After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

After Zhang Yan finished drinking the beer, he put the can down in a refreshed manner, and stretched his waist: "It's so comfortable here."

"You like this place very much?" He Lanjue asked.

"Yeah." Zhang Yan said quietly, "You know, I've been in Chenhai for seven years, but this is my first time here."

"Sometimes I feel really tired, and I want to escape to the mountains to be a farmer like the ancients retreated." The picnic towel was big enough, and Zhang Yan simply lay down. The stones under his body were a bit rough, but he didn't care, and rested his head on the Arm, watching the stars in the sky light up one by one, inlaid like diamonds on the dark blue sky, this is an invisible scene in Chenhai, where the air is polluted.

He still remembers going to his grandmother's house in the countryside when he was a child, the starry sky was so bright, the stars were like crystal lamps, compared to the brilliance of the moon, and they were like glistening drops of water, about to drip from the sky. Falling.The sky seemed to be within reach. He stretched out his hand, and the stars were shining on his fingertips.

Zhang Yan usually looks heartless, this is the first time He Lanjue saw a lonely expression on his face,

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "If you want, we can live in seclusion now."

Zhang Yan turned his head in surprise.

He Lanjue took off his hat, the cool mountain wind stirred the ends of his hair, and the gentle moonlight draped over his body like a light veil.

What is gentler than the moonlight is his eyes.For some reason, his heart throbbed.

Zhang Yan shook his head, then looked up at the distant starry sky, the lonely expression disappeared, and his face returned to the state of grinning: "I'm just saying. For a modern person like me, leave Mobile phones and computers can’t live, oh yes, there’s also WiFi.”

He Lanjue blinked, and gave up the idea of ​​persuading him. In the original world, he had already tasted the solitude of the peak, and he had no obsession with anything in this other world. Wherever Zhang Yan was, he was there, nothing else. he begged.

The sky has completely darkened, there is no bonfire in this corner, and the insects in late summer are constantly singing, and the stream is gurgling not far in front of them, and the sound of insects is vaguely like a distant tune.

All of a sudden, tiny lights rose from the stream, staying faintly in the air like countless small lanterns, radiating white light silently, fluttering with the breeze.

"What is this? Fireflies, there are also fireflies this season?" Zhang Yan's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he got up and caught the light spots flying by.

The spot of light drifted past him slowly, not evading his capture, and was easily held by Zhang Yan.But Zhang Yan's expression was even more surprised, because the palm of his hand was completely empty.

He opened his hand, only to see some shattered light in the palm of his hand, trembling together, the light fluttered a few times like a butterfly flapping its wings, then slowly rose from his palm and flew towards the direction of the stream.

Zhang Yan watched the whole process dumbfounded: "This...what is this?"

The cheers of the girls could be faintly heard in the distance.It seems that someone is admiring the beautiful landscape.

"This is the polymer of aura, Yinghua, which only appears in places where the aura is extremely strong." He Lanjue said.

"Hey, but there are usually a lot of people in this campsite. I don't think there is any spiritual energy next to that big tree." Zhang Yan scratched his head: "Is it because you are here?"

"It's because of you." He Lanjue said.

"Me?" Zhang Yan pointed at himself and said in surprise.

"You were a Taoist cultivator with profound Taoism in your previous life, and your soul is naturally different from ordinary people. Just like attracting monsters, you also attract these unconscious Yinghua."

"I was so powerful in my previous life?"

"Yes." He Lanjue nodded and smiled.

"He Lanjue?" Zhang Yan asked suddenly

"Ok?"

"What kind of person was I in my previous life?"

——Why do you not hesitate to break through the barriers of time and space, and abandon your physical body to come to me?

He Lanjue fell silent, his eyes drifted away from the dancing Yinghua, and landed on Zhang Yan's face—this young face gradually overlapped with the one he remembered deeply, with the same heroic thick eyebrows and the same spirit The eyes, and the manly jaw.

Yan Qing and Zhang Yan are so similar, for a moment, he would think that Yan Qing has not been reincarnated, but just drifted into this other world.

But they are still different after all, Yan Qing will not show such a carefree look, and his eyes have been infected by the wind and frost of the years.However, Zhang Yan's eyes were clear and bright, without any trace of haze.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and when he smiles, he will show his small canine teeth. He is very energetic, with that kind of youthful vigor, anyone who sees him will be happy.

"Yan Qing, he..." He Lanjue finally spoke, his voice was a little difficult, "He is a very good person."

a good person?What is a good person?Zhang Yan didn't understand at once, but he didn't utter the questioning words, because he saw He Lanjue's expression.

