Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

Cheng Yunzhi returned to his hut in the city and closed the door.

He pulled the bamboo chair, and the sleeve robe was scattered on the handle. He raised his hand and pressed his fingers on his forehead, obviously not having much strength to speak.

The cold touch of the stone wall still lingered on his forehead, and even his fingers followed him to lower the temperature little by little.

The little junior brother looked dazed, looking around without any acquaintances by his side, he just felt that the wind by the window was very cold, making his cheeks ache.

Cheng Yunzhi stood up and reached out to close the window.

When she turned around, she saw Gu Yan standing by the table, her eyes fixed on the cold dishes on the table.

After a year of acquaintance, Cheng Yuzhi turned a blind eye to his arrival.

Junior Brother Cheng came over listlessly and motioned to him: "Please, friends, please eat, I can't eat so much by myself."

Gu Yan really reached for the chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "How does it taste?"

He has never cooked since he was a child, and he is careful when cutting vegetables. He can cut a dish for 2 minutes, wishing that the knife and fingers are two feet away.

It's just that I was brave when I put the oil into the pan, and threw it into it with a clatter, and then lifted the lid of the pan to crackle and stir-fry everywhere, without daring to look into it.

Over the past few months, he has gradually become proficient in cooking, and can quickly cut beautiful shredded vegetables.

Of course, the taste is still the same, not much improved.

This time the dishes were carefully fried by Cheng Yunzhi, and they were also beautifully arranged. He placed two pairs of chopsticks and bowls on both sides of the dining table, respectfully put them away, and imitated the posture of others when entering a temple, and sincerely paid respects. Bye.

He prayed: Let Xiao Cheng's senior brother come back and eat the food cooked by Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng... knows how to cook.

Gu Yan took a bite and nodded.

Cheng Yuzhi immediately poked his head over and shouted happily: "How is it? This time I not only put salt, but also patted garlic in. I used expensive oil..."

The snow-clothed man flicked his long sleeves, and he was in front of him in a blink of an eye: "Well done."

Xiao Cheng was triumphant: "Of course, the dishes I, Cheng Yuzhi cook, can't be delicious..."

As he spoke, his momentum weakened.

Look at the gradually darkening sky outside, and the dishes on the table that have long lost heat.

He smiled, and stuffed the bowl into Gu Yan's hands as if nothing had happened: "Eat, eat, if you don't eat, it will be a waste."

They only exchanged names three months ago.

Cheng Yuzhi only felt that the name Gu Yan was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

This is because I've been in the mortal world for a long time, and I haven't heard the names of all the famous Taoist monarchs.

If you live in some sects, you may have to keep the names of Taoist monarchs secret and memorize them backwards to ensure that you can recognize them at the first sight.

And Cheng Yuzhi's reaction was: "Gu Yan? Such a familiar name. Could it be..."

Gu Yan raised his face and looked at him calmly.

Xiao Cheng turned pale with shock: "Could it be that you are the owner of that restaurant in the west of the city?! I remember it was called a banquet..."

The man in snow clothes held the chopsticks in his hand and picked up the food for him.

"It's time to eat," Gu Yan said softly, "Don't make up stories while eating."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

He ate his food intermittently, his eyes fell on Gu Yan unknowingly.

Gu Yan, he looked at it for several days, and almost saw every angle of this face.But no matter how he looked at it, he still felt that this appearance was completely imprinted on his heart.

Before he realized what he wanted, he felt that he liked girls just like others.

now...

Xiao Cheng propped his chin with a smile: "A Yan, you are so pretty."

It is the kind of beauty that can make your heart beat at a glance.

"If I can find friends in the future, I'm afraid I have to grow up like you to be able to catch them." Cheng Yunzhi sighed.

Gu Yan put down the chopsticks, frowned lightly, strangely sad, strangely beautiful.

Xianjun has also learned to speak softly recently, and Xiao Cheng is the most effective way to coax him: "Looking for friends? I'm afraid that's rare." Or you can't find them.

