Mingjun is not descended from the world

Wu Qi was lying on the bed, looking out of the window intently.

Outside the window, the nebula is shining, the moon is shining, the sky is as bright as rain, and the galaxy is as fierce as practice.

Long cold night, very boring.Starting from the west, Wu Qi counted the stars in the sky one by one.

Counting to the thirty-six thousand five hundred and one, Wu Qi sat up from the collapsed bed, cleaned his face and changed his clothes, drank porridge and millet.

In the distance, the bells were clear and the drums were rumbling. Wu Qi put down the chopsticks and spoons, and it was exactly two o'clock in the fifth watch.

Wu Qi crossed the River of Forgetfulness with everyone, stepped on the stone bridge, and waited quietly on the returning home platform.In front of Wangtianmen, there were people standing all over the ground, Shengxue in white clothes, and black robes like iron, looking from a distance, it looked like a game of broken chess scattered all over the ground.The gatekeeper stared at the incense stick on the wall with wide eyes, and when the last inch of it was burned to ashes, he yelled something, and there was a loud bang, and the door opened.

The iron threshold of Wangtianmen is about three feet high. When passing by, one has to lift up the hem of his clothes and step up his legs to walk over.People inside and outside Wangtianmen consciously stand in four rows of black and white, two columns, two rows in, those who go out go east, those who go in go west, those who go east are born, and those who go west are destroyed.

Wuqi put on the Xuanpao, and took over the talisman from the Xuanpao man, which was the beginning of his day duty.

Wuqi sits, sleeps and lives like an ordinary person, but he is not a human being.

His real name is not Wuqi, Wuqi is just a label, but he is called Lanke Wuqi, Lankesi No. 30, Heiwuchang, who is in charge of the world's grievances and debts, and governs the world's obsession with falsehood.

But what is his real name, even he himself may not say clearly.

Thousands of black and white impermanence, scattered without a trace as soon as they left the Wangtian Gate.Under the scorching sun, it was as if a drop of water evaporated.

To the east of Wangtianmen is the living world, and since the living world is born, every grass and stone seems to have a spirit.

Wu Qi likes to be angry like this. The wind has spirit, water has spirit, even air has spirit. He holds a talisman in one hand and walks unhurriedly in the countryside.

The talisman was also alive, bloodthirsty and easy to kill, and when it smelled spiritual consciousness, it trembled violently.

Wu Qi lifted up the holding talisman, pointing to the southwest side with a strange red light shining.

Wu Qi turned his head and walked southwest.

After walking for half a mile, Wu Qi stepped into a field of reeds. The reeds were all waist-high, and they grew densely. Looking around, it looked like a thin snow had just fallen.

Stepping on the wet mud under Wu Qi's feet, he took two steps back and lightly dusted the hem of his clothes with the reed pole.

"elder brother……"

Wu Qi stood up straight and looked into the depths of the reeds.

"Brother save me..."

The deeper Wu Qi looked, the clearer the voice became.

A half-grown child was stuck in the depths of the swamp under the reeds, and one of his little hands could barely be seen, and his whole body had been swallowed up by the muddy water.

Wu Qi stood up straight, he wanted to move, but he couldn't.

"You want to show kindness again."

Wu Qi's eyes moved, but he saw a man in white standing still in front of him, took out a dark gourd from his sleeve, pulled out the plug and sniffed it carefully under his nose,

"Well, good wine! I'm really reluctant to drink it all up." He raised his head and drank the remaining wine at the bottom of the pot, not letting go of the last drop.He casually threw the gourd in the direction of the child.

The gourd flew to the top of the child's head, then floated in mid-air and rotated rapidly, as if sweeping away all the surrounding light, the surrounding area suddenly became dark, and the black hole had a tinge of terror.But for a moment, a ball of light broke out from the swamp, the light was chaotic, flickering, flickering weakly, like a breathing meat ball, just left the mother's body, and was instantly caught by the The black gourd devoured.

"receive!"

The gourd had just eaten a spirit, and when it got the order, it flew back to the sleeve of the man in white satiated.

"That child can obviously be saved." Wu Qi said calmly to the man in white.

"The person who can see you is a dead person. How can a dead person be saved?"

Wu Qi didn't want to argue with him, so he also took out a white gourd from his sleeve and threw it towards the swamp.

The jade pot turned around, and the ground was covered with golden light, and the child's life's sorrows, joys, joys and angers reappeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. The time for an ordinary person's life to read is only one stick of incense, and the child's incense will go out before it is lit. up.

A total of seven or eight years of memory, five or seven were collected into the jade pot without a drop, turned around and walked back.

"This kind of scene can be seen every day if you don't see a hundred or fifty. How angry are you today?"

Wu Qi didn't even look at that person, just walked forward.

"So what if you saved him? What's the point of being born in such a troubled world, suffering from cold and starvation every day, and being displaced all your life?"

"It's up to you to decide what's interesting." Wu Qi stopped and looked at the man in white. "Nineteen, didn't you see? When the kid catches the fish, he will have something to eat, and something to eat." , he and his mother can live, and his mother is still waiting for him..."

"His mother is dead," Nineteen said indifferently, "I saw his mother's body on the way here. It was eaten by hungry wolves, just below that hillside."

