Give the monster the old days of the month

The house quickly quieted down again, Yan Yunlan's royal chef also left, her stomach and eyes were already fed up by Xiyang, and she didn't want to move.

As a filial son, Yan Zhen had no choice but to shoulder the burden and take over the kitchen.

By the way, teach Yuan Hua how to cook.

If Yuan Hua is a straight man, oh, he is a straight man in the first place, if he still maintains the orientation of a straight man, he is definitely a man who does not distinguish between five grains and one body, and is more inclined to think that he should be a "female chef".

It's not out of machismo, it's because he thinks the food cooked by women tastes better.

After being influenced by Yan Zhen, he began to feel that cooking is also a very important thing. The only downside is trouble. He especially doesn't like washing dishes.

"The practice of cold okra..."

"You don't need to read the recipe to me. I don't think their method is delicious. You should figure it out yourself." Yan Zhen said, "Actually, I don't think okra is delicious. I don't understand why my mother bought it..."

"I heard that okra strengthens yang! It's a good thing! I bought it specially for you!" Yan Yunlan's voice came from the living room, making Yan Zhen blush, almost daring not to look at Yuan Hua's expression.

With such a living mother, his heart's endurance must be continuously strengthened every day.

"Our mother is really good at thinking." Yuan Hua said.

Yan Zhen gave up on herself and began to cut the okra: "The horoscope has not been written yet."

He used a lot of strength, and he slashed wildly with the knife, which caused Yuan Hua's lower body to hurt.

Living at Yan Zhen's house every day, Yuan Hua almost forgot all the messy things at home, he blocked his parents' numbers to avoid being harassed by one of them.

But the more he stayed at Yan Zhen's house, the more he envied the mother-child relationship between Yan Zhen and Yan Yunlan.

Ever since Yan Yunlan found him and told him how guilty she was for Yan Zhen, he thought that Yan Yunlan was a very good mother.

At least compared to his own mother, she is much better - she will plan for Yan Zhen and consider his future.

The more envious he is, the more reluctant he is to think about leaving, and wants to stay in this family.

Sometimes he would watch Yan Yunlan teach Yan Zhen spells, but he couldn't understand them at all. He only thought that his future wife and his future mother-in-law were very powerful.

Yan Yunlan said: "Xiaohua is coming too, she will be better at self-defense."

"No, no, even if you teach me, I still can't tell who belongs to the monster."

However, he still carefully studied the diary that Yan Zhen had saved before, and felt that there was another world in it, quite a lot.

Before going to bed at night, he would also vomit with Yan Zhen, Yan Zhen taught him some essential skills, and even came to guide him in person, Yuan Hua was a little ticklish, so he couldn't help laughing.

He took this seriously, but Yan Zhen didn't at all.

Yan Zhen: "Hold it, can you be more serious?"

Yuan Hua: "..."

He actually felt guilty about being caught by the teacher when he missed class.

The days of the gods passed by day by day, and it was June [-] in a blink of an eye.

Yan Yunlan hired a big car and took them to the countryside.

The last time Yan Zhen came back, she went to attend the wedding for Yan Yunlan, after careful calculation, half a year has passed.

From a little confused who didn't know anything at the beginning, he became a half-baked Taoist priest who is still a little confused.Although my mother gave him an assessment some time ago, she felt that he was already a little better than half-baked.

For him now, not only is it not a bad thing to open the door to a new world, but it is full of novelty and challenges, and he has completely lost the panic he had when he faced Hu Yishuer.

The hometown is still the same, with green trees, white clouds, blue sky and clear streams, and the trees along the way are very happy because of their arrival.

And Xiyang is like a leader, smiling and paying tribute to the trees along the way, very kind.

Yan Zhen: "I feel like we are conducting a king's inspection tour. We are all the king's servants."

Li Xuanjing lay at the back and yawned: "There is also the queen."

"Queen" Xiang Yu kept her eyes straight, playing with Xiyang's hair.

