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Seeing that the demon fox lamp was exhausted and determined to make a deal, Duan Huichuan stopped talking and solemnly raised his hand.

With the fingertips pulling, finely intertwined blue-purple arcs emerged out of thin air, flickering and contracting into a beating star in the palm of the hand, the blooming brilliance illuminated the dark world, and reflected everyone's face in an indeterminate way .

The shadows of plants, trees and trees all bowed under the invisible coercion, swaying without wind, the fox demon stood alone in a plain white dress, the hem of the dress was originally embroidered with an intertwined lotus, which was cut into two parts at some point during the fight , one of them fluttered with the hem of the dress, as if it was about to break away from the restraint of the dress and float away.

When the thunder fell, her face was dead, except for a drop of transparent teardrop at the corner of her eye, which made her brows and eyes more beautiful and glamorous, like frost and snow.

The power of the most yang and pure thunder is the bane of all demons, all evil spirits and filth have nothing to hide in front of it, only the soul and soul will be wiped out.

When the dust settled, the desolate and empty Fox Fairy Temple returned to its former tranquility. The portraits parasitized by the fox demon had already been burned in the thunder and fire, and even the soul disappeared.

Duan Huichuan stood there feeling lost, without saying a word for a long time, until Bai Jian drove back to pick them up, and then suddenly remembered a big event - the client ran away, and the reward was not confiscated!

This is incredible.

Duan Huichuan immediately put the tragic sadomasochism of the shemale behind him, and indignantly ordered Bai Jian to drive back to the inn to find Boss Ling.

The pale moon slowly climbed to the mid-heaven, and the moonlight spread like cold water.

Several people re-entered the courtyard of the inn. Fang Jun and others had been sent down the mountain by Bai Jian to settle down.

There was fog in the mountains, and the courtyard was silently buried in the fog, like a dead barren mound.

The paper lanterns under the eaves were the only light, and Boss Ling was sitting dormantly by the door, with a mobile phone with no signal and a wrapped envelope in his hand. His thin cheeks were deeply sunken, and his temples It seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow.

Bai Jian didn't know what happened in the Fox Immortal Temple, she was taken aback by the man's sudden aging appearance, she tugged at the hem of the boss's clothes, and whispered, "Why did he do this? Could it be... dead? "

Yan Yijun answered for Duan Huichuan: "People are not dead, but their hearts are dead."

Duan Huichuan approached slowly, hesitating to say something to start, but Boss Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at them silently, what kind of eyes were those two?

Duan Huichuan couldn't think of a suitable analogy for a while, but suddenly thought of the jagged reefs exposed at the bottom of the dry water. At a glance, it was full of devastation and desolation.

"Master Duan, you are back, is that fox... dead?" Boss Ling took the initiative to speak, his voice was hoarse and not like a human voice.

He no longer looked down on these young people with the eyes of liars, and even felt a little afraid and regretful, why did he invite such a powerful master to teach him something that he never wanted to know in his life.

"Dead." Duan Huichuan replied flatly, marking the end of this commission calmly and cruelly.

Boss Ling coughed violently, as if wanting to cough out his lungs.

He handed the envelope containing the reward to Duan Huichuan, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and muttered: "It's dead, the monster is dead, it's really good news, I'm going... to tell my wife, I can do it later." Live a stable life, my wife, wait for me in the countryside..."

Yan Yijun watched other people's sorrows and joys with cold eyes, and the whimpering wind told the doomed tragic ending. The woman's tears seemed to remain in the cold mist, together with her resentment before she died:

——Shemale different ways, how to fall in love!

——Because we are of different races, we deserve to end up like this!

No, I will never let this situation happen between you and me.

His eyes lightly fell on Duan Huichuan's back, as deep as this indissoluble fog—maybe he should be satisfied just looking at it from a distance and keeping a safe distance?

Although he didn't want to drive at night, Duan Huichuan didn't want to stay longer in this suffocating inn. He bid farewell to Boss Ling, and they hurried down the mountain under the moonlight. The sound of the night wind howling past.

