Terror recovery: I became the shadow of the school belle sister

"Uncle Yun, don't worry, everything is ready and has been sent to the fairy room."

"Fairy?"

Yun Tian's mouth was full of food, he slurred his speech and asked with doubts in his eyes.

"Yes, I didn't have time to tell you just now that there is another guest in my courtyard, but that guest doesn't like to make noise, and usually eats in his room."

"Why do you call him a fairy?"

"Because he is a god, he came from the sky."

"puff……"

Yun Tian spat out a mouthful of rice, and Yun Lao quickly patted him on the back.

"Silly boy, why are you in such a hurry to eat? No one will fight with you."

"Uncle, you said he came from heaven?"

"Well, yes, I'm sure."

Yun Tian wiped his mouth clean, looked at Xiaopang, and the two made eye contact, confirming that they were thinking of the same person.

"Uncle, is his name Yechen?"

"Huh? Yes, you know this person?"

After Yun Tian smoothed his breath, he sat up straight and said, "I not only know him, but also have had contacts with him. What I said, those gangsters at the foot of the mountain really overestimated themselves and dared to fight with the gods."

"Do you have friendship?"

"By coincidence, I helped him, so let me just say, uncle, I went down the mountain and did a lot of things to make Xiao Lingshan look good for us, right, benefactor Liang? Haha."

Xiaopang curled his lips, shook his head, and continued to eat.

……

The moonlight is like water, and the mountains are cool.

Yechen stood on the stone steps, facing the valley, and played the jade flute.

The air is like frost and snow, and the whole body is silver.

The fine stones and sand swirled around him with the sound of the flute.

The cold wind brought the clothes fluttering, and the temperament under the moonlight was as warm as jade, and the appearance was outstanding.

Fatty sat down on a stone step, closed his eyes, the sound of the flute was clear and distant, mellow and ethereal, just like the sounds of heaven.

Listening to it can't help but make him feel peaceful, forget the worldly boredom, and wash away all the lead.

The melody is like the waves of pines, and the wind is blowing in myriad valleys.

After finishing the song, Yechen slowly opened his eyes and said with his back to Xiaopang.

"It's you!"

Xiaopang hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "Exactly."

Yechen turned around, put the jade flute behind his back, and said with a smile, "Don't come here without any problems."

Then he walked in front of Xiaopang and sat opposite him: "I have seen you a long time ago, when I went up the mountain."

"You mean, when we watched the battle secretly?" Xiaopang and Yechen looked at each other and smiled.

"Why did you come to Xiao Lingshan? After Buhuishan left, there was no news of you."

"After I settled Dong Wu-jun, I came to the world to take a look. I experienced many big and small, thrilling things along the way, and tasted the delicacy of the world.

In this world, I am hundreds of years late. "

Yechen sighed, the moonlight reflected in his eyes, and the crystal clear light flickered.

Xiaopang guessed that he should be missing the old black crow at this moment.

Clearing his throat, he said, "That shadow of yours has been living in my house, safe and sound, and doing well."

"Thank you for taking him in for the time being. I've wandered to the point where I'll say goodbye to Elder Yun tomorrow. I'll go back to Jiangcheng and take Liu Ming away."

"Go? Where?"

"Of course it is to go back to where we should go, to receive the punishment, and to do what we should do. However, I don't regret it at all. This trip to the world is worth it."

Yechen snorted and laughed a few times, and Xiaopang also laughed.

"Where's that little guy? Tang Hao, how is he doing recently?"

"He is still the same, upright and awe-inspiring."

When Tang Hao was mentioned, the corner of Xiaopang's mouth rose again, and his eyes showed a little more approval.

"Dong Wu and I didn't misunderstand him. When Dong Wu-jun entrusted the Black Crow Clan to him, I was sure of it in my heart.

Tang Hao is a good person, and he will surely accomplish great things in the future.

Thinking about it now, getting acquainted is also a chance.

It's late at night, and it's cold outside, so I'll go back first, and tomorrow I'll say goodbye to Elder Yun directly, so I'll take a step first.

See you in Jiangcheng! "

"Um,"

Yechen stood up, turned his wrist lightly, circled the jade flute around his fingers, walked up the steps slowly, and walked towards the yard.

Xiaopang sat alone on the stone steps, looked up at the sky, Ye Chen, which star could it be from?
And which one will I end up going to?
Looking up and looking, it turned out to be hazy, a sense of drowsiness hit, the mountain seemed warm as spring.

The eyelids struggled a few times, and gradually closed...

"Mu Yuan, Mu Yuan, come here!"

In the dream, my mother was calling me.

Xiaopang stretched out his hand, and chased after Xuanji. The fiery red skirt looked extraordinarily dazzling in the warm sunlight.

His mother's smile was exclusive to him.

"Mother, I caught you! Hahaha!"

The milky chubby hugged Xuanji's thigh, raised his face and said with a smile.

"Mu Yuan is good, I'll be back soon. You have to listen to Uncle Qiyue when you leave this time."

Xiaopang nodded sensibly.

But after leaving that time in memory, when she saw her mother again, it was a cold body in Qiyue's arms.

Fatty remembered that scene, his body trembled suddenly, and the young Liang Muyuan in the dream chased him out and shouted: "Mother, don't go, don't go, you won't be able to come back after you leave, don't go this time..."

"Huchihuchi..."

Xiaopang suddenly woke up in a dream, hurriedly sat up straight, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and panted heavily.

It seems that there is a blue light passing over the forehead, fleeing to the dense branches, and disappearing in an instant.

Xiaopang gasped for breath, sat up and raised his head and shouted: "Come out! Don't hide! No one else can play this joke on me."

The sound echoed in the forest, and a few seconds later, a tree rustled leaves.

A blue light jumped from the top of the tree to the rock in front of the steps in a graceful arc.

Enveloped in a small group of blue light, it is a little monster with antlers on its head, with blue-purple hair all over its body, a touch of white between its foreheads, and silvery-white eyes with no pupils.

The body is only as big as a pastoral dog.

The little monster stared at Xiaopang, a little dissatisfied and arrogantly said: "It's really boring to be spotted by you so quickly!"

He drifted away, then bent his front legs slightly, and knelt down on the stone with a look of disdain.

"I know you will come to me in person." Xiaopang took off the Soul Eater Umbrella, put it on the stone steps and said with a smile.

"Yo, you are so confident!" Dream Moose rolled her eyes and said, then changed into a lazy posture.

"Old guy, is it fun to peep at other people's dreams?"

"I was helping you! Look at what's in your head. As expected, it's full of obsessions."

Dream Moose glanced at his beautiful and shiny left fore hoof, and said sarcastically to Xiaopang.

"I don't want to, but as soon as I close my eyes, I will have nightmares, dreaming that my mother left that time, and never stood in front of me again.

In every dream, I shouted desperately, wanting to stay but couldn't keep her.

I saw my mother leave again and again, time after time..."

Xiaopang's eyes were moist, and his voice was a little choked up. His mother's departure was a hurdle he couldn't get over.

"Do you want to relax a bit in your dream?"

Dream Moose shook the blue-purple starlight on the antlers and asked.

"You mean, oh I forgot, you are a dream elk, a dream eater."