After trying to change the branches of multiple destinies, Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong finally realized something:

Mo Ran may not be gay, but in his long life, he will definitely meet a man named Chu Wanning and fall in love with him.

"So, instead of trying our best to introduce the girl to Mo Ran, we might as well kill Chu Wanning directly." Xiao Zhulong gave a perfect summary of the task.

"Or might as well change Chu Wanning's sex." Xue Meng added.

"Or degenerate the ink roe."

"Anyway, luck makes people feel bad. No matter how you play this game, how many female characters can choose, Mo Ran will eventually come with Chu Wanning."

Facing the concerted concert between the two staff members of the cultivation world, Director Jiang Xi's face was a little gloomy. He supported his side face with one hand and flipped through the thick stack of task report books in front of him. The various female protagonists' strategy branches listed on it in detail. The final outcome was without exception, all of them were finally married to Chu Wanning.

"I used to think this is a multi-end love-building game." Xue Meng's face was not as good as Jiang Xi, "I didn't expect it to be an old and boring RPG single-end game. Director Jiang, have you ever played Legend of Sword and Fairy? I can't remember it even in 1998... or 2001. In short, even that computer game from the last century will have a hidden ending of Lin Yueru."

He said, biting his lower lip with some dismay: "I think Mo Ran's life is not as good as the Immortal Sword I in 1998. He doesn't even have a hidden ending."

The young man complained endlessly at Director Jiang's desk with his hands and arms folded, while Director Jiang said nothing, his eyes swept over the failed strategy reports, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

"Actually, there is no need to limit Mo Ran's life." Finally, Jiang Xi raised his thin eyelids, "Have you tried his other reincarnation lines?"

"Why haven't you tried it?" Xue Meng said, "The Republic of China line. Future line... I'll try it all. Look back a few pages."

Sure enough, there are other reincarnation lines attached to the female protagonist's guide in the second half of the report.

"The Republic of China line is the most desperate." Xiao Zhulong interrupted, "We simulated traveling back to the Republic of China period. Mo Ran was a young master from a wealthy family. As a result, his father made a marriage for him and a young lady from his hometown. He just waited for the other lady to marry him and then married him."

Jiang Xi: "Oh? Isn't this very good?"

Xiao Zhulong said laughing and crying: "What's the good thing? Before the girl could grow up, Mo Ran ran away from home and joined the National Democratic Party, and announced that he would be free and not arrange a marriage."

"……Then what?"

"Then we went to war. After the Japanese pirates fought the civil war. During the civil war, he was sent to be a spy from his opponent." Xue Meng sighed, and then helped Jiang Xi turn the thick mission book to the page of the Republic of China line. "Look here and look at this photo. This kid looks decent in sheepskin, and he can't reveal the tail of the warlord. So everything was fine."

Jiang Xi almost knew the follow-up. He asked lightly without any surprise: "So how did Chu Wanning appear this time?"

"Don't mention it." Xue Meng waved his hand in annoyance, "He is the company commander of the company undercover Mo Ran. Once, when he was ambushed, Mo Ran collapsed his gun and bleeding and was unconscious. It was the company commander Chu who carried the National Party undercover and climbed back to the safety trenches from the sea of ​​blood."

“…”

Xiao Zhulong muttered: "In order to save this guy, Chu Wanning almost lost his life."

Jiang Xi sighed: "So after Mo Ran woke up, he betrayed the Kuomintang and stopped being undercover. He completely became a person from Chu Wanning."

He didn't even use any questions, just as if he had clearly seen Mo Ran's transformation from the past through the years and smoke of gunpowder, his skin and brain sulcus.

"Yes." Xue Meng rolled his eyes, "They fell in love later. They refused the outstanding lesbians who were enthusiastically introduced in the organization. They fought side by side, lying in a trench with guns and looked at the stars. They used bullets to make chain clothes, and after liberation, they lived in a courtyard and became two 'bachelors' who fascinated thousands of girls. The two 'bachelors' would make dumplings together, ride a phoenix bicycle on an outing together, take photos of color together, and go to the department store together to say that a bag of maltose was eaten in brown envelope paper."

These honey-colored old stories were spoken out by Xue Meng at the speed of a cannon. Although he was talking so quickly, the past flashed by like a meteor in a flash, Jiang Xi could still easily imagine those scenes.

Light blue smoke, dirty and damaged military uniforms.

In the trench made of blood and mud, two young men leaned against each other to the night. On their black eyes were eyelashes with wings, and the starlight in the wilderness was sprinkled. There were soldiers playing harmonica in the distance, and the sound of the piano drifted across the four sides, extinguishing in the dusk mist.

There is no war tonight, only a little bit of burnt smoke in the fog tells the turbulence of time.

There were also two young men's dark green stubble that had not been shaved off in time.

"Later, they were seventy and eighty years old." Xue Meng said dryly. After the sourness of love was over, his speech slowed down. "Later, the disaster that began in 1966 failed to separate the two stubborn old guys."

He finished speaking.

The sour smell of love permeates until death, but in fact death cannot turn it over.

Jiang Xi didn't say anything for a long time, and in the end he stopped reading the report. He closed the report and seemed a little headache. He raised his hand and pressed his side acupoint.

It is said that husband and wife are like birds in the forest, and they fly away from each other when the disaster strikes.

But if the catastrophe had not been able to dismantle the two old bones in ten years, Jiang Xi actually didn't know how likely it would be to force Mo Ran to make a girl stop being a gay.

Or maybe Mo Ran is not a gay?

Perhaps it is just that in his life and in his destiny, a man named Chu Wanning can never be missed, that's all.

After get off work, the people from the Cultivation Bureau left the office building one after another in the background music of "Going Home" (the song is the beloved of the former Director Nangong).

