don't pass time

On Saturday, after taking a long nap, Lu Yuan was woken up by the alarm clock, and got up half asleep. During this time, he was busy looking up information, and the hair that he had forgotten to cut was a little long, and it was itchy scattered on his forehead. He yawned and pushed his hair back.

So sleepy, sleepy and tired, I don't know how to manage my hair well, Lu Yuan lowered his hands in frustration, and stood unsteadily in front of the mirror, wanting to see what's going on with his hair.He vaguely remembered that he had a dream and tried hard to recall it, when suddenly he heard the alarm clock ringing sharply again.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly and found himself still on the bed.

After all, how to distinguish dream from reality?If, Lu Yuan thinks, if my emotions and suffocation in the dream can be extended, then after the influence of the dream reaches a certain level, one day I will be hurt or even killed in the dream, is it in the real world? , everything will shape accordingly?

The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became, and he stopped his thoughts in time. Lu Yuan felt that he was not good at anything, and his biggest advantage was his big heart.He laughed self-deprecatingly, if he wasn't serious, he probably wouldn't be able to live a normal life, even though it was quite abnormal now.

Lu Yuan sat up dejectedly, always feeling that he had forgotten something important, after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that this was the day he promised to go to Yan Lang's house to meet him.Lu Yuan was too chaotic that day, and he didn't have time to ask many questions. Yan Lang thoughtfully said that if Lu Yuan had anything else he wanted to ask, he could go to him, as long as he could tell him, he would definitely have a lot to say.

Thinking of Yan Lang's words, Lu Yuan curled his lips and said to himself: "It means that if you don't get an answer after asking, the reason is that you can't tell me. It's quite reasonable."

Although there was a little resistance in his heart, there were too many things he wanted to know, so he tidied himself up, and the moment he rushed out, he was blown by the wind, and the hot-headed Lu Yuan slowed down.He didn't know what kind of situation he would face in this way. Could it be that if he believed everything, would he live with a person who was almost completely strangers in the future?And, is it better not to know some things?

Lu Yuan has read a lot of materials in the past few days, and most of the content related to what Yan Lang said is preserved in ancient novels, often fragmented and fragmented records.The so-called ten schools and nine streams, Lu Yuan silently felt that the things recorded in low-level novels were much more than people imagined.The so-called gossip in the streets, more or less, has some origins. Presumably not every ancient person is so fond of making groundless rumors and fabricating so many anecdotes out of thin air.

What's more, the so-called aspiring people and strange people in later generations, those who are ambitious, remember.The ancients who recorded those stories almost all felt that what they recorded was the truth, some heard it, and some saw it. The spread of these fragmentary stories, among many people, is actually the truth.

Yan Lang's place is also not far from the school, but Lu Yuan's house is just on the diagonal line centered on the school, so Lu Yuan has to go through the entire school to go to Yan Lang's house.

Yucheng University has a long history. The current layout is formed by the merger of several schools in the old city center. The campus has been expanded again and again, and finally included all the residential areas that were originally sandwiched between several schools, so you can often see Some older residential buildings, most of which are still inhabited, can be regarded as a special landscape of the school.

When rushing to the shortcut, Lu Yuan walked along a tree-lined path. At the end of the road was the side of an old-fashioned residential area. The road was diagonally facing the only row of lonely windows on the side.Lu Yuan looked up and saw that the light on the second floor was on, and there was a boy under the light. Even though he was far away, he could still see his handsome face. He was facing a small mirror, and took a small sponge to pat his left cheek. Dab it on the right cheek again.Lu Yuan, as a competent man, of course didn't know that thing was called a powder cake, but felt that although the posture should be a girl's, there was an indescribable harmony and a very playful look, so he stopped.

After a while, the boy seemed to have finished dressing up. He looked at himself in the mirror left and right, feeling a little self-pitying. Then he put down the things in his hands, pretended to raise his long sleeves, and started to hang his voice.Lu Yuan smiled, walked to the end of the road, turned a corner and walked onto the main road.

Lu Yuan stood at the door for a long while, and found that Yan Lang's house was the same as his own. There was no doorbell, and the heavy iron door was navy blue, as if it could shut the world out.After struggling for a long time, he finally made up his mind. While spurning himself for becoming a mother-in-law, he reached out to knock on the door of Yanlang's house. Suddenly, his left eyelid twitched violently, as if catering to the rhythm of knocking on the door.Lu Yuan closed his eyes, put his index finger on his eyelids, and just put down his hand when he heard the sound of the door opening, so when Yan Lang opened the door, he saw Lu Yuan squeezing the muscles of his left cheek and looking up at him.

Yan Lang was caught off guard and saw that this expression was a little funny, he leaned against the door frame next to him, folded his hands in front of his chest, and raised an eyebrow: "Who is this winking with?"

Lu Yuan had never heard Yan Lang speak in such a tone during his short time with Yan Lang, it wasn't frivolous, but he could hear some amusement, and he replied angrily: "Follow you!" I was startled as if biting my tongue, remembering that the person in front of me was my teacher, taking away the identity of the teacher, he was still my little uncle, so I was a little annoyed at my slip of the tongue.

Yan Lang smiled and led Lu Yuan into the house.

