Marriage by lottery is risky

Jiang Aiguo's efficiency is very high.

When they got home, there was a new message alert on the APP, and the delivery was successful.

It's just that the amount is a bright "0".

Before leaving, Jiang Aiguo added Ye Wanting's WeChat account.

What he received along with the list was a copy sent by him on errands in the same city.

He was quite caring, and some colored parts took pictures of him separately and uploaded them from WeChat.

Jiang Aiguo: This is one of them, and the date is relatively new. There are still many left, all of which are in the warehouse. I will tidy them up.

Ye Wanting: OK, thank you.

This is equivalent to an advance payment.

This time Jiang Aiguo didn't pay any money, but he still gave them some sweetness.

He couldn't understand these materials, so he gave them generously.

When he turned to the first page, Cang Li knew why the other party was so straightforward.

Because he didn't understand either.

The text on it was very strange. If Huang Mingqi hadn't written some speculative notes next to it, they would have thought that what he wrote was a puzzle, and they needed to solve the puzzle to get the clues.

Cang Li was about to turn the next page when he suddenly heard Ye Wanting utter a few sounds.

The sound was obscure and difficult to understand, as if it came from outside the sky, with mysterious power.

Affected by that voice, Cang Li was in a trance for a moment.

He quickly woke up, looked at Ye Wanting in surprise, and suddenly his face changed slightly.

Ye Wanting propped his hands on the table, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was pale, he looked like he was going to faint at any moment.

Cangli subconsciously gave him a hand.

But just such a push, Ye Wanting lost his strength and fell down.

Cangli panicked, and quickly recovered. Fortunately, at home, he was wearing pajamas.

He helped Ye Wanting up, "Hey, Lao Ye, hello!"

Ye Wanting's eyes were closed tightly, and his brows were wrinkled, looking a little painful.

Cang Li put him on the bed with half support and half hug, checked him, and found that he was in a very mysterious state, it is not a good thing to wake him up rashly.

Cang Li withdrew his hand in a complicated mood.

Ye Wanting became like this because he read that text, he didn't know this text, it didn't belong to the world, and it didn't belong to the underworld, but Ye Wanting could recognize it.

Cang Li reached out and poked his face, "That's right, with your physique, it's impossible not to have some unknown stories."

Ye Wanting's skin was very good, white and slippery, Cang Li couldn't resist pinching it, and pinched it a few more times after pinching.

Cang Li played with his face while guarding.

After Ye Wanting uttered those few syllables, his brain suddenly felt a tingling pain, as if hundreds of needles were poking him carefully.

He saw some images.

It was still the man in black, and it was still the boy.

The difference is that there is no tenderness in the man's eyes, only a superior indifference, while the young man's eyes are more immature, wearing patched coarse cloth clothes, wearing straw sandals, his face is dirty, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

The man stood under a tree and said coldly, "You woke me up."

The young man looked at him, and looked at the still steaming red bean cake with pain in his eyes, "Then I'll treat you to eat, don't be angry."

The man turned his back, "No, you can go."

The young man immediately felt relieved, smiled very happily, and ran away holding the red bean cake, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

man:"……"

No sincerity.

The screen turns.

After about a few months, all the spring flowers withered, and the city and suburbs were all silvery white.

The snow fell extremely hard.

The man woke up from his deep sleep, suddenly startled.

Beside him, curled up a thin figure.

This boy has a pair of unforgettable eyes, the man recognized it as the boy who woke him up last time.

The man hesitated for a moment, showing his figure, and his position deviated a little, making him seem to be coming from a distance.

The boy raised his head as if feeling something, and met a face that was no different from this ice and snow, "Did I wake you up again?"

Man: "Never."

Boy: "Even if I wake you up, I have nothing to give you to eat. I have been hungry for two days."

The man didn't need to eat. He looked at the weak boy and asked, "Why don't you go home?"

"I don't have a home. The ruined temples are crowded in snowy days. I was kicked out and had nowhere to go. I searched and found that this place is warmer than other places." The young man said lightly. He looked at the man and suddenly realized, "Am I in your way?"

Before the man could speak, the boy smiled: "Don't worry, when I'm about to die, I'll go out and die."

The man looked at the eyes that were as clear as a mountain spring, and his heart moved slightly.

"What's your name?"

"no name."

"That's Ali."

Dawn will come.

"My name is Bei Yan."

"Brother Beiyan." Ali called him obediently.

Probably because of the relationship between being in charge after being named, Bei Yan took him away.

He was not a man in the world of mortals, and naturally he was penniless, but he set up a stall, and after half a day of divination, he had money to buy red bean cakes for Ali.

Bei Yan was born handsome, coupled with his out-of-this-world temperament, he attracted a lot of people with ulterior motives to inquire whether he had a wife openly or secretly.

He was deaf.

There is fruit on Bei Yan's body, but Ali can't eat this fruit. If he eats the fruit, his aura will burst through his meridians, causing him to explode and die in an instant, so he can only make money like an ordinary person to feed this whim. Picked up boy.

He also bought new clothes, wiped the dust off the young man's face, and was dazzled by the delicate facial features.

Although the facial features have not yet developed, they are already attractive enough, no wonder they need to put on mud to disguise themselves, otherwise they would have been sold to the Fengyue Pavilion.

Bei Yan thought for a while, then grabbed mud and paste it on his face.

Ali who finally wiped his face clean: "???"

Bei Yan: "Appearance is not important, safety is important."

The picture fades away.

Ye Wanting closed her eyes, feeling uneasy.

He had long recognized Ali as Cangli, and this time he saw Bei Yan's facial features clearly.

—It was himself.

