In Yefu Manor, Nangong and the housekeeper came to the study with bedding and bedding.

Originally, the housekeeper had already cleared out the guest rooms, but the two ancestors, Xiaosizi and Zhao Zhen, joined hands and agreed to build a floor covering by the window of the ancestral hall.

If Zhao Zhen was the only one causing trouble, then Nangong couldn't control him and Zhao Pu could. But as a result, the fourth son got involved, and Gongsun wanted to control Zhao Pu but refused... In the end, a group of people had to accompany them to lay the floor.

Fortunately, the ancestral hall is big enough, and it is protected from wind and rain. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is more comfortable than outside.

When he saw the floor pavilion, Zhao Zhen was even happier than the fourth child. What a good guy! It was the first time in his life that he had a floor pavilion, and it was in an ancestral hall. Behind it was the table and memorial urn, and he was so happy!

The emperor held a pillow and rolled it from one end of the floor to the other, even though the floor was hard.

Nangong shook his head while spreading the quilt. Later, Zhao Pu didn't want to look anymore and said he would sleep on the roof with Gongsun.

Lin Yehuo Xin said that these people are all sick, and they leave the good guest rooms to sleep in the ancestral hall. The problem is that if the living people sleep in the ancestral hall, they have to take the mute to sleep in the guest room.

At this time, a waiter came to report that there were visitors again, many people came!

Ye Wangyou was also a little bit dumbfounded. There were more people coming today than in the whole year, so he asked, "Who is coming?"

"It's said that he is the Demon King, and the Heavenly Lord is eager to welcome him..." Before the waiter could finish his sentence, Ye Wangyou quickly straightened his clothes and said that he would go out to greet him in person.

Lin Yehuo and Zhao Pu broke their fingers, and realized that even the floor was not enough... Glancing into the room, Xiao Sizi and Zhao Zhen were having a pillow fight. They were throwing pillows back and forth, and the ones who were hit were all

Nangong squatted in the middle and spread the quilt.

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Ye Wangyou went to the door and welcomed a group of old men in.

These so-called "ancestors" looked younger than Ye Wangyou. A group of people followed the Demon King and ran in, looking around curiously.

You Lian was the last one to walk in, and after taking a look, she forgot her worries.

Ye Wangyou quickly saluted him. He didn't know what to say based on his seniority, so they called him "old man" together.

When Tianzun and the others saw Wangyou, they all nodded - they could see some of the accents of He Wanfeng and Youlian, and Yao Changtian was quite disgusted with them. The shortcomings of the two looked a bit unpleasant...

You Lian looks good at You Wangyou, and Ye Qin is also here. The child is quite lively, and she muttered around him, "My master is so handsome." He looked a bit like Qiao Guang...

Thinking of this, You Lian shook her head subconsciously. She probably had the illusion because her disciples were buzzing in her ears all day today.

The Demon King told Ye Wangyou that it was late at night and wanted to see the ancestral hall.

Ye Wangyou quickly said "Don't disturb, don't disturb" and led the way.

When they arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, several old men took a good look at the small shabby house and nodded in appreciation.

Youlian crossed her arms and looked at the ancestral hall without saying anything, while looking around.

Yin Hou paid attention to him from time to time, and now he had some idea in his mind, so he winked at Tianzun.

Tianzun blinked stupidly—what?

Yin Hou was helpless and went to see Yao Changtian again.

Yao Changtian knew what he meant - this place, the Yuanqi Tower, and the painting in the sky. Anyway, Youlian should know what happened to this big deal, but he was too lazy to talk about it.

When Yao Changtian saw Yin Hou looking at him, he spread his hands - What are you looking at me for? What can I do if he doesn't like it?

Yin Hou thought for a moment - how about you act like a baby?

The White Ghost King rolled his eyes and said - Go find your cat grandson, we won't do it!

The Demon King, Tianzun and Lu Tianhan had already run into the ancestral hall.

I was shocked when I looked up - Wow! No windows! Wow! What a big floor berth!

The fourth son and the emperor were probably tired of playing. They were sitting on the floor watching the stars. When they heard the movement outside, they looked back together.

Tianzun and Lu Tianhan both looked at the two of them and shook their heads - Whose living person is sleeping in the ancestral hall?

Too bad!

Zhao Pu Gong and Sun Lin Yehuo, who were watching the excitement, nodded, and Nangong Ji also looked forward to the old man telling them a good story!

But before Tianzun and Lu Tianhan could speak, the Demon King had already taken off his shoes and ran up to the shop, "It's interesting..."

When Tianzun and Lu Tianhan heard this, they took off their shoes and ran after the Demon King.

Zhao Pu and Gongsun shook their heads and went out to find midnight snacks. They were both hungry after struggling all night.

