Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Ripples appeared on the mirror-smooth water surface, reflecting the pale figure of Gu Jian wrapped in black clothes, as well as the back of the young man sneaking into the secret passage of the dining room in front of him.

The ripples on the water surface shook a few times, and the screen switched to Gu Jian taking a deep breath, lifting his footsteps, and following Lin Gongru's figure into the secret passage.

Ying Moyan was wearing snow-white pajamas and her ankle-length hair loose, sitting by the water mirror.A tung oil lamp was placed beside the water mirror. Under the dim light, the blood-red lotus imprint on Yan Jun's forehead looked much softer.

Dozens of books were scattered at his feet. Due to the careful maintenance of the books, they exude a faint fragrance of ink. The words "Qinghe Academy Collection" are written in official script on the bottom of the cover.

Ying Moyan was also holding a book in his hand, and he flipped through it extremely fast, looking at ten lines at a glance, eager to find a familiar name in it.However, a book was quickly flipped through, and nothing was found.

He threw down the book in disappointment, picked up another one from the ground, and involuntarily glanced at the water mirror next to it that recorded the progress of the world.

Amidst the ripples, Lin Gongru and Gu Jian had already exchanged hands in the narrow secret passage.

He knew he shouldn't open the water mirror hastily.

As the lord of the underworld, even though he has the qualifications to watch all the big and small events that happen in the world, it must be for public purposes.However, the area where Lin Gongru lived was not in the normal cycle of human life, and the objects he dealt with also came from his own seven emotions.Using the water mirror for personal gain, spying on and tracking the whereabouts of Lin Gongru and other Qiqing, this is already beyond the scope of his responsibility.

However, the confusion and doubts in his heart were too great, and he really couldn't care about this little bit of selfishness.

Ying Moyan forcibly pulled her eyes back from the water mirror, forcing herself to continue looking up the history books in her hand with holding her breath.These days, he always had the illusion that the wound on the left abdomen left by Lin Gongru in his eldest grandson's life was always painful; every time he stretched out his hand to touch it, there was nothing abnormal.

Why did the trauma that Lin Gongru caused to the eldest grandson spread to his real body?

Is it because the three emotions have returned to their positions one after another, and has he already formed an inseparable connection with the seven emotions?

If it acts on the body of the seven emotions, will his body be able to feel the same pain as that of the seven emotions...?

The flashback scene when I was unconscious that day, the deep and secluded corridor of vines, Lin Gongru in a silver armor and red robe, smiling and calling him "little bookworm" in an affectionate tone——

Where did these memories go?

He and Lin Gongru, after all...

The pile of books he had browsed at his feet was getting higher and higher, and Ying Moyan's speed of turning the pages was correspondingly faster and faster, obviously adding a little anxiety.

No.

There is no mention of Lin Gongru in any book, not even a single word of information about him.

He once went to the Heavenly Court in person, and wanted to go to the library of the Heavenly Court to consult materials related to Lin Gongru;Unexpectedly, the immortal in charge of the library slowly shook his head after listening to his request for consultation.

Lin Gongru had already been expelled from the Immortal Register, and all his information was destroyed and annihilated along with him being pushed off the Zhuxian Terrace.Even if there are traces of records about him, they are extremely solemnly locked in the confidential layer and cannot be borrowed.

——Yan Jun, the old man advises Yan Jun that it is best not to continue to inquire about General Lin's past...

——Why?

——Some old things are not necessarily worth seeing again.Yan Jun, you are a student of the former Yan Jun, young and promising, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the entire underworld, and your future is limitless.

——Ying Moyan doesn't know what the immortal means, could it be that I am the same as Lin Gongru...

The fairy looked at him and sighed.

——This is all the old man said, and there is no more right and wrong.Yan Jun, please go back, there is no news that Yan Jun wants here.

He got nothing, and went to inquire several times, but he returned empty-handed after receiving half-hearted refusal.

