Guqin becomes a beauty

Minister Ling presided over the meeting with a gloomy face. All the subordinates present were trembling, and they managed to end the meeting.As soon as Ling Xingwei took Rong Zun out of the house, the people who were sitting upright began to chat with each other. Everyone was asking each other about the origin of the mysterious director of the Guqin Department. Some people said that he was airborne from above. , and some people said that he knew the minister before...

The Ministry of National Heritage has a huge system, and only a small number of people participated in the project of searching for ancient gods. Most of them are simple civil servants with a law-abiding materialism attitude.

At this time, Jiang Qing didn't know Rong Zun's origin, so she pulled Xiao Xu around and asked, which made Xiao Xu very painful.

Ling Xing didn't throw Rong Zun into the passenger seat of his car, and said calmly, "Fasten your seat belt."

Rong Zun struggled clumsily for a long time, but in the end Ling Xingwei couldn't take it anymore, so he turned around and helped him buckle it up.

"Shall we go buy a mobile phone?" Rong Zun closed the window halfway down, enjoying the wind blowing outside.

"Yeah." Ling Xingwei looked at his blown messy hair, reached out and closed the window again, "There is construction going on outside, and the air is not good."

Rong Zun leaned back and looked at the high-rise buildings outside, "Human beings nowadays are really smart. They don't have magic power, but they can create these magical things with external force."

"It took thousands of years of development for human beings to achieve today's achievements. They are intelligent, but they can't do without the enlightened teachings of their ancestors." Ling Xingwei's voice was calm and slow, "Everything Fuxi did back then, in today's eyes, It's all worth it. They haven't forgotten their roots."

"You know Fuxi?"

Ling Xing did not pause for a moment, without changing his face, "Everyone knows it now. To commemorate him, a Fuxi Temple was built in the northwest region, and many people go to worship every year."

"Da Mao has his own temple..." Rong Zun murmured, lowering his head, "That must be better than the tomb I built for him. Now Penglai can't find it, and I don't know if their tomb is still there... "

There was a long silence, only the car stopped and started driving in the congested urban area of ​​Beijing City, making people dizzy.

"I'll find it." When he arrived at the place, Ling Xing didn't park the car, opened the door and walked out.Rong Zun got out of the car, and the two of them looked at each other across the car. The man looked at him, his eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars, and his tone was light, "Now that you are back, I have more confidence."

After the two entered the store, Ling Xingwei didn't ask Rong Zun what he liked, and directly bought a white phone of the same model as his own, and installed the card.He took Rong Zun to the coffee shop next door, ordered him a glass of milk, ordered an Americano himself, then sat down on the seat beside him, and taught him how to use his mobile phone.

Rong Zun's memory is very good, after demonstrating the basic usage, let him explore the rest at will.Rong Zun clicked on the icons one by one, glanced at Ling Xingwei leisurely picked up the coffee, took a sip, and seemed to enjoy it.

He asked, "Is yours good?"

Ling Xing didn't put down the cup, but pushed towards him, "If you don't like it, taste it yourself."

Rong Zun looked at it, but didn't move.

Ling Xing didn't realize it until he finished speaking.The corners of her mouth pursed, but she didn't know whether she should be happy or disappointed by his reaction.

When they lived in Penglai, Rong Zun never minded using his things. Sometimes when he came back from a morning exercise around the mountain, his head was covered in sweat, Rong Zun would hand him his teacup directly when he saw it...

When he was a child, after feeding him, Rong Zun didn't mind to continue eating from his bowl.

It turns out that these intimacy actions are only indulged in Xingwei, not Ling Xingwei.

He got up, went to the front desk to buy an identical cup of coffee, and put it in front of Rong Zun, "Taste it, it's a bit bitter."

Rong Zun looked at him, picked it up, carefully put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and immediately wrinkled his nose.

Ling Xingwei smiled, and handed him sugar cubes and granulated sugar, "It will be better if you put a little."

Rong Zun took a sip every time he put in a pack, until he put in three or four packs in a row, and finally leaned back discouraged, "I won't drink it, it's too bitter."

Ling Xingwei knew this would happen a long time ago, reached out and took his cup and poured it into his mouth, stood up, "Let's go."

His movements were so natural that Rong Zun didn't even have time to react. He wanted to remind him, but it was already too late, so he had to swallow the words back in a strange way.

He got into the car and learned to fasten his seat belt this time.

The car starts.From the corner of his eyes, Ling Xing saw that he was lowering his head to save his number into the mobile phone. Just as the corner of his mouth was about to bend, he saw that he immediately entered Jiang Qing's phone number!Stepped on the brakes——

"What are you saving her phone for?!"

"If you have a mobile phone, don't you just want to save it?" Rong Zun staggered slightly, looked up in confusion and saw that he was angry again, sighed, and retreated in a good-tempered way, "Okay, okay, it's okay if you don't save it, I won't forget it anyway."

"........."

Looking at his confident appearance, Ling Xingwei wanted to throw the newly bought mobile phone out of the window very, very much.

***

Back at the Guqin shop, Cheng Lian was surprised that the minister personally delivered Rong Zun, and he was overjoyed when he heard that he was about to conduct a space-time inspection and could go back to the Eastern Han Dynasty with Rong Zun.

"That's great. With Minister Ling by my side, I feel much more at ease with Master." He was grateful.

Ling Xingwei snorted softly, "It's not your turn to worry about it." Seeing a big thick notebook and a lot of supplies he had prepared for Rong Zun, he turned his face away in disgust, "Throw them all away."

