Huang Quan's companion

"What kind of happy ending can the soul fly away..." Shi Tianning was very helpless at his innocence, "The best thing is that the soul is collected, the spells are gathered in one place, and the three souls and seven souls return to their places. Come back to life."

He Tang finally heard the good news, and felt better: "That means there is still hope."

Wanniang and Shengun have already entered the door, hearing this, Wanniang chuckled, and Shengun poured cold water on the side: "This kind of possibility is very rare, and the life of a person is only a few dozen years, and if you want to travel all over It is already difficult to find the lost three souls and seven souls in one place, and it is even more difficult to keep them. Even if you are lucky and collect them all, how can you happen to know how to gather souls? Even if someone in the sky can do it, who knows? After the return of the three souls and seven souls, is the body still there?"

"Huh?" He Tang was dumbfounded, he forgot about the corpse.

"When the three souls and seven souls are all found, the body will have turned into a bone. Even if there is thousands of years of ice to keep the body from rotting, how do you know that the person who came back alive will not be stupid?" Wan Niang flicked out the cards by herself. Shuffled the cards, and added, "Besides, if there is no body, is it possible to grab someone else's body?"

He Tang stretched out his hand and gestured: "Wait a minute...why do I hear...is it similar to time travel?"

"What time travel?" Everyone was puzzled.

He Tang patted the table and explained to everyone: "Time-traveling! Time-traveling is very popular in our place! Some people wear soul wear..."

Everyone listened intently to his science popularization, and listened to him talk about his time-traveling experience, listening with great interest, and finally slammed their mouths with unsatisfactory words: "Interesting! It's much more interesting than seizing a house."

Shenzhu looked regretful: "If I lived in your world, I must be very popular."

He Tang shook his head: "No, your kind will be criticized as feudal superstition in our place."

The magic stick curled his lips immediately: "Stupid."

Everyone laughed.

Wan Niang greeted: "Play cards, play cards!"

"Oh, what cards are you playing? Come and play mahjong!" He Tang called Yang Jinshu to take out mahjong, "Yang Jinshu, where's mahjong?"

"Why do you call Mr. Yang by his first name?" Wan Niang looked at him, "Didn't you still call Mr. Yang a few days ago?"

"..." He Tang blushed, "That's a joke! Our place doesn't have as many rules as yours... What's wrong with being called Yang Jinshu? Aren't you also called Brother Tianning?"

"That's because I don't like him." Wan Niang rolled her eyes.

Shi Tianning said leisurely from the side: "That's not what you said during the double cultivation."

Miss Wan: "..."

Shen stick shook his head from the side: "I don't know how to be ashamed!"

Yang Jinshu put out the mahjong made of bamboo slices, and He Tang pushed him on the chair and taught them how to play mahjong, laughing and laughing.

Wan Niang is a quick learner, and she is very slick at pushing and playing, but she can't play with a magic stick, so she cannonballs indiscriminately and makes people mad.Shi Tianning's card skills are not good, and his brand is acceptable, but sometimes he is so angry that he can't help cursing because of his internal injuries, but unfortunately, he is thick-skinned, so he is allowed to slap the table in anger and play cards randomly to have fun.

He Tang poked Yang Jinshu's shoulder: "Why don't you have the strength to play cards?"

Yang Jinshu said helplessly, "Dizziness."

"Tsk, it's too scum." He Tang asked him to sit up, "I'll do it."

Yang Jinshu gave up the chair and let him sit. As soon as He Tang came to the table, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and the bluffing circle ended, abruptly making the magic stick no chance to play cards randomly.

Unknowingly, when it was time to be ugly, Wan Niang and Shi Tianning soon became sleepy, and found a gloomy room in Yang Jinshu's mansion to rest. Snoring in my arms.

The magic stick slowly put away the mahjong, looked at Yang Jinshu who was standing still at the table and joked: "Since you have this little pet, you have become much more lively."

"He is very interesting." Yang Jinshu touched He Tang's face, "Although he is not from our place, he is very interesting."

"You didn't teach him how to practice?"

"He's still young." Yang Jinshu's eyes darkened, "I'm afraid he will suffer if he goes out rashly."

"He is so weak that he will suffer disaster when he goes out." The magic stick set up the mahjong and asked him, "You don't want him to go out, are you afraid that he will be reincarnated alone after fulfilling his wish?"

"..." Yang Jinshu blinked slowly, "Fortunately, he is so stupid, he can't even find the way to Huangquan."

"Haha, too." The magic stick floated over and flicked Hetang's small forehead, "Poor little boy."

Yang Jinshu smiled, seeing how energetic he was, he asked, "How are you doing? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The magic stick waved his hand: "Hey, what can I do? It's just a headache from time to time."

"Ghosts don't get headaches." Yang Jinshu said seriously, "You know very well that someone is summoning spirits."

Shen stick turned around irritably: "Zhao Zhao Zhao, let him recruit!"

Yang Jinshu was helpless: "Don't you wonder who it is?"

"How do I know?" The magic stick turned his back, "Why have you become more and more annoying these years? Go take care of your little pet, and I will go to practice. Where did you put the Shura umbrella?"

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Yang Jinshu could only say: "Be careful in the study."

"I know, it's over." The magic stick disappeared in a flash.

Yang Jinshu carried the weak He Tang back to the bedroom, and the little guy was always safely and securely on his chest, much more docile than when he was awake.

Putting him on the bed, Yang Jinshu drew a magic circle in the air, concentrating on weaving dreams.At this time, it was late at night, and my parents were sleeping soundly. I haven't seen them for a long time, and I miss them very much.

