When the boss becomes an attackable character

After explaining the matter, Lin Yan dismissed everyone.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the leader and Xu Xiaofei walking side by side.

What did they say in that room?Have the father and son recognized each other?Judging by the expressions of the two of them, it seems that they have become acquainted with each other again, and it is only the second time they have met.

he couldn't help thinking.

With the leader around, he would definitely sense his prying, so he didn't dare to eavesdrop.But he also wanted to know how this meeting went.Originally, there was no one else around the leader, only himself...but now there is another Xu Xiaofei.When he was looking at Xu Xiaofei, would he also think of his mother, what kind of woman was that, would they talk about it together?

He stared at Shen Jinglan, although his face did not change, his heart was confused.

Shen Jinglan was also looking at him, and at Xu Xiaofei beside him.

A gust of cold wind blew by, his chest was aching again, and his throat started to itch, and he forcibly endured the cough.His eyes became darker again.

Xu Xiaofei is like him in the past, but his future is much brighter than his own.

He once said that autumn moon and spring breeze, summer lotus and winter snow, he has seen more scenery in his life than most people in this world, and he should be satisfied... But the scenery under the sky is really a person All you can see?

As for what he said in the room earlier, he had entrusted both Tianjuejiao and Linyan to Xu Xiaofei.This young man is up to the task.I don't live long, but the two of them still have a long time, ranging from hundreds of years to thousands of years.He knew Xu Xiaofei's feelings for Lin Yan, and also saw that Lin Yan was not completely heartless towards this young man.There is a bond between them that will eventually link their hearts together.

At that time, I may have turned into a ray of wind passing through the forest, a handful of snow accumulated on a high mountain...

Can he really let go of these things?

——So what if you don't let go?

Xu Xiaofei was the first to break the silence, and said, "I've been bothering you for so many days, I should go now."

He bid farewell to the two of the Heavenly Absolute Sect.

Although these two people are people he likes and wants to be close to, even if they haven't said a word between them, the eyes they look at each other still hurt him.

His heart was prickling, and he felt like an outsider.

As long as Shen Jinglan is still there, he will not be able to insert himself between these two people.Maybe he should look forward to Shen Jinglan's death more than anyone else, but he just doesn't want Shen Jinglan to die.

It's time for him to go back. If he doesn't go back to the Xiaoyao Sect, the elder brother will probably worry about him getting into trouble and disappearing again.His fate with the Xiaoyao Sect is over, and he didn't want to just defect to the Tianjue Sect so silently. With his current skills, staying can't help much.

The future is long, and we will definitely see you again.

He turned and left, and the two people behind him watched him until his back disappeared.

Although it is winter, the camellias planted in the garden are still in full bloom, revealing their fragrance.

Lin Yan's eyes moved to the flowers again, and he suddenly asked: "Master, did you come here specially to meet that young master Xu?"

Shen Jinglan glanced at him with clear eyes: "I'm here to find you."

He said: "I know you still have a lot of things to do. I can stay in Zhongzhou for another month, and I will go wherever you go during this month. If there are any difficult people or things, I will take care of you. You solve it." He smiled again, "After this month, even if you ask me to do it, you won't be able to."

"Master..." Lin Yan stared at him, his throat was choked, and he was speechless for a moment.

Moisture blinded his eyes.

He is not very obedient... Why does the leader want to accommodate him so much?

This is not like what a superior said to his subordinates, but it is definitely like what a gentle and indulgent teacher said to the juniors who have always been protected by his generous wings.

He has been sheltered by the leader for a long time.

How long does the leader plan to protect him?

He also smiled suddenly: "Coincidentally, I was also about to ask the leader, where do I want to go this month? I have already figured it out, there is no way to finish the things in the church, and I don't have to do everything myself. I Originally, I planned to eradicate the two traitors who were at large, and clean up the traitors in several branch forums, but now I have assigned people to do it." He said softly, "I will do nothing for this month, where does the leader want to go? , I will accompany the leader wherever he goes.”

Shen Jinglan looked at him and smiled slightly.

"That's what you said," he said.

In an inn in Jinping City, Xu Xiaofei fell asleep early, and he had to go on his way tomorrow.

When the darkness came, he found that he had fallen into the dream of unknown ages again.

This dream seems to be very long, very long...

Dream four

As soon as he fell into the dream, Xu Xiaofei immediately noticed the abnormality - he was no longer the unrestrained immortal who was once regarded as a floating corpse, but the young man who had been deeply involved with him in previous dreams.And it's as if he's just floating out of the world, looking down at what's going on.

The boy he turned into was probably in the small town where they first met.

In the quiet town with small bridges, flowing water and green willows, passers-by pass by in a hurry, and vendors yell loudly. He holds an open scroll in both hands and asks everyone.The scroll was dripping with ink, and it was impossible to see what was painted.

