At first, seeing Wen Yang's slim figure and clear temperament, I thought she was just a girl next door who didn't have much knowledge.
It wasn't until the Nine Yin Bagua array in the basement was broken and she was immediately noticed by being regarded as the eye of the array that she realized how stupid she was for judging people by their appearance.
In fact, she is not angry with Wen Yang, but with herself.
I am angry that I am like this, unable to protect anyone around me, and helplessly watching one after another young girls go to the road of no return.
I'm even more angry that I didn't listen to my parents' advice and had to believe in the lies and deceptions in this world, which is why I ended up where I am today.
Wen Yang sat next to Chen Yan, his eyes filled with the autumn moon and spring breeze, warm and clear, "Human nature is impermanent, and it is rare for you to stay awake under heavy resentment. Don't try to think about painful things. In addition to torturing yourself,
There is no benefit."
Chen Yan's fingertips trembled slightly, tears hanging on her eyelashes, "But what's the use? I witnessed the death of these sisters with my own eyes, but I have no ability to help them..."
Even if the Nine Yin Bagua Formation is broken now and they finally get their wish, what if they can go home and see their relatives one last time?
People cannot be resurrected. After all, they have lost their youth and their flower-like life.
But their parents can never see their children again...
Thinking of this, Chen Yan felt even more painful. She buried her head in her knees and cried silently.
Wen Yang thought of the innocent and innocent faces just now, and felt something in her heart, but she was not like Chen Yan, but there were more unknown emotions in her eyes.
At first, the reason why she established the Taoist Gate was just to take in the homeless children so that they would no longer be hungry, barefoot, and miserable.
But later, as evil cults entered the world, they used evil spirits to harm living beings. As the first descendant of the Taoist sect, she had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the world.
He began to teach his disciples to learn techniques, passed them on to Taoist disciples, and asked them to build Taoist temples in various places to promote Taoist culture and at the same time eliminate the evil ghosts and ghosts.
But after she came to this world, she discovered that science was respected here and she no longer believed in ghosts and gods. She only regarded those after-dinner conversations as hot topics of gossip.
As for those so-called decent people, they have no use except using their profession to deceive the common people and mistaking the good ones for the bad ones in order to make money and ‘solve disasters’ for them.
Thinking of these, Wen Yang came up with the idea of opening a museum.
However, as soon as this idea came to her mind, she thought that the currency of this world is red Mao Zedong~
The ring she made for Feng Lingche last time cost her more than 7 million...
Seeing that there were only 3 million left in Kali, she silently put aside the matter of opening a gym.
Chen Yan on the side is still bowing her head sadly.
Wen Yang pulled her up, with a quiet smile on his face, "I think you should go see your parents. They have always missed you. It's almost dawn, and it will be too late if you don't go~"
Chen Yan looked at her blankly and nodded obediently.
It wasn't until later that Wen Yang heard her say that today's smile had been silently in Chen Yan's mind for a long time.
……
After everyone came back and confirmed that they had filled their hearts with regrets, Wen Yang opened the reincarnation door and sent a few people away.
However, Chen Yan insisted that she did not want to be reincarnated, and Wen Yang couldn't resist her, so she finally agreed and threw her into the Ruyi Jing Vase.
When he returned to the basement, Fu Chenhong was holding Zhou He's shoulders and talking about what happened when he was a child.
Seeing Wen Yang appear at the door, their expressions changed at the same time, realizing that it was time to separate.
Zhou He stood up, let go of Fu Chenhong's hand, and forced out a smile that was uglier than a ghost, "Master, are you willing to listen to the story?"
Wen Yang looked at the time and answered decisively, "I don't want to."
Zhou He: "..."
Wen Yang's eyes moved from Zhou Heping to Fu Chenhong's face, and his tone was always calm, "However, I can tell you some good news."
Zhou He's dim eyes lit up again, "What's the good news?"
"You will meet each other again in the next life and renew your relationship."
After hearing these words, the two of them looked at each other, and both saw joy in their eyes. Two drops of ghost tears fell at the same time, fused together, and condensed into a drop of light yellow farewell tears, which slowly flew to Wen Yang's hand.
ri.
A drop of ghost tears is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
Eight drops can be poured into Mengpo River.
Wen Yang held it in the palm of her hand, with a rare sense of joy in her eyes, "That's all, for the sake of these tears, I'll just listen to what you have to say," she paused for a moment, "but the ghost gate has a limited time limit, you need to follow it first
I'm going back to Yufeng Garden."
……
Opening the gate of ghosts and reincarnation consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
Returning to the room again, Wen Yang supported her swaying body and pressed her hands on the solid wood table. Suddenly she heard the wooden table making a hissing sound as it could not withstand the heat. She took it away and took a look, only to find that the place where she pressed was baked.
I made a small handprint.
"..."
She quietly covered it with a tablecloth.
It seems that today I can only use spiritual power to repair the meridians...
After the body returns to normal body temperature, it will be bright outside.
Wen Yang was about to go out to buy breakfast and come back to eat and listen to Zhou He's stories when there was a sudden knock on the door.
She is the maid of Yufeng Garden.
She carefully knocked on the door and said in a respectful tone, "Hello Mrs. Feng, we have already prepared it. Do you want to eat in the room or go to the dining table to eat with the old man?"
Mrs. Feng?
Wen Yang frowned slightly, when did she become Mrs. Feng?
Living in someone else's house and having her own breakfast specially made, Wen Yang felt that it was not appropriate to eat it in the room, so she said to the maid, "Thank you, please put it on the dining table for me. I'll be down in a minute."
After hearing this, the maid responded, "Okay, Mrs. Feng."
Wen Yang: "..."
Can't you call her by another name?
After not sleeping all night, Wen Yang's face still looked energetic. After washing, she changed back into her white cheongsam and walked out of the room immediately.
As soon as she opened the door, the aroma of rice wafted over, tickling her taste buds.
She thought that Feng Lingche had already gone to the company at this time, but when she reached the corner of the stairs, she discovered that he was still at home!
At this time, he was sitting at the dining table, holding a cup of coffee and a newspaper in his other hand, concentrating on the news inside.
Wen Yang: "..."
As expected of the boss.
When the old man saw Wen Yang coming down, he hurriedly waved to her, "Come here, little benefactor, I don't know what you like to eat, so I asked the chef to make more than 20 kinds of breakfast. What do you like?"
Feng Lingche's eyes also fell on her, but only for a moment, he looked away again.
Wen Yang nodded and sat down, looking at the table with a dazzling array of breakfast items, she didn't know which one to start with.
So I picked the one closest to me and put it in the bowl.
Then she heard the cook standing behind introduce her, "Mrs. Feng, this is French toast. Thick bread slices are fully soaked in egg liquid, and then paired with a delicate caramel layer. After being fried until slightly burnt, the texture is crispy.
Sweet and tender..."
Feng Lingche's hand holding the vegetables paused slightly, and he looked over with a half-smile, "What did you call her just now?"