That memory that was not a distant one returned to Gu Lian's mind.

The black door of death appeared in the air, and the other side of the door was as gorgeous and charming as carved with the blood of living beings. And behind the cold door, in places where the naked eye cannot see, there are the six reincarnation paths and the karma fire of the eighteen hells.

You can feel the endless dead aura without entering at all.

The gentleman walked slowly among the many ghosts. The moment he entered the gate, he turned around and looked at Gu Lian who was rushing towards him. Then he stepped back into the vagina. He opened his mouth, but the darkness inside the gate was like a giant beast, which quickly swallowed his figure.

When Gu Lian ran to the door, he vaguely saw the red karma fire.

What do you want to say?

Gu Lian didn't know, but he knew clearly that the gentleman was not calling for help.

The gentleman's expression was calm, and even though he still felt unwilling to accept it.

It was this scene, Gu Lian recalled several times and tried to capture clues.

That person must be a gentleman. Gu Lian could see clearly that the gentleman had a red and swollen ruler mark left when he was sucking his ruler yesterday.

However, what did Mr. Husband want to enter the Yin Gate and why he could enter the ghost world? Even if Gu Lian wanted to break his head, he could never get answers to these two questions, and there was no clue.

Yunwei asked Jiyue: "Do you think his husband may still be alive?"

This question is very sharp.

Jiyue cherishes Gu Lian, and therefore does not want to give Gu Lian illusory expectations. He said confidently: "Little Weier, it's not that I think it's like, but that he can't be alive at all."

Mr. is not the soul of great goodness and has no luck in the heavens.

If a human being enters the Reincarnation Tower, how could it be possible for him to survive?

After being burned by the karma fire in hell, let alone being alive, there is no chance of reincarnation.

Jiyue couldn't bear to continue stabbing Gu Lian in the end.

The young man is so pitiful, the old man should take care of the younger generation appropriately.

Yun Wei thought for a moment and said, "Sad."

Jiyue: "..."

Xiao Weier, are you sure you are comforting him, not spreading salt into his wounds?

Yunwei has no interest in Jiyue’s ideas, and what she is interested in is another matter.

It happened to be something Gu Lian was also thinking about.

"Sir, after the Yinmen, died." Gu Lian repeated this reality and then said word by word, "So, who else did I buy the fragments of the beauty under the moon?"

People cannot be resurrected when they die.

What's more, people who have been burned by the fire of hell.

Even if you resurrect yourself by borrowing a corpse, how can you find the same body?

Therefore, after the Soul Saving Day, who has been teaching his gentleman, who is the sacred place?

Gu Lian was crazy and was afraid of affecting Yun Wei, so he consciously said goodbye and went back to his bedroom.

The next day, it was light rain outside, the slanting breeze was slightly cool, and the temperature was indescribable.

The boss Yin Jiuyin in Lezhai is stuck in bed again.

The air outside was mixed with the smell of soil from rain. Su Qingwan stood by the window and watched the rain for a while, and walked back to help Yin Jiu cover the thin quilt. Yin Jiu lay flat in the bed and slept very well. In Su Qingwan's opinion, Yin Jiu could be called the most well-behaved time at this time.

Time has never changed Yin Jiutianci's handsome face.

However, Yin Jiu's temperament was carefully polished over the long and long years, washed away all the dew, and returned to the essence. It was more attractive to others than his appearance.

Su Qingwan stared at his sleeping face quietly.

The beautiful woman's eyes are full of affection, and she is always a beautiful scenery.

This scene is falling into the eyes of the demons who come to inform the people of daily life.

The demons lined up in a string of candied haws like a stack of arhats, and looked into the house with a head protruding.

Su Qingwan heard the whispering sounds and subconsciously turned her head to look over.

Wu Yao on the top was startled. One of them was not standing firmly, and the row was affected, like black balls of yarn, rolling down onto the corridor in screaming.

Su Qingwan laughed. She was about to go outside to see the situation, but her hand was pulled by Yin Jiu. She fell on Yin Jiu's lap, who had woken up at some point: "Sorry, it's aroused you."

"This is not Xiao Xiao's fault. It is the fault of the group of ghosts and howling outside." Yin Jiu's voice was a little hoarse as he woke up. He habitually rubbed Su Qingwan's hair.

Su Qingwan calculated the time and whispered: "Why don't you sleep for a while and I'll go and watch them?"

Wu Yao is easy to coax, and he is more well-behaved than Ayin and Ayang.

"It's still Xiaoxiao feels sorry for me." Yin Jiu smiled. He brushed Su Qingwan's slender waist with some meaning and whispered, "Forget it today, you can sleep with me some time another day."

