Sao Ke is a spectator
Chapter 28
Although I have spoken loosely and perfunctorily in the past few years as an errand in Tianting, I have not made any major mistakes, because I always adhere to the warning words of my father Ye Zhenglun-do not seek merit, but seek no faults.Standing in front of the Jade Emperor today as a sinful person, the scene in front of me is very similar to when I first arrived in the heavenly court. Those who are optimistic about me will beg for me, and those who are not optimistic about me will take the opportunity to vomit their unfinished worries. The taste of mend behind the sheep.
I can't help but feel a little funny, I sacrificed 81 people to save Mu Yang, so I should be punished, but Tianting killed 30 lives for Mo Che, who should be punished?
Si Chenjian was summoned out of the fairy class by the Jade Emperor, and he was listing my crimes with all the fairy families.I knew he would find it difficult, so I gave him a knowing smile and signaled him not to worry and just tell the truth.
Stealing fate stones, peeking at the book of life and death, abusing fairy arts in the lower realms, killing 81 people... After being listed by Si Chenjian, I realized that I had made many mistakes.
I knelt in the Lingxiao Palace, with all the immortals pointing behind me. The Taishang Laojun, who usually likes to be a peacemaker, is not in the immortal class, and Yan Yan, who has the best friendship with me, is still in the world now, and he has long since asked about the affairs of the heavens .Luan Qing uncharacteristically begged for a few words of love for me, but the effect was not great, and the remaining few who had some weight did not have much friendship with me, so naturally they waited to see the result.
As for Yang Zhuo... He wished I had gone with Mu Yang, so how could he intercede for me?
If it hadn't been for the Dongchuang incident, other than life sacrifices to living people, those crimes would be innocuous, even if the Jade Emperor knew about it, it wouldn't be a big deal, so it seems that the Xian family also pays attention to ostentation, and the conviction of a crime must be so formal .
The Jade Emperor announced the result of the punishment after deliberation. After that, I turned my head to look at Yang Zhuo, and found that he was looking in the direction of Ji Mie Terrace.Standing from my angle, I can only see the lingering auspicious clouds in the fairy world, like the shadows between his brows, which sometimes thicken and sometimes loosen. I wonder if he will come on the day of execution, and what kind of expression will he have at that time?
The water in Tianhe is icy cold to the bone, and the wine sent by Luan Qing can't drive out the cold for me, half of my body immersed in it has already lost consciousness.Fortunately, the surrounding scenery of Tianhe Water Prison is good, with stars and colorful clouds reflecting each other, and looking around, there are colorful nebulae and boundless Milky Way.Occasionally, a few clusters of sky fire rush out of the nebula, leaving magnificent but fleeting light traces, as if they can't wait to fall into the mortal world.
The wind rippled, and the red figure reflected on the river surface was like red silk washed in the water. Luanqing stood outside the water prison, silent for a long time, and I broke the silence: "Yuelao came for a long time but didn't say anything, but in Feeling sorry for Daishu?"
The hair that dragged the ground never stopped growing, and he chuckled: "Why should I feel sorry for you, because you will finally be free? Or do you think I can't bear you?"
I put my back chair on the fence of the water prison, and saw the starlight covering his whole face: "You said... besides you, who else would feel sorry for me?"
"..."
I sighed softly: "I don't know what he is doing now, if only he could come and see me."
He turned around: "You continue to talk nonsense, I will go first."
"Hey...don't go!"
The wine was gone and the people left. If no one came for the remaining two days, I would be frozen to death by the river without being pushed off the Nirvana Terrace.
I poured some river water into the empty altar, took off the crown hairpin on the top of my head, imagined them as bamboo chopsticks and tea bowls in the hands of a storyteller, knocked a 'ding dong', and set off bursts of echoes on the silent Milky Way——
"Beside the Luohe River in Luohe City, there is a thrush man who writes a brush. He doesn't like the fragrant autumn moon girl, but only likes the rabbit son in the restaurant. There is his shadow in front of the window of the teahouse, and his name is left on the wild history. He is both a romantic man and a book A passionate man. He was supposed to light up the lights and travel around thousands of homes, but unexpectedly he jumped out of the crowd and became the book of destiny who made up random things and played with people's hearts.
