The real young master is also the real devil

I haven't recalled it for many years, and it still feels a bit interesting to think about it now, but at this time there are more important things to do.

Shi Qian slowly closed his eyes, got rid of distracting thoughts, and felt it carefully for a long time. Sure enough, he caught an extremely weak and mixed spiritual energy in the air. He eliminated the mixed components in the spiritual energy little by little, and when he was about to absorb it, he heard a "chirp" , He opened his eyes and looked back out the window.

There was a knock on the door.

He Yan: "Go in."

A white shadow flashed across the corner of the garden, the young man jumped down silently, and quickly chased the white shadow away.

"Boss Zhai?!"

Thinking it was the waiter serving the food, the casual He Yuanzhao got up immediately after glancing at the person, and the rest of the He family also stood up.

"Mr. Zhai, please sit down." He Yuanzhao smiled and stretched out his hand to greet him: "I heard that Young Master Zhai got his wish. Congratulations to Mr. Zhai."

Mr. Zhai glanced at the direction of New Year's Eve and smiled: "Congratulations."

He Yuanzhao paused, and looked hesitantly at the middle-aged man next to Zhai who he didn't know, "Who is this?"

Mr. Zhai immediately took half a step away, retreated behind the middle-aged man, and solemnly introduced: "It's the teacher who picked my son up, Mr. Yin."

"Mr. Yin!" He Yuanzhao pruned his expression, and looked respectful: "I don't know if Mr. Yin is coming, there will be some welcomes and some welcomes."

However, the middle-aged man didn't even look at him. He looked around for a while, stayed on He Nian for a while, and walked towards the rest area.

He Yuanzhao paused, but did not raise his bent waist.

It wasn't until the middle-aged man went and came back again, as if he was used to it, condescending and said: "There is no need to be polite." He slowly straightened his waist.

He Yuan said with a smile without changing his face: "To be able to see Mr. Yin today is definitely the luck of our He family."

Mr. Zhai: "I just came here to say hello to Mr. He, so I won't bother Mr. He for dinner now. In a few days, I'm sure you'll be rewarded for my son's school entrance feast."

He Yuanzhao immediately agreed: "It's natural."

Mr. Zhai looked at He Nian again: "Xiao Nian, Zhai Yin was still saying this morning that he wanted to invite you to play at home, and come to Uncle Zhai's house when he has time."

He Nian smiled cutely: "I'm also planning to go play with him tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, you two grew up together, you want to play more together." Zhai Boss looked at He Yuanzhao and the others: "Then I will say goodbye first."

The He family sent the two of them to the door, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when the door was closed again, but the smile on their faces did not stop.

"Dad." He Yan couldn't help but whispered: "Is that Mr. Yin just now from there..."

He Yuanzhao nodded, and his eyes softened a lot when he touched He Nian: "It's already this point, let's eat quickly, don't be hungry."

He Nian had a cute face: "I'm not hungry, but Dad, you have a bad stomach. It's past meal time, you have to eat quickly, don't get a stomachache."

"You still have to perform at night, and eat more."

Zeng Yang smiled relievedly: "We still care about Dad every year." Then he took a photo of He Yuan, "Okay, why are you two father and son talking so much, you know you are hungry and you don't go to eat right away."

A family of five entered the restaurant, and after the waiter who served the food divided the soup, he saw that there was a large set of bowls and chopsticks before he realized that there was one person missing.

He Nian: "Brother Shi Qian hasn't come yet."

He Yan frowned, and turned up his volume: "Didn't you hear the sound of eating? Didn't you know you came here?"

After a while without seeing anyone, He Nian said, "I'll call Brother Shi Qian."

He Yan glanced at the hall, there was no one, he clicked his tongue: "Not yet, do you really want to invite?"

Zeng Yang frowned slightly, and said to the other side of the screen: "Xiao Qian, come and eat quickly."

No one responded.

He Nian got up: "I'd better go..."

"Sit down." He Yuanzhao glanced at the screen, and said calmly, "There is no rule of three invitations and four invitations in the family. You eat yours, and he will come if he wants to eat."

