Of course, Lin Ziyu couldn't have known that his cheap master had taught him a small lesson to the white-headed boy, and he didn't return to Earth immediately after leaving the Academy, but came to a separate courtyard in the capital of Dajing.

The goddess Wen Yingxin was wearing green and yellow clothes, although she did not apply powder, but she had a beautiful and elegant beauty.

At this time, she was sitting in the courtyard, her slender hands plucking the strings.

The guqin made by Shenmu, the deep and lingering timbre made her play with a different kind of cheerfulness.

Especially when Lin Ziyu walked into the courtyard, the cheerful song was about to overflow.

It's just that Wen Yingxin's intention is destined to fail, and Lin Ziyu is more vigilant in his heart.

He doesn't think that he is so charming that a goddess who has only met a few times is so fond of him, he only thinks that there must be a demon when things go wrong.

It's no wonder that he is too suspicious, after all, this is a matter of the safety of the earth, and it is better to be too cautious than careless.

And the reason why he came to the appointment was actually for some other reasons.

Each soundstone has its own unique ripples, which are actually the same as phone numbers.

Wen Yingxin has Lin Ziyu's transmission number, which was sent to him a week ago, and finally agreed to meet here today.

"It's been more than a month since I said goodbye to you... Congratulations to Lin Gongzi for winning the first place in the competition and winning the favor of the saints..."

After hearing the song, he looked at Lin Ziyu and smiled, his appearance was smiling and beautiful, and people couldn't help but look sideways.

Lin Ziyu stared at Wen Yingxin generously for a while, no matter what the other party wanted, such an eye-catching woman is indeed rare.

In his current realm, he still cares about a woman's skin, but he cares more about that inner temperament.

"Oh, the haunting girl is getting more and more beautiful."

Lin Ziyu chuckled and praised.

"Really?"

Wen Yingxin didn't care about Lin Ziyu's politeness at all, but touched his cheek happily.

"Fake!"

Lin Ziyu's answer was very straight.

"Hmph, it really can't be fake..."

Wen Yingxin wrinkled his nose quite coquettishly.

"Hehe, for the compliment, the haunting girl must be listening to the ears are about to become calloused, I am doing the opposite!"

Lin Ziyu smiled, but in his heart he was silently reciting the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".

When contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom and walking in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all suffering.

The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it.

The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased......

This Heart Sutra was read once when he was bored in his previous life, but in fact, he had forgotten it all long ago.

However, when he reaches his current state, not to mention this Heart Sutra that he has only read once, even the "memory" of the mother's womb can be recalled.

"It's a pity that it didn't work well..."

Wen Yingxin got up, approached Lin Ziyu and smiled.

"That's a pity."

Lin Ziyu looked at Wen Yingxin's big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and said silently, "You fox spirit, don't want me to break the precepts!" ”

In the preconceived situation, Lin Ziyu has already characterized Wen Yingxin as a person with "ulterior motives", and he also wore a mask to talk to him at this time.

The atmosphere seems to be very harmonious, but in fact, both of them know it.

After being so "virtual and snake" for a while, Wen Yingxin suddenly sighed.

The method she cultivated was the best at perceiving emotions, and to put it mildly, even if it was a stone or a tree, she could feel the true emotions of the other party.

How could she not feel Lin Ziyu's vigilance?

"Lin Gongzi, I am a person from a small world like you..."

Wen Yingxin and Lin Ziyu were silent for a while, and then suddenly spoke.

"I said it before..."

Lin Ziyu put down the jade cup and nodded.

"Thirty-eight years ago, I was born on a planet called Yanming, and eight years later, the demon clan invaded..."

Wen Yingxin's expression calmed down, and he took the initiative to talk about his past.

"We fought hard against the demon clan for five years, but when those people came, we didn't even hold out for ten days..."

Lin Ziyu was a quiet listener at this time, and his expression changed very cooperatively, but he only believed Wen Yingxin's words at most.

Regarding these past events, Wen Yingxin has been in his heart for too long, and everything has been fermented, and he talked for more than an hour.

"There is a kind of flower in my hometown, a yellow weed-like flower, its vitality is extremely strong, and it blooms in almost every corner of my hometown..."

"When I was a child, I just thought that these flowers were too many and annoying, not good-looking and not fragrant, not elegant at all, just as ordinary as the people in the market..."

"But now..."

"I miss the yellow flowers all over the mountains..."

Wen Yingxin's expression was sad, which made people moved.

Even Lin Ziyu, who has always been wary of Wen Yingxin, has relatives and a kind of empathetic resentment and sadness.

"You'll definitely be able to see the yellow flowers all over the mountains again!"

Lin Ziyu comforted, then frowned, looking like he wanted to say something.

"Lin Gongzi wants to say something, but it doesn't hurt to say it..."

Wen Yingxin cleaned up his mood, and when he saw Lin Ziyu like this, he said softly.

"Actually, I need you to do me a favor..."

Lin Ziyu hesitated for a while, but finally made a decision, "Actually, I still have many compatriots who have been displaced into the big world, and I want to find them." ”

"How can the concubine help you."

Wen Yingxin asked.

"The Goddess Palace has one of the best intelligence networks in the entire big world, and I need you to help me release information in the whole big world."

The reason why Lin Ziyu and Wen Yingxin continue to intersect is because of this.

"It's... No problem! ”

Wen Yingxin paused for a moment, but finally nodded and agreed, "I have the same experience as you, and I once wanted to find those clansmen who were exiled in the big world..."

"But..."

Lin Ziyu didn't ask Wen Yingxin about the results of his search for his clansmen, he continued, "For some reason, my compatriots may be in some danger, so you just need to spread my information, if they see it, they will naturally come to me..."

"In that case..."

Wen Yingxin pondered for a while before he asked Lin Ziyu, "Lin Gongzi's deeds from the beginning of the assessment of the Tianxia Academy Palace to the present are very suitable for adaptation into a singing book, and it can also be a story..."

"Feasible!"

Lin Ziyu nodded, this was exactly what he wanted.

"So how to adapt..."

Wen Yingxin was interrupted by Lin Ziyu as soon as he spoke.

"Professional things are handed over to professional people, as long as I can spread my name, no matter what I am made up of!"

Lin Ziyu doesn't care what he will be adapted into, and he doesn't care about his reputation, as long as he can become "popular".

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