The Only Magician on Earth

   A red Maserati president quietly passed by the country road. The dense trees on both sides covered the sky. Looking forward, it looked like a green tunnel.

   Rice fields, villages, an occasional roadside shop... Everything is so familiar to the eyes.

  The car was very quiet, no one spoke, and no one wanted to break the silence.

  Gu Yimin even had tears in his eyes. Here, there are bits and pieces of his memories, a life between him and the person he loves the most, and the sustenance of his happiness in life.

   "Zi—"

   Maserati parked next to a house on the edge of the village.

  In recent years, the countryside has undergone great changes. Villagers who have money have begun to turn over their houses. Therefore, this old house, which is already somewhat dilapidated, looks even more alternative.

  Compared with the tall and spacious small buildings with bright windows around, this old house looks like a sickly old man, with a hunched stature, which makes it even more dwarfed.

Because it has been inhabited for a long time and has been in disrepair for a long time, the entrance of the old house and the yard are full of weeds, and even on the roof, there are weeds or small trees growing vigorously, and the dross of the roof is lifted. .

   "Yi Min, are you back?"

  Gu Feng stood at the door and quickly attracted the attention of nearby people.

   came out one by one and greeted them warmly.

   "Yimin, what's the matter?" This is implicitly asking Gu Yimin about his imprisonment.

   "Gu Feng, you came back with your dad too?"

   There are old and young, and seeing Gu Yimin and Gu Feng are very enthusiastic and very happy.

  Gu Yimin and Bai Bingbing have lived in this village for more than ten years. They have always been kind and generous, and most of them get along very well with their neighbors.

   What happened to Gu Yimin more than two years ago, everyone understands what happened, not only no one discriminates against him, but they are very sympathetic.

   "Hmm! I'm back!"

   "Hello, Father Wang!"

   "Uncle Sun, your body is still so tough!"

   Looking at these villagers, Gu Yimin responded with a sincere smile on his face.

   "Aren't you going to go back this time?"

   "Well, I'll stay for a while!" Gu Yimin took the cigarette handed over by an uncle next to him and lit it up. The movement came naturally, as if he were one of them.

   "Who is this pretty girl? Antiquity's girlfriend? She looks so handsome!"

   A fat middle-aged woman with a face full of gossip. Those naked eyes made Guan Zishao blush.

   After finally dealing with these enthusiastic villagers, he opened the door of the old house.

   Across the courtyard wall, you can vaguely hear the voices of the villagers in the street:

   "Yi Min came back in his car and made a fortune outside?"

"Not necessarily! Buying a car is nothing now, and this car seems to be of a miscellaneous brand? I know all the signs of a good car, such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi, Volkswagen... This is not a car of a miscellaneous brand. How much should it be worth? Many people in our village have bought cars!"

   "Yeah! It was Qiangshan who went out to work and had a lot of knowledge!"

  Poof!

  Gu Feng held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and the sip he just drank in immediately spewed out. I really want to rush out immediately and grab that strong mountain by the ear and shout:

Dear! See this trident logo clearly, this is Maserati! What's worse than BMW and Benz? Not to mention the big-ticket Volkswagen.

   Guan Zishao also smiled for a while.

   How can the people in the village expect their realm to be high? Although he has a good relationship with Gu Feng and his son, it is inevitable to discuss, evaluate and compare behind the scenes.

  …

   Although the furniture in the house is simple, it is complete, but it has not been used for a long time, and a layer of soil has fallen.

   Simply pack up and let Guan Zishao rest here. Gu Feng and Gu Yimin brought yellow paper and other items bought in advance to worship Bai Bingbing.

   On a hill outside the small village, there is a lot of greenery and a solitary grave.

  Gu Yimin finished burning the yellow paper and put aside the ancient style. Carrying a bottle of liquor alone, sitting next to the lonely grave, he murmured, narrating more than two years of life, and recalling the bits and pieces of life in the small village, crying and laughing.

   Standing in the distance, looking at the lonely and slightly old back, was infected by this emotion, and the ancient style was also sad.

   In his previous life, although he was a talented magician and enjoyed his life to the fullest, it was because his parents died very early and he did not enjoy the affection of his parents.

   Even, he doesn't have a person who really loves him, and who he loves.

   Now, looking at Gu Yimin, he can feel that this is true love.

  Love, family... Gu Feng felt that something was beginning to sprout in his heart. And on his shoulders, that responsibility is getting heavier and heavier.

   The breeze is gentle, and the green grass is full.

  This sudden realization made Gu Feng feel that the surrounding scenery seemed to become clearer.

   This kind of clarity is unprecedented, and it is a great improvement in the state of mind.

   A faint smile appeared on Gu Feng's face.

   The improvement in his state of mind just now would not allow him to directly advance in his cultivation, but it would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

   This is equivalent to broadening his potential and improving his talent for cultivation.

   Until the sky darkened, Gu Yimin dragged his body full of alcohol and returned to the village under Gu Feng's repeated persuasion.

   At the door of the old house, you can see the red Maserati parked on the side of the road, but the house is dark and there is no light.

   "Huh? What's going on? Could it be that Guan Zishao went to Aunt Fatty's house?" Gu Feng secretly speculated.

   Crunch!

  The door opens.

"Who?"

   Immediately, a voice trembled slightly.

   Gu Feng felt a good laugh in his heart. This voice was naturally Guan Zishao. She wanted to play a prank to scare her, but suddenly she felt that this girl was a little pitiful, so she suppressed the idea.

   "Me! Why don't you turn on the lights?"

   "Yeah! You guys are finally back!"

   With the cry, "Boom!" With the sound of the stick falling to the ground, a figure almost rushed over and threw himself into Gu Feng's arms.

  Gu Feng immediately understood that Guan Zishao was actually holding a wooden stick in his hand for self-defense.

   "Why are you coming back now? I'm scared to death myself here!"

   Guan Zishao trembled, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or what, his voice was crying. This look is clearly a girl who is ignorant of the world. Where is the appearance of the all-powerful "General Manager Guan"?

   "I'm sorry! I thought you would leave first because we won't come!" Gu Feng was also a little apologetic in his heart.

   "You didn't come back, how could I leave by myself? I wanted to call and ask, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so..."

   Guan Zishao did not continue to speak, but the meaning of the ancient style has been understood.

  Gu Yimin had been in prison for more than two years. It was the first time he came back to worship his wife. It would be very inappropriate for Guan Zishao to call to urge him.