493. Chapter 493 The Yang House on the Yin House 1
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"The driver escaped and we don't know how to drive. What should we do?"
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly and said to Xuehu, "Do you want us to walk back?"
Xue Hu jumped out of her arms and transformed into a human form, "Then walk back slowly."
"There are still more than a hundred kilometers."
Yang Zimei said with some sweat, "At our speed, we may have to wait till dawn."
"Let it come up at dawn, I just want to go with you!"
Xue Hu said in a stubborn tone that he had never heard before.
Yang Zimei looked at him, thinking that he would leave tomorrow and it would be good to spend more time together like this.
The two of them walked side by side...
One is wearing a fluttering white dress, the other is wearing a white ancient costume, and both of them have long hair hanging down to their waists. They are walking on the road with a little lightness, as if the wind is blowing under their feet, and they are walking elegantly and quickly on the road.
Occasionally, when a vehicle passed by them, they thought they had encountered a ghost and were so frightened that they drove wildly.
Every time he saw a car scare away, Yang Zimei couldn't help but want to laugh. He thought it was really fun to pretend to be a ghost and scare people like this.
"Girl, let me sing to you!"
Xue Hu looked at her smiling face that finally appeared, narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"OK!"
Yang Zimei agreed happily.
The sound of the snow lake is so beautiful, as if it comes from nature, so when you sing it, it must be beautiful and moving.
Xue Hu cleared her throat and sang.
The more Yang Zimei listened, the more familiar the pronunciation of his lyrics became, and he couldn't help but ask: "What language do you sing this in?"
"I don't know what language it is in. I just know that this is a very old song that has been passed down by our fox tribe." Xue Hu said.
"I seem to have heard singing in this language somewhere." Yang Zimei thought hard.
"Unless it's a man in your family who has sung it, there's no way anyone else can sing it," Xue Hu said.
"Yes, yes, he once sang a similar lullaby."
Yang Zimei roughly hummed the tune of the lullaby.
"I can also sing."
Snow Lake sang softly.
His voice is different from Long Zhutian's deep and magnetic voice. It has an ethereal and soft tone. When humming, it has a unique flavor and is truly hypnotic.
Xiao Qian was immediately hypnotized and fell asleep.
Yang Zimei also started to yawn and wanted to stay in bed.
Xuehu stopped singing, looked at her and asked, "Is it this?"
Yang Zimei nodded, "Almost the same."
"Then your man is at least half of our bloodline. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so familiar with his aura." Xue Hu said.
"Half human and half demon?"
Yang Zimei asked doubtfully.
"It's possible, but I can't find any traces of his demon. Anyway, he gives me a very strange feeling." Xue Hu said.
Yang Zimei told what happened to Long Zhutian with the Taomu Card, and took out the Taomu Card to Xue Hu, "Can you see what's different about it?"
Xue Hu did not take the mahogany card, but shook his head and said: "I don't know, many things may be a kind of fate."
Yang Zimei touched the lines on the peach wood sign with her fingers. Yes, it might be fate. Otherwise, it would not have been lost in Africa and eventually returned to her hands after thousands of miles.
As the two of them were walking, they saw a house on the roadside with lights on and something noisy.
Yang Zimei raised his eyes and saw that the sky above the house was full of sinister aura.
Looking more closely, I found that the direction of the door of this house was also very strange.