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The blue brick floor at the patio was dry, and was wet by the splashing water from the purple sand water tank, leaving a dark water mark.

The phantom of the crabapple tree floated on the water surface. Yao Yitang had a graceful figure, half leaning on the tree trunk, with a pair of beautiful eyes slightly lowered, looking up and down on the young man in front of him.

Noticing the ambiguous hickey on the skin of the other party's neck, the woman's eyes suddenly became interested.

"Then let me ask you another way." Zhang Qinglan ignored the inquiry in the other party's expression, her eyes were calm, and her voice was light: "It's a phantom formation, and it moves according to your thoughts, why don't you just kill Ao Zhan directly?"

Zhang Qinglan looked calm, and what he said seemed to come from the heart, not like a fake.

"Everything changes over time, and if you just trap us in the phantom formation and control it, what kind of drama do you want to see?"

The voice as if it had been melted into ice reverberated in Yao Yitang's ears, making her heart tremble, and even her expression changed again and again.

Without answering Zhang Qinglan's question directly, the woman just tilted her head and snorted coldly in the end, and prevaricated: "I can do whatever I want, when will it be your turn to be an ordinary man?"

Seeing this, Zhang Qinglan stopped pressing her and continued to speak.

The young man's back was straight, and he stood on the open ground with his hands behind his back. He lost the docileness he had when he was in front of Ao Zhan, and his whole body was like a long knife drawn out of its sheath.Even though his spiritual power is low and he is passive, his aura is still sharp.

Zhang Qinglan half-closed her phoenix eyes, raised her hand, and rested her fingertips on the edge of the purple sand water tank: "What did you do to those people in Baihualou before?"

The sudden change of topic made Yao Yitang involuntarily think of the light blue fireball that was running wildly in the building at that time, as well as his demon power that was consumed by more than half of it, and his face turned ugly: "...It's just clearing the memory and sending people away. .”

Zhang Qinglan was noncommittal, and tapped the knuckles of her index finger on the surface of the water tank, making a few soft sounds.

He didn't doubt the authenticity of Yao Yitang's words.

After all, the incident happened suddenly at that time, and the appearance of Shen Chunlu made everyone present unexpected.Yao Yitang has a clear goal, so far, everything he has done seems to be centered on Ao Zhan.

The watchman, who had a bad memory but looked fine, could tentatively confirm what the other party said.

Before Yao Yitang's phantom disappeared, Zhang Qinglan asked, "Did you also capture the Bi brothers and sisters? What happened to the monsters in the building?"

Hearing the word "Bi", Yao Yitang's eyes moved slightly, and then he said leisurely: "I did take them away, don't worry, the two of them are not in any danger."

"As for the latter, you and I are opposite each other, why should I tell you the truth?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden tremor on the ground. Zhang Qinglan was unprepared and took a few steps back involuntarily.

The purple sand water tank in front of him was also affected. It was heavy enough to fix it to the ground, but it seemed vulnerable to the tremor, and the whole water tank began to shake from side to side.

The clear water in it also overflowed due to such violent shaking.

The figure of the woman on the water was not clear at all, but it became more faint, like an ink brush painting scroll smudged by clear water, and the crabapple leaves behind her became blurred.

Zhang Qinglan frowned, staring at the woman's gradually disappearing figure.

As if knowing that he was about to be separated from the illusion, Yao Yitang looked slightly relieved.Without the aloof attitude that he deliberately presented before, the whole person has returned to the gentle and harmless that he showed in this world before.

The trembling of the ground subsided gradually with the passage of time and the disappearance of Yao Yitang, and the shaking movements on both sides of the water tank also gradually stopped.

Zhang Qinglan watched coldly with deep eyes.

The moment Yao Yitang finally disappeared into the air, her voice sounded in the courtyard: "Good luck to you."

The courtyard regained its tranquility.

The breeze was blowing, and the red paper lanterns under the eaves were moved, making a few crisp sounds.

Except for the large water stains on the blue brick and stone platform, and the remaining half tank of clear water in the water tank, everything seemed to have never happened.

Zhang Qinglan stood alone in the courtyard, raised her hand to caress the rough water tank, and looked inside thoughtfully.

……

Walking back into the room again, Zhang Qinglan touched the wet marks on her sleeves.

Regarding Yao Yitang's words, he only believed three points.

As the two came and went, they seemed to have talked about many secrets, but what I had to admit was that there were not only many loopholes and doubts in the words that Yao Yitang said, but also the logic was not self-consistent.

Why were the Bi family siblings arrested?

What is the monster in Baihualou?

If Yao Yitang came to Yecheng and caused so many troubles just to devour the power of the real dragon, why didn't he make a quick decision and leave Sanyue to break the formation?

The illusion is closely related to Yao Yitang, but she herself exists only as a phantom, not even aggressive.

As a medium, the water tank is more like a mechanism that is triggered passively. If it weren't for what I did today, I might not know when I would be able to release this phantom to find out.

