The gentle breeze blows in slowly.

She stood by the window, closed her eyes and heard the sound of the wind quietly. The sunshine, air, spring scenery... intertwined, so reassuring.

From afar, there seemed to be a sound of birds singing.

Tang Ning opened his eyes and turned around, looking at Jialan who was sitting there lazily. He looked too conspicuous, and even if he changed into a colorful dress, he was still too eye-catching.

As soon as they entered the door, the couple kept looking at him quietly.

When Tang Ning followed the hostess down to change clothes, she was teased by her. The two teenagers around her were more handsome than the other. Even if Tang Ning told her that they were three brothers and sisters, she seemed to have not heard it and just covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

When Tang Ning changed her clothes and walked out, she exclaimed again, as if Tang Ning was not wearing her old clothes, but some amazing jade clothes.

That smile and those shouts made Tang Ning feel uncomfortable.

But she was really hungry.

The faint fragrance of firewood from the tip of her nose made her even more hungry.

She leaned against the wall and hugged her belly with her hands.

In the small kitchen, the woman is cutting vegetables.

Ayan floated high above her head, staring at her movements, and seeing that she was just washing vegetables and cooking honestly, it flew to the stove with satisfaction and went to see the fire again.

Unfortunately, the red stove and the burning wood all reminded it of the burned pleasure boat, and it couldn't help but feel guilty.

After a moment, the fragrance of the rice floated out.

The woman walked out with food, and it slowly followed and returned to the house.

Tangning glanced at it.

It immediately said: "Okay!"

I learned another word, and it was indeed good.

It was secretly complacent and floated onto Jialan's shoulders.

A few fresh vegetables were boiling and fragrant, and they were lined up on the table. The women were smiling and greeting them to sit down for dinner.

The room was narrow and the fragrance spreads throughout the room when the wind blew.

Jialan grabbed the chopsticks, picked up a bamboo shoot and put it into his mouth. But before he could chew it, he frowned and placed the chopsticks on the table again.

When the woman saw it, she asked quickly, "But it's not to fit her appetite?"

Spring bamboo shoots during this season should be the most delicious.

Tang Xin, who was beside him, buried her head in the meal and did not speak.

Jialan said slowly: "I don't want to eat grass..."

With his elbows on the table, he supported his chin, looking a little aggrieved.

Don’t want to eat grass…that’s that you want to eat meat?

The woman was stunned.

Tang Ning smiled quickly and told her not to care, just to be busy. The fire in the kitchen has not yet been extinguished, and pots and pans have to be cleaned, and there are still many things to be busy with.

The woman looked at them, laughed again, and pushed open the door and went out.

Jialan sighed and looked at the food on the table and said, "This pot is grass, and that pot is grass... Looking around, it is all green grass..."

Tang Ning had a bite of the meal.

It was steaming hot and hot all the way to the heart.

He was still muttering in a low voice, saying that he didn't want to eat grass.

Tang Ning couldn't help but complain, "You guy who has been hungry for hundreds of years and is picky about food, even monsters are too ridiculous, right?"

At this time, Tang Xin, who was sitting opposite Jialan, raised her head and said, "You want to eat people, just go and eat them. These dishes on the table will not become human by themselves."

Tangning chewed it.

Tang Xin continued: "It is natural for people to eat livestock, and monsters to eat people."

He looked at Jia Lan, but his words seemed to be saying to Tang Ning.

Tang Ning bit off the vegetable leaves in his mouth.

As expected, it was like eating grass. If there were any choices, she didn't want to eat it. Put down the chopsticks, she looked at Tang Xin and said, "Since it is natural and you and I are human beings, don't you give it to him to eat?"

Tang Xin lowered his head and whispered: "I was wrong."

He also had rice as usual, but after eating a few bites, he suddenly looked up and looked to the left.

A Yan quickly avoided it.

Although he couldn't see it, he could always notice it.

True keen.

This was the first time that Ayan encountered such a person. So he deliberately wandered around Tang Xin to attract his attention, but after repeated twice, Tang Xin ignored it.

No matter whether it is yelling or flying around, no one cares about it.

Extremely disappointed, Ayan came to see Tang Ning.

She said before that money would not be revealed, so she could only be more cautious and let it follow the woman all the way, staring at eating and drinking, and not thanking her yet!

But Tang Ning was looking at Jia Lan, his eyes were very complicated.

Ayan couldn't see through it, but when he thought of the conversation just now, he immediately became unhappy.

What does it mean? Do you really think they want to eat people?

Hum, it turns out that people are human beings, people who hate pigs are even more stupid than the little monsters outside Luofu Mountain!

What are the delicious things people have?

How noble is his little master? Ordinary people will have toothache after taking it.

It flew over, flew to Jialan, and stared at Tang Ning, all over Tong.

On the side, Jialan sat tilted, held his chin with his right hand and looked out the window, and suddenly said, "It's going to rain."

Tang Ning was startled and stood up and walked towards the window.

The sun shines brightly outside, and there is no trace of rain.

She said suspiciously: "Where is the rain?"

Jialan held up the chopsticks and started eating food in a mess. Hearing this, he said, "Wait a minute."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside, and the sky was soon covered with dark clouds. A few rumbling sounds, and heavy rain fell down.

The window was wide open and water vapor poured in.

Tang Ning put down the window in dismay.

She had originally thought of eating, and after cleaning up, she left immediately, but it was raining heavily and she didn't know when she could stop. Although she could walk with a straw raincoat, it was inconvenient.

It rains in this ghost place in Leizhou for at least two hundred days a year, and it is always wet and damp, which is really annoying. Moreover, the rain is in disorganized. It is obviously the sun was still the moment before, but when it turns, it turns into a storm.

In the darkness, Tang Ning heard Jia Lan ask: "You said before, this place is called Leizhou?"

Tang Ning sat back at the table, nodded and said, "It's Leizhou."

He asked again: "It has been called Leizhou since ancient times?"

What is this problem? Tang Ning was a little stunned. After recalling for a while, he said with uncertainty: "The past... seems to be called Yezhou."

"Yezhou?" Jia Lan suddenly laughed, "Sure enough..."

He did not continue to say it, but said, "This name is appropriate to change. It is always lightning and thunder. It should be called Leizhou."

He threw away his chopsticks and stretched his arms to stand up.

Tang Ning took a look.

As he said that he didn't want to eat grass, the plate in front of him was still much empty.

Opposite, Tang Xin also stood up: "It seems that the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

"Tu tuk--"

A knock suddenly sounded outside the door.

Tang Ning remembered that night, and he felt a trembling heart. While shaking his head, he tried to throw his thoughts out of his mind, he went forward to open the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, the strong wind rushed in, making her unable to open her eyes.

I don't know when a pool of water was accumulated under my feet. Before I could see clearly the person outside the door, I stepped on the embroidered shoes. As soon as I slipped, Tang Ning staggered and fell out the door.

At the critical moment, she raised her hand and grabbed the door frame with force. She finally stood firm and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the wood that looked very strong suddenly melted into her hands like mud.

Caught off guard, my body tilted and was about to fall down again.

She quickly held the wall with her hands and feet, and then she almost stood still.

But at the same time, a broken branch suddenly appeared in the wind, like a sharp arrow pulled by the eight-stone grid bow, shooting straight towards her with a low roar!
To be continued...