In the dream, the grime of the past falls, which arouses the desire to solve the mystery and break the fog. Once you step into the grave of past events, there will be no thrush from then on. "
"The troublesome man on the saddle of Jinlou saves the ghost of gold and jade with pity. Jinyu is a ghost with no heart, and the jade looks like a bamboo with evil intentions. Who knows that this encounter will cause trouble, and it will turn Jinlou into a cold stone. Now that gold and jade are trapped in Tianhe, thinking And the past has become a memory, don't regret the old strings, don't complain about the cold and hard as a rock, I only hope that everything will be empty, and there will be no golden jade from now on."
The chill of the Tianhe water penetrated into the bone marrow, and finally I lost all feeling in my ten fingers. I threw away the things in my hand and sank my whole face into the river water.
The second person who came to see me was Si Chenjian. He has always been stingy, and he was empty-handed when he visited the prison. I pointed to the empty altar beside me and teased, "Did you see it, Luanqing brought it."
He shook his head helplessly: "What time is it, and I still want to drink." Then he took out another thing from his arms, which was his Liuhe illusion mirror: "If there is anyone you want to meet, please tell me."
I asked, "What day is it in the world?"
"It's the Lantern Festival..."
I smiled wryly and said: "The last time I went to the world to spend the Lantern Festival, I had an appointment with Yang Zhuo, but he didn't come after waiting all night."
"You want to see him?"
"No, I want to take another look at Luohe."
No matter what Luohe City becomes and how many generations of people have changed in it, it will never change.The Luohe in the mirror seems to have never cared about the years. How many years have passed, it is still suitable for heavy makeup and light makeup. Sometimes it is a cardamom girl with bright eyes, and sometimes it is a charming and beautiful woman. Covered up, the brilliance of the whole world was taken away by it.
Bright yellow sky lanterns are thrown into the night sky by the hands of people who think about it, and the river surface reflects the thousands of words in it.They are winged messengers, delivering sky lanterns carrying the voices of the living to the hands of the dead.
"What's wrong with you?" Si Chenjian asked me suddenly.
I turned my face away, the tears came too violently, and he looked at them before I could hide them properly.
"Let's take it!"
Si Chenjian sighed and put away his things. He sat on the spot for a while, and after a long time: "This matter is not without room for change. When I realized what happened to you, I went to tell Tianzun, and then he went overseas. I went to find Taishi, if they can come before the execution..."
I interrupted him: "Si Chen, do you know what I'm thinking?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't regret it at first, but when I thought that I would never see him again, I couldn't hold on without regret." But is regretting now useful?
If that moment really came, I would definitely want to see the expression on his face but dare not.
"does it worth?"
I smiled miserably: "You ask me, who am I to ask?"
The last one to come was Puwei, carrying a sealed jar in his hand, I knew it was in Granny Meng's room at a glance, if I guessed right, it should be her own flower wine.
Pu Wei was not in a hurry to pass the things to me, and said with a mournful face: "If I had known that you went to the record room with such intentions, I would not have let you in."
He cursed angrily at first, but he started to cry after cursing. Fortunately, he had a good face, otherwise I would have to dive into the water and wait for him to finish crying before leaving.
The jar was much bigger than the one Luanqing brought, and he couldn't pass it into the prison. He tore off the seal, poured out a bowl and handed it to me.
Unexpectedly, it was still warm and steaming. I couldn't wait to drink it, but it didn't taste like wine.
"What did you give me to drink?"
"Meng Po's soup is naturally Meng Po soup..."
I opened my mouth and spat it all out: "I'm not reincarnated, why give me this drink, take it away."
He took the bowl angrily, and poured another bowl: "Believe it or not, you should believe it. If you listened to my advice back then, you wouldn't be where you are today. If you were a white wolf I'm not worried, at worst, wandering to the underworld to start again, but you, an ordinary person who became immortal by relying on pills, how can you leave a soul and a half when you jump from the Nirvana Platform..."