After experiencing the conflict last time, Yan Zhen looked at the way the two of them got along much more naturally, and there was a tacit understanding between them like a husband and wife.

When they got out of the car, their hands were naturally held together, and Xiyang's little bird clung to Xiang Yutong's body with a smile on her face.

Yan Zhen nudged Yuan Hua's waist lightly with her elbow, and expressed her thoughts.

"I think they've already had sex." Yuan Hua said, "It's just mixing oil with honey."

Yan Zhen: "...you always think in such a tricky way."

"Don't you understand my hint?"

Yan Zhen ostrich upper body: "I don't understand."

"Since you said that, you understand, don't let down the okra that our mother bought..."

Yan Zhen: "I won't let her buy this kind of thing again in the future."

Yuan Hua lowered her voice and said, "It doesn't matter, brother, I'm a fine okra."

Yan Zhen ran away, Yuan Hua didn't catch up and laughed loudly from behind.

Yan Zhen's hometown is really in a valley, it is located at the foot of the mountain, very closed.

A renovated asphalt road leads into the village, along the way are green and yellow rice fields, some fields have been harvested, revealing the brown skin of the land, with haystacks piled up on the left and right.

Yan Zhen only stayed in his hometown for a few years, and these years are also the part of his memory that he does not want to be touched the most.

When he was a child, he hated everything here, the teachers in the primary school who could not speak Mandarin well, the aunts who pointed fingers behind their backs, the slovenly children who used mud as toys... everything could cause him to break down emotionally, and after Weeping secretly under the trees on the mountain.

Over the years, there have been more or less changes here.

Many people renovated the houses, and the large and small ponds slowly dried up. The aquatic plants in them grew wildly, resulting in dark green stagnant water everywhere.

There used to be a deep ancient well in front of the gate of the Yan family, but now the water in the well is not as clean as it used to be, with a lot of leaves and floating objects falling.

In the past, his grandmother told him that he could not go to see the well in the middle of the night, otherwise he would be cursed and become the thing he hated the most.He was so scared that he didn't dare to approach it during the day.

Yan Zhen felt it was a pity when she came back to see it last time, these are the few things he can recall.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Hua followed up at some point.

"Ah, it's okay, I just remembered a lot of things."

Yuan Hua knew Yan Zhen's childhood, and felt sorry for her, so she took his hand, Yan Zhen was hesitating whether to break away: "Don't be like this, people here are cute and gossiping."

"Yes." Just divorce can be their talk, not to mention homosexuality.He took the initiative to let go, and Yan Zhen grabbed him back again.

Yuan Hua: "?"

"Forget it, I'm not afraid of them anymore, just talk about it, as long as you are not afraid of being caught and kneeling in the ancestral hall with me."

"There is an ancestral hall here?" Yuan Hua couldn't help laughing.

"Of course, the Yan family here is a big family... I heard that the older generation is very extreme and patriarchal. When my mother was just born, someone gave advice to my grandmother. Girls It's useless if it's born, it's better to throw it into the river..."

Yuan Hua: "...Okay, I don't have any extra curiosity about this place."

Yan Zhen recalled that when he was just enlightened, he was living at home, and every night he could hear the cry of a woman by the river. At that time, he was sleeping alone on the bed, trembling with fear, afraid that those innocent souls would know that he could see them.

Now that he sees the wronged souls again, he can already brainwash them into the core values ​​of socialism.

They walked for about ten minutes and finally arrived at Yan Zhen's house in the upper reaches of the river.Yan Zhen's grandmother is still alive, but her ears are not so good. Yan Yunlan took supplements from the car and entered the door, and called out in dialect delicately: "Mother..."

It's as if she's still a girl who hasn't left the court.

"Does grandma live in the country?" Yuan Hua suddenly became nervous, a little more nervous than when he saw Yan Yunlan, especially when he heard that grandma couldn't speak Mandarin, and he felt like he had a tongue all over his body, but it was all knotted. .

