Gujin Wangyou Tower is very quiet.

With his fingertips dipped in tea, Ba Zunzhen drew a simple outline of a head on the table.

He was a middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick hair that was spread down his back, and a beautiful peak.

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the beautiful woman for a long time without saying a word.

Except for a cup of tea in front of each of the four people, there was no extra debris on the tea table. There were only three items that he just pushed out, but I regretted not taking them:

Apricot Realm Jade Talisman, Warrant, Shizu Shadow Staff.

Mei Siren's fan gradually shook faster and faster.

When the whistling wind became harsh, he suddenly stopped and his movements relaxed again, becoming neither fast nor slow.

The quiet air was filled with anxiety.

Bazun Master touched it with his palm, and the faint traces of tea spread on the table, and it was quickly evaporated naturally.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and looked at Kong Yuhen again:

"Brother Yuhen, you have many sides, don't you?"

Of course Kong Yuhen saw Bazun's little move, and also knew what Xu Xiaoshou meant by his words, and said calmly:

"People have many sides, I may or may not be myself."

Me or not me... The last time I heard this sentence was at Guizu's place. Is it a coincidence?

Xu Xiaoshou felt that a listening device was installed on his body. Maybe the problem lies in the Shi Zu Shadow Staff?

He didn't think much and continued with the question:

"Even if a person has multiple sides, usually only one side can be displayed at the same time."

"The last time I saw you, this time I saw you, even when I saw you a breath ago, and when I saw you again a breath later...what I saw always seemed different?"

He looked at Ba Zunzun, without concealing the little actions between each other, and took the initiative to say:

"I noticed something was wrong. I asked Ba Zun to paint you in his eyes. It is indeed very different from what I saw."

"There are so many you, which one is you?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled slightly, and as he spoke, what flashed back in his mind was the indifferent look in Kong Yuhen's eyes he saw in the Dead Sea.

At that time, he thought that the friendly relationship between the two parties was over.

He never thought about seeing each other again. Kong Yuhen seemed to have forgotten what happened before, and acted as gentle as the meeting on Void Island.

——Is it the same person?

I hate looking at Xu Xiaoshou's drawings on his desk: a bearded man, a young man with a white face and no beard, and a jade-faced scholar's face, and chuckles:

"Does it matter?"

"Important." Xu Xiaoshou said firmly.

Kong Yuhen shook his head: "Then my answer is, I don't know why, maybe my state of mind is different, but if you look at me, it's not the case."

"No?"

"Yes, no." Kong Yuhen said thoughtfully, "If people are afraid, they will all be wolves and tigers; if they are good, they will be friendly; if they are suspicious, they will be feminine."

Xu Xiaoshou listened with squinted eyes and leaned back unconsciously.

The small wooden stool had no backrest, so he had to cross his arms with his chest, his eyes slightly closed, and his posture guarded, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

At this time, he discovered that Kong Yuhen had indeed changed from what he remembered - only after his Yi Daopan became transcendental, he realized that every time he saw Kong Yuhen, his appearance and body shape had either subtle or major changes.

.

This time, Kong Yuhen grew up from a fair-faced, beardless, feminine man to a powerful man with deep eyes and a high nose.

He looks enigmatic, like Dao Qiongzang's half-twin brother - he doesn't look like him, but he feels like him.

Xian Yuhen took a sip of tea, put his fingers on his left cheek, tilted his head and looked with a smile:

"My thousand-faced self depends on how you see me."

This is so thought-provoking!

Mei Siren paused for a while, not realizing that he had taken out the wrong paper fan. He quickly shook his "Appearance" and spoke slowly in a calm voice:

"Let me have a taste..."

Xu Xiaoshou took a breath and felt his head hurt: "Teacher, the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower is not that grand, so there is no need to be so pretentious."

Well?

Mei Siren choked and turned around to glare at the traitor.

Isn't it that the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower you mentioned is the Divine Court of the Ancestors of Time? This empty hate is mysterious and not easy to deal with.

It was his first time here and he had no experience, but he still changed his mind:

"I have heard that there is a legend about the ancient Bodhi tree, which says, 'Under the Bodhi tree, I have a thousand faces, and I have achieved enlightenment and fruition through reincarnation in nine lives.'"

"The saying 'people have thousands of faces' is not a good thing in the world of spiritual refining. If you achieve enlightenment, if you observe the thousands of faces and cultivate yourself, you will not achieve enlightenment..."

He hesitated for a moment, and under the gazes of the three people, especially Kong Yuhen, he calmed down, regained his self in class, and said earnestly:

"Are you afraid that your Tao has been messed up, leading to self-disorder?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked surprised.

He thought that Mr. Siren was able to enter the Ancient and Modern Wangyou Tower because he was familiar with the Bazun, because he could not enter before.

But obviously, he, Xu Baer, ​​doesn't have that much face.

Kong Yuhen pulled him in because Mr. Siren had reached this stage and Kong Yuhen also wanted something?

As expected, Meisi people's words fell silent.

In front of the tea table, the jade-faced scholar nodded his chin in his spare time, glanced away, and then offered a cup of tea and said politely:

"The old gentleman has a lot of experience, dare I ask the meaning of this statement?"

If these words came from Xu Xiaoshou, the first reaction of Mei Si people was that this guy was openly praising and covertly degrading, trying to harm himself in various ways!

But at this moment, he really saw in Kong Yuhen's eyes that he was asking for advice, seeking knowledge, and being serious.

He looked at Xu Xiaoshou.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were full of encouragement.

What are you talking about? Why are you encouraging me? I am your teacher... Mei Si was speechless and wanted to be silent, but after taking a long breath, she still chose to clear up Kong Yuhen's doubts:

"It's superficial and unlearned, it's just a little bit of humble opinion, don't take it seriously."

"However, there are all kinds of things in the world of mortals. I can't see them all, but I've seen only one-tenth of them. I've seen a lot of people like you."

After speaking for a moment, Mei Siren's eyes became more thoughtful, and he carefully considered his words and said: "Perhaps they are not as advanced as you in terms of spiritual realm, but these people have a distinctive... characteristic."

Features?

Something wrong?

Xu Xiaoshou took the initiative to correct Mr. Siren's wording. His eyes were in the air, and Mei and the two of them were looking at each other.

"May I ask, what are its characteristics?" Kong Yuhen asked sincerely for advice.

"Self-confinement."

Meisi people said definitely.

Autistic? Self-trapped? Constrained by oneself?

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful, looking at Kong Yuhen, feeling that what the teacher said was a bit appropriate.

This guy does feel a bit autistic, lonely, stubborn, living in his own world, and acting according to his own rules.

But the condition should not be that serious, and he can still talk to people and spread anxiety.

In the ancient and modern Wangyou Tower, everything can be forgotten - worry comes from it and cannot be cut off, and the owner of the building is no exception.

"May I ask, what do you mean by confining yourself?" I asked again when I had the time to spare.

Mei Siren shook his head now.

He didn't quite understand Kong Yu's hatred, he just read this feeling from the first scene and chose to speak out.

He couldn't give a definite answer. After all, he was just a sword instructor, not an old doctor.

He looked at Xu Xiaoshou: "This old student once said something that was quite enlightening. Maybe it will be the same for you."

"What are you talking about?"

"The super-Tao makes it easy, but it is difficult to distinguish oneself clearly."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Xiaoshou felt as if the clouds were clearing and the sun appeared, and he felt that the lingering shadow on Kong Yuhen's body had its roots.

This guy is in a "lost" state!

According to what the Eight Masters once said, every generation has one spare hate.
To be continued...