The big boss of metaphysics is sick again, and Fu Shaoqi is lucky to continue his life

"What worked? Come back?"

A girl blocked the boy's way.

The little boy said: "The astrolabe...the astrolabe is lit...our god is back!"

"What did you say!" The girl was horrified: "The astrolabe is on? It's a success! I'll notify the master right away!"

Not daring to delay, he went straight to Xuanbing Cave.

Realm Xuanbing Cave.

The thousand-year-old black ice coffin is stored in the mysterious ice cave, which can keep the corpse from decaying.

The girl rushed into the Xuanbing Cave, where the four seasons are as cold as falling into an ice cave.

The girl shivered in a thin dress, and a man sat quietly on the futon in the center of the cave.

The man was wearing a white Taoist robe, and his long silver-white hair spread all around the ground. With just a back view, he was majestic and intimidating.

Opposite the man was a bottle of black ice coffin, surrounded by a cold air, and a woman lay inside the coffin.

The woman's face could not be seen clearly, only a green cheongsam and black ink hair, skin white as snow, and the blood vessels on the back of the woman's hand could be seen faintly.

The girl kneeled behind the man respectfully: "Master, the astrolabe is on."

"I see."

The man's voice was very young, about twenty years old, and he was extremely dissatisfied with his silver hair.

The girl asked: "Master, God is still missing even though he was reborn, should we send some people to find God?"

"No need, you go down."

The girl left in response.

After the girl left, the man suddenly stood up from the ground and approached the Xuanbing coffin, his dark eyes looked at the girl in the coffin affectionately: "Master..."

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"Big guy! Big guy!"

After the green light flashed, Xiao Fuxing and Lingyun fell into a pure white space together.

Lingyun stabilized her figure, a pedestrian suddenly appeared in the pure white space, and gradually scenery and buildings appeared, forming a scene of a lively pier.

Lingyun and Xiaofuxing appeared by the pier one by one, and there were many men in Chinese tunic suits and women in school uniforms and various cheongsams coming and going.

"Crossing?"

Lingyun looked around, she was still wearing modern clothes, which was incompatible with the dress of this era.

A different kind did not cause a commotion, these people were busy with their own affairs, as if they couldn't see the aura.

Suddenly, a person passed through Lingyun's body.

Only then did Lingyun realize that she did not travel through time, but fell into the illusion left in the bracelet.

The background of this era... Could it be her memory?

"Does the boatman sail?"

A soft female voice sounded beside Lingyun.

Hearing the sound, Lingyun paused, and looked towards the source of the sound, and there was a girl in green shirt standing not far from the pier.

The girl held an oil-paper fan in her hand. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes bright and her teeth bright, and her temperament was cold. She seemed to be lost in the bustling wharf. She was cold and holy, and people could not help but believe in it. There was no trace of emotion on his face.

is her……

Lingyun followed.

Little Lucky Star was also stunned, it had seen many beauties, both men and women of the mermaid tribe were beauties, but a beauty like that woman was rare even among the mermaid tribe.

"Boss, what is this?"

"It's my previous life."

Lingyun deep voice.

While the two were talking, the woman had already boarded the boat.

There are question marks in Lingyun's mind, why did she appear at the pier alone?

Wait... She remembered that Baili once said that she disappeared for a year. Could this memory be the memory of her disappearance for a year?

As Lingyun was thinking, the space scene changed again.

This time it was in a teahouse.

"Spiritual Rhyme" is still in a green dress, with a veil on the face, sitting in the corner of the teahouse where the crowd gathers, listening to books.

This time, the woman obviously smelled of smoke and fire.

The screen changed again, Lingyun followed the pace of "Lingyun", and came to brothels, Chu halls, coffee shops, concession dances, high-end places, beggars' dens...

In just a few minutes, you can see all kinds of things in the world.

And "Spiritual Rhyme" has also changed from pure white to sleek, can talk and laugh, and is no longer like a doll.

Little Fuxing was stunned, and couldn't believe it at all. This was actually the legendary ruthless boss.

No wonder Xiao Fuxing sometimes feels that Lingyun is not as unrequited as the rumors say, on the contrary, it is very humane.

The screen changes again.

This time it was in a forest.

"Spiritual Rhyme" avoided all the secret guards in the forest and rushed straight to a mansion.

On the plaque at the gate of the mansion, there are two big characters written in gold paint: Fu Mansion!

It is the Fu family of 100 years.

The guards of the Fu family were like air in front of "Lingyun", she walked into a courtyard familiarly.

The yard is very large, and it is full of flowers and trees, all of which are rare species, and they are full of vitality in spring.

In addition to the fragrance of flowers and herbs, there is also the bitter fragrance of soup in the air.

Lingyun understood, maybe this is the yard of the legendary Fu family's sick child.

Just why did I come here?

Lingyun Jian walked through the corridor and pushed open the door of the main house.

As soon as the door was opened, a scent of traditional Chinese medicine came to the nostrils, and even the soul and body were shocked by the bitter medicine.

Little Fuxing: "How much soup did you drink?"

"Are you also here to persuade me to live?"

A very soft male voice came from the back room. The boy's voice was stuck in the voice change period, and there was a sense of indistinguishability between male and female.

"Isn't it good to live?"

'Lingyun' stepped into the back room, with a smile on her beautiful and delicate face, like a little sun.

When the boy saw the girl who suddenly barged into his room, his eyes widened in astonishment. After seeing the girl's appearance clearly, the boy was even more surprised: "It's you!"

"It's me. You said that beauties should cry and laugh. I've seen all kinds of things in the world, all kinds of emotions and six desires. What about you?" the girl asked softly.

The boy's room was very dark, and he fell sickly on the bed, with a thin figure, and his pale delicate face looked pale and feeble under the warm orange light.

A look of envy appeared in the boy's eyes: "You did it, but I can't. I can't bear the force against the sky. This body is weakening day by day."

The boy lowered his eyes, raised his weak arm and laughed at himself.

At this time, the aura was no longer blank. She walked up to the boy and asked softly, "Want to go out and have a look? You and I have the same origin. If you want, I can help you."

The boy twitched the corners of his lips, and said dejectedly: "It's boring, I'm different from you, you are the chosen one and I'm just the one who was abandoned by the heavens, even if I take care of my body, there is nothing in this world to miss."

Ling Yun stood up without saying a word, walked to the window, and opened the closed window.

Outside the window is the warm spring light, and in front of the window are lush flowers and plants.

"What are you doing! Close it! Close it quickly!" The boy yelled as if he was stimulated and covered himself in the quilt.

Lingyun waved lightly, and the quilt disappeared.

She pushed out a wheelchair from somewhere, and when she raised her hand, the boy was already sitting in the wheelchair.

Lingyun pushed the boy out, and pushed the boy to the center of the blooming flower beds.