Mr. Xie, please respect yourself! I am your grandfather's ancestor.

Situ Yan covered his head and hissed continuously, but his eyes were fixed on Xie Junyan.

But when he looked around twice and still couldn't figure out what was going on, he immediately stood up straight and became serious.

How could it be that there are people who he, the King of Hell, cannot see through?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

Si Tong naturally understood her own apprentice, so she interrupted his thoughts directly.

"Yan Yan ah——"

After hearing this cry, both of them turned to look at her at the same time.

Si Tong was stunned, then pointed at Situ Yan and explained: "I call him, Yan Yan is the nickname I gave him."

Situ Yan said awkwardly: "Master, I am a bitch now, can you please give me some face?"

Yan Yan, if the people in the underworld heard this, where would the dignity of the King of Hell remain?

(Everyone in the underworld: What kind of majesty do you have? I’m curious...)

Si Tong rolled his eyes at him and automatically ignored his request, "Yan Yan ah——"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Situ Yan tilted his head, and Xie Junyan also looked over.

Si Tong frowned, "What was I going to say? How come I forgot! It's all your fault. Don't you know that young people nowadays don't have good brains and forget things the moment they turn around? Look, you had to interrupt me. I forgot what I was going to say!"

Situ Yan, Xie Junyan: "......"

They had no words to refute.

And they can't refute it, otherwise, the next second, both of their breathing might be wrong!

The two looked at each other without saying anything, leaving Si Tong to think about what he was going to say.

It didn't take long, maybe less than two minutes, before Si Tong suddenly had an idea and said, "Ah, I remember now. I wanted to ask you, did you know that you have a daughter in the world of the living?"

Situ Yan: If I remember correctly, didn’t you say it all?

"Yeah, I just found out about it recently. I met her and was just about to find out what this was all about."

"So you want to stay in the world of the living for a while?" Si Tong asked him.

Situ Yan's face lost all trace of joking, he nodded and said: "Well, in addition to this, there are also the recent anomalies. I think those mountain ghosts and monsters in the past few times were thrown into the underworld by you. These things appear too strangely.

Clearly, these mindless and bloodthirsty creatures have been wiped out over the past thousands of years, so why are they appearing so frequently during this period of time? It feels like someone is brewing a big conspiracy."

Si Tong raised his eyebrows, "Well, that man is cunning. There is no trace of his aura left on those things. Only on that Xiao ghost did I see a little bit of it. It was a man wearing a silver mask."

"Silver mask? What's the pattern on the mask?" Situ Yan asked with a frown.

After recalling for a while, Si Tong said, "There is no pattern, just a shadow, so I can't see the details, but - I remember there are several cracks on his mask."

Upon hearing this, Situ Yan's eyebrows were locked.

Si Tong asked him: "Do you know that sorcerer? The one who escaped from the underworld?"

Situ Yan shook his head twice, but he paused and then nodded.

Seeing him like this, Si Tong was annoyed by his dithering and said, "You keep shaking your head and nodding, do you know him or not?"

Situ Yan sat back, stroked his nonexistent beard in the air, thought for a long time and said, "It's very familiar, but I'm not sure if it's him. And it's very strange. I clearly beat him severely and he suffered a strong backlash, but for no reason I didn't kill him and just turned around and left to train somewhere else."

Hearing him say this, Si Tong frowned, "Why?"

They in Xuanyue Temple would never 'let the tiger go back to the mountain'.

Situ Yan thought hard, yes, why?

Why did he turn around and leave when he had the talisman in his hand ready to destroy the sorcerer?

He shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know why I did it, I just felt like I was supposed to do it."

After Situ Yan finished speaking, the conference room fell into silence.

Xie Junyan lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

Si Tong heard it.

She turned to look at him.

He also looked at Si Tong.

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing?" Si Tong asked him.

Xie Junyan straightened up and curled his lips: "It's okay, I'll go out and make a phone call to ask Bai Yichuan where he bought the milk tea."

After saying that, he rubbed Si Tong's head lovingly, then turned and walked out.

The conference room door closes.

Situ Yan was still in deep thought.

Si Tong stared at the door for a long time.

Her intuition told her that there was something wrong with Xie Junyan's sigh just now.

That sigh seemed to be full of helplessness and sympathy, as well as a little entanglement and something else.

He seemed to know something.

......

Coming out of the conference room, Xie Junyan looked back at the door of the conference room, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.

Just now he really couldn't help but reveal a trace of his emotions.

Ever since he transformed his consciousness into a character in this world to fix the bug, he has been experiencing a lot of emotions.

This was something he had never had before.

The Heavenly Dao itself does not have any emotions, nor should it have any. Otherwise, what would happen if it had emotions when there are so many injustices in the world?

However, he did not expect that something unexpected would happen during the process of his consciousness transforming into the character, and he would actually lose his original memory.

When he was a child, he climbed up the golden statue of Si Tong not only because he heard her heartbeat, but also because she was the BUG, ​​so he was inexplicably drawn there by the "mission".

Ok?

wrong!

Xie Junyan always felt that something was wrong.

He looked down at his hands.

Just now Situ Yan said that everything he did was logical.

Then everything he has done since he became conscious seems to be natural.

but--

Can the Heavenly Dao have its own consciousness?

"Boom~Boom~"

Thunder mixed with lightning.

The sky outside turned dark in an instant, but returned to normal the next second.

Xie Junyan's eyes flickered slightly, and she naturally turned to look towards the door of the conference room.

There was a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

I thought that I shouldn't have shown that emotion just now, Si Tong would definitely notice something.

But on second thought, forget it. He didn't want to hide it from her.

I'll tell her the spoiler myself later.

Anyway, she is still a BUG and I am planning to give up again, so there is no harm in telling her.

It's just right to keep her away from the main storyline and not interfere with and speed up the recognition between Yu Jiu and Situ Yan, as this would change the plot too much.

Taking out his cell phone, he walked outside while sending a message to Bai Yichuang.

When I arrived at the door, I saw Bai Yichuan opening the door and coming in with a cup of milk tea.

Bai Yichuan's hands were covered with marks. When he saw Xie Junyan coming over, he called out to him, "Brother Junyan, come and help me get them. The two on the left are from Sister Si Tong."

Xie Junyan hummed and took the bags from him.

Bai Yichuang then had his hands free to close the door.

Just when there was only a crack left in the door.

Xie Junyan's eyes swept across the sky outside, his gaze cold.

'Bang'.

The door is closed.

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