After speaking, he let out a long breath, and handed the bowl to me again: "Grandma Meng boiled this specially for you. She said that the Tianhe water is cold, so she asked me to bring it here. Drink it quickly, and don't let her down." Some thoughts."
Warm wine can certainly drive away the cold, but hot soup can warm the heart. Thinking of me, Ye Daishu, He De He Neng, I can bother Granny Meng to make soup for me.
After eating a few bowls of soup, my limbs and bones, which were so cold that I lost consciousness, gradually stretched out. I stretched my hands out of the prison, splashing the water for a while, and another piece of the Milky Way under the reflection appeared and disappeared in my hands. .
I asked: "How is Mu Ning doing in the world?"
"You mean the princess..." He changed his posture, as if he was going to have a long talk.
"Father is a warrior with unfulfilled ambitions, and he has no children. However, Mrs. He died early, so she left him a daughter. This puts expectations on her. As soon as she can walk, she will teach Zama to walk, and she is a good daughter. She became a wild kid who danced with guns and sticks. A few days ago, a ghost messenger went to collect her mother's soul. When she saw that she was dressed as a boy, she thought it was interesting and told the Lord of the Underworld about it. The Lord of the Underworld Although I knew it early in the morning, but after hearing it, I still turned cold, that ghost was so boring."
He couldn't figure it out: "So many fates have not been chosen but this one, what do you think she thought at the beginning?"
I still say the same thing: "You ask me, who should I ask?"
Every time Pu Wei got up, I thought he was going to leave. I didn't want him to just sit tired and change his position. I didn't find him annoying, but no matter what I said, I would inevitably mention that person.
Seeing him sitting there for more than half a day, I urged: "One day in the sky, seven years in the underworld, won't you be afraid of being blamed by Yan Jun if you don't go back for a long time?"
He glanced at me angrily: "I came to see you because I had nothing to do. It's like a different person when you beat the Lord of the Underworld and go back from the heaven. It's like trying to clear the underworld."
He glanced at me when he said that, and it was all too clear.
I couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately issued an order to evict the guest: "Hurry up and leave me alone."
I can't help but feel a little funny, I sacrificed 81 people to save Mu Yang, so I should be punished, but Tianting killed 30 lives for Mo Che, who should be punished?
Si Chenjian was summoned out of the fairy class by the Jade Emperor, and he was listing my crimes with all the fairy families.I knew he would find it difficult, so I gave him a knowing smile and signaled him not to worry and just tell the truth.
Stealing fate stones, peeking at the book of life and death, abusing fairy arts in the lower realms, killing 81 people... After being listed by Si Chenjian, I realized that I had made many mistakes.
I knelt in the Lingxiao Palace, with all the immortals pointing behind me. The Taishang Laojun, who usually likes to be a peacemaker, is not in the immortal class, and Yan Yan, who has the best friendship with me, is still in the world now, and he has long since asked about the affairs of the heavens .Luan Qing uncharacteristically begged for a few words of love for me, but the effect was not great, and the remaining few who had some weight did not have much friendship with me, so naturally they waited to see the result.
As for Yang Zhuo... He wished I had gone with Mu Yang, so how could he intercede for me?
If it hadn't been for the Dongchuang incident, other than life sacrifices to living people, those crimes would be innocuous, even if the Jade Emperor knew about it, it wouldn't be a big deal, so it seems that the Xian family also pays attention to ostentation, and the conviction of a crime must be so formal .
The Jade Emperor announced the result of the punishment after deliberation. After that, I turned my head to look at Yang Zhuo, and found that he was looking in the direction of Ji Mie Terrace.Standing from my angle, I can only see the lingering auspicious clouds in the fairy world, like the shadows between his brows, which sometimes thicken and sometimes loosen. I wonder if he will come on the day of execution, and what kind of expression will he have at that time?
