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After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, when the sun was getting brighter, Bu Ying, who was leaning on the rocking chair and reading a book, finally couldn't bear the drowsiness, and fell into a deep sleep by the faint light of the floor lamp.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he knew he was dreaming.It was probably a side effect of the thing he retrieved from Huang Quan's eyes. The long-lost memory completely disregarded his personal wishes and shuttled around in the dreamland messily.

Holding a bamboo stick and carrying a dilapidated bundle, he walked alone on the stone path up the mountain.There was drizzle in the air, and the mountain road was extremely muddy. His clogs slowly tapped on the tranquility of the mountain.He was surprised that he still clearly remembered the pink rhododendrons swaying beside the mountain road, and he also remembered the rain that lasted for three days and three nights, washing away the sky and the earth.

The rain was getting heavier and harder, and it was difficult to move forward on the mountain road. Bu Ying picked an old tree to hide from the rain and rest.As soon as he stood still, someone grabbed his legs: "You have taken over our territory!"

When he lowered his head, he saw that he was a thin child, wearing a ragged rough linen jacket, and only a few rotten grasses were left after the straw sandals under his feet.With hair that was messier than a chicken coop, he stared at him pretending to be fierce, and drove him out with both hands flapping like an old hen.

The bamboo stick was pressed against his shoulder, and the child was unable to take another half step forward even with all his strength.Bu Fei looked familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he saw it. At that time, he didn't have much patience for any creatures that could run, move, and scream from the waist down, such as the one that was playing a demon at home. .

"This, this fellow Taoist is holding his hand high. Please don't mind the little disciple who has been stubborn since he was a child."

It was only then that Bu Fei discovered that there was a person hiding behind the tree. It was cold and rainy, and the person was only wearing a patched tattered robe. The layer is abnormally red.

He coughed for a long time after saying a word, and the Taoist robe on his chest was covered with blood spots.The child hurriedly picked up the water-filled leaf and approached it, and fed it to his mouth: "Master, drink water and stop talking."

Neither the old nor the young saw the gray shadow that was close at hand. The gray shadow dragged its chains and stood in the rain curtain, its face, hands and feet hidden in the thick fog.It saw Bu Fern and didn't move forward, and Qigao's body bent deeply towards him.

The child worked clumsily for a long time, but instead of feeding his master much water, most of it was spilled on his dirty little gown.Seeing that the old man couldn't drink water, the child hurriedly took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, carefully took out half of the white steamed bun, and broke off a small piece: "Master, eat some. Eat some so that you can find the mountain god to give it to you." cure."

The old man suddenly gained strength, opened his hand, and his sparse goatee cocked up angrily: "Eat and eat, you know how to eat, how many times have I told you. That's not called a mountain god, but a local official!"

The sound of rattling chains took another step forward, and it was especially obscure and strange in the cold rain.

Stepfern didn't stop it, and had no reason to.

The child was so ashamed by the training, his mouth was flattened, he lowered his head and pinched the bun, sobbing hard.

That reprimand seemed to have exhausted all the vitality of the old man, his pale face was closed and his eyes were closed, as if the lamps had dried up.The child frightenedly stretched out a dangling finger, just under his nose, the old man suddenly opened his bright eyes, causing him to turn his hand away in fright.The brilliance only lasted for a moment before disappearing in the turbidity. The old man tremblingly raised his hand and pushed the child towards Buying, and squeezed out a trembling smile: "I think fellow Taoist has also traveled a long distance, so he must be tired." . If you don’t dislike it, fill your stomach.”

Bu Fei didn't know whether this mortal practitioner recognized his identity, or just wanted to find a place for this young boy to shelter from the wind and rain in the last moments of his life.The evil chain was already wrapped around the old man's neck, and the steamed bun in the child's hand was shaking like a sieve.Bu Fei looked at his stubborn face, and finally realized where she had seen him before.

It was a plate of dry bones that he accidentally shattered on the scorched earth of the yellow sky a long time ago. From this, his fate was doomed to be rough and full of hardships.

In the end, Bu Fei reached out to take the bun in his hand, but did not thank him.

At the same time as receiving it, the old man happily exhaled a long breath, and passed away suddenly.

The fine spring rain suddenly turned into a torrential downpour, angrily impacting the mountains and the earth, and there was the roar of floods in the depths of the mountain stream, as if someone was venting their extreme anger and dissatisfaction.Buying casually supported the bamboo stick and knocked on the rocks under his feet, and there was another loud bang, and the sound of the bursting water was instantly buried in the silence.

The weeping toddler who threw himself on the old man didn't notice the invisible confrontation from the beginning to the end, until Bu Ye poked him with a bamboo stick in disgust: "What's your name?"

The toddler was sobbing, like a drowned chick, completely without the ferocity of the bravado just now: "Shen Xian, Lin Yuan Xianyu's Xian."

