After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

"Okay," Zhang Yan let out a long breath and forced himself to accept this unbelievable statement. Today he has even seen "good friends", and reincarnation is not too surprising, "Answer me a few question?"

He Lanjue remained silent, Zhang Yan took him as a tacit consent: "Your current body belongs to Fang Qian?"

He Lanjue blinked: "My main body cannot pass through the barrier between time and space, and now I am attached to this mortal in the state of primordial spirit."

This also explained why Fang Qian came back from the dead in front of him, Zhang Yan nodded, and continued to ask: "So the real Fang Qian is dead?"

He Lanjue nodded slightly, he seemed to be stingy with words, or he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"According to you, you are not from our world? Then what is your identity?"

"I'm a cultivator from another world." There was a trace of hesitation in his tone when he mentioned the cultivator, but this flaw was ignored by Zhang Yan, who was still in shock.

"You said before that you were hunted down?"

"During the short time when the primordial spirit travels through time and space, the enemies in the world I live in may find my tracks through the cracks and chase me down."

It seems that the world He Lanjue lives in is very dangerous.Zhang Yan thought to himself, his brain was running fast, but he didn't look like a bad person. After all, he didn't do anything that actually hurt himself except eating, drinking, messing around.

"You said you only have Yuanshen, so can you still use your abilities?" Those who can break through the dimensional wall should be master-level cultivators, right?

Thinking of the starting point cultivation essay he had read, Zhang Yan couldn't help feeling excited. Although his opportunity came a bit out of nowhere, maybe this is the opportunity for him to become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life!

But He Lanjue poured cold water on him: "My primordial spirit is very weak right now, opening your spiritual vision for you has consumed my little spiritual power, except for some low-level spells and illusions, I don't have any other skills. ability."

He answered very seriously, and spoke a long paragraph in one breath, completely different from the way he cherished words like gold before.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. That is to say, he is now a weak chicken with no mental attack and no physical damage value?

It would be fine if this weak chicken was an ordinary person, but he was attached to Fang Qian. Fang Qian is a star, so he can't keep this hot potato at home, can he?He couldn't even support himself anymore.

But if it is released, what if He Lanjue short-circuits again and tells others that the two of them are married?Fang Qian's fans are not allowed to come out and beat him to death?

Zhang Yan was worried, picked up the teacup and drank it down.

He Lanjue just looked at him quietly: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Zhang Yan put down the teacup: "Do you still have the memory of Fang Qian alive?"

He Lanjue closed his eyes, as if he was remembering. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "There are some, but very few, and most of them are common sense. I am not the master of this body. It rejects me. .”

"Then do you know what happened to Fang Qian before he died? Why did he fall from upstairs?"

He Lanjue shook his head.

Zhang Yan sighed: "It seems that Fang Qian's manager has to say that you hit your head, concussion and memory loss." Although he didn't believe the reason for such nonsense.

"Last question, how long have you lived?"

He Lanjue's eyes flashed: "...I don't remember clearly."

He actually lived so long that he couldn't remember clearly, it seemed that he was really an old monster, Zhang Yan sat back subconsciously.

But He Lanjue suddenly leaned towards him, put his hand on his hand, looked at him with eyes like autumn water, and called softly: "Yan Qing..."

Obviously He Lanjue's hand was warm, but Zhang Yan felt as if the small piece of skin on the back of his hand had been touched by a branding iron, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, and moved his butt further: "What? Yan Qing, I have never heard of this person at all. Don't touch me casually. I warn you, I am a straight man of steel, straighter than a ruler! No matter whether you and I were Taoist companions in the previous life, we will be together in this life. The two are definitely out of play!"

He Lanjue pursed her lips, looking at him with resentment in her eyes, as innocent as she wanted to be: "Yan Qing, you won't let me touch you, how can I replenish my spiritual energy?"

The beautiful man acted coquettishly to death, Zhang Yan desperately resisted the urge to comfort the other party, and asked him: "Make it up? How to make it up?"

He Lanjue's thin lips parted slightly, and he spit out two words lightly: "Shuangxiu."

"Wait!" Isn't the double cultivation in the comprehension novels just up!bed! ?Just kidding, he's a straight man!Ten thousand steps back, even if he is gay, it is impossible for him to have sex with a stranger he has never met!

He Lanjue looked at him with some doubts. Obviously, the double cultivation between Taoist couples was very natural to him. He didn't understand why Zhang Yan's face turned pale, then red, then green, like a palette. He stretched out his hand Pinch the inside of Zhang Yan's wrist: "It's strange, why is your pulse condition so chaotic, could it be that you are sick?"

The distance is too close, Zhang Yan can even see Fang Qian's eyelashes clearly, not to mention his rosy lips, the faint dimples when he smiles... Fang Qian really has an irresistible face.

but!No matter how good-looking Fang Qian is, you are also a straight man who would rather bend than bend!Zhang Yan, wake up, don't let your color make you faint!Zhang Yan slapped himself hard in his heart a few times before he calmed down a bit, thinking that although He Lanjue looked harmless to humans and animals, after all he possessed magical powers, if he was offended, he might not be able to do it Whatever happens, the most important thing is to stabilize the opponent first.

