Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

"woo woo woo woo--"

Jiang Yike huddled in the corner of the room, crying out of breath, "It's terrible, I will never talk to him again."

"..."

Jiang Yike knew that he should appease the original owner, but his own mood was very messed up.

He didn't know what to say, he was at a loss for himself and this helpless situation.

"I'm so scared," Jiang Yike held a wet tissue and was still wiping his eyes vigorously, crying softly, "I want to go home."

Jiang Yike sat by the wall, his slender eyelashes drooping slightly, casting a fan-shaped light shadow.

"I also want to go home, I miss my mother and father, who will take me back?"

He fiddled with his black robe with his fingertips, his fingertips gently sliding across the surface.

The silk fabric is soft and delicate, while the complex patterns on the surface are embroidered with brocade and gold thread, stitch by stitch.

Jiang Yike stopped talking.

Both of them knew that it was better to leave those scars that had been accumulated over the years.

Otherwise, it would be a bone-piercing pain when touched, and blood dripping when it was peeled off.

"But what you said still makes sense," Jiang Yike rested his chin, thinking, "If this stalemate continues, it won't be good for either side."

Jiang Yike crumpled up the facial tissue in his hand and took out a new one.The tip of his nose was red, and he turned to look at the man: "Then tell me, what should we do?"

"...I'm not very good at making decisions," Jiang Yike stroked his forehead as if he had a headache, and whispered, "But I can try."

Jiang Yike moved his body towards him, his eyes sparkling: "You are so powerful, I will listen to you."

Blind trust doesn't bode well, boy.

Especially in some cases, whether it is unconditional trust in strangers or familiar people, it is very likely that you will die directly.

Jiang Yike really wanted to warn him kindly, but not now.Now that the two are tied together, he still needs the support of the original owner.

"When you go to school tomorrow, find a way to avoid Chu Nian, and then leave school," Jiang Yike said, "You can play truant or pretend to be sick, it's up to you to play freely."

Jiang Yike was stunned for a moment, then hugged the pillow tremblingly: "But... this, this..."

"I'll help you." Jiang Yike said.

Well, I will do my best to help you.

If you kid is really a dou who can't support the wall, then even if I have supernatural abilities, I can't do anything.

Jiang Yike was a little dazed, he rubbed his hair, ""But why did you leave school?I do not understand. "

Can the original owner really trust it?

Jiang Yike hesitated for a moment, then sighed, and said, "Actually, I am not the only one who came to the modern fantasy world, there are many."

"I know!" Speaking of this topic, Jiang Yike became visibly excited, "I was watching a variety show before, and a girl kicked down a coconut tree - she is also time-traveling, right?!"

Why is this kid not only not afraid, but also excited?

Are modern children so receptive?

Master Mozun once again felt that he was out of touch with the times, he nodded awkwardly, and said: "Yes, she also traveled through time, but I want to take you to find another person."

Jiang Yike knelt down next to the original owner, and explained to him: "That man is a well-known orthodox immortal, who was promoted to the post of 'Historist'."

"—it must know something about the soul leaving the body."

It may be Jiang Yike's illusion, he felt that the eyes of the original owner seemed to be at the moment when the word "Xianzun" was mentioned,

The brush is bright.

.

"Mozun Mozun, Lord Mozun!"

Jiang Yike almost got a headache from being quarreled by the other party, and there were only a bunch of buzzing in his ears.

"We're going to find that fairy, is it a man or a woman? Is he very good-looking? Are there any golden pills, nascent infants, etc.?"

The two hid in the toilet for the time being, waiting for the opportunity to slip out.And Jiang Yike obviously took this short wait as an opportunity, and began to chatter about Jiang Yike.

Jiang Yike stared at him very dissatisfied: "Please, the one in front of you is a majestic demon. This seat is rich in the world and traverses all over the world. Why do you care about that immortal?"

"Hey," Jiang Yike rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "I'm just curious."

"Okay, then follow my command."

Relying on being a spirit body, Jiang Yike passed through the wall recklessly. He observed the school carefully, and then led Jiang Yike to sneak out.

Come out from the back of the teaching building and sneak into the grove incognito. There is a very hidden path leading to the side wall of the school.

Then, Jiang Yike looked at the tall fence covered with vines and was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing in a daze? Climb."

Jiang Yike looked at him inexplicably, and pointed to the fence, "What are you hesitating about?"

"Impossible, I'm not you, I definitely can't climb up."

Jiang Yike's face was full of black lines, and he stepped forward to fiddle with the leaves, and suddenly found something: "This fence is quite wide... I should try to go through it."

Having said that, Jiang Yike carefully stepped over one leg first, and then turned half of his body sideways.

Fortunately, he has a slender body, and he actually passed through the middle of the railing.

The class bell jingled behind him, but at this moment, the two of them were already standing on the street outside the school.

"This is the first time I've skipped class."

Jiang Yike sat awkwardly in the taxi, and whispered to Jiang Yike who was sitting beside him, "I always feel a little uneasy."

"It's a special situation." Jiang Yike, who led his three good students to skip class, was also a little embarrassed, "just this time."

The place Jiang Yike mentioned was quite far from the school, and the two of them took a taxi for about an hour, and finally arrived at their destination.

As far as the eye can see is a deserted urban area, with unfinished buildings one after another, and many gray homeless people dangling on the streets.

