"..."

Xie Huai fell into a brief silence.

How should he explain that because he was worried about Yi Lan, he rushed to Hangcheng the night before starting the machine, and even went to the little fox's room.

He suddenly didn't know how to express it, it seemed that after explaining it exactly, he would pierce the last layer of window paper, and let the ambiguity between the two of them directly come to the surface.

It's not that Xie Huai doesn't want to be with Yi Lan, but now that Yi Lan hasn't recovered her memory, what happened in the past thousand years is still a mystery.The person who secretly wanted to harm Yi Lan has not yet been found out, and under the dark and turbulent atmosphere, it seems that it is not suitable for love.

What made him even more uneasy was...

Thousands of years ago, Xie Huai only silently admired Shen Yaobai unilaterally and never expressed his affection, and Shen Yaobai always regarded him as a friend.

If they get together rashly, and one day in the future Yi Lan suddenly regains her memory, will their relationship return to the stage of friends?And he...how could he really be willing to let Yi Lan just retreat.

He is not afraid that he will not get it.

But he was afraid of getting it, so he couldn't let it go.

If there was a day, some unbearable thoughts he buried in the shadows might force him to keep Yi Lan by his side.

...that was something he didn't want to see.

Xie Huai slowly took a deep breath, suppressed his messy thoughts, turned to look at Yi Lan, and said in a low voice: "...Before, I listened to what Ying Tian said."

Yi Lan didn't know the huge amount of information that Xie Huai had passed through his mind in just a few seconds, he nodded, he did tell Ying Tian that he couldn't drink well.

It's just that I didn't expect it to reach the creditor's father's ears.

It's a bit embarrassing.

He wrinkled his nose: "I will increase my drinking capacity!"

Xie Huai was a little helpless, wiped his hands clean, and flicked his forehead with his fingers: "It's not a good thing, don't study foolishly."

Yi Lan subconsciously closed his eyes, and in an instant, a blue light flashed in his mind, and he immediately raised his hand to touch the center of his brow.

Xie Huai frowned slightly: "It hurts?"

"No," Yi Lan blinked, "I was just taken aback...Brother Huai, I still have a flight tomorrow afternoon, so I'll go back to take a shower and sleep first."

It was past eleven o'clock now, Xie Huai had no doubt that he was there, and nodded in response.

Yi Lan returned to the guest room as if nothing had happened.The moment the door locked with a "click", he immediately threw himself on the bed and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes.

Whether it is a human or a monster, as long as you learn to practice, you can see a "sea of ​​consciousness" that stores spiritual power in your brain.

Everyone's sea of ​​consciousness is different, some are countless hillsides, some are vast oceans, some are just a small room, everything is naturally derived according to the individual's personality.

But in Yi Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, there was only a blank space.

In fact, he had also wondered that his own sea of ​​consciousness in his imagination should be a room scattered with game consoles, computers, Coca-Cola potato chips and plush blankets. This blank space really didn't fit his personality.

But at this moment, in the sea of ​​consciousness that had been empty since he started cultivating, a blue flame unexpectedly appeared.

Yi Lan: "...?"

what?

He used his thoughts to project himself into the sea of ​​consciousness.When he opened his eyes again, he was floating in the white space, and about one meter in front of him, there was a blue flame the size of a baby's fist floating impressively.

Yi Lan pondered for a few seconds, then stretched out her hand tentatively.

Although the master kept telling him to play with fire and wet the bed, and threatened him to set fire to the mountain and sit in prison, but as the saying goes, practice is the only criterion for testing the truth... Who hasn't tried poking a boiling kettle and touching a candle when curiosity is strong? ?

Of course, Yi Lan did this kind of thing when he was a child, and was beaten twenty times by his master as punishment, but this spirit of daring to explore and die is always carried out in his beliefs and will never end.

But before his fingers touched the flame, the flame seemed to be conscious, and suddenly twisted flexibly to avoid Yi Lan's hand.

A childish voice came from within the flames:

"Who are you! Why am I in your body!"

Yi Lan: "?"

He scratched his cheek with his index finger, and asked in confusion, "Flame... can talk? What kind of monster are you?"

"You are the monster! Your whole family are monsters! Aww!"

Huo Huo was so angry that his whole body swelled, and he said aggressively, "I am Qingqiu Yanling! A great, noble, elegant and beautiful flame spirit!"

"Qingqiu?"

Yi Lan suddenly remembered something. In the illusion, he seemed to have indeed seen the blue flame.

Could it be that the Flame Spirit followed him out of the illusion?But isn't that an illusion?

Yi Lan has never heard that there are people who can pack when they come out of the illusion, or they pack passively. He doesn't even know when the flame spirit came to him.

But this little flame... It's a big slap, but it insists on screaming "I'm so dragged", which is quite amusing.

