Because I lost the lost branches and the night was dark, I have gained great virtue in recent years by being able to circumvent the East China Sea before the watch. So, I don't expect to be able to rush back to Qingqiu before dawn.
However, the East China Sea is a waterway to the west. When I was still a fox with my paws on the ground from the west, I lived on land. Naturally, all the roads in the west looked the same, without much difference. After getting out of the water, I realized that I had gone in the wrong direction and mistakenly took the road from the north to the east.
Now under my eyes and ears, the sky is bright and the moon is bright. I was sitting on a rock on the north coast of the East China Sea, but I was really worried.
It's not difficult to return to the original route and swim back from the East China Sea, but running into Ye Huajun again will not be easy in terms of appearance. After thinking about it, I decided to spend the night on the north shore tonight and make plans tomorrow morning.
The moon in the west is full of beauty, but it is still warm during the day, but very cold at night. I was wearing only a few clothes, and the white air in the sea forced me to sneeze three times in a row. Finally he jumped off the rock and plunged into the nearby forest.
Although this forest is not as good as Zheyan's, the branches are high and rugged, covered with layers of leaves, which provide good protection from the wind. Since the wind protection is good, the light protection is also good. Therefore, although there is a bright moon hanging in the sky on the ninth level, you can't see any fingers in the forest. I took off the white silk that bound my eyes and folded them carefully, then took out a dove egg-sized luminous pearl from my sleeve, thinking about finding a tree branch with three branches to lie down on for the night.
The forest is really messy, and although it is an animal and illuminated by luminous pearls, my eyes are obviously not as good as those of others of the same kind. He stumbled only three feet and rolled into a big hole under his feet without paying attention.
Brother Xi followed Zheyan in writing books, and he collected many absurd stories from the Eight Wildernesses of the Western Sea.
One time, it was said that there was a solitary mountain called Yankong among the mountains in the Eastern Wasteland. There was an archway at the foot of the mountain, and a beautiful monster lived in a bottomless pit under the archway. Although the monster looked smoky and flirtatious, he was actually a kind monster. Unfortunately, he fell in love with a mortal who was cultivating the truth. However, the mortal wanted to ascend, but the monster was persistent, causing a lot of grudges and entanglements. In the end, he ruined his own cultivation and took the lives of many people in the mountain. . Xi Ge put this story in the admonishment chapter of his book history to warn future generations of little gods.
The hole that traps me now is quite similar to the bottomless pit described in Xi Ge's book. But this mountain is not Yankong Mountain, and this cave should not be a bottomless pit. However, there is no guarantee that a beautiful and infatuated monster will not live under the cave. If I could meet her once, enlighten her, and give her to Brother Xi to take care of his Bifangniao mount, it would be considered as a good relationship forged in Qingqiu.
Thinking of this level, I feel much more at ease and let my body fall endlessly.
After half a stick of incense passed, he fell to the bottom of the cave, causing his legs to hit the ground.
My eyes suddenly opened up. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse on the canopy made by magic. There was a curved stream of water below, and a grass pavilion was erected on the water, which was slightly wider than the fox hole of my father and mother.
There is a pair of mandarin ducks and a man and a woman making love in the thatched pavilion.
My original intention was to seek enlightenment from a monster who had not yet done any evil, but I didn’t want to see someone else having fun in the boudoir, and I would be stunned and embarrassed.
The man's back was turned to me, and his appearance could not be clearly seen. Half of the woman's face was buried in the man's shoulder, and her delicate eyebrows made it impossible to tell that she was a monster. Maybe he suddenly saw me falling from the hole in ashes, his almond-shaped eyes full of fear.
I gave her a friendly smile to reassure her. But she just stared at me.
Because the man and woman who were having a tryst were hugging each other, the man, perhaps feeling something strange, turned his head to look.
More than half a pond away, this glance made me feel as if I had been doused with hot lard in the middle of summer. I was both greasy and frightened.
Some old things that have been deliberately forgotten for many years are revealed in my mind.
There seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between the man's eyebrows. He looked at me steadily and said for a long time: "Ah Yin."
