no one knows better than me

Zhuang Qingliu immediately asked: "What?"

Mei Hualan turned to her and said seriously: "The fairy in the painting."

A shadow flashed across Pei Xuan's face, and Mei Siji repeated: "The fairy in the painting?!"

Many people with high morals and high prestige in the fairy sect are called "so-and-so fairy", or "so-and-so fairy", this is because they are all cultivated in the human body, or can ascend to become a fairy, similarly, the fairy in this painting It is called a fairy because although it is a painted body, it also possesses the power of resentful spirits that can ascend.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago in the ancient Xiang Kingdom, there was a guard with superb martial arts skills in a small town. He was upright and brave. A small wild flower.So at that time, a wine seller at the gate of the city had fallen in love with him for a long time, and later invited a matchmaker to marry him.

The marriage was settled very smoothly, but at that time they were married according to the orders of their parents and the words of the matchmaker, so before they got married, the two of them had never met in private.But the bad thing is that on the day of their wedding, war broke out on the border, and the guard received the order in the street, turned around and left.

It is reasonable for the two of them to be considered polite at this time, but before the guard left, he lightly rode his horse by the side of the sedan chair and said, "Wait for him to come back".

Therefore, the woman began to wait heartily from the night of guarding the bridal chamber alone, and served the guard's parents until the two elders passed away within a short period of one year. She has been guarding the lintel for nearly ten years, but she still has not waited for another letter.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help but interjected: "...Isn't this the plot of Wang Baochuan? This girl has been waiting?"

Mei Hualan looked down at her slightly at this moment: "The person I really like will wait for a long time."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

I always feel that this person's sudden tone...is talking about love.

Mei Hualan didn't pause for long, and continued to look back and said: "Actually, the guard at that time was brave and good at fighting. Set foot in the old city of my hometown, and in the fourth year after leaving, I sent someone to take my wife to the new house for reunion."

"Wait, I took my wife to reunite in the fourth year, so who is still obsessed with the old city?!" Mei Siji asked hastily.

It turned out that the general had a trusted lieutenant general. From the time he left his hometown to go to war, he was entrusted with all the trivial matters around him, such as sending and receiving family letters. The portrait he sent was secretly replaced by his own sister, so that when the general sent him to pick up people in the old city, his sister completely took over the magpie's nest.

Mei Siji was dumbfounded when he heard this: "It's still okay? Why did he do this?"

"Because this deputy general's family was once implicated in the imprisoning of important officials of the imperial court, the whole family was sent as slaves and became the lowest class of people. He himself was not capable enough. In order to get out of slavery, clear the family's grievances, and let the younger generation take off the shackles, he just I can rely on the general's illustrious military exploits. Another point is that the court official who implicated the general's family was a distant relative of the general's wife."

I don't know how many years later, because the general has always felt guilty and pity for his wife, he hung a portrait of her on the wall of his study, facing each other every day, but he never gave up. The wine girl, on the night when she found out the truth and came to her door, she was secretly killed by the lieutenant general's sister with a bowl of poisoned wine.

The woman shed blood and tears because of hatred and resentment before she died, and the extremely cold ghost entered the painting, watching the two people singing in harmony all day long in the painting.And the face of the woman in the painting is also quietly changing day by day. When the complete change is complete, the vicious woman who pretended to be a fake and killed the woman disappeared into this world out of thin air.

Immediately after that, the woman who sold wine, who had cultivated spirituality, presented the general in a dream with a painted body, and told him the whole story. The appearance of his real wife.

And after he finished reading it, the portrait of the woman on the scroll and the wraith slowly dissipated together, but the remaining blank scroll turned into something ominous.In the hundreds of years that have been passed down to the world, it is rumored that whoever is painted on this scroll will run into the painting. Because the spiritual power of this painting itself is stronger than that of many immortal monks, it is named "the fairy in the painting". ".

Zhuang Qingliu also couldn't believe it: "The story is very sad, but——this is too powerful...The fairy in the painting kills people? Dimensionality reduction attacks? Is this okay??"

Mei Siji was not ashamed to ask: "What is dimensionality reduction?"

