Just after saying goodbye to his old friend and his descendants, Yang Xi saw that there was still enough time, and he didn't return to the small hotel, and walked aimlessly along the way.

He didn't bother to go back and eat the dog food from the two big cats!

In the past few days, just watching the two of them make love Yang Xi has seen the long needle eye!

"There's ...... Yueyang Tower?"

After walking for more than an hour, Old Ghost Yang yawned, and at a glance he saw a corner of the building that was still very conspicuous among the layers of buildings - after all, there were boxy cement buildings all around, and an ancient corner suddenly appeared, which was not conspicuous!

The cornices of Yueyang Tower are very long, and the range that extends out is also wide, and under the illumination of a piece of light, the green tiles on it are all shining.

"I don't know if I can go up and take a look......" Suddenly, on a whim, Yang Xi thought that he had nothing to do anyway, so he just went upstairs to see and learn.

In his last life, he also climbed the Yueyang Tower more than 1,000 years ago, but it was built very much in line with the characteristics of the times at that time, neither red bricks and green tiles, nor tall and majestic.

And Yueyang Tower was not very famous at that time, and no one thought about repairing this old house, so when Yang Xi climbed high to look at Yunmengze in his previous life, he accidentally stepped on a staircase......

Where is it like now, the entire Yueyang Tower is almost glowing.

Sneaking up to a small corner on the periphery of Yueyang Tower, Yang Xi carefully observed for a while, but didn't notice that there were cameras around, and no one was patrolling.

"Tsk, this building is much more complicated than before, so many corners are sticking out, how can I see the surveillance......" There are still a lot of visual blind spots Yang Lao Ghost didn't check it, maybe there was an electronic eye inside to stare at himself.

"But forget it...... Someone will clean up for me anyway......"

Muttering inexplicably, Yang Xi jumped up easily with the force of his feet, and hooked the railing on the second floor as soon as he stretched out his hand.

This is also a helpless thing, who let the first floor of Yueyang Tower be locked, and the surrounding security personnel have not relaxed, and they want to go upstairs to go to the sword!

With the arm pressed again, Yang Xi threw himself into Yueyang Tower, and the whole person fell to the ground suddenly, but it didn't stir up even a grain of dust, and it was okay to take two steps, even the wooden floor didn't let it sound.

"Good guys, it's really bright ......" As a famous tourist attraction, the decoration of Yueyang Tower is very beautiful, and there are some slight lights at night, which illuminates the surrounding carved beams and paintings and the carvings on the wall.

"This is the poem written by Li Taibai and Du Zimei?" Because the poems engraved on the wall are really eye-catching and famous, Yang Xi also took a closer look.

The two poems are arranged not far apart, but the styles are very different, and the descriptions are not at all different.

"It's all very well written. Yang Xi touched his chin and sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity that I'm far from them, if I can live for a hundred more years, I guess I can get to know these two with my own eyes." ”

The era of Yang Lao Ghost was in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and you could touch the tail of the Northern and Southern Dynasties when you went forward, and you could touch the head of Zhenguan Shengshi when you went back, and it was really not fate with the two great writers who were in the Kaiyuan Tianbao - there was a difference of more than 100 years, and at that time, the ashes of Yang Lao Ghost could be taken to the two of them!

"Alas, Li Taibai is also really free-spirited, but I don't seem to have heard of him succeeding in cultivation......"

"But if you live to this level, you can become an immortal without cultivating. ”

Turning his head, Yang Xi saw another article, which was the famous "The Story of Yueyang Tower".

However, he glanced at it a few times, didn't express any thoughts, and looked at it with a different picture behind his back.

After seeing what he was interested in, Yang Xi stepped on the stairs and slowly walked upstairs.

Yueyang Building has a total of three floors, so Yang Lao Ghost walked for a while, read a few attached poems and songs, and found that he had nowhere to go.

"No," shook his head a little dissatisfied, Yang Xi said, "The building should be built higher, so that it is more convenient to see the mountains or the water, right?"

Anyway, the current Yueyang Building is also one of the eighteen bends of the mountain road compared to the previous one, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about changing it!

Not everyone is like themselves, they are an old ghost who has been mixed up since ancient times, and they happened to have been to play on the Yueyang Tower in the past......

"But looking at Dongting Lake from here at night, I feel like there's something about it. Boredom leaned on the railing on the outer edge, and the night breeze whistled on his face, blowing Yang Xi's hair that grew to a shawl and flew wildly.

Under the moonlight, the surface of Dongting Lake in the distance is as calm as a mirror, but also as cold as ice, and there is great power hidden in the silence.

"I should have brought some wine! How can there be no wine at this time!" Yang Xi sighed suddenly, changed his position and lay on the railing, scooped back his messy hair, turned his head to a dark corner and asked, "Did you bring wine?"

......

The existence asked in the corner didn't give Yang Xi a response, which made Yang Lao Ghost a little embarrassed, "Don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're there!"

"You've been with me for so long, and you won't even give me a drink...... Are you embarrassed?!"

“...... When did you find out?" After a long silence, a person came out of the corner, dressed in a night suit, with a face full of vicissitudes of life, and a bulging waist bag, probably a lot of guys.

"I found out a long time ago, I'm not blind...... Yang Xi rubbed his face and said, "Since the moment I went out, I felt that someone was following, and besides, so many of you stared at me together, it made me uncomfortable......

"By the way, you're official, right?"

"Yes!" The man probably felt that he had been exposed, and he no longer restrained his breath and actions, and replied to Yang Xi with great momentum, "I am the leader of the Yueyang Branch of the Special Security Group, and I came here today to ......."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Old Ghost Yang immediately interrupted the man's tirade, his expression was helpless, "I have treated you as if you didn't exist for so long, and now I called you out to ask if you brought wine...... Didn't let you introduce yourself!"

"Let's get back to the point – do you have any wine?"

“...... No!" Guozi face shook his head.

They were very excited when they received the news that the key observers had entered Yueyang, and they transferred a group of people out overnight, almost turning over the entire Yueyang, and only then did they find Yang Xi's traces.

Then he finally squatted out of the door, and several waves of people were secretly following, thinking about what he was going to do, and finally choosing a good opportunity to communicate with him.

It's just that their branch has only been established for a few days, and although Chen Ming knows that the experience they have accumulated before has been passed on, most of them still fail to accept the "truth" of this world for a while, and they don't have a correct concept of the monk's ability, and they still treat him with the method of dealing with their former enemies.

And Yang Xi's slippery hands are enough to be called a yellow eel, how can he not find the movements of these people? Wandering around in Yueyang City is also boring and teasing with them.

Now that I've had enough of sneaking around with people, it's just time to talk and play in a different way.