I heard that you are my son's father

Originally planned to buy a new bed, but it was getting late, most of the shops in the city were closed, and it would be tomorrow at the earliest, so the prayers were silent, and these people discussed it.

There are many wing rooms, but except for a few of them who live in daily life, there are no beds in other rooms.

After discussing, they came to the banquet to ask for instructions: "Why don't you stay in the brother's room temporarily for one night, and I will buy you a new bed tomorrow morning. The brother's room is usually very tidy and clean."

"Yes." Qi Yan followed them to the first wing room on the west side. The cabin is very simple and elegant, but it is also very empty. There is a bed against the wall, a table by the window, a chair next to it, and a wooden wardrobe opposite. Nothing else.

There are not many things but they are neat and tidy, the moon white quilts are neatly stacked, there are pots and lamps on the table, and there is an inkstone next to the pen holder.

The windows of the room are all facing the courtyard, and the banquet turned around, and saw a small flower pot on the window next door, with pink and red azaleas blooming, very conspicuous and beautiful in this Taisu courtyard, and said: "Why isn't this room?"

The disciples hesitated for a moment, answered yes, and went to put it right away.

The banquet saw the clue: "What's wrong?"

The disciple who answered the question was named Wan Xiaoyuan: "Senior brother has never liked planting flowers and grass. I put several pots in his room before, and he always forgot to water them. He raised them to death..." Wan Xiaoyuan changed the subject , "But it's okay, I'll bring a few well-raised pots here first, and when the suzerain moves upstairs tomorrow, I'll move them up for you together."

"Forget it, just move upstairs tomorrow." Qi Yan looked up at the bright moon in the sky, it was already night, and the disciples bought cooked food when they went out to exchange money tickets, and everyone had already eaten, he asked, " Do you have anything else to do?"

Several people were waiting for him to arrange matters, and they wanted to come to the new official to take up the three fires. They always talked about the follow-up development of the sect and understood what value each person could bring. They all prepared a draft in their stomachs, but he only asked Everyone's name is not even asked about their origin, that's all.

The disciples winked at each other: "Then we are going to the main hall for the evening class. Shall the sect master come and see?" Most sects have morning and evening classes, singing scriptures and meditating.

"Don't look." Qi Yan walked into the room holding the fan. He came to find someone, not to promote the Title Yu sect.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief: "The suzerain, please rest early, you have something to call us." Wan Xiaoyuan added, "I live next door."

They left quickly, no one in this sect did the morning and evening classes seriously, the master has gone, there are so many rules, only the brothers do it occasionally.

But he often went out, and he didn't insist on it every day. Today, everyone wanted to put on a show, but the suzerain didn't care about it, which would be great.

With the light of the moon, the courtyard is like a cage of tulle, and the lights under the porch are lit, casting mottled shadows. This small courtyard in the middle of the bustling city, at night, has a unique sense of tranquility.

Qi Yan sighed slightly in the room: "There are no children here."

A golden hammer the size of a thumb slowly crawled from his sleeve to his shoulder, blending with the layers of gold silk embroidery on the clothes, and whispered in his ear: "It's not convenient to bring a child here, I'm afraid Daoist Lu didn't keep him with him, maybe he was fostered elsewhere."

The little golden hammer came from another world, and was responsible for smashing counterfeit goods in some kind of treasure appraisal show. Later, it smashed a porcelain bottle by mistake, and a puff of smoke came out, and it passed through.

It belongs to the same clan as the Banquet, and relies on the spiritual power of the Banquet to move. The sound cannot be heard by ordinary people, but the Banquet does not need to be opened, and can talk to it in consciousness. this form.

"I think so, I don't know if he still remembers me, and if he is willing to let me see the child." Qi Yan said.

Little Golden Hammer thought for a moment: "Why doesn't the Lord ask these disciples for information?"

"These disciples should have been here for a long time, but they obviously don't recognize me. It can be seen that when I was in contact with the little Taoist priest, I had never been to the Yuyu Sect, nor had I met them."

The room was too tidy to move things around. He didn't pull the bedding, and leaned on the bed halfway with his clothes on. Seeing that the lights in the opposite rooms were turned off one by one, he also flicked out the candles on the table with a wave of his sleeve, and the room fell. It was dark, and he slowly fell asleep.

At night, there was a wind under the porch, blowing the lamp to shake it once and for all, and there were slight footsteps approaching, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The door was opened and closed, and the person who came came moved very lightly, for fear of making a little noise.

The night is dark, and the banquet is not afraid of the dark night, so you can still see clearly.

The man was wearing a gray-blue long gown. He walked to the table. He seemed unsteady. He slowly put down a small bundle and a sword. Come by the bed.

Her long hair was like ink, tied with a wooden hairpin, her bun was slightly messy, and a few strands of hair brushed her slightly pale cheeks.

The visitor raised his hand to brush his hair, his eyes looked cold under the moonlight, and his thin figure approached step by step.

The breath of praying for the banquet was slightly stagnant, thinking of the flower whose branch was tottering but refused to be blown down by the wind for no reason.

