Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 31 Lost
Ye Beixuan didn't understand what was going on, so he had to follow the young man in fancy clothes, Zhao Yunfeng.

He walked with an arrogant and conceited pace, followed closely by four beautiful maids.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at an attic. Red lanterns hung high on either side of the attic, creating a vibrant pink hue that stirred emotions.

Looking up, I saw a plaque hanging high above the door, with the three big characters "Yihongyuan" particularly eye-catching.

"Sir, please don't let him in... please." Zhao Yunge said angrily inside the umbrella.

She was extremely angry in her heart. She didn't expect that her little brother, who had grown up now, was still so spoiled.

"Ah! This..." Ye Beixuan was speechless for a while. In fact, I also wanted to go in and see the world! After all, I was only eighteen years old. Comparing myself to others was really frustrating.

As he spoke, Zhao Yunfeng had already stepped into the Yihong Courtyard. The madam, who was scantily clad, was smiling widely and extending her hand to greet him as he walked inside.

Watching him go in, Ye Beixuan unconsciously took a step forward. Suddenly, a light shout interrupted his steps: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Go in! How can you stop him if you don't go in?" Ye Beixuan touched his chin. Well, this is a good reason.

"You are not allowed to go in and look at those indecent women." Zhao Yunge suddenly became bold and said in a sharp tone.

Ah! This. Ye Beixuan spread his hands and said helplessly: "What should we do now?"

"Wait, wait for him to come out." Zhao Yunge's tone was angry, and she gritted her teeth as if she had a physical body, as if she was ready to face her thundering attack if he came out.

into the night.

The wind was blowing coldly, and when Ye Beixuan was about to fall asleep in the cold wind, the oil-paper umbrella vibrated violently again, waking him up instantly.

"He's out." An urgent voice came from inside the umbrella.

Ye Beixuan's body shook, his head shook slightly, and his eyes instantly changed from blurred and trance to clear. He quickly moved his eyes to the door.

Zhao Yunfeng was seen swaying his body, surrounded by his maids, walking slowly towards the east with unsteady steps and a dazed look in his eyes.

"Sir, follow me," Zhao Yunge said pleadingly.

Ye Beixuan had no choice but to follow him slowly, watching him caressing the maid's body as he walked. He was filled with envy. Wasn't this his ultimate goal in his previous life?

Because Zhao Yunfeng was drunk, he walked very slowly. After being blown by the cold wind for a long time, he gradually saw a luxurious mansion.

I saw that the attic was towering into the clouds, and the door was decorated with exquisite wood carvings. The window sills were exquisitely patterned with delicate flowers, auspicious animals and other patterns, and the colors were also bright and colorful.

It's worthy of being the home of the richest man! Ye Beixuan sighed, and suddenly the umbrella on his waist flew out and stood in the air. The umbrella opened automatically, and a puff of green smoke flew into the house.

Just as Qingyan was about to enter.

Suddenly, the door frame in front of the door flashed with gold and silver, and two soldiers in gold and silver armor flew out to block her outside the door: "Leave quickly, this is not the place for you."

What? Door gods? Ye Beixuan frowned as he looked at the door gods clad in gold and silver armor, thinking to himself: They must be people with great merit in their lifetime, just like the land gods and city gods, who were granted titles after death! They are considered ghost cultivators, but their range of movement is smaller than that of the land gods and city gods, and they can only stay on the door.

"You two, I just want to go back home to see my parents whom I haven't seen for a long time. Please don't stop me." Zhao Yunge pleaded anxiously.

"You bold ghost, if you don't leave, we will beat you to pieces." The two men scolded Yun Ge angrily, looking like they were about to take action.

Looking at their arrogant appearance, Ye Beixuan was completely furious. Even the City God respected him, but his ghost was scolded by them like this?

【Ghosts and Gods Fear lv2(50%)】

"Stop." Ye Beixuan walked slowly forward and stood in front of Yun Ge with a calm expression.

Zhao Yunge's pupils shrank. Is this, is this just an ordinary gentleman? Is his mastery fake? How terrifying. The two guards looked terrified. A great cultivator? Hold on. He didn't make a move, so he wasn't here to cause trouble.

"Who are you, sir? People who practice Taoism are not allowed to interfere in the mortal world. What you are doing is probably against the rules." The warrior in golden armor bowed and said sincerely.

"My name is Ye Beixuan. I am very familiar with the City God, Lord Zhang. Could you please be flexible?" Seeing that the other party had given in, Ye Beixuan did not act in an aggressive manner, but spoke in an equal tone.

"What? You...you...you..." The guard in golden armor was so surprised he was speechless. Seeing this, the guard in silver armor continued, "The flood has flooded the Dragon King Temple. The City God has already warned us. If Mr. Ye comes, we must not stop him. It is our fault for being rude. We will take our leave now!"

"Huh" I breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that it's easier to get things done if you have connections!
After Jin and Yin bowed, they quietly retreated.

Ye Beixuan nodded towards Zhao Yunge and said, "You go in first! It's not appropriate for me to go in rashly. I'll wait for you here."

"Yes," Zhao Yunge bowed politely and said gratefully, "Thank you, sir."

After saying that, she turned into a wisp of green smoke and flew in.

In the attic, an elderly couple in their fifties, wearing satin robes and brocade clothes, were pacing anxiously back and forth at the door. They were Zhao Yunge's parents, Zhang Cuihua and Zhao Dafu.

"Why hasn't he come back yet?" The old man murmured, looking at the old woman and said, "It's all your fault. You spoiled him. Look at what he has become now. If his sister were still alive..."

"Blame me?" The old woman stood up and immediately said sharply, "Isn't it all your fault? You insisted on finding that blood ginseng."

"Mom and Dad, I'm back." A drunken voice interrupted the couple who were about to quarrel. The couple immediately looked happy, as he was finally back.

Then a figure came over slowly with unsteady steps, supported by a maid.

"Oh! My son! You are finally back. I was so worried." The old woman immediately dismissed the maid and personally held her son up and looked him up and down, fearing that he might be injured or something. Her eyes and tone were full of doting.

Yun Ge walked in and saw her parents whom she had been thinking about for a long time. Looking at their gray hair, she sighed inwardly! Her parents are already old!
"father."

"mother."

Yun Ge shouted at them, but how could mortals hear the screams of ghosts unless she showed up, but if she showed up, she would probably scare them.

"Son! What fun things did you have today?"

"There's nothing fun about it. It's all just boring stuff."

Looking at the doting look in his parents' eyes, Zhao Yunge's eyes were full of envy and loneliness. It turned out that his parents had forgotten about him a long time ago!

I felt a sense of loss in my heart, and even my ghost body felt a little unstable.

But she immediately smiled. As long as her parents were doing well, that was better than anything else. Forgetting me was the best outcome. After all, she was already dead.

Zhao Dafu said in a somewhat stern tone: "Okay, look at how you have spoiled your son, go back and have a rest!" Although he was a bit stern, his doting attitude was no less than Zhang Cuihua's.

"Dad, mom is gone." Zhao Yunge shed tears and finally called out softly.

Too bad they can't hear it.

She turned around slowly, feeling melancholy. Well, my wish had been fulfilled, and it was time for me to leave.

She walked out, looking back every few steps, until the old couple and Zhao Yunfeng disappeared in front of the door. Only then did she walk out of the door with a lost look on her face.

Seeing her disappointed face, Ye Beixuan asked with concern, "Did you see it?"

She nodded, turned into a puff of green smoke and flew towards Ye Beixuan. Then she suddenly hugged him and said, "Sir, can you please let me hug you?"

(End of this chapter)