After the affairs were explained, Lin Yan dismissed everyone.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the sect leader and Xu Xiaofei walking side by side.

What did they say in that room? Did father and son already know each other? Looking at the expressions on the faces of the two of them, it seemed that they had only seen each other for the second time.

He couldn't help but think.

With the sect leader here, he would definitely sense his prying eyes, so he didn't dare to eavesdrop. But he wanted to know what had happened to this meeting. There was no one else around the sect leader, only himself...... Now there is one more Xu Xiaofei. When he looked at Xu Xiaofei, would he also think of his mother in his heart, what kind of woman was that, and would they talk about it together?

He looked at Shen Jinglan, although his face did not change, his heart was in turmoil.

Shen Jinglan was also looking at him, and also looked at Xu Xiaofei beside him.

A cold wind blew, his chest ached again, and his throat began to itch, and he forcibly endured this cough. There was a little more darkness in his eyes.

Xu Xiaofei is like him in the past, but his future is much brighter than himself.

He once said that the autumn moon and spring breeze, summer lotus and winter snow, he has seen far more scenery in his life than most people in this world, and he should be satisfied...... But is the scenery under the world really all that one person can see?

What he said in the room before, he had entrusted the Heavenly Absolute Sect and Lin Yan to Xu Xiaofei. This young man is up to the task. I don't live long, but there is still a long time for the two of them, ranging from hundreds of years to thousands of years. He knew Xu Xiaofei's intentions for Lin Yan, and he also saw that Lin Yan was not completely ruthless to this young man. There is a bond between them that will eventually connect their hearts.

At that time, I may have turned into a wisp of wind through the forest and a handful of snow accumulated on the high mountains......

Can he really completely let go of these things?

- What if you don't let go?

Xu Xiaofei took the lead in breaking the silence and said, "I should also leave after bothering your sect for many days." ”

He said goodbye to the two of the Heavenly Absolute Sect.

Although these two people are people he likes and wants to get close to, even if they don't say a word to each other, the eyes of each other still stab him.

His heart was tingling, and he felt like an outsider.

As long as Shen Jinglan is still there, he can't insert himself between these two people. Maybe he should look forward to Shen Jinglan's death more than anyone else, but he didn't want Shen Jinglan to die.

He really should go back, if he doesn't return to the Easy Sect, the senior brother is afraid that he will have to worry about his disappearance. His fate with the Loose Sect is not over, and he doesn't want to rebel into the Heavenly Absolute Sect so quietly, with his current skills, staying won't help much.

I'll see you again in the future.

He turned away, both of them watching him until his back vanished.

Although it is winter, the camellia planted in the garden is still in full bloom, exuding fragrance.

Lin Yan's gaze moved to the flowers again, and he suddenly asked, "Sect Master, did you come to see that Xu Shaoxia on purpose?"

Shen Jinglan glanced at him with clear eyes: "I'm here to find you." ”

"I know you have a lot of work to do," he said. I can stay in Zhongzhou for another month, and I will go wherever you go during this month. If there are any tricky people and things, I'll solve them for you. He smiled again, "After this month, even if you ask me to help, you can't move." ”

"Sect Master......" Lin Yan looked at him, his throat choked, and he couldn't speak for a while.

There was moisture that fascinated his eyes.

He's not very obedient...... Why did the Sect Master accommodate him so much?

This is not like what a superior says to his subordinates, but it is definitely like what a gentle and conniving division commander says to a junior who has always been sheltered by his generous wings.

He had been sheltered by the Sect Master for a long time.

How long does the Sect Master plan to shelter him?

He suddenly smiled: "It just so happened that I was also about to ask the sect leader, where do you want to go this month? I have figured it out, I can't finish the things in the sect, and I don't have to do everything myself." I had planned to root out the two traitors who were on the run and purge the moles from several altars, but now I have assigned people to do it. He said softly, "I haven't done anything for a month, and I'll accompany the sect leader wherever he wants." ”

Shen Jinglan looked at him and smiled slightly.

"That's what you said. He said.

In an inn in Jinping City, Xu Xiaofei fell asleep early, and he had to hurry tomorrow.

When darkness hits, he finds himself trapped in that dream.

This dream seems to be very long, very long......

Dream IV

As soon as he fell into the dream, Xu Xiaofei immediately noticed the abnormality - he was no longer the unruly immortal who was once recognized as a floating corpse, but became the boy who was deeply involved with him in his previous dreams. It was as if he was just floating outside the world, looking down at what was happening.

The boy he incarnated was now in the town they first met.

In the quiet town of small bridges and green willows, pedestrians hurried by, and the vendors shouted loudly, holding an open scroll in both hands, asking everyone. The scroll was dripping with ink, and it was hard to see what was drawn.

“…… You look again, take a closer look. ”

“…… Haven't seen him?"

