My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

The white-haired young man and Little Yezi who heard the footsteps turned their heads together. I have to say that the scene is really weird.

Yunhong was almost laughed at by them.

The small leaf bounced up from the ground with a whoosh, turned into a green streamer and wrapped around Yunhong's thumb, rubbing against the thin leaf stalk.

Go home!

Leaf is back!

It has absorbed a lot of spiritual power powder just now, and the greenness is thicker, showing a kind of dark green with a gelatinous texture.

Xiao Ye Zi was angered, Yun Hong touched Ye Ye's stalk to apologize, then when he raised his head, he saw An Ge walking over, and said with lowered eyes, "I'm sorry."

Yunhong glanced at him, "Where did you go wrong?"

Ange pursed his lips, "I shouldn't lie to you, I just..."

I just want you to rely on me a little more.

After the ecstasy of lost and found, there is deeper fear.

It is afraid that the other party will disappear again, and it is afraid that it will return to the original days of being alone.

The emptiness and loss day after day are like blunt knives cutting flesh, not fatal, but enough to drive people crazy.

A thousand years is really too long, even a big demon can't guarantee that he will survive for a few more thousand years in this era of withered spiritual energy.

Once it reaches the end of its life, it will disappear in form and spirit, scattered into a wisp of fly ash between the heaven and the earth, and everything in the past will no longer exist.

The wind in the first month already brought the spirit of spring, and it fell into his eyes gently and softly, making it a little more tender out of thin air.

Yunhong sighed, "Let's talk."

Seeing that he didn't ignore him, An Ge's eyes lit up, "Okay."

Yunhong asked, "In your eyes, is the person standing in front of you Yunhong, or the Taoist priest from thousands of years ago?"

Angben has made up his mind that no matter what the other party says, he must compromise unconditionally.

But as soon as this question came up, he was stunned.

who is it?

But... aren't they all the same person?

Without saying a word, Yunhong saw the answer in his eyes, and suddenly felt tired.

See, that's the root of the problem.

He always thinks that he and his previous life are two independent people. Although there is a little connection, they must not be confused.

But in An Ge's heart, whether it is Yuan Tiangang, the Taoist who deceives the sky, or the mysterious guest "hitting the emperor", even the young Yunhong now is a person.

So naturally, Ange would extend his feelings for the former to Yunhong.

Perhaps in essence, there is nothing wrong with this. No one can remain calm in the face of such a relationship that transcends time and space.

But for Yunhong in this world, he always feels like a substitute.

Because he knew very well that after breaking through Ziyun Cave, the object of infinite tolerance and love of the Custodian who suddenly became intimate was not himself.

The other party is just expressing his yearning for another person thousands of years ago through his own appearance.

Thousands of years of waiting are not for myself.

Ange frowned, obviously listening carefully, but... still a little confused.

From the beginning to the end, what I follow, yearn for, and even imagine is the same soul, and it cannot be changed even if the sea is dry and rocks are rotten.

That being the case, what does it matter what form the new incarnation takes?

Yunhong pinched the center of his brows, and for the first time he clearly realized how difficult it is to communicate with people with different views.

No, he's not even human!

Perhaps it is because he is not human that he cannot really understand.

Thinking of this, Yunhong couldn't help but glared at him

Dog brains!

Ange blinked slowly, and Jun's face showed a bit of surprise unexpectedly, "Are you scolding me?"

Yunhong "..."

Beast instinct?

He lied without changing his face, "No."

Ange stared at him for a while, then grumbled aggrievedly.

The facial features of the guardian in human form are deep and sharp, like winter ice and snow piled up on the cold white skin, and he looks alienated and indifferent when he is serious.

But when he pulled down the end of his eyes a little bit, half-covered his small fan-like eyelashes, and pursed the corners of his lips, his whole demeanor was completely different.

Commonly known as dog eyes.

Xiugou is hanging.

Yunhong "..."

You have broad shoulders and long legs, and you look like a human being, why are you pretending to be pitiful?

I will not be fooled.

He has always been a decisive person, even if the result is not satisfactory, he doesn't like to procrastinate.

Knowing that there is a problem with the probation officer, it is not his style to be greedy for a little company in front of him and pretend to be stupid.

He longs for companionship and unconditional trust, but he doesn't want to live like a self-deceiving beggar, humble and snatching things that don't belong to him.

