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When Yan Yijun opened his eyes, the old-fashioned incandescent lamps on the ceiling were dazzlingly bright, and the pale light expanded at the edge of the viewing angle.

The sun shone in from outside the window. It turned out that it was the second day, and the small village fell into silence again. Only the sound of the wind blowing the wind chimes could be heard in the distance. It seemed that they were the only three living people left in the whole village.

"Doctor Yan, you're finally awake!" It was Bai Jian's voice, "Oh, it's my fault, I didn't expect that you didn't walk through the marriage hole together hand in hand."

Marriage hole?

Before he fully recovered from the dream, Yan Yijun patted his swollen head with his fingers, barely stood up, he frowned and looked around, only Bai Jian was looking at him with a sad face beside him, his facial features were all Hurry up.

"Where's Huichuan?" The name blurted out subconsciously, and the memory before coma finally came back clearly.

That's right, they were originally in front of the banyan tree cave, and Duan Huichuan wanted to go to the tree cave alone to have a look. He just walked into the cave entrance, and unexpectedly fainted to the ground!

Shocked, Yan Yijun hurried forward to help him, but he didn't expect that the tree hole was really strange, as if there was a strange suction tearing him, even he was dizzy for a while. Go back to Sichuan and pull it out.

Then, he fell unconscious.

"Where is Huichuan?" Yan Yijun got up and got out of bed, Bai Jian hurriedly supported him, and pointed to the next door.

Duan Huichuan was lying quietly on a bamboo bed, Yan Yijun sat down next to the edge of the bed and held his wrist.

The long and gentle witch power slowly poured into his body, and traveled along the meridians to the whole body. He carefully felt the feedback of the witch power, and there was nothing wrong with the opponent's aura being strong and calm.

Yan Yijun was a little relieved, but the frown was not completely relaxed, why did Huichuan become unconscious?What is going on?

He looked solemnly at Bai Jian, who shrank her neck a little guiltyly, lowered her head, like a child who was caught doing something wrong: "Sorry, it's my fault, I caused the boss to be like this..."

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with that banyan tree?" Yan Yijun's calm tone revealed awe-inspiring majesty.

The wind passing through the hall seemed to be intimidated by his light questioning, and did not dare to make mistakes.

Bai Jian said submissively: "The pair of banyan tree holes are called Marriage Caves. They are very magical. If couples pass through the tree holes together, they can see the sweet scene of two people together. That's why everyone says that the tree holes can let couples see what they want to see most. I didn't lie about the picture I saw."

Yan Yijun already realized where the problem was, stroked his forehead, and asked, "What will happen if you walk alone?"

Bai Jian glanced at the boss who had been asleep all night, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "If you walk alone, you will see some things you don't want to see. The specifics vary from person to person. The most common thing is to fall into a nightmare. We Except for children who strayed into the village, almost no one would do this, I thought you would definitely be together, so... forgot to tell you."

Yan Yijun's hand holding the man's wrist was imperceptibly tight, and he frowned and said, "Then when will he wake up?"

"It's hard to say, but it won't exceed three days at most. The boss is so powerful, he might wake up in one day." Bai Jian said embarrassingly.

The last thing I want to see... What will I see when I return to Sichuan?

Yan Yijun looked back at him, the man was breathing steadily, but his eyebrows were furrowed from time to time in his sleep, his lips were slightly parted, and he couldn't tell what he was talking about.

It's okay to see anything, as long as you don't see those things...

The fingertips caressed the other person's face, but the thousands of gullies between the brows could not be ironed out.

Yan Yijun sighed silently, suppressing all the uneasiness and worry that could not be expressed in words, some kind of unclear emotion was brewing in the deep black eyes, and it seemed that only Qi Qi remained when it was opened.

"Brother Bai." Yan Yijun stood up and walked out, nodding his chin at Bai Jian to signal him to follow.