"Grandma doesn't like the city. She is more suitable for a self-sufficient life. My mother can't come back to see her often. She installed a network and a computer at home a long time ago, and video contacted my grandma."

"Oh……"

Xiyang walked into the yard and sighed, "This place makes me feel very friendly."

"It's normal to be kind," Yan Zhen said, "This is an ancestral house, and my grandfather's great-grandfather is the tree demon."

Li Xuanjing heard this statement for the first time, and said in surprise: "No wonder you Yan family members have special abilities."

"What about that great grandfather?" Xiyang asked.

"I don't know about that. No matter how long the monster lives, it will still die. Maybe it will go to the Paradise of Bliss with Grandma."

Yan Yunlan arranged several people to live in the guest room, the juniors greeted Yan Zhen's grandmother, and Yan Zhen chatted with her for a while.

Grandma is over [-] years old, but her face is still very young, with few wrinkles.She is more concerned about Yan Zhen's lifelong events, and she doesn't know that Yan Zhen likes boys, so she greets Yuan Hua as Yan Zhen's classmate, and even praises Yuan Hua for being handsome.

It can be seen that the Yan family's color control and aesthetics are also inherited in the same strain.

During dinner time, they sat in a row on the stone tables and benches in the yard, and Yan Yunlan roughly talked about the specific arrangements.

"Now is the best time. One month later, it will be the Lantern Festival. At that time, ghosts will travel at night, and it will be very troublesome to ask the gods. My old man loves meat like his life. It is best to put my mother on that day." Pro-brewed rice wine and beef."

Li Xuanjing said: "I don't like eating beef..."

"Work hard," Yan Yunlan said, "as long as he doesn't use you to mess with my mother, he can bear anything."

Li Xuanjing: "..."

In such a comparison, eating beef is really nothing.

At midnight, the moon was not dark and the wind was not high, and various props were placed on the table. Li Xuanjing put aside other thoughts and focused on worshiping God.

"...Xuan Jing, the younger generation, for today's Qingxin fasting day, I hope that Yan Lao will show his spirit."

Li Xuanjing was muttering to himself, but suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the surroundings became silent, even the fluttering leaves of a tree could be heard.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Li Xuanjing's drooping face.

After a long time, Li Xuanjing moved suddenly, as if she had slept for a long time and could not control her body, her joints creaked, and Li Xuanjing raised her arm, actually stretching.

"Who is..."

Yan Zhen was afraid that some shrew would be summoned again this time, so she hugged Yuan Hua tightly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this old-fashioned voice.

Yuan Hua, who was being held by him, was already stunned. It was the first time he witnessed such a thing as inviting a god, and he had seen it in supernatural novels before.

"Dad," Yan Yunlan said, "wake up."

"It's the blue girl..." Li Xuanjing touched her chin, but she didn't touch her beard, and she was still a little unaccustomed, so she moved her nose again, trying to reach for the meat.

"Hey--"

Yan Yun's blue eyes were quick, and she brought the meat inside to protect her: "Dad, we came to bother you today because we have business to do, and we have to finish our business before we can eat meat."

"Oh——" Li Xuanjing's face was full of disappointment that couldn't be concealed. He sat crookedly on the table, without looking at other people, and said unhappily, "What's the matter?"

Still an old urchin.

Xiang Yuthuang came to pay a visit to Yan Lao, and then explained their purpose of coming. Xi Yang also respectfully bowed and asked the old man for help to restore the memory of 500 years ago.

"500 years ago?" Li Xuanjing frowned, and began to stroke the non-existent beard again, "This is difficult..."

"Even you can't?" Xiyang was a little anxious, this was the only way they knew.

"When I was still alive, maybe I could, but now I can't do anything, there is nothing I can do."

Xiyang covered her face and fell into Xiang Yushuang's arms.Xiang Yushuang hugged his shoulders and looked back at Li Xuanjing: "But do you have other ways?"

