This Venerable One Really Didn't Abandon My Familiar

【Prologue】

The sky was dark.

The wind and sand swept across the world, and the dust and blood mist all over the sky merged into a bottomless vortex in the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, as if it wanted to swallow all the houses, cars, horses, mountains and forests within sight.

Feng Ci stood facing the wind amidst the hustle and bustle, looking into the depths of the vortex.

There was a thin figure standing there.

The black robe was empty in the strong wind, and the long hair hanging down his waist showed an unhealthy withered color, and a thin and pale hand stretched out from the robe.

As if sensing Feng Ci's gaze, the man suddenly turned his head, revealing a pair of gilded eyes under the hood.

He looked at Feng Ci from a distance, his eyes seemed to be happy, but also seemed to be a little ironic.

——"You are late."

The world was overturned in an instant.

Feng Ci suddenly woke up.

Insects buzzed endlessly in his ears, Feng Ci closed his eyes in the dazzling sunlight, and heard the people beside him talking.

"Next, why don't you continue talking?"

It was a six or seven-year-old boy who was speaking, looking at him with bright eyes.

There were a few friends of the same age around the boy, and they all began to urge: "That's right, tell me quickly, what happened to that holy one?"

Feng Ci sat on a bench in the park, her slender arms resting on the back of the bench.He tugged at the loose neckline, and let out a light breath with this movement: "What else can I do, the Qianqiu sage defeated the big devil, retired after success, and retired."

"...That's it?" The little boy who spoke at the beginning was obviously a little disappointed.

Feng Ci asked him: "Then what do you think should be?"

"You should marry a beautiful daughter-in-law and have a few more children!" said the little boy, "It's written like this in novels."

"It's just..." Someone even agreed.

Feng Ci let out a chuckle, and tapped the little boy's forehead: "How old are you, you think about all these things all day long."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shout came from not far away: "Feng Ci, what nonsense stories are you telling the dolls again, they haven't finished their homework yet!"

The caller was a fat middle-aged woman. She walked over while unfastening the apron on her waist, and yelled at the group of bastards: "Everyone go eat!"

The cubs scattered.

Before the little boy left, he took a lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it to Feng Ci: "I'll come back tomorrow, you remember to give Qianqiu Shengzun a better ending!"

Feng Ci opened his mouth, but the little boy ran away without waiting for him to speak.

Feng Ci shook his head helplessly, tore off the candy wrapper and put the candy in his mouth.

"I said, can you do something serious?" the woman reprimanded with her waist pierced.

Next to this civic park is a large-scale orphanage. Those children just now are all orphans in the orphanage.

The women are the nurses of the orphanage.

Originally, some orphans and elderly people in the orphanage liked to stroll in this park, but I don't know when a young man came here.

In his early twenties, he looks handsome, but he is not very serious. He always likes to gather a group of children to listen to him tell stories.

Generals of the interstellar empire, researchers of the future world, and the appointment of kings and ministers in troubled times, it sounds like the truth, and it can be said for a day.Among them, what I like to tell the most is the fantasy story of Qianqiu Shengzun who calmed down the world and saved the common people.

As a result, the children in the courtyard are not in the mood to go to class now, looking forward to finding Fengci to listen to stories every day.

Although Feng Ci usually does nothing, but he is easy-going, and his temperament is very different from the idle gangsters on the street.

Therefore, women don't dislike him, but rather hate iron for being weak.

"I said, while you are still young, it would be great to find a job. Why are you just like the old man in the yard all day long, and you only know how to walk birds, enjoy flowers and go to the park?"

Feng Ci had sugar in his mouth, and his speech was a bit vague: "Then why doesn't the old man go to work?"

"He's retired."

"I'm retired too." Feng Ci spread his hands, his face full of innocence, "I've been retired for many years."

The woman couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

Feng Ci wandered around here for a few days, and the woman had of course inquired about his origin.He never shy away from talking about himself, but the problem is, he said he came from another world, he said he had saved thousands of lives, he said he was chosen by heaven, and he lived forever.

Only fools believe.

Feng Ci's eyes were sincere: "I really didn't lie to you..."

There are countless large and small spaces in this world that are independent of each other, and Feng Ci collectively calls them the Sumeru World.There are three thousand Sumeru worlds, and the time flow and social development of each world are different, and there is no intersection.

Feng Ci is from another world.

"Forget it, I'm leaving anyway." Feng Ci stood up, patted the hem of his clothes, "I won't hinder your eyes from now on."

The woman was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

"Go to work." Feng Ci tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with a smile, "In your terms, should it be called retirement and re-employment?"

If you receive the gift of heaven, you should obey the orders.

The way of heaven bestowed on Fengci the supreme Taoism, immortality, and the ability to predict catastrophes and catastrophes.His responsibility is to put down those calamities.The last time this ability appeared was 3000 years ago, when the demons invaded, the world was about to face a catastrophe that was almost wiped out.

And the most recent time, just now.

After 3000 years of retirement, he still has to be dragged back to work. It's still miserable for him.

Feng Ci chewed the candy in two or three bites, tossed the candy stick lightly, and threw it into the trash can in the distance without any mistakes, then turned around and said to the woman, "Tell me for me, I won't be coming from tomorrow on."

"what?"

Feng Ci said this lightly, as if the so-called parting was just a silly joke like he usually talked about his own background.

But his expression was very serious, and there was no hint of a joke on his face.

"Then you..." The woman felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, she paused, "Will you come back in the future?"

"Who knows."

Not to mention the difference in time flow between the two worlds, no one can guarantee that the whole body will not retreat in the face of a catastrophe.

Life and death are uncertain, but Feng Ci didn't show any sadness or reluctance on his face. On the contrary, when he talked about these things, his tone was relaxed and cheerful, and his eyes were slightly bright.

As if it were something to be happy about for him.

"Let's go." Feng Ci waved his hand, turned and walked in another direction.

"Huh? You—"

The woman didn't expect him to walk so freely, subconsciously wanted to stop him, but didn't know what to say.In a blink of an eye, the person was gone.

A bleak autumn wind suddenly blows over the artificial lake, causing ginkgo trees to fly around the lake, covering the ground with gold.

Feng Ci just disappeared in this autumn wind.

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