"...It's not important." What's important is that cultivating immortals doesn't require teaching the Basic Law?Zhuang Qingliu turned around and asked Mei Hualan, "Is the fairy tale in this painting true or false?"

Mei Hualan said: "Really. I subdued it."

She paused and said: "It once involved me in the painting, but for some reason, it released it on its own initiative."

Zhuang Qingliu's view of science began to shatter: "...what principle?"

Mei Hualan looked at her, and suddenly raised her hand to wave a censer at the corner of the table. After looking down for a while, the censer seemed to be scattered by her in some way. When she looked carefully, it turned into countless fine powders of spiritual light. After that, it was worn on her clothes like a painting.

"That painting has spirit, and it can be done." Mei Hualan pursed her lips, looked down at Zhuang Qingliu's hands fumbling in front of her, and said succinctly.

Zhuang Qingliu felt that the incense burner had become a bit oblate, but it had really changed from a three-dimensional to a flat surface. After touching it around, she withdrew her hand and asked, "That person... can also dissipate like this? "

Mei Hualan didn't know what she thought of because of her words, after a moment of silence, her breath changed obviously, and she took a deep look: "Yes."

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to feel it, raised his eyes slightly for a moment, and then continued to ask: "What will happen to the person included in the painting?"

"Generally, it is its offering. As long as it is willing to let people go, people can come out. If it is not willing, this person will completely disappear from this world."

Zhuang Qingliu frowned: "Wouldn't it be too easy for the person who got this scroll to kill someone? Just sit at home and draw?"

"Of course not." Mei Hualan suddenly reached out and stroked her eyebrows, "Except for it finding offerings to suck people in, if you want to paint on it like killing people, you have to cultivate to suppress it."

Just like the formation, the essence of being effective is because the person who drew the formation poured his own spiritual power, rather than drawing a certain figure, it is called a formation.

Therefore, Pei Xuan's cultivation is not as good as that of Sect Master Pei, so he can only do it while he is retreating. Most people's cultivation will be unstable when their minds are injured and their souls are agitated, that is to say, when the law is the weakest.

Zhuang Qingliu thought that this old man, Mrs. Pei, didn't sound very good, and there was a high probability that he would never come back. Before, he always said that the natal lamp was still on, but now that he thought about it, he probably hadn't finished digesting the fairy in the painting, or maybe there was only One foot is gone.

She raised her eyes and asked Mei Hualan: "How did you know..."

"The Wraith of the Immortal in the Painting can hardly be completely destroyed. After I subdued it before, I pressed it under the spiritual mountain at home. I just sent an interrogation to Xiaohan, and it was confirmed that it was lost half a year ago." Mei Hualan glanced at it. He glanced at Pei Xuan.

The four spiritual mountains of the Mei family are called Siguniang Mountains. There are many evil things that have been suppressed below for hundreds of years, so there are many suppression magic circles, and they will definitely not let them escape by themselves-so they can only be suppressed by others. steal.

And with Pei Xuan's identity, it won't be too difficult to get in and out of the Mei Family's Immortal Mansion, and those magic circles are used to prevent evil spirits from actively running out, and they won't be too defensive to prevent people from entering. When it was released to Mei's house, it was stolen secretly.Thinking about Mei Hualan's magic talisman for help when he was in Xuanzhou, it's not surprising that he could find an excuse to get one from many Mei family disciples.

Zhuang Qingliu also looked at Pei Xuan for a moment, and asked: "The whereabouts of the fairy in the painting, can you find it now?"

Mei Hualan said in a low voice: "The things I subdue will leave a ray of spiritual power on them, and Xiaohan has already sent someone to look for them." After she finished speaking, she suddenly said to Zhuang Qingliu, "It's in a place we've been to, guess what? Guess?"

Zhuang Qingliu said instantly: "Xuanzhou Pei Mansion!"

Mei Hualan smiled lightly and nodded.

It's almost needless to guess, according to Pei Xuan's vengeful temperament, this painting of Pei Qi being slowly swallowed up to die, he must hang it in the burnt old house of Pei's mansion, so that dozens of resentful souls who died in vain can see it with their own eyes of.

"Thank you, Mr. Duanzhu." Steward Pei immediately turned around, and also ordered someone to send a message as soon as possible, and rushed to the Pei Mansion in Xuanzhou.

