Han Yan waved at the students in the elevator and declined their offers to send him off. He held the room card and staggered back to his room. On the last night of the graduation trip, everyone drank a lot due to the sadness in their hearts. Han Yan was the same. He usually had a low alcohol tolerance, but today, he was forced to drink four bottles of beer. Now, he was walking like he was stepping on cotton. His footsteps were low and high, and his consciousness was almost blurred.

"I'm almost in my room … I can't, I'm going to throw up." Han Yan struggled to speed up.

When he was about to reach the door, Han Yan suddenly tripped and fell on a warm and soft body.

"Smells good …" Han Yan looked up and saw a pretty face with messy hair and rosy cheeks.

Han Yan knew this woman. She was the white-collar beauty who sat across from him on the train. Her surname was Wu, but he couldn't remember her name. He only remembered that she didn't like to talk and was as cold as an iceberg.

"Miss Wu, Miss Wu, wake up," Han Yan shook her shoulder, "You're lying in front of my room. Where is your room? I'll take you back."

Wu Yue's eyes opened slightly and curved into a blurry crescent. Her upper teeth gently bit her lower lip. It was very seductive. Unfortunately, Han Yan was in a trance and didn't see this seductive scene.

"Don't take me back … Take me in and hide …" Wu Yue's voice was trembling as if she was enduring something.

"Okay, then tonight you sleep on my bed and I'll sleep on the sofa." Han Yan felt his stomach churning. He didn't have time to think about it. He opened the door, carried Wu Yue in, and gently placed her on the bed.

Han Yan took off her high heels and put Wu Yue's clothes under the blanket. He also pulled up the blanket and considerately covered Wu Yue's shoulders. He didn't notice that a pair of beautiful sparkling eyes were watching his gentle movements. Her cold eyes seemed to have melted a lot.

"Ugh …" Han Yan could no longer suppress the churning liquid in his stomach. He covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

Han Yan vomited in the toilet like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Han Yan finally couldn't suppress the alcohol. He only felt that the world was spinning. He hugged the toilet bowl full of filth and fell asleep. He didn't feel the stench.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Yan stood up in a daze. He smelled his clothes and fanned his right palm in front of his nose in disgust. He quickly stripped himself naked and threw his clothes into the bathtub.

He had already blacked out. There was a beautiful woman lying on the bed, and he said that he would sleep on the sofa tonight. He had completely forgotten everything that had happened before. There was only a trace of consciousness left in his mind, and that was to go back to bed and sleep.

Han Yan climbed onto the bed without wearing anything and fell into a deep sleep.

The night was quiet. Only the soft breathing of two people could be heard in the room.

If it was only like this until dawn, the trajectory of the world would still be so dull and boring. Nothing would happen after that.

However, things in the world were so strange. Although the drug in Wu Yue's body was a little slow, it still took effect.

A thin and weak arm stretched out from under the blanket and hooked around Han Yan's neck. Without any explanation, the arm pulled him.

...

The two people who were immersed in joy didn't notice that the light in the room was distorted. A door was broken open out of thin air, and two people walked out.

In fact, they couldn't be called people. They were actually floating in the air, stepping on white clouds. The one who looked older had a robe draped over his body. His hair and beard were white, and there was a light of wisdom between his brows. The other one was wearing armor and a crown of the Golden-Winged Crow. He held a golden pagoda in his left hand. His body was tall and sturdy. His eyes were sharp and his aura was threatening.

"General Li Jing, we haven't come to the lower realm for a long time." The older one stroked his beard and sighed.

It turned out that this general-like person was the famous Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing. He nodded and said, "Yes, in recent years, the spiritual energy in the lower realm has been scarce. In addition, the heavenly rules have become stricter. No one is willing to come down."

"A day in the heavens is a year on the earth. We haven't come down for a few years. I don't know how many thousands of years have passed on the earth. It seems to have changed a lot." The two people didn't seem to have seen the good things about Han Yan and Wu Yue.

"No matter how big the changes are, it's not suitable for us to stay for long when the spiritual energy is exhausted. It's only been a while, but I feel that a lot of spiritual energy in my body has been lost. If it wasn't for sending the princess down, I really wouldn't want to come down. Poor Her Highness the Princess. She accidentally violated the Heavenly Law and has to suffer a lifetime of punishment in this lower realm. Although we can bring her back in a few months, she has to suffer in this barren land for over a hundred years. It's really hard on Her Highness the Princess. Wen Qu Xing, do you have any way to help the princess? "

Wen Qu Xing's long beard fluttered in the wind. He had a sage-like appearance and said, "The princess is usually so kind and treats everyone very well. Naturally, I have to think of a way. It's just that the heavenly rules have too many restrictions! "

"That's right, we can't interfere too much in the lower realm. Otherwise, I'll use 60 years of my power to leave some immortal spiritual energy for the princess."