"This, this is the old city." Jiang Yike shivered, "You wouldn't—"

"What the hell am I doing to you, you'll be there soon," Jiang Yike glanced at him, and drifted forward on his own, "I don't understand that man likes to live in this damn place."

The two walked along the city, and the others just looked at Jiang Yike with strange eyes, but there was no hostility.

Soon, they arrived in front of a slightly dilapidated building. Just as they stood still, a cold greeting came from behind:

"What a rare guest, Lord Jiuli, why did you come here suddenly today?"

The wind was blowing, and one person's clothes were flying in it. He was wearing an ivory white robe, holding a slightly larger wooden pipa, and was looking at the two of them with a smile.

His eyes are light gray, like the little embers left after the charcoal fire has been burned out, almost still covered with scorching light and heat.

This classic dress!This cool outfit!

"It's almost like putting a big sign of 'I am a time-traveler' on my head."

Jiang Yike calmly spoke out what Jiang Yike was complaining about, and answered, "I'm not afraid of being arrested and locked up in the hospital."

Jiang Yike wanted to laugh a little, but he tried his best to hold it back.

He took a step forward, bowed slightly to the "Immortal Venerable", and said cautiously: "Hi, hello, I'm here this time to ask you—"

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by the immortal.

He shook his head lightly, and the sleeves of his robe fell down, revealing a pair of thin hands, pointing to the position beside Jiang Yike: "I'm talking to him."

Standing there was Jiang Yike who folded his arms, calmly and silently.

.

"It seems that you are still useful," Jiang Yike raised his eyebrows, "You can actually see me."

"This is the original owner of the body?" Xianzun tilted his head slightly, his long hair slipped from his shoulders, "It's very cute."

Xianzun waved his hand, motioning for the two to follow him: "Come in, it's hard to talk outside."

Jiang Yike quickly trotted behind him, while Jiang Yike floated leisurely beside him, looking around from time to time.

"Mozun," Jiang Yike held up his palms and asked Jiang Yike furtively, seeing that the immortal didn't seem to be listening.

"The Immortal Venerable is also very beautiful. Although he is not as good-looking as you, I can't tell whether he is a boy or a girl, and what's his name?"

Jiang Yike replied slowly: "The name is Qi Zidong, but in terms of gender... after ascension, there is no need to talk about gender. Both men and women can mix yin and yang."

Unexpectedly, a dilapidated building that looks small on the surface, after walking down the narrow stairs, there is a hole in the inside.

There is a very huge space underground, surrounded by several full bookcases, and there are many scrolls scattered in the middle, with many beautiful ink characters carefully written on the scrolls.

Qi Zidong put the pipa in his hand aside, and sat on the ground indifferently.He didn't beat around the bush, but asked straightforwardly: "So, is Lord Jiuli's soul out of body?"

Jiang Yike glanced at the original owner, and roughly explained to Qi Zidong what happened after he traveled here, including the matter that he lost consciousness in the sea.

"Actually, this can't be regarded as the soul leaving the body?" Jiang Yike said hesitantly, "I took his body unconsciously, and now the main body is back."

Jiang Yike sat obediently at the side, listening to the two big brothers discussing important matters.

"Well, so you have no intention of going back?"

Qi Zidong asked, and Jiang Yike definitely nodded resolutely.

"This is a little tricky. In this case, you can't stay by his side for too long, otherwise it may disappear at any time."

Qi Zidong leaned back slightly, leaning against the bookshelf, "I can find you a temporary residence, but it's not a long-term solution after all... You have to find a container that can hold your soul."

Even though he said so, Jiang Yike knew it in his heart.

There are many containers that can hold the soul. Jade pendants, weapons, and even books can allow the soul to inhabit them.

But the key is that it can accommodate him as a Demon Lord, such a powerful soul container——

Very few.

Qi Zidong turned around and flipped through a pile of books, while Jiang Yike floated back to the original owner and sat side by side with him.

Jiang Yike noticed that the other party's expression was slightly wrong.

The self-confidence from the beginning was gone, replaced by gray depression and disappointment.

Jiang Yike lowered his head slightly, he looked at the ground blankly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, hazy and unreal.

No one spoke, and the two sat together silently, waiting quietly.

At this moment, the door of the stairwell was kicked open.

"Bang—" There was a loud noise.The wooden door crashed down, smashing between the open books, splashing a thin layer of dust.

"Qi Zidong, it really is you."

Chu Nian stood at the back door, wearing a black overcoat, and hurried down with a displeased expression.

"What did you bring him here for?" Chu Nian's voice was cold and piercing, "This is the old city."

Qi Zidong didn't turn over things anymore, turned over and sat up, and said calmly: "Don't get me wrong, but Lord Jiuli came to find me by himself."

"He's not here at all."

Chu Nian pointed to Jiang Yike at the side, word by word, with a bitter sigh, "Can't you see it, can't tell it? That's the original owner of the body, not him."

Qi Zidong opened his eyes in a little surprise, he stared at Chu Nianzai carefully, up and down for a long time, until the other party frowned displeasedly, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Who can't see it?" Qi Zidong smiled and blinked his smoky eyes, then he raised his arm calmly and pointed directly at Jiang Yike.

"He's obviously here."

The author has something to say: Qi Zidong: I think I can go and receive the Best Supporting Actor Award.