Yunzhou.

Shizhong District, R City.

Motian Group.

Known as the first business empire of the 21st century, Motian Group, at this time, in the Motian Group Building, in the chairman's room on the top floor, a teenager was half-leaning on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gently shaking the red wine glass in his hand, staring out of the window with his eyes attentive, looking thoughtful.

Mu Ziye, looking at his face, is only about twenty years old, his appearance is quite delicate, and he has a medium-thin figure, so he can't see anything surprising. But such a seemingly ordinary teenager turned out to be the mysterious president behind the scenes of this huge Motian Group.

At this time, Mu Ziye looked out the window, thinking about it, although he had a face of only about twenty years old, he was already an old monster who had lived for five hundred years, not born or dead, and lost all his memories.

"Drinking red wine early in the morning is not good for your health. ”

Accompanied by a magnetic voice, a man with extremely handsome appearance and delicate and fair skin pushed the door and walked in, the man looked to be twenty-four or five years old, holding a well-preserved ancient sheepskin book in his hand, wearing a white suit, and a tall figure of about 1.85 meters, with a perfect figure divided by the golden ratio, it was simply impossible to find a flaw from head to toe.

And it was none other than Mu Ziye's friend who walked in, and his only friend from ancient times to the present, Nian Xinyan.

Mu Ziye heard Nian Xinyan's words, and said without looking back: "What is bad for your health, is it possible that you can still die, if you can die, then I am drinking a few more bottles." ”

Nian Xinyan smiled slightly, that smile was even more sunny and handsome, and it was not an exaggeration to even describe it as a country and a city, and said softly: "If you can really die, I will never stop you, and it can be regarded as helping you fulfill your wish, but you can't die anyway, it's better not to drink it yet, listen to the hexagram I help you divination." ”

Hearing the word divination, Mu Ziye was slightly stunned, but he didn't mention any interest, turned his head to look, raised his eyebrows, and said slightly teasingly: "I don't know which tendon is wrong today, and it is really an honor to help Mu someone to divinate the hexagram himself." ”

Nian Xinyan sat on the sofa, put down the ancient books in her hand, ignored Mu Ziye's ridicule, and said with a serious face: "Yesterday, I watched the sky at night and found that your natal star was flickering, and I am afraid that there will be big changes in the next few days. ”

"Can you die?" asked Mu Ziye, still nonchalant.

"Death is not death, but it has been five hundred years now, it should be a heavenly tribulation, I have calculated it with the Great Derivation Technique, it is a five-star world. ”

"Great Deduction Technique!" Mu Ziye didn't hear Nian Xinyan say these four words, his heart trembled, and he exclaimed and asked in a loud voice: "Didn't you swear that you wouldn't use the Great Deduction Technique?"

Nian Xinyan just nodded lightly and did not speak.

Mu Ziye looked at Nian Xinyan, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed, "Could it be that you have been." ”

Before Mu Ziye's words were finished, Nian Xinyan nodded again: "I'm not sure yet, but I feel it." With that, Nian Xinyan got up and walked towards the door, and said lightly as she walked: "You better think about yourself more, what to do about this catastrophe." ”

Mu Ziye looked at Nian Xinyan's back, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and whispered to himself: "The first scholar of ancient times, reduced to the present, is just an infatuated person, a hundred years of waiting, several lifetimes of reincarnation, why bother!"

Smiling and smiling, Mu Ziye looked out of the window again, and fell into contemplation again, what about the catastrophe, this troubled world has long had no connection with him, he is just an unidentified, immortal, and old monster who has lived for five hundred years, thinking about it this way, he may not be as good as Nian Xinyan, there is still a persistence in five hundred years.

Recalling the fragments of the past, in the past five hundred years, Mu Ziye has been like a bystander, watching the changes of history and the change of dynasties, and finally enjoying endless loneliness alone.

was distracted, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone woke Mu Ziye, took out the mobile phone and looked at it, there was no number on the screen, Mu Ziye frowned slightly, connected the phone, and asked suspiciously: "Which one?"

"Mu Ziye. An old voice came, and in the next second, Mu Ziye only felt a shock all over his body, and he was slightly distracted, looking up at the surroundings, he was originally in the office and had turned into a dense fog bamboo forest.

Mu Ziye frowned, and said coldly: "Where is this, who is doing ghosts." ”

The voice fell, and in the dense fog in the distance, a figure slowly walked out, it was an old man, dressed in cloth, with white hair and white beard, holding a cane in his hand, his steps did not move, but his body slowly moved forward, this scene was like an immortal.

"Hehe, I finally see you again, Mu Ziye. The old man stood in front of Mu Ziye, his eyes narrowed and he said with a smile.

Mu Ziye just wanted to step forward, but suddenly found that his body seemed to be unresponsive, unable to move, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you and what have you done to me." ”

"Although you don't remember me, but I'm very familiar with you, Mu Ziye, an old monster who has lost his memory and doesn't know who he is, but has lived for five hundred years without dying, he has tried every means to tour his memories for five hundred years, but in the end it has been fruitless, pitiful. ”

Mu Ziye listened to the old man's words, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, to know his true identity, but no one knew except Nian Xinyan, who was the old man in front of him, could it be that this old man knew his life experience and knew the memories he lost.

"Who the hell are you, do you know my background? Mu Ziye asked anxiously, for five hundred years, he has been searching for no result, maybe the old man in front of him can tell him everything he wants to know.

"You can call me Meng Lao, I came here to help you, but as for what you want to know, you still need to find the answer yourself. ”

"Meng Lao?" Mu Ziye carefully recalled the name in his mind, and it seemed that he had never heard of it when he sent it.

Meng Lao smiled and nodded: "In the current world, there are not many cultivators left, and the exercises are even more scarce, it is really a pity that you have lived for five hundred years without cultivating." ”

Mu Ziye was slightly stunned when he heard Meng Lao's words, Xiu Zhen did know a little bit about himself, but what did this Meng Lao mean by suddenly mentioning it now.

"Speaking of which, the Nian Xinyan next to you is still a cultivator, there are fewer cultivators than cultivators, especially since he is already a magician, but it's a pity that he is trapped by love, and it is difficult to achieve anything. Meng Lao said and shook his head with regret on his face.

At this time, Mu Ziye's heart was even more frightened, the old man in front of him couldn't help but know everything about himself, and he knew Nian Xinyan well, and he became more and more curious in his heart, who this old man was.

"Well, it's useless to talk too much, I've been here long enough, it's time to get down to business. As he spoke, Meng Lao took a step forward towards Mu Ziye, and pointed at Mu Ziye with two fingers of his right hand, and a white light burst out from the old man's fingertips, shooting straight into Mu Ziye's eyebrows.