Cheng Yunzhi: "Hey, so, just think about it, dream, who wouldn't know it."

There was the sound of chopsticks knocking lightly from the other end of the dining table, and Cheng Yunzhi felt the table shake, which made his hands itch.

Gu Yan came from the other end, neatly and simply, and sat beside him.

This Gu Langjun was not shy at all, he looked straight at Cheng Yuzhi: "What do you think of me?"

According to his guess, at such a short distance, Xiao Cheng may be temporarily confused by him, and then slowly agree to him...

Cheng Yunzhi said: "You are my brother!"

Gu Yan: "..."

Before falling asleep at night, Cheng Yunzhi sat on the bed with bare feet, his outer robe had been taken off, and it was hung on the back of the bamboo chair beside him.

His hair has also grown a lot, and it can even hang down on the bed, like a handful of bottomless sinking water.

Cheng Yuzhi took out the transparent mirror, unexpectedly Gu Yan also took out a mirror on the other side.

Now it's amazing!Xiao Cheng said, "Why do you have a mirror?"

Gu Yan looked at the mirror in his hand, turned around, and showed him: "It's a transparent mirror."

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I am also... Ming..."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

He lowered his head, looked at the mirror that was broken into pieces and was forcibly put back together by him, then looked at the brand new and undamaged mirror in Gu Yan's hand, and took a deep breath.

Cheng Yuzhi: "Do you think the broken transparent mirror is still useful?"

Gu Yan: "Maybe not."

Cheng Yuzhi: "Look at me, do you look like someone who can't tell lies?"

Xiao Cheng finally remembered, good guy, it turned out that this "good brother" was the fairy who wanted to snatch him back to Xuantianzong more than ten years ago!Cut off!

Cheng Yuzhi blurted out: "Brother! More than ten years have passed, and I still haven't given up yet!"

Gu Yan: "..."

The snow-clothed man only took a step forward, and Cheng Yuzhi's vision blurred, and he saw Gu Yan approaching, only a foot away from him.

He raised his head in a daze, and seeing Gu Yan's fairy-like face, the tip of his nose turned red.

Gu Yan said: "I never gave up."

"It's you, have you changed your mind?" He thought for a while, and then called him affectionately, "Yeah?"

On the other side of the bed, Cheng Yuzhi said sharply, "It's a beautiful idea."

"I have to belong to the master, not yours." Xiao Cheng snorted softly and said, suddenly realized something was wrong, and poked his head vigilantly, "You have to call me 'Mr. Cheng'."

Gu Yan said: "Young Master Cheng."

Cheng Yunzhi: "If you had come to me earlier, maybe I would be willing to pack up with my senior brother and go to Xuantianzong. Now, it's too late."

Gu Yan was silent.

In the early days, the realm had not yet reached perfection, so how could he be willing to see his death with such a flawed appearance.

While sleeping, although everything was the same as usual, Cheng Yuzhi still felt that there was always a gaze coming from the other side of the room.

He quietly turned over and looked at the low couch not far away.

Gu Yan was sitting on it with a shabby futon, and was meditating.

The moonlight quietly sprinkled down from the window and fell on his side face, which looked cold and plain.

Cheng Yuzhi suddenly said: "If Senior Brother never comes out of the customs, I will wait for him for three years."

Gu Yan opened his eyes and looked over: "Three years?"

Cheng Yunzhi rolled over and lay on his back on the bed, with one arm behind his head.

"Someone Cheng can't slack off and waste time here," Cheng Yuzhi said calmly, "Brother would not want to see me like this, wasting my qualifications."

"If you haven't left the customs for three years, Cheng will go out for a walk, go to other places, and visit some sects to improve your cultivation; but if the senior brother can get out of the customs, it will be great."

He turned over suddenly, put his face against the pillow, and said sadly in a low voice: "You Xuantian Sect, will you welcome such an unpopular sect like me?"