"...Look again, take a closer look."

"...haven't seen him?"

"...Is this person really never been to town before?"

The screen turns.

From the noisy market to indoors.

It should be the boy's home.

Except for the three walls of the bookshelves, they are all covered with scrolls.Looking around, they were all the same person——

The black hair is hanging down, and the fairy clothes are fluttering.

"Who the hell are you? Who the hell are you? I've never met you before, it's just a one-sided relationship! Why... I only see you once, and I always think about you and dream about you?"

The young man looked at the portrait in the painting obsessively, and whispered hastily.

All of a sudden, he tore the scrolls off the wall one by one, and threw them all into the copper basin burning charcoal.

All of a sudden the flames shot up high.

"The sorcery, it must be your sorcery!"

He stared at the scroll engulfed by fire, with a faintly mad expression.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand recklessly, and snatched the half-burned scroll out of the fire.Even in a dream, I can still feel the burning pain coming from my fingertips...

The stone surface is cold.

He just knelt on the cold stone floor with his head bowed.His legs were so sore that they were almost numb, as if he had been kneeling for a long time.

A woman sobbed next to her ears, and the voice of an elderly man roared angrily.

"Unfilial son... Unfilial son! Don't even think about regretting your marriage. Even if you are tied up, you still have to go to worship and marry me! As for asking immortals, don't even think about it. Study hard for me, my Xue family's poetry and books Heirloom, never pay attention to these nagging monks!"

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The woman was still weeping and persuaded: "Master... Yin'er, Yin'er must be possessed by a demon. He has been very obedient since he was a child... and he is also close to the girl of the Qin family. Why did he suddenly... change his temperament... You Don't punish him! Let's find...a Taoist priest with profound skills...to drive Yin'er away from evil, don't punish him!"

He slowly got up from the ground, and staggered when he got up.

The surrounding scene became completely different again.

Just now it was the hall of a wealthy family, but now it is a freezing street, the snow under his feet has turned into a layer of slippery ice, it seems that he accidentally fell down just now.

He used to be elegant in green clothes, although he was not luxuriously dressed, he was clean and tidy, without a single patch on his clothes, but now he is much downcast, his outer robe is not only old, but also too thin, unable to resist the severe cold of winter.

He walked through the streets and alleys, walking more and more sideways, gradually the houses became narrower and smaller, and the clothes of the people on the road became more and more shabby.

Turning the corner of the street, he saw an old man in ragged clothes curled up, with a broken bowl in front of him. There was thin ice floating in the bowl, and there was not even a single copper plate in it.

He stopped, hesitated for a while, and then took out a steamed bun from his arms, broke off half of it, bent down and handed it over.

He seemed to recognize the old man.

"Don't beg for food here, you know? Change to another place! No one here can eat enough, where is there any money left for you, take this piece of steamed bun, and you can leave quickly."

The old man did not answer, nor did he make a sound.Didn't even open his eyes.

He suddenly froze.

The old man's face was bruised, his eyes were closed tightly, and he had been out of breath for a long time.

He stood up again.

"Oh..." he said softly, "It's good to leave, at least I don't have to suffer from hunger and cold."

Why is winter so long?

Why not go there?

He looked gloomy, and when he lifted his feet again, his steps became heavier.

In the darkness of night, he walked on the ground covered with mud and ice, like a dying ghost.

He seemed soon to be overwhelmed by poverty.

But as soon as the scene changed, from night to day, he found that time had passed for a while, and he supported himself, and he has not yet collapsed.

A fresh fragrance came, and he saw a delicate yellow flower as bright as the sun.

It is winter jasmine.

The first spring flowers of early spring!

he laughed.He was muttering about his expenses. He had already found a place to work part-time. Although the monthly salary was meager, at least he would not die of hunger.At first, it was really difficult!He was born into a wealthy family, devoted himself to studying since he was a child, and never had to worry about making a living for a day, so his money was robbed by thieves, and he almost couldn't survive.Fortunately, he finally used his own hands to overcome this difficulty.

"After a while, when the weather gets hotter and I save up some money, I'll go to 'him' again."

he said to himself.

"However, you can't be too strict on eating. You have to eat as much as you can... Otherwise, your physical strength will get worse and worse. If you get sick, you will be in trouble. I can't afford a doctor."

He really felt that in this winter of hunger and cold, his physical foundation had deteriorated a lot, and he often lacked energy, which might be the root cause of his illness.

He wasn't going to think about it any more.

Winter is over and spring has come.He didn't reach out to break off the bunch of flower branches, but the winter jasmine had already shone golden sunlight into his heart.

With a smile in his eyes, he walked forward. There was a long embankment in front of him, which passed through the lake.

For some reason, a group of passers-by with their heads outstretched to look into the lake gathered by the lake.

When passing through the crowd, he also inadvertently looked into the lake.

