I Evolved The Heavens

The moon sets and the sun rises.

It was a night in a blink of an eye.

When Yang Yi opened his eyes again, the room was already bright, and the sun was shining in from the window lattice.

The air in the morning is exceptionally fresh.

A few crisp bird songs came from outside the house, giving this gloomy ancient temple a little more life.

Yang Yichang exhaled a long breath, and his mind completely relaxed.

Last night, it finally passed without danger.

He got out of bed hurriedly, and then as if there were no accidents, he first brushed his teeth and washed his face with a bucket of water, and then cooked a bowl of porridge, waiting very patiently for it to be cooked and finished.

Only then did he leave Lanruo Temple and did not carry anything with him.

Although the female ghost of Lanruo Temple can't come out during the day, the tree demon grandmother is not necessarily the same. After all, she is a demon or not a ghost, who knows that she is not afraid of the sun.

If she was not afraid of the sun, how could she just watch him go if she knew he was going to escape here.

The forest in front of Lanruo Temple is not small, the trees are tall, and the forest is gloomy.

Even if the sun was shining brightly, there was still a faint mist.

Yang Yi controlled his speed and walked as usual, without showing any abnormality.

After half an hour.

When he finally walked out of the woods, Yang Yi ran away, and naturally rushed to Lingbo's microsteps. He didn't stop until he got down the mountain and walked on the road.

He looked back at the mountains and forests, always feeling a gloomy feeling that was indescribable.

Lanruo Temple is located in the north of Guobei County, and Yangzhuang is located in the east. There is a distance of about ten miles between the two.

When Yang Yi walked to Yangzhuang, he saw the old servant Kang Shu leaving the village with four young men.

Uncle Kang's name is Wu Kang, who was originally the book boy of his father Yang Qian.

Yang Yi's parents died young, he can be said to be brought up by Wu Kang.

Looking at Yang Yi from a distance, Wu Kang happily ran forward and said hurriedly: "My son, it's fine if you come back. Since you left yesterday, the old slave has been restless and didn't fall asleep the whole night. So I invited the four of them to help, and I would take you back anyway. Now that I see you back, the old slave feels relieved."

Yang Yi said: "Uncle Kang, I was too ignorant before and insisted on going there, which caused you to worry. Yang Qing, thank you. I asked Uncle Kang to prepare a table of wine and food at noon. You will remember to come."

Yangzhuang is a big village, and most of them have the surname Yang. These four people were all his playmates when he was a child.

Yang Qingwan refused: "No, no, no, we didn't help much. Yang Yi, you are fine when you come back. The fact that there is something dirty in Lanruo Temple has long been spread, so you don't believe it because you are a scholar."

One of them asked curiously: "Yang Yi, did you encounter anything during the night at Lanruo Temple yesterday? Also, where is your book basket, would you not return it?"

Wu Kang was frightened, and hurriedly persuaded him: "My son, since he is back, he must not go anymore. As for the book, the old slave will help you get it back now."

Yang Yi hurriedly said, "Uncle Kang. To be honest, I really ran into a ghost yesterday. She was a beautiful female ghost. She wanted to seduce me, but I discovered it because of a flaw, so I secretly used a trick. She cheated away temporarily.

As soon as it was daybreak, I fled back, and didn't take anything, I was afraid it would disturb them.

Those books are lost when they are lost. Anyway, I'm so familiar with them. "

what!

Wu Kang and Yang Qing both paled with fright, they were really ghosts!

To be honest, everyone is rumoring that there is something dirty in Lanruo Temple, but no one knows what it is, because all the people who entered the night are dead.

After the fright, everyone looked at Yang Yi with admiration.

It's really worthy of being a talent in their village. The literary and musical stars in the sky can even be deceived by female ghosts.

Wu Kang nodded shudderingly and said, "Yes, right, right. If you lose it, you will lose it. The big deal is that we can buy it again. Son, you can go home first. I will go to the county to cut some meat and come back. I will make a delicious meal for you at noon. , Crushing shock."

Yangzhuang is not far from the county seat, only five or six miles away.

Yang Yi nodded: "Uncle Kang, then you go."

Wu Kang went to the county seat, and Yang Yi and Yang Qing separated and walked towards the home in memory.

His home is in front of the village, with a clear river in front of the door.

Along the creek, two rows of weeping willows are planted.

They look very beautiful every summer, and these weeping willows were planted by his father Yang Qian before his death.

Yang Qian in my memory is a typical literati, and Zeng Guan went to Hangzhou Mansion to pass the sentence.

Because of his upright character, he has always refused to accompany him. In addition, he offended the powerful and powerful in the capital, and was eventually framed and convicted and demoted to a commoner.

But Yang Qian died violently a year later, and his mother soon died in depression.

It didn't take long before Yang Yi came to the front of the house.

This is a simple courtyard house, because it has not been repaired for a long time, it has become a bit mottled.

Although his father Yang Qian did a good job as an official before his death, he still had no money left at all. This also made his life relatively difficult since he was a child.

If it weren't for more than 30 acres of fertile land at home, I am afraid he would not be able to read this book.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Yang Yi walked in.

The entrance is a shadow wall. Turn left is the yard, left and right are wing rooms, the north is the main house, and the south is the kitchen.

The main house and the wing are connected by a corridor. The courtyard is paved with stone slabs, and there is a pavilion in the center. There are also a few plum blossoms planted around it, and it is blooming beautifully now.

Yang Yi walked into the main house, with the bedroom on the west and the study on the east.

The study room is not small. The bookshelves on the east side of the wall are filled with various books, arranged according to the sub-collections of Scripture and History, and there are nearly a thousand books.

On other walls, there are still many paintings and calligraphy hanging from Yang Qian.

It can be said that this study is the foundation of their Yang family, and they can easily sell for tens of thousands of miles of silver, because many of them have been collected by several generations of Yang Yizu.

Yang Yi walked to the bookshelf and took out a book called "Natural History".

This "Natural History" is a miscellaneous book with ten volumes, which records mostly various legends of gods and monsters, strange insects and animals, rare and exotic plants, alchemists, local knowledge and so on.

There are more than a thousand books in this library, among which there are nearly 100 miscellaneous books.

For these miscellaneous books, Yang Yi had never read it before, especially like "Natural History", "Youyang Miscellaneous Cu", "Sou Shen Ji", etc., which recorded all the contents of gods, gods and weird things, he did not disdain. Take a look.

But now, these books can help him quickly recognize the world.

Yang Yi sat at the desk and began to look through it.

He glanced at ten lines, extremely fast.

That page of words brought him into a fantastic and weird world, especially in the Alchemist Zuo Dao scroll, which recorded various left Dao sorceries, such as animal-making, paper-cutting, head-bending, Curse and so on.

These Zuo Dao magic arts are so strange that they can kill people invisibly.

Of course, the description of demon ghosts is indispensable in this book, including ghosts, monsters, monsters, corpses, spirits, gods, etc., which are very diverse.

It took almost an hour before Yang Yi finished reading "History of Natural History", and then took it out to read "Sou Shen Ji".

"Sou Shen Ji" has 20 volumes and a total of 454 large and small stories.

The protagonist has ghosts, but also monsters and gods.

The mixed Buddhism and Taoism record mostly the weird things of the gods, and some of them belong to folklore.

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