Guqin becomes a beauty

On Penglai Mountain in the early morning, a child ran back excitedly holding a stone, "Rongrong! I found the spirit stone!"

"Sir." Rong Zun came out of the wooden house, dressed in white as snow, with long hair like ink, and a lazy voice.This child will learn how to call God of Cookery and Yugu, no matter how big or small.

"Rong Rong." The child was very persistent.

Rong Zun sighed, and stretched out his hand, "What kind of rock, let me see."

The child carefully put the stone into his palm with bright eyes.

"It's not a spirit stone, it's just an ordinary stone." Rong Zun looked at it and returned the stone to the child.

"Impossible! Look here, it will be bright!" The child anxiously raised the stone again, and placed it in front of the sun.Rong Zun narrowed his eyes slightly. Under the sun, the child's pupils were black and shiny, crystal clear. Looking left and right, it seemed that the place that would be bright had disappeared. The child lowered his head in frustration, "It seems that it really isn't."

Rong Zun touched his head, "You are still young, and your perception of aura is relatively weak, and you will find it later."

"Rongrong, when I grow up, I will definitely find you the most beautiful spirit stone." The child promised with a serious expression.

……

Rong Zun slowly took out the amethyst that Ling Xing didn't give away from the neckline, Jiang Qing gasped, and pinched her fingertips into Xiao Xu's flesh.

"Hiss—Sister Jiang Qing, take it easy, take it easy!"

"Oh my god! That is the crystal heart that shocked the world in N country the year before last! It is said that it is priceless, and the auction was finally raised to nine figures. I am not blind..."

Rong Zun walked up to Ling Xingwei with his mouth bent, "I have the most beautiful spirit stone in the world."

Ling Xingwei frowned unnaturally, a little disgusted, "This doesn't count. I will find you a better one."

"That's not what I said."

"Huh?" Ling Xing didn't turn his head back, watching those slender and white hands lightly caressing his eyes.

"It's your eyes." Rong Zun smiled.

It is not the stone that will shine, but the light in your eyes.

Ling Xingwei looked at him silently, for a long time, for a long time... For the first time, he took the lead to turn his face away, the blush ran up his neck, and he couldn't stop it, he pulled Rong Zun in a bit of embarrassment.

"gone."

When they got out of the Guqin shop, Jiang Qing recovered her voice, suppressed her throat and said, "My God, I still have some doubts about whether our boss is an upright official..."

Xiao Xu covered her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, how long has the boss lived? The money he earns is something we can't earn in a few lifetimes. It's just a diamond. Look at the red envelope that Mr. Rong gave you. Can the same be measured by the current price?"

"Really? Did you watch it?! I want to watch it too..."

Jiu Xiao held his brother's hand and looked at the gate thoughtfully, "Brother, did that big guy feel shy just now?"

Chunlei was expressionless, "I said what I said before, until the adults are not shy..."

"Ok?"

Naturally, someone should be ashamed.

***

Ling Xingwei pulled him into the car all the way, and it was a long kiss when he was pressed down.

After it was over, Rong Zun still didn't want to finish, he pulled his neck and gave him a "boom" on the bridge of his nose.

Ling Xingwei looked serious: "Rongrong, I think you have changed."

"Huh?" Rong Zun licked the corner of his mouth.

"I like it more."

Rong Zun kept laughing, stretched out his hand to fasten his seat belt, "Hurry up and drive hard. By the way, where are we going?"

"Go to see the old academician who took me in first."

"Ling?"

"Ah."

"You seem to like him very much?" Rong Zun murmured in his heart, "What did he eat for you? Is it better than what I gave?"

"Let me tell you, although human beings eat a variety of food nowadays, and the taste is also strange, but the ingredients are very ordinary, many of them are polluted, there is no..."

"Rongrong..."

"What?" Rong Zun turned his head, feeling his chin being pinched, Ling Xingwei quickly reached over, kissed him on the lips, and sat back to drive.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "I like you."

"..." Rong Zun sighed, "You man, I'm telling you something serious."