He Tang woke up the next day, and when he turned around, he saw Yang Jinshu leaning on the bed and reading a book.

"Where did you get this book? Could it be that your parents burned it for you?" he asked.

Yang Jinshu noticed that he woke up, and said with a smile: "No, this is a book I borrowed from the errand. It contains some secret methods of cultivation in the underworld, but it is so old that many methods are no longer effective."

"Is there any way? Let me see." He Tang reached out to grab the book, but Yang Jinshu put the book away, grabbed his arm and lifted him up, "Let's go, I'll take you farther today."

"Huh? Go farther? Where? Mass graves?"

"No, I'll take you to Yang's house for a while."

"Your house?" He Tang became interested, "Can you go to your house? Are you afraid of scaring people?"

"If you're careful, it won't happen." Yang Jinshu handed him a stack of clothes, "Change your wedding dress."

"Wow, I finally have new clothes! I'm touched..." He Tang quickly shook off the clothes, and found that it was a water-green blouse. It still looked like a woman's dress, but it looked green on him Cute, "It always feels weird."

"I entrusted the dream to my parents and asked them to burn it for you." Yang Jinshu was a little embarrassed, "I dare not tell them that you are a man, so I can only wrong you."

He Tang understood, curled his lips and said, "Forget it, anyway, I don't expect them to burn men's clothes for me."

He soon became happy, bouncing around Yang Jinshu: "Let's go, let's go to your house."

Yang Jinshu took him down the mountain.

The Yang family is very big, and the two nearby hills are the property of the Yang family.The ancestral house was built at the foot of the mountain, guarded by the elders of the Yang family, and most of the direct descendants lived here.And halfway up the mountain there is a small villa for summer vacation. Every summer, Yang Jinshu will come to live in the villa for three to five months. Because of his infirmity and lack of achievements, he is looked down upon by his family members. Therefore, apart from his parents and a few relatives, he and Yang The rest of the family is not on good terms.

This time he went down the mountain, he deliberately chose midnight, and took He Tang to the small villa halfway up the mountain for a stroll.

The villa is hidden in the verdant vegetation, quiet and peaceful. There are two phoenix trees and one spider plant in the yard.He likes to be quiet, and there are bamboo and rattan reclining chairs and long wooden coffee tables in the small pavilion in the courtyard. In summer, he sits on the reclining chairs, sipping tea and reading books, very leisurely.Since his death, his parents have come to live in the small villa every July to see things and think about others.

Yang Jinshu hid at the door and found no one in the courtyard, so he took He Tang to his favorite kiosk.

The furnishings in the pavilion were the same as before, Yang Jinshu felt sour in his heart, he felt that time flies like an arrow, things are different and people are different.He brushed the edge of the bamboo and rattan with his hand, and said with lowered eyes, "This rattan chair was woven for me by the housekeeper himself, and I have used it for more than ten years."

"The butler is very kind to you." Seeing his downcast expression, He Tang couldn't help but stand behind him and asked softly, "Why do you suddenly want to go back to the Yang family? You have lived in the back mountain for seven years and haven't left the mountain yet." Pass."

"I talked to my mother in my dream yesterday, and I felt that she was much older." Yang Jinshu forced a smile, "My mother is the third lady of a wealthy family. She was younger than my aunt when she celebrated her 40th birthday. ...After I left, my mother has become haggard day by day, and now she is not half a century old, and her temples are turning white, I see... my heart aches very much."

"You are the only child in your family?"

"Yes, I'm the only child in my family, so my parents dote on me a lot. It's just that my mother has suffered and been talked about." Yang Jinshu closed his eyes, "I must have suffered a lot of grievances in the years since I left."

He Tang was silent.

He knew that for these big families, the early death of the only son would not only hurt the feelings of the family, but also for a mother, it would be severely criticized from all sides.He usually looked at Yang Jinshu's food and clothing expenses after his death, and it was obvious that he was loved by his parents, but for the old couple, the dead son was hard to comfort their hearts.

"Your parents... haven't had any children these years?"

Yang Jinshu shook his head: "After my mother gave birth to me, my body was not as good as before, and I couldn't..."

"This..." He Tang was dumbfounded.

When a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, life is very sad.

"Let's go, I'll show you elsewhere." Yang Jinshu took his hand and walked down the mountain.

He Tang looked around, but saw that the Yang family's ancestral house at the foot of the mountain was brightly lit, as if celebrating something.At this moment... He was a little puzzled, and only belatedly realized that Yang Jinshu was in an abnormal mood today.

He quietly glanced at Yang Jinshu who was leading the way.

The young man was wearing a simple and elegant moon-white burqa, and he floated slowly up the mountain without touching the ground, while He Tang had just learned to float, so he grabbed his hand with unfamiliar movements, and occasionally fell down and ran a few times.

Yang Jinshu had never seen such a stupid ghost, and he couldn't help laughing every time he pulled him up.

When they went down the mountain, that strange expression appeared on Yang Jinshu's face again.

The two stood on the courtyard wall of the Yang family's mansion and looked at the festive candles all over the courtyard. He Tang saw that it was celebrating some kind of happy event, looked carefully at Yang Jinshu, and asked, "This is it?"

Yang Jinshu said softly, "My parents adopted a son from a collateral relative."

He Tang had heard of this custom a little.

In cases like the Yang family, where the only son died young, the parents would indeed adopt a relative's child from the family, usually a boy who would be considered a son.It's just that in this way, Yang Jinshu's heart will inevitably be lost.

Yang Jinshu suddenly said: "I picked that child."