Su Qingwan didn't know what she thought of, and her fair pretty face suddenly turned red.

"If you want to sleep, you will sleep by yourself, so I won't be with you."

After Su Qingwan said that, she pushed Yin Jiu away and stood up and walked out.

Yin Jiu got out of bed and hugged the person again: "Xiaoxiao, but I want to sleep with you."

Overnight, Big Boss Yin's shamelessness increased a lot again.

Su Qingwan lowered her head and ignored him.

If Yin Jiu could sleep honestly, it would be okay for her to accompany him for a while, but the problem is that Yin Jiu was not honest! He teased her in different ways every time.

This is not just a matter of regaining consciousness.

Ji Jingyun went back to Lezhai all night and was about to take a bath to relieve fatigue when he heard the words of his own ancestors. He covered his ears and walked quickly, thinking deceiving himself: As long as I don’t say it, Master Jiu wouldn’t know that I heard his private words flirting with Qingwan.

Oh my God, I'm going to die.

He is just a single pheasant and has to eat dog food every day.

Why did he encounter such a tragic and demonic thing when he came back early in the morning?

"Wu Yao will definitely have something big to do when he comes here early in the morning." Su Qingwan said, "Jiu Master, don't make trouble."

What is the matter of demon-free?

Of course it is about a big mansion located somewhere in the south city.

Today, the young man's mood is as gloomy as the weather outside.

After breakfast, Gu Lian moved a small stool to sit in the corridor at Yunwei's door. Looking at the strands of rain and thinking about the demon student, it took half an hour to think about it.

Within half an hour, Gu Lian remained motionless, as if he had become petrified.

Jiyue felt that the two little turtles he raised were much more active than Gu Lian now.

The young man was so excited.

Jiyue asked the little turtle to transport him to Yun Wei's house, and seemed to be inadvertently speaking: "Oh, our poor little cat, he has been in a daze for half an hour. How is he? The enthusiastic little Weier, don't you plan to care for him? He is still a child. If he doesn't guide him properly when he is lost, he may go astray in the future!"

The enthusiastic Yunwei had a cold face and meticulously outlined the array patterns.

Seeing this, Ji Yue did not give up and said, "The young man is so miserable. He just knew that he was probably tricked by the gentleman whom he admired the most. Before he could completely get out of the sadness, he was immediately thunderous. He remembered that his husband had already died. Such a bizarre and strange experience, he dared not write this way. It would be strange that he would not be chopped and burnt on the outside and tender on the inside."

Yunwei poured a cup of tea and sucked it, but still did not respond.

"Ah, our sunny and cheerful young man, you are so sad, but who can use your gentle hands to glue your broken little heart?" Ji Yue suddenly sighed.

Yunwei put the teacup on the table and pulled out a classic from the bookshelf behind her.

"Look, isn't this a book that a young man has obtained for you through hardships? As the saying goes, "A drop of water is a good thing, and he will repay you with his body... Bah, he will definitely repay you with a spring." Jiyue persevered, "But why is he still alone when he needs comfort most?"

Yun Wei couldn't bear it anymore and patted the script on the table: "Go out!"

Jiyue obediently climbed out the door: "Children need to coax them, but you can't do this."

Yunwei's brain hurts.

Why is it never ending?

Yunwei finally gave up her golden mouth: "I can't comfort me, I can only sprinkle salt on the wound."

"You don't understand." Jiyue said in a tone of an experienced person, "It doesn't matter what you say or do. What's important is to have a form of comfort. You think that the young man came here alone, not to mention his close friends, he didn't even have a fight enemy."

"His uneasiness and fear have no place to resolve. Sooner or later, something big will happen. You should know the taste of loneliness and helplessness the best. Is it good?" said Ji Yue, "You don't like it, let alone the young man who loves fun so much? Xiao Wei'er, put his heart in mind..."

Yun Wei's eyes flashed slightly, as if shaken.

She looked out the door intentionally, and saw the young man's lonely and bleak back.

The back seemed to coincide with the young she in my memory.

Put your heart in mind...

Yun Wei glanced at Jiyue: "I am not the only one who can talk to him. Since you care so much about him, why don't you comfort him yourself? You are better at this kind of thing than me."

"As you can see, I am old and don't understand the thoughts of young people very much." Ji Yue's eyes were almost written out the word "trouble". Young people solve the problems of young people themselves. Old monsters like him are more suitable for basking in the sun and raising old age comfortably.

in short.

I just don't bother to persuade me.
To be continued...