I lowered my eyelids and said solemnly: "It turns out to be Guijun Lijing. I have long since severed all ties with Guijun. The word 'Ayin' is really not worthy of my name. I'd rather ask Guijun to call me by my false name."
He didn't speak, but the woman in his arms trembled, which made me see clearly.
I'm a little impatient. However, in recent years, the younger immortals have gotten along well with the ghost tribe, so I can't ruin the hard-earned friendship because of my personal grudges. With such a layer of worry, after all, his face should not be too cold.
He sighed: "Ayin, you have been hiding from me for 70,000 years, and you are going to continue hiding?" His tone was very sincere, as if he was regretful that he could not see me, which was very sad.
I was very curious, how could he say such intrusive words again, even though our relationship was so broken that we could hardly see each other anymore.
Furthermore, to say that I was hiding from him is actually a huge injustice. Although it is easy to forget things if you live too long. I rubbed my temples and recalled them carefully, but I still felt that the fact that he and I had not been able to see each other for 70,000 years was definitely not because I wanted to avoid him, but because of fate.
Seventy thousand years can be said to be long or short. The vast swamps and seas in the Eastern Wilderness have been visited for twenty times, and they have come to an end.
One day 70,000 years ago, the former ghost king Qingcang went out for a hunting trip and fell in love with his ninth senior brother Ling Yu. He kidnapped him to the Da Ziming Palace and wanted to make him a male queen. Because I was with Ling Yu at that time, I was unfortunately kidnapped along the way.
When I was fifty thousand years old, I learned from Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan never accepts female disciples, so Aniang used magic to transform me into a man, and randomly gave me the false name Si Yin.
At that time, everyone knew that Si Yin, the seventeenth disciple of Mo Yuan, was a divine king who used silk fans as his magic weapon. He is the most favored disciple of God Mo Yuan. No one has ever doubted that Siyin Shenjun turned out to be a goddess.
Although Ling Yu and I were kidnapped together, since I was just a drop-in, my control was naturally more relaxed. In addition to three meals, I was allowed to go for a walk in the west. If I didn't leave Da Ziming Palace, it would be fine.
Later, I often thought that maybe I shouldn’t have eaten that bowl of braised pork for lunch on the third day at Da Zi Ming Palace. If I hadn’t eaten that extra bowl of braised pork, the world in the Western Sea and Eight Wastelands might not be the same today.
At that time, I had finished my lunch, but the cook brought me this fateful bowl of braised pork. He said it was a wild boar that Qing Cang had hunted in the morning. He had cut off the thighs and steamed two bowls, and sent one bowl to Ling Yu. , I was rewarded with a bowl of it. I saw that it was smooth and oily and looked very good, so I was polite and finished the bowl.
It should be noted that I had already had lunch before, so this bowl of braised pork was considered a snack. Therefore, during a routine walk after a meal, you must take at least two steps more than usual. It was these two extra steps that allowed me to meet Li Jing, who was still a prince, for the first time in my life, and changed my destiny for half my life.
There is a theory that a thousand-mile embankment collapsed in an ant nest; there is also a theory that a steamed bun caused a murder. Therefore, it is not absurd that a bowl of braised pork has made my life extremely bumpy. Looking back now, Benshen couldn't help but sigh. In this sigh, there are three parts regret and seven parts sadness.
I still remember that the sky was clear that day, and the sun was shining far away. Through the gray fog barrier of the Da Ziming Palace, it hung like a salted egg yolk on the edge of the sky.
The palace maid who accompanied me told me that there is a rare Hanyue Flower Channel in the imperial garden. It is blooming now. If the god is still feeling hungry, he can go and have a look. Then he pointed the way to me.
I waved my silk fan and explored all the way, but due to my poor way-finding skills, I couldn't find the rare hibiscus that Gong'e mentioned for half a day. Fortunately, although this imperial garden is a shallow rockery, there are occasional birds singing among the Fusu flowers and trees, which is quite interesting to appreciate carefully.
I was enjoying myself happily, when a young man suddenly appeared from the side of the thorn. His robe was half open, his hair was loose, his eyes were blurred, and there were a few flower petals on his shoulders. Although she looked like she had just woken up, she could not hide her glamor as a famous lady.
