Nine thousand years old

When Ming Li and Li Siyuan found Li Jian, he was gnawing the hard slice of bread baked by Wuchang.

Li Jian saw that his eyes were impermanent, so he naturally knew that he had told Mingli where they were.

Li Siyuan looked at the child's indifferent look, felt a little uncomfortable, stepped forward and pulled his green hair twice: "Don't eat, I'll take you to a big meal."

Li Jian glanced at him, nodded and obediently followed Li Siyuan, Wuchang finally didn't have to compete with this broken barbecue material, he was relieved.

Ming Li endured it for a long time, and finally squeezed Li Jian away to stand beside Li Siyuan. Li Jian could only be dragged away by Wuchang angrily.

The hot pot was boiling, until Li Jian and Wuchang ate seven or eight plates of meat, Li Siyuan looked at Li Jian and said, "Tell me, what are you doing all these days?"

Wuchang's chopsticks stopped, and he peeked at Li Jian from the corner of the eye.

Li Jian still ate heartlessly, and in the blink of an eye, the meat floating in the pot was taken away by him a few times: "Actually, it's nothing, Brother Ming should have told you, there is something wrong with my soul."

Li Siyuan knew it, but Mingli didn't make it too clear with him, probably because he wanted Li Jian to tell him, so he was still in the fog about this matter until now.

"To put it simply, July is my birthday." Li Jian swallowed a piece of meat and exhaled hotly: "It's probably also my death day."

Li Siyuan was stunned, he raised his eyes to look at Li Jian, unable to figure out what kind of mood he said this.

"you……"

Li Jian looked at him with a smile, and put down his chopsticks: "It's not hard to accept. After all, I knew about this when I was a teenager. I didn't tell you before. Brother Yuan, I'm sorry."

Li Siyuan stared at him blankly, as if a big stone was pressed on his heart, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe: "Why are you apologizing?"

Li Siyuan suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Mingli: "The beauty bone we picked up earlier..."

Wuchang also raised his head to look at Mingli, Mingli took out the beautiful stone and placed it in front of Li Miao.

"So this is the beauty's bone." Li Jian looked down at the white stone and laughed softly. He picked up the stone and looked at it.

"However, it would be wasteful to use such a valuable thing on me. You should also know that it can only be used to replace the broken things on my body. When my birthday comes..."

Li Jian didn't continue talking, because he saw that Li Siyuan's eye circles were a little red, he picked up the small white stone, carefully put it in his pocket, and tried to smile: "Brother Yuan, don't get excited, I'll take it that is."

Li Siyuan took a deep breath and said: "Didn't your master say that he has found a solution, why don't you go back?"

Li Jian didn't speak.

Wuchang said with a cold face: "Li Qingshan found Lai Qingcao."

Ming Li's eyes changed slightly, and he finally understood why Li Jian avoided Li Qingshan.

Lai Qingcao is a thing of the God Realm. If a person wants to bestow merits and virtues on another person, he will change his life. Changing his life is an act against the heavens. It is impossible to do it without Lai Qingcao.

Not to mention the probability of success, good fortune is equivalent to life for a celestial master, and loss of lifespan is inevitable, and this method does not necessarily work.

It is impossible for Li Jian to accept the merits of his master and wife and the hope of life in exchange for his shortened life, and he does not want to quarrel with them, so naturally he can only hide.

Li Siyuan didn't ask Mingli what else he could do, because he knew that Mingli would definitely do his best, and it was already good luck to find a beautiful bone.

When they returned to the hotel, Li Siyuan couldn't get his head around. He lay sleepily on the bed, not wanting to say a word, but he also understood that Li Siyuan didn't tell him before because he was afraid that he would be sad.

But he couldn't help it.

Although Li Jian is a little greedy for money and has many minor problems, he is actually a very good boy. When Li Siyuan thinks that he has one month to live, he feels a tear in his heart.

Ming Li didn't speak, just sat beside him quietly, and after a long time he said: "Actually, there is still a way."

Li Siyuan looked up at him: "What way?"

Ming Li said: "Li Jian's situation is special. The human soul is fragile. It is reasonable to say that after the soul is gone, even if there is a god, it can't be suppressed. Li Qingshan must have tried it back then, but he just came back to life."

"This shows that his tolerance is very strong, at least beyond the average person, so if there is a divine mansion over ten thousand years willing to give him a little protection, Heavenly Dao may let him go."

But the difficulty is that the gods that are still in this world are either not old enough, or they can't hide from the world.

Ming Li went on to say: "Or a spirit thing with divine power, it's fine."

Li Siyuan sat up: "How can I tell the difference? I'll send someone to look for it."

Ming Li hugged him: "Impermanence has sent ghosts to search for it, just wait."

But Li Jian still has a month to go, can he really wait?

Li Siyuan didn't know that even though he was anxious, everyone has his own destiny.

He can't help Li Jian.

Li Siyuan couldn't fall asleep, he lay down in front of the hotel window to watch the stars, Mingli made tea and poured two cups to watch with him.

"I sometimes feel that the world is really unfair."

Holding the tea, Li Siyuan murmured: "Some people have done so many bad things, but still live well, like Ying Jia, Li Jian...they have done nothing wrong and are working hard to survive in this world. yet suffer so much.”

Ming Li followed his example and lay down on the window sill, the night breeze was cool, the two were wrapped in the same blanket, the warmth radiated from each other's body, warming the other.