“…… This guy really hasn't been to town before?"

The screen turns.

From the hustle and bustle of the market, to the indoors.

It should be the home of a teenager.

Except for the three walls of the bookshelves, they are all hung with scrolls. glanced at it, it turned out to be the same person-

The black hair is draped, and the fairy clothes are fluttering.

"Who the hell are you, who the hell are you? I've never seen you before, it's just a one-sided relationship!Why ...... I only saw you once, and I always thought about you, and I always dreamed of you?"

The boy looked at the portrait in the painting and whispered hurriedly.

Suddenly, he tore the scrolls off the wall, one by one, and threw them into the coal-burning copper basin.

The flames suddenly flew high.

"Evil magic, it must be your evil magic!"

He stared at the scroll engulfed in fire, his expression faintly mad.

Suddenly, he desperately stretched out his hand and snatched most of the burned scroll from the fire. Even in my dreams, I can feel the burning pain of my fingertips......

The stone face is cold.

He knelt on the cold stone floor and hung his head down. His legs were so sore that he was almost numb, and he seemed to have been kneeling for a long time.

A woman sobbed in her ears, and an old man's voice roared angrily.

"Unfilial son...... If you don't want to repent of your marriage, even if you are tied up, you have to give me a visit to the church to get married! As for asking for immortals, you don't even think about it, give me a good study, my Xue family's poetry and books are heirlooms, and I never pay attention to these monks who are chattering with gods and gods!"

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The woman was still weeping and persuading, "Master...... Yin'er, Yin'er must be enchanted, he has been very well-behaved since he was a child...... It's good with the girl of the Qin family, how could it be ...... suddenly? The heart has changed dramatically...... Don't punish him! We'll find ...... A profound Taoist leader... Exorcise evil spirits for Yin'er, don't punish him!"

He slowly got up from the ground, and stumbled when he got up.

The scene around me was completely different.

It was a solid hall just now, but now it was a cold street, and the snow under his feet had formed a layer of slippery ice, and he seemed to have accidentally fallen just now.

He used to be elegant in green clothes, although he was not luxurious, but he was also clean and tidy, and there was not a single patch on his clothes, but now he was much more down, and his outer robe was not only old, but also too thin to withstand the cold of winter.

He walked through the streets and alleys, getting more and more deviant, and gradually the houses became narrower and narrower, and the clothes of the people on the road became more and more shabby.

Turning the corner, he saw an old man in ragged clothes curled up with a broken bowl floating in front of him, and there was not even a copper plate in it.

He stopped, hesitated for a while, and then took out a steamed bun from his arms, broke it in half, and bent down to hand it over.

He seemed to recognize the old man.

"Don't ask for food here, you know? Let's change places! No one can eat here, where is there any money left for you, take this steamed bun, you can leave quickly." ”

The old man didn't answer, and he didn't make a sound. Not even his eyes opened.

He was stunned.

The old man's face was bruised, his eyes were closed, and he had long since lost his breath.

He got back to his feet.

"Well...... "Well," he said softly, "it's better to go, at least not to suffer from this hunger and cold." ”

Why Are Winters So Long?

Why not go over?

His expression was gloomy, and when he lifted his feet again, his steps became heavier.

As night shrouded, he walked one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking on the silt and ice-covered ground like a dying ghost.

He seemed to be quickly crushed by poverty.

But as soon as the situation changed, from night to day, he found that time had moved forward for a while, and he had survived, and it had not collapsed.

A fresh fragrance wafted in, and he saw a delicate yellow flower as bright as the sun.

It's a spring flower.

The first spring flower of early spring!

He smiled. He was muttering about his expenses, he had found a place to work part-time, and although the monthly salary was meager, at least he would not starve to death. At the beginning, it was really difficult! He came from a wealthy family, devoted himself to studying since he was a child, and never bothered for a day to make a living, so he was robbed of his money by thieves, and he almost couldn't survive. Fortunately, he finally used his own hands to overcome this difficulty.

"After a while, when it's hotter and I save up some coils, I'll go to 'him' again. ”

He said to himself.

"However, you should not be too harsh on your food, and you should eat as much as possible...... Otherwise, my physical strength will get worse and worse, and if I get sick, I will be in trouble, and I can't afford to hire a doctor. ”

He did feel that in this hungry and cold winter, his physical foundation was much worse, and he often lacked energy, and perhaps fell ill.

He wasn't prepared to think about it anymore.

Winter has passed, and spring has arrived. He didn't stretch out his hand to break off the bouquet of flowers, but the spring flowers had already shone the golden sunlight into his heart.

With a smile in his eyes, he walked forward, and there was a long causeway in front of him, a long causeway that ran through the lake.

I don't know why, but at this time, a group of passers-by gathered on the lakeside with their heads stretched out to look into the lake.

