Under One Person: God Profiler

Wang Ye chuckled.

There was a ding.

Xia Linyuan received a friend request on WeChat.

'A gentle breeze does not cross the hill'

What an aloof username... this Master Wang...

Xia Linyuan glanced at Wang Ye's online name, and his mind started to wander.

Click "Agree," add Wang Ye's name to the contact, and then turn off the phone screen and put it away.

Wang Ye patted Xia Linyuan on the shoulder: "We've added each other on WeChat, so I'll be going now. Come to Beijing sometime, and I'll take you out for some good food."

"Okay, if we're talking about seniority, you're still my senior."

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly. Suddenly, he remembered that the name Wang Ye had been trending on social media before.

The title is very eye-catching: Tsinghua University is declining, is becoming a monk better than going to school?

The protagonist of this trending topic is Wang Ye, the son of Wang Weiguo, the richest man in Beijing.

"Oh, you're from Tsinghua University?"

"Yes, Senior."

Xia Linyuan nodded and smiled, "You got into Tsinghua University, but chose to become a monk. I saw it trending online and was confused for a while, wondering, 'Is Tsinghua University really that good?'"

Xia Linyuan looked troubled, as if he had really been hit hard.

Wang scratched his head sheepishly: "Hehe, there's a reason for this, there's a reason for this."

As he spoke, he leaned loosely against the yellow-painted wall, as if he had been given a chance to talk:

"I actually put in a lot of effort to get into Tsinghua University. Just thinking about those late nights studying makes me feel terrible. I had to memorize vocabulary early in the morning, and do practice tests during evening self-study sessions. Holidays were even worse; my big backpack was full of homework and practice questions..."

"Don't say anymore, it's all tears..."

Xia Linyuan echoed, standing opposite Wang Ye, their eyes meeting, and said meaningfully, "The pressure of the college entrance exam is immense. Weekly and monthly tests are incredibly tedious. Fortunately, university is much quieter."

Unlike high school, there's no need to get involved in the backstabbing and competition...

The environment becomes vast, and the individual becomes insignificant, a mere speck of dust in the vast sea of ​​humanity, drifting away with the wind when it blows.

Without anyone disturbing them, everyone's life becomes a series of parallel lines without a focal point.

Watching those busy figures in the wind, so leisurely and carefree....

At this point, Xia Linyuan paused, looked at Wang Ye with some regret, and said, "I'm really afraid that one day the parallel lines of my life will be disrupted and become a mess."

Master Wang Ye's gaze sharpened, and he looked up at Xia Linyuan, about to say something.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two figures, one tall and one short. I changed the subject.

He waved at the tall figure.

Xia Linyuan turned to look at the two people.

He had striking blue hair, tied back in a small ponytail, and wore sunglasses. He was tall and handsome, with narrow eyes and a slightly upturned mouth, giving him the appearance of a cunning fox.

Beside him was a child, carrying a leather bag half the size of his body. His short legs meant he had to run to keep up with the tall man.

Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Bai.

Xia Linyuan recognized the two of them and smiled slightly at them.

Zhuge Qing, carrying his suitcase, slowly walked forward and said with some surprise, "I didn't expect that the dark horse contestant of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony would know Master Wang..."

"Hehe, it's all because the world is too small, and it was also a coincidence."

Xia Linyuan rarely joked like this.

"Indeed. It was just a coincidence for me."

Zhuge Qing responded, then looked at Wang Ye: "Master Wang, are you planning to watch the match before you leave? Or...?"

Wang Ye glanced at Zhuge Qing's briefcase, scratched his head, and chuckled sheepishly, "Me too, leaving today, but by high-speed rail. I'm a poor Taoist priest, plane tickets are a bit..."

"What a pity, if we were going to the airport, we could have chatted more on the way..."

Zhuge Qing sighed with some disappointment: "Alright... since we're not meant to be, then we brothers will take our leave!"

"Alright, alright! Take care, you two."

"Hmph! Bye-bye, you old bastard!"

"Haha, Xiaobai, remember to work on your courage when you get back! Don't get scared and faint during the next competition!"

"I don't need it, I'm a big fat guy."

Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai passed between Wang Ye and Xia Linyuan.

Halfway there, as if remembering something, she said softly, "Oh, right, you gave Zhang Chulan a choice, and Zhang Chulan made his own choice..."

Xia Linyuan's eyebrows twitched.

Can I hear that?

Xia Linyuan looked at Wang Ye, who covered his face with one hand, their eyes meeting through the gaps between his fingers.

Xia Linyuan tilted his head slightly and gestured with his eyes: 'I'm leaving?'

Wang rolled his eyes: 'If you wanted to leave, you would have left already.'

Wang Ye sighed helplessly, "You... you actually used the 'Listening to the Wind' technique to eavesdrop..."

Zhuge Qing smugly snorted: "Coming to Longhu Mountain to make a name for yourself was your own choice, wasn't it? Now that you've made your choice, there's no point in dwelling on it. I don't like getting involved in trouble, but if you're in trouble, I'll take care of it."

You're willing to expose your methods to defeat me. If something happens to you, I'll share some of the responsibility.

"Going to great lengths for someone might be a bit of an exaggeration, but within my capabilities... I'll help you."

Wow.

As Xia Linyuan listened to Zhuge Qing's words, white flames gradually appeared in his eyes.

A mask, predominantly blue, slowly emerged. Twisted gray spread from between Zhuge Qing's brows like ink dripping into water, gradually encroaching on the red symbol of loyalty and righteousness at the crown of his head...

When lust arises in one's heart, demonic obstacles arise from within.

That extraordinary arrangement was truly incredibly alluring...

Xia Linyuan slowly closed his eyes.

All that could be heard was Wang Ye's angry voice: "Get out of here! I can't be friends with someone like you!"

"There's no secret! Can't you let me keep a little mystery?"

"Haha, Master Wang, your words have really hurt my feelings. I genuinely want to be your friend. Maybe one day I'll miss you and go to Wudang to bother you! But I won't give you any advance notice!"

"Who is it..."

Wang Ye watched the two figures gradually depart and sighed softly. It wasn't hard to hear the relief in his voice.

"Master Wang, so you attended the conference for Zhang Chulan... I thought you were there for the Celestial Master."

Xia Linyuan hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Wang Ye glanced at Xia Linyuan and chuckled, "Yes, we sorcerers are skilled in divination and believe in following the laws of nature to avoid disasters."

I foresaw that the Old Celestial Master would bring a calamity upon the Zhuge family.

Considering that Zhang Chulan, that grandson of... might cause trouble with far-reaching consequences, I'm giving him a choice to avoid that trouble.

Xia Linyuan clapped his hands gently and continued to ask.

"Amazing, magic is truly wondrous. So, what will Zhang Chulan's choice be?"

Wang Ye paused for a moment and then said, "He...did not choose the path I pointed out."

"I came all this way for nothing."

"As you said, the parallel lines of my life have become a mess."

"It was originally just an infinitely extending line. Now, who knows what it will become?"

Wang Ye plopped down on the ground, saying helplessly.

Xia Linyuan walked to Wang Ye's side and slowly squatted down:

"Didn't you foresee the outcome of this trip before you came?"

Wang Ye fell silent, picked up a few grains of sand from the ground, and after a moment of silence, said:

"...Perhaps, it's all Dust's responsibility; even knowing it will fail, it still wants to take a gamble."

"Take a huge gamble, and then let everything happen quietly?"

"Hey, Xia Linyuan! Watch your face! You're about to give yourself away! I was trying to save people! That's pessimism!"

Hearing Wang Ye's extremely arrogant voice, Xia Linyuan smiled slightly, placed his fair, well-defined hand on Wang Ye's shoulder, and suddenly leaned closer, looking at Wang Ye with a very serious expression, and said:

"A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall, even if he knows it is impossible."

Is it possible that you're being too optimistic...?

Wang was startled by Xia Linyuan's sudden approach. His eyes went unfocused, and he leaned desperately against the corner of the wall, pulling his chin back with all his might. The excess flesh on his neck gradually became visible, and his hands were helplessly raised in front of his chest to resist Xia Linyuan: "No, no, no! Xia Linyuan, I am not that kind of person!"