Yan Lang's house is much bigger than Lu Yuan's house. I don't know if it's because the building is a little old, and it has a solid old-fashioned feel. The decoration is extremely simple, with almost no decorations.The living room is large, with wooden bookshelves against the walls on both sides, and the dining room is also separated from the dining room by wooden cabinets. If you don't care about the kitchen and balcony behind, it looks like a small empty library.

"Teacher, are you the rich second generation?" Lu Yuan was speechless.

Yan Lang chuckled and shook his head, looking at him with interest.

Lu Yuan slandered in his heart: It’s not the rich second generation who just started working, and they are still studying literature, which doesn’t make money, but the place they live in looks like this...Young man, you are so dangerous, how can I live with you at ease? Together?Eh... No, I didn't promise to live with him.

As if seeing through his devious thoughts several times, Yan Lang said: "In the past few years, I have started a small business by the way, don't worry, I haven't done anything improper."

There is nothing wrong with the meaning of these words, but Yan Lang just used the word "improper". Discovering the new continent, he looked at Yan Lang.

At this moment, Yan Lang was wearing a loose black hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. He looked younger than usual. The kind of gentleness and calmness that controlled everything on the podium became less conspicuous, but it was more human.Lu Yuan later remembered that when he first met Yan Lang, he felt that he was very upright and a person who could not see through. He also thought for no reason that this person should be sharp when others could not see him.

After sizing up classmate Lu Yuan, he circled silently in his heart: He looks good, probably a sullen type, maybe there are rich women who like this type, what is it called, abstinence department, um, that's the reason.

Yan Lang was sized up by Lu Yuan, and smiled helplessly: "Student Lu Yuan, is there anyone who looks at the teacher like this?"

As he spoke, Yan Lang went straight to the coffee table on the side of the living room and sat down, picked up the cup on the coffee table and poured two glasses of plain water, and pointed to the seat opposite: "Let's be casual, okay? Anyway, this will be your home from now on. "

For the words Yan Lang said, Lu Yuan felt that he should be disgusted, but suddenly there was an ungraspable soreness in his heart, which made him a little bit confused about himself.It took two seconds to let go of the strangeness in his heart, so he relaxed and sat across from Yan Lang.

Where do you ask to get more information so that you can straighten out your thoughts? Lu Yuan thought about it all the way, and decided to ask the one he cares about most first: "You said grandpa, grandpa is the person who maintains the balance of the world, so he usually does it. what?"

"There's no tea at home, so plain water is fine?" Yan Lang smiled, pushed a glass of water in front of him, then picked up another glass and took a sip, "I knew you wanted to ask this."

"There are many people who maintain balance. Everyone's abilities are actually different, but according to the way of using the abilities, they can be roughly divided into some categories. In the words of psykers, your grandfather is a purifier. You If you stay by his side, the chances of provoking things from the dark world are much smaller. He can purify your breath and the environment around you. To put it in a comical way, where he is, you can create a barrier, Part of the unclean stuff is kept out."

"Purify the breath on my body? The breath on my body..." Lu Yuan frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he chose a word with difficulty, "Dirty?"

"No, on the contrary. You have a very clean aura. This kind of cleanliness is worth longing for in the dark world and even for ascetics. But don't worry, your physique is normal, and there will be some Naturally born psykers, their power will attract a lot of covetousness, and there are many things that want to eat them."

"Hey, after a long time, I'm food, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Lang said in a normal tone, "It can be understood in this way."

"Can you stop discussing whether I'm beautiful or not in such a flat tone?" Lu Yuan scratched his head with a troubled look on his face, as if to him, being eaten as food was not worth being commented on by Yan Lang unpleasant.

From the appearance of demons and ghosts to the rules of survival in the dark world, from the various ways of cultivating Taoism to whether people can become immortals or escape from reincarnation, Lu Yuan asked everything he could think of.Yan Lang really did as he promised, as long as he asked, he would tell him, until Lu Yuan couldn't remember what to ask, and there was no situation where Yan Lang said he couldn't speak to him bluntly.

After an unknown amount of time, the two suddenly fell silent, and Yan Lang took a sip of water.Only then did Lu Yuan notice that it seemed to be dusk, and the living room didn't turn on the lights, making it a bit dark.From the afternoon when they talked about it until now, they have not seen that the sky with burning clouds outside the window is a beauty that has never appeared in this city for many years.After Lu Yuan went back, he swiped the screen after seeing the afterglow of the sunset on the Moments of this day, but he didn’t regret that he didn’t see it in person, because he was able to talk so much to Yan Lang, and he had never been so hearty when he grew up. .

The silence lasted, and then Yan Lang spoke again, his voice a little hoarse: "You still have one question to ask."

"Huh?" Lu Yuan tilted his head, and saw that Yan Lang's eyes were bright through the dim skylight outside the window.

"You didn't ask me who I am? What if I'm also the type who wants to eat you?"

Lu Yuan laughed when he heard the words: "If I believe you, does it matter?"

Yan Lang was surprised by his calmness, looked back at his inner thoughts, and shook his head lightly, after so many years, he is still so narrow-minded, not as good as him.He explained on his own: "My abilities are relatively complicated. If there is any definition, I am a hunter."