Zhuang Qingliu blinked suddenly, and said along the way: "Since the painting is in the Pei Mansion in Xuanzhou, where should the more than 1000 Pei family disciples be?"

Pei Xuan's dark eyes fell on them, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Even if you can guess their whereabouts, what can you do?"

Zhuang Qingliu felt a little uncomfortable. It was very simple. They were all surnamed Pei. In a world with spells and spells, people of the same bloodline could do a lot of magic tricks. Obviously, Pei Xuan had been preparing for many years. Something weird was holding those people together.

She glanced up and down at Pei Xuan, and suddenly asked: "You should have stayed in the Pei family's fairy mansion and never left. If you want to wait for the rabbit, then Duanzhujun and I were in Xuanzhou at that time. You didn't burn it - so the imposter 'Young Zheng Zhao' is yours, right?"

Pei Xuan raised his eyebrows carelessly: "Master Zhuang is really smart." His tone seemed to be treacherous, but he said meaningfully, "It's a pity that I guessed it too late."

Zhuang Qingliu reacted calmly, thinking that what he was referring to... should be the head taken away by the fake Zheng Zhao.

"The purpose of your sending a fake Zheng Zhao...it's too troublesome, so I'll just call him Zheng Zhao." Zhuang Qingliu said quickly, "The purpose of your sending Zheng Zhao to wait in Xuanzhou is to lead us to the tomb. Here, you witnessed and discovered the things that the Pei family cursed themselves to solve, and then went to the Pei family’s fairy mansion to be your pawn to testify... Well, it’s not a discovery, after all, it was said from Zheng Zhao’s mouth. It must be considered that you have carefully arranged it."

"And the owner of that head, Mr. Fei, originally wanted to block the Mei family's fairy ship to intercept me. This will definitely prevent the two of us from reaching the Pei family's fairy mansion, and disrupt your plan."

"So your man, that is, the young Zheng Zhao also led him to the tomb. Ordinary monks would not be too careful about dealing with walking corpses, so the evil spirit that suddenly appeared in it and killed him was also entered by Zheng Zhao. of."

Zhuang Qingliu said: "But Zheng Zhao took the opportunity to kill Mr. Fei, and he was afraid that Mr. Duanzhu and I would become suspicious, so he pulled out his tongue and took his head?"

Pei Xuan suddenly looked up and down Zhuang Qingliu very strangely for a long time, seemed to find something, squinted and said: "So you don't remember the past."

His tone was not questioning, but a very positive statement.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." I really don't know where it suddenly leaked like a tornado.

Pei Huang smiled suddenly, with a strange light in his eyes, and stared at Mei Hualan: "So you didn't tell her that the half-blood demon named Fei went there to block her, not for the purpose of crying and pestering her. "

He licked Zhuang Qingliu with his eyes like a poisonous snake, and said word by word: "He wants to use himself as a sacrifice to nail you back to where you came from."

Zhuang Qingliu frowned lightly, what do you mean?That person surnamed Fei has such a big enmity with her?Would you rather sacrifice yourself to offer...a sacrifice than nail her back to where she came from?Doesn't that mean to kill her again?

"Don't think too much, there are so many inexplicable people in this world." Mei Hualan suddenly took Zhuang Qingliu's hands and shook them lightly, then glanced coldly at Pei Xuan.

The expression on Pei Xuan's face came alive inexplicably: "Is it inexplicable? It may not be long before Duan Zhujun, who is so bright and full of moonlight, will be able to see this sacrifice with his own eyes."

"..." Although I don't know what it is, it sounds a little powerful.

And it meant that the person surnamed Fei originally planned to use himself as a sacrifice, but he didn't expect that his head would be beheaded in the end.

Although Zhuang Qingliu had been a bit numb since he came here, he lowered his eyes and asked with a headache: "You took that head away just to make a... what sacrifice?"

Pei Xuan said: "Since the one surnamed Fei just happened to be delivered to the door, there is no need to use it in vain—and I would like to thank Young Master Zhuang for offering the head, so that I don't have to work too hard on other things."

Zhuang Qingliu pinched his brows and asked: "Then more than 1000 people were also included by you?"

