Should the soul

Everything behind Kong Jie began to change.

The well-arranged old house disappeared, and a whole dark blue night sky was revealed from the top of the head. There was a burst of lively shouting, fire, tents, huqin, and applause. Everyone was very happy. The old Hu People sat around the flames, eating meat and drinking, young men and women circling around the tent, singing and dancing together. After the song ended, everyone shouted excitedly. There were two pauses, and then the long strings suddenly became higher and faster, and the rest of the huqin, hujia, and snare drums stepped up the rhythm together, boom boom boom boom boom!

Kong Jie subconsciously covered his ears.

He couldn't stand such a loud huqin sound, but he still walked over - he remembered this place.

Tang Fang, 14 years old, saw himself shuttled among the aliens like a little wild horse. He followed his elder brother since he was a child, and he was very familiar with the songs and dances of various northern tribes. The boy in the tent has never lost in singing and dancing. He drank that day, and the girl who danced with him should have drunk as well. His face was so red that he could bleed, and he danced with himself enthusiastically. , because of being too enthusiastic, several girls danced in front of him together.

He took a look, huh?This is not good, how can he beat a group of people by himself?Immediately panting, I turned back to find a helper.

"Come on! Get up and move!"

He caught Zhou Yin who was watching the excitement from the crowd at a glance, and strode towards him.

Young Master Zhou panicked in a rare way, with resistance written all over his body: "Tang, Tang Fang... I won't, I won't..."

Tang Fang grabbed his arm with sweat all over his face and forced it: "Come on, come on! I'll teach you, it's very simple!... Try it! It's fun!"

Xiao Tanghou stood outside and watched with a smile, thinking that when Zhou Yin was still in such distress, he had forgotten that the gentle, courteous and frugal Mr. Zhou was forced to dance in front of a group of young girls, it was more terrifying than killing him. Hahahahahaha!

With Kong Jie's uncontrollable laughter, the picture changed again. This time, it was the open and orderly second floor. The skylight entered the room, and all the eyes were rows of tall cypress bookshelves. Kong Jie turned around and barely recognized this It seemed to be the library of Mr. Anqiu back then. It was two floors high, but he seemed to have never been to the second floor. With a creak, the door below opened, and a voice that had never seen the world resounded: "Wow! There are so many books here, they are all for you to read, who can read them all!"

Little Tang Hou recognized it immediately: it was that kid Qu Tu.He leaned on the fence and looked down, and sure enough, the old self immediately answered: "Hide away, hide away, anyway, I don't want to look..."

"Hey Tang Zigui! I heard that you always take that young master of the Zhou family to your horse farm recently. He can ride a horse. Don't throw him down again!"

"Why can't you ride? He doesn't have to be as good as you to ride, okay?"

"That won't work. I have to look after you for your brother and your sister-in-law. If you accidentally disable Mr. Zhou and your brother comes back from it, how can I explain to him? Next time you call me together..."

Little Tang Hou on the second floor suddenly had an alarm bell in his heart, and he remembered what nonsense he was going to say next!But this perspective is obviously not his own perspective back then, this, this, this... Little Tang Hou turned his head in horror and searched around. Sure enough, there was clearly a person standing behind the third row of bookshelves not more than seven steps away from him. The hem of her clothes hangs down almost unmistakably.

At the same time, the self downstairs has already started talking nonsense: "Fuck you! Don't delay my business! ... What business? What business are you talking about, I can only look at his ass while riding a horse , don't come here to mess with me!"

Little Tang Hou really wanted to dig a hole to bury his young self.

How could he be so courageous back then?Why would you put such nonsense in such a scholarly place?Saying such insulting words?And Zhou Yin never told him about this matter afterwards, he kept his head in suspense, and never explained why he suddenly stopped going to his racecourse and playing with him!After talking to him, I kept getting angry at him!

Okay, let’s come right away, the scene has changed again, this time it’s the wall of Zhou’s mansion, the people who came this time were a little quick and wobbly, they first climbed over the wall, then jumped out of the window, and then bypassed the servants of the night watch, touching In the dark, he staggered to the window.

Xiao Tanghou stood beside the closet, his heart was numb, he already knew which scene this scene was.

"Hey... Hey!" The drunkard swayed in front of the couch, and before he could get close, he tripped over the pedals and threw himself onto the couch!

Little Tanghou heard Zhou Yin's terrified cry when he was woken up in his sleep by being smashed: ...

The drunk immediately covered his mouth: "Don't yell, don't yell! It's me, it's me!"