After saying this, He Nian stopped moving, no one looked at the screen, talked and laughed, and gradually forgot that there was already an extra person in their family.When he walked out of the box after eating, He Nian suddenly remembered, turned around and went back to call Shi Qian.

As soon as he called out, he realized: "Brother Shiqian is gone again."

Hearing the word "again", He Yuanzhao thought of many things, and his face darkened: "When did he go out?"

He Nian also realized that he had said the wrong thing, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, he pursed his lips and shook his head: "I don't know."

He Yan noticed He Nian's expression, rubbed his head as a comfort, and when he mentioned Shi Qian, his tone was full of sarcasm: "Is it because none of us are going to please the young master to make you angry?" .

Zeng Yang glanced at him disapprovingly, but his expression also faded: "He should be doing his own thing, and he still has to try on clothes every year for styling. Let's go first."

"But..." He Nian whispered: "Brother Shiqian will not know when he comes back to the restaurant to find us next time. This place is a little far from home, so let's wait."

He Yan sneered: "What are you waiting for? The stylist is already waiting at the hotel. Is his presence as important as your concert? Let's go."

He Nian was dragged out of the box by He Yan. Before the door of the box closed, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the rest area, his eyes filled with a smug smile.

The hotel chosen by the He family is located in the suburbs, surrounded by forests, with distant mountains and rivers. It is refreshing to see the scenery at a glance.

It’s just that the scenery is beautiful, but it’s really hard to walk. Shi Qian chased the white shadow from the garden to the landscape, ran across the grass, jumped over the stone surface of the stream, and now chased into the woods. Under continuous high-intensity exercise, it’s another few kilometers Run quickly, and soon you will be unable to catch up.

Leaning against the tree, he breathed slowly, felt this body with almost no spiritual power in a novel way, raised his head and looked around, found a branch that was pleasing to the eye, climbed up in two or three times, and sat on the branch with one leg bent , put his hands behind his head, and lay back: "Forget it, don't chase, it's better to lie on the tree for comfort."

Mottled light and shadows fell on his face from the gaps in the branches and leaves, and his pupils swayed and doubled. He raised a hand to block it, closed his eyes, and gradually stopped his dangling legs.

Time seems to have slowed down, insects chirping and wind rustling, as if time has passed through.

"Zizhi."

While half asleep and half awake, he vaguely heard the sound of footsteps, and there was only a slight sound when he stepped on the grass.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when he was within walking distance, the man stopped and seemed to sigh softly, with a somewhat helpless tone: "Sure enough, he is here."

Shi Qian woke up suddenly, and with just a single voice, his countless backlogged emotions exploded, and a large amount of memory and emotions surged in. He sat up suddenly, saw the person coming, and was stunned in place.

The young man's face was as white as jade, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, and his words and deeds were full of elegance: "Elder Jin said that you sneaked in and blew up his No. The aura contained in it, even if it is a secret realm that is about to dissipate, the energy generated by its explosion is far from what you can resist at present." He paused, and glanced up and down at him, seemingly relieved and still worried , "Let the doctor see if you are injured later." But for a moment, the softened voice was severe again: "When I recovered, I went to Yongze Valley for three months of confinement, and finished copying "Lingshu" and "Sumi Chapter." "Come out again."

Shi Qian stretched out his hand, wanting to feel if the person in front of him was a phantom: "Brother..."

The young man raised his eyebrows: "It's useless to act like a baby." But he still stretched out a hand: "Come down."

Shi Qian didn't even dare to breathe, stared closely at the person in front of him, hummed very lightly, and raised a smiling face: "You follow me."

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Don't you let me get out of the way on weekdays, but let me help you today." Saying this, he still supported the boy who jumped off the tree, and seemed to want to preach a few words, but seeing him wet His expression softened again, and he shook his head helplessly: "Qing Yi and the doctor are waiting for you in your yard, after watching the injury, remember to report to your sister-in-law that you are safe."

"Ah."

"Today, Wang Xianggong will come to visit at home, so don't play around and be willful."

"it is good."

"I took the Yaoguang crossbow that my uncle sent for you. You can't control it now, so you can use it when you reach the crown."

"Ah."

The young man glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why are you so cute today?"

