Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Somehow, he felt that the breath on it was familiar.

But no matter how you look at it, the paper crane looks no different from ordinary origami.

The man hesitated for a while, but finally stuffed it into his coat pocket.

……

Blue Water Town.

The morning breeze carries the chill of early winter.

The store waiter, Shen Shun, who woke up early, yawned profusely and pushed out the door.

The cold wind made him shiver violently, and he rubbed his arms and went downstairs. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a person sitting downstairs.

Shen Shun blinked, thinking he had seen it wrong, "Shopkeeper?"

Wen Yang turned his head, supported his cheek with one hand, shook the wine bottle in his hand, and said, "Go and see if there is any wine in the store? Tong... bring it over."

Shen Shun stiffened.

How much have you drunk? You are talking with a big tongue.

He tried to grab the wine bottle in Wen Yang's hand, but she pushed him away, "You stingy man, didn't you just drink a few bottles of wine from him? He left without even saying a word."

Shen Shun looked at the empty surroundings, his face turned green, "Shopkeeper, you've drunk too much, can I help you back?"

"What are you talking about?" Wen Yang frowned unhappily, "I didn't drink too much."

With that said, she stood up and wandered into Chen Yan's room.

Shen Shun:......

Does this sound like something someone who hasn't had much to drink would do?

After Wen Yang opened the door and went in, he didn't lie down on the bed, but found a chair and sat down.

Chen Yan was about to go to bed, but when she made the bed and turned around, she was startled, "Shopkeeper? How could you..."

Wen Yang looked at her and made a big cross in the air with his finger, "Wrong, you are the owner now."

Chen Yan: "..." Is this the point?

She intuitively felt that Wen Yang wanted to ask her something, but after waiting for a long time, the other party had no intention of speaking.

Thinking of Wen Yang's talk last night about appreciating the sword with Mo Xun, Chen Yan suddenly felt blessed and said in her heart, "You want to ask about Lord Mo?"

Wen Yang sneered, "Why am I asking this white-eyed wolf?"

She took out a piece of paper from her arms and pressed it on the table. "On it are the phone numbers of all the parents of the students. Contact them and tell them that the children can still be saved. Ask them to prepare 10 yuan and come here to find them in one year." I."

Chen Yan took the paper and said, "What will you do this year?"

"Go back to the Imperial Capital to sort out the mess and join the crew for filming."

After saying this, Wen Yang finally climbed onto the bed that Chen Yan had just made and sighed comfortably, "It's better to lie down and get comfortable. Okay, you go and get ready. I'll take a nap for a while. I won't delay you for too long."

Chen Yan smiled, walked out and closed the door, but happened to bump into Xu Hang coming downstairs.

"Ms. Chen? Why aren't you asleep at this time?"

Chen Yan smiled softly, "There is still something unfinished, where are you going?"

"Get ready to have breakfast and then go to the mall."

With the help of this group of students, the hotel's hard decoration was completed quickly. Now Xu Hang only needs to go to the mall to pay for the ordered goods and then wait for them to deliver them.

"That together?" Chen Yan asked.

Xu Hang's eyes lit up and he was about to agree when he suddenly thought of something, "Don't you...can't see the sun?"

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, "So you already know..."

It was one thing to guess in her heart, but it was another thing to hear Xu Hang say it himself. She asked tentatively: "Aren't you afraid of me?" Xu Hang scratched his hair in shame, "It was a little bit scary at first. It’s scary, but when you think about it, you’re just living in a different state in this world, so it’s nothing.”

Not long after he arrived at the hotel, he heard from Zhao Jian that Chen Yan was dead. Although he felt a little regretful, it didn't affect anything.

"Let's go then." Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, put on the paper clothes Wen Yang had prepared for her earlier, and walked boldly into the sun.

The golden and soft sunshine filled the courtyard warmly, gently covering the gentle and smiling woman.

Xu Hang's breathing stagnated and he stopped unconsciously.

Chen Yan took two steps and stopped when she didn't hear the footsteps, "Why don't you leave?"

Only then did Xu Hang come to his senses, pick up the black umbrella placed at Chen Yan's door and catch up, "It's nothing. The ultraviolet rays are strong today, so I'd better hold an umbrella for you."

**
Just when the two of them were secretly in love and chatting with each other in the hotel, Junshan, who had lost part of his memory, also arrived in front of a convenience store under the guidance of Zhihe.

"Ding-dong-"

After the bell rang, a head popped out of the convenience store door, "Hello, do you want to buy something or stay in the hotel?"

Shen Shun greeted him with a smile, but when he saw who was coming, his bloodless face suddenly turned pale, "It's...it's you!!"

The guest who strangled his neck at the entrance of Yunwu Villa!
Shen Shun was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. The painful memories of his neck that were about to suffocate came back, and his heart became even more miserable.

He is already a dead man, why are you still refusing to let him go? !

Xu Hang and the two who walked to the door turned back immediately when they heard the noise, and were stunned for a moment when they saw Junshan standing at the door.

How could he be here?

Xu Hang subconsciously protected Chen Yan behind him, looked at Junshan with a wary face and said, "You are not welcome here, get out."

Junshan ignored him and looked at the small store in front of him.

The familiar feeling from before came again, and he was sure that he must have been here before.

Before he could speak, Xu Hang picked up the decoration scraps on the ground that he had not collected in time, and said to him with a cold face, "Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Junshan:……

There's a lot of commotion here.

After a while, Wen Yang, who was woken up, walked out of the alley.

She looked at Shen Shun, who was paralyzed on the ground, not daring to move, and then glanced at Junshan, who was regarded as an enemy, "No spiritual energy? It seems that the thunder calamity failed."

Wen Yang's words made Junshan's pupils shrink, "Do you know me?"

"More than just acquaintance? There is still an unfinished deal between you and me. Come in with me."

In full view of everyone, Junshan followed Wenyang into the hotel.

...

Junshan, who had lost the memory of this life, didn't know that Wen Yang knew the principles of heaven. As soon as he sat down, he asked eagerly, "Am I not dead? Why do I appear here?"

He wanted to ask everything clearly and go back to find Shulan!
I don’t know how much time has passed. She must be waiting anxiously at home!

Wen Yang didn't answer his words and asked instead, "Is the Soul Gathering Pearl still in your hand?"

Junshan was stunned for a few seconds, then put his palms on the table and spread them out, "You mean this thing?"

When he woke up at that time, he found that he was holding the luminous bead tightly.

"Yes," Wen Yang moved a little closer to his eyebrows, "Be mentally prepared, the next process may be a bit painful."

Just as Junshan was about to speak, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head!
After a few minutes.

Wen Yang pulled away from his coffin, but Junshan had already passed out from the pain.