Since I can't get any information from Heavenly Court, I can only go elsewhere to find a way.Ying Moyan lent a large amount of materials related to history books from the Qinghe Academy, which he had studied in, which claimed to have a collection of various rare, easy, and ancient books. try to find.

After such a long time, the gains are still very little.

What did Lin Gongru do that offended the Emperor of Heaven, and neither the government nor the people could find his past?

There was a sudden fluctuation in the water mirror, and a white mist shrouded the smooth surface of the water, obscuring the originally clear vision.

Ying Moyan frowned slightly, put a finger between her lips, bit the blood drop lightly, and fell into the water mirror surrounded by white mist.

The mirror surface recovered again, and on the screen, Gu Jian's soles softened, and he staggered and fell into Lin Gongru's arms.

The snow-white mist is like something tangible, coming and going suddenly.

Lin Gongru's eyes were covered by smoke for a few breaths, and he couldn't see anything for a moment; after a while, the smoke cleared, and when he came back to his senses, there was a warm body in his arms.

"Gu Jian, do you want it?" He hugged the limp man with one arm, lit a fire pocket with the other, and rushed to shine on the man's face.

What imprinted in the eyes was the faint red tide on the pale face, the eyebrows were frowning in pain, the thin lips were tightly pressed, and the teeth were biting to resist something.He closed his eyes and was short of breath. He didn't know if he heard his question, but he didn't answer.

The palm supporting Lin Gongru unconsciously exerted force, almost pinching deeply into his arm.

"Gu Jian?"

Is the white smoke poisonous?

Lin Gongru wanted to support someone to lie down against the stone wall, but was surprised that he could not move.

Just now Gu Jian raised his hand and brushed some of his vital points, successfully preventing him from inhaling the unknown mist like him; however, it also blocked his free moving points.Lin Gongru is now able to bend his hands in a small range, but the waist down seems to be rooted in the ground, and it is difficult to move an inch.

He tried his best to move a few times, then clumsily summoned his true energy, and slammed into the acupuncture point that was hit, only to find in despair that it had no effect.

The shadow guard's martial arts surpassed him too much, and he sealed the acupoints heavily, and he could only stay there like a stupid statue until he untied it with his own hands or the time passed.

Seeing that Gu Jian's breathing became more and more rapid, and the blush on his face became more and more intense, Lin Gongru was so impatient that cold sweat rolled down his cheeks - this man was obviously poisoned, and he was already unconscious; if he was allowed to faint like this, he might The poisonous gas traveled through the whole body and invaded the heart veins, and it would be too late to save people! !

He had no choice but to shake the person in his arms as hard as he could, "Hey, Gu Jian, you are sober, first untie my acupoint—"

The fire is about to burn to the end.

Gu Jian suddenly snorted softly, and opened a gap in his tightly closed eyes in a daze.

Lin Gongru shook his hand and stopped immediately: "Are you awake? Where do you feel unwell?"

The shadow guard leaned on his shoulder, his eyes slowly opened, intertwined with Lin Gongru's gaze staring at him for a moment, and then staggered away again.Lin Gongru found that his eyes were not focused, although he looked at him with his eyes open, it seemed that he was not in his eyes.

He tentatively stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and the shadow of his hand brushed against Gu Jian's eyes again and again. The man opened his eyes and stared straight at him, as if he didn't realize it.

This situation is a bit weird - it doesn't seem to be poisoned, but it seems that the soul has been hooked by something.

Just as he was about to think deeply, the person in his arms suddenly supported his shoulders and slowly stood up straight.His face was flushed, his chest was slightly undulating, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be half-opened radiated frantic light.

Gu Jian opened his lips, and quietly spit out a sigh-like words: "Young master... Gu Jian lives and dies, and he belongs to the young master."

After saying this, he put his hands on Lin Gongru's waist, and slowly knelt down in front of him.The flame that was about to be extinguished refracted light, swaying dying in the secret room, and the light and shadow flashed on Gu Jian's face, revealing the layers of sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his lips that were bleeding from bites, reflecting people out of nowhere for no reason. A thrilling decision came.

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