The water in Tianhe is icy cold to the bone, and the wine sent by Luan Qing can't drive out the cold for me, half of my body immersed in it has already lost consciousness.Fortunately, the surrounding scenery of Tianhe Water Prison is good, with stars and colorful clouds reflecting each other, and looking around, there are colorful nebulae and boundless Milky Way.Occasionally, a few clusters of sky fire rush out of the nebula, leaving magnificent but fleeting light traces, as if they can't wait to fall into the mortal world.
The wind rippled, and the red figure reflected on the river surface was like red silk washed in the water. Luanqing stood outside the water prison, silent for a long time, and I broke the silence: "Yuelao came for a long time but didn't say anything, but in Feeling sorry for Daishu?"
The hair that dragged the ground never stopped growing, and he chuckled: "Why should I feel sorry for you, because you will finally be free? Or do you think I can't bear you?"
I put my back chair on the fence of the water prison, and saw the starlight covering his whole face: "You said... besides you, who else would feel sorry for me?"
"..."
I sighed softly: "I don't know what he is doing now, if only he could come and see me."
He turned around: "You continue to talk nonsense, I will go first."
"Hey...don't go!"
The wine was gone and the people left. If no one came for the remaining two days, I would be frozen to death by the river without being pushed off the Nirvana Terrace.
I poured some river water into the empty altar, took off the crown hairpin on the top of my head, imagined them as bamboo chopsticks and tea bowls in the hands of a storyteller, knocked a 'ding dong', and set off bursts of echoes on the silent Milky Way——
"Beside the Luohe River in Luohe City, there is a thrush man who writes a brush. He doesn't like the fragrant autumn moon girl, but only likes the rabbit son in the restaurant. There is his shadow in front of the window of the teahouse, and his name is left on the wild history. He is both a romantic man and a book A passionate man. He was supposed to light up the lights and travel around thousands of homes, but unexpectedly he jumped out of the crowd and became the book of destiny who made up random things and played with people's hearts.
In the dream, the grime of the past falls, which arouses the desire to solve the mystery and break the fog. Once you step into the grave of past events, there will be no thrush from then on. "
"The troublesome man on the saddle of Jinlou saves the ghost of gold and jade with pity. Jinyu is a ghost with no heart, and the jade looks like a bamboo with evil intentions. Who knows that this encounter will cause trouble, and it will turn Jinlou into a cold stone. Now that gold and jade are trapped in Tianhe, thinking And the past has become a memory, don't regret the old strings, don't complain about the cold and hard as a rock, I only hope that everything will be empty, and there will be no golden jade from now on."
The chill of the Tianhe water penetrated into the bone marrow, and finally I lost all feeling in my ten fingers. I threw away the things in my hand and sank my whole face into the river water.
The second person who came to see me was Si Chenjian. He has always been stingy, and he was empty-handed when he visited the prison. I pointed to the empty altar beside me and teased, "Did you see it, Luanqing brought it."
He shook his head helplessly: "What time is it, and I still want to drink." Then he took out another thing from his arms, which was his Liuhe illusion mirror: "If there is anyone you want to meet, please tell me."
I asked, "What day is it in the world?"
"It's the Lantern Festival..."
I smiled wryly and said: "The last time I went to the world to spend the Lantern Festival, I had an appointment with Yang Zhuo, but he didn't come after waiting all night."
"You want to see him?"
"No, I want to take another look at Luohe."
No matter what Luohe City becomes and how many generations of people have changed in it, it will never change.The Luohe in the mirror seems to have never cared about the years. How many years have passed, it is still suitable for heavy makeup and light makeup. Sometimes it is a cardamom girl with bright eyes, and sometimes it is a charming and beautiful woman. Covered up, the brilliance of the whole world was taken away by it.
Bright yellow sky lanterns are thrown into the night sky by the hands of people who think about it, and the river surface reflects the thousands of words in it.They are winged messengers, delivering sky lanterns carrying the voices of the living to the hands of the dead.
"What's wrong with you?" Si Chenjian asked me suddenly.
