In Pingyang City, the Tianshi's dormitory was displayed in a restaurant.

Shang Ye sat at the head of the bed all night. Things were so wonderful. I remember that when he first came to this world, he was weak and lying on the bed with almost no ability to move. Lin Xiuxiu took care of him all night by the bed. That warmth had diluted a little, and the confusion and anxiety in his heart was now lying on the bed.

She woke up for a while last night and knew that she had escaped from the queen. She cried for a long time before she held Shang Ye's hand tightly and fell asleep again...

Shang Ye looked at the girl's sleeping face, thought for a whole night, and finally sighed, but he still couldn't do it...

There is no doubt that Lin Xiuxiu is a beauty. Whether from the perspective of his previous life or present, although the two have a short time together, Shang Ye could feel that she is a kind of gentle and gentle woman.

Now, she has broken away from the claws of the Heavenly Ghost Realm and will not follow the path of the ghost dance girl in the future. As long as she maintains the status quo, Shang Ye can get a woman to throw herself into her arms. No matter how she looks, it will make a profit, but...

The boy she liked was no longer there.

This is a fact.

Shang Ye could not borrow others' skins and deceive a girl's house with false intentions.

That's too despicable...

Although he would not tell her origin, after settling her down and finding the opportunity, Shang Ye must explain it to her clearly.

There was a movement outside the house, and Li Haoyan reached into the crack of the door and made a move at him.

This guy was busy all night last night, and the fact that the ghost cultivator was hidden in Wangxin'an was true. He contacted people everywhere to deal with this matter. Unlike the Huangquan Sect that only appeared in the past hundred years, the Heavenly Ghost Dao has caused harm to the world since ancient times. Cultivators of all dynasties attached great importance to the ghost cultivator. Every time the Heavenly Ghost Dao appeared, it could cause shock to the side.

After Shang Ye walked out, he saw a young man found by Zhang San in the yard.

"Lord Qingdong, where is Zhenren Zhang? Is there any progress in this trip?"

Qingta sighed slightly and said, "That master is indeed a ghost cultivator. Both the third master and I confirmed that after she knew that she was exposed, she showed her true body on the spot and took action. If we hadn't been back to protect everyone, the fate of those female cultivators in the Lotus Sect would be unpredictable..."

"What about her?" Li Haoyan asked.

"Escape for the time being..."

Shang Ye said: "For the time being?"

Qingtao nodded, "She was hit by the Third Master's secret technique. In a short period of time, the Third Master can find her traces if she wants to chase her."

"Has that Zhenren Zhang chased after him?"

Qingshi frowned when he heard this and sighed lightly, as if there was something unspeakable. Shang Ye and Li Haoyan looked at each other with a little confused expression.

On the street in front of Baihua Building in the city, the three of them looked up and saw Zhang San leaning against the railing on the second floor, drinking...

It was early morning, and there were few pedestrians coming and going, only the faint morning mist was floating in the air. The gate of Baihua Building was closed, and Zhang San was not accompanied by him. He was drinking alone, facing the empty building.

“So, what exactly happened?”

This time, Shang Ye was also confused.

Qingtao pursed her lips, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know much, it's that woman... It seems to have an old age with the Third Master?"

Li Haoyan looked strange, "Ah?"

Suddenly, an empty wine jar fell, and the three of them quickly took a few steps back, and the things were smashed to pieces on the bluestone slab. Seeing the ground was in a mess, it was obvious that more than one jar was lost.

Qingtae scratched her face and whispered: "The Third Master is in a bad mood, why don't we go first..."

"Hey, you guys are here."

Zhang San's chin was placed on the railing and suddenly shouted at them.

Shang Ye tried to ask, "Senior, what happened?"

"Ha, things in the world are unpredictable, and they are mostly accidents, but how come so many accidents..." Zhang San muttered and asked again: "Have you found the person you are looking for?"

Shang Ye nodded, "Finished."

Zhang San said: "That's good, I found it too."

"Senior, are you looking for someone?"

