The world of mortals is just right

Jiang Huan stayed in Xiaofu Shanshe for an extra week, and the injuries on his body were still dragging, but the injuries on his face were finally healed.Unlike the scars on his face before, he was not easy to mess with. From this point of view, he either joined the gangsters himself, or provoked the gangsters severely.

Now there is only a faint blue shadow on the place where the injury is the most serious. With the sunglasses covered and the chin raised, he is handsome and arrogant.

Jiang Huan was lying on a deck chair in the yard basking in the sun, Cheng Sisiyun was typing on the keyboard like flying fingers, and Xuan Chang took an ancient book from the back mountain to read.

Xie Lingying looked at Cheng Sisi from Jiang Huan, with a thoughtful expression on her face, and then waved, "You two, come here."

Ten minutes later, Xie Lingying took them into an app with a black background note on the screen.

"Hi everyone, welcome to Daoist Xie's live broadcast room. Die-hard fans have some snacks. There are two handsome guys with me on the live broadcast today, Huanhuan and Sisi. If you like it, remember to pay attention and not get lost..."

Xie Lingying sat among them and compared their hearts. Huanhuan and Sisi didn't expect this to happen, and they didn't react.

Xie Lingying continued to interact with the audience, "That's right, the one with sunglasses is Huanhuan, and the one with glasses is Sisi. Of course Huanhuan's sunglasses can be taken off..."

Jiang Huan didn't expect Senior Sister Xie to have this potential. She was under the eaves and had to bow her head and take off her sunglasses to serve the audience.

On the other hand, Cheng Sisi answered any questions, and had already begun to act cute spontaneously.

After half an hour of live broadcast, the data kept rising.Comments such as "Sisi is so cute~", "I like Sisi's glasses", "Huanhuan is so cool, I scream" kept flashing.Xie Lingying's gaze wandered back and forth, and landed on Xuan Chang.

Her teacher is not bad in appearance, but in terms of good-looking face and good temperament, who can compare to Uncle Xuan?

Her mind was turbulent, and she almost heard the sound of the reward being dropped into the bag, and when she raised her head, she faced Xuan Chang.

Xuan Chang flipped a book upside down, still looking calm, slightly raised the corners of his eyes, and also raised the tails of his eyebrows.

Helplessly, Uncle Xuan must think that this kind of publicity is low. The possibility of finding Uncle to live broadcast is purely negative.

When the live broadcast was over, Jiang Huan asked Cheng Sisi, "Sister opens a homestay and still does the live broadcast?"

"...It's called keeping up with the trend." Cheng Sisi smiled stiffly, was rubbing her face, and sighed under her breath, "The master master has a share of the property anyway, and Yi Yi and I are the real proletariat."

Jiang Huan interrupted him, frowning, "Yi Yi, gender, what's the matter?"

Cheng Sisi said, "This matter..." He took out his mobile phone to start a video call, and pulled Yi Yi into the chat, "You'd better listen to him."

Yi Yi has limited time, and the lunch break is only half an hour, so I will make a long story short.゜゜

She asked, "Do you remember when you were reincarnated? I was too injured, my foundation was destroyed, and I was reincarnated."

In that life, Yi Yi was like everyone who married a wife and had children, and only after his wife died did he enter Taoism and cultivate immortality.

In the following hundreds of years, Yi Yi paid attention to his descendants in the mortal world from time to time.During the Qianlong period, his descendants were implicated in the text prison, and Yi Yi rescued their family.

They are obviously relatives by blood, but they don't know each other when they meet.The descendants knelt down and called him "the benefactor of the gods", and the one with messy temple hair in his 50s begged him to leave his name and title.

Yi Yi stretched out his hand to support and then dropped it, only saying, "My surname is Yi."

His descendants were originally surnamed Jiang, but escaped a catastrophe, so they wanted to hide their identities, so they simply took the surname of the immortal benefactor.

In [-], he went to visit his descendants again, and happened to meet his little granddaughter whose life was hanging by a thread.He can't go against the sky to save lives, he can only attach to her from now on, fulfilling her last wish.

Jiang Huan understood, and looked at Cheng Sisi again, "Then your identity?"

Cheng Sisi sighed, "I won't say much about the specifics. The concise version is that I became a child in early 2000 and was rescued by the police uncle as a kidnapped child. I couldn't find my parents, so I was adopted by my current parents."

Jiang Huan looked at Yi Yi on the screen of the phone, and then at Cheng Sisi, "That is to say, one of you borrows a house, and the other becomes a child to coax others."

Cheng Sisi murmured, "The master and master of the sect are all making money from live broadcasting, so what do you expect? Not everyone is like the master and uncle, there are a lot of antiques for sale in the tomb..."

After Jiang Huan knew that Xuan Chang was the King of Shouyang, he also guessed that the antiques he sold were all his own things, but he didn't expect that they were buried with him in the tomb.

