When blood clan meets metaphysics

Xuanzhi was used to these almost provocative words, and he didn't get angry. He walked slowly into the gazebo, sat down on the stone bench opposite Ye'an, opened the folding fan with a snap, and his hair danced gently with the fan.

"This is the imperial palace. If you want to say that the person who lingers, I'm afraid it's you, Brother Gongming."

However, after his voice fell, no one answered for a long time, as if the person sitting opposite was a wooden stake.

Xuanzhi covered his forehead, and sighed helplessly, he was really hard to deal with if he didn't eat oil or salt.

That being the case, don't beat around the bush.

"Brother Gongming, you have looked at me coldly many times. I don't know when Xuanzhi offended you. If so, please explain."

This time Ye'an reacted, she turned her head to look at him, the disgust in her dark eyes was undisguised.

"My blood family is a family that was abandoned by the Dao of Heaven. How can it be compared with you, the darling of the Dao of the Dao? If the Dao is different and does not conspire with each other, why do you have to be hypocritical?"

As the breeze blew by, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers, the fan in Xuanzhi's hand stopped shaking.

It's been a long time since there was a response, which made Ye An feel a little strange. This master of the national teacher is not the one who doesn't answer back.

"Brother Gongming, fate is really wonderful sometimes." Xuan Zhi stood up, looked at the beautiful sunset outside the gazebo, and said in an unhurried voice, "We are all poor people who have been played by fate. No matter how noble you are, who can be above the destiny, immersing yourself in the past is not a good strategy, you should look ahead, maybe there is something you are looking for in the future."

"What am I looking for?" Ye'an looked sideways, "What did you see in the future?"

The fan started to flap again, Xuanzhi smiled at him, "Today's sunset is beautiful, brother Gongming, why don't you take a look with Xuanzhi?"

Obviously the person in front of him was smiling, but Ye An saw a trace of sadness from this smile, or maybe it was this sadness, Ye An did not refuse for the first time, he walked to Xuan Zhi's side, quietly enjoying the sunset.

Neither of them spoke, and it seemed that the shackles on their bodies were lightened for a moment. They were not the teachers of a country, nor were they a blood race of a different kind. Lonely man.

"Brother Gongming, have you ever had someone you like?"

Ye An frowned: "What?"

"I don't know what kind of person your future partner will be. If I have the opportunity, Xuanzhi wants to see it with my own eyes, and I also want to see what the Qing Kingdom will look like in the future."

Ye'an frowned even deeper, not knowing what the man meant by saying these words, or what he was implying.

Seeing his frown, Xuanzhi raised his tightly pursed lips, "Brother Gongming, I know that your family has a long life, maybe you will still be able to live well after the Qing Kingdom is destroyed, and after a hundred years from Xuanzhi, please return to Brother Gongming." Take care of this land a little more."

Goodnight:"……"

The master of the national teacher really dared to say that Ye An looked at him as if he was looking at a fool, "I'm afraid you have forgotten my identity."

"Blood clan, Xuan Zhi never forgot."

Ye An froze for a moment, then shook her head and sneered: "Arabian Nights."

After speaking, the black robe swung, and Ye'an disappeared.

The setting sun in the sky has completely set, leaving only a burning orange sunset glow.

"Today's picture of sunset at dusk is very suitable for me." After saying that, he slowly looked towards the direction where Ye'an disappeared, and then looked up at the gazebo above his head.

"We are indeed talking about the Arabian Nights, brother Gongming, you can't talk about everything too early."

The four corners on the top of the gazebo are straight, standing under the gazebo, the sky above the head is not square, but the setting sun has set in the sky, and night has come.

So fate is a wonderful thing, it cannot be touched or seen, but it does exist.

Not long after Ye'an left, Eunuch Li trotted into the gazebo with a lamp, "My lord, it's getting late, and it's inconvenient to stay in the palace for a long time, please leave the palace as soon as possible."

Even if Master Guoshi is the sole reliance of the monarch and is the monarch's right-hand man, it is inconvenient for him to stay in the palace at night for a long time as a man.

"Let's go." Taking a last look at the rays of light in the afterglow, Xuan Zhi walked towards the palace gate.

When we got back to the National Teacher's Mansion, it was already completely dark, Xuanzhi shouted everyone away, and began to arrange the next thing to do.

The red candles are spread on the ground, in a round shape, surrounded by three layers. Sitting cross-legged on rice paper, his body is covered with exquisite jade stones. Between his eyebrows.

After all the jade was turned into powder, he closed his eyes and let go of all distracting thoughts.

Since that day, the divination calculated that he and Ye'an were entangled by marriage. Out of curiosity, he wanted to see why the marriage line was suddenly broken. He didn't think about this calculation, but he calculated that his life was not long, and he didn't have a few years to live. Now that the death calamity has been fixed and the destiny is hard to change, this last time cannot be wasted in vain.

