Tang Boyu followed Ye Zhaoling in, and the two walked into the apartment unimpeded.
After looking at the first floor, I saw nothing alive except cockroaches and flies all over the floor.
Tang Boyu stamped his feet and heard a dull sound from the wooden floor.
"Empty." He said, and saw Ye Zhaoling find a spot, insert a knife into the gap in the floor, and pry open several pieces of the floor.
A dark hole was exposed.
She jumped down without raising her head.
Tang Boyu was speechless and choked as he looked at the dark hole.
People should at least not...
Isn’t this just a reckless act? He’s acting unscrupulously just because he’s Godzilla?!
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Ye Zhaoling called a few times, but no one around him answered.
She walked into the yard cautiously, fearing that something strange would suddenly pop out of a corner and give her a bite.
She is as crispy as tofu now, but she can't bear it anymore.
But there was nothing.
Walking all the way to the apartment and standing in front of the door, Ye Zhaoling lowered his head and thought for a while, then slowly opened the wooden door.
Sophora trees are shade trees, so people tend to avoid planting them at home. The Ye family's old house was built halfway up a mountain, and all the sophora trees for several kilometers around were transplanted to hillsides far away from the old house.
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After Ye Zhaoling was brought back to Ye's house, the status of the locust tree on the hillside became even more precarious. After knowing that she liked to eat oranges, her father replaced two-thirds of the trees in the old house with orange trees, and the open space outside the old house became even more precarious.
Needless to say, I took the opportunity to plant orange trees and planted them for more than ten kilometers, directly on the hillside.
During the season when oranges are ripe, yellow oranges can be seen everywhere in Ye’s house, hanging like lanterns on the treetops, and the boundless green sea becomes a kingdom of orange bubbles.
Ye Zhaoling's bad habit of climbing trees was developed at this time.
The orange tree was actually not very high, but she gained her own experience as she climbed. She climbed up and down the low orange tree, picked a basket of ripe, sweet oranges, and then climbed to another
Sit on a higher tree and watch the sunset.
To her, oranges are the most dazzling fruit in the world.
No one can explain why eating just a few of other fruits makes you tired, let alone a few baskets, but oranges are different. After showing off one basket, you still feel unsatisfied and want to show off another basket.
During those years when she was showing off oranges every day, she ate too many oranges, which caused Ye Zhaoling to turn sallow from head to toe.
Zhang Yu laughed at her because she was pickled by oranges, and if she took a bite, it might taste like oranges.
He knew that Ye Zhaoling liked to climb trees, but he hated the bugs that grew up on trees by eating leaves.
Especially small things like green worms and caterpillars. If you accidentally see one, you can jump up and do a Thomas pirouette that you have practiced for two and a half years.
She didn't know why she was so afraid of tiny insects.
Furry skin, soft body, soft and boneless wriggling, countless feet, and gaudy colors...
Ye Zhaoling could accept each of them individually, but together, she just wanted to spin the top.
This may be the fear in the genes.
After Ye Zhaoling opened the door, he was now experiencing what he feared most.
Green bugs, fresh colors, furry coats, limp bodies, squirming softly and bonelessly, countless short legs...
It was hanging on the leaf in front of her, squirming slowly and slowly.
Why does this guy have so many legs?!
Ye Zhaoling was stiff all over.
She was sitting on a tree several meters above the ground. The insects were so close in front of her that she lost all reason.
"Ye'er, don't be afraid, just jump down."
The person under the tree successfully attracted Ye Zhaoling's attention.
Zhang Yu took off his windbreaker and threw it on the rocking chair in the yard. He walked under the tree and opened his arms to her.
"I'll catch you."
Ye Zhaoling glanced at him and looked up at the tree.
Chinese tallow trees can be seen everywhere in the south and have high economic and ornamental value.
In early summer, I sat in the house and looked at it. It was green and green, with a tall and straight trunk. The leathery leaves were quite beautiful, diamond-shaped and oval, and the leaves were pointed.
This is No. 66, the Chinese tallow tree in her yard.
Ye Zhaoling lowered his head to look at Zhang Yu, and the sun shone warmly on his face. No matter when he looked at him, he was still that gentle and jade-like young man. Time could not force him to fade at all.
Just when the caterpillar was teetering and about to fall into Ye Zhaoling's neck, she raised her hand and caught it stiffly.
Then he squeezed it to death without hesitation.
The juice in the insect's body exploded in the palm of his hand through the handkerchief. Ye Zhaoling stretched out his stiff head, then adjusted his sitting posture, and turned around to see two insects staring at her eagerly.