"Ange, it is not only the soul that shapes a person, but also experience."

He took out a piece of white paper from his pocket, raised his hand and tore it in half. One half was torn into pieces and stepped into the muddy water, while the other half was quickly drawn into a spirit charging talisman.

"Even if the same person lives twice in different worlds, he will become two completely different people."

Anger watched as the scraps of paper under his feet were soaked in snow water little by little, and finally turned into a black and wet ball. It seemed that the tip of his heart had been soaked in ice water, and it was so cold.

He seemed to understand something, but he couldn't express it, he just felt a tightness in his chest.

"If you still treat me as someone else," Yunhong said calmly, "then I will take the initiative to apply for termination of the guardianship relationship. You should think about it carefully."

After speaking, he turned and entered the house.

Ange stood there in a daze, staring straight at the scraps of paper in the puddle. After a while, he suddenly squatted down and picked them up with his hands.

The dark muddy water trickled down between his fingers, and fell back into the puddle patter, splashing small black ripples in circles.

After an unknown amount of time, Yunhong suddenly heard a deep wolf howl, and when he subconsciously looked out the window, he saw a giant snow-white wolf stepping on the monster cloud and flying away.

The white wolf hovered over the small courtyard for a while, met Yunhong's eyes in the window, paused briefly, and then headed north without looking back.

Yunhong tightened his grip on the window sill, and suddenly felt a blockage in his throat.

He really is gone.

Sensing the master's depression, Xiao Yezi poked her head out from the wrench, and patted his hand lightly with the leaf stem.

Yunhong forced a smile, "It's okay."

I was the one who said to end the guardianship relationship, and I asked him to think about it...I already guessed that there might be such a result, didn't I?

He exhaled forcefully, which was actually quite good.

I am me, not someone's substitute.

I am not a beggar!

Don't think about it, don't think about it, relying on the mountains to fall, relying on everyone to run, not to mention being a wolf!

You are a living person, why are you angry with a wolf?

Become stronger and stronger, only strength will never betray yourself.

For the next whole day, Yunhong was immersed in drawing the filling talisman.

The most urgent task is to set up the Spirit Gathering Formation first.

In a short period of time, it is unlikely that he will break through again, so the most realistic and stupid way is to make up for insufficient quality and quantity.

One hundred talismans is not enough, so I will draw a thousand or ten thousand, and there will always be enough.

No matter how bad it is, you can still exchange money.

When you concentrate on doing one thing, time runs like a long leg.

Unknowingly, the sun slanted to the west, and the setting sun dragged a long shadow through the glass window and leaked in, casting a long shadow on the table.

After several hours of continuous work, Yunhong had already piled up a thick stack of talismans, roughly a hundred of them, and the package of A4 papers he opened was all used up.

He left the desk to get a new one, moved his stiff hands, feet and neck by the way, and habitually stretched his hands aside, thinking about stroking his hair as usual to relieve fatigue, "Ange."

As soon as the words came out, he found nothing, and he was stunned.

Habits are a terrible thing.

In just a few dozen days of getting along, he has gotten used to the existence of another creature.

Yunhong couldn't help shivering. When he raised his head, he suddenly saw a black shadow falling from the sky outside. The moment it landed, a wave of air exploded with a loud noise, blowing the nearby trees back neatly.

The air wave cleared later, revealing a bird inside.

About half a meter high, the golden-brown feathers are neatly arranged, and the brilliant gilt color is reflected in the setting sun, as if coated with a layer of metal.

At first glance, it looks a bit like an eagle, but the branched feathers in some places indicate that this is probably a young bird, and the bright yellow beak is a bit cute.

Yunhong went out, "Who are you looking for?"

It should be a demon cultivator. If the speed of the ordinary bird photo is forced to fall just now, it will be no different from a hard shot on the cement. It will definitely turn into a meat paste.

The young bird blinked its big round eyes and looked around, spread its wings and patted it, causing another burst of dust.

The bird is not big, and the wings are not small. The "armspan" is nearly three meters. The feathers on the edge look sharp and sharp, and there is a faint taste of the sky overlord in the churning.

A word popped out of Yunhong's mind

Roc bird!

Jinpeng Express?

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, wanted to confirm with Tongguan, and pressed the unlock button only to find that the other party had sent a message 10 minutes ago

"The courier is on his way."

