Yang Zimei came to the spirit gathering array arranged in the center of the courtyard.
She put the small iron tower in and started to activate the magic circle.
If you use your heavenly eyes, you can see that there is black evil energy on one side and white auspicious energy on the other side, just like the two Tai Chi instruments, two completely different auras are continuously drawn in, rotating in the sky above the entire house...
Yang Zimei’s last move is completed![
The two breaths of black and white spread out, restoring the original tranquility.
The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are like spring rain after a drought, full of vitality. The green ones are greener and the red ones are redder. The whole courtyard is filled with the fresh breath of the mountains.
Yang Zimei closed her eyes and felt it quietly for a while.
I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time. It's like being on the spring on the mountain. The surroundings are filled with the essence of heaven and earth. It's a good place for practice and health.
Moreover, such a small world is just suitable for her and Long Zhutian to live together and fall in love.
Long Zhutian's aura is different from others, and his own aura is as messy as hers, so he can live here for a long time.
As for the ordinary people at home, if they live in such a place where there is such great auspiciousness and disaster, it will be like a patient who is weak without supplements, which is harmful but useless.
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"Is this our new home?"
Long Zhutian stood at the door of the house, raised his eyes and looked at the antique red lacquer door. Suddenly, some incoherent memories flashed through his mind. He tried hard to capture them, but he couldn't capture them no matter what.
He shook his head slightly and looked at Yang Zimei beside him and asked.
Yang Zimei raised a smile at him: "Well, this is our home, a home where no one can disturb us!"
After saying that, she stretched out her delicate white hands and pushed open the heavy door.
A fresh breath came out from the house, making Long Zhutian feel like he was standing in the valley in front of the wind, slowly feeling the comfortable breeze.
Yang Zimei took his big hand and stepped into the high threshold with him, then turned around and closed the door again, blocking the world from the two of them.
Long Zhutian looked around and nodded slightly, "Very good!"
"Do you feel that the air here is particularly fresh and comfortable?" Yang Zimei asked with a sly smile.
"Yes, it's like being in the mountains. The pores all over the body are relaxed and breathing is very comfortable." Long Zhutian looked down at her, with a trace of trance in his black and blue eyes, "But,
This kind of house feels like I’ve known it before.”
"Maybe the place where you used to live was also in a house like this?"[
If Long Zhutian and Zhuge Yue had grown up in the capital and came from a famous family, it would not be surprising at all to live in such a big house.
"Meimei, I seem to have remembered something." Long Zhutian reached out and patted his slightly swollen head, frowning and said, "But I can't think coherently."
"Then don't think about anything, just be with me." Yang Zimei raised her eyes and smiled at him, but there was a trace of worry in her eyes.
From a selfish point of view, she didn't really want him to regain his memory.
She likes to get along with him like this and doesn't want him to carry too many things.
"Um."
Long Zhutian nodded, put his arms around her delicate shoulders, his eyes were affectionate, and his voice was low and touching, "With you, that's enough."
Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart trembled slightly, and she stretched out her arms to hug his strong waist.
After those ten days of anxious waiting and hope, she was so afraid of losing him again!
She just wanted to stay with him like this forever, without any troubles, no burdens, and no secrets behind the family.
However, she also knew that that was impossible.
One day, Long Zhutian will return to his original memory!