Bai Jian asked eagerly: "Isn't Boss Ling's troubles resolved? Why does he look so sad?"

Duan Huichuan took the cigarette from his mouth, exhaled a puff of white mist, and sighed: "Because the fox demon he entrusted us to get rid of is his wife."

"Ah?" Bai Jian was shocked, "Didn't he kill his wife indirectly? How pitiful."

"Poor?" Duan Huichuan sneered, "Do you think it's more pitiful for his dead wife, or is it more pitiful for him to be with monsters in the dark for so many years?"

Bai Jian said without hesitation: "Of course a dead wife is more pitiful. Although the fox demon concealed his life experience, but the one-night couple Bai Yeen, they have been together for so many years, even if the identity is fake, the relationship can't be fake, otherwise why? That fox demon is harmful to people, but Boss Ling has been doing well for so many years."

Yan Yijun listened to his talk, and gave him a meaningful look: "But, Boss Ling, as an ordinary person, suddenly found that he had been sleeping with a goblin for many years, and he was also a man who relied on supplements for his income. A vixen born, isn't he afraid? Doesn't he regret it? If it were you, would you want to get rid of the other party immediately, or forgive her and continue to be together?"

"This..." Bai Jian bit her lips in embarrassment. His brain capacity cannot digest such a complicated problem quickly, "It depends on how deep the relationship is. If you love each other deeply enough, I believe that no difficulty Everything can be overcome!"

Yan Yijun smiled slightly, his bent eyes quickly passed the rearview mirror, and glanced at Duan Huichuan: "I can't tell, Brother Bai's concept of love is so ideal. Even the racial gap between humans and demons can be solved." Overcome with love?"

"I think he's been watching too many romantic dramas."

Duan Huichuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, held the steering wheel, and glanced at Yan Yijun's side face indiscriminately from the left rearview mirror outside the car. At night, I don't know what I'm looking at.

Duan Huichuan said flatly: "Humans and monsters have different ways, no matter how much you love Jin Jian, once you see the other party's demon body that is completely different from human beings, you will only feel fear, just like Xu Xian in the Legend of the White Snake, who keeps saying he loves his wife , and ended up being frightened to death by the white lady's snake body, what kind of love is it, that's all. Ah, I almost forgot, Doctor Yan doesn't look at these things."

Yan Yijun turned his head and looked at Duan Huichuan in the rearview mirror of the car again. Although the two looked at each other, their perspectives were staggered and their eyes did not meet.

He smiled faintly: "But after Xu Xian found out everything, he still chose to stay with the snake monster. It can be seen that not everyone is like Boss Ling of the inn."

"That's right, Doctor Yan is right." Bai Jian nodded repeatedly as if she had found a bosom friend.

Duan Huichuan was a little surprised that Yan Yijun actually read this ancient romance drama.

Still disapproving in his mouth: "So what, a Leifeng Pagoda in Yongzhen, an ancient Buddha's green light for the rest of his life, should have had a great time and youth, just ruined like this, and paid the price of a lifetime, but in the end he only got one The consoling ending of the three-day continuation of the fate is obviously a complete tragedy, if I had known this, why did I know each other in the first place, and we are all well, wouldn't we be happy?"

"...Really, maybe you are right." Yan Yijun lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyes.

It turned out that he thought so.also good.

The mountain wind poured in through the open car window, couldn't hold it, cut it off, and just slipped away through my fingers, leaving only a little depression and hopelessness in my heart, killing the turbulent mood under the calm surface.

Bai Jian seemed to sense that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but she couldn't tell the details. She scratched her head and said with a naive smile, "Forget it, what are you talking about? We're not Boss Ling, nor are we fox demons."

In the quiet wind, no one responded to him, so Bai Jian had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

When Bai Jian sent Fang Jun and the others down the mountain, he had already contacted Fang's family to pick them up.

As for the Fox Immortal Temple and Xianyuan Inn, they gradually faded out of the sight of tourists in the following days and became legends completely.