Zhang Yan pressed He Lanjue's hand to take his pulse, and smiled: "Brother, I know you came here through time travel. You always know when you go to the country and do as the Romans do, right? And sexuality, it's not a gummy, If you talk about it, you can bend it, I suggest that we start as friends, do you think it will work?"

He Lanjue thought for a moment: "Do you want me to pursue you?"

Zhang Yan blushed. Fortunately, his complexion was darker, so it wasn't too obvious. He thought that He Lanjue's reading comprehension must have been taught by a middle school teacher, and the angle was particularly tricky, but he could only grit his teeth and say, "You If you think about it... that's fine."

"Okay." He Lanjue agreed straight away, "Then let's start with friends."

"Also, Fang Qian is a star, and he has parents, relatives and friends. It is very troublesome to disappear suddenly. Since you occupy his body, I hope you can continue to be Fang Qian."

He Lanjue nodded and said solemnly, "Yes."

After everything was settled, Zhang Yan could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He found some clean clothes and handed them to He Lanjue, asking him to change into the dirty clothes that were covered in blood and mud.They are about the same height, but Zhang Yan is stronger than Fang Qian, and the clothes on He Lanjue's body are a bit empty.

Boys like to compare. Zhang Yan took a peek at Fang Qian's six-pack abs while he was changing clothes. There was not a trace of fat on his lower abdomen.

However, it was still not as good as his own eight-pack abs. With the secret joy of victory, he walked into the bathroom humming a song.Behind him, He Lanjue's gaze never left his back, and an unpredictable look flashed across his beautiful face.

The next day Zhang Yan woke up from hunger, but before he could fully wake up, a large unidentified object on the sofa startled him.

who is thisHow could it be at his house?It took a while for the experiences of last night to flood into my mind.

Looking at the sleeping He Lanjue, Zhang Yan had a headache again for three seconds, but the hunger quickly overwhelmed everything, he put his troubles aside and ran downstairs to buy breakfast.

When Zhang Yan came back, He Lanjue was still deeply asleep.The slender body curled up into a ball, and the sleeping young man didn't know what he dreamed of. He frowned, and the shadows of his eyelashes fell under his eyes, making him look even more youthful and immature.

The fact that He Lanjue was able to sleep was a bit unexpected to Zhang Yan. He thought that a Daoist Daoist should not eat or sleep, and just sit on the sofa and practice exercises all day long. He didn't expect to be more sleepy than him.Maybe He Lanjue really consumed too much spiritual power and was in a very weak state?

Zhang Yan patted He Lanjue on the back: "Hey, wake up, get up."

He Lanjue opened his eyes, and the dark eyes instantly turned clear, with a hint of joy: "Yan Qing?"

I don't know why, this title always makes Zhang Yan get goosebumps all over his body: "You can just call me Zhang Yan, Yan Qing is a bit weird."

He Lanjue nodded, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Go wash up, and then come over to eat." Zhang Yan pointed to the steamed buns and soy milk in front of him, which were still warm just out of the cage.

He Lanjue obediently got up, washed up and joined Zhang Yan after a while, picked up the meat bun, frowned after taking a bite.

After Zhang Yan finished solving the two buns, he looked back at He Lanjue eating like a big girl, not finishing any of them: "What's the matter? It doesn't suit your appetite?"

"It's unpalatable." He Lanjue answered very bluntly, without giving him any face.

He Lanjue had already had a bigu, so how could he eat such vulgar food?He looked at Zhang Yan, and thought that Yan Qing would eat such a thing, and he must treat him better.

Zhang Yan didn't expect that He Lanjue had already started to feel pity for him. He thought in his heart that the Buddha had a bad temper and was so picky about eating. If it wasn't for that inexplicable contract, he really wanted to throw He Lanjue in the wilderness Let him fend for himself in the wild.

Zhang Yan sighed, suppressed the urge to hit him, and began to reason with He Lanjue: "Brother, I only have this kind of food here, even if you don't need to eat, Fang Qian's body still needs to eat. You just reluctantly Eat a little."

The situation is stronger than people, to put it bluntly, He Lanjue is now just a solitary soul residing in Fang Qian's body, and he is no longer a master of cultivation who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain.

He Lanjue reluctantly ate a bun, but refused to eat any more.

"That's right." Zhang Yan patted his head: "Is your phone still there?"

cell phone?He Lanjue searched Fang Qian's memory, took out a latest black iPhone from the pocket of the clothes he changed yesterday and handed it to him.

The screen was broken, Zhang Yan pressed the power button without hope, the phone screen lit up tremblingly, and the familiar Apple icon appeared in front of the two of them.Zhang Yan and He Lanjue looked at each other - it seems that this can still be used.

A string of missed calls and text messages popped up, all from Fang Qian's manager Zhen Wen.It seems that he still doesn't know what happened last night, Fang Qian disappeared all night, he should be going crazy.

Zhang Yan sent Zhen Wen his home address, and asked him to pick Fang Qian, who is now He Lanjue, back.