I have been a fairy for so many years

Yuelao is weaving red rope.The batch he made earlier was all scrapped because the boy under him fell asleep, so he had to redo it.It's okay, everyone makes mistakes.This is especially true for immortals. The longer they live, the more they can add up to what they missed.It's just that because I live so long, I usually always forget what I have done.

He was editing, and suddenly sighed.

Because he is bored.

It had been a long time since anyone approached him for a drink.

Not only is he bored, Subaru is also bored, because the person who likes to pester him to ask him for the pearl on the temple gate the most is not there.One day, Subaru came back from a trip, stared at the pearl for a while, and finally made up his mind to take it down.Called a fairy boy: "You go and send it to Kaiyang Palace, just say, wait for Wenchang to come back, and then hand it over to him."

The little boy was puzzled: "Why not send it directly to the Emperor's Hall."

"You have been to his palace."

The boy nodded.

Subaru said again: "Who is there in his palace?"

The little boy counted: "..." Counted again, wrinkled his face, "Nobody."

Subaru sighed: "He doesn't even want the flowers and plants in his backyard anymore. It seems that he doesn't want this pearl either. Forget it. You'd better put it back where it was for me."

"That's not the way to say it. Dijun used to like this pearl very much. Maybe after giving it to him, he would come back as soon as he was happy? Let's talk about it." Xiao Tong laughed, "He still treasures his flowers and plants very much. Take care of. I can see clearly."

"Oh? Really?"

"It's more real than the pearl in your hand."

520 miles away from the capital, there is a small city called Songcheng.It is neither poor nor rich, because of the good terrain, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and compelling aura, there have been many champions.There have been many anecdotes.

Teahouses have always been the favorite places for passers-by to stay, throwing a small copper coin and resting for an afternoon.Drink tea, listen to people's bragging, and listen to the big and small things here in the cool room.

Today we are talking about Xiting and Hezhu.

"Speaking of our Xiting and Hezhu, it is not so good. Although they are forced to be separated, their hearts are together. You see that the water in Xiting is so clear that it can reflect the sky full of stars at night. "

The storyteller was spitting: "What does this mean? This is Xiting telling Hezhu that even if they are not together, he will always have Hezhu in his heart. There are so many stars in the sky, and every one is her."

Once the love story is over, some people are dissatisfied.

"Can you tell me another story? I've heard too much of this story."

The storyteller said: "Guest officer, what do you want to hear?"

The man was very interested: "I heard that there is a mountain god here. When he appeared, the sky was full of sunshine on Qingping Peak, and even the water in the West Pavilion stopped flowing. Is it true?"

"This story has happened..."

The man became more interested: "I also heard that the former Emperor Wenxuan liked to go to Song City to observe the people's sentiments, and he was also attracted by this. In fact, he wanted to come to Xunxian to ask. Did he ask?"

"It's not good to talk about the emperor's relatives..."

"Tell me."

The storyteller was still a little embarrassed, and closed his fan: "...Okay. Since you are so willing to listen, then I will talk about it casually, and you can listen to it casually, but don't spread it to me." He spit and said. , "If you want to talk about Emperor Wenxuan, you have to get the great mansion in Song City, Wenfu. Hey, do you know why Emperor Wenxuan gave himself this title..."

The storyteller is tireless, whether there is something true or not, and if there is nothing, he can always make up some stories that satisfy the audience.As long as he speaks happily and the people below are happy to listen, who cares whether it is true or not.

After all, the people in the story are sad for a lifetime, and only they know it.

A person in the corner threw a piece of broken silver, got up and left.

But he was not alone, with a child in his arms.

"Tianquan, you are really lavish in spending money."

It's obviously a fair and tender little face, but the expression is so mature.Tianquan looked down at the child with eye sockets on his chest, and said with a smile, "Then how much do you want to pay?"

The child sighed as if he hated iron for being weak: "It's not easy to make money."

Tianquan patted his head: "Then you will grow up quickly and earn money for me."

The child rolled his eyes slyly: "Then do something that adults do."

"... Then you are probably 80 years too early."

80...

"Heavenly right."

"Ok?"

Ji Fenglai, who looked like a child, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while: "Do you have such a strong taste?"

Tianquan laughed, and hugged him a bit: "Let's go, let's go and see Wenchang."

Saying this, the child couldn't stay still and insisted on coming down.It was too embarrassing for Wenchang to see him being held in his hands.But his struggling and wriggling only got him a few blows on his butt.

"Don't make trouble."

The child covered his butt in shame and anger: "You wait. I will call back."

Tianquan didn't take it seriously: "Okay. I'm very happy then."

While talking, they came to a hut. The outside of the house was full of flowers and plants, and the windows were half closed. From the outside, it was impossible to see if there was anyone inside.Tianquan shouted at the top of his voice, but no one answered.He thought for a while, walked over in a gentle manner, and kicked open the wooden door.

Ji Fenglai: "..."

After hundreds of years, he still can't forget that this person who smiles very quietly is actually very violent.

Wen Chang, who had been sleeping soundly, jumped up from the bed, clutched his chest tightly, and yelled strangely: "What are you doing! I will tell you if you want to report to the police for breaking into a private house!"

After seeing who it was, he suddenly lost his voice, and after a while he touched the wooden door distressedly: "Kicked my door again. Can you walk well." Then he began to blame Ji Fenglai, "What do you do with him?"