"I put a curse on those people." Pei Xuan looked at her expression, and finally said, "I have cursed others all day long, and it's time for them to taste it themselves."

Zhuang Liu's eyebrows jumped slightly: "What curse?"

Pei Xuan glanced at her indifferently: "Curse of symbiosis, I live with them, I die and they are buried with them, and I bleed and they collapse."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu looked at his bleeding left arm without anything to say, feeling that the place where more than 1000 people were trapped might burst into a blue lake.

Pei Xuan raised his eyebrows again and said: "There are more than 1000 people who are sacrificial offerings. You are the chief priest. They are half-lived now, but after that they will live and you will die, and they will die and you will live."

Butler Pei and Mei Siji, who had been speechless for a while, changed their expressions.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly got a little angry: "Why are you messing around like this? Is your family's affairs really related to me? This is still tied up forever? Should I sell iron pots professionally in the future?"

"To see if Young Master Zhuang is still as righteous as before." Pei Xuan sized her up and said, "On both sides, only one side can survive, you—or a thousand decent people."

The air seemed to be extremely stagnant. After a long silence, Zhuang Qingliu said expressionlessly, "Is this your last move?"

Pei Xuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "How is it?"

Zhuang Qingliu nodded and clapped his hands: "Sect Master Pei is indeed a mad dog."

Pei Xuan seemed to be scolded and laughed by her suddenly, and laughed a few times: "Don't dare to be, dare not be, Young Master Zhuang back then..."

There seemed to be a flash of light and shadow in the air, Pei Xuan's voice stopped abruptly, and then his eyes fixed on Zhuang Qingliu's side, motionless, as if he had died suddenly.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately turned her head... As a result, she saw Mei Hualan suddenly pull out a head - the head of Mr. Fei!

That head was changed by her...in advance!

The atmosphere in the cave suddenly turned, and several people remained silent for a long time.

Mei Hualan is usually "very difficult to mess with", which means she has no deep meaning on the surface, but it is difficult for her to be aroused emotionally.For such a long time today, except for the few times when Zhuang Qingliu was "bitten", she had been silently listening to Pei Xuan's words until she made sure that he had finished speaking, and then gave her a knowing blow.

It directly shattered his strength and smile.

Follow your pride all the way, and finally give you a look.

So she used some method early in the morning to judge that the ragged boy was full of nonsense.So he deliberately sold a loophole, and pretended to contact Mei Xiaohan to investigate, and did a good job face to face, so that the ragged boy thought that he had carefully arranged, and had already fooled him, allowing him to take the fake head that was quietly replaced Go, and wait silently to see what he is going to do.

Zhuang Qingliu felt that as long as he lived for one day, he shouldn't play tricks with this person, because he might die after playing.

Mei Hualan broke the silence by herself, and stared at Pei Xuan condescendingly: "Seventeen people, seventeen places."

Zhuang Qingliu: "Huh?"

"That day at the inn, those people who went out for the second time." Mei Hualan said succinctly, "There are seventeen in total, his people."

"You mean those people took more than 1000 Pei family members to seventeen places?" Zhuang Qingliu asked quickly, "Not together?"

Mei Hualan nodded, stretched out her hand suddenly, and took out the map from Zhuang Qingliu's arms without asking. Then she reached out and marked seventeen points in the phantom in the air. Handed it to Butler Pei.

Pei Xuan froze on the ground.

Mr. Duanzhu didn't care about human rights, and engaged in eavesdropping at will. The seventeen people that day were followed by her spirit crane, and none of them was missed.

After a while, the corners of Pei Xuan's mouth seemed to move: "None of the 320 people had clean hands. Isn't it ridiculous to save them?"

"Little Sect Master Pei, you seem to have made a mistake." Mei Siji became lively and taunted him sharply, "Living is your family's business, and death is also your family's business. We and Senior Zhuang just washed away the matter. Your family is the only one who is ridiculous about the dirty water you splashed!"

Butler Pei's expression seemed a bit unspeakable, but he pretended not to hear and immediately turned around and walked out quickly with the map in his hand.