Ye Wanting thought of the two flirting on the high wall.

I also remembered the cry of crying blood in my heart in front of the coffin.

He dreams of these frequently, so is Bei Yan him?

But why doesn't he remember anything?

Who is he?

Countless question marks were stuck in his heart.

"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up." Cang Li noticed the change in his breathing, but waited for a long time before he opened his eyes, so he couldn't help pinching his face and tugging.

Ye Wanting opened his eyes, looked at Cang Li, and suddenly said: "There is a shopping mall in the west of the city, and there is a shop in which the creme brulee seems to be delicious."

Cangli didn't expect him to say this first when he woke up, he was stunned, "So?"

Ye Wanting: "You call me big brother, and I'll take you there."

Cang Li: "???"

He picked up the pillow expressionlessly, and pressed it firmly against his face, "You're thinking about farting."

Ye Wanting was amused.

He didn't expect that when Cangli was still so soft before, now he seems a little bit arrogant.

Cang Li always felt something was wrong, "You just passed out, did you dream about something?"

Ye Wanting: "Yes."

Cangli asked: "What did you dream about?"

Ye Wanting: "I dreamed that you followed someone and called you brother."

Cang Li: "???"

Did Ye Wanting just break his head? !

After Ye Wanting woke up, he didn't feel any discomfort, so he continued to read the book.

Cang Li refused to let him get up, and said: "What if you still faint later? Just lie down and it will be tiring to carry you up."

Ye Wanting: "..."

There's nothing wrong with it.

Because of the sitting posture, Cang Li simply got into bed and leaned on his shoulder to watch.

Ye Wanting's fingers that turned the page paused.

Cang Li let out a "Huh", "This is turning the page? The one who translated it just now, what is it called?"

Ye Wanting: "Red bean cake."

Cang Li: "? Are you hungry?"

"No, it's called red bean cake."

"..."

From the beginning to the end, the two were silent.

Because this book has nothing to do with Taoism, it is more like daily life.

There are even go books, recipes, and methods of raising chickens and ducks.

Cang Li felt incredible, "Where did these things come from?"

Huang Mingqi went out to travel and collected all kinds of materials, but this book is really weird.

First of all, the above text may have originated from very early times. How did it get passed down?

And so far, no such fonts have appeared in historical documents.

That is, no one knows.

Jiang Aiguo didn't ask Huang Mingqi about everything.

He didn't know where Huang Mingqi got the information.

They didn't have a clue for a while, so they put it down first.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, the matter of going to Hongye Mountain has been put on the agenda after receiving other people's benefits.

But before going to Hongye Mountain, they planned to visit Jiang Aiguo's nephew's house.

Jiang Aiguo's younger brother is called Jiang Jianhua. Unlike Jiang Aiguo, their family is only well-to-do.

Jiang Jianhua has no business acumen. He opened a clothing store and made a decent living.

After getting Jiang Jianhua's address from Jiang Aiguo, they approached the door.

After Jiang Jianhua heard the story, he nodded calmly, "Then I will trouble you."

Ye Wanting keenly saw the distrust in his eyes.

It's not that I don't trust him personally, but I feel that this matter is a bit ridiculous.

Jiang Jianhua found him a pair of slippers, "What would you like to drink?"

Ye Wanting refused: "No, just leave after reading."

Jiang Jianhua: "Oh, that's fine."

Jiang Jianhua led him around the room, and laughed twice: "Actually, it's nothing. My son may be under too much pressure. He read some idle books and his mind is not clear, but my brother insists that he is possessed by evil spirits. He is a person. I’ve been doing this all my life, if you want me to tell you, there are no ghosts.”

Ye Wanting didn't reply.

Jiang Jianhua lit a cigarette, "I don't know how many kickbacks you gave him. Everything is related to evil spirits. I think he would be very disappointed if it wasn't for evil spirits."

Ye Wanting completely filtered his words and said nothing.

Cangli was amazed in his heart, everyone said that the dragon had nine sons, and the nine sons were different, it was true.

Jiang Jianhua and Jiang Aiguo are not the same kind of people at all.

Jiang Aiguo knows how to be a better person, otherwise he wouldn't have made the company so big.

Jiang Jianhua walked around briefly and came to his son Jiang Sheng's bedroom.

"Here, that's it." Jiang Jianhua pushed open the door.

Jiang Sheng wasn't there, the room was tidy and the bookshelves were full of mechanical engineering books.

There was a heavy gloom in the room.

Jiang Jianhua: "You look at the bright and majestic ones, what kind of ghosts are there? Aren't ghosts afraid of light? They can't come out under the sun."

Ye Wanting finally responded, "You're talking about vampires."

Jiang Jianhua got stuck.

At noon, when the yang energy is strong and the sun is fierce, ghosts generally avoid it.

But sometimes ghosts will still appear, otherwise those who possess and follow people would not need a celestial master, they just need to bask in the sun.

It's like shouting for the soul if you don't shout at noon, because you are afraid of hurting the soul.

You can shout at other times.

Cangli needs to open an umbrella, she is purely squeamish.

The sun makes him uncomfortable, so he needs an umbrella, but it's not impossible to go out.

Ye Wanting pasted talismans on the four walls to purify the Yin Qi, and asked, "Which area of ​​Hongye Mountain is Jiang Sheng in?"

The author has something to say: Cang Li: I used to be very sweet too [Vicissitudes of Lighting Cigarettes]

Tomorrow's update time is still nine o'clock, today is an accidental QAQ, I will definitely not stay up late.

20 bottles of Crab He Ziyin; 2 bottles of Shan Ming; 1 bottle of nutrient solution!