I guessed that she was one of the wives of the Duanxiu Ghost Lord, and nodded slightly to him. He was stunned for a moment and did not return the greeting. He seemed to be still in a state of calm. Naturally, I didn't care about those who hadn't woken up yet, so I used my courtesy, raised my fan, and continued touring the garden. When I passed by him, he tugged on my sleeve, with a solemn and puzzled look on his face: "The color of your clothes is strange, but it looks pretty. Where did it get it made?"
I couldn't react for a moment and stared at him helplessly, speechless.
This dress is all silver and purple. Because it was worn during the day and washed at night for several days, the color is darker than when it was new, but it is not weird. Qingcang didn't say hello to me or Ling Yu before kidnapping me. It was an unexpected incident, and I didn't have time to prepare a change of clothes. When I entered Da Ziming Palace, I only had the same clothes on my left and right. I couldn't wear the clothes they prepared, so I had to wash them more frequently.
The young man in front of me pulled me around and looked me up and down, and said sincerely: "I have never seen anything with such colors. I am worried that I can't find a suitable gift for my father's birthday. This is a rare thing. Little brother made it As a favor, please give me these clothes in exchange." After saying that, he took hold of me, his snow-white skin slightly red, and he shyly and quickly stripped me of my clothes.
Although I have taken on the form of a man, I am still a fairy with yellow flowers. When encountering something like this, according to tradition, you must resist no matter how hard you try.
At that time, the two of us were standing by a lotus pond. The gentle breeze was blowing, and the lotus fragrance was pleasant.
Although I didn't use any magic in my struggle, I just struggled and pushed with my bare hands, but unexpectedly, something happened in the middle and both of them fell into the lotus pond. The ghost tribe has always had sharp ears, and the sound of water splashing attracted many people to watch the fun. This is really embarrassing. He gestured to me, and I guessed that he meant not to go up. I nodded, and then we squatted together at the bottom of the water, back to back.
We squatted and squatted sadly until dark. Guessing that there was no one on the water anymore, I climbed ashore shivering.
Because of this half-day stay, the two of us actually exchanged names and called ourselves brothers.
This beautiful young man is indeed related to the Ghost Lord of the Broken Sleeves, but she is not his wife, but his biological second son. It is Lijing.
I just remember that at that time, I was surprised and sad. It turned out that even though he was a Duanxiu man, he could have a son.
After that, Li Jing came to invite me to have tea, fight cocks and drink wine every day.
But I really have no energy. Because of the new news that Qingcang was threatening, the wedding date was set on the third day of the second month. Ling Yu refused to obey, bumped into a pillar three times, was rescued, and started a hunger strike again.
At that time, I was very weak. Not to mention saving Ling Yu and escaping from Da Ziming Palace together, it was very difficult for me to escape alone. Because I trust Mo Yuan to save us from the fire after coming out of seclusion, my life here is not very uncomfortable. I originally thought that since Qingcang was full of yearning for Ling Yu, Ling Yu's situation would be nothing to worry about, but who knew that he would put himself in such a situation.
My heart is worried every day and my heart is worried at night.
Li Jing looked impatient, lost his temper, and smashed the wine glass he was holding: "It's such a small matter, but you would rather make a miserable expression every day than come to me for help. You clearly don't treat me as a brother. You don't recognize me as your brother, but I insist on recognizing you as your younger brother. I will help you transport him out of the palace before the third day of February. If you have anything to say to him, please write it down clearly. I will help you tonight. I took him there and asked him to relax. He said that he threw himself into the lake again yesterday. I never knew that the gods today are so fragile that they could drown in a lake. My father was the only one who could drown himself in a lake. This is considered a big deal.”
I'm speechless. I didn't bother him about this because I wanted him and Qing Cang to be father and son after all, so it would be a bad idea to get into trouble with him. Since he insisted on helping, I silently obeyed.
Because I must owe him a favor, I had to work harder when I drank and had fun with Li Jing.