Pei Xuan tightly closed his eyes, and stared at Zhuang Qingliu indifferently: "If Meihualan didn't help you, I'm really curious how you would choose this time."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed happily, and raised his eyebrows at him: "I chose to kill you, anyway, they will die if you die, they will die, and they will not be killed by me, it is you, the ridiculous thing is that the surname is Pei Yes, stop doing it."

"..."

Pei Xuan was silent for a longer time this time, and finally closed his eyes gently: "Thinking about people like you who have had that kind of fate before, and now you are like this, no matter what happens to me now, it's no big deal .”

Her kind?Now it looks like this again?

Zhuang Qingliu casually lowered his head and looked around himself, and even waved his hands to the mirror to take a look at his honor.

how is she nowVery dissolute?

But judging by his tone, it's not just pretending, but Zhuang Qingliu's past fate and current appearance, which really comforted him.

It is really a good medicine to judge oneself by others and see that others are not as good as oneself.Even if you are about to die, you can be happy for a few seconds.

Zhuang Qingliu put down the mirror, and still responded to him with self-satisfaction: "Yes, a person like me can start over again, are you angry?"

Pei Xuan looked at her indifferently for a moment, and said at the corner of his mouth: "The one you cherished once can't come back, so what's the point of you coming back by yourself? Is that considered a new start?"

"Do not."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly pointed at Mei Hualan: "I must have cherished her once, so she is still by my side."

Pei Xuan's eyes, which had been extinguished like flint, moved a few times, and the corners of his raised mouth completely froze.

Mei Hualan's appearance seemed to be the same as him, she turned her head slowly and said, "You—"

Zhuang Qingliu pulled her out of the spiritual cave all the way, and standing on the refreshing peak, he stretched out his arms seemingly nonchalantly and said, "Mr. Duanzhu, there are some things that can only be felt without pictures, so there is no way to talk about them." A summary of [-] words."

Mei Hualan's thick eyelashes fluttered, and she seemed to hear something deep and hooked her mouth: "Mmm."

Zhuang Qingliu looked down at the entire Pei Family Immortal Mansion condescendingly: "But this matter... Is this the end?"

"You don't feel right?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "Yes, Pei Xuan was only 13 years old, how could he have the ability to arrange the design in the secret place? How could the huge bird skeleton be buried there out of thin air, and who on earth took advantage of Pei Xuan's hand to "fake the show for real" , killed Pei Huang?"

"And if Pei Qi is really the one who exterminated the family, how could he leave signs of investigation everywhere afterwards? How could he have not been vigilant for more than ten years and raised tigers as trouble?"

Mei Hualan listened carefully: "Yes."

Zhuang Qingliu continued to tell her unreservedly: "If it wasn't Sect Master Pei, then there was someone else who set the fire in Xuanzhou first, and then said ambiguous words in the middle. He is very likely to be Pei The people around the suzerain can usually represent his thoughts, and those who are side branch patriarchs are the best at figuring out what they want, and they may be induced by this kind of psychology.

"Furthermore, this person may have helped Pei Xuan in the matter of the secret realm. Maybe Pei Xuan would be able to ascend to the position of the young suzerain later, and it would be necessary for him to whisper in Pei Qi's ear."

"Later, this person secretly designed and provoked Pei Xuan back and forth, making Suzerain Pei suspicious of Pei Xuan, and gradually became dissatisfied, so he took over the second son of the side branch. On the other hand, he deliberately induced Pei Xuan to find out all the way. The result of the collapse."

So the most important thing is two points, who killed the first son of the Pei family?Who is responsible for the destruction of Pei Xuan's family?

In fact, this has not been thoroughly figured out, and no one can figure it out, it is too messy.

If there are such hands, who is the person behind them? !How many years has he stretched?What do you want to do? !

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly asked Mei Hualan: "How will Pei Xuan be dealt with?"

Mei Hualan looked at her: "No outsiders have been involved, it's their family business."

"So after this incident, the only consequence is that the Pei family will go down in the future, right?" Zhuang Qingliu asked her.

Mei Hualan nodded thoughtfully: "Yes."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly looked into her eyes and said, "So Mei Pan, how did you judge that what the young man said must be false?"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet for a moment, and Mei Hualan raised her eyes meaningfully: "Because what you said is false."