Save, save, save...
She suddenly stretched out her legs to hook up with the tree trunk, trying to step on something. However, her foot slipped and she fell down!
"careful!"
Zhang Yu caught her without changing her expression, took a few steps back and lay down on the rocking chair.
Ye Zhaoling sat stiffly on his lap.
Zhang Yu checked it carefully, fearing that she might be scratched or injured when she fell.
He leaned close to her ear affectionately, and grabbed her hand wrapped in a handkerchief with some doubts.
"What happened to the hand?"
Ye Zhaoling stared at him blankly: "I'm injured."
Zhang Yu took off the handkerchief without saying a word. Even when he saw the disgusting insect corpses on the handkerchief, his expression remained unchanged.
It wasn't until he carefully removed the handkerchief and looked at the intact palm that Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and kissed her cheek: "My hands are so cold and my face is also cold. Are you hallucinating again?"
Ye Zhaoling reached out and hooked his neck.
The early morning sun shone on his face. He had fair skin, good looks, and long legs. That was all about his appearance. He was clean and self-disciplined. He was almost too perfect to look like a real person.
This is Zhang Yu.
Ye Zhaoling slowly placed her other hand in front of Zhang Yu's heart and whispered softly: "What hallucination? I don't remember much."
The heart keeps a constant frequency and beats lightly under the palm of the hand.
"If you don't remember it, you won't remember it. It doesn't matter."
"You just need to remember one thing."
Zhang Yu looked at her tenderly: "I will never hurt you, my Ye'er."
"I know." Ye Zhaoling snuggled into his arms.
Suddenly, Ye Zhaoling was held tightly in someone's arms, almost suffocating her breath.
The sky suddenly became dark, and the aroma of chicken stewed with mushrooms wafted throughout the room.
Ye Zhaoling supported his shoulders and slowly opened the distance between herself and him.
Zhang Yu's eyes were full of seriousness, and his gaze was like a light net.
"Let's live together forever, okay?"
"What did you say?"
"No matter what you want, I can give it to you; whether it is immortality or strength, whatever you want, as long as you accept it, I will give it to you even if I use up all my merits. So far, you don't have to carry the burden of the past.
Painful, I will not let you be alone and helpless for half your life. We will always be together."
"You will eventually find happiness."
Ye Zhaoling lowered his head as he listened.
happiness?
She raised her head, a crystal clear teardrop falling from the corner of her eye.
"Really?"
He smiled and nodded.
"Of course it's true."
"But Ye'er, it's time to take medicine."
He picked up the medicine bowl on the table. The soup in the bowl was steaming. He took a spoonful, put it to his lips, blew on it, and then handed it over.
Ye Zhaoling came closer with a smile and opened his mouth.
Zhang Yu's eyes and eyebrows were filled with a gentle smile.
The jade Ruyi gourd hanging around Ye Zhaoling's neck suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling green light.
The smile on "Zhang Yu's" face suddenly turned colder little by little, and the smugness in his eyes had not completely disappeared.
At this moment, Ye Zhaoling waved his hand at lightning speed and knocked over the bowl.
With a click, the bowl hit the tiles, making a crisp sound, and the man in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Ye Zhaoling raised his head and looked out the window. The leaves of the Chinese tallow tree were as red as blood, woven into a beautiful picture.
The confusing scene dissipated into ashes inch by inch, returning to the dark basement again.
Ye Zhaoling picked up the knife and struck at the figure standing in the shadow.
"Fuck!" the woman screamed.
The small white jade bottle in her hand was knocked to the ground by Ye Zhaoling's knife. She shook her wrist, and Tianhuo reluctantly jumped up to the ceiling, and the basement suddenly lit up.
The woman in the corner covered her bleeding hand and knelt on the ground.
Ye Zhaoling just glanced at her and his eyes fell on the bottle.
On the night of June 6th, the Zodiac gave her a small bottle that was exactly the same.
Soul Hunting Bottle.
Capture the human soul.
"You caught my soul and put it in a bottle. What are you going to do next? Ye Jiu."
Ye Jiu raised his head and laughed, and then the laughter became louder and louder, leaning forward and back.
Ye Zhaoling looked at a crumbling wall above her head and silently lit a candle in her heart.
Sure enough, the wall fell down and hit Ye Jiu on the face.
She bent over and spat out the wall dust with a look of embarrassment, her face turned black and said: "Fuck."