One morning not long after.

The good baby Xu Chen goes to school, the little bee Bai Jian goes out to buy vegetables, and the ADHD Zhao Caifei goes out to sneak out on his own, leaving Boss Michong Duan alone at home, playing barbells boredly, looking for some work for his increasingly lazy muscles.

As soon as the doorbell rang, Duan Huichuan thought about business, and opened the door with a professional smile. Suddenly, a large bouquet of bright red roses flooded his sight.

Duan Huichuan: "???"

The way he opened the door was wrong?

The bouquet of roses moved, revealing a young face with shyness and flamboyance. The young man coughed and looked around with flickering eyes, but he didn't dare to look at him: "Master Duan! Well, today I am I came here specifically to thank you for your life-saving grace!"

"Oh?" Duan Huichuan raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes in a funny and speechless manner, and moved his chin towards the bouquet, "Master Fang, you use this to thank me for saving my life? It seems that I am old, I don't really understand the thinking of you young people, if I don't know, I thought you were chasing me."

"Cough... cough cough!" Fang Jun was choked by the saliva, his ears hidden in his hair were inexplicably hot, and he quickly explained, "No, I also prepared a generous gift!"

"A generous gift? How generous is it?" Duan Huichuan was in high spirits, trying to remain reserved, restraining the fly's urge to rub his hands.

Although Jucai Stone is always late, but never absent, the ancients never deceived me!

Fang Jun couldn't help stuffing the rose into Duan Huichuan's arms, and took him out excitedly. Boss Duan wondered a little, does this young master think that cash is more visually impactful than checks or cards?Hit a big wall of cash and put it at his door?

Soon, his doubts were answered.

Appearing in front of Duan Huichuan was a brand new Lexus black sports car, with smooth curves and seductive luster in the sunlight.

Fang Jun leaned against the car window like a young man in a car show, patted the roof of the car lightly, and took out the keys like a treasure.

"How about this generous gift? I think the car you drove last time was too broken. How could it be worthy of a master's car! An extraordinary and refined figure like you, Master Duan, must not look down on vulgar things like money. But I specially picked it for you, it’s cool and practical! It’s absolutely cool to drive out!”

Duan Huichuan: "..." I thank you but I'm just an ordinary person! !

He attentively observed the expression on Duan Huichuan's face, but he waited and waited, but the surprise and excitement he was expecting never appeared. Fang Jun's expression collapsed, and he said, "Don't you like this car?"

Before Duan Huichuan could speak, Fang Jun rolled his eyes and regrouped: "It's okay, I know that Master Duan's preferences cannot be judged by common sense! I also prepared this!"

As he spoke, he opened the trunk and carried out a transparent emerald Avalokitesvara statue with the size of a skull, and carefully placed it on the ground, sweating profusely.

"I found this Avalokitesvara statue through my father's relationship, and it took a lot of effort to find it. It was carved from a whole piece of natural emerald. I need money urgently, and I’m not willing to sell it to me.” Fang Jun babbled and showed off, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at Duan Huichuan expectantly, “How is it? Do you like it?”

Duan Huichuan stood there holding a large bouquet of gaudy roses, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, not knowing what expression to put on.

"Master Fang, I think..." Duan Huichuan thought about his words, and said slowly, "Maybe you have something for me..."

"No, no, no, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about you! I still like women!" Fang Jun blurted out like a nervous reflex in shock, and tried his best to clear up the relationship.

"...Misunderstanding." Duan Huichuan silently added the two words interrupted by the other party, and the strange silence caught people off guard.

The tide was rushing up, and Fang Jun's face suddenly turned red.

"Cough." Duan Huichuan put on a serious expression, and said solemnly, "Mr. Fang, you may have left some psychological shadows after being treated by the fox demon. I understand this very well. I sincerely advise you not to shy away from medical treatment. ah."

"I..." Fang Jun shrank his eyes. In front of this man, he seemed to be naked from now on, and he could pierce all the hidden thoughts he thought he had hidden at a glance.