I turned my face away, the tears came too violently, and he looked at them before I could hide them properly.
"Let's take it!"
Si Chenjian sighed and put away his things. He sat on the spot for a while, and after a long time: "This matter is not without room for change. When I realized what happened to you, I went to tell Tianzun, and then he went overseas. I went to find Taishi, if they can come before the execution..."
I interrupted him: "Si Chen, do you know what I'm thinking?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't regret it at first, but when I thought that I would never see him again, I couldn't hold on without regret." But is regretting now useful?
If that moment really came, I would definitely want to see the expression on his face but dare not.
"does it worth?"
I smiled miserably: "You ask me, who am I to ask?"
The last one to come was Puwei, carrying a sealed jar in his hand, I knew it was in Granny Meng's room at a glance, if I guessed right, it should be her own flower wine.
Pu Wei was not in a hurry to pass the things to me, and said with a mournful face: "If I had known that you went to the record room with such intentions, I would not have let you in."
He cursed angrily at first, but he started to cry after cursing. Fortunately, he had a good face, otherwise I would have to dive into the water and wait for him to finish crying before leaving.
The jar was much bigger than the one Luanqing brought, and he couldn't pass it into the prison. He tore off the seal, poured out a bowl and handed it to me.
Unexpectedly, it was still warm and steaming. I couldn't wait to drink it, but it didn't taste like wine.
"What did you give me to drink?"
"Meng Po's soup is naturally Meng Po soup..."
I opened my mouth and spat it all out: "I'm not reincarnated, why give me this drink, take it away."
He took the bowl angrily, and poured another bowl: "Believe it or not, you should believe it. If you listened to my advice back then, you wouldn't be where you are today. If you were a white wolf I'm not worried, at worst, wandering to the underworld to start again, but you, an ordinary person who became immortal by relying on pills, how can you leave a soul and a half when you jump from the Nirvana Platform..."
After speaking, he let out a long breath, and handed the bowl to me again: "Grandma Meng boiled this specially for you. She said that the Tianhe water is cold, so she asked me to bring it here. Drink it quickly, and don't let her down." Some thoughts."
Warm wine can certainly drive away the cold, but hot soup can warm the heart. Thinking of me, Ye Daishu, He De He Neng, I can bother Granny Meng to make soup for me.
After eating a few bowls of soup, my limbs and bones, which were so cold that I lost consciousness, gradually stretched out. I stretched my hands out of the prison, splashing the water for a while, and another piece of the Milky Way under the reflection appeared and disappeared in my hands. .
I asked: "How is Mu Ning doing in the world?"
"You mean the princess..." He changed his posture, as if he was going to have a long talk.
"Father is a warrior with unfulfilled ambitions, and he has no children. However, Mrs. He died early, so she left him a daughter. This puts expectations on her. As soon as she can walk, she will teach Zama to walk, and she is a good daughter. She became a wild kid who danced with guns and sticks. A few days ago, a ghost messenger went to collect her mother's soul. When she saw that she was dressed as a boy, she thought it was interesting and told the Lord of the Underworld about it. The Lord of the Underworld Although I knew it early in the morning, but after hearing it, I still turned cold, that ghost was so boring."
He couldn't figure it out: "So many fates have not been chosen but this one, what do you think she thought at the beginning?"
I still say the same thing: "You ask me, who should I ask?"
Every time Pu Wei got up, I thought he was going to leave. I didn't want him to just sit tired and change his position. I didn't find him annoying, but no matter what I said, I would inevitably mention that person.
Seeing him sitting there for more than half a day, I urged: "One day in the sky, seven years in the underworld, won't you be afraid of being blamed by Yan Jun if you don't go back for a long time?"
He glanced at me angrily: "I came to see you because I had nothing to do. It's like a different person when you beat the Lord of the Underworld and go back from the heaven. It's like trying to clear the underworld."
He glanced at me when he said that, and it was all too clear.
I couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately issued an order to evict the guest: "Hurry up and leave me alone."
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