On the wild crane hill, the flowing clouds are lingering.

That quaint yard is quietly located, like an old monk entering into meditation.

Lean.

Zhao Han pushed the door and entered, and several people followed him.

Where the autumn wind passes, graves, old wells, flowers and plants, and fallen leaves circling on the ground.

The entire courtyard is as quiet as before.

Zhao Han stepped through the small gate of the stone path and came to the small courtyard where he entered the back, in front of the small compartment under the mountain wall.

"Yu'er, let's sing a paragraph?" he said.

“Here?”

Behind him, Luo Yuer was a little puzzled.

Previously, Zhao Han said that he would invite the three of them to capture the evil ghost of Gaochang together, and asked Xu Lizheng and the others a strange question.

In the past, did Xu Jixian and his wife have any verbal hobbies, such as what books they like to read, or what jokes they say?

Xu and Liu found it very strange, but they still recalled it.

Xu Wangxian said that his brother is a steady person and he will never say a word unless necessary.

As for his brother and sister-in-law, he couldn't remember it for a moment.

However, Liu Ying thought that Xu Wang was always so elegant and would hum some ancient tunes when his family gathered.

Zhao Han asked Liu Ying if he remembered what Xu Wang had sang.

Liu Ying said that she remembered that Zhao Han immediately asked her to teach Luo Yuer the most commonly sung passage that Xu Wangshi had, saying that it would be useful.

Luo Yuer was also strange, but it was obvious that Zhao Han looked serious, so she learned it.

Then Zhao Han brought everyone to Fuyunzhai, saying that he was coming to catch ghosts.

Just as Luo Yuer was looking around with caution, Zhao Han actually asked her to sing the song.

When learning that song, is it about to come here to sing?

What about the promised "ghost hunting"?

"Good idea!"

Jiang Wuyu slapped his stomach and said, "I have known each other for so long, but I haven't heard Xiang'er sister sing songs."

Your voice is so sweet that you will definitely sing many times better than the girls in Lihua Building.

Once you know, you won’t know the taste of meat for three days!”

"This word is finally used in a right way, be bold." Zhao Han said.

"It's easy to say, I can't remember other words. Can't I remember this kind of flesh?

Ah hahaha…”

Amid the laughter, Luo Yuer walked to the center of the courtyard.

Ahem...

She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. There was a slight hint of shyness on her straightforward face.

After all, this is the first time in more than ten years that it has been singing in front of so many people.

"Hey, Brother Han," Jiang Wuyu whispered, "Look at Xiang'er sister like that, wouldn't she be out of tune, right?"

"Who knows?" Zhao Han smiled.

Jiang Wuyu said, "Hey, I said that's wrong. You still have someone sing on the tune, so won't she slap herself in the face?"

"It's just right, who made her always slap us in the face? This is called 'communist revenge', understand?"

"Yes, hehe, Brother Han, you're so good at this trick..."

Alas...

The singing of a girl was born for no reason.

I have gone before, and the willows sway;

Now I think about it, it’s raining and snowing;

The road is slow, and the thirst and hunger are carried;

I am sad, no one knows that I am sad...

The sound was as melodious as a lark, flapping its wings and dancing around the courtyard.

But it also has a hint of youth, as if the singer is not a singer who is used to singing and is a little unfamiliar with the tune.

But it is precisely this true modification that adds a natural flavor to the song, refreshing the heart and lungs, sorrow but not hurt.

After a while, the girl's singing turned and suddenly shed high. The lark flew into the sky:

That millet is li, the seedlings of that millet;

Walking in a decent manner, the center is shaking;

Those who know me are worried;

Those who don’t know me say what I want;

The sky is endless, who is this...

Under the white clouds, between the courtyard.

The girl stood like this, singing, her dress fluttering, and the morning light shone on her slightly green face, as beautiful as time.

At this moment, no one made a sound.

Among the valleys and mountains, there are only the melodious songs and the songs of birds that come from time to time, as if they are singing and reuniting for a long time.

Jiang Wuyu closed his eyes, feeling infatuated.

This lyrics are taken from the Book of Songs, but the tune was taken from the ancient tunes of Xu Wang's hometown.

When Xu Wangxian and Liu Ying heard this, the past of old friends poured into their hearts and their eyes suddenly became wet.

Zhao Han stayed there.

The Palace and Shang Conqueror, every sentence sang lyrics, was like a little bit of autumn rain, hitting the boy's heart.

The song seemed so strange, but so familiar.

Those who know me are worried;

Those who don't know me say what I want...

In front of me, a familiar picture appeared in a hazy way.

The sunset is like blood, and the fields are vast.

In a trance, there seemed to be a back, standing in the distance in front of me.

The ignorant boy raised his head and tried hard to see the face in the distance, but the rays of light shone on him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

Don't leave...

The back slowly disappeared in the sky.

Only the screaming child was left alone, standing in the bloody desolation.

The sky is endless, who is this...

he?

who is he?

Why did he leave?

I?

Who am I??

Who am I???

Bang!

A loud noise suddenly broke out.

The wooden door of the cottage in front suddenly opened, and a black shadow half a man appeared, and blood light appeared on his body.

"Gaochang Ghost!!" Jiang Wuyu jumped up.

Luo Yuer's singing came to an abrupt end.

In front of her, she was once close to the shape of the black shadow, and no one was more familiar with it than her.

But for some reason, she was not as surprised as Wu Yu, but just looked at it in surprise.

Puff, puff...
To be continued...