Like a screaming chicken in the shape of a flame.

The little fox looked at the flames in front of him curiously: "Where did you come from?"

"Heh," Yanling couldn't help puffing out his chest. Of course, in appearance, it is simple and inflated: "Stupid monster, have you ever heard of Qingqiu's bluestone?"

Yi Lan thought for a while: "...Blood Spirit Bluestone?"

"That's right! Even if you have some knowledge, you know the blood spirit," Yan Ling said, "The blue stone is not only the guardian stone of Qingqiu, but also the witness of every nine-tailed fox clan holding a coming-of-age ceremony. As we all know, blood spirits are countless Nine-tailed ancestors separated a ray of soul, and formed an aggregate. Every adult Nine-tailed clansman can receive the blessings of the blood spirit ancestors in front of Qingshi, and at the same time, they may also receive gifts from the ancestors."

"Some people get weapons, some people get medical records, and some people get panacea. And I..." Yan Ling became proud again, "Only the most outstanding genius and the best heir of Qingqiu can get me!"

Yi Lan: "Ah, really?"

"...Why do you have a look of disdain on your face that you can change something?!"

Yi Lan hurriedly said seriously: "No, I think you are very good."

Although he boasted very perfunctorily, Yanling seems to be a character who is very useful when boasting, and immediately raised his tail: "Naturally! You know, even if the ancestors want to send me out, if the person who comes to me , can’t get my approval, then it’s impossible for him to have me.”

"That's why I finally found my destined master 1000 years ago."

Yi Lan nodded: "What about your master?"

"My master—"

Flame Spirit was obviously going to continue blowing, but its voice suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds, it all turned into a faint melancholy:

"I just woke up from a deep sleep today, but I found that I lost all memory about the master, so... I forgot who he is."

"But I believe that as long as I see him again, I will definitely recognize him! This is the attraction of fate!"

Flame Spirit said firmly.

Yi Lan nodded and said encouragingly, "Okay, then go for it."

As he said that, he suddenly gathered his hands together, trapping the caught off guard Yanling in his palm.Immediately afterwards, a black vortex suddenly appeared in the boundless sea of ​​consciousness, and the interior was completely dark.

"This is my door to the Sea of ​​Consciousness," Yi Lan explained to Yan Ling who hadn't reacted yet, "I'm going to send you out now, so get ready."

Yan Ling suddenly panicked: "Wait, wait! Not now!"

Yi Lan tilted her head: "Huh?"

Although he didn't dislike this little screaming chicken, Master said that the sea of ​​consciousness is the root of a person's spiritual power, and it is also the place where spiritual power is most vulnerable.Any foreign things lodged in it will become a huge hidden danger enough to destroy a person's entire spirit, and even turn a powerful monster into a fool directly.

"I can't live alone in the outside world, without the host and the bluestone, I will disappear!"

The flame spirit yelled sadly.

Yi Lan was a little puzzled: "Then why are you planning to find your master?"

"..."

The aura around Yan Ling suddenly weakened, and after a few seconds, it seemed to finally realize that Yi Lan was the only existence that could be relied on at the moment, so it rubbed Yi Lan's fingers with its body flatteringly:

"How about...can you do me a favor first?"

The flame of Flame Spirit is not hot, it is even warm, like a small heater.

Yi Lan pondered for a few seconds, then asked, "But why did I help you?"

The flame of the flame spirit trembled, and was at a loss for words for a while.

An amiable smile appeared on the little fox's face: "If you want me to help, don't you have to pay something?"

Flame Spirit: "..."

"Or, I want to sign a temporary contract with you." Yan Ling seemed a little unwilling, "During the contract period, I will not harm your sea of ​​consciousness, and I will lend you a helping hand when you are in a critical moment, allowing you to control me to fight against you." Enemy. And you have to provide space for me to board, and help me find a master."

Yi Lan rubbed her chin: "A critical moment? But now is a peaceful age, so there aren't so many crises."

Yanling has been asleep for a thousand years, so naturally she didn't expect this: "...then what do you want?"

The little fox narrowed his eyes slyly, bent his eyes and smiled: "Let me use you as I like, and I will agree to your conditions."

Flame Spirit: "..."

Although it is a flame spirit, it still feels that this sentence sounds weird.

But he had no choice but to agree: "Yes."

The contract spoken by the monster and the practitioner will be certified by the heavens, and the breach of the contract will be punished by the rules of heaven.The moment Yan Ling agreed, the golden power of the contract appeared in the air and fell on Yi Lan and Yan Ling.

A few seconds later, Flame Spirit screamed: "——how is it a master-servant contract?! Isn't what we signed an equal contract!!"

Yi Lan was also stunned. Although he also wanted to grab the wool of the flame spirit, he hadn't thought about it. After all, he has a serious owner, and a twisted melon is not sweet.

