"Hey, it's true...it's too difficult to bring a complete person to life."
Behind Gu Yuan, a light voice came.
Gu Yuan stood up suddenly and turned to look behind him. He was so tense that he didn't notice that the door had opened.
A tall girl with short hair stood at the door, wearing a white T-shirt with a bear pattern, a pair of denim shorts, slender pencil legs, and a pair of white shoes.
She passed by Gu Yuan, stretched out her hand, and picked up a scroll from the chair.
There is nothing left on the scroll except a ball of ink stains.
She looked at Gu Yuan, smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand.
"Hello, my name is Bai Yu."
Gu Yuan looked at the girl in front of him and never handed over his hand.
"Tsk, cheapskate." Bai Yu rolled his eyes.
Looking at the scroll in the other person's hand, Gu Yuan suddenly understood why he could smell such a strong smell of books and ink when he walked into the room before.
Is the other party also a transcendent?
Is this the other party's ability?
Gu Yuan was a little surprised.
After all, when he saw Xu Qingzhi just now, he was really frightened. He didn't expect that the Xu Qingzhi in front of him was fake. Later, Xu Qingzhi repeatedly emphasized that Gu Yuan believed in the Demon Suppression Division, which made him doubtful. .
Although he didn't get along with Xu Qingzhi for a long time, Gu Yuan had every reason to believe that the real Xu Qingzhi would not say such words repeatedly.
Just when he was about to ask a question, Bai Yu suddenly looked behind Gu Yuan.
"Boss."
Gu Yuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man.
He is tall and burly, about 1.85 meters tall, with sword-shaped eyebrows and sharp eyes, making him a tough guy.
Wearing a gray gown, it fits the other person's temperament very well and doesn't look out of place, but now that it's summer, it looks a little weird.
The man's eyes stayed on Gu Yuan for a moment.
Then he returned to his seat and sat down.
Glancing at Bai Yu, the middle-aged man frowned slightly. Even though he didn't say anything, Bai Yu had already lowered his head and picked his fingers, looking pitiful as if he had made a mistake.
"You go out first."
"Oh..." Bai Yu quickly took the scroll and left.
He also closed the door.
The middle-aged man looked at Gu Yuan, was silent for a moment, and said, "Sit down."
A simple word, but it gives people an undoubted sense of power, although the other party cannot create a sense of oppression.
Gu Yuan held the chair and sat down.
In fact, Gu Yuan has always had doubts in his heart.
It was what Xu Qingzhi said before disappearing, combined with the look in the other person's eyes at that moment, Gu Yuan always felt that Xu Qingzhi seemed to know him, although this sounded very unreasonable.
The atmosphere in the office is a bit dull.
What scares me most is that the air suddenly becomes quiet.
The middle-aged man was always in a state of emptiness, as if he was reminiscing about something. He didn't speak, and Gu Yuan didn't know what to say. He was just sitting on the chair, counting every second. of.
It took a long time for the middle-aged man to come back to his senses.
He looked at Gu Yuan in front of him with gentle eyes.
"Don't be nervous."
"It's okay." Gu Yuan coughed lightly, and then asked tentatively, "Are you... Li Siming?"
The other party nodded.
Gu Yuan was a little emotional.
Li Siming is still a handsome uncle now, and he must have been a handsome boy when he was young. Thinking about Xu Qingzhi, this is indeed a golden boy and a beautiful girl made in heaven.
"Actually, you don't need to test me like this. I will tell you everything I know and will not hide anything deliberately. After all, I also need your help now." Gu Yuan said.
Li Siming was a little dazed, but even if he understood the meaning of Gu Yuan's words, he opened his mouth. He originally wanted to say that Bai Yu's test had nothing to do with him, but when he reached his mouth, he took it back and just nodded.
Act casual.
Gu Yuan's hands were placed on his legs unnaturally, folded together. Facing this middle-aged man, he could always feel an invisible sense of oppression. The words "sit on pins and needles" are perfectly suitable to be placed here. but.
He was also a little curious about this.
Is Li Siming like this on weekdays?
Or was it because of Xu Qingzhi's incident that he was hit hard?
We don’t know either, and we don’t dare to ask…
"Ge Fei has already told me about the previous matter." Li Siming pondered for a moment and said, "However, I still need you to say it again."
Gu Yuan frowned.
"Don't worry, let's have a cup of tea first." Li Siming stood up, took out a tea set from the cabinet, and brewed a pot of tea. His movements were slow and slow, making Gu Yuan a little unpredictable.
It didn't seem like a big deal to tell Li Siming everything that happened in the Demon Realm.
But the problem is...
While Gu Yuan was drinking tea, he was debating whether to tell the other party about the changes in his body. After all, the tentacles were really scary.
But he was worried that if he told the other party, Li Siming would think that Gu Yuan had become a monster, and then he would kill him.
After thinking for a long time, Gu Yuan decided to hide this for now. Even if he was willing to believe the Demon Suppression Division, it was a matter of life and death and he didn't dare to take the risk.
When Gu Yuan was explaining, Li Siming's eyes would change subtly every time he heard the name "Xu Qingzhi", but from beginning to end, he just listened quietly and did not ask questions.
"I don't know what happened next," Gu Yuan said. "When I woke up, I saw Ge Fei and Zhou Zhouzhen."
Li Siming took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Yuan, his sharp eyes making the latter feel weak and his eyes wandering.
"I know you are hiding something."
Gu Yuan's heart skipped a beat.
But immediately, Li Siming's eyes became gentle again.
"But it doesn't matter. After all, you don't know us yet. The part you conceal does not affect the integrity of the story. It must be related to yourself. When you want to say something, you can come to me at any time."
Gu Yuan nodded slightly.
At this moment, Li Siming took out the jade stone again.
Soul jade.
Gu Yuan took a look.
Li Siming placed the soul jade on the table and said, "This soul jade will be left in the Demon Suppression Department for the time being. However, after all, it was given to you by Qingzhi. I think it is yours."
Gu Yuan was a little surprised.
"No... you can't say that. When senior Xu Qingzhi gave me the soul jade, he just wanted to protect me."
Li Siming nodded and said: "Soul Jade, I really can't return it to you, but I will find something more suitable for you and give it to you in exchange."
Gu Yuan wanted to say something else, but Li Siming waved his hand and said softly: "The situation is indeed a bit complicated, but you don't have to worry too much. Are you homesick after being away for so long? I'll ask Zhou Zhen to take you home. , you can contact us at any time, and if anything goes wrong, feel free to come to me."
"Well, okay." Gu Yuan stood up subconsciously.
He could tell that Li Siming was not in a very good mood. Maybe he needed a quiet atmosphere to calm down his inner emotions.
He walked to the door, slapped his head, suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at Li Siming.
"Senior Xu Qingzhi said that if I have the opportunity to leave the Demon Realm and see you, I will help her say to you...I'm sorry."
Li Siming's expression was slightly startled. He raised his head and looked at Gu Yuan, his eyes were extremely complex, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say a word, just nodded lightly.
Gu Yuan did not stay any longer, opened the door and walked out.
Li Siming stood up, picked up the soul jade on the table, and gently rubbed it with his fingers.
His eyes seemed to have no focus, and even his soul drifted into the depths of the galaxy.
Standing in front of the window, looking at the bustling market outside the window, he put one hand behind his back and gently held the soul jade with the other hand. He moved his lips and talked to the evening breeze.
"it does not matter."