"Hey, this little fellow Taoist is quite savvy," Li Xuanjing showed a very strange smile—maybe he had never had such an effect—it looked very strange and inconsistent, "Your lover is not Willow Fine?"

Li Xuanjing pointed to the well in the yard, and there was a green light on it instantly, which made everyone get goosebumps.

"This well leads to the underworld, and it is also called the well of rebirth. If you want to know the past, you have to make a deal with the Wuji ghost in this well."

"What deal?" Xiang Yutong asked.

"Simple, simple, this Wuji ghost is sealed inside, and he is used to seeing the joys and sorrows of the world, so he is always looking for new stories. As long as your stories can move him, and then feed him two drops of blood from the two of you, he will naturally be able to find new stories." I can open the door and see the past.”

tell a story?There is no one who can tell stories here at all. They looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Grandpa!" Yan Zhen called to him, "Anyone can tell the story, or can only the two of them tell the story?"

Yan Lao wanted to eat meat very much, when asked a question, he looked back helplessly: "Why are there two Lanlan?"

"You're so confused," Yan Yunlan said helplessly, "This is your grandson, and you gave him the name."

"Oh, oh," Li Xuanjing slapped his head, "Yes, yes, there is a grandson. Of course anyone can tell a story, but Wuji Ghost has not been moved for a long time. Let's see who has the ability..." He stretched out and took the beef from Yan Yunlan, and took the wine in his arms, enjoying it happily.

The mouth of the well was still lit, and no one dared to go forward.Yan Zhen said, "Let's think about it first, what story to tell..."

Xiyang said: "I... heard Ziqian tell the script, I still remember some, I will tell him."

He went to the well, and took out the book he thought was the best, but Wuji Ghost just laughed and laughed, and the laughter made Yan Zhen's goosebumps all over his body.

"No! No!" Wuji Ghost repeated these two sentences, but it made Xiyang into trouble.

"none!"

Seeing that the Wuji ghost was about to leave, Yan Zhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration and stopped him: "Wait!"

He dialed Jiao Haihai, waited anxiously for the call to be connected, and then said anxiously, "Dahai, quickly open your overlord bag!"

Everyone: "..."

"Gu Beicheng! You are so ruthless!" Jiao Dahai burst into tears and was very involved in the drama, "This is our child!"

Wuji Ghost listened, and had already climbed up the wall of the well, listening intently, whimpering and crying from time to time.

Yan Zhen: "..."

"You only lost a kidney, but your sister! You lost her pure love!" Jiao Dahai, who took the role of a scumbag, was also very impassioned.

Promise Ghost: "Hey woo woo woo—"

Yan Zhen: "..."

Jiao Dahai read the txt for half an hour, and finally got tired, and asked: "Can I switch to the built-in voice playback?"

Yan Zhen: "I think you can try."

So the next thing was very worry-free. Jiao Dahai tried the sexy male voice mode in it, and the Wuji Ghost was so moved that he cried, and finally he was willing to move his fingers and open the door to rebirth for them.

Xiyang and Xiang Yuthuang looked at each other, and Xiang Yuthuang said, "I'll come first."

Just like when he first formed a relationship, he still cut open his heart simply and roughly, and squeezed a few drops of blood into it.Xi Yang also imitated his actions, thinking silently while dripping: must succeed.

In an instant, the green light engulfed everyone, Yan Zhen jumped forward unexpectedly, holding Yuan Hua tightly so as not to fall on the ground.

There is solid ground under your feet, but the situation is completely different.It was white and dazzling sunlight, they were standing on a country road, the road paved in front of them was full of potholes, and there were many small gravels on the side.

They actually went back 500 years ago.

"Ah..." Xiyang was extremely excited. He looked around and grabbed Xiang Yutong beside him, "Yuthuang, we are back! We are back!"

A few villagers approached, Xiyang saw them, and unconsciously grabbed his clothes: "These people don't like you, I've heard them say bad things about you."

Xiang Yuthuang wanted to laugh a little: "You can remember this for 500 years."