Photos are also posted below.

Yunhong raised his phone to compare, um, the bird in front was right.

The bird took two steps towards Yunhong, and from its bright yellow beak let out a childish human voice, "Hello."

Yun Hong is happy, child laborer!

Listen to this tender voice, so cute.

The child worker bird tilted his head, looked at the light blue aura above the small courtyard, a little envious, "It's really magnificent."

Now that the aura is in decline, there are very few such orthodox formations in the world.

He held up his work card to show Yunhong.

Without the owner's permission, foreign monsters cannot enter the defense formation.

In the name column, there are three large characters Yueyueniao.

Yunhong "..."

Peng...

He cleared his throat and said modestly, "Where is that, please come in."

With this sentence, Yueyueniao came in, tilted her head, opened her round eyes and said in a milky voice, "I'll deliver the package. The sender is Tongguan. Can you show me your ID?"

Yunhong was so cute that his liver trembled.

So cute!

He hastily took out the work card of the other bureau, and couldn't help but look at the other party secretly, looking left and right but didn't see the storage tools.

Where did it put the courier?

After verifying the documents, Yueyueniao sent them back with its wings, and continued to say with a fistful of milk, "The information has been confirmed, please pick up the package."

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth wide, and after a while, the grin was bigger than Yunhong's head.

The inside is not the inner wall of the mouth as imagined, but a dense mass of darkness, as if it is endless, and it does not know where it leads.

Yunhong retreated tactically.

You yourself are the means of transportation.

After a few seconds, Moon Moon Bird's long throat moved a few times, and spit out a lot of packages.

Descendants of the God Race often inspire a special talent, which cannot be copied and can only come from the power of the blood itself.

What the Lunar Bird excites is similar to the black hole in the mustard space.

In ancient times, this function was actually very practical, and it could be filled with spiritual stones, natural materials and earthly treasures, etc., but now the spiritual energy is weak, and the entire cultivation world has regressed, so it is a bit tasteless.

Fortunately, human brains are good, and Yueyue Niao came out to find a job after being introduced by the elders at home.

Yunhong looked at the medicine jars and alchemy furnace that Gululu rolled to his feet, and thought that this express delivery is good for everything, but the delivery method is a bit too bold.

Yue Yueniao checked the list and said crisply, "It's all delivered!"

Yunhong took a look at it and found that the bird's eyes were very clean, like clear glass beads.

Still pretty cute.

"You are amazing."

He praised very hard.

Bird's face immediately showed a human shyness, and shyly said, "No, no...hehe."

This human being is good!

Yue Yueniao twitched for a while, indicating that she was leaving.

Yunhong sent it out.

The bird spread its wings and patted it, and asked softly, "Do you have any rubbish to take away?"

Yunhong "..."

Is your level of humanization too high? !

Yueyueniao was still a little regretful, and politely nodded to Yunhong, and then stood up.

The circular air wave exploded and blew Yunhong's hair into a chicken coop, and there was a "bang" in the air, indicating that the speed of the flyer had exceeded the speed of sound.

Yunhong covered his hair with both hands, and spit out the dirt that blew into his mouth, "It's really a divine beast, it's so powerful at such a small size."

In all martial arts in the world, speed is the only thing that can't be broken. Everything at this speed is like cutting tofu with a knife.

After sending Yueyueniao away, Yunhong sent another message to Tongguan, saying that he had received the item.

At the end, I couldn't help but sigh, "Sure enough, it's not easy for anyone. I've come out to work at such a young age."

Tongguan on the opposite side of the phone looked complicated, "Small?"

It was only then that Yunhong realized later that cultivators and monsters cannot determine their age based on their appearance alone.

"Uh, how old is it?"

"I don't know how big it is, but do you remember the administrator of the library at the headquarters, Old Turtle?"

"……Remember."

"The two of them are old acquaintances, and it seems that they have been like this since then."

Yunhong "..."

It is known that the old turtle has lived for at least a thousand years, and the moon-moon bird may be older than it. How old is the moon-moon bird?

Ziyun Cave

After replying to the message, Tongguan smiled, threw his phone on the table, leaned back on the old lacquered chair, folded his sleeves and yelled at the white wolf who was squatting opposite, "Speak, you two What's the situation?"