"Yeah. Academician Ling is the leader of the project of tracing the ancient gods. He saved me. I respect him a lot."

"Xiao Xu said something, please tell me more carefully." Rong Zun was in a hurry, seeing Ling Xingwei rarely opened his mouth, and urged him to speak.

Ling Xingwei's expression was calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, "When academician Ling found me, there was no such project. You know, I used to hate humans very much, because I used divine power at will to make those cowards panic , became an unstable factor in society, and was arrested by the Ministry of National Security."

Rong Zun turned his head.

"It was academician Ling who reported to the country, saying that it would be useful to keep me and save my life."

"Oh, a joke. So what if it's from the Ministry of State Security? Can they really detain you?"

Ling Xingwei smiled, his eyes were calm, and he didn't speak.

Rong Zun was sullen for a while, this was the first time he heard Ling Xingwei mention it, and asked again: "And then?"

"Later, I passed the training and assessment and entered the Ministry of National Heritage. I set an example and proved that gods and demons can not only be wiped out, but also can be integrated into today's society and contribute to social development. Academician Ling then reported the project of tracing ancient gods, The country passed."

"...And then there was me?"

"Yeah." Ling Xingwei's brows and eyes were all gentle.

The car went smoothly all the way, leaving the urban area and entering the mountain.

Rong Zun looked at the staggering mountain road, "Does his family live so far away?"

"It's a little far, soon."

After waiting for the car to drive in the mountains for more than an hour, it stopped.Rong Zun didn't see tall buildings, only a large garden with lush green cypresses and tombstones standing there quietly.

"Ling... died?" Rong Zun was slightly taken aback.

Ling Xingwei took Rong Zun's hand, and said with a light smile, "I have been in charge of the Ministry of National Heritage for 30 years, and Academician Ling passed away ten years ago."

"For 30 years, no one has regarded you as a monster?"

"Someone often asks about my secret recipe for skin care." Ling Xingwei joked, and said, "This is something the country should worry about. Scientific reasons can always be made up. It's none of my business."

"That's right." Seeing that he was in a good mood, Rong Zun walked into the cemetery together.

Academician Ling's tombstone is in a very good position. It's inside the cemetery. When I walked over, I saw someone was already there.Hearing the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged woman turned her head and saw the two of them, she was stunned for a moment, "Brother Ling?" Then she looked at Rong Zun, "This is..." Suddenly realizing something, her eyes flickered Excited, "Rongrong?!"

"Cough cough!"

Before Rong Zun had time to be surprised, Ling Xingwei suddenly coughed twice, "Ling Yun, why are you here?"

"Yaya went back to his hometown with his father to celebrate the New Year this year, and I had to work overtime, so I thought I'd just come and see grandpa, why are you here today, isn't it the death day?"

"I come every year today." Ling Xingwei said.

Ling Yun thought for a while, and suddenly understood.

Today, more than 30 years ago, their family was still immersed in the joy of the New Year. Grandpa suddenly received a call and left in a hurry.

At that time, my grandfather had already retired, and he didn't come home from the first day to the fifteenth day of the junior high school. The family members were very worried.

Later, he brought back a young man and taught him what to do and what not to do like a grandson.The young man is very smart. He knows the history of each period very well, and he is also clear about the current text and many things, but he is too indifferent.

It seemed that being handed over to the Ministry of National Security meant nothing to him. Grandpa said that he couldn't escape, but he didn't want to live anymore.

Eyes as dead ashes.This was her first impression of Ling Xingwei when she was young.

The young man lived in their house. During that time, the whole family was very nervous. Because of him, everyone in the family became the target of state surveillance.Some people also complained, but Grandpa treated him patiently, kindly and kindly as always.

She remembered that one day, her grandfather handed Ling Xing a document without reading it, and the young man raised his eyebrows puzzled.

Grandpa said: "This is the project of tracing the ancient gods. If you activate it, you may be able to call back the person you were waiting for."

She watched the young man's eyes gradually become brighter, as dark as ink, as deep as a pond.

