Since the outer gate elder Xuanjing was killed by his wife seven years ago, because there was no suitable candidate to take his place, there was only one acting elder on Longwei Peak who was in charge of things. In this way, the rules of the outer gate, which was already looser than the peaks of the inner gate, became more relaxed.

So much so that now, even if Gu Ziyan casually found a place to drink in the outer door during the day, no one would care at all.

A bamboo house, a small courtyard, Gu Ziyan sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard, carrying a small wine jar in his hand, and drank the third jar of wine today. The self-brewed wine in the town under the mountain is not strong, even Gu Ziyan, who rarely gets drunk, can drink a lot. However, I don't feel much when I drink this wine, but it has a lot of stamina, and it usually takes a while for people to feel good.

For example, now Gu Ziyan's situation is almost the same.

There was still a little wine left in the jar, and he spilled his hand with a stagger, wetting half of his sleeve. However, Gu Ziyan didn't seem to care, but instead put his wine-stained right hand in front of Qiuqiu, half-squinting and teasing. Qiuqiu squatted on the table, attracted by the aroma of the wine, and licked Gu Ziyan's fingers tentatively, but after tasting it just now, Qiuqiu stuck out his tongue and "meowed" and dodged away.

"Haha." Looking at Qiuqiu's disgusted eyes, Gu Ziyan couldn't help laughing. Laughing and smiling, the expression on his face turned cold again, and that indifferent expression was not disgust, but a look that had nothing to do with him.

Qiuqiu saw that his expression suddenly changed, so he jumped back in front of him and touched him with his paws, but Gu Ziyan still didn't move. Qiuqiu meowed twice, looked up at Gu Ziyan with a pair of different-colored glass eyes, and seemed to be a little aggrieved.

A wisp of white smoke floated from the bamboo house next to it, and after a while, Li Zhao came out of the house, holding a plate of pastries that looked very delicious.

Li Zhao saw that Gu Ziyan was still sitting at the table, but his eyes were staring straight at somewhere where there was nothing, and he knew that he had almost drunk again today. Li Zhao walked to Qiuqiu's side, stretched out his hand to smooth it, and Qiuqiu crawled back to the table and squatted.

"Master?" Li Zhao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Gu Ziyan.

I saw that his dark eyes moved for a long time, but he couldn't find the focus for a long time, and looked at Li Zhao in a daze with a confused face. After watching it for a long time, Gu Ziyan frowned, and said in a very strict tone: "I am not your master. ”

Li Zhao smiled, thinking that Gu Ziyan was drunk, so he had to nod according to his meaning: "Okay, if you say no, it's not." ”

"Hmm." Gu Ziyan was satisfied, and moved his gaze back to stare at the desktop in a daze.

Just when Li Zhao thought that he would settle down, he was suddenly grabbed by Gu Ziyan's wrist. Gu Ziyan, who was already completely drunk, was not good at controlling his strength, and the strength of this drag made Li Zhao be shocked, but he could only helplessly let Gu Ziyan go.

"I'm going to sue you for something." Gu Ziyan raised his head again and stared at Li Zhao in a daze, "I'm really not your master, your master is Cangyan Demon Venerable." And you should have already cultivated in the Divine Transformation Stage now, and you still have one, two, and three by your side...... I forgot about jì, anyway, there are several girls.,It's all because a fool changed the plot line.,So these are gone.。 ”

Although his wrist was pinched by Gu Ziyan, Li Zhao still couldn't help laughing. A few days ago, Gu Ziyan was drunk in a daze, and fell asleep after being in a daze, never like today...... Interesting. "What are you laughing at, you, you, you give me a little strictness, I'll get down to business!" Gu Ziyan looked very dissatisfied, "Let me tell you, your eldest wife's name is Lu Yan, she was born in Tianshu Mountain, she is a personal disciple of Tianji Sanren, and the first beauty in the Nine Heavens Continent, but she is relatively cold, so it is a little difficult to get it." The second wife's name is Yun Mu'er, the daughter of the elder of the Cangying Sect, although she has a little more temper, but it is good for you, and there are a few ...... What's it called? I forgot the name after watching the plot for too long.,Forget it.,Anyway, I didn't appear a few times.,Forget it.。 ”

This time, Li Zhao has changed from holding back laughter to crying and laughing, he, the master, usually seems to be very indifferent to everything, why is he so strange when he is drunk?

"Master, are you dreaming? Tianji Sanren does have a personal disciple named Lu Yan, but Lu Yan is a man, and the title of the first beauty in the Nine Heavens Continent is too strange. There is also an elder surnamed Yun of the Cangying Sect, but he only has one son, not Yun Mu'er, just Yun Mu. Li Zhao said to Gu Ziyan while holding back a smile.

"Uh-huh?" Gu Ziyan's eyes widened slightly.

