Li Yun and Uncle Li returned to the fourth floor of Jinrong Building. Xue Xiaolian lay down by the window basking in the sun as usual. Seeing the two of them coming back, she just raised her hand and treated it as a greeting.

"Where is Sister Yi?" Li Yun first discovered that there was one missing in the office.

The sports equipment had been cleaned up by Yi Xin, and the easel paint was gone. However, there was a used cooking machine on the table in the tea room, which was not cleaned.

"Her boyfriend called and she went out." Xue Xiaolian replied.

Li Yun's heart sank, changed his mind, and after breathing, he sat in his work station in a depressed manner.

The so-called workstation is the writing station he often uses to surf the Internet.

Uncle Li’s work station is next to him, with a computer, and more paper, pen and other stationery.

Li Yun sat for a while and felt like his eyes were on the back of his head, and he was stabbed in pain by the messy cooking table. He couldn't help but get up to clean up the mess left by Yi Xin.

Uncle Li was used to this and didn't help. He turned on the computer to check his Weibo account.

They sent out the submission of "Mr. Mole" on the way, and now they received sporadic replies, all of whom were watching the fun.

"Mr. Mole" did not reply to a private message.

Uncle Li thought that it was indeed because his words were too stiff and dogmatic. Children nowadays must not like his preaching, and they might even have a rebellious mentality.

Uncle Li was a little worried, but he didn't know what to do.

The sound of water continued behind me.

Suddenly, the sound of water stopped and there was no other movement.

Uncle Li turned around in confusion.

With Li Yun's obsession with cleanliness, he would not rinse the cooking machine and finish it. He would definitely not stop without detergent and wash the disinfectant twice or three times.

Uncle Li saw Li Yun just took his hand back from the faucet, lowering his eyes and unable to see his expression.

"Is Yi Xin back?" Uncle Li subconsciously looked at the door.

Li Yun's hearing is far superior to ordinary people, and Uncle Li knows this.

He looked over and stared for a while, but he didn't see anyone coming in.

Uncle Li looked at Li Yun again in confusion.

Li Yun wiped his hands with a clean rag, but there was no pipe that had not been cleaned yet.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Li felt something was wrong. Seeing that Li Yun didn't answer, he turned to Xue Xiaolian again.

Xue Xiaolian closed her eyes and rested. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her face, causing her body to emit an orange light. She looked comfortable and comfortable, unlike something that had happened.

Li Yun had wiped his hands clean, hung the rag, and walked out of the tea room and straight to the door deep in the office area.

Uncle Li was stunned, "Is it... the boss?"

The last trace of sunlight disappeared between the cracks in the city's tall buildings.

Xue Xiaolian opened her eyes, sat up, put on her clothes, and packed up the recliner in her fixed position.

"It's time to get off work. What do you eat for dinner?" Xue Xiaolian asked with a smile, as usual.

Uncle Li was uneasy and stood up and stared at Li Yun's firm back.

"Don't worry. The boss won't do anything to him." Xue Xiaolian walked to Uncle Li and pressed her hand on his shoulder, "Thank you for so long. Have a good meal tonight. Public funds will be reimbursed. Let's go to the restaurant to book a private room and order the dishes."

There was a powerful force on his shoulders that could not be argued with. Uncle Li could only follow Xue Xiaolian's arrangements, and his body involuntarily followed Xue Xiaolian's hand for a half-circle and walked out the door.

He turned his head stubbornly and looked back. He wanted to say something, and he heard Xue Xiaolian's voice again.

"Children always have to do something to recognize reality and grow up." Xue Xiaolian's tone was plain, "It will take you humans decades to realize that you are ordinary people. There are still many people who do not have this kind of self-knowledge even if they live to the end."

Uncle Li withdrew his gaze and looked at Xue Xiaolian.

"Death is sometimes a newborn. Children also need to re-recognize that they are ordinary people." Xue Xiaolian let go of her hand and smiled at Uncle Li.

Uncle Li could stop at this time, but he only saw Li Yun pushing open the door.

Uncle Li sighed and followed Xue Xiaolian.

"Where are you?" Uncle Li asked seriously.

"We are different." Xue Xiaolian pressed the elevator button, "We are no longer ordinary members of the race since we are conscious. It takes us longer to recognize the reality."

Uncle Li was stunned.

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In winter, air conditioners are turned on. Even in this fourth-floor space that is difficult for ordinary people to enter, there is a central air conditioner for office buildings to ensure that the interior is as warm as spring.

And this office is warmer than outside.

For example, under the central air conditioner, someone turned on a heater here.

Ordinary people cannot feel such a temperature difference.

Li Yun cannot be said to be a completely ordinary person.

When he entered the door, he saw the man sitting behind a large desk.

The boss was wearing a shirt, rolled up his sleeves a little, revealing a piece of forearm. Under his fair skin, the red blood vessels were very strange, which dyed the boss's skin a layer of crimson.

His arms were placed on the desk, and his slender fingers were stretched upwards, like an upward flame. There was really a flame burning in the center of his naturally curled fingers.

