Taoist fast crossing

Jiang Yao walked out the door without a sound.

Si Qingyan was stopped by a young man with thick dark circles under his eyes.Today this boy is wearing a purple sweater with four characters written on it - all villains.

When Si Qingyan saw him last time, the boy was wearing a "Dark Profound Truth" sweater. Has he changed his faith now?

The "Purple Villain" wanted to grab Si Qingyan's neckline, but Si Qingyan took a step back, avoiding the young man's hand. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he pointed at Si Qingyan and asked sternly:

"Why are you lying?"

"Could it be that the devil king, cultivation, belief... are all fake?"

Big tears rolled out of the young boy, looking like he was abandoned at the beginning, almost weeping blood.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"What kind of future do you want?" Si Qingyan's black pupils met the tearful eyes of the boy, and there seemed to be a deep sea in between, which quickly soothed the other person's emotions.

"You have parents, family members, friends, and when you are older, you will have a wife, children, and those unscientific things, are they meaningful to your future life?"

If you just start from interest, this road is very unsuitable for ordinary people.Without the corresponding ability, understanding these will only put yourself in a dangerous situation.

"I just want to become a strong person..." Possess great strength and not fear death.

The young man thought for a while following Si Qingyan's words, and looked a little confused.Besides the collapse of faith, why is he angry?

"That's not easy? You can run five kilometers every morning, practice weightlifting, leapfrog, and push-ups. It's best to ask a fitness trainer to guide you." Si Qingyan made a suggestion in a gentle voice.

"But... how is that different from ordinary people?" The boy's eyes widened, feeling that the mysterious "mysterious bishop" in the past was also vulgar.

"Young children will feel that they are the center of the world. Adults know that everyone in the world has their own independent consciousness. In the crowd, you are no different from those who pass by."

"I want to become something different from ordinary people." The young man was very persistent.

"The body is the capital of the revolution. If you stay up a few more nights, your dream will come true."

Si Qingyan looked helplessly at the lax eyes of the young man.

If this person was placed in the prehistoric ages and survived by luck, he might be picked up by some great power and be taken as a disciple.

In today's world, it will not be understood.

After all, there is a reason why he is so secondary. Maybe Wei Sixian also contributed.Since Si Qingyan has seen it, it's not easy to let the other party go into the corner all the time.

Hmm...need to strengthen the transformation of socialist core values.

"I'm in good health." The boy blushed and his stomach growled.

"Time flies, spend more time in real life."

After Si Qingyan finished speaking, she sideways avoided the boy and went upstairs.

Jiang Yao has been waiting at the stairs, looking enviously at the young man in the clothes of "all villains" from time to time.

Damn, to be watched by the master...

Naive and stupid guy.

The boy was shivering from the cold and didn't know what happened.

"Master, I have finished memorizing yesterday's vocabulary, you can check it anytime."

"If the master thinks that little guy is troublesome, I can deal with him..."

"Would you like some Jiang Yao?"

Jiang Yao bent slightly, with an elegant posture, as if he had trained etiquette thousands of times, smooth and natural.

"No." Si Qingyan flatly refused.

Jiang Yao went straight through the door and opened the door for Si Qingyan inside.

He was finally able to follow the plan he had made before, bowing down to offer Si Qingyan a change of slippers, and hanging the other's coat on the coat rack.

The white Manzhu flower caught Jiang Yao's attention. He seemed to like it very much and even stretched out his slender fingers, but Jiang Yao didn't touch the petals.

"It seems to be able to absorb negative emotions, and it will change color when the time comes..."

"White looks better."

Jiang Yao recognized that it was a manju flower unique to the underworld, and couldn't bear to let his negative emotions pollute it.

"Indeed." Si Qingyan also agreed with Jiang Yao's words.

It was too casual to keep the Manzhu in his pocket, so Si Qingyan took out a blue-glazed cloud pattern bottle from Wei Sixian's collection cabinet, and solemnly inserted the Manzhu flower into the bottle.

The flowers and the vase match very well, and the drop of dew seems to have not yet fallen, and it is very firm.

Si Qingyan placed it on the table, and the whole room was indescribably quiet and soft, and the breath it emitted seemed to be able to soothe the soul.

The sun had already come out, Si Qingyan closed the curtains, and rested on the bed for a while after washing.

In a trance, I was able to fall asleep.

What caught the eye was a pair of white and slender hands with well-proportioned bones.

Those hands were kneading the dirt.

"If you can't make the vase His Majesty wants, your head will be cut off and fed to wild dogs." The man's voice was soft and full of malice.

On the contrary, the man pinching the soil chuckled lightly, like the moon in early autumn, warm and sassy, ​​his voice was extremely gentle, without any anger at all.

"If some of the body can be surrounded by wild dogs, it will be a good fortune."

The soft voice snorted coldly and walked away.

On the contrary, the man looked at the white manju flowers in the garden and sighed softly.

"If I die, who will take care of you?"

The white flowers swayed slightly in the breeze, as if comforting him.

Ji blue glaze is extremely difficult to fire, and His Majesty requires excellent quality, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't make a perfect porcelain bottle.Ji blue glaze can only be fired once at extremely high temperature. If the temperature is not right, the glaze will have problems.

The deadline is approaching, and the last batch of porcelain vases are being fired in the kiln. When there is a sudden rainstorm and the weather suddenly turns cold, the ending is already doomed.He tidied up his appearance and was about to die calmly, but in the end he accidentally cleared out a perfect-looking blue-glazed cloud-pattern bottle from the broken porcelain pieces.The color is like the deep sea, the glaze is even and clean, neither light nor thick, bright as gemstones.

If you use it to hold white manju flowers, it will be a perfect match.

Rejoicing in his heart after unloading the burden, he warmed a pot of wine to look at the flowers, but it was only a night of wind and rain, and all the flowers in full bloom in the garden withered and mixed with the soil, regardless of each other.

He presented the blue-glazed cloud-pattern bottle that satisfied the emperor, and he kept it alive, but he was depressed and coughed up blood and died.

Suddenly, many years later, Wei Sixian, who looks like a teenager, competed with the crowd at an auction, and took the auction of the exquisitely crafted and unique indigo glaze cloud pattern bottle.

For some reason, Wei Sixian felt that this piece of porcelain was very beautiful, very familiar, very important, and could not be missed.

Somewhere, the flowers and leaves will eventually meet.

The flowers and leaves all have branches, and it is not impossible to leave a little remnant soul. If reincarnation is reestablished, there will always be a day of reunion.

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It was noon when Si Qingyan woke up, and Jiang Yao was reciting his new [-] words.

The flowers are still the same, as if blending in the surrounding air, blurry, but it is normal to look closely.

It wanted to awaken Wei Sixian's remnant soul.

But Wei Sixian didn't have any soul left in his body, so it was impossible to respond to it.

The mobile phone received a text message, and Lawyer Lin packed up the found information and sent it to Si Qingyan's mailbox.

"This is part of the information, and we are still following up. If you need Jiang Yao's old things, we will send them to you."

Si Qingyan clicked on the document package sent by the other party, and transferred the final payment without any hassle.