Judge, please respect yourself

The child was wet all over, with water still dripping from his hair, and looked at him with a painted face.

"Why did the immortal run away when he saw me?"

"I'm not a fairy."

Bei Yunrong could feel the helplessness of the owner of the body, but he was not angry. He gently bent down and wiped the plaster on the child's face, and then walked past him without saying anything.

This time the child was not making any noise, but silently carried his bamboo basket on his back, picked the toadstools that emerged from the roadside, and followed Bei Yunrong, no matter where he went, he would follow wherever he went, The distance between the two was not close or far, and there was no offense.

After being followed all the way, Bei Yunrong sighed, feeling really helpless, and turned to look at the child, "Which family are you from? What's your name?"

"You don't even tell me if you are a fairy, why should I tell you my name?"

Unexpectedly, the kid's tone was quite righteous, Bei Yunrong thought it was funny, "Then tell me, why do you think I'm a fairy?"

"Because you are beautiful. You are beautiful when you are lying on that slanting tree, and you are beautiful when you walk and talk. I have seen in books that only immortals can be so extraordinary."

"You're an interesting kid."

Bei Yunrong bent down and rubbed the little head, it was still a little wet, so he activated the true energy in his body to get rid of the water vapor, the child blinked in surprise, and then shouted, "You really are Immortal!!"

"so what?"

"Accept me as a disciple!"

"I don't accept disciples."

"Then, that Xianjun, you are so handsome, how about we meet a friend?"

The child stared straight at him with wide eyes, looking innocent and innocent, but the fairy in white shook his head, "Immortals cannot be friends with mortals."

"why?"

"Yang'er, come back soon!"

But as soon as the child opened his mouth to ask a question, there was a shout from a distance. He followed