【Xiyao】This life can wait for your return

It's hot summer, and the air is full of sultry water vapor, and the occasional breeze blows by, which only brings more restless cicadas.

Under the big banyan tree in the backyard of the Meng family, a few servants rolled up their sleeves and gathered together during the lunch break, knocking on the melon seeds rewarded by the master, while chatting about recent new things.

Gusu has a lot of water, and there are many families who have raised them. Except for the Lan family who is well-known in Taoism, there are as many big and small families here as there are stars in a summer night.

The Meng family is one of the small families. Because some people in the family have a close relationship with the Lan family, they have also accumulated a little reputation nearby. Even the people who work in the Meng family think that they are "very experience".

"Hey, hey, have you guys noticed that the door of the young master's room hasn't been opened for several days?"

"Isn't it? I said a few days ago that I got some magic weapon, so I have to study it carefully."

"Tch, what do you stupid donkey know? The young master has obtained a peerless secret book and is practicing in closed doors in his room. The secret book is also related to a big man in the Taoist sect!"

"Big man? Who is it?"

"Patriarch Yiling!"

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The topic changed a few times, and everyone was chatting enthusiastically, so naturally they didn't notice a pale-faced young man coming behind him.

"What are you talking about?" A voice lacking in breath but with a little smile rang out.

Several domestic servants looked back, and they were so frightened that one Buddha was born and the other ascended to heaven. They stood in a row and called out tremblingly, "Young Master".

That young man is Meng Sheng, the young master of the Meng Mansion.

Seeing the group of servants quiet down, the slight curvature of Meng Sheng's mouth did not decrease, but he seemed to have forgotten the question just now, and directly ordered: "Come some people, go and send the box on my table to father."

"Yes!" Several swift-handed domestic servants rushed to Meng Sheng's room immediately, and the rest of the people also dispersed.

Thoughtfully muttering to himself, why is the eldest and young master different? He is usually so mean, but when he sees his servants gossiping, he must fuck his head with blood. Now...it looks very pleasing, originally The not-so-bad appearance looks even better when it's gentle. Is it because of some "cheat book"?

Meng Sheng hid in the shade of the banyan tree, adjusted his breath for a while, and his pale face, which had not seen the sun for many days, turned a little rosy.

He also noticed the doubts on the faces of a few servants just now, but he didn't care, he wouldn't stay here for too long anyway, and besides, he was really not Meng Sheng.

He is Jin Guangyao.The former Immortal Governor, the Jin Lintai Jin family, Jin Guangyao, and of course, Meng Yao...

In the battle of Guanyin Temple, everyone knows that Jin Guangyao and Chifeng Zun Nie Mingjue died together. The grievances and grievances in life, the merits and demerits, are all buried under the statue of Guanyin, and the dust is buried in the ground. If you want to say that this is the young master of the little Meng Mansion Even Jin Guangyao himself finds it inconceivable why he turned into Lianfang Zun who has long since died and disappeared, but there is nothing he can do about it.

First of all, he himself has never had any plans to "seize the house" - nor can he have any plans.

After pushing Lan Xichen away in the Avalokitesvara Temple, Jin Guangyao's mind was already blank. There were too many mixed emotions and inexplicable thoughts were too chaotic, and he couldn't think of anything at all.

Until it falls into chaos, until consciousness fades, until it sinks completely.

He wasn't sure if he had been floating in nothingness for a long time, and he didn't know if he had ever had a deep peace, but the moment he opened his eyes again, his whole body was still blank.

When she had real feelings again, those disorganized and fragmented memories suddenly flooded in like a tide, constantly combining, repeating, ridiculing, and ravaging... After calming down, it seemed like a different life, but it was also a different life.

In an unfamiliar room, the air was filled with stale air, a somewhat familiar blood formation lay beneath him, and a stack of white papers was neatly placed in front of the desk.

After Jin Guangyao carefully read those blank papers three times, he couldn't help but want to sigh - it's really a reincarnation.

It turned out to be "offering a house"...