Some of them lived in the world of cultivation for a long time, so they could go home with swords freely, while others were used to integrating into the mortal world and living with people who no longer believed in gods, ghosts, demons and fairies so much. These people had to hide their extraordinary abilities, either taking the bus or subway, or driving a car, and diving into the night when the lights were on.

"I don't think there will be any consequences if I continue to waste like this." Jiang Xi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her back facing Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong, looking at the traffic under the building.

Finally he said, "Forget it."

Xue Meng didn't understand it for a moment, and he said "Hmm?"

Jiang Xi hugged his arms with both hands, turned halfway across his face and looked back at him: "I mean, your mission is over."

Anyway, no matter how you continue to test, there is only one ending for the game.

Before the world of cultivation has developed a new method, there is no need for repeated trial and error.

"Go home."

This is Xue Meng's first failed mission.

He heard Jiang Xi say this, although he knew it was not his own problem, he was still a little uneasy.

He subconsciously rubbed the carpet with the tip of his shoe, hesitated for a while, and said, "I still have a problem."

Jiang Xi had turned completely at this time. He leaned against the spotless window glass and raised his eyelashes slightly: "You said."

Xue Meng took a deep breath: "I saw him in the simulator when he was a child, and I thought he should be about the same age as me."

"so?"

“…so why don’t we find him directly and ask him if he is willing to cooperate with the experiment?”

Jiang Xi was quiet for a while, then sneered: "Genetic experiments are very dangerous. Do you think this world is like what you learned in history class? It is the world of cultivation that is still chaotic and unignorable?...We will not do such things with any free person at will."

“…”

"Even if that person is a beauty mat on the butterfly bone." Jiang Xi said, "Child, be awake. The era of people who cannibalize people has long passed."

Under the cold white lights of the director's office, Xue Meng's face seemed to be a little red.

He muttered, "...I don't mean that...I just...I just don't know..."

Jiang Xi began to clean up the documents, and during the process, the new director looked up at him again: "I know you don't mean that. But I must remind you that no matter who your father is - little kid, no matter how outstanding you have been in school, how many scholarships you have received, no matter if you have a good baby trophy that was shining by your mother in the bookcase for display."

Xue Meng's face became redder and redder. Before, it was because of embarrassment, but now it is more of anger.

"I don't care how good you did with Director Nangong, how many chapters you have stamped, and how many projects you have reviewed."

Jiang Xi turned a blind eye to his anger. He locked the documents into the drawer, raised his slender fingers, tidied up his dark green silk tie, and concluded: "For me, you still have a lot to learn."

After the domineering director finished speaking, he walked with long legs and passed by Xue Meng lightly.

Xue Meng shivered in anger and finally couldn't help but explode: "Jiang Xi!!!"

Jiang Xi just paused in front of the office door, and then he turned around and pursed his lips at the young man: "Remember to turn off the lights."

“…”

It's past seven o'clock in the evening now.

The last light in the Cultivation Bureau Building went out.

There has been no war recently, no huge projects that require rush, and no one will work overtime. People have their own places to go back.

Reunite with friends and date with lovers. The wife and husband were lying on the sofa, eating popcorn, and watching the TV screen flashing with blue light. The tall and tall man sashed apron and helped his parents prepare dinner together.

They all have places to go.

Although Jiang Xi is a bastard, he is right. Although no world will be perfect and no era is pure and pure, everything they live in today is much better than before. It has been too long and too long since the years when the turbulent and uneasy, order has been overthrown and rebuilt.

Many deeds and names have faded and disappeared in the long river. Many souls have been washed away in time and space, and have experienced the cycle of life and death again and again.

You are no longer the one you used to be, and I am no longer the one I used to be.

But we are still together.

Youth will grow old, muscles and bones will rot, and life will lose to time. However, those who are entangled with souls will always be given new flesh and blood by time. Those persistences that are not diluted by reincarnation will always be hugged by lovers again and again in the long life.

Life after life.

Xue Meng bid farewell to Xiao Zhulong and walked out of the building.

The sky was gray and covered with thick lead-gray clouds. He saw slight snowflakes falling down in the night sky, sprinkling onto the magnificent world.

He did not bring an umbrella, so he raised his collar and hurried to the nearest station. The white mist drifted away from his mouth and nose as he breathed.

Around him, in this city shrouded in the sky, in this world, countless destinies are intertwined-

Master Li’s old man in Shengjian’s restaurant calculated what he earned today. The old man was doing business well and received more and more patronages. He counted the money with a smile, intending to go to the bookstore to buy the "Ancient Sword Picks" that he had liked for a long time during his holidays. He liked to read such mysterious books. Although it was ridiculous, it was surprisingly beautiful.

The daughter of the Luo family is still in her 26th day. She just graduated from Agriculture and Forestry University. She took a taxi and planned to spend her 26th birthday in the nightclub in the city center. She didn't know that at this party held by her best friend for her, she would meet her childhood sweetheart and long-time neighbor's elder brother, who had been away from for many years. She didn't know that she would get the destined love she had.

The casino is bright and the wine is green, and the lady Sun, who is wearing bright nails, is smiling as she watches the guests spend a lot of money in her place. It's great to have money.

The girl named Ye and her fiancé were sitting in the wedding shop. They had been arguing seriously about the position of a pearl on the dress for half an hour. It seemed that the most deadly thing in the world was this bead. As long as this little bead was done, all the headache-inducing problems would be solved. What a damn dog, a man and a woman, the pearl on the wedding dress was their only trouble.

Shouldn't they look at the other two people who were separated by three blocks? - Mo Ran and Chu Wanning who lived in this era very well.

They are not illusions in the simulator, not games, or Xue Meng's mission.
To be continued...