Jiang Huan walked towards Xuan Chang and drank the water in front of him.Gulp down, and while he was sitting, condescendingly leaned into his ear, "I can't tell, your Highness Shouyang King went crazy and even dug up his own funeral."

Xuan Chang was not angry, and clarified, "My funeral objects have only been traded twice, and what I sold were mainly collections from later dynasties."

Xie Lingying glanced coldly, the nobles of the Xuanchang clan never wronged themselves, even if they used the best cups and bowls. In the past 2000 years, the things he has used in every dynasty and generation are worth the old nose's money.

She just focuses on cultivating stupidly, thinking that everything is external to her body, eating the breeze and drinking nectar.It is not until modern technology enters every aspect of the life of a cultivator that he realizes the importance of money. Apple kindle clothes, skin care products, water and electricity, what should not be bought with money?

This afternoon, Cheng Sisi had a flight back to Beijing first. He took too long this vacation, and if he continued to take it, he would lose his job.

He dragged the suitcase to the car and left, Jiang Huan dragged Xuan Chang back to the loft.

He pushed Xuan Chang onto the bed and threw himself on it.

Through the T-shirt, he could feel the thick scab on his body. Xuan Chang held his waist to prevent him from bursting the wound, and Jiang Huan's kisses were overwhelming.

They hadn't done a full set in Xiaofu Shanshe for a while, and Jiang Huan grabbed Xuan Chang's hand and asked him to touch it.

Jiang Huan felt that he had a hand fetish, and he only loved Xuan Chang's hands, so he squinted his eyes when he touched them, "Fortunately, you have antiques to sell, otherwise, wouldn't you want to set up a fortune-telling booth under the overpass?"

Unexpectedly, one day, he would become the most profitable person in the entire division, after all, he was a former investment bank elite.

Xuan Chang said, "You expect me to be in trouble so much?"

Jiang Huan let out a "ha", "That's... I could still take care of you, but now I'm going to be taken care of by you."

Xuan Chang is as good as others, "Then you will take care of me."

Jiang Huan leaned close to his hand, hugged his waist tightly, and embedded him in his arms.

"...behave well, you can consider..."

In two days, Jiang Huan and Xuan Chang will also return to Beijing.

The last time Cheng Sisi came, besides delivering Jiang Huan's ashes, he also gave him the ID on his body.

When Xie Lingying saw Jiang Huan this morning, he was sitting on a chair with his middle finger holding the ID card, turning around and knocking on the small table. His face had turned into the Jiang Huan on the ID card.

There is not much difference in the temperament of the two faces, but there is a difference after all.

Xie Lingying said, "Have you figured it out?"

"It doesn't make sense," Jiang Huan said, "That's it."

The mortal Jiang Huan was an inseparable part of him, he couldn't tell whether it was one person or two people, but no matter one person or two people, everyone's desire for Xuan Chang was the same.That's enough.

Xie Lingying said relaxedly, "You all have a smooth journey."

We have known each other for too long, and our lifespan is long, a year is like a moment.We will meet again in the next moment, so naturally we can omit all gestures of saying goodbye.

Jiang Huan suddenly remembered and called her, "Senior sister, where did your apprentice go? Why did we disappear after showing up on the first night?"

That night, Jiang Huan hadn't recovered his body, he was just a soul, and he couldn't tell Xiaoyuan's real body.

The pair of seniors and brothers were in the lobby, Xie Lingying raised her head from her Kindle and pointed at the wall, "She is afraid of thunder, so I told her not to come out."

Looking towards her finger, there is a painting on the wall.Ink-colored lines, white powder dots, light yellow stamens.The ink is sparse and light, and the brushwork is ancient.There is a word next to it, "Bingxu Year's Ancient Plum Blossom Viewing White Plum".

The ancient Plum Blossom Temple is the Chunyang Palace of Jingai Mountain, the Jiangnan main altar of the Longmen School of Quanzhen Sect, with Lu Xiujing as the founder of the Southern Dynasty, and it has been 500 years.

Lu Xiujing called Mr. Jian Ji, this Mr. Jian Ji is almost the same generation as the head of Xie, and Jin Gai Mountain is not far from Xiaofu Mountain, and the two factions still have contacts until now.

There is a white plum in the temple that is more than 100 years old. In [-], the year of Bingxu, it was uprooted by a typhoon. According to news reports, a Taoist priest in the temple replanted the dead horse as a living horse, and the white plum miraculously came back to life.

It turns out that Mei Xiaoyuan is really a plum.Xie Lingying went to Gumeihua to visit friends that year, rescued Baimei, and let her live in a picture scroll, and brought her to Xiaofu Mountain to help her practice. After a few years, she became a master and was accepted as a disciple.

Jiang Huan said, "Tell me earlier. Next time I come, bring her some flower fertilizer and nutritious soil." He waved to Xie Lingying and said goodbye formally.