From that day on, Ling Xingwei gradually transformed into the current Minister Ling, and he grew up at an astonishingly fast rate.

In just eight years, he has transformed from a "terrorist" who is about to be sentenced for the crime of undermining social stability to a steady and reliable minister who can support the Ministry of Heritage.

"Did you bring the sacrifice?"

"Bring it." The woman hurriedly arranged her things, not forgetting to talk to Rong Zun, "Master Rong, you can call me Ling Yun, this is my grandfather. When I first met Brother Ling, I was only six years old , now my daughter is six years old, and brother Ling is still so young."

"You know me?" Rong Zun heard the name was familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"I know." Ling Yun smiled, "Xiao Xu asked me about New Year's Roulette." He squinted at Ling Xingwei's reaction.Seeing the corners of his mouth twitch, he smiled even more happily.

Ling Xingwei glared at the two of them.

Turning around, the man stood in front of the tombstone, his body tall and straight.The green cypresses are lush, and the wind blows with sound.

"Old Ling, I would like to present you with a glass of wine this year." The old man on the tombstone had a kind face, Ling Xing didn't look at him, and spilled a glass of wine into the soil.

Rong Zun silently stepped aside, and after a while, Ling Yun also came over.

"You seem to have something to say." Rong Zun looked at her gently.

Ling Yun smiled, and looked far away to the man in black in front of the tombstone, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "It's great, Grandpa will be very happy if he knows that he has finally waited for you."

"He is all, how did he tell you about me?"

"No, he didn't say anything."

"Huh?" Rong Zun half-closed his eyes in surprise, "Then why do you call me that? Xiao Xu doesn't dare to call me that."

Ling Yun "haha" laughed for a while, "Master Rong, I grew up with Big Brother Ling, and I have long regarded him as my own brother. Don't take offense at the rudeness just now."

Rong Zun found that this woman really loves to laugh, she must have been a lively little girl like Erya when she was a child.

He seemed a little helpless, with tolerance in his eyebrows and eyes, and said, "It's okay."

Ling Yun stared in a daze, and only realized after a few seconds. He straightened his face and explained: "Actually, we don't know who you are. We only know that you are a very powerful ancient god who lived with Brother Ling in the past. He I don’t want to say anything, but we know that you are his strength to persevere.”

"Every time he can't hold on anymore, or wants to just die like this, grandpa will tell him about Rongrong. If he just goes like this, and wait for Rongrong to come to this strange era alone, How lonely it must be."

The faint smile on Rong Zun's face gradually disappeared.

Ling Yun sighed, as if he wanted to tell him all the hardships Ling Xing hadn't suffered in these years.She always felt that Brother Ling was suffering too much, and he would not talk about those encounters himself, but she thought that he needed someone to share with him.

And this person is none other than Rong Rong.

"In order to prove that he will not cause harm to the society and start the project of searching for ancient gods, Brother Ling has undergone training that is not ordinary people, and it is by no means comparable to the training department under the Ministry of National Heritage. In addition to being checked out With extreme depression, he took medicine for a long time for recovery, he kept hypnotizing himself and reshaping himself, and finally made his whole body look brand new."

"And every year he has to suffer from the sequelae of rebirth from Nirvana. We don't know how painful the burning is. We only know that he will leave alone at that time every year, and he will return later every year..."

"Rebirth from Nirvana? What sequelae?" Rong Zun interrupted her suddenly.

"He didn't tell you?" Ling Yun was a little surprised, then smiled, "That's right, Brother Ling's temper..."

Looking at the person in front of the tombstone, she said softly: "In order to be able to start the project of finding the ancient gods, he did not hide his physical condition from grandpa. The blessing of the Phoenix is ​​actually not as beautiful as the name says, and the pain he has experienced is also true. It's not the seven, seven, 49 days of Nirvana, but the moment when the body will reappear when it is broken and condensed every year after rebirth. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the pain, until you become a god."

Rong Zun took a breath.

It came to my ears, "That time this year is almost here..."

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