Duan Huichuan finished clicking, his eyes fell on the luxury car, and he smiled slightly: "I appreciate your kindness, but I have a quirk, I only accept commissions, not gifts, if you really want to thank me, Just treat it as me accepting your commission and pay the corresponding reward."

"Oh." Fang Jun looked back at the gift he had carefully selected in disappointment, and whispered unwillingly, "Do you really want it?"

Duan Huichuan was inscrutable and shook his head.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes in my heart, I have to resell it after receiving it, how troublesome, second-hand can't sell at a high price, young people nowadays like to play tricks, it's not true at all, alas, the world is really declining, people's hearts are not good antiquity.

"Okay then." Seeing that there was nothing to do, Fang Jun still made the last point of dying, "The flowers must be kept, and they will wither if they are brought back."

Duan Huichuan thought that he hadn't received the reward yet, so he couldn't offend the benefactor too much. Bai Jian and Xiaochen also liked flowers, so he nodded without embarrassment: "Since it's not an expensive gift, then I'll accept it."

Fang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his trip was not in vain, and suddenly remembered a serious matter, and said anxiously: "Master Duan, I actually have one more thing to ask you when I come today. It's because my family got into trouble recently. Trouble, I thought about it, and only you have the ability to help our Fang family solve this matter."

As soon as Duan Huichuan heard that there was a big deal, an impeccable smile appeared on Duan Huichuan's lack of interest: "Is it a commission? No problem, as long as the salary is high enough, I will take anything."

A long car honking interrupted the conversation between the two. At some point behind the Lexus, a black Bentley drove up and was blocked at the intersection.

The car door opened, and a shiny leather shoe stepped out steadily, stepping on the ground, immediately revealing Yan Yijun's handsome and gentle face.

He was wearing a pure black custom-made suit. Even under the scorching sun, the collar of his shirt was tightly buttoned, like a priest in a church receiving prayers from believers, with a solemn and ascetic perfection.

Yan Yijun walked up to the two of them slowly, his eyes turned from their faces, and finally fell on the rose in Duan Huichuan's hand, with a half-smile on his lips: "Does Boss Duan take any orders? Coincidentally, I also have one here."

"Oh?" Duan Huichuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "If Doctor Yan needs my help, you can just tell me."

Yan Yijun looked at him with a smile: "Actually, it's not an important matter, but I thought you might be interested. My family's winery has recently brewed a new kind of fruit wine. Last time I saw you liked it very much. I don't know if there is any." Feel free to come to my winery to taste and give some advice."

"What do you call this entrustment? And obviously I came first, do you understand what it means to come first?"

Fang Jun rolled his eyes angrily when he heard the words. He remembered that this man was the honorary director of Hwaseong Hospital to whom Tang Jinjin was particularly attentive at the Tang Exhibition last time. Speaking of which, he was with Duan Huichuan at that time. I know each other, but I don't know what the relationship is.

Yan Yijun looked at Fang Jun playfully: "You are Young Master Fang from Jinzhong Mining. I remember seeing you at Ms. Tang's birthday party last time. You are Ms. Tang's fiancé, right? At that time, Young Master Fang was still confused by strange powers. God and feng shui are dismissive, why are they respected now?"

"I...haven't actually been engaged to Ms. Tang yet." Fang Jun was speechless for a while, and secretly spurned himself for trying to save face at the time, so he could only say embarrassingly, "I was young and ignorant at the time, but now that I have learned more, it is naturally different gone."

At this time, Fang Jun had already been labeled as the "silly multi-speed" funder on his forehead by Duan Huichuan. He smiled decently and asked kindly: "Master Fang, what happened to your Fang family recently?" What kind of trouble? What are you entrusting me with?"

Fang Jun hesitated for a moment: "It's a long story, I'd better trouble Master Duan to come to my house some other day, and I will tell you in detail."

"Alright." Duan Huichuan nodded in agreement, thinking that it seemed like a big deal.