As he walked through the crowd, he casually looked into the lake.

It's a floating corpse...... Although it was early spring, there was still ice ballast floating on the lake, and the forest was bitingly cold, even if people did not die when they first fell into the water, they must have died at this time.

He suddenly stopped.

The slight smile on his face had turned to surprise and fear.

No way......

No way......

It must be that he is dazzled, it will never be the person he thinks in his heart, never!

As a Taoist who does not eat fireworks and rides the wind and clouds, how could he drown in the lake!

He abruptly turned around, pushed through the crowd, and drilled inside.

The "floating corpse" was pushed by the water waves, and it was getting closer and closer to the lakeshore.

He also saw more and more clearly. He was really not mistaken-even if it was only one side, he could recognize it! The dozens of portraits that had once hung on the three walls were all depicted by him one by one, and he was already familiar with the figure and appearance of this person.

The people around them made a cry of regret, and the corpses that died of starvation, occasionally drifting from the upper stream, were all poor people who had been despicable in their lives, and many of them were a little surprised. And today, the figure is slender and well-proportioned, the material of the clothes looks very good, he must be a handsome and graceful noble son before his death, such a person does not seek pleasure in the warm spring-like painting boat, how can he die on the lake?

What others were talking about, he gradually lost his ears. He was frozen from head to toe, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He would never believe that the man was dead, but the man really had his eyes closed and did not move, allowing the waves to carry him up and down.

It's like it's really dead.

If the people he is looking for are gone, and he is still struggling to survive, what is he trying for?

The crowd exclaimed.

He jumped into the lake, which was colder than he had imagined, bone-chilling, frighteningly cold.

He tried to swim towards the man,

It doesn't matter if the person is dead or not...... He's going to get people back to shore!

His hands and feet were numb from the cold, and suddenly they burned like a raging fire. The physical strength was almost burned out in the moment of launching. This was beyond the limits of his abilities. He felt like he was going to fall down at any moment, completely down, forever under the icy water.

But he actually dragged the man ashore.

A good Samaritan pulled him as he climbed ashore, and the startled people offered to make way for him.

The sound of the heart beating violently in the chest cavity turned into a loud bang, drowning out all the talk of others. He knelt beside the man, gasping for breath, losing all strength.

He knew he was going to die.

Until he died, he didn't know what kind of "evil magic" he had fallen into. He originally lived well in his hometown town, his family was well-off, and he had a very affectionate childhood sweetheart, and the master of the academy praised him for his talent, and he would definitely be able to gain fame in the future. All of this changed because of the encounter with this person, and they hadn't even spoken a few words to each other!

But......

If he dies with this person, he seems to be ...... It was also satisfied.

Before you die, you can at least see each other again.

His tears fell on the man's face.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and hugged him.

It was still the usual and unforgettable eyes in his dreams, clear and gentle. He didn't realize anything when he first saw them, but as time went on, he gradually realized that he had been enchanted from the first time he saw them.

Can you tell me what you are...... What kind of magic was used?

The world swirls and the world falls into darkness.

……

The rich ink color faded and finally dissipated into a cloud of smoke.

Xu Xiaofei found that he flew out of the cloud smoke, rose into the air, his vision suddenly opened up, he looked down, the cloud smoke that was dissipating, but was framed in a long scroll flattened on several cases.

This scene turned out to be a scene presented in the picture scroll.

And he himself has turned back into the unruly immortal.

"I see......," he sighed.

The boy had never told him the truth about his previous experience, but since he was an immortal, of course there were many ways to figure out what was going on.

With a wave of his sleeve, the scroll turned into a ball of golden light and flew back into the sleeve of his robe, and he turned away, suddenly stunned.

"You ......"

If he hadn't been upset, he would have found out a long time ago.

The young man stood at the door, I don't know how long, his eyes looked at him stupidly, and the look on his face was both embarrassed, sad, and a little relieved. Noticing that he was looking at him, he turned and ran.

He chased after him, and in an instant he figured out what to do.

This dream lasted until daylight.

Xu Xiaofei lay on the bed, raised his hand to cover his eyes, blocking the somewhat dazzling sunlight that came in from the small window.

At the end of that dream, he and the boy should have a happy ending...... But in his heart, why was he so stunned?

If they really attained perfection, how could they be here, sleeping alone in the inn?

He didn't dare to think about what happened to them afterwards.

He couldn't think about it anymore, and every time he tried to think about it, his head ached violently.

He had remembered some fragments, interlacing them, and he vaguely felt that the truth had flashed before his eyes. But this glimmer of light was so unpredictable that it always slipped quietly through his fingers.

Xu Xiaofei suddenly remembered Shen Jinglan and Lin Yan again.

Perhaps deep down, he was aware of who he was, but he hadn't realized it yet...... It was this inner voice that told him to get closer to these two people.

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