Little Tang Hou: ...

This situation is terrible for anyone.

The 15-year-old Zhou Yin really belongs to the very calm and self-cultivated people among the children. He recovered from the great shock, pushed the quilt away, leaned over and lit the candle beside the bed, with a troubled and annoyed expression: "What are you doing?"

Tang Fang started to sob, taking things from his clothes while sobbing.

The little Tang Hou on the side couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and turned around without looking at his nose, nose, and mouth.

The 15-year-old Xiao Tang Hou began to cry to the 15-year-old Zhou Yin: "Look, I did badly in the exam. You helped me before, but you didn't help me! I gave you winks in the exam, don't you?" Show it to me, and you show it to others! I’m not at the bottom of the list, so take a look...you can see my exam..."

It's pretty miserable.

Little Tang Hou, who relived the past, was about to cry, holding his head, unable to imagine that this was something he could do back then.

Trembling and frightened, he stretched out his hand to touch his heart. It's okay, it's okay... The kid has already fallen asleep after drinking some wine tonight, otherwise this old calendar will make others laugh to death.

The scene behind him changed again, this time it was dusk, with the night wind reverberating, Xiao Tanghou hugged his head and squatted down, refusing to watch!

He didn't understand the law of recall just now, but now he understands very well that Zhou Yin is showing him all the things that embarrass him, and don't remember anything else, just remember these things!Unforgivable!

"Hurry up! Three numbers, if you don't refuse, you agree! Three, two, one, very good, you agreed, we are together, you are not allowed to go back on your word!"

"Do we have to dress up like this to spy on the enemy? Wouldn't the cheapest slave among the barbarians dress like this?"

"I don't care, I caught it!" Xiao Tanghou stretched out his hand, and suddenly touched Zhou Yin's thin lips, "Let me see how low you can be..."

"Our lord's face looks small. When the little girl saw him, she thought he was joking and laughing and had a good temper. It's really annoying!" Qu Tu and Yan Shigu were talking together: "It's okay, let him grow longer, this kind of face It won't look good when you grow up—My lord! Are you afraid of getting old?"

"...Ah?" Little Tanghou shouted, completely unaware of what the gang of bastards under his command were talking about him: "What?"

Qu Tu yelled: "We ask—! Are you afraid of getting old?"

Little Tang Hou panicked for a moment, glanced at Zhou Yin from afar, and replied awkwardly and nervously: "I'm afraid, my wife must be afraid..."

The subordinates who were temporarily repaired were all stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing!

Little Tang Hou lowered his head and covered his ears tightly, knowing that the scenes were changing piece by piece, but he refused to listen or look at anything.

Zhou Yin, an annoying guy, usually looks silent, but he secretly remembered so many embarrassing things about him. He remained motionless, and at some point, he returned to that room in Jinyuan. This time, the house There is no one in the room anymore, and the door is still in front of him.

Little Tang Hou raised his head, only to see the golden door lock snap off and fall off by itself.

Breaking away from Zhou Yin's consciousness, Kong Jie slowly opened his eyes.

The flame of the candle remained motionless, Zhou Yin did not speak, but looked at him through the light of the flame.

Kong Jie stood up immediately and walked out without looking back.

"...Eh!" The Duke stood up, his voice suddenly tense.

Kong Jie immediately turned around and complained, "You're teasing me!"

Wait a minute……

Little Tang Hou raised his forehead, he was so drunk that he couldn't keep up with the show, he knocked his head and turned his aching head, thinking about what he should say, raised his head suddenly, and added: "You teased him! King Anping is angry, what are you showing him!"

It can't be done... Little Tanghou really can't hold it anymore, the little Kong Jie in his body has already started snoring, he has to go back to his room to sleep, and he can't waste his time with Zhou Yin.

"Hold on."

The Duke of the State stopped his footsteps.

Little Tang Hou looked back unreasonably: "Are you going to apologize? It's too late!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the void in the room in a dignified manner, "Look at it, King Anping is mad at you and ran away!"

Zhou Yin couldn't laugh or cry, sat back again, looked at him and said softly: "If you can still remember what happened tonight tomorrow, you can ask King Anping for me...whether he really doesn't want to see me."

The light and shadow were dim, and the whole study room seemed to be covered with a layer of mist in the night, only the candle on the table was bright, reflecting the gentle face behind the table.

Kong Jie frowned in bewilderment, as if he understood, but also as if he didn't understand, he staggered on the spot, leaned on the wall and stumbled away.