A pink rhododendron was handed to him: "From now on, you will be my apprentice."

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Lin Yuan Xianyu, Bu Fern's fluttering consciousness lingered on these four words. These four words seemed to be a prophecy that nailed the future of Shen Xian and even the entire division to the road ahead of fate.

Today's sunshine should be very good, and Step Fern could already feel the hot to bright red light before opening his eyes, but suddenly all the light was completely blocked by an unidentifiable shadow.The shadow had to come closer, so close that it was about to touch his face.

Bu Fei slowly opened his eyes, just after waking up from the memory, he was still a little drowsy, staring at the slashed face for a long time, unable to regain his senses.

There was a playful smile on that handsome face, and he called him in a low voice: "Second brother, are you dreaming again?"

"Yeah." Bu Fei raised her head and leaned against it, trying to wake herself up, without realizing that the man also bent down/body, enveloping him intimately and aggressively within her control.

"Who did you dream about?" Ye Ji's voice was low and soft, with indescribable bewilderment.

"Shen..." Bu Fei shut up abruptly, only to realize what kind of posture the two of them were in, and pushed him: "Get up."

Ye Ji's face turned from sunny to cloudy, and his face was full of haze that was about to rain. The two arms supporting Bu Fern's side remained motionless, occupying an absolutely dominant height, and stared at the person/servant coldly.Suddenly he slowly showed a smile, and asked cunningly and pitifully: "Second brother, haven't you dreamed of me in such a long time?

"..." Bu Fei pushed him away angrily, "No, get out."

This time Ye Ji didn't try to stop him, and easily let him go, and followed him all the way to the sink like a tail: "Second brother~"

Bu Ying splashed cold water, almost choked herself, pulled the towel and wiped her face vigorously, then threw it aside: "Speak well."

"Oh, second child." Ye Ji agreed honestly, looking behind his back unscrupulously licking from the back of his fair neck to his narrow and flexible waist.When Bu Fern turned around, he took the time to glance down twice, which made his heart flutter for a while, and he almost couldn't stop the rippling in his eyes, "Cough, I have said hello to Lao Lu, and I will keep it here for you. Just in case there is a place to rest if you work overtime."

Bu Ying sometimes doubts whether the former Ye Ji really existed, or whether his memory is biased.Although the current Ye Ji is still an asshole, he is completely different from the boy who was so overwhelming and wanted to devour the world.

Eighteen years is not too long for them, is it really enough for a paranoid person to change his face?

Step fern shook his head. After living for a long time, he took a natural attitude towards things that he couldn't figure out. To put it bluntly, he just didn't want to think about it.

"I said you have been in Yancheng for a while, and you are still in your twenties, just such a broken bag?" Ye Ji picked up a canvas bag that was washed white with two fingers, and he suddenly thought of something, suspicious He looked at Bu Ying cautiously, as if he wanted to see some clues from him, "No, your salary is a few thousand, and the various subsidies are enough for you to live in a well-off life. Tell me honestly. , Did you sneak up on some bad thing again?"

Bu Fei calmly tried to grab the backpack in his hand, but failed, so he turned around and left without doing anything else: "The worst thing I've ever raised is you."

Waiting for a thousand years to wait for him to honor a cup of tea, and honoring himself so much that he couldn't live overnight.

"..." Ye Ji couldn't help himself in grief and anger, it's okay, his second child has only returned to this world of mortals for a few days, and fell into the mortal world from the throne of the gentle Virgin Mary, and he has learned to hate people!Holding the small backpack, he slammed the door with his long legs and followed relentlessly, "No, second child, you have to tell me clearly! I'm so upset, I'm sorry for you! Let me tell you, I don't care about my body and mind. , the top and the bottom are not bad, never bad!"

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With the capital Ye Ji has accumulated over the years, it is absolutely no problem to live in a big villa in the second and third ring roads of Yancheng.But to the astonishment of all the insiders, he not only did not build a resplendent and resplendent western-style building, but he didn't even buy an ordinary high-end residential area. In a small courtyard, once the wall in the middle is opened, it is connected into a large set.From the outside, it is just a few ordinary small bungalows.But when you go in, you can find that although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

A small pond was dug in the spacious and tidy courtyard, and a water full of red carp was raised, with golden scales shining, and the aura was compelling.A few lotus plants were also planted arty in the pond. It was in the deep autumn, and the lotus flowers had already bloomed gracefully in the cold wind, without any signs of decay.On the left side of the yard facing the pond, a grape trellis was set up, and under the green leaves hung a lot of unseasonable fruits.A rickety wicker chair was placed under the grape arbor, and a stone pier was lying beside the wicker chair. On the stone pier, a pot of tea was still steaming.

A bamboo pole that was so old that its color could hardly be seen was leaning quietly on the stone pier, as if it had just been put down casually.

When Buying saw this scene, he was stunned and speechless. At that moment, he felt that those 800 years had never passed in his life.