leyi to do something. I'll go back first. Yun Qingyang's farewell was very sudden.

Before Jiang Nian could agree, he couldn't see the corner of his master's clothes.

It's no wonder that when you are so old, you suddenly see the home of your youth, and you can't help but feel sad.

It is understandable to compare the heart to the heart. Who hasn't had a time to be homesick.

Jiang Nian said in his heart.

However, for the next few days, the clouds did not appear.

Jiang Nian had no choice but to say in his heart again:

The nostalgia of middle-aged and elderly men must be added to sorrow.