Nangong took the opportunity to rest for a while, and Zou Liang went out to arrange the guards' shifts. Lin Yehuo thought about it, became a little curious, and took off his shoes and went to the floor.

After a while, everyone arrived at the ancestral hall.

Tianzun and Yin Hou saw Miaomiao Tower in the distance and were a little puzzled - can Miaomiao Tower be seen here? But they have never seen this manor from Miaomiao Tower.

The little fourth son pointed at the hole in the wall and asked Tianzun what to do so that it could not be seen.

Tianzun raised his hand just like Bai Yutang and blocked the hole... Sure enough, Yuan Qi Tower appeared in front of him.

"Oh..." Yin Hou and Tianzun both understood. No wonder they heard the voices of Zhao'er and Yutang just now, but they couldn't find the direction.

Zhao Zhen showed the dotted and line drawings they drew to several old men.

Several old men took the painting and looked at the little emperor sitting cross-legged on the floor - you are sleeping out?!

Zhao Zhen held up a pillow with a smile and said that the people of Kaifeng were living a good life, but the pillow was stuffed with beans!

Everyone looked at the emperor speechlessly, who had never seen a mung bean shell pillow.

At this time, I don't know if they were attracted by the sound of people near the window, but a few little squirrels ran up again.

The demon king stretched out his hand and gently poked the big tail of one. Without warning, the little guy immediately opened his voice, which startled a group of martial saints.

Tianzun covered his ears, "It's so noisy!"

Yin Hou and Yao Changtian both curiously leaned over to look at the little squirrel - how could such a small man have such a loud voice?!

The Demon King looked at the little squirrel, then at Yuan Qi Tower in the distance, stretched out his hand to touch his chin, and looked back at Youlian.

Youlian was looking at the drawings drawn by Xiaosizi.

The White Ghost King felt that this drawing looked familiar from the moment he saw it. When he saw Youlian, he suddenly remembered that he had intercepted a batch of letters sent from Youlian's military camp before. He didn't know who wrote them specifically, but he opened the letters and read them completely.

I don’t understand, it’s all these lines connecting dots.

Yao Changtian glanced at Yin Hou subconsciously.

But Yin Hou had no reaction when he saw these patterns. It seemed to be the first time he saw them, which was a bit strange...

He went to look at Youlian again, Yao Changtian curled his lips and looked aside... There was no expression on Youlian's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking... This was a very standard Youlian state, and it reminded the White Ghost King a lot.

past.

At that time, the White Ghost King could not understand the batch of letters, and he was not interested in such things, so he asked his sister to read them.

After reading it, the girl said "interesting", but when I asked her specifically, she said it had nothing to do with the war, she just made something. When she heard it had nothing to do with the war, the White Ghost King was no longer interested... His sister also said

What? It seems like it said "smart" or something.

Just as the White Ghost King was thinking about it, Youlian beside him had already put down the drawings and went over to look at the tablets.

Nangong Ji, who was sitting at the altar table and resting, saw You Lian reaching out and quickly reminded, "The fourth child is not allowed to touch the lid."

Youlian was slightly stunned, looking at Nangong, as if asking - why?

Naturally, Nangong didn't know either, but at this moment he didn't move or speak, and just looked at Youlian.

Compared to other old men, Nangong had fewer opportunities to meet Youlian... In his impression, Youlian looked a little sickly and had a very aloof temperament that was difficult to get close to. Moreover, this person exudes a very smart spirit from head to toe.

I feel like I will be more careful when talking to him, for fear of being looked at as a fool.

This was the first time that Nangong and Youlian looked at each other. He was sitting while Youlian was standing.

Youlian's eyes reminded Nangong of an animal inexplicably...the little sika deer raised in Kaifeng Mansion, Golden Leaf.

Nangong was still distracted, but Youlian had already turned around to tug on the Silver Demon King's sleeve.

The Demon King turned around, and everyone else also turned back. Youlian pointed at the urn on the table to look at the Demon King.

The Demon King stretched out his hand to help him open it, and stopped Tianzun who was about to open the lid.

Zhao Zhen curiously asked the fourth son, "Can only Silver Fox open it?"

The fourth boy nodded.

Zhao Zhen tilted his head - why?

The fourth boy raised his chubby hands and waved them around - posture is very important!

"Posture?" Zhao Zhen looked at his hands and wanted to study it with Nangong next to him... When he turned around, he realized that Nangong was still staring at Youlian in a daze.

Zhao Zhen followed Nangong's eyes and looked at Nangong again, stretched out his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

Nangong was startled, covered his head and turned to look at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and reached out to poke him between the eyebrows.

Nangong covered his forehead and looked at Zhao Zhen again.

Zhao Zhen shook his head and said casually, "Be careful."

Nangong was puzzled - what to be careful about?
To be continued...