Raising his eyes, he was almost about to set, and a cool breeze blew in the mountains, which made Gu Ziyan suddenly sober up a little. Did he hear Lizhao say just now...... Is Lu Yan a man? Yunlu doesn't have a daughter named Yun Mu'er, only a son named Yun Mu?

Where are the two heroines of "Nine Days"?

…… Don't...... Could it be ......

Gu Ziyan's mind floated up the introduction to the book of "Nine Heavens: Cangyan Ji" he saw, and suddenly the whole person was like a frosted eggplant, hanging his head and letting go of his hand. Anyway, the whole book has become ** by classification.,The heroine or something became a man.,There's probably nothing surprising about it.。

"Nothing...... If you drink too much and talk nonsense, you should not have heard it. Gu Ziyan stood up a little embarrassed, he wanted to leave, but he couldn't think of where to go for a while.

So he was stunned, and for months, he seemed to be stuck in one place. Nothing can no longer arouse his interest, because in his eyes everything is fake, it is all a script written by someone else, and he, as a time-traveler, is out of place in it. He was like an extremely rebellious child, he hadn't cultivated once in a few months, not even touched the sword once, and as for cultivation, he hadn't grown at all.

Even Gu Ziyan himself didn't know what he wanted to do.

"I've finally caught you!" An angry rebuke that hated iron could not become steel exploded in Gu Ziyan's ears, Riluan hovered down from the sky, and Baizhu jumped down from Riluan's back, landing right in front of Gu Ziyan. Without giving Gu Ziyan time to react, he had already reached out and grabbed Gu Ziyan's collar: "I've endured enough, what have you been crazy about in the past few months?" I don't know what you want to do, but if you just want to live such an inexplicable life, then Master and I shouldn't have saved you when we were outside Biluo City! ”

Even if he was scolded by the collar, Gu Ziyan's face was still expressionless: "I said, it doesn't make sense, it's just a story." The person who writes the story wants others to do to me, and they will do the same. So you see...... You and Elder Xuangu will definitely pass by at the right time and save me just in time, and the time is just right. ”

Gu Ziyan just looked at Baizhu like this, but his eyes were more like he didn't see anything.

Bai Zhu let go of the hand that was grabbing his collar little by little, and just when Gu Ziyan thought that Bai Zhu would feel that he was hopeless and give up, a hot pain suddenly came from his face.

"Smack-"

This crisp sound made Gu Ziyan a little stunned for a while.

"Since you said that everything was written, then you sue me, did that person write that you will be beaten by me today?" Baizhu gritted his teeth, "I don't know what stimulated you, what is a well-written story?" What is called a qiē does not make sense? Is I standing before you a fake? Or is what happened in the last seven years fake? What exactly are you suspecting? ”

Gu Ziyan felt his heart twitch hard.

His cheeks still hurt, and he remembered every fragment of his past memories.

Are those stories that have been written? Wrong...... No, what's wrong, it's clear that every choice, every action, is made by himself! This is the world in the book, but everyone here is alive, they have their own lives, their own feelings, their own joys and sorrows, and these cannot be fake.

But......

But......

Two completely opposite ideas began to fight in Gu Ziyan's mind, as the most special one in this world, he knew the root of the creation of this world, but he lacked the vision of the corresponding ability, so he fell into a strange circle. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't find a clear answer.

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Gu Ziyan suddenly broke free of Baizhu's hand, and slowly squatted down with red eyes. He buried his whole face in his knees and began to wonder why, why did he care so much about "this is a story"?

That's right, that's right.

It's because of what Mo Yong said to him at that time, if the system didn't tell him at that time, about the new plot, then how would he answer Mo Yong?

Although he felt surprised and a little entangled, Gu Ziyan knew that he didn't hate Mo Yong's occasional intimate actions from the beginning, and even sometimes he felt his heart beat faster because Mo Yong was too close.

He liked the temperature on Mo Yong's body very much, it was slightly cool but it didn't make him feel cold, just like the feeling of starlight.

He liked the occasional hook of the corners of Mo Ji's mouth, which would make Mo Ji's cold and dusty face become gentle, and it would no longer be out of reach.

He likes......

Yes, he likes ink.

That's why he cares so much, whether this qiē is a story or not; That's why he was so scared, afraid that if this was just a story, would Mo Yong confess to him because of the storyline? Because according to the original plot, how could Mo Yong like someone, how could he like him...... This.

Thinking of this, Gu Ziyan suddenly felt that his nose was sore, and his eyes were so hot that they seemed to be about to burst into tears.

A hand gently caressed his face, and that hand was a little cold, soothing his still hot and aching cheeks. Gu Ziyan didn't dare to look up, he knew that his face at this time must be ugly.

But the hand, little by little, gently pulled him out of the darkness.