"No, immortal spiritual energy doesn't belong to the energy of the lower realm. It will trigger the heavenly rules." Wen Qu Xing shook his head.

His eyes suddenly lit up and said, "I have an idea. Since we can't directly help the princess, we can help her father in the lower realm. This child's temperament is not bad. It's just that he's not strong enough. If he's strong enough, he can protect the princess. "

"As expected of Wen Qu Xing, you came up with such a good idea. Haha, then I'll give a part of my power to this young man. "

"No, your power is too obvious and might affect the lower realm. This will still attract the attention of the heavenly rules. You can't be too shocking. "Wen Qu Xing reached out his left hand and stopped Pagoda Heavenly King Li Jing.

"Then what should we do?"

"I can make him smart and give him a photographic memory. This kind of change can still be tolerated by the heavenly rules and the secular world." Wen Qu Xing waved his sleeve and a colorful light flashed into Han Yan's head and gradually disappeared.

Pagoda Heavenly King Li Jing pondered for a bit and said, "Then I can also give him a Daoist technique in the mortal world. This way, he and the princess can both cultivate. But I can't let him get it so easily. He can only get this technique if he is determined to protect the princess. "

He made a mudra with his right hand and pointed at the pagoda in his left hand. A light floated out of the pagoda and disappeared into Han Yan's head without stopping. His mudra changed again and a small door opened at the top of the pagoda. A much smaller figure came out and bowed slightly to the two before floating to Wu Yue's abdomen.

"It's almost time. We should go." Wen Qu Xing said.

Pagoda Heavenly King Li Jing nodded and the two walked into the door floating in the void. Another light and shadow twisted and the room returned to its original state. The Wu Mountain was still there and the rain and clouds were still there as if nothing had happened.

More than an hour later, the battle finally died down. With a moaning sound, the room returned to silence.

After a long time, Wu Yue opened her eyes. Right now, she looked at Han Yan. Her beautiful hair spread over Han Yan's chest. In this quiet and dark room, she didn't say anything, but her beautiful eyes were no longer spirited, as if she was thinking about something in the dim light.

Han Yan was still in a drunken dream. He dreamt that he was with his girlfriend for the first time. He didn't know what his girlfriend said or did that made him love her so much. In the dream, the scenes changed very quickly. One moment, he was walking on a green land with a beautiful woman, and the next moment, his girlfriend inexplicably wanted to break up with him. His mood suddenly fell into an abyss, and he chased after his girlfriend's train, but he was powerless to stop it.

Han Yan was struggling in the dream. In reality, he was also frowning and muttering to himself, "Xiao Ran, don't leave me, Xiao Ran …"

Wu Yue couldn't get up and reached out to touch Han Yan's face. But in the end, she didn't put her hand down. After a while, a long sigh came from the dark night. Wu Yue withdrew her hand. She began to fumble for her clothes, but they were kicked off and rolled to the ground in the madness.

Wu Yue just touched the ground. Under the friction, she felt a force on her thigh. Her legs went soft and she knelt on the ground. At this time, the strong Wu Yue could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes. Bean-sized teardrops rolled out of her beautiful eyes, streaking across her pretty cheeks and falling to the ground.

The sound of sobbing didn't last long. Wu Yue stubbornly bit her lower lip. Her teeth left a bright red mark on it and she didn't let herself cry. She raised her left hand, wiped away her tears, and put on her clothes.

After tidying up for a long time, Wu Yue used the weak light of the phone to erase the traces of her existence in the room. Although it was extremely difficult for her to move, she still resolutely picked up her belongings and the cut sheets and staggered to the door.

Just at the moment when she held the door handle, Wu Yue stopped. She hesitated for a moment, turned back, picked up Han Yan's phone on the table, and wrote down Han Yan's number.

The door opened and closed gently. The beauty was gone. Only a little bit of fragrance remained, but it dissipated with the air conditioner running.

That night, a lot of things happened in Han Yan's room, but it also seemed like nothing had happened. Everything seemed to have suddenly deviated from the track, but returned to the starting point before it was discovered. However, the butterfly wings in the Amazon jungle had already flapped. Would Han Yan's life continue as he expected?

When Han Yan woke up, he would forget about Wu Yue's appearance that night because of the drunken stupor and the hurried journey back. He would forget about the short-lived marriage that they had, and forget about the karma that he had sowed by summoning clouds and rain tonight. However, the Han Yan that woke up was no longer the him of the past. Because there was a fairy in heaven who had fallen to the mortal world, his fate was already tightly connected to his!