"Who knows what to look for? After practicing for a long time, I will always forget what I am looking for, but it is not really forgotten. When I dreamed at midnight, when the wine was in full bloom, I still remembered when I was in a daze. I thought I didn't care, but when I met it, I realized that it was like this and the fate came... "

The three people downstairs didn't understand it very much.

Zhang San smiled and shook his head, and said slightly, "The immortal cultivation is just to cause trouble for himself. Why are there so many stupid donkeys who are going on one after another..."

"What happened to senior? Is there something wrong with the ghost cultivator?" Shang Ye asked again. He wanted to figure out the reason, and he couldn't let a demon cultivator escape from the sky.

What happened...

Mr. Zhang was drunk and immersed himself in the past.

That spring.

He went on an outing with his classmates. As he and Shang Ye said, a few dumb boys wanted to climb into the nunnery and take a look, but he didn't go in.

He stood under the wall, looked up, and waited...

When he was a child, he was a little dull and acted very restrained. He read too much, so he mostly did this.

Soon, he regretted it again. He didn't have any thoughts about the nunnery, but just felt that he should keep up with the adventures of his companions.

But he can't get on the wall alone.

So he walked a few steps around the wall and found a tree not far away. A branch was a little close to the wall. He climbed up, followed the trunk, used his hands and feet, and slowly moved towards the treetops. When he was about to reach the end, he looked at the ground, which was a little high...

His mind shook, his body immediately became unstable, and he quickly screamed and fell down.

He held his arms and groaned in pain.

Suddenly, there was a movement in front of him. When he looked up, he saw a little nun running over with a bundle of firewood.

She held the monk's hat and looked at him with her big moist eyes.

He was a little confused and didn't know how to explain. The little nun glanced at his arm, immediately came forward and said, "Ah! You are injured."

The little nun knelt beside him, cleaned his wounds with the water from his portable bamboo tube, and bandaged him with his own handkerchief...

At this time, he didn't know how to deal with himself, but just stared at the sweat beads on the tip of the little nun's nose and let her do it.

Finally, the bandage was done.

The little nun was very satisfied with looking at the handkerchief, smiled slightly, and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"In the city..."

"What are you doing? Why are you injured? Are you alone?"

She was very concerned.

He opened his mouth and lowered his head and said, "I can't say..."

The little nun was stunned, blinked and asked again, "What can you say?"

“Everything else can be said.”

The little nun narrowed her delicate eyes and stared at his eyes, as if she felt he was a little suspicious.

He moved aside a little unconsciously.

When the little nun noticed it, her eyes turned, "Okay, tell me about other things..."

He was young and smart, but he was not good at speaking. He felt that the girl clearly saw his cramps and guilt, but she was deliberately teasing him.

"What... say?"

“Anything is OK.”

He didn't like to talk aimlessly, nor was he adapted to the gaze of the opposite sex, so he bit his lips and counted the ants passing by on the ground...

"Do you say it?"

He shook his head slightly.

"Okay, I'm going to find the masters and I'll say that a little thief who climbed our wall fell here."

He looked up quickly, looking a little panicked.

"I, I'm not a thief..."

"Um..." She glanced at the tree branches above and said, "I told the masters that these tree branches should be pruned and they all need to build bridges and pave roads. What do you think?"

He cried out in his heart, thinking that he was not saying that the monks are kind and magnanimous, and how could this little nun catch him, so he couldn't wait to start to control him.

He said helplessly: "What do you want to hear?"

The little nun listened to Zhan Yan's smile and reached out to take off the leaves between his hair.

"Everyone wants to hear about the others, for example, I heard that there was a lantern festival in the city a while ago, did you go?"

"Everyone in Yangcheng has gone."

"I didn't go, tell me what the lantern will look like."

“Well, there are a lot of lights.”

“…How many ways?”

"A variety of brightness, various colors, various sounds, various stores, various people..."

"Do you have no other words? Look at your outfit, you are not a poor family. I think it's time to go to school. Since you have done research, don't be perfunctory to me, otherwise I can come to a group of teachers, all of whom can be your grandmother..."
To be continued...