Wu Qi looked up at Nineteen, wanted to say something, but swallowed helplessly.

"Even if you saved him, he would suffer a lot while he was still alive, even if you were punished for half a year."

Wu Qi looked at the piece of reeds, as if he didn't see anything, "Life has all kinds of tastes, bitterness, hotness, sourness and sweetness are all a gift from God. It's better to be alive than to be dead, and even better than not to be alive."

"Forget it," Wu Qi carried the reed on his back and walked to the distance, "This is also the child's fate. It is destined to be like this, so we can't force it."

Nineteen stood in place, Wu Qi's back was getting further and further away, the wind was blowing his wide black hem, like a black butterfly about to fly away.

"It's not impossible to force."

One day in the blue sky, one year in the world.

Wu Qi and Nineteen have been together for an unknown amount of time, and every time Wu Qi collects the memories of the deceased, he can always see Nineteen shaking his black gourd when he turns around.

Although Nineteen is a thick-skinned and poor-mouthed person, he has a companion on the road, so he won't feel lonely after all.

Oh, he is not a human being, and he is nothing more than a nameless, immortal, immortal, immortal monster, the monster of the Huangliang Division with the number nineteen.

In people's eyes, it is still a monster like a ghost.

Alternating day and night, May [-]th and [-]th returned to the Returning Home Terrace, the Gate of Wangtian opened as scheduled, and two columns of black and white rushed in. Wu Qi stepped over the threshold, returned the talisman to the person on duty, and returned to Bi dome.

The world always talks about the hell of the underworld, and it is naturally a place that is terrifying to look at and frightening to hear.

It's just a fiction of strangers.

Just like the child who saw Hei Wuchang and called his elder brother, living people never imagined that the blue sky is actually another scene.

Diaolianghuadong, Qionglouyuyu, it's a good place to say it.

It's just that there is no wind, no moon, no cloud, no rain, no flowers, birds, fish and insects, no birds and beasts, no life, no death, no past, and no future.

The human world is always lively, joy is also lively, worry is also lively, life is also lively, and death is also lively. In contrast to that, the blue sky is endless silence and emptiness, any sound, as long as you are in this blue sky The world also fell into deathly silence like being sucked into a bottomless abyss.

But who would have thought that in such a calm and cold blue sky, there would be a seal executive in Lancus who is like a saint of love, because his lover likes to be lively, he moved over the romantic world and learned a hundred percent of it. Ten, must create an exquisite illusion for him.

So the blue sky has the sun and the moon, there is day and night, and there are these dazzling stars.

The dome of the blue sky is covered with light-absorbing mica, which flickers like stars in the sky.

"Looking at the sky again? What's the point of watching it every day?" Nineteen asked puzzled.

Wu Qi didn't look at Nineteen, but still looked up at the starry sky, "It's beautiful."

"Good-looking? What's so good about fake ones?"

Wu Qi glanced back at Nineteen, then turned his head and walked away indifferently.

"Hey, let me tell you, why do you always leave without saying a word?"

"Silence."

Someone yelled in a low voice, and the two of them stopped talking and stood facing the southeast with their heads bowed.

Under the blue sky, no matter where Black and White Impermanence stood, they all bowed quietly to a person.

Looking from a distance, the man is wearing a white robe, a high crown and a belt, wide sleeves and wide clothes, and the clothes are chaotic as he walks, as if flying away.Followed by several boys, holding lotus in hand, stepping on auspicious clouds, they disappeared before seeing the truth.

If it weren't for the black and white impermanence standing everywhere, I really thought I had entered the fairyland of the Queen Mother.

This is Ye Feng, the seal officer of Bi Qiong Tian Lan Kesi.

After Ye Feng left, Wu Qi looked up at the starry sky again. Counting from west to east, there were a total of [-] ones, each of which was embedded by Ye Feng's order, and the last one was red. , is the biggest one, they said it was the moon, and it was affixed by Ye Feng himself.

Yefeng has been in charge of Lankesi for 600 years. Dunmin is prudent, self-denying and devoted to his duties. The most absurd thing he did was to create a starry sky for Liyun sleeping in Huangliangsi.

"You look at this starry sky every night. What do you think is the difference between the starry sky in the blue sky and the starry sky in the world?" Nineteen asked.

Wu Qi glanced at Nineteen blankly, "What's the difference?"

Nineteen smiled and said, "I often hear that children in the world have to recite a few sentences since they can read, 'the sun and the moon are full and the moon is full, and the days and nights are listed'. It means that the world is orderly, and the sun and the moon have spirits. The truth. The stars in the human world are alive, alive, and undergoing endless changes, but here, they are just the same for thousands of years."

"It's been the same for thousands of years? Wuqi asked puzzled.

Nineteen clasped his arms and tapped his chin and said, "Nothing is static, Wuqi, don't you understand? Unless it's fake."

"There are [-] ones here. I count them every day. One is not too many, and one is not too many. How can it be fake?"

"Because there is no more and one less, so..."

"So what?"

Nineteen wiped his nose, "Well, it's getting late, we have to register and file..."

Wu Qi glanced at Nineteen, thinking that Nineteen's mouth was not serious all day long, and he couldn't tell any real reason, but it was just teasing himself, so he shook his sleeves and left without hesitation .