Bai Jian anxiously followed him to the balcony, the sunlight slanted in from under the rain eaves, Yan Yijun stood against the light, leaving him with a back that looked like he was standing upright.

The long silence made Bai Jian a little cramped and nervous. He lowered his head to study the rust stains on the railing, and finally couldn't help but say: "Doctor Yan, I really didn't mean to harm the boss. If you are unhappy, beat me and scold me." It's okay, never fight back!"

"I'm not blaming you for this." Yan Yijun shook his head, his knuckle fingers lightly brushed against the shadow of the railing, and finally stopped in the sunlight, gradually warming up his cold hand.

"Then you call me..." Bai Jian looked up at him suspiciously.

"Actually, have you noticed the abnormality of this village?" Yan Yijun turned around and cut straight to the point. His expression was hidden in the backlight, but Bai Jian still felt two serious and deep gazes looking straight into her. fundus.

All of a sudden, the surroundings were completely silent, all the concealment was meaningless, he seemed to be standing naked in front of Yan Yijun, any secret became a joke in the eyes of the other party.

Bai Jian was almost overwhelmed by some kind of pressure, subconsciously trying to avoid the other party's gaze.After a long time, he sighed deeply: "I didn't want to hide it from you, I just don't know how to say it."

"Before I was born, this is what it looks like now. It's like a box turned upside down. During the day, the box is painted and the inside is invisible. At night, when the sun sets, the box becomes transparent, but everyone is still in the box. , the box couldn’t be opened, and everyone couldn’t get out. Over time, everyone got used to forgetting that they were in the box…”

"The box?" Yan Yijun thought thoughtfully, "This metaphor is quite appropriate. What about you? Are you not in the box?"

Bai Jian slowly shook her head: "I don't know, but I seem to be different from other people. My family is against me leaving the village. They are afraid of the world outside the box and that I will be in danger. However, I don't want to stay in the village all the time. Inside the box, I want to see my family in the sun too."

As if touched by a certain word, Yan Yijun's eyes were slightly moved. He looked deeply at Bai Jian: "You asked us to come to the village as guests, but you actually wanted to ask us to go back to Sichuan to find a solution?"

Bai Jian nodded dejectedly: "Actually, I ran away from home because I wanted to visit an expert in the world. I happened to see the recruitment advertisement of the boss's office, and immediately applied for it. I thought that the boss is so powerful that he must have a way to help you." I, but I didn't expect that because of my negligence, I hurt the boss..."

The more he spoke, the more sad he became, his eyebrows sank, as if he was about to cry in the next second, Yan Yijun pinched the center of his brows helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense, he's just lethargic, and he's not on the intensive care bed."

"Oh, yes..." Bai Jian sniffed, "Then you stay with the boss, and I'll go downstairs to get you something to eat."

Yan Yijun went back to the bamboo bed and sat down, Duan Huichuan was not very stable in his dream, his eyeballs kept moving under his eyelids, he should wake up soon.

He held the man's hand, and his fingertips carefully traced the texture of the palm. It was warm and dry, just like the way he hugged him many years ago...

For the witches and dragons who have a long lifespan, practice is a never-ending thing.

The Sacrificial Pagoda in Longyuan Realm is a special place, where only those with outstanding talents are accepted, regardless of their origin or race.

At that time, the rebellion of the Wu tribe had been suppressed, and the Dragon Emperor did not continue to kill them all. The remaining sinners of the Wu tribe were torn apart, some wandered around, some were thrown into the sacrificial tower, and those who did not want to surrender crossed the void and hid in the human world.

Yan Yijun was accepted as a disciple by the high priest as a member of the Wu tribe, so he was naturally hated by others.

But the Sacrificial Pagoda is a place where strength is respected. After a few guys who were looking for trouble in secret died for no apparent reason, and no trace of evidence could be found. Gradually, no one dared to underestimate this quiet-looking man.

In the sacrificial tower, the sun and the moon are flying like shuttles, and when you come back to your senses, time has already passed by for many years.