It's a floating corpse... Although it's early spring, there are still ice balls floating on the lake, and it's bitterly cold. Even if the person didn't die when he first fell into the water, he must be dead by this time.

He stopped suddenly.

The slight smile on his face had turned into surprise and fear.

impossible……

impossible……

It must be because of his dazzled eyes, it will never be the person he thinks in his heart, never!

As a Taoist priest who does not eat fireworks and rides the wind and clouds, how could he drown in the lake!

He suddenly turned his head, pushed aside the crowd, and burrowed inside.

Pushed by the waves, the "floating corpse" got closer and closer to the shore of the lake.

He also saw more and more clearly.He was really not mistaken - even if it was just a one-time relationship, he would still recognize it!The dozens of portraits that once hung on the three walls were all drawn by him stroke by stroke. He had long been familiar with this person's figure and appearance.

The people around mourned, and the corpses that died of freezing and starvation would occasionally come from the upper reaches. They were all poor people who were humble and destitute.But today this one, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, and the material of the clothes looks very good, he must have been a handsome and elegant young man in his lifetime, how could such a person die on the lake if he didn't enjoy himself in the warm and spring-like boat?

He gradually lost hearing what others were talking about.He was frozen from head to toe, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He would never believe that the man was dead, but the man really closed his eyes tightly and did not move, letting the waves carry him up and down.

Like really dead.

If the person he was looking for is gone, what is he still struggling to survive?

The crowd exclaimed.

He jumped into the lake. The water in the lake was colder than he had imagined. It was bone-chillingly cold.

He tried to swim towards the man,

Regardless of whether the person is dead or not...he will bring the person back to shore!

His hands and feet were numb from the cold, and suddenly burned like a raging fire.His physical strength was almost exhausted the moment he entered the water.This matter has exceeded the limit of his ability.He felt that at any moment he would fall down, fall down completely, and sink forever at the bottom of the cold water.

But he actually dragged the man ashore.

Some kind-hearted people gave him a hand when he climbed ashore, and the startled people took the initiative to give him an open space.

The sound of the heart beating violently in the chest cavity turned into a loud bang, overshadowing all other people's discussions.He knelt beside the man, gasping for breath, losing all strength.

He knew he was dying.

Until his death, he didn't know what kind of "magic" he had fallen into.He used to live well in his hometown town, his family was well-off, and he had a childhood sweetheart with deep affection. The master of the academy praised him for being very talented, and he would definitely be able to obtain fame in the future.All of this changed because of meeting this person, and they didn't even speak a few words!

but……

If he dies with this person, he seems... to be satisfied.

Before I die, at least I can see one more time.

His tears fell on the man's face.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and hugged him.

It was the same pair of eyes that were common in his dreams and unforgettable, with clear and gentle waves.He didn't feel anything when he first saw it, but as time passed, he gradually realized that he had been possessed by a demon since the first time he saw these eyes.

Can you tell me, what kind of sorcery did you... use?

The world spun and the world fell into darkness.

……

The rich ink color gradually faded, and finally turned into a cloud of smoke that slowly dissipated.

Xu Xiaofei felt that he flew out of the cloud and rose into the air, his vision suddenly opened up. He looked down, and the dissipating cloud was framed in a long scroll spread out on the table.

This scene was originally the scene presented in the picture scroll.

And he himself turned back into that unrestrained fairy.

"I see..." He let out a soft sigh.

Regarding the previous experience, the young man has always refused to tell him the truth, but since he is a fairy, of course he has many ways to figure out what happened.

He waved his sleeve, and the scroll turned into a ball of golden light and flew back into the sleeve of his robe. He turned around and was suddenly stunned.

"you……"

If he hadn't been upset, he should have noticed it a long time ago.

The young man stood at the door for an unknown amount of time, his eyes staring at him obsessively, the expression on his face was embarrassing and sad, but also somewhat relieved.Noticing that he was looking at him, he turned and ran.

He chased after him, and he had already figured out what to do in an instant.

This dream lasted until daylight.

Xu Xiaofei lay on the bed, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and blocked the somewhat harsh sunlight from the small window.

At the end of that dream, he and that young man should have a happy ending... But why is he feeling lost in his heart?

If they really achieved Consummation, why would they be here, sleeping alone in the inn?

He didn't dare to think about what happened to them later.

He couldn't think anymore, and every time he tried to recall, his brain would ache violently.

He has already recalled some fragments and connected them together, he vaguely feels that the truth has flashed before his eyes.But this aura was so unpredictable that it always slipped through his fingers.

Xu Xiaofei suddenly thought of Shen Jinglan and Lin Yan.

Maybe deep down in his heart, he has already realized who he is, but he hasn't realized it yet... It was this voice from the bottom of his heart that told him to get closer to these two people.

I don't know where those two people are at this moment, what are they thinking?