"I had already forgotten it, but I remembered it after I came back. I feel angry when I think about it."

Xiang Yutong said: "It's a good thing to be angry."

Yan Zhen: "...Wait, is it really okay for us to just walk in the middle of the road like this? They are getting closer and closer!"

But his worries were completely unnecessary, because when one of them walked over, he directly passed through Yuan Hua's body.

Yuan Hua: "..."

"Farewell," Yan Zhen said, "Can you be a little nervous? You are always too calm."

"Isn't this very interesting, it's a bit like a holographic game," Yuan Hua said, "Treat them as holographic images, won't they be less scary?"

This brain circuit is also very strange.But to some extent, just said the principle.

They are now in the middle of a long and heavy memory.

After following the villagers, they walked into the village.The buildings here look very shabby, even more shabby than the houses in the TV series they have seen, and the houses are all low, Yuan Hua analyzed: "This may be because the ancient people lacked nutrition, and their average height Also lower..."

This is not a lie. The few villagers they saw just now were not very tall.

After walking for a while, the villagers dispersed. It seemed that they had just returned from farming.Xiyang is like a tour guide, walking in the front: "Take the fork in front, walk a little further, and you will arrive home... It's really strange, the trees here don't resonate with me."

Of course I can’t resonate, these are all images.

Yan Zhen controlled S very well, without missing a single word.

The closer they are to the hometown, the closer Xiyang is to their former love nest, the more he dares not approach, he hesitates, holding Xiang Yushuang tighter and tighter.

"Don't be afraid," Xiang Yutong said, "everyone who should come will come."

These words did not comfort, but made Xiyang even more nervous.

Yan Zhen: "I think Mr. Xiang should go to Jiao Haihai to learn some rustic love words and cultivate his emotional intelligence..."

Very good, this sentence couldn't hold back and came out again.

No matter how nervous you are, what should come should indeed come.

They have already seen a willow tree, which is not as strong as the tree Yan Zhen saw before, but much slender compared to it, a grown man can hug it.

"That's me." Xi Yang murmured.

And beside the tree, there is a low hut.

Yan Zhen finally knew how poor "Ziqian" was back then. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a poor scholar.

At this time, a young man who looked exactly like Xiang Yushuang, that is, the deity of "Ziqian", came out of the small hut with a bow.

The amazing thing is that although his family is poor, he still grows tall, about 1.8 meters by visual inspection, but his face is thinner and fairer, and he is not as wild and masculine as Xiang Yutong.

Xiang Yuthuang said, "Too thin."

Yan Zhen: "No, no, it looks pretty aggressive."

Yuan Hua: "..."

Xi Yang: "?"

Although what they said was wrong, they continued to watch "Ziqian" walk under the willow tree in harmony, and talked to him for a while.

"I don't remember any of this." Xiyang listened carefully, "It turned out that it was hard for me to hear other people's words at that time."

The five senses are out of order and exhausted. For the demon, this is a harbinger of the imminent catastrophe.

In other words, it was not far from Xiyang's hundred-year catastrophe at that time.

"Ziqian" babbled on something, but "Xiyang" didn't give any response. After a long time, he was talking to himself, saying what books he read today, what he gained, and what he learned. He said that he had redressed some people's grievances before, but now he has heard back.

It was gradually getting late, "Ziqian" had to let him have a good rest, turned around and went back.

They looked at it for a long time, but they didn't see anything else. Yuan Hua's patience was worn out, and she lowered her head and asked Yan Zhen: "Is it possible to overdo it? I started showing it to us a few days ago when I was engaged in hair. Bar?"

Yan Zhen also thought of this possibility: "..."

Fuck, the conditions shouldn't be so harsh, right?

He remembered the blood of Xiang Yutong and Xiyang who didn't want money, dripped a lot into it, and made Wuji ghosts happy.

It is said that two drops of blood are given to the Wuji ghost, but can it really only be fed two drops?