Shi Qian stared at the young man's face, and wanted to raise the corners of his mouth a few times, but in the end he just lowered his eyes: "I've never been obedient."

The young man paused, raised his hand to remove the leaves from his hair, "But did you encounter any unpleasant things?"

Shi Qian's gaze moved with his fingers, fixed on the leaf falling from his fingertips, and suddenly smiled: "Today is the happiest moment I've been in for a long time."

"Are you happy after blowing up the refining room?" The young man knocked on his head, looked away, and quickened his pace: "Hurry up, your sister-in-law doesn't know where you are, and she's still looking for you everywhere."

Seeing the young man walking faster and faster, Shi Qian immediately wanted to catch up, but no matter how fast he stepped, he could only watch him go farther and farther until he disappeared.

"Big brother..."

Shi Qian slipped and fell on the dead wood and fallen leaves. The branches and leaves were crisp, and the sound of the wind that seemed to blow from a long distance poured into his ears, causing many auditory hallucinations. The overlapping time was reproduced in this sound. The grief faded and turned into confusion.

He looked at the muddy leaves in his hand: "Why am I here?"

"Zizhi?"

The boy looked up in shock, "Sister-in-law?"

"What are you doing there? The meal is ready, come quickly."

Shi Qian looked dazed.

"What are you doing in a daze, come on."

"Sister-in-law..."

Something seemed to flash through the boy's mind, but it didn't seem to. There was an impulse in his chest, urging him to stand up and grab the young woman in front of him, but his movements seemed to be out of order, and he finally got up after falling several times. Regardless of wiping off the dirt on his face, he ran towards the young woman with a soft smile.

"You kid, you're covered in mud again."

The woman sighed, and pressed the embroidered handkerchief to his face: "Look at you, you will be punished by your elder brother when you go back."

The young man smiled nonchalantly, and his footsteps became brisk: "In other words, brother, he is reluctant to punish me."

The woman scratched the tip of his nose: "You are the smartest."

The young man laughed: "Anyone who understands childishness is also a sister-in-law."

The woman was amused, "Then do you know, what is the dish for dinner today?"

The boy felt ominous again: "...what?"

"Bitter melon feast!"

The boy seemed to have eaten the taste into his mouth, his whole face was wrinkled, and he muttered: "I haven't done anything wrong recently..."

The woman laughed: "Really?"

The boy felt guilty for a while: "Really..." After finishing speaking, he acted like a baby: "Brother will definitely not let me eat that if you beg for mercy, please send me a message."

The woman stretched out a finger: "I beg for mercy."

The boy's eyes lit up: "Only one dish is bitter melon?!"

The woman smiled and shook her head: "Only eat for a week."

……

The young man walked out of Shi Qian's body, happily followed the woman's footsteps, and gradually left his sight. The autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves, taking away a whole period of time.

Shi Qian stared blankly at the direction in which they disappeared, and stood still.

"The time has come!"

Shi Qian raised his eyes, and the young man in fine clothes flew across the trees and landed in front of him.

"Thank you."

"You call me Xie Sheng so well, let me guess why." The young man in brocade clothes smiled and unfolded a folding fan, fanned the wind leisurely and paced around him, and then covered half of his face with the fan. He whispered in his ear: "Did Zhao Ji say yesterday that she prefers a young master like me?"

Seeing that he was unmoved, the young man in brocade clothes raised his eyebrows in astonishment: "It's strange that you don't call me 'fart'!"

Shi Qian let the young man in brocade scrutinize him without moving.

"Shi Zizhi?" The young man in brocade clothes shook his hand in front of him: "Shi Zizhi? Shi Zhilin? Shi Xiaowang?"

The wind picked up again, rolled up the fallen leaves, and set off a wave of vegetation. Shi Qian's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the young man in brocade clothes in front of him.

The young man in brocade clothes raised his eyebrows: "Finally you've paid attention to me?"

Shi Qian moved his finger, and the dead leaf in his hand flew in one direction like a sharp blade.

"Hey!"

Following this cry, the young man in brocade clothes froze in his smile, and disappeared into the wind with the tide.

Shi Qian stood still in place, and after a while, he turned and walked towards the direction where the dead leaves fell.