He said softly, "Director Lu, are you back?"

The visitor stopped abruptly, quickly grabbed the sword on the table, drew the blade out of its sheath, and brought a blast of wind against the door of the banquet: "Who is it?"

"I am your Taoist companion." Qi Yan smiled and pushed his sword away, and by the way lowered his eyebrows and glanced at it. This is a mahogany sword. The French seal is very sharp, and when it comes out of the sheath, it reveals the power of shock.

Nowadays, there are ultimatums for monsters and other aliens to come and go in the human world. Wearing them on the body can hide the aura of aliens, so that capable people and strangers in the world will not find out.

And this sword can pierce the effect of the ultimatum and identify evil spirits. It is a good sword for tyranny of demons.

But of course there was nothing he could do to pray for the banquet, and it was impossible to recognize his evil spirit.

"Nonsense!" The sword that had been pushed away by the visitor swiped at Qi Yan's neck with his backhand.

Qi Yan clamped the blade of the sword with two fingers and pulled it back. The person who came was not paying attention and did not let go in time. The person who comes catches it.

The opponent raised his hand to fight back, he pulled his wrist and pressed him on the bed, and saw him raise his leg to attack again.

So the whole person leaned over, restrained him, covered his mouth, waved his sleeves and lit the candle: "Don't shout, I have something to say to you alone."

The candlelight slowly lit up the dark room, his face gradually became clear, Lu Qingyu couldn't move, looked at him angrily and panickedly.

Qi Yan asked earnestly, "Do you recognize me?"

There was a bit of doubt in the eyes of the people below him.

"This is really important to me. I have no malice. Tell me well. I have met your disciples. You still have some profound skills, but they don't have any. You are no match for me. Calling them will only cost their lives in vain, it's best not to wake them up." He slowly let go of his hand.

As expected, Lu Qingyu didn't make a big noise, and whispered: "I don't know you."

"So, you don't remember me." Qi Yan was slightly stunned, then he probably raised his hand a bit more when he left, and also erased the memory of the Taoist leader.

It is easy to erase memories, but it is not a matter of raising your hand to restore them.

He wanted to ask again, but the little golden hammer reminded in time: "My lord, he doesn't remember you, and you are like a stranger to him. It is impossible for him to admit to you that he has a child. Asking him now, I'm afraid it will backfire. Scared him away."

"What should I do?"

"If the memory can't be retrieved so quickly, just take it step by step and let him have a good impression of you first."

"Okay." He dismissed the question of the child's whereabouts, and said to his subordinates, "You don't know me because you lost your memory. You and I used to be Taoist companions. I came here to find you. What do you want, as long as I can do it , just say it.”

Lu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, trying to break free but was crushed tightly: "I don't have amnesia, I really don't know you."

"It's okay, as long as you know our relationship, I won't force you to do anything."

Lu Qingyu gritted his teeth: "I really don't have amnesia!"

"Actually, I don't think I have amnesia, but it's true." Qi Yan tugged the hair on his forehead lightly, "Taoist, don't worry, we will have a long time to come."

Lu Qingyu: "..."

Does he not understand human speech?

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that the Yu Yuzong has been bought by me, and I will be the suzerain from now on." Qi Yan let go of his hand slightly.

Unexpectedly, this loose, Lu Qingyu got a chance, pushed him suddenly, got out of bed in a panic and picked up the mahogany sword, the shocked expression on his face became even more shocking: "You bought the Yiyu sect?"

"What's wrong?"

"My master just hasn't returned, he's not immortal, he is the suzerain!"

"Oh." Qi Yan sat on the bed and spread his hands, his smiling brow revealed a bit of romance under the candlelight, "Your master sold it."

"Impossible!" Lu Qingyu's sword hand trembled.

The banquet slowly took out the paper deed signed by the master.

The face of the person in front of him paled instantly.

After listening to Qi Yan's detailed description of the daytime scene, his thoughts gradually became trance, and his footsteps became weak. He took a step back, and after a long while, he came back to his senses. Without saying a word, he grabbed his sword and turned to walk out.

There was only one candle dancing in front of the window in the wing room, it was impossible for the juniors to sleep so early, most of them gathered together to shake the dice.

Lu Qingyu approached the brightly lit room and was about to open the door, when someone mentioned him inside: "Say, how can we explain that the senior brother is back?"

"Let's be honest."

"It's hard for senior brother to trust Master so much and has been waiting for him to come back. Can he accept it? By the way, why does Master owe so much money?"

"Li Yuanwai opened a gambling shop, and most likely it is a gambling debt. We know people and face, but we don't know the heart. We have never met Master. Who knows who he is."

"I don't think senior is unreasonable. Besides, he also knows how to show kindness. He was seriously ill a few years ago, and we went bankrupt to treat him. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to afford the tens of thousands of taels. This suzerain is not much better than Li Yuanwai, senior brother will not let us really have no place to live, right?"

Lu Qingyu stopped knocking on the door, and faced the wind in the corridor in silence for a long time, until midnight, when he walked back to his room without a sound.