"That's why there are hells. No matter what kind of creatures, as long as they have souls, even gods may go to the Naihe Bridge." Ming Li looked at him tenderly: "I used to think it was unfair. I didn't do anything, but I was born to be hated by the Three Realms."

"Human beings regard me as a disaster, gods think I'm dirty, demons and ghosts fear me." Ming Li smiled: "Actually, you were the first person to treat me well... No, you were not a human being at that time."

Li Siyuan's heart ached, and he was suddenly curious about what happened at that time: "Tell me about it."

Ming Li rubbed the tip of his nose, and said slowly: "I was forced to the bottom of the cliff at that time, probably because the old Lord Yan wanted to protect you, no one could enter that place, and I also bumped into it by mistake, so I was on the cliff. Rest at the end, wait for the wounds on your body to heal, and finally see you."

Li Siyuan looked at him: "What do I look like?"

Ming Li thought for a long time before saying, "It's just a lotus flower, nothing special, and it won't move."

Li Siyuan felt a little bored, and then asked: "And then?"

Ming Li's eyes flickered slightly: "Then I sent you flying."

Li Siyuan:? ? ?

Ming Li looked at him: "Really, then you don't know what happened, your body started to glow, and then I can't remember, then my wounds healed, I also survived the thunder disaster, and became a person who can respond to heaven's omens." horned dragon."

It was also after that that those protoss stopped embarrassing Mingli, and even let him temporarily take the position of Lord Yan. He put it on hold for another hundred years before taking the seat of Lord Yan of the Mansion.

Li Siyuan felt a little baffled: "Why did I save you then?"

Ming Li looked at him with a smile: "It must be love at first sight for me."

Li Siyuan felt that if it was true, then he was sick, and he fell in love with the other party just after being pawed... No, he was a flower at the time, what if the plant thought differently?

He was struggling a bit, Mingli pushed his tea: "Drink it quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Li Siyuan looked him in the eyes, lowered his head and took a sip, the tea was slightly sweet at just the right temperature.

It turned out to be sugar.

The corners of Li Siyuan's lips twitched slightly, and he felt that the bitter part of his heart became a little sweet.

The two of them were head to head, Li Siyuan just fell asleep when Li Qingshan called, saying that he had arrived at the hotel.

Li Siyuan glanced at Mingli, and the two put on their coats to look for Li Jian.

Li Qingshan's messy clothes were finally replaced, and he wore ordinary clothes, but Li Siyuan also felt that there was some unresolved melancholy on his body, which was revealed with the whiteness of his temples.

Li Jian stood by the cabinet and looked at Li Qingshan for a long time.

They get along like a master and a student and like a father and son. The relationship of more than ten years has been mixed, which is the truth of everyday life.

After a long time, Li Jian finally spoke: "Master."

Li Qingshan's eyes were dark and black, he could see that he hadn't rested well for a long time, he sighed, walked into the room, he was a little surprised to see Wuchang, he thought that Li Jian was the only one in the room.

Li Siyuan was also a little strange, the two were obviously not in the same room, were they chatting before?

Wuchang's face remained unchanged, and he gave up the chair to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan didn't sit down either, he wanted to call the other three people out, but it seemed that they wouldn't listen, so he could only stare at Li Jian and said, "Follow me home."

Li Jian frowned: "As long as you don't give up, I won't go back."

Li Qingshan said calmly: "Your wife is very worried about you."

Li Jian lowered his head and stood stubbornly in place without saying a word.

Li Qingshan just looked at him like this: "Be obedient."

Li Qingshan's temper is very stubborn, he will not change what he believes, and he is usually disciplined very severely, it is rare to talk to him in such a soft voice, Li Jian's eye circles suddenly turned red.

He widened his eyes, trying not to let the tears fall, he raised his head, looked at Li Qingshan's white temples and his deepening wrinkles, gritted his teeth and said, "Go back, I will trade you and my wife's life for you!" My life?"

"Why is my life so valuable..." Li met with no expression, and two lines of tears flowed silently: "Master, my life is not good, I beg you, leave me alone, okay..."

Li Qingshan froze in place: "How can I ignore you."

Li Jian took a few steps back, turned around and ran out, Wuchang immediately chased after him, and stopped him until the stairs.

Li saw the tears all over his face, he stared at Wuchang holding his hand, and took a deep breath: "I'm going out for a walk, I'll be back soon."

Wuchang looked into his eyes for a full dozen seconds before slowly letting go: "Come back early."

He nodded, turned and went downstairs.

Li Jian walked out of the hotel, walked to the lively night market, looked at the crowds of people in the city, and looked at the psychedelic lights on the street.

He also wanted to keep watching, to see how time went by and what the world would look like when he died.

He didn't want to die either.

He is only 20 years old.

Li Jian knew his destiny when he was a teenager, and he had been mentally prepared for seven years. He set a plan for what he wanted to do and where he wanted to go before he died.

But at this moment he realized that he was not reconciled.

His life has just begun, like the rising sun, but before he has time to shine his own light, he is about to disappear.

It's fake to force a smile, and it's fake to pretend to be relaxed.

He's not that brave.

He was scared.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and a person walked beside him and stood still, blocking the light beside him.

"If you want to live, I can help you."

The voice was unfamiliar, Li Jian frowned and turned his head to look.