About a year later, one morning, when Xie Ziyou opened his eyes, he rarely saw the system stop on the window lattice.
The morning light fell on the back of the little bee, the thin wings seemed to be transparent, the golden pattern on the back was as gorgeous as melted honey, the wings of the system trembled slightly, and the voice in Xie Ziyou's mind was very serious, calling out in a low voice: "Youyou .”
Xie Ziyou's heart skipped a beat.
"Is it... the mission is over?"
He forced a smile and said a few words, his heart sank heavily, as if he had fallen into an abyss, alone and helpless, with only boundless darkness in front of him.
In the early morning, the chilly wind blew the curtains, lingering around the body, and it was bitingly cold.
Yes, it's time to come.
During this period of time, he was dereliction of duty, he was nesting on Wumiao Peak and growing grass every day, and his points were like a pool of stagnant water, not even a penny was earned.
Even if I wish I could break each day in half, a year is still too short. Xie Ziyou's eyes drooped slightly, and his fingers subconsciously clenched the red brocade quilt under his body. The delicate silk and satin material was still brand new, no different from the day of his wedding.
From now on... I'm afraid things will change.
Xie Ziyou closed his eyes deeply, raised his jaw slightly, the amber pupils flashed with water, and his voice trembled slightly: "How long can I stay?"
Is it enough for me to... say goodbye to him
The system was silent for a long time.
Then, in Xie Ziyou's mind, a series of cheerful laughter suddenly broke out.
Xie Ziyou: "...?"
"Pfft hahaha..." the system laughed heartily, and said softly, "Youyou, don't be angry, no wonder Xie Heng likes to tease you... Hahaha, it's really interesting."
Xie Ziyou's head was full of black lines.
"I don't think it's interesting." He clenched his teeth and breathed heavily, "What's the matter, tell me!"
"Youyou, I have to say goodbye to you again." The system reluctantly said, "I'm going on vacation."
take a vacation
Xie Ziyou thought blankly, why the vacation
"I'm also surprised." The system sighed, "A colleague came all the way to inform me that the company would give me annual leave, and I would rest with the host..."
Just bullshit.
They do it systematically, and it can take ten or a hundred years to complete a task. Where do they get any annual leave
The era holiday is about the same.
Although the system number of 011 is not big, it is not a new thing. In the system career of thousands of years, it has never heard of such a precedent. In its impression, whenever the system is on vacation, it is basically because the host has exchanged the stay time.
011 was dubious, afraid that Xie Ziyou would be disappointed after being surprised, so he never explained to Xie Ziyou.
But today, it received an official notice from the headquarters. It was written in black and white, with gold patterns cut out, and it was written in beautiful handwriting: 100 years of leave, arrange free time by yourself.
The system was at a loss, accepted the notification blankly, and stuffed it into its own small space.
Although I don't know what's going on, but I think... it should be a good thing
…
When the system left, Xie Ziyou stood outside the door, leaning against the tall bluestone behind him, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and his peach eyes smiled into a beautiful crescent shape.
The newly sprouted willow branches are fluttering in the wind, the thin leaves are tender and bright green, and the velvet is flying, just like spring is full of branches.
The system smiled wryly: "Youyou, I know you're very happy to stay here for a hundred years, but I'm leaving soon... You should be symbolically sad."
Xie Ziyou's brows and eyes were curved, and there was an unconcealable lightness in his voice, and he said with a smile: "I'm so sad, my nose is sore."
"... Didn't you cry with joy?"
"... Oh, it's almost the same! In short, everything, you have to take care of yourself after being outside for a hundred years."
The system shook his head helplessly.
The bee fluttered its wings and soared into the sky from the willow branch. With a flash of golden light, it escaped into the void.
Xie Ziyou watched Liu Guang disappear into the sky, clasped his hands together, and silently blessed in his heart.
Just at this time, Xie Heng came back from sword practice, and standing on the mountain road from a distance, he saw Xie Ziyou's rosy cheeks and high spirits. Feeling warm in his heart, he raised his breath and walked forward, took a shortcut to climb up the smooth mountain rock, and landed lightly beside Xie Ziyou.
"I'm in a good mood today?" He smiled. "Is there any happy event?"
Xie Ziyou glanced at him, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "Why, do you have to have a happy event to be happy?"
"That's not true." Xie Heng said.
His gaze was as gentle as water, passing over Xie Ziyou's eyebrows inch by inch, outlining the familiar contours of his eyebrows and eyes.
As the pillow person, he is most sensitive to the changes in Xie Ziyou.
The time the two spent together before was sweet, but it always made Xie Heng feel uneasy, as if this time was stolen, and one day things will be revealed, and they will be given back double.
He could sense that Xie Ziyou was feeling the same uneasiness, but the two of you didn't mention it, I didn't say it, the cellophane was covered with a thick layer, and they pretended to be in peace.
But now it's different.
Something settled down and landed firmly on the ground, exuding an elegant and sweet herbal aroma like agarwood.
He doesn't know what's going on, but...
"It is indeed worth being happy."
Xie Heng took a step forward, hugging Xie Ziyou's slender waist from behind, resting his chin on his lover's shoulder, Xie Ziyou's satin-like black hair swept across his neck, slightly itching.