Yan Yijun, who used to be indifferent and reticent, has become more gentle and gentle through the years of polishing, and the city has become more and more hidden. Even those disciples who secretly hate and curse him, when they see him face to face, they must respectfully say a word. brother.

Only one person is different, oh no, it is a dragon.The sacrificial pagoda doesn't ask about the origin, and because the dragon clan keeps secret, all the disciples have many guesses about the little golden dragon's life experience, but no one knows what its identity is.

Ever since the high priest hand-picked Yan Yijun to teach Huichuan, the noble little golden dragon, he has gained a little tail, following up and out all day, mischievous, and in just a short time, he has become a sacrificial tower The famous one bully.

Getting into trouble is a common occurrence, and if you don't fight for three days, you will have to go to the house to expose the tiles.After being sued by the sufferer, he turned his head and threw himself into Yan Yijun's arms, because someone would settle it for him anyway.

Such a bear is all used to it.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the two-headed body who used to be fierce and fierce at the beginning is now also slack, and has grown into a handsome and handsome young man.

Talented and tyrannical, but also with a noble status, he was popular among countless boys and girls in Jita. When it comes to people in Jita, he considers him the second, and no one dares to recognize him as the first.

Seeing that the coming-of-age ceremony of the Dragon Clan was about to arrive, every day there were people rushing to join him. His Highness Huichuan was so annoyed that he hid on a sycamore tree in the garden, dangling one leg and basking in the sun.

Yan Yijun found him easily, standing under the tree in a tulle green dress, his bundled black hair and light clothes swayed in the wind, like thick and thin green ink, blurred and drawn on the rice paper to form a clump of tall and straight bamboo.

Huichuan peeked out half of his head from the treetops, saw him, took out a handful of lotus seeds from his bosom, and tossed it to him like a treasure: "Purple heart lotus, just picked, it's so sweet."

Yan Yijun looked down at the lotus seeds in the palm of his hand, which seemed to be stained with someone's saliva, he was both angry and helpless: "The old priest asked you to collect thunder seeds and practice purple lotus thunder seal, and you will conceive within a whole year." How many of these are you secretly eating?"

Huichuan lazily leaned against the tree trunk, and said confidently: "Anyway, their final destination is also in my body. If you eat them early, you will be born early. Don't you want to eat them? Then give them back to me."

Yan Yijun pursed his lips, calmly put the lotus seeds into his sleeves: "Aren't you coming down?"

Huichuan lowered his head to measure the distance from the treetop to the ground, and looked at him aggrievedly: "It's too high, what if the skin is broken?"

"..." Yan Yijun raised his eyebrows, looked at the treetops that couldn't even reach the wall, and someone's invulnerable dragon scales, and finally opened his arms to him helplessly, with a tone of connivance and pampering And Qifen sweet: "Jump down, brother will follow you."

The young man chuckled, jumped down from the treetops, and flung himself into the opponent's arms very skillfully, like a bird returning to its nest.

Yan Yijun was rushed back a few steps by his strength, hugged him in a circle, his arms were tightly drawn, as if he was holding a hidden treasure.

"My coming-of-age ceremony, what gift does senior brother plan to give me?" Hui Chuan lay beside his ear, his warm breath playfully plucking the earlobe.

There was a tinge of red behind Yan Yijun's ears. He looked down at the young man who had already reached his shoulders, smiled slightly, and couldn't help but kissed his forehead: "I will give you whatever you want, brother..."

What about later?

The memory of the coming-of-age ceremony seems to be less real, and I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to recall it.

There was a slight movement in the palm of his hand, Yan Yijun woke up from the trance, turned his head to look at the sleeping man on the bamboo bed, his frowning brows relaxed inadvertently: "Are you awake? Have you had a nightmare?"

Duan Huichuan opened his eyes in a daze, and he hadn't completely woken up from the nightmare. When he heard the question, he muttered, "It seems like I dreamed that someone kissed me..."

Yan Yijun: "..."

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