Originally, I was most afraid of being polite with others when drinking. I was young at that time, and I was too playful. I followed a few foolish senior brothers around to idle around, fight cocks and lackeys, swagger around the city and be a romantic. I knew nothing about poetry, music, and music. I was the one who was punished the most at the table for every elegant line I made. But I am the best at making orders. Whether it is drawing lots or throwing dice, or just guessing the number by drawing a punch, I can easily get the first place in the division. This time, I wanted to please Li Jing, so I pretended to be happy with Xing Ya Ling and just kept my head down and drank, while Xing Tong Ling pretended to be scratching my head.
Li Jing was very happy. So I made a careful plan and decided to help me steal Ling Yu out of the palace on the second night of the Lunar New Year.
In this way, the relationship between the two of us has grown by leaps and bounds. In just ten days, it has reached ten thousand miles. It’s to the point of talking about marriage.
It's not that I'm talking about marriage with him. But he said it was his sister Rouge who somehow fell in love with me.
I've met Li Jing's rouge sister once. She doesn't look much like him. She probably took after her mother. Although she's not very pretty, she's still a pretty girl.
He was in high spirits and just said kiss, kiss, kiss. Although I had no close relationship with him originally. But I am really miserable here. If I were born as a boy, there would be nothing to say. It would be a happy event. But obviously I was not born a male fox with a handle. Yu Lijing said that I was a rough guy and not worthy of Princess Rouge, but he just thought I was shy and smiled slightly. I cursed my mother many times in my mind, but to no avail, and I felt very sad.
A large Ziming Palace, Ling Yu is struggling to support it in the east corner, and I am struggling to support it in the west corner, it can be considered harmonious and balanced.
One day I fell into a dream, and I dreamed that Ling Yu really married the ghost king with broken sleeves and became the queen, and I really married Yan Zhi. Li Jing held my arm affectionately, pointed at Ling Yu and said, "Brother Yin, please call me quickly." Ling Yu came to take my hand and put it on his abdomen. There was a golden light on his head, and he spoke to me very lovingly. : "In a few months, the queen mother will give birth to another litter of little brothers for you. Ayin, are you happy or not?" I stiffened my face and smiled dryly: "I am happy."
When I woke up, my underwear was soaked with cold sweat. When I was about to get out of bed and take a sip of cold water to calm down my shock, I opened the curtain, only to see Li Jing wearing a white robe, standing silently on the bedside, looking at me brightly.
I rolled out of bed.
It was the third watch at that time, and although the moonlight outside the window was not very good, it was enough to illuminate the small side room.
I lay on the ground and thought, no wonder he couldn't sleep and came to me to relieve his boredom.
Sure enough, I saw him squatting down and pondering for a long time: "Ayin, I want to tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?"
I thought about it, he was still awake at this hour and came to my place to tell me a secret. It was obvious that he was very distressed by this secret. If I don't listen, I'm not a brother enough. After thinking twice, he nodded in frustration and said against his will: "If you want to hear it, tell me."
He said shyly: "Ayin, I like you and want to sleep with you."
We got up from the ground and fell down again.
As far as I know, Li Jing was disgusted with his father's behavior of cutting off his sleeves, so he always acted very upright in his affairs. There were many beauties in his bedroom, all of them with big breasts, thin waists, and long legs. At that time, I was in the body of a man. Although the color did not change much, my chest was actually flat. After hearing what he said, you can imagine how frightened I was.
He thought he had confessed his feelings and had a discussion with me, so he came to strip me of my clothes. I protected my front with all my strength. He said angrily: "Since you have already acquiesced, why are you so coy?"
It should be noted that this divine Lord was speechless at that time. It was definitely not acquiescence, but a moment of stupidity.
The first time he saw me, he took off my clothes, and then he took off my clothes again within ten days. The clay figurines still have a somewhat earthy nature, not to mention that at that time, I also occupied an immortal position and was granted the title of Divine Lord.
When he couldn't bear it any longer, he slashed out with a knife and knocked him to the ground. Unexpectedly, the force was too strong, and it happened to hit the Tianzhu point on the back of his neck. By chance, he fainted. It pressed heavily on my stomach, smelling of alcohol from head to toe.
The smell of alcohol filled my nose, and I thought that what he had done just now was all due to drunkenness, wondering what he was arguing with a drunkard, and thinking about how cold the ground was, so I took out a quilt from the bed and wrapped him haphazardly, rolled him up and pushed him to the bed. Feet, I went to bed to sleep.