Under Yinghua's faint light, He Lanjue's deep black eyes fixedly stared at him, as if seeing someone else through him, with thousands of words hidden in his brows and eyes, but he couldn't even utter a single word. Gently hanging down, a little blush bloomed, like falling red on rice paper.So shallow, yet so touching.It made him want to kiss his eyes and kiss away the unformed teardrops in the corners of his eyes.

That was something that even He Lanjue himself hadn't noticed, it was indescribably sad.

No matter whether Yan Qing is his previous life or not, if He Lanjue really loves Yan Qing, then this long time of living alone will be the hell on earth that traps him.

Zhang Yan's heart suddenly felt heavy as if being pressed down by a mountain.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Zhang Yan pretended to pat He Lanjue's shoulder carelessly, "It's okay, I just asked casually. Past lives are in the past tense, people have to look forward. It's just that the aura here Duo, can you teach me how to practice? Is there any unique method to pass on?"

He Lanjue also realized his gaffe, quickly cleaned up his out-of-control emotions, and said seriously: "You are just starting now, and you don't need to use mental methods at all."

"Ah?" Zhang Yan asked in surprise, "How can you practice without a mind?"

"It's just a misleading film and television drama in your world." He Lanjue laughed.

"Really? Then tell me quickly." Zhang Yan opened his eyes wide, ready to listen carefully to He Lanjue's great opinion on this aspect.

"The initial stage of cultivation is feeling."

"Feel?"

"Extreme emptiness, keep quiet. Things are changing in the world. Only by getting rid of distracting thoughts, calming your mind, concentrating on emptiness, and cultivating qi in tranquility, can you feel the existence of the world."

Zhang Yan was confused when he heard it: "You mean, you have to calm down, and the mind will naturally cool down?"

He Lanjue nodded: "Meditate with me."

Although it was a little unsuitable to meditate in a sportswear, Zhang Yan still sat cross-legged according to his appearance, closed his eyes and followed He Lanjue's slight breathing.

"The emptiness is extremely quiet, naturally everything is empty, and Yizhen is hugging." He Lanjue said softly and slowly.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but after a few hesitation, Zhang Yan only felt that all the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart disappeared, his mind was completely empty, and the things he could feel suddenly became more.

First, the never-ending mountain wind passing by was like a warm palm stroking his slightly hot cheeks. Not far away, the weaver girl hidden in the grass sang a song, and then brewed the next song in silence.

The sound of the stream a few meters away became clearer, and he seemed to be able to feel the coolness of the mountain spring at night.The noise of the people on the campsite, the laughter of the girls, came here like silver bells, making Zhang Yan unconsciously want to smile.

Then, farther away, the breathing of countless trees in the forest, so slight, this sound is so wonderful that it cannot be described in words, and he has never heard it before. The trees that never move are indeed alive in this world.

Then the consciousness was pulled back to his side in an instant, He Lanjue was breathing steadily, and at the same time, there was a pleasant smell that belonged to He Lanjue that he had never noticed before.He took two deep breaths, only to feel a little happy in his heart for no reason.

He pulled his consciousness back and sank into his body. It was different from any moment before. He could clearly hear the beating of the heart and the rushing of blood.The consciousness sank again, but the various sounds of the body disappeared, and everything returned to silence.

He felt like a very light feather about to float into the air, or like a heavy piece of iron about to sink to the bottom of the deep sea, thinking so vaguely, his consciousness also became blurred...

He Lanjue opened his eyes, Zhang Yan actually fell asleep while meditating, his hair was sticking out, his head was like a chicken pecking at rice, bit by bit, and he was snoring slightly, apparently he was in a deep sleep.

With a helpless smile in He Lanjue's eyes, he got up from the picnic towel, and then helped Zhang Yan up. After thinking about it, it was inconvenient to support him, so he simply picked Zhang Yan up.

He looked thinner than Zhang Yan, but he didn't seem to be struggling at all, so he easily carried Zhang Yan into the tent, laid him upright, and then lay down with his clothes on.

The night in the valley was a bit cold, so he turned around, put one hand on Zhang Yan, and got closer to him, then opened his eyes, quietly staring at Zhang Yan's face in the gray night.After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly leaned forward, as if facing a peerless treasure, and carefully kissed Zhang Yan's peaceful sleeping eyebrows.

In the dream, Zhang Yan walked in a tunnel that seemed to have no end. He carefully observed his surroundings. There was no source of light, but it was not so dark that he could not see his fingers.The cave wall shimmered, illuminating the outline of the cave just right, enough to make him stagger forward.

Although he knew it was in a dream—how could he appear in such a messy cave in reality—Zhang Yan still felt tired, and he was a little bit resistant to move forward, but this body didn’t listen to him Calling, the legs continued to move forward with regular and firm steps.

Where is this going?Zhang Yan thought suspiciously, just when he thought this dark cave would last until the end of his dream, a gentle light suddenly appeared in front of him.