Moreover, Yao Yitang was not completely aware of what happened in the phantom array.

Looking at the overall situation, the only thing Zhang Qinglan can be sure of so far is that this place is indeed weird, and people's behavior is sometimes out of their control.

Ao Zhan's memory has indeed been sealed, and even his words and deeds have changed a lot.

Sitting in front of the round table, Zhang Qinglan looked over the open window and landed on the purple sand water tank, and did not look away for a long time.

***

Zhang Qinglan stayed in the courtyard all afternoon by herself.

By the time those nuns and maids opened the door and walked in again, it was already time for dinner.

In fact, the materials in the kitchen of the house were not complete, so Ao Zhan personally brought the young man's meals at noon.

Now several maids have vegetable baskets hanging in their arms, which contain oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and fresh ingredients. They file in from outside the gate, and deliver the things to the back kitchen with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.

Zhang Qinglan walked out of the room after hearing the noise, and took a look outside while opening the door.

It was found that everything that came into view was overgrown with grass and barren.It is sparsely populated, and there is not even the noisy sound of passers-by talking on the ordinary street.

Compared with the mansion of a wealthy and dignified family, Zhang Qinglan felt more like a villa in the wilderness.

Nanny Yu, who was in charge, was very alert, and saw the young man standing in the middle of the courtyard in a daze, his eyes fixed on the gate.Immediately, he winked at the two servants standing near the gate and told them to close the gate quickly.

Seeing the last trace of scenery outside the courtyard disappear behind the dark courtyard gate, Zhang Qinglan frowned slightly.

Nanny stepped forward and stood beside Zhang Qinglan, wrinkles on her face piled up, forced a smile, and called: "Ma'am."

Zhang Qinglan turned around and nodded casually.

Nanny Yu smiled apologetically, and carefully led the young man into the room. An old voice rang in Zhang Qinglan's ears: "Madam, please wait a moment, the master specially invited the chef from Zuixianlou to come to your door today."

"Now the meal is still cooking, and it's windy outside, so let's go inside and sit down to rest for a while."

In short, they did everything possible to drive Zhang Qinglan into the house, so as not to let him have too many opportunities to see the outside environment.

Zhang Qinglan was noncommittal, and followed the nurse in charge into the house.

After the nanny entered the room, she lit the candle with a fire folder, then turned around, and took out a stack of red paper from the dressing box that Qing Lan had never opened, with a pair of gold-plated scissors on it.

Putting all these things into Zhang Qinglan's hands, the mother smiled and said: "If Madam is bored, you can use these things as entertainment... After all, before you got married, your family was doing these things for a living."

Suddenly being stuffed with paper-cut window grilles, Zhang Qinglan couldn't react for a while, and her face was full of doubts: "...?"

After the old lady took care of everything, she left and closed the door behind her.Relying on the fact that Zhang Qinglan couldn't hear him in the back room, he turned around and complained to the maids waiting outside that he was "like an idiot."

Zhang Qinglan sat by the table, looking at the piece of paper in her hand alone.

It was found that some semi-finished products were mixed with them, all of which were half of the paper man's body, stacked in the red paper, so it was not easy to be noticed.

Knowing nothing about female reds, Zhang Qinglan could only make a rough comparison based on memory, and found that the paper figurines in his hand had many similarities with the few pieces of paper stacked among the melons and fruits last night.

Just when the young man fell into deep thought, the door was reopened.

Ao Zhan appeared by the door, stepped in, and stood behind the young man.

The man leaned over and hugged Zhang Qinglan into his arms from behind. With chills all over his body, he turned his head and kissed the young man's side face: "What is Madam doing?"

Unexpectedly being imprisoned with both arms, Zhang Qinglan subconsciously turned the red paper in her hand onto the table and said, "I didn't do anything."

Ao Zhan is not a fool, he caught a glimpse of the pair of scissors out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly thought about it.

But he didn't bother with Zhang Qinglan anymore, straightened up and picked him up, walked all the way to the bed, and sat down again.

The sudden weightlessness made Zhang Qinglan's heart sink, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand and hugged the man's neck.

It wasn't until Ao Zhan sat down that he came back to his senses and raised his eyes to meet his gaze.

Ao Zhan smiled, raised his hand to straighten the slightly messy hair on the young man's shoulders, put the cold back of his hand against the other's warm cheek, and rubbed his fingertips against the moist lower lip of the man in his arms.

The man bowed his head, making a gesture to kiss her.

Zhang Qinglan wanted to cater to her, but she seemed to be imprisoned by a force suddenly, unable to move.The expression on his face also gradually turned from flat to indifferent, and finally turned his head away, pursing his lips, showing a gesture of complete resistance.

Seeing this, Ao Zhan's eyes gradually darkened.

The right hand that had been gently caressing the side of the young man's face suddenly got into trouble, and grabbed Zhang Qinglan's chin, his voice was low and hoarse: "What are you hiding?"