Early the next morning, I opened my eyes and saw him, lying pitifully on the edge of my bed wrapped in the quilt from last night, frowning and rubbing his neck: "Why should I sleep here with you?"
I weighed it once in my chest, then weighed it again, and said slowly: "You drank wine last night, and ran into my room in the middle of the night, saying that you liked me and wanted to sleep with me."
The hand holding his hair froze in mid-air, and his face turned green and white. After a long while, he stammered: "I, I am not Duanxiu. If I were that, how could I take my sister as your wife?"
I closed my clothes and said happily: "It is true that you are not a broken sleeve."
But he didn't want my action of pulling up his clothes to deeply stimulate him.
He raised his right hand and pointed at me tremblingly: "You, you are clearly like this, but you are clearly afraid that I will take advantage of you."
I was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "It's true that you almost took off my clothes last night."
After that, I didn't see Li Jing for several days. He used to harass me almost every day, but recently there has been no news.
To be honest, although Li Jing is a bit noisy, the wine he brings is delicious, and it is also a pleasure to fight cocks and crickets with him. Therefore, after not seeing him for a few days, I miss him very much.
Princess Rouge invited me to visit the back garden. Unexpectedly, he mentioned his brother. Only then did I realize that Li Jing had been sleeping in flowers and willows night after night, and had lived a very wild and romantic life.
Yanzhi was careful and docile, and said worriedly: "Could it be that there was some rift between the Lord Shen and the second brother? In the past, you two were like Siamese twins, inseparable every day."
I rubbed the back of my head and thought about it, thinking that except for the night when he was drunk and attempted to molest me, we got along quite harmoniously. Furthermore, brothers are like clothes, and wives are like siblings. He and his brothers were engaged in the important task of multiplying the incense and incense, so it was superfluous to add clothes. It is indeed elegant to hold a beautiful woman in your arms, but if there is a man standing next to you and staring at the beauty in your arms, it is a bit too elegant. Even though I am not a real man, so I will never covet the beautiful woman in his arms, but he doesn't know it and must be careful. It is not easy to be a man, and it is even more difficult to be a man with many wives. Thinking of this, I sympathize with him.
Rouge Baba looked at me and wanted to ask what happened. I thought about it in my mind and felt that these words were not suitable for a daughter’s family to hear. After being embarrassed for a long time, I just found any excuse and excused it.
Not long ago, it was the first day of February.
The Da Zi Ming Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and my food improved a lot.
Since receiving my letter, Ling Yu has been able to live in peace for the past few days due to the relief.
However, sending him out of the palace was a very confidential matter, and I did not mention it in my letter. Therefore, as the wedding day was approaching, he inevitably started to panic again. In just over two hours in the morning, I bit my tongue once, took poison once, and hanged myself once. It was quite a torment.
I walked back and forth in the wing ten times, deciding that I still had to make a trip to Li Jing's bedroom to discuss with him and see if we could advance the plan by one day.
When he arrived at Delijing's bedroom, he was stopped by two palace ladies, saying that His Highness the Second Prince had gone on a hunting trip with his two ladies and was not in the palace. I thought about it for a while and left a message to Gong'e. When His Highness the Second Prince returns to the palace, I can trouble her to tell her that Lord Si Yin has come up with an interesting trick and I can't wait to show it to him.
I sat in the room eating melon seeds for half a day. Before I could leave the mirror, I was waiting for my master, Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan had a quilt under his arm, and there was a figure wrapped in the quilt. That description seemed to be that of Ninth Senior Brother Ling Yu, who had attempted suicide.
A melon seed shell was stuck in my throat, and my face was bruised from the pain. He frowned and looked me over, then came over and patted my chest.
I coughed out the melon seed shells, thinking that I could finally escape today and no longer have to worry about Ling Yu, and I immediately felt happy.
He put down Ling Yu and hugged me, clasped my waist tightly, let go after a while, and said calmly: "Yes, Ling Yu has lost some weight, Xiao Qi, you have gained some weight, after all, It’s not necessarily our fault.”