Zhuang Qingliu: "What?"

Mei Hualan suddenly said: "You don't like eating grapes."

"?" Zhuang Qingliu didn't even think about it, "Nonsense, I like it! Don't you want to buy it for me?"

Mei Hualan's expression was indescribable: "...Siji likes to eat grapes."

Something flashed through Zhuang Qingliu's mind, and he still said: "Or else? She doesn't like that she robbed half of it that day!"

Mei Hualan said again: "I like to eat grapes."

Zhuang Qingliu subconsciously blurted out: "Nonsense, you don't like it."

Mei Hualan looked down at her without blinking: "How do you know?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "?"

Mei Hualan asked her repeatedly: "How do you know? I obviously ate half of it that day."

A thought suddenly crossed her mind, Zhuang Qingliu looked at her in surprise: "You mean—"

Mei Hualan knew that she had thought of it, and said "Mmm" very softly.

What is this?Zhuang Qingliu was even more surprised, and couldn't help but wonder, am I a mobile lie detector?Can you tell the truth from the lie?

Standing on the top of the mountain and being blown by the wind for a while, she suddenly remembered an encyclopedia she had casually flipped through, one of which asked whether plants have sense organs and can talk?In that encyclopedia, several examples and experiments were listed in detail. The general idea is that when testing the electrical signal of a plant, if you burn it with fire, before it touches its leaves, its electrical signal will be on the ground. For a moment, it fluctuated wildly and violently, as if someone was screaming.

—and if you don't really want to burn it in your heart, but just pretend to bring the fire close, the electrical signal will be very stable.

In other words... Many plants can judge people's true and false thoughts, let alone true and false words.

After Zhuang Qingliu had a very strange reaction in his heart for a long time, he suddenly turned around and took the plum blossom ring to test: "Do you like—"

Mei Hualan twitched the corner of her mouth for a moment.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes flickered slightly: "Like white lotus?"

"..."

Mei Hualan turned her head away.

"..." Zhuang Qingliu felt an unspeakable strange feeling in his heart, "Okay...Okay, you don't need to say it, I know."

She thought about it quickly, and asked Mei Hualan: "Except for you, do those people know that I have this ability?"

Mei Hualan hesitated for a moment, then said rigorously: "Except for me, there is only one person who knows."

Zhuang Qingliu almost immediately thought of Zhu Heng.

"Don't think about her." Mei Hualan stretched out her hand and squeezed her chin, and said very seriously, "Don't let others know your ability."

After she finished speaking, she repeated: "This is very important, you must remember it."

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head to look behind her, and Mei Hualan conveniently pinched her chin and turned back: "Don't look, this is Pei's Immortal Mansion, I put a barrier around it just now, and Si Ji couldn't hear it."

This person is really careful, Zhuang Qingliu's thoughts turned, and it's no wonder that before... he always saves in front of her if he can. It turns out that he was afraid of her

Zhuang Qingliu pondered strangely for a long time, and finally asked her: "Then what color am I? I mean flowers?"

Mei Hualan lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Colorful."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Why is this man talking like this all of a sudden?

The corners of Mei Hualan's eyes twitched slightly, she turned around and said, "Let's go, we're going down the mountain."

The feeling in Zhuang Qingliu's heart was still very strange. While walking, he looked around and said, "So who am I? Where am I? Why did I appear here?"

Mei Siji thought she was implicated in Pei's family, so she followed behind and rolled her eyes: "It can be said, why are you a troublemaker?"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly turned around and looked at her: "It's probably because of spreading rumors, refusing them, and occasionally dying... Anyway, I'm innocent? So don't roll your eyes at me anymore!"

Mei Siji snorted, walked in front of her deliberately, and turned ten times in a row.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately turned her head and said to Mei Hualan: "Mei Pan, I don't want to leave, you can just take me back to the boat." She pointed at Mei Siji, "Confiscate her sword again, and let her be alone walk back."

Mei Hualan looked down at her: "The boat sank."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu really had nothing to say about this person's incomprehensible style. Just as he was about to turn the ten blank eyes he got from Mei Siji back to her, she heard her whisper, "So just come back with me." how about home?"