During his lifetime, Yan Yu lived alone in a house on a mountain. There was only a mother-in-law and a concierge in the house.
No one told her stories, and there were no books for her to read.
After death, he was still guarding a mountain, with two little ghosts following him.
One doesn't talk much, the other talks too much.
She never knew that besides humans and ghosts, there really were fairies.
"Will they turn into humans?" Yan Yan was stunned.
"I will after I become an immortal."
"Oh——" Yan Yan trailed off, still looking blank.
She hasn't seen the tree spirit yet... she wants to!
All things have spirit and receive the essence of the sun and moon.
At night, the moonlight rises.
Yan Yu squatted alone at the door of the backyard of Jinzhifang.
She wanted to try her luck and see if she could meet the legendary Peach Tree Spirit.
During the day, she said she wanted to see Peach Tree Spirit, but Xiao Bai Zhu rejected her request.
She is said to be the King of Ghosts, and the ghost power in her body is extremely powerful. Peach Tree Spirit will suffer disaster if it encounters her.
If she herself doesn't understand the importance of the ghost power in her body, the peach tree spirit will dissipate when it touches her spirit body.
At this time, Yan Yu was squatting at the door, wearing Xiu Niang's clothes, and all the ghost power in his body had been sealed by her.
She was known as the goddess who came to the world during her lifetime. With this birth chart, I don't believe she can't attract that peach tree spirit.
She originally thought that those who told her about her horoscope were all magicians, but now if she really saw the peach tree spirit, then she would believe what those magicians said.
If you can learn from the peach tree spirit, then there will be a shortcut for Qingyu to attain enlightenment and become an immortal.
The calculations in Yan Yan's mind were rattling, and the fabrics on the shelves in the backyard were rustling in the wind.
Amidst the rustling, several shadows flashed in the cloth blown by the wind.
Yan Yan put down the little calculation in his mind, raised his head and looked at the shelf, and suddenly paused.
In her peripheral vision, there was a figure standing beside and behind her.
Before she could turn her head to look, a hand was placed on her shoulder.
"What are you doing squatting here?" A female voice sounded in the quiet night, and a strange aura surrounded Yan Yan's ears.
"The boss is unconscious, and I'm so worried that I can't sleep." Yan Yan suppressed the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but turn up, and tried to show a sad look.
He stood up and turned to look at the woman behind him.
The same embroidered clothes, the usual bun, but no facial features on the face.
The eyes, mouth, nose, and even the cheeks cannot be seen, there is only a flat piece of human skin.
"But if you don't rest, your body will not be able to hold on."
The sound reached Yan Yan's ears, but he didn't know where it came from.
The flat human skin on the woman's face didn't even move.
Yan Yan stared blankly at the woman's face.
Like a hard-boiled egg.
She likes boiled eggs dipped in honey, but chili sauce is also good.
I kind of want to eat tea eggs.
Yan Yan swallowed, "Sister, do you like eggs?"
The woman was stunned.
He never expected that Yan Yan would ask this question, and he didn't know how to reply for a moment.
"Ahem." Yan Yan coughed slightly, "Sister is right, you should rest early. Where is sister? Why don't you go back to your room?"
In this life, even including his previous life, Yan Yan has never called himself a junior.
At this time, in front of the faceless woman, the first sentence was okay, but as she spoke, her tone couldn't help but become exclusive.
The faceless woman didn't know what her face looked like, but Yan Yan heard a chuckle.
"Sister is right, I'm just about to go back to my room." The voice appeared inexplicably and emphasized at the end, "I don't like eggs very much."