Among the thorns and vegetation, there is a round ball, with three soft tails blowing fur on the left and right, almost three times the size of this small ball.

When Shi Qian saw the little dumpling clearly, he was stunned for a moment, fell silent for a while, and came back to his senses.

The spiritual energy in his consciousness is still there, and he did feel the extremely weak spiritual energy just now. Thinking about it this way, it seems not surprising that there are monster races.

Before he could approach, Xiaotuanzi bared his teeth and opened his mouth at him: "Aww!"

——There was a sudden thunder, and the lightning did not appear during the day, but there were raindrops falling.

Shi Qian caught two drops of rain with his finger, stretched it out in front of Bai Tuanzi, and laughed, "Are you trying to drench me to death with these two drops of rain?"

Bai Tuanzi cried out in embarrassment, "Wow!"

He became more angry and fierce, and looked more fluffy. The three tails were too big, and the fur was crowded. The three fluffy snow mountains that wanted to be connected together. Yes, how could it be the crowing of a chicken?"

"Aww! Aww!"

Shi Qian rubbed his chin and nodded: "I'm still a chicken who can only swear, but I'm not a chicken, and my whole family is not chicken essence. I think you are so fat, it's hard to say if you are a fat chicken with the wrong hair .”

"Woohoo!"

"No? I think it looks like it."

"Woohoo!"

"How about I get you a mirror to look at? Little gray chicken."

"Aw——chirp?" Bai Huiqiu realized something, and suddenly became excited after a moment of stiffness: "Hawk?"

"Why can I understand you? I won't tell you, you guess." Shi Qian got up and patted the fallen leaves on his body casually: "The little demon who just opened his mind and didn't transform into a form just stays in the nest and eats obediently." Grandma, go back and find your parents, don't run around anymore."

"Woohoo!"

Shi Qian paused, turned around and said, "Also, don't steal people's spiritual energy casually in the future. It's your luck to bump into me, and someone else can take your skin and use it as a scarf, do you know?"

"Haw haw!"

Unable to get out of the restriction, Bai Tuan was anxious to spin around: "Hey!"

Shi Qian waved his hand and left the woods without looking back.

Not long after he left, the restriction made of dead leaves flashed and lost its effect.

The white ball was like a white ball that was ejected in an instant, and it chased after it without waiting for a moment, but as soon as it reached the edge of the woods, it seemed as if it heard something, the gray and white fluff all over its body exploded, and quickly hid in the woods.

"Where do monsters escape!"

A figure flew out and entered the woods.

The T-shirt and jeans were covered with mud, and even his face was covered with dust. Passers-by frequently cast their gazes at him, sometimes ignoring them, pacing leisurely, thinking about what happened just now.

Before crossing, he never knew the existence of immortal cultivators and aura, and naturally he didn't know that there were such a group of people in the world. Even if he just felt a hint of aura in the restaurant, he didn't think there were immortal cultivators in this world.

——The spiritual energy is too mixed and extremely weak, even if it is really absorbed by people, it will not be of any use. At most, it will make the people living here stronger and live longer than ordinary people. It is impossible to refine the body with this.

What's more, monks rely on spiritual bones and spiritual roots to cultivate immortality. Once the miscellaneous spiritual energy is absorbed into the body, it will be extremely difficult to expel it. For such a weak spiritual energy to damage the Taoist body, no monk will do this.

But Shi Qian had already confirmed everything, but after seeing the underage little nine-tailed fox, he overturned it by himself.

The spirit and wisdom of demon creatures must be in a place with rich aura.

If there are such little fox demons in this world, there must be cultivators.

It's just... Shi Qian felt the cluttered and filthy air without aura around him, and became a little suspicious. If there is aura in a world, there must be aura everywhere, it's just a difference in strength and weakness.

For example, in the world he was in in the last life, although the cultivation sects divided up several major spiritual veins, and the cultivation family occupied the remaining small spiritual veins, the city where mortals lived was not devoid of aura, but the meager aura was not convenient for cultivation.

Shi Qian has already walked from the suburbs to the urban area, but no trace of aura can be found in the reinforced concrete or the trees and flowers.

He couldn't help but regret: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have released that gray dumpling."