The person in his arms struggled symbolically a few times, but to no avail, he grabbed his wrists and hugged them together in front of him.
The blue sky was like washing, fluff was flying, Xie Heng lowered his eyes lazily, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
—The biggest happy event in the world is just that you and I cuddle up to each other, stepping through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, watching summer wind and winter snow, autumn moon and spring flowers together.
His eyebrows are picturesque, and he lives up to his years.
…
In the distant void, a brilliant golden stream of light passed by many small worlds, and flew straight towards a giant tree reaching to the sky in the center.
The giant tree covers the sky and the sun, the roots are intertwined, and the dense branches and leaves spread to the endless void, emitting glittering light, countless streamers flying around the branches, like a piece of flying fireflies.
As soon as 011 stepped into the shade of the tree, he was stopped by another streamer.
The streamer was glowing orange red like a flame, and said with a smile: "Look, I'm right!"
011 glanced at it, responded softly, turned and flew towards a thick branch.
The streamer drew an arc and stopped it again: "Don't worry, tell me quickly, how do you plan to live this hundred years?"
"It's okay," 011 said helplessly, "Don't give me any bad ideas, I won't go to Small World again."
"How can it be a bad idea?" Red Liuguang dissatisfied, "I think you go too rarely. This kind of thing, the first time is new, the second time is familiar, come, follow me, and I will introduce you to a good place!"
"Don't pull me, I won't go."
"Oh, let's go! This time is definitely different from the last time—speaking of which, are you still unwilling to tell me what happened in the small world last time?"
Streaming light surrounded the turning, drawing a beautiful arc in the void, and the laughter gradually drifted away, leaving only a melodious sigh scattered in the fluorescent light all over the sky.
…
Time flies, time flies.
The willow leaves turn green and fall again, and they take out new branches every year. Twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye.
It was early spring again, and thick clouds and mists rose on the mountain. Xie Ziyou felt a little depressed, so he ran down Wumiao Peak and wandered around bored.
It wasn't the first time he was wandering in the sect, but today it seemed to be very different, the outside of the mountain gate was overcrowded, young and girls in luxurious or simple clothes rubbed shoulders, and the not wide mountain road was crowded.
Xie Ziyou was a little curious, pulled a disciple beside him and asked, "What are you doing?"
The disciple smiled and said, "Brother, don't you know? Today is the five-yearly Immortal Clan Conference. The Xuanling Mountain Gate is open to recruit disciples from the outer sect. These people are all here to participate in the assessment."
Xie Ziyou understood in seconds.
The Wumiao Peak where he lives is located in the depths of the Xuanling Sect. It is beautiful and clean, full of profound energy, and ordinary outer disciples are not qualified to go there.
Unless there is a genius like senior brother and sister Xie Heng, and Elder Shangfeng has the heart to recruit disciples, otherwise such trivial matters of recruiting disciples from the outer sect will not bother them.
Curious for a moment, Xie Ziyou walked slowly along the mountain road.
He learned a few tricks from Pei Yunyin. At this moment, when he squeezed the curse in his hand, he was filled with profound energy, which enveloped his whole body like a mist, vaguely concealing his appearance, and his aura was also reduced to the lowest level, making it unobtrusive.
The boys and girls waiting outside the door were only in their teens, and they were in their best years. Their eyes were as clear as the morning dew, and their vigorous vigor could hardly be concealed. They gathered together in twos and threes, chatting in a low voice, and burst into crisp laughter from time to time.
Xie Ziyou passed them by, and the cheerful laughter like a bird came to the ears, and the warm wind was blowing slowly, and the earth rejuvenated, making people feel refreshed.
Under the influence of the spell, the boys and girls subconsciously ignored the existence of Xie Ziyou, and looked forward to themselves: "Hey, who do you think will be lucky enough to enter the inner sect and be accepted as a personal disciple by the suzerain elders?"
"I'm thinking too much, how can it be that simple? Let's be quiet, I'm content to be an outer disciple."
"A little bit of ambition, okay? Maybe we are the kind of geniuses that are unique in heaven and earth."
"If you say that... I want to offer tea to the suzerain."
"The suzerain is an old man!"
The clear and melodious voice like a silver bell came to the ear curtains, with the unique romantic atmosphere of a girl, Xie Ziyou heard it interestingly, and couldn't help chuckling secretly.
But in the next second, the girl clasped her hands together, her beautiful eyes looked forward, and her red lips parted—
"You don't understand, this year is the best opportunity."
"My cousin joined the sect five years ago and just returned to his hometown a few days ago. He told me that there is a newly promoted elder named Xie in the sect. He currently does not have any disciples. Accept disciples."
"Elder Xie is young, but his cultivation is superb. He is quite accomplished in both swords and swords. The most important thing is... handsome and chic!"
Xie Ziyou: "!!!"
... What the hell
He knew about Xie Heng's promotion to an elder. After all, Xie Heng's cultivation had reached the peak of the seventh rank, and he might break through at any time. His combat power was also good, and he was recommended by Xie Tianwang, so the suzerain was happy to sell him this face.
But Xie Ziyou didn't understand that after being promoted to an elder, Xie Heng would also... accept disciples