Cheng Lian was not willing to follow suit, and explained: "Mr. Ling, you don't know something. My master has never suffered. He usually uses these things at home. Anyway, they are packed in the Qiankun bag..."

"The universe bag is not a garbage bag."

Ling Xing didn't stride towards the backyard, took two steps and turned around, and saw Cheng Lian looking like a wounded old lady, exhaled impatiently, and reached out to take the thick note book written by himself, Throw it into your Qiankun bag.

"Take this, it's okay to let that illiterate make up lessons."

Cheng Lian raised his head again, and Ling Xingwei had disappeared.

……

This time, because it was to rebuild Jiaowei, Ling Xingwei only took a wisp of the piano soul and attached it to Rong Zun's crystal necklace.

They stood in a valley.

Rong Zun wore a complicated white robe, his long black hair was hanging behind him, and the end was tied lightly with a blue headband. He calmly stretched his waist, turned his head and was about to speak to Ling Xing, but suddenly opened his mouth and stopped. it's -

The man beside him was tall and straight, the suit on his body turned into a black gown at some point, his neat short hair became longer, and tied high behind his head with a red headband, his eyebrows were raised slantingly, his facial features were as carved, and his black eyes were quiet And deep, when a real gentleman is like jade, he is unparalleled.

"Huh?" Feeling the sight, Ling Xingwei lowered his eyes and opened his lips, "What's wrong?"

Another picture seemed to emerge in Rong Zun's mind.

In the dew-stained morning, the young man who couldn't see his face pushed open his door. He was immature but straight, leaning against the door, with a lazy and helpless tone, "I've been calling you for a long time, why are you in a daze?"

——"What are you in a daze for again?"

Rong Zun suddenly opened his eyelids, and saw a more mature man lowering his head and asking him the same words.

"I'm not in a daze..." he murmured.

"Leave without being in a daze." Ling Xing didn't turn around and lead the way.

Rong Zun caught up with him, felt the pendant on his chest trembling, reached out to hold it in doubt, "Jiao Wei, what's wrong with you?"

The pendant trembled even more.

Ling Xingwei didn't turn his head back, "Shove him back, you are so good-looking now, and you keep facing him, he can't stand it."

The pendant "buzzed" and shook violently for a few times, then stopped abruptly, and fell into the palm of Rong Zun—as if fainted.

Rong Zun: "..."

He silently put the pendant back on his chest, and followed for a while, looking at Ling Xing without hesitation, but occasionally took out a pocket watch-like thing to look at, and couldn't help being curious, "How do you know the way?" ?”

"The GPS specially developed by the Ministry of National Heritage, you can't use it well now, I want to learn it and go back and teach you."

"I can count with my fingers. Do you want to learn? I can teach you now."

"100."

"..." Rong Zun fell silent.Thinking of him as an ancient god, now even a small trick has to be restricted, a little unhappy.

"It's almost here." Ling Xingwei's voice sounded, he jumped onto a high stone, and turned around to pull Rong Zun, the man had already come up leisurely, and then suddenly rushed forward, the white shadow flashed, carrying a person Just popped out of the water.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough...a lot, thank you, young master, for helping me."

A man in his 30s spat out water embarrassingly, and did not forget to thank him.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

The man only felt that the voice of the speaker was extremely gentle, and when he looked up, his eyes widened in astonishment—he was so conceited and talented that he couldn't find the right words to describe the person in front of him, and he was stunned.

"Are you alright?" Rong Zun frowned slightly, and looked at him with concern—this man, was he choked up by the water?

"Immortal, Immortal...?"

"Immortal?" Rong Zun thought that his identity had been exposed, so he quickly looked at Ling Xingwei.Ling Xing didn't give him a blank look, standing on a tall stone, he said coldly, "We are just passers-by, if there is no problem, sir, we will leave first."

"Slow, wait!" The man came to his senses at this moment. He was a little embarrassed to make a fool of himself in front of such two brilliant people just now, and quickly saluted, "I... Yuan Jie, thank you two for saving your life."

"It's not worth mentioning the grace of saving lives. The water is shallow and people cannot be drowned."

"Uh..." Ling Xingwei blocked his words in a few words, and was embarrassed. An old man carrying firewood passed by here. He saw that the three of them were all in good looks, and saw that the man was covered in water. He came over Asked, "How many people are in trouble? The old man's house is not far ahead. If you don't mind, you can go and clean up one or two."

It was already cold in the mountains at sunset, the man was shivering from the cold, and he was no longer polite when he saw this, he stepped forward and bowed, "Thank you, old man, I'm sorry to bother you." He looked at Rong Zun and Ling Xingwei longingly, " I don't know if the two benefactors are willing to go together, let me tidy up my clothes and thank you."

Rong Zun thought that with Ling Xingwei's temperament, he would definitely refuse, but he said coldly, "Okay."

The man was overjoyed, and he followed the old man to the front with his clothes full of water.

Ling Xingwei followed Rong Zun side by side, walking at a leisurely pace.

Rong Zun felt that he was getting closer to him, as if he wanted to say something.

"how?"

Ling Xingwei pressed his head against his ear, his voice was low and soft, a little numb, "That person, his mother's surname is Yuan, and his style name is Bojie."

Rong Zun trembled slightly, couldn't help reaching out to rub his ears, and looked up at him.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Ling Xingwei Ruyu's face was shining brightly, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, "He is the person we are looking for, Cai Yong."