Ji Fenglai, who was shot innocently by the arrow, was a little irritable: "It's none of my business!"

Tianquan let the two of them quarrel, Shi Shiran walked up to Wenchang, first called him Emperor respectfully, and then pulled his clothes very rudely, the two of them shook hands indecently for a long time, it was still Wenchang Afraid of him, afraid that his strength would be bad, he shouted: "Okay, okay, let me show you."

Then he carefully took out a ball from his pocket: "No."

Poked it: "Xie Rong, Tianquan is here to see you."

Ji Fenglai leaned over: "Yo, little thing."

Wen Chang immediately patted him: "Who is it, little thing?"

"Call you."

"Oh." Wen Chang laughed, "The little thing is calling me."

These two people... Tianquan was speechless for a while, ignored them, and turned to look at the fruit-like ball: "Is this what you picked from the worry-free tree?"

"It's ugly to say." Wen Chang corrected it first, and then said proudly, "It fell by itself."

At that time, he drank under the worry-free tree every day, and looked at the water of the spiritual pool a thousand or eight hundred times, so that the water in the pool was so rippling that it almost splashed him in the face.Such a small thing fell from the top of his head, unbiased, and landed in his arms.Wen Chang was stunned for a moment, almost ecstatic.He firmly believed that this must be Xie Rong.

Originally, Xie Rong was incarnated from the fruit of the worry-free tree.

It must be the same now.

He held it patiently and carried it wherever he went.

Yuelao said: "Why don't you throw it in the water to raise it, maybe it can bloom again."

Wenchang thinks it makes sense.

In the end, Master Muyun said: "The bodhisattva has no specific appearance. It may not be able to cultivate a flower even if it is kept in water. It is better to take it with you, it is nourished by the natural spiritual energy. It may be what it is then. "As he spoke, he seemed to suggest cautiously, "If the emperor keeps it close to him like this, when it takes shape, won't it be possible to see it for the first time. And I will be very close to you."

Didn't Wenchang feel that it made sense now? He felt that it was too reasonable now!

But he felt that those people in the sky were too annoying, they always came to have a look around every now and then, so he simply hid below.I built a small house by myself, planted some flowers and plants, talked with "Xie Rong", and enjoyed myself.

Thinking of the gossip of those people in the sky, Tianquan couldn't help saying: "Is he really Xie Rong? But how long will it take him to take shape."

"God knows."

Wen Chang stretched out his hand and touched the fruit carefully, then picked it up preciously, with a look of anticipation in his eyes: "Anyway, no matter how long it takes, I will wait for him."

When Tianquan left, he still felt a little emotional: "Looking at Dijun's appearance, and then thinking about the time when he was injured and forgot Bodhi Taoist, it is embarrassing to compare with today."

In those 900 years, except for Wen Chang himself who didn't know it, everyone saw him in their eyes.Seeing the deep friendship between Wenchang and Xie Rong, Tianquan had the idea of ​​how happy he would be if he had a partner like this.

Unexpectedly, after 400 years in the human world, he was sighed by the person he sighed with.

Ji Feng came to see him sad, touched his cheek: "I'm sorry."

"Nothing." Tianquan shook his head, took the child's hand and held it in his palm.

"Back then, I thought I would never see you again, but now I can talk to you well. And I envy Wen Chang and Xie Rong who can always be together no matter how far apart they are, but they are always separated by heaven and man. So..."

He sighed: "Time really turns around. Who can imagine what will happen later."

Ji Fenglai thought for a while: "Actually, I have known Xie Rong for a long time."

"Oh?"

"In his second life back then, he turned into a green snake and bumped into my hand. I threw him into the water." Ji Fenglai said with a smile, "Perhaps he had a bad relationship at that time. He didn't even care about Wenchang and ran away. Come to me. I really think that I have a relationship with him in a previous life."

Tianquan also smiled: "So that's the case. Then, the emperor thought that Xie Rong was a green snake demon before, so it wasn't nonsense. He also knew some of his past life's temperament."

Ji Fenglai shrugged: "Who knows about them." After all, no matter what the situation is, it's their fate.

Saying so, it suddenly began to rain.

With a cry, Tianquan came with Ji Feng in his arms, and was about to find a place to hide from the rain.Can't avoid bumping into a person while trotting: "Sorry."

"nothing."

Under the umbrella is a young master with a very gentle voice, like misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River hitting the lake.He lifted the umbrella to reveal his face.The sound is like water, and the people are like fog.This person stood on the blue brick and white tile, as if he should be on that fan.

Tianquan was slightly taken aback.

Before I had time to think too much, I heard a loud voice coming from behind.

Turning around, it was Wenchang who was holding an umbrella, ignoring the wet mud puddles under his feet, and said while running, "Tianquan, Tianquan! Why is my bodhi seed missing? Did you take it away?"

Tianquan: "..."

Ji Fenglai tugged on his sleeve quietly: "Look, what I just said."

The author has something to say:

mwah.The last few times seem to be a one-time update.It is also to make up for the previous one.

I love you guys!The little ones who started school are going to school, right? hhhhhh.

Next door Xinkeng "Brother Jianmen" is being drafted.

Good face, long talk, less attacking X who wants to come back (don't even think about it), the former (great plan and great strategy) Mozun (who was tricked into taking care of the children of Jianmen) suffers

Welcome to knock on the door and continue to make appointments 2333