And as distracting thoughts are completely eliminated, and we have entered a state of tranquility, the light and shadow in his mind gradually become clear, and Bai Fangchen, who is hidden in Xuanzhi's body, is also watching the scenes of gathering and dispersing together through his mind eyes.

Only then did Bai Fangchen realize that this person was actually deducing the future fate of Qing Kingdom.

Two hours later, Xuan Zhi's eyes opened, his face was pale, but something was shining with an unusually bright light.

In the next 20 years, Qingguo, Ann.

After resting for a while, Xuanzhi changed his clothes, washed his clothes, and entered the palace to attend court.

"Collect more jade, the more the better." Before leaving the door, he instructed Zixuan.

"Okay, my lord." Zixuan bowed to accept the order without asking Yuanyuan.

In the days that followed, Xuanzhi practiced meditation and recuperation, and continued to deduce the fate of the country when his body recovered a little. He still entered the palace on time every day, but the sky became paler every day.

"Is the national teacher feeling unwell recently? I called the imperial physician to show the national teacher." Sitting on the dragon chair, the monarch of the Qing Kingdom was a little worried when he saw the national teacher's haggard face.

"Thank you for your concern, but this minister is just infected with a cold, and it will be fine after taking a few medicines, so I don't bother the imperial doctor." Xuanzhi bowed slightly.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be trying to be brave, the monarch of the Qing Kingdom felt a little relieved, "The national teacher has a great responsibility, and he must take good care of his body."

"Wei Chen understands."

Xuanzhi agreed readily at the palace, but when he returned to the National Teacher's Mansion, he still did not miss what he was supposed to do. At first, the ceremony was once every three days, but later it might be too much for his health, so the ceremony was changed to once every seven days.

And Bai Fangchen has been in the dream for three whole months.

At first Bai Fangchen could barely calm down, but as time went by, he gradually felt restless, even panicked. He had never spent such a long time in a dream.

Three months in the dream, how long should it have passed in reality.

And can he go back?

Shanghai First Hospital.

In the ward, Xu Changfeng and several Taoist priests took back the magical artifacts at the same time, exhaling a foul breath.

"Master Xu, what's the matter with Chen Chen?" Liang Lan approached them cautiously and asked after seeing them recuperating.

Xu Changfeng and the others turned their heads, looked at each other, and slowly shook their heads, "Ms. Liang, I'm sorry, there is nothing we can do."

Seeing them shaking their heads, Liang Lan's heart began to tremble. She didn't listen to what was said later, and her whole head began to go berserk.

"Chenchen was fine before...why, why can't he wake up!"

Bai Feizhi's eyes also went dark, if Xu Changfeng hadn't helped him in time, he might have fallen to the ground directly.

On New Year's Eve, when it was dark after dinner and their son didn't wake up, the two felt that something was wrong. They had slept for five hours, which was too long, so they planned to ask Ye An for help.

Even though he knew in his heart that Bai Fangchen's sleep time was determined by the length of his dreams, and that if the dreams continued, he would not be able to wake up on his own, so he decided to go and have a look out of worry about Ye'an.

Bai Fangchen was wrapped in a quilt on the bed, only his head was exposed, breathing evenly, his little face was flushed in sleep, he looked the same as when he was asleep normally, but no matter how many people called him, he just couldn't wake up.

On the second day, Bai Fangchen was sent to the hospital. The results of the hospital examination showed that his vital signs were normal and his brain was active, which was the normal state during sleep. The hospital even tried to wake him up forcefully, but it still had no effect.

It is now the seventh day that Bai Fangchen has been in the hospital, and the eighth day of coma.

The people from Minyi Department are quite familiar with Bai Fangchen. After hearing about this, even though the task of tracking down Zhang Yuanye is busy, some people still come after hearing the news. This is already the sixth wave of people who came here. Jingci has been here twice, and Xu Changfeng is the third. This time, they tried all the methods and methods they could think of, but they didn't even figure out why Bai Fangchen fell asleep.

"Huh? Why didn't you see Mr. Ye'an? Isn't he always inseparable from Bai Fangchen?"

"Yes, where is Mr. Ye'an? Has he read Mr. Bai's question? Did you say anything?"

Xu Changfeng sighed, "Mr. Ye'an tried it, but it didn't work. He suddenly said that he had something to leave this morning. He must have thought of some way."

The latter sentence is his guess, otherwise he really would not have imagined that Ye An would leave Bai Fangchen's side at this time because of something important.

As Xu Changfeng expected, Ye An did think of a certain possibility.

The so-called untie the bell has to tie the bell, since Bai Fangchen is trapped in Xuanzhi's dream and can't wake up, then find the culprit.

Hasn't that person always been ruthless?

I don't know if I have counted that one day my grave will be dug.

He... is going to dig Xuanzhi's grave!