I smiled coquettishly, held a handful of melon seeds and handed them to him: "Master, eat the melon seeds."
Our escape that night was not smooth.
Qing Cang captured Ling Yu and me. Even though he was full of admiration for Ling Yu, if Ling Yu didn't obey, it would be a coercion. Mo Yuan took into account the friendship between the God Clan and the Ghost Clan and did not fight each other. He only sneaked into Da Ziming Palace in a low-key manner and then took Ling Yu and me back. This was a betrayal of his face. However, he was very ignorant and actually mobilized his troops to block us in front of the palace gate to capture us. No wonder Mo Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and went on a killing spree.
Ling Yu fell asleep due to a song and did not see the scenery. I looked at the heads with blood splattering in front of me, but I was very frightened.
Mo Yuan has never been defeated. When I jumped out of the palace gate with Ling Yu in my arms, I looked back and saw Qing Cang holding the Fang Hua Ji and standing in a pool of dark red blood, his eyes about to burst.
I have never seen Lijing in one piece.
Mo Yuan carried Ling Yu and me and ran back to Kunlunxu from Da Ziming Palace overnight. We were speechless all the way. Ling Yu was still unconscious, so he was even more speechless.
That was a night I will never forget, but I never want to remember it again.
After running back to Kunlunxu, Mo Yuan entrusted Ling Yu to the care of Senior Brother Xi, and hurriedly took me to his alchemy store. He knocked me unconscious with a chopping hand and locked me in his alchemy furnace.
When I first woke up from the coma, I thought that this might be Mo Yuan's punishment, a warning to me for not taking good care of Ling Yu, which caused him to be injured for more than half a month and lose a lot of weight.
But suddenly I heard the thunder from the sky.
Only then did I realize that this was probably my disaster. Mo Yuan placed me here so that I could avoid danger.
Although I was born as a fairy, if I want to have a future, I have to make my own way. To ascend from an ordinary immortal to a superior immortal, and then from an superior immortal to a superior god, it takes as little as seventy thousand years, and as many as ten thousand years, and lasts for two calamities. If you can pass it, you will live as long as heaven; if you cannot pass it, you will die.
At that time, I had been following Mo Yuan for twenty thousand years. It stands to reason that it should be easy to deduce when, where and in what form one's own catastrophe will fall, and then rehearse some methods of calamity in advance. However, because I have always hated the art of deduction, I found those Inga to be extremely boring. Whenever Mo Yuan was teaching, I would actively doze off and even study for a long time, but I could vaguely tell the fate of a mortal. Even so, five or six times out of ten, it still fails.
I know very well that I have a weak destiny, and it is absolutely impossible to experience such calamities with this level of cultivation, just like cutting a duck egg out of a chicken belly.
Fortunately, I have been able to live happily for the past 70,000 years. Even if my soul is gone in an instant, I have no regrets. Therefore, he took this disaster relatively lightly. I only vaguely knew that it was the current year, but otherwise I was at a loss.
I stayed in the alchemy furnace for a long time, and then suddenly remembered that I was hiding here, but I was looking for someone to take my place. It should be noted that the reason why a natural disaster is a natural disaster is that it is naturally inferior to ordinary disasters. Once it falls, it must be dealt with by humans before it can be resolved.
The thunder from the sky made my mind go blank. I tried my best to get out of the stove, but I couldn't. For the first time in my life, I realized that my 20,000-year art career had been a fool's errand.
On the second day, the senior brother opened the lid of the stove and said earnestly: "Seventeen, yesterday master stood by this stove and suffered three thunders for you. You should learn some skills in the future. Next time, you will ascend to the gods. , but it would be bad if you ask Master to help you go through the calamity again."
Mo Yuan endured the catastrophe on my behalf and went into seclusion to cultivate before I climbed out of the furnace.
I knelt in front of his cave for three days, with runny nose and tears, and kept reading: "Master, are you seriously injured? Do you think you have cultivated yourself well? The apprentice is really a bastard, and he is causing trouble to you all day long. . You must not leave the root cause of the disease. If something happens to you, the apprentice will have no choice but to stew himself and make a tonic soup for you."
It was only once in my life that I cried so uncontrollably and sadly.
