Tanglin heard the words

After nearly a month, Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan have been wandering around aimlessly, living in this village, and dumbfounded in that village. Before he realized it, the Spring Festival was approaching.

People come and go on the street, ordinary people live a simple and simple life, every face is full of the joy of the New Year, children run from the street to the end of the alley with candied haws, laughing and making noise non-stop.

The ancient Spring Festival is full of joy and happiness, which is essentially different from the modern form of walking.

Dong Lingxi couldn't help being in a good mood, she changed from the usual smile in her eyes, and turned the corners of her mouth from the bottom of her heart, looking around, with a playful look.He seems to be generally stable and in control of everything, but in essence he is a super lazy person who must squeeze out 24 points if he can be lazy. He has lived in ancient times for [-] years. Ao Gu didn't learn anything, but learned thoroughly the extravagant enjoyment of the "country moth" king's relatives, coupled with the modern people's deep-rooted gratification and indifferent attitude, so, in this On New Year's Eve in the cold north, Dong Lingxi, who had his manor burned down, was homeless and penniless, took Chu Yan, and was still very happy to go shopping on the street.

However, Chu Yan was not so leisurely.

"Master," Chu Yan took two quick steps, and whispered, "We have no more money."

Dong Lingxi glanced sideways, "If it's gone, it's gone, what are you doing to look like the sky is about to fall."

Chu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "What about that night?"

When Dong Lingxi heard this, she immediately became happy, and tugged on Chu Yan's sleeve with a smirk on her face, "What do you think?"

Chu Yan didn't have any wrong thoughts. He blinked and blinked. Although he faintly felt that something was wrong, he still replied honestly: "...to find an inn, but..."

Suddenly realized, Dong Lingxi nodded abruptly, patted Chu Yan on the shoulder, eyes bent, and said mysteriously: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely find us a comfortable, warm and lively place to celebrate the New Year in a down-to-earth manner." Thirty."

Chinese New Year,

New Year's Eve to keep the year old,

Thirty children's New Year's Eve dinner,

red lantern,

firecrackers,

paper-cut spring couplets,

Family and friends

Everything is indispensable.

Dong Lingxi smiled and squinted his eyes, and stopped talking, and pulled Chu Yan to buy New Year's goods next to the stall. When it was almost dusk, there were big and small bags, and it was very difficult for Chu Yan to see the way.

"Chu Yan," Dong Lingxi tilted his head to look at, "Let me get some for you."

"Chu Yan took it," Chu Yan slightly gave way to Dong Lingxi's hand.

Seeing Chu Yan walking with a lot of things in his arms, with only a pair of eyes exposed, Dong Lingxi pouted, as if I was mistreating him.

"Master," Chu Yan's voice came over muffled, "Where are you going?"

"Find us a comfortable place to spend the holidays."

After saying that, Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan gradually walked away from the noisy crowd, and accompanied by the dim moonlight, in the dark night, they walked away from the brightly lit, firecracker-filled, and bustling little village festival.

The mountain road is rugged, Dong Lingxi walks gracefully, but Chu Yan stumbles along.

Wild Goose Country is almost like spring all year round, even in the north in winter, it is only slightly cold.

Due to the geography of the extreme north, there are deep mountains and old forests, ghost legends, and the huge canyon without a trace of life, wolves howling desolately, birds singing occasionally, ghost houses that have stood for a hundred years, blood-red gates, faceless gatekeeper ghosts, eerie A strange air pervaded the air.

"You two, please stop." He heard his voice before seeing him.

Dong Lingxi was very used to it, and stopped obediently, and before the shadow asked a question, he took out a black bronze medal from his bosom.

The shadow guard of the ghost house in the corner saw the sign, and didn't ask any more questions. He just raised his hand and pressed the switch, and the heavy red door opened slowly with a rattle.

Yihong crossed his hands, leaning against the door frame, squinting his eyes, like a fox seeing an enemy, staring at Dong Lingxi who came leisurely, and said almost gnashing his teeth: "Master Chu, come here, my ghost house Immediately it glowed brightly."

Dong Lingxi pretended she hadn't seen anything, bent her eyes, cupped her hands, took the bag that Chu Yan was holding, and sent it to Yihong's arms, saying: "The ghost master speaks seriously, On New Year's Eve, the little Bamen came to give gifts, and hope that the ghost master will give you a warm nest, how about it?"

Yihong curled his lips and said, "Dong Lingxi, don't come here. If you want to enter this house, you have to do something to me."

Dong Lingxi rolled her eyes in her heart, but smiled on her face, "What's the matter? It's too difficult and I don't have the ability."

