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The fox demon sensed the scholar's aura, but he didn't come out of the cave. As the saying goes, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. If he can't find himself, the stupid scholar will naturally go back.

The scholar searched for a long time in the mountain, calling out the name he gave the little fox: "Lian Mo! Lian Mo!"

When Lian Mo heard the scholar's call, his heart ached. He covered his ears to prevent himself from hearing the scholar's voice.

Slowly, Lian Mo felt that the scholar's breath was getting weaker and weaker until it disappeared. Lian Mo didn't know what it was like, a little uncomfortable and a little disappointed.

50 years later, Lian Mo went out of customs and his cultivation level increased greatly. Lian Mo didn't know where he should go, but his legs uncontrollably went down the mountain and came to the scholar's house.

Is that silly scholar still alive?Or have you already married a wife and had children...

Lian Mo stared blankly at the dilapidated hut, he should have moved out a long time ago, with his talent, it would not be difficult for him to be the number one scholar.

Although he was thinking like this in his mind, the uneasiness in his heart did not decrease. Lian Mo came to the house next to the thatched cottage, and there was an old man in his 50s sitting in front of that house. Being polite, Lian Mo asked, "Do you know where the scholar who lived in the thatched hut next door went 50 years ago?"

The old man is old, and his ears are not very good. Lian Mo said it twice before he heard it. Unexpectedly, the old man said with tears in the corner of his eyes: "You mean Mr. Lian? I am Mr. Lian's student, 50 Years ago, Mr. Lian went up to the mountain to look for the little fox he had raised, but he never came back. It was rumored that Mr. Lian was eaten by wild beasts in the mountain, and that such a good person as Mr. Lian died young... ..." the old man began to cry as he spoke.

At this time, the old man's grandson came back and saw a man he didn't know standing in front of his grandfather. The grandfather still had tears on his face. The old man's grandson decided that Lian Mo had bullied the old man, and he wanted to beat Lian Mo with a stick. There was no response to the old man's words, and it was only after he came down with a stick that he regained his composure, and ran frantically up the mountain.

Lian Mo heard from a fine pine tree on the mountain that the scholar had been eaten by a tiger long ago, and there was not even a bone left.

Lian Mo couldn't believe it, his scholar couldn't possibly die!As time passed year by year, Lian Mo couldn't help but not believe it, and Lian Mo muttered to himself, "Is this my punishment..."

Lian Mo decided to find the reincarnation of the scholar. This time, no matter what happened, he would never let go.

This is the end of the story of the Minister of Literature and Art, but Shen Ye hadn't heard enough, and hurriedly asked: "And then, are the scholar and the fox demon together?"

The head of the Department of Literature and Art said rather disappointed: "That author just wrote this, with an open ending. Everyone is waiting for her second book, but there has been no news for several years."

Shen Ye had no choice but to give up and not to ask any further questions.

After Shen Ye returned home, he listened to the song "Mo Gui" again, and he could hear the deep affection contained in it. This song was written by a book fan for this book, Mo Gui Mo Gui, in the expectations of book fans, the fox demon In the end, he should have found the reincarnation of the scholar.

As soon as Wei Yuan entered the house, he heard Shen Ye's singing, Wei Yuan paused, daughter-in-law, is this sad?How to sing so sadly!No, he has to hurry to comfort his wife!

Without slippers on, Wei Yuan walked quickly to the study, saw Shen Ye and hugged him: "Daughter-in-law."

Shen Ye's voice paused, he hadn't recovered from the picture of the lyrics he had made up in his brain, he looked at Wei Yuan in a daze, and his color was a little wet.

Wei Yuan was startled, and hurriedly asked: "What happened? You must tell me if you have something to do, don't support it by yourself."

Shen Ye regained consciousness, turned away in embarrassment and explained the song and story to Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan felt relieved and complained, "Why did the head of the art department of your department choose such a sad song for you?" Song, how about I ask her to change it?"

Shen Ye knew that Wei Yuan had this ability, but he still shook his head and said, "I really like this song, so I don't want to change it."

Seeing that Shen Ye insisted on this, Wei Yuan didn't say anything more.

After another two days, Shen Ye was almost done practicing, and the campus singer contest kicked off.

The time for the singer contest was at night, and Shen Ye was dragged by the head of the art department to put on a simple makeup.Shen Ye didn't like the feeling of being smeared on his face very much, but the head of the discipline inspection department was right next to him, so he didn't have the nerve to refuse. What's the matter with a big man's whining.

The preliminaries will be held first, and only half of the hundred and ten people will be left. Due to the lack of time in one night, the preliminaries will be held in two days.Then on the third night, there will be a semi-final, two-thirds will be eliminated, and half will be eliminated in the final final, and the rest will be ranked.

Shen Ye was ranked in the 30th place, and there were still many people in front of him. He probably knew that Shen Ye would be bored waiting, so Wei Yuan, who came to watch the game, asked someone to leave an empty seat next to his seat.

Shen Ye sat down next to Wei Yuan, and the two looked at each other and smiled, still thoughtful of the great god.