Li Yun pushed the door open and walked in, as if bringing the air from outside in.

The flame swayed and burned even more violently, and suddenly it turned into a fire ball.

The fire shone in the boss's eyes, rendering his eyes into unpredictable red.

A few red threads were mixed in his black hair, as if flames were falling on it.

Li Yun was shocked, his eyes were attracted by the fire ball, and he quickly noticed the scene in the fire ball.

Yan Shu and Lu Ziqi rode bicycles side by side, crowded among a bunch of shared bicycles and electric bikes. There were also students wearing uniforms and riding bicycles walking through the crowd, laughing and laughing, without the reserve of adults.

The two big boys smiled brightly, and the next second they became bitter faces.

The picture appears before the sound.

Li Yun heard the conversation between the two and was talking about what speech contest was.

"His name is Yanshu." The boss spoke, and there was always a phoenix echo in his voice. "The second-year high school student in Yaocheng High School, like most boys of this age, has some children's thoughts and impulses. However, in another half a year, he will be in the third year of high school. Yaocheng High School is not a school with high admission rate, but several teachers in the third year of high school are very strict. According to the usual practice of Yaocheng High School, he will have to go to school for morning self-study at 7 o'clock in the future, take the main courses all day, start the evening self-study at 5 o'clock in the evening, and finish the school until six o'clock. Every day, there will be exercise papers for each main course, and you have to memorize words and texts. You have to do about twelve o'clock in order to complete the homework. This is the case from Monday to Friday. At the parent meeting before the school starts, their teachers will follow the parents' opinions. If the students do not make up for the lessons themselves, they will also get the school to take up the lessons on Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning."

The flames were extinguished in the boss's hands.

"He will be so busy that he has no time to think about ghosts and gods." The boss looked at Li Yun with a smile on his lips.

Li Yun looked at the boss blankly.

"Only those who live a leisurely life have time to be curious, have time to be afraid, have time to tell stories and make fun of you." The boss put his hands on the table, his palms overlapped, and his jaw rested on the back of his hand.

The fire has been extinguished, but the temperature has not dropped inside.

There were two clusters of flames deep in the boss's pupils, making his eyes still look colorful and reflecting a brilliant light.

Li Yun understood what the boss meant, but when he looked at the boss's smiling face, he felt a huge doubt.

"Boss... are you also... funny?" Li Yun's tone was deeply suspicious.

The boss chuckled, "Well, it's almost the same." He folded his hands on his abdomen, leaned back on the back of the chair, and gently pressed the knuckles of his left finger with his right index finger.

"I am also living leisurely now, with a long life, and doing nothing." The boss said, speaking with nostalgia. "When I was born, our clan was not much different from ordinary animals. Occasionally, humans stole our eggs, and other animals regarded us as food. Similarly, we also preyed on prey. I am lucky, and it happened that time. Unlike the elders before, there was an end to age, nor were they the other tribes who became the on-trad meal of gods..."

Li Yun was shocked and the idiom "Dragon Liver Phoenix Marrow" appeared in his mind.

"... Humans worship us at some point, classify us as descendants of Yinglong, regard us as auspicious beast totem, and then think that we are still beasts, only females, no males, and no need to reproduce..."

The boss's tone was faint, and he couldn't hear any hatred or anger.

However, cold sweat broke out from Li Yun, and a kind of unspeakable guilt rose from his heart.

He thought of the things he experienced when he first took over the account "Strange Talk" and the evil consequences caused by Yu Mingxing and Peng Yun's uncle and nephew...

They are all executioners.

If you are light and casually making up stories, you will kill innocent people.

"...You can't tell the difference between golden crows, phoenix birds, and vermilion birds... You think we are all legends, and we can only have one auspicious beast in the world that can't be found in the world for thousands of years."

The boss stopped tapping his fingers.

"Like I said just now, I'm very lucky. I became the only phoenix."

He said, adding, "It's the only phoenix now. Maybe one day you will create new companions for me."

Li Yun had a complicated expression, "It is also possible that we will completely..." He did not continue.

The boss chuckled again and shook his head, "No, you won't. Because you are well-fed and well-dressed now, there are too many leisurely people. You will only create more stories." He said this with a confident tone, "And, your ancestors can write stories more than you descendants who are poor in imagination and are addicted to sensory stimulation."

Li Yun didn't know where the boss's confidence came from.

Even though the heavenly court and the underworld disappeared, he was the only one of the phoenixes in the world, he showed a kind of power that emerged from his bones.

The boss is indeed powerful. Judging from Li Yun’s few contacts, he can still be called omnipotent. What the boss wants to do seems to have not failed. The boss does not have to assume some inevitable responsibilities like Hei and White Impermanence. He can live as he pleases.

Since the incident with Yu Mingxing, Li Yun has a heavy stone in his heart and is full of conflicts. Sometimes he feels that all the weirdnesses of them have disappeared, and sometimes he feels a fear of death and force him to escape.
To be continued...