"It's not difficult," Yihong smiled evilly, "I was packing my closet a while ago and found an old thing by accident. During the New Year's Eve dinner, you can use that old thing to go out, and you can stay in this haunted house for as long as you want."

old stuff?come out?Dong Lingxi frowned, "What?"

"It's not always a bad thing."

With a cold snort, "Isn't it a bad thing? Any good thing you touch can be used as a bad thing."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a good thing that is upright," Yi Hong spread his hands, then tilted his head and waved to Chu Yan, "Chu Yan, you will be happy in a while."

"Don't play around with Chu Yan," Dong Lingxi said coldly, "He is not someone who can play around casually."

"Impossible, I love Chu Yan more than you do." Yi Hong raised his eyebrows and smiled at Chu Yan, "If Chu Yan stays with me, it will definitely be more comfortable than being with you."

Hearing this, Chu Yan was taken aback for a moment.

"Hehe," Dong Lingxi laughed dryly, then pulled Chu Yan behind her, and said viciously to Yihong: "Go and dream of Spring and Autumn."

The New Year's Eve dinner in the haunted house was extremely weird.

In an unpopular place, even if it is full of red lanterns, it will not add festiveness, but gloomyness.

After drinking and eating, the large table of dishes barely moved, presumably, including Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan, there were only four people in total, and one of them stood motionless behind Yihong as if he was dead.

Dong Lingxi twitched her lips, turned her head and said to Chu Yan, "Chu Yan, I will take you here this year, and I will take you here next year, next year's [-]th, and I will take you to Jinghu Lake. It’s all there, so please be happy.”

Chu Yan replied yes in a low voice. In fact, he has no objection, he is very satisfied, as long as he is with his master, he can go anywhere.

"What's the meaning of Jinghu?" Yihong interjected, took a blue box and put it on the table, opened it and said, "I guarantee that today will be the happiest day in Chu Yan's life."

Dong Lingxi didn't believe it.

Chu Yan didn't believe it either, he thought that every day with his master was the happiest.

Yihong rolled his eyes dejectedly, Chu Yan said that this silly boy is hopeless.

Ghost didn't say anything.

However, after seeing the contents in the box, Dong Lingxi affirmed that today was the most annoying day in his life.

Inside the blue box, lying quietly are two red fans with a radius of about one and a half feet. They are meticulously crafted and very gorgeous. You can tell they are rare things at a glance.

Yihong didn't look at Dong Lingxi, but looked directly at Chu Yan, with the corners of his lips curled up, "Chu Yan, do you know the origin of this fan?"

Chu Yan shook his head.

"This fan was made by a head of the Yin Yang family. The fan itself is nothing special, but it has a long history."

Chu Yan's face was very serious, expressionless, he turned his head to look at his master, then turned his head to look at Yihong, and asked in a low voice after a while, "What does it have to do with my master?"

Yihong pursed his lips and sighed, thinking that Chu Yan was too defensive, and before I said anything, he had already erected a high wall.

"I have a big relationship with your master," Yi Hong smiled evilly, looked sideways at Dong Lingxi, and pushed the box towards Dong Lingxi, "Dong Ling, according to our agreement, let's come for a while."

Dong Lingxi looked down at the two fans in front of him, pouted, he regretted it, regretted why he was not willing to burn the fan back then.

"Dong Lingxi, hurry up." From nowhere, Yi Hong held the pipa in his hands, strummed the strings, and began to play slowly.

Dong Lingxi gritted her teeth, carefully remembered the grudge, took out her fan, stood up, walked to the open space, spread out her fan, and started dancing.

The dance is not enchanting, and it doesn't have the slightest trace of makeup. With the fire of Dong Lingxi, it brings people the feeling of grandeur.

There is an immortal fire lotus under the feet, the phoenix drawn by Dong Lingxi with a fan is flying in the air, and the continuous flame petals, like snowflakes, like drizzle, cover the entire space.

Following Yihong's pipa, the phoenix danced by Dong Lingxi gradually came to life, and at the end of the dance, the fire and phoenix were reborn from the ashes, just like a real myth.

Chu Yan's heart was beating extremely fast, and he stared at Dong Lingxi intently, unable to move an inch.

Too eye-catching.

Too gorgeous.

It was too... deep into his heart.

He never thought that there would be such a day when he would find that his feelings for Dong Lingxi could be more profound. In addition to respect, faith, love, loyalty, and gratitude, he would also have an inexplicable feeling.

That was an emotion that he had been suppressing, or rather, he had never dared to indulge.

But now, because of this dance, because of this figure dancing with flames, it exploded suddenly.

When he came back to his senses, he had already kissed Dong Lingxi's |lips fiercely, and wrapped around Dong Lingxi's |tongue|.