Gu Yan: "Yes. Our disciples have good conduct and will welcome you warmly."

Cheng Yunzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Nine months passed, Cheng Yunzhi knocked on the stone wall, wiped off the dust from the scratches on the stone wall, and solemnly carved another stroke.

Almost a year later, Cheng Yuzhi came to this stone wall again.

There was no one behind him, Gu Yan went back to his Xuantianzong, not knowing what to do.

Cheng Yuzhi was alone, and came to visit his senior brother who was still in retreat.

Cheng Yunzhi swept the ashes on the ground, sat down, and muttered something to the stone wall.

It's nothing more than "Senior Brother, you see that my cultivation base has improved a lot, and I will be surprised when you come out", "Senior Brother, you see, I bought you your favorite osmanthus cake, but if you are not here, Senior Brother, I will be surprised." Eat it yourself" and so on.

After reading for a long time, he pricked up his ears and pressed them against the stone wall, listening for movements inside.

Nothing, he left, packed his things, and prepared to go down the mountain.

Maybe the next time he comes up, he will find that the stone wall is open, and the senior brother is waiting for him standing in the cave where he lived before.

Cheng Yunzhi carried the oiled paper bag in his hand and walked slowly down the mountain.

The sky was getting darker, but it was not the darkness of night, but was covered by layers of dark clouds, swallowing up all the light.

It is going to rain.

Rumbling--

The sound of thunder seemed to answer the answer in his heart, and it rang at the right time. It was very close and very loud.

Raindrops fell and hit Cheng Yunzhi's eyelids, he wiped them off dissatisfied, took out an umbrella from the mustard bag, and opened it to cover himself.

However, soon, he realized that the direction of the thunder was wrong.

What, it's completely bright today?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing more and more urgently. Before anyone could react, they rushed towards Cheng Yunzhi's face, making him covered in water and almost lost his footing.

Cheng Yuzhi looked back, and stared blankly at the thunder being contained in the sky, slowly moving towards the top of the mountain.

Cheng Yuzhi shivered, put the umbrella away regardless of it, and threw it casually, facing the wind and rain all over his head, he was about to run on the way back just now.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!!!" He shouted hoarsely, trying his best to climb up.

It's Thunder Cloud, Thunder Calamity!

Brother is going to cross the catastrophe and break through the Nascent Soul!

He wiped off the rainwater all over his face, and it was wet, covering his whole body under the water layer, unable to see the color of the sky, and even his vision became blurred.

One foot at a time, stepping on the stone slabs of the mountain path.

The higher you go, the harder it gets.

Lei Jie seemed to realize that someone wanted to break into the range of Du Jie, so he symbolically slashed a path in front of Cheng Yun, splitting the stone slab in front of him.

Cheng Yuzhi suddenly stopped in place, realizing that God was warning him not to move forward.

However, that was Senior Brother, Senior Senior Brother was alone, without even a decent magic weapon on him...

Cheng Yunzhi took a deep breath, and took another step firmly!

Boom! ! !

It's the sound of sea water rushing indiscriminately!

Cheng Yunzhi looked back in shock, and saw the flood in the town below the mountain, and the houses were like fragile tiles, which could be broken at the first knock, collapsing layer upon layer.

Someone shouted: "...the embankment has collapsed——"

The seawater-proof dykes were broken like paper under the fierce seawater.

Behind him, the thunder was still ringing, one after another.

Thunderstorm clouds covered the entire sky, and the rain dripped down on the ground along Cheng Yunzhi's long hair.

He called softly: "Senior brother."

Under the thunder disaster, no one responded to him.

Cheng Yunzhi finally pulled out his footsteps, but ran down the mountain. He ran faster and faster, almost flying, stepped on the long sword, and rushed towards the town down the mountain like an arrow.

How many can be saved counts!

Senior brother, please, please pass through the thunder calamity smoothly.