The girl upstairs overlooks the scene in the garden. In the abandoned garden, the white cat is still chasing the crow.

After the snow stopped, the weather became colder, and it seemed to be using it to keep warm. Sometimes it stepped on the thin snow on the tiles, sometimes it broke the locust branches, and flattened a trumpet stem in the flowerbed.

The white cat has a naughty curiosity, but it can always grasp the advance and retreat. For example, at this time, it makes the crow uneasy, as if it has to force the guy who never speaks and cries before he will stop. But when the crow is angry and stops on the branch, there are signs of opening his mouth, the white cat runs away and watches from afar. When the crow disappears, it sticks up like a candy.

After a while of such a noisy moment, the crow finally flew out of the yard and stopped victoriously, standing on the roof, facing the waning moon that had just appeared in the heavy building, shaking its white hair, as majestic as a lion.

It watched the crow fly over the courtyard wall and fly to the archway east of Guangzhaifang in the gap between the locust branches. It was about to make fun of it, but the pupils that spread in the night reflected the moonlight, and suddenly shrank into a line. It suddenly looked up to the heights, and a distant light reflected in its green eyes.

Immediately afterwards, it jumped off the ridge.

In the room, the rooster stands alone at the table, with a bright candle on the crown. The young man was wearing a black shirt and narrow shirt, painting on paper, and was about to draw a picture of the new garden of fine snow, but he had not finished writing. The sound of the drums from the watchtower came from outside, which shocked several shadows under the moon, but the rooster did not move at all, his eyes rolled, as if he was thinking about how long it would take to crow.

The white cat rushed in with the cold wind and shouted, "Alang, terrible, terrible!"

"how?"

"Come here!"

The white cat stayed for a short time like a dragonfly, and then left the window and rushed up the eaves.

The young man put down his pen and walked out of the study.

On the roof, the white cat looked west with his head raised.

The west of Guangzhaifang, the cloud bridges and flying towers are lined up, and the lights are flourishing.

The lights came from houses, tiles and restaurants, separated by paper windows. Outsiders couldn't see whether it was a singer with a singing girl, a scholar studying at night, or a woman weaving roosters and crowing cloth. The people in the window were not worried about the outside and the night walkers.

As the long night comes, the stars in the sky seem to be very close, but they almost never meet. Most of the lights in the heavy building are not the same.

A window opened under the eaves of the tall building in General Fengchen's mansion, where the girl in white was holding her cheeks.

The windows on the high building are open among the lights, and the abandoned gardens underneath are in the night, quite far apart, and the two of them happen to look at each other.

The young man in black under the garden was a little surprised, and the girl in white above was slightly stunned.

Then, she closed the window, he looked at the closed window for a while, and returned to the room.

The bells and drums were about to stop at this time, and the shocked shadows flashed through the lights between the windows and the waning moon on the eaves, and sank into the distant night.

...

The girl closed the window, and a sound of footsteps came from the building, accompanied by a crisp call.

"Little lady, little lady!"

The maid went upstairs with a wooden box in her arms and saw the girl put the window pole on the windowsill. She curiously said, "Miss, how is the new construction of the abandoned garden? Is it beautiful?"

The garden was built with four hard mountain top tiled houses, and there was no additional layout. The chess pavilion was only cleaned up. After the weeds were removed, the dry pond was regained, but it still had no water. It was beautiful, but it was not worth mentioning. The garden was really impressive. The living inside was like a helping non-human.

"Little lady, what have you seen?" The maid asked curiously when she saw the girl's expression. She put the wooden box on the table.

"A garden of ghost."

The girl looked solemn.

The maid was stunned and showed a look of fear. The girl stopped teasing her and smiled slightly: "It's probably some wild gods, spirits, etc."

The maid then breathed a sigh of relief. She heard that the inhumans in this world were demons and monsters, most of whom were terrifying, cruel and fierce, but those who did not harm others were subdued by the immortals were wild gods, spirits, and spirits.

"You little lady, you know how to scare me." The maid complained and looked at the window again, "Can I see?"

"If you are not afraid, just look at it." said the girl.

The maid was afraid and curious, so she pushed open a crack in the window and looked outside carefully with one eye. Her eyes passed through the night and saw the abandoned garden, in the slight night fog, and the outline of the walls and houses was vague. She looked at it hard for a while, but in the end she could not see anything.

Although she could not see the wild spirits, the maid did not suspect that the girl deceived her. The little lady had the bloodline of the ancient Tianshui family. It was said that the magic power of the Tianshui family was great. The pair of dragon eyes were bigger than lanterns and were astonishingly bright. To the point of a storyteller, it was called "Ming Bing Sun and Moon". There are also rumors that the Tianshui family's eyes were bright as soon as they opened the sky, and when they closed the eyes, the sky became dark. Although the little lady's eyes were not so bizarre, when she was eight years old, her eyes were comparable to that of Liu Xiaowei, who had been practicing eyes for ten years in Fengchen Guard. Once, at the Yujing Lantern Festival, the little lady was on the cloud bridge, crossing several yards and saw a ten-eye roe in the street, saying that the poem was written on the lantern was interesting. When she looked over, she saw nothing wrong with that. With this eye, she could naturally see something that ordinary people could not see.

"I didn't see it." The maid sighed and closed the window, "Little lady, look at what I brought."

In the wooden box, she found some objects, such as peach wood short swords, scribbled talismans, messy needlework, and tender calligraphy... Among the many miscellaneous items, there was a painting of a waste garden.

The girl looked at them one by one. These childhood things were kept in the peach wood box that blessed the spirit of the spirit, and they were not like old things. She picked up the paintings from the abandoned garden. She had a very bad painting skills and a clumsy and simple pen, which was a bit cute.

She looked at it for a while, thinking about the scenery outside the window just now, and called the maid to bring a pen and ink painting, spread a picture of Guling Qingxuan, painted the Cloud Bridge Flying Tower, and then painted the walls, dead ponds, old locust trees, thin snow, tile houses, night fog, dark lamps, and ghosts. Finally, she painted it under the eaves with thick ink to outline a vague black shadow.

...

Outside the study in the abandoned garden, the white cat wandered among the beams and promoted how he did it. Finally, the crow, which was hard to open the golden mouth, recognized his elder brother and worshipped the mountain. The crow perched on the locust branch and was stared at by the demons, but could not argue. He flew into the house in anger and pecked the back of the white cat's head. The white cat nimblely avoided it, and said that the crow was not doing much, which attracted outsiders to spy on it. He discovered it in time, summoned Ah Lang, and held the building at the back of the morning.

In the study room, the rooster with candles held her ears and listened carefully to the fun outside. Under the candlelight, the young man completed the picture of the new garden with unfinished fine snow.

After thinking for a while, he then painted the cloud bridge flying tower in the east of the new garden ink, and the geese were shocked under the moon. He also used yellow to point out the prosperous lights. The tallest one in the heavy building, with the eaves hooked the waning moon. He dipped his pen with some harmonious clam powder to create a blurred white shadow.
Chapter completed!