"It's nothing, your aunt is back. Chirong smiled and shook his head.

He Zhidrunk looked up and saw that he was standing at the door.

Seeing He Zhidrunk and Chirong leaning together, as well as the mess on the table, he smiled knowingly: "It seems that the two of you get along well, and my decision is not wrong." ”

She took a closer look at Chirong again, more than 2,000 years, the vicissitudes of the world, things have long been different from people, new culture, new country, new inheritance...... These are all things that cannot be accepted in the short term by the history of the past.

I don't know what kind of pattern he will see when he returns to the world many years later, and how he should adapt to it.

"You're pretty good-looking, and you finally have some flavor. ”

Chi Rong looked at himself and shrugged his shoulders, "The stinky boy has a good eye. ”

Regarding the sudden praise, it still came out of Chirong's mouth, He Zhidrunk scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"You did a good job today, you still have classes tomorrow, go and rest early, Chirong and I still have some things to do. "I don't have to worry about it, and I said to He Zhidrunk.

"Oh, okay, then...... Auntie, you also rest early. He Zhi raised his hand drunk and went back to the room.

He is used to it, neither worry-free always breaks him away at critical moments, although he doesn't like this very much, how can he know that he thinks that he is a very important person who is worry-free, and he should also understand the past of worry-free.

But if you don't have to worry about choosing to hide it, there must be her intentions.

He knows that getting drunk will not be reluctant.

Now he just hopes that he can be okay without worry.

Sitting opposite Chirong without worry, with an extra pot of wine in his hand, he opened it and took a sip, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

"What are you laughing at, how good is it to go to the heavenly realm to talk?" Chi Rong looked at him with interest, eager to hear the answer he wanted to hear from her mouth.

Ji Wuwu shook his head and said, "I just told Si Ming my attitude, and I don't care about the rest, and I don't want to care." ”

"Oh~" Chi Rong was intrigued, "The Heavenly Realm actually let you leave so safely? He put his hand on the back of his head and threw himself back.

"Otherwise, fight with me, or ruin my life?"

"They dare!" Chi Rong snapped.

The murderous aura drove away the aroma of wine and cut off the green smoke.

"Don't keep fighting and killing, if you live in this world, you will know that even if everything in the world is suffering, and everything you meet is not a good person, but in the end you still love the world that seems to be full of devastation, but it is secretly warm. ”

Chi Rong was silent, and the murderous aura vanished in an instant.

Chirong doesn't understand the current state of mind, and he can't empathize with what she has experienced, but Chirong has been silent for more than 2,000 years, and he has also spied a little bit of providence, he knows what he should do and what he shouldn't do.

He will not make the same mistake more than 2,000 years ago.

"I listen to you. Chi Rong's voice was much softer, and there were some shadows of him in a trance.

Nodding without worry, she smiled again.

"You say, if he comes back, will he adapt to the vicissitudes of the world like you?" asked Worry-Free suddenly.

Chi Rong was a little surprised, he just hadn't heard Ji Wuwu take the initiative to mention the confession for a long time.

I thought that I hated Shubai and hated myself.

But after so many years, the hatred has long since disappeared, or in fact, it was not hatred in the first place.

Just care.

"Maybe it'll be the same as me. Chirong looked at the plane tree in the distance, which was once in a quiet courtyard where no one was in the Xia Dynasty.

He once drank morning dew with a young man in white, watching the sunrise and sunset, light smoke rising, and yellow sand filling the sky.

"But a man as gentle as him must be more suited to this peaceful age than I am. Chirong said with a smile.

"Maybe, hopefully that day ......"

Chirong waited for a long time for the second half of the sentence, but he didn't wait.

"What happened that day?"

Neither carefree smiled, shook his head, and said, "Nothing." ”

She hoped she could wait until that day.

Chi Rong noticed the abnormality, raised his eyebrows, and asked very seriously, "You are not right today." ”

"It's just an occasional emotion, and tomorrow will be fine. He smiled and drank the turbid wine.

Chirong didn't want to say anything when she saw her, and she didn't ask more, but just silently watched her every move in the following days.

Time rotates in a sloppy but regular world, rolling away the midsummer, leaving behind a warm golden autumn, kumquat lights up the darkness of the mountains, and the weeds are blown away by the differential blowing of the flowing sea.

The whole world is golden, and He Zhidrunk has also changed into long sleeves, and so is Chirong.

After a few months of running-in, Chirong and He Zhidrunk also became brothers, and the two often went to eat supper in the middle of the night, played alliances in Internet cafes, and sometimes secretly beat the king with no worries behind their backs.

Sometimes there is always an illusion that Chirong is a real modern person, more like a human being than her.

Everything is happening in an orderly manner, and the disturbances of the heavenly realm are all blocked out of the door by the palm of the face, and the minions of the demon realm are also reprimanded back by Chirong.

One is a dream builder, and the other is a demon venerable.

The nameless liquor store became the most terrifying existence in the entire Six Realms overnight, and no one bothered or dared to annoy it.

On that day, he set up a hammock in the yard without worry, and lay on the hammock without worry, and the clouds under the plane tree covered the dazzling edge of the sun, scattering a piece of starlight.

The autumn wind is just right, raising the broken hair on the forehead of the worry-free, lying in the hammock without worry-free, looking at the green mountains in the distance, there is no light smoke in spring, and there is no sound of insects chirping in summer.

It's autumn.

Everything withers and grows old, and falls.

There is no mercy, flowers bloom and fall from time to time, and so do people.

She vaguely felt the pain in her heart, and she didn't have any strength in her body, but her ears were full of laughter and laughter.

She smiled.

Fell asleep.

He Zhizui and Chirong leaned against the west window, and the abuse of their teammates came from their mobile phones, and the two immediately joined forces and scolded back.

Time seems to freeze in this moment, but only for a moment.

Chirong's heart tightened, he threw down his mobile phone, and a shadow step came to the side of the carefree one, his hand was trembling and caressing the face of the two carefree, and the spiritual power in the palm of the palm was continuously instilled into the body of the carefree one, and it was transmitted back by a soft force.

He Zhidrunk ran out with a blank face, only to see him lying in the hammock peacefully and carefree, and Chirong on the side seemed to have fallen into some evil, stunned in place.

He knew that he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Si Ming Xingjun, the White Dog God and Erlang Zhenjun, as well as the Pure Altar Messenger, and the mourner Qu Changge, who only appears when he dies.

Song Changge......

Undertaker......