But it's inexplicable... It seems that the heaven wants them to taste whether the twisted melon is sweet or not.

Yi Lan stroked the flame spirit in her palm with some pity: "Accept the reality, Xiaojian."

"What is Xiaojian? Don't name me indiscriminately!!"

"Then what do you want to be called, Xiao Ming? Little...chicken?"

"...You still let me go out and dissipate!!!"

The next day, Yi Lan returned to the crew in Hangcheng.

When he came back, he received a collective welcome from the crew, and many people sent him condolences.I came to talk to Lao Zhang, the screenwriter of the group, and they specially prepared a vacuum-packed marinated chicken leg the size of two fists for him.

It can be said that Director Zhu missed Yi Lan, a dedicated and easy-going actor. After confirming that Yi Lan's body had recovered, he quickly arranged for Yi Lan to join the intense shooting.

Due to his week-long absence, for the next month or so, Yi Lan had to keep shooting for more than twelve hours a day, coming to the set at seven o'clock in the morning every morning, and returning to the hotel room at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, exhausted. After taking a hasty shower, I got into bed, and I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes to go to Weibo to eat melons and watch sand sculpture jokes.

Only classmate Xiao Jian who marvels at the changes in the world every day in his mind can make him vaguely feel the vitality of the world.

But the results of this kind of hard work are also very satisfactory.Every night before going to bed, Yi Lan would count the remuneration she had entered into the account. After she was relieved, she felt that the road to return home after paying off the debt seemed to be shortened by a bit.

It's really hard to be a worker.

In mid-May, Yi Lan finally finished filming in the crew.

On the day of the finale, he hugged the flowers sent by the director, and took the bank card with all the film salary in his pocket, and happily set foot on his way home.

The last time he left Xie Huai's house for more than a month, he still didn't feel anything, but for some reason, leaving this time... he still misses it a little.

Maybe he fell in love with the bed in the guest room.

Yi Lan thought seriously.

When getting off the plane, Yi Lan unexpectedly met fans who came to pick her up.

More than a dozen girls, some holding banners, some holding cameras, shouted his name one after another the moment he walked out:

"Lan Lan! Lan Lan look at me!"

"Lan Lan, please sign me!"

"Lanlan, this is a gift I bought for you!"

Yi Lan looked at those eyes looking at him with incomparable sincerity, and for the first time, felt a warmth flow through her heart.

He couldn't help laughing, his almond eyes were full of two moons, and the little canine teeth on his lips were exposed.

Immediately someone exclaimed because of this smile, and the shutter sounded one after another.

As Yi Lan walked out, she signed autographs for the fans around, and then imitated what Ying Tian told him, and told these little girls: "It's a little late, we have to go back together... Well, it's over, we must go back." Post on Weibo... what is this?"

Yi Lan looked at the little red book in her hand: "..."

The little girl handing over the handmade marriage certificate flushed and stuffed the little red book back: "I, I took the wrong one! It's this book!"

Yi Lan coughed lightly, and decided to pretend that nothing happened to the fan's death scene—who knew the next one would be even more outrageous.

He read the title of the book twice, and confirmed again that what this girl brought over was a copy of "Criminal Law".

Yi Lan: "...I don't know how many surprises you have left?"

"I'm a law student, so Lan Lan can sign one for me," the fans said eagerly, "I will be more motivated to endorse in the future!"

Reasonable and well-founded, Yi Lan had no choice but to sign on the blank space on the first page.

He signed autographs for every fan who came to pick him up at the airport, and he wanted to take a photo with him, but was dragged away by Ying Tian.

"Don't agree to everything, my idiot," the old mother was heartbroken, "If you are like this, you will have more fans in the future, what will you do?"

"Then sign as much as possible." Yi Lan smiled, her eyes bright, "They like me so much, I can't let them down."

After all, every sincere heart deserves to be taken seriously.

When returning to Xie Huai's house, Yi Lan happily pushed open the door of the villa with the joy of finishing and the emotion of seeing the fans, and shouted loudly:

"I am back!"

Total darkness.

... Xie Huai is not at home.

Yi Lan was stunned at the door for a few seconds before she suddenly remembered that Xie Huai was the movie king and the company president after all, even if he hadn't acted recently, he couldn't be at home waiting for him all the time.

But he seemed... still a little lost.

It was like during the three months when Master left, every time he opened the door, what he saw was the empty living room where Yi Yi was not present.

The little fox blinked and was about to walk into the house when he heard footsteps from behind.

Before he had time to turn his head, a big warm hand touched the top of his head, rubbing his hair affectionately, and a warm feeling came from his palm:

"What are you doing at the door...you're not going home?"

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感谢在2021-08-2701:54:45~2021-08-2722:37:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard

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