I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 492
Tangtang: "..."

Rich Daddy, where did you get your gong?
Holding the gong and hammer, Young Master Yun walked around the yard, came back, and purposely ran to the two of them——

"Boom" again.

Tangtang's head was buzzing from the shock, and she quickly covered her ears: "Rich Daddy, have you drunk too much?"

Su Qingyun waved the gong and mallet, and knocked on her window: "Miss, to prevent theft and theft, close the door and window."

Tangtang pouted: "It's not Haishi yet."

"Biezhuang has Banban outside, and Tangtang's magic circle inside, who can come in and steal things? Rich dad still has injuries, go back to sleep."

Gongzi Yun saw that he couldn't persuade his daughter, so he decided to use practical actions to influence her.

In the blink of an eye, he ran into the yard again, set fire to it, and ignited a bundle of dead branches, and the fire became more and more intense.

At this moment, a fighting cock fell from the sky on the opposite roof and extinguished it with a gulp of water.

In the bursts of green smoke, Gong Ziyun wiped the black ash on his face, and knocked on the gong again with a "boom":

"The sky is dry and the things are dry. Be careful of fire and candles. If it is light, it will cause disaster, and if it is serious, it will cause disaster."

Tangtang: "..."

The sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful with your father, right?

What kind of way is it to set fire without sleeping?
The smoky Young Master Yun showed a row of white teeth on his big black face: "Go to bed, miss?"

"That's it, that's it."

Faced with such a desperate father, Tangtang hurriedly climbed down from the window, closing the door and window in a panic, afraid that he would come in and light something else.

Lights out and locks down, everything will be fine.

Tangtang collapsed in the small quilt, and let out a long breath.

After waiting for a while, he turned his head and looked at the window, but the figure had disappeared.

She rolled her eyes: "Brother Yangui, let's go back and rest, why don't you go to the East Wing to inquire about the situation while your rich father is not out to do things."

Tangtang stood up in her clothes, without even her shoes on, and tiptoed to the door, then put her ears on the door, listening carefully——

There was no movement.

Looking through the crack of the door to look at the wing room of the fathers, there is no light at all.

Perfect, let's go.

Holding her breath, she opened the latch little by little, put it aside, and then opened the door little by little, trying not to let them make a sound.

When the door opened a gap big enough for her to enter and exit, Tangtang squeezed out sideways, and then closed it from the outside.

She raised her legs and lowered her feet lightly, raised...

Before the lifted feet fell, they saw the golden light suddenly appearing behind the pillars:
"Good evening, Tang Xiaoguai, is it sleepwalking this time, or bad Feng Shui, or a mouse ran in the room, do you want to send it home?"

Tangtang: "..."

Seeing her frozen expression, Su Qingyun triumphantly raised the hammer:

"Ah, Dad forgot, and Yunwu Mountain often calls you in the middle of the night, tell me, which one is it this time?"

Tangtang: "...Rich Daddy, why don't you guess?"

Su Qingyun: "..."

Careless.

Before he could react, Tangtang slammed open the door of the room like a gust of wind, taking off his clothes and covering him in one go.

I pricked up my little ears to listen to the movement, it seemed that both Dad and Luo had left.

Alas, sweet life is hard.

She tossed and turned holding the small quilt, and after a while, the door rang again.

Tangtang pursed her lips: "Tangtang is here, here, he didn't run away, rich daddy, go and rest..."

She stopped talking suddenly, and looked at the screen with big eyes.

The figure there is thinner and taller than the rich dad, the top of the hair has been exposed from the top edge of the screen, and the tall ponytail is a little loose.

"Brother Yan Gui?"

The thin shadow moved, as if nodding.

Tangtang rolled the quilt and sat up: "You can't sleep, you still have something to tell Tangtang, come in."

Shadow moved again, shaking his head: "No."

Tangtang curled the corner of her mouth, and stretched out her hand to touch the shadow on the screen out of thin air: "Then Tangtang and Brother Yangui can talk like this."

Shadow nodded: "Okay."

Tangtang's big eyes were staring, and she was almost in a daze, only then did Yan Gui ask in a low voice: "I, not him."

Tangtang: "..."

Who are you?
Brother Yangui?

But you are him, oh, you forgot.

Tangtang got off the bed wrapped in a small quilt, walked behind the screen, stretched out half of her head first, and saw Yan Gui's hazy eyes:

"Can Tangtang see your consciousness?"

Yan Gui nodded: "Look."

Tangtang took his hand and sat down, then hugged his head and pressed his forehead against it.

"Tangtang saw in Brother Yangui's consciousness what he had experienced together, and the scenes of Brother Yangui's life with Xia Ji when he was a child, but..."

Tangtang pointed her finger in annoyance: "In Brother Yangui's consciousness, these two events are four completely different scenes."

Early the next morning, Tangtang dragged Yan back to see Buchen before he had time to eat.

Bu Chen checked the pulse, put away the silk thread, and asked, "Tell me about it in detail."

Tangtang thought for a while: "Let's talk about Tangtang four years ago. One is the Tangtang that the fathers saw, and the other Tangtang, no matter what he does, he can't do without a golden box."

It is clearly the same past, but Tangtang's state is completely different.

"And about Xia Ji, one is an old lady in a black robe who looks like an old monster, and the other is a very beautiful older sister in a red dress."

After listening for a long time, Su Qingyun was at a loss: "Little Tang, are you sure you saw this in Yan Gui's consciousness?"

"Yeah, Tangtang can't make a mistake."

Su Qingyun was even more surprised: "What's wrong with this, the medicine from Emperor Zun Palace spoiled the healthy child?"

"I'm afraid it's his own soul-loss disease." Bu Chen thought for a long time before saying cautiously.

"People have three souls and seven souls. Due to unbearable pain and torture, some souls leave the body to escape, and the remaining souls naturally do not have the memory of leaving those."

"Of course, the previous 'Yangui' would wake up at any time, but the current one will fall asleep at any time.'"

Su Qingyun looked at him, then at Yan Gui: "But there are clearly two stages in his consciousness..."

Bu Chen nodded: "In other words, his soul has not left the body. The previous one fell into a deep sleep because of escaping, and now there is the 'Yan Gui'."

Su Qingyun was horrified when she heard it: "The one from before, can you still wake up?"

"I don't know."

"If the previous one woke up, will this one fall asleep now?"

"...I don't know."

"If both are awake, will they fight?"

Bu Chen glanced at him silently: "Would you like to try?"

"...Nothing, nothing."

Tangtang worriedly pulled the silent Yan Gui, and then asked in a low voice:

"Father Immortal, Brother Yangui looks like this, how can he be cured? Can this disease really be cured?"

(End of this chapter)