The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

The old man walked in with a calm step. Although he was over 70 years old, he was in good spirits. His steps were one after another, never chaotic, and light and soundless.

It is exactly Zi Wu Dao Chang.

Xia Ran quickly stood up and said, "Master Ziwu." respectfully.

"Hahaha," Zi Wu laughed loudly and flicked the dustpan with his hand, "Come and sit down." Then he sat down at the table first.

She immediately followed him and sat down, "Master Ziwu, Lin Feiyue and..." She was eager to know Lin Feiyue's current situation.

"Let's have some tea first." Taoist Ziwu raised his hand to interrupt her, then turned around and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoshan, go make a pot of tea."

Xiaoshan, who was feeding the animals outside, responded in a childish voice.

Xia Ran drank tea while looking at the small paradise in front of her. There were mountains and water, and she was ignorant of worldly affairs and the Wei and Jin dynasties. She really yearned for it.

"Xiaoshan is an orphan I adopted from the village at the foot of this mountain." Ziwu continued to pour her tea. "Because of the war, his family members all died, so I adopted him."

"The first time I saw him, I was at Ziyun Temple in Cuishan. I brought Xuhua down the mountain with me..." Xuhua is Lin Feiyue's master, Taoist Xukong.

Then Xia Ran listened to him tell the story of how he took in Xiaoshan.

At that time, Ziwu led Xuhuai down the mountain to give alms. Before going down the mountain, they did some divination and found out that the village on the hill would be massacred by a group of deserters, and in the end only a few people would escape.

Although they knew about the disaster in advance, they believed in not interfering too much with the predetermined fate and had no intention of intervening. However, when they saw the hill still in its infancy, they finally felt compassion.

So they found an excuse and moved the villagers to another place, thinking that this would avoid the tragedy of annihilation of the entire family.

However, when the deserters passed through another village, they were discovered by the villagers and secretly reported to the government.

In order to avoid pursuit by the government, the team of soldiers immediately changed direction and chose a path that was completely different from the plan.

Unexpectedly, the path passed through the villagers' new transfer point. The result was predictable: all the villagers were killed, leaving no one alive.

When Ziwu and Xuhua arrived, they only had time to save Xiaoshan from the knife.

From then on, Zi Wu never stopped fortune-telling.

After hearing the news of Xu Huai's death, he cast his fortune again and calculated that Lin Feiyue would come today. In order not to interfere in the fate of others, he decided not to get involved.

But in the end, he was moved by Xia Ran's words and saved them.

"Miss Xia, everyone has their own destiny. Feiyue is destined to be burdened by the evil spirit in his body. Even if Xuhua helped him once, he still couldn't avoid it."

Zi Wu paused here, probably thinking of his disciple Taoist Xukong.

"I helped him this time, and the problem seems to have been solved, but is this really helpful to him?"

Isn't this the butterfly effect? ​​The flapping of a butterfly's wings can cause a huge storm on one side of the earth.

Ziwu was worried that his well-intentioned intervention would cause him to bear a greater sin, so he simply chose not to intervene.

Xia Ran touched the rim of the cup, thinking about what to do.

"Master, if a good person is about to be beaten to death by a bad person, right in front of you, and you don't save him, you may end up with a worse outcome. But is there a worse outcome than the bad person living and the good person dying?"

She raised the teacup in her hand and smiled sweetly.

After hearing her words, Taoist Ziwu pondered for a long time. The emotions in his eyes, bright as lightning, kept changing and then returned to nothingness.

He suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha, I never thought that I have lived for more than 70 years, but I am not as clear-headed as a little kid like you!"

Xia Ran also laughed, and they both had another drink.

After she finished the drink in her hand, she asked hurriedly, "Master, I got the Zhuan Huan Dan from Xiaoxing Sect, which is said to be able to draw out evil spirits. Can you please help me take a look?"

As he said this, he took out the pill from his arms.

Zi Wu took it and sniffed it. "This elixir is indeed a rare and pure substance. However, it needs to be supplemented with a method to guide the breath in order to exert its effect."

Gongfa? She happened to have one.

Ziwu looked out the window at the setting sun which was gradually sinking. It was going to be dark soon and the road would become difficult to walk on.

Then he stroked his beard and said slowly, "Friend Xia, the evil spirit in Feiyue's body has been suppressed and sealed by me again. With the help of the Zhuan Huan Dan and the internal adjustment of the breath, it can indeed be eliminated. Otherwise, the source must be extinguished."

"You and Feiyue are both very thoughtful people, like eagles dormant in the mountains. I can only help you with this small favor. You will have to walk the rest of the way on your own."

As he spoke, he stood up, exclaimed "Wonderful, wonderful" repeatedly, walked out of the door, called directly to Xiaoshan who was still playing with the peacock, turned around and left, disappearing in the mist between the mountains in a flash.

Xia Ran knew that they would never come back.

"Master, master, my nephew hasn't woken up yet, why should we leave?" Xiaoshan followed his master and walked forward, completely confused.

"When the time comes, I will leave naturally."

"Oh." Although Xiaoshan still didn't understand, he only believed in his master. "Master, what are you talking about? It's wonderful, wonderful, wonderful."

"The wonderful thing is that good and evil have their limits! Xiaoshan, since we are still in this world, we should be a good person who loves to do good and give generously!"

After seeing off Taoist Ziwu, Xia Ran finally had time to go to the side room to see the male protagonist who was still in a coma.

The black lines on Lin Feiyue's face and body had all disappeared. He lay quietly on the bed. His facial features were still handsome, but his lips were a little chapped due to dehydration.

She quickly fetched some water and carefully pressed her dry lips with her fingertips over and over again.

Her fingers, as white as jade, pressed against the man's sick and slightly pale lips and gently slid across them. Excess water dripped from the corners of his mouth, and she hurriedly took a towel to wipe them.

I was caught off guard and my fingertips were sucked.

Xia Ran quickly pulled back her fingers, twisted them a bit, and then looked at the still quiet male protagonist. Was it an illusion?

"Water, water, I want water." A faint voice came from the bed.

She picked up the water again, put it in her mouth, then leaned over and put her mouth close to the man's, pried his mouth open with her tongue, and fed him the water mouthful by mouthful.

Finally, she drank a little. When she was about to retract her little tongue after the last sip, it was suddenly tightly wrapped by a bigger tongue.

Lin Feiyue was very thirsty. He felt that the soft and slippery strip in his mouth could always give him the water he wanted, so he grabbed it and sucked it hard.

To be honest, Xia Ran's tongue root was painful from being sucked.

With a little effort, she finally freed her tongue and let out a long breath.

Looking at the male protagonist who was still licking his lips and shouting "thirsty" on the bed, she resigned herself to picking up the bowl and filling it with another bowl of water.

This time the male protagonist did not act strangely. He drank the water calmly, and she also calmly prepared to leave.

I was about to get up by supporting myself on the bed with my hands when I suddenly saw the eyeballs of the tightly closed eyes move.

Then she felt a strong force coming from her waist, and her upper body was pressed down on him again.

Before she could say anything, the world spun around again and they turned over, so that she was at the bottom and Lin Feiyue was at the top.

The man's face had completely lost its previous gloom, and the smile she was familiar with was back.

His dark eyebrows were slanted, his nose was high, his exquisite facial features looked even more handsome because of his smile, and his deep eyes were full of bright smiles.

Xia Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Lin Feiyue, you um..."