"Then I'll take my leave first and wait for Master Duan to arrive." Fang Jun secretly glanced at Doctor Yan smugly, then moved the Guanyin statue back to the luxury car that was not given away, and walked away.

Leaving Yan Yijun and Duan Huichuan staring at each other across the bouquet of roses, the former was the first to break the silence: "Unexpectedly, Master Fang's taste is so special."

"Cough." Duan Huichuan suddenly felt a hot potato in his arms, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Are you really here to take me to wine tasting?"

"Of course. It's just that Boss Duan is busy with business, so I don't know when he will be free to show you the honor?"

Duan Huichuan smiled reservedly: "Of course other customers need to make an appointment, but since it's Dr. Yan's invitation, of course I'm free anytime."

Yan Yijun smiled, although the proposal was impromptu due to some inexplicable unhappiness, but now he was also vaguely looking forward to it.

He returned to the side of the car and personally pulled the co-driver away for him, and gracefully made a gesture of invitation: "Get in the car."

Yan Yijun drove Duan back to Sichuan and drove to his private winery.

It was a half-mountain villa, far away from the hustle and bustle of the urban area, full of greenery, and iced the broken light of the summer sun into a cup of green tea, and drank it all the way with the mountain wind blowing.

The back garden of the villa has been converted into half of a plantation. Rows of wooden fences are covered with dense branches, with dense branches and leaves, and ruddy and pleasant fruits hanging from the branches.

Duan Huichuan couldn't call out the name, but could only vaguely smell the fruity fragrance from the wind, which was as intoxicating as wine.

This villa seems to have been around for some years. The black tiles and red bricks are covered with ivy, and the emerald green leaves sway slightly in the wind.

The sun shines through the tree shadows and casts mottled and fine spots of light, jumping mischievously between Yan Yijun's eyebrows. Duan Huichuan's gaze inadvertently touched that smiling and peaceful face, and he felt that his eyelashes seemed too long, which was unbearable. I can't help but have the urge to measure.

Yan Yijun led Duan Huichuan along the grassy path, passing through the trestle-like grape vine trellis, the footsteps of the two echoed in the garden, the whole quiet mansion seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, and gradually became alive .

At the end of the path, a 30-year-old man with the appearance of a housekeeper stood at the gate and welcomed the two into the villa.

Different from the antique decoration style of Yan Yijun's house, this place seems to be a medieval castle. The sculpture with a sword standing against the wall looks like a knight who will be resurrected at any time.

Duan Huichuan visited the wine cellar and brewing pool as if he was on a horse and watched flowers, and finally the two sat down in the garden.

The butler has a stern face, silent but responsive.

He pushed the dining car over without making a sound, skillfully arranged the wine utensils and morning tea snacks for the two of them, and then retreated respectfully.

Yan Yijun poured a glass of red wine for the two of them. The purple wine was swirling in the glass, and the sweet and sour aroma was tangy.

"Come and taste the fruit wine brewed with the latest secret recipe."

Duan Huichuan took a sip, the sourness contained a bit of sweetness, and he could only feel the fragrance in his mouth and mouth, and the aftertaste was endless.

The wine made by Yan Yijun didn't know what kind of fruit was used as the raw material, and it seemed that it could always hit his taste buds. After one sip, he wanted to take another sip. When he recovered, he had already drank less than half of the glass.

"How does it taste?" Yan Yijun shook the wine glass lightly, only smelling it but not drinking it, looking at the man across the way with a smile in his eyes.

Duan Huichuan smacked his lips, and licked away a little moisture from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue: "It tastes better than last time."

Yan Yijun smiled as expected: "As long as you like it."

Duan Huichuan reluctantly put down his wine glass until the corners of his eyes were painted red, and asked, "You didn't call me here today just to taste the bar. Is there anything I can do for you? For the sake of our friendship, Serving you once for free."

Duan Huichuan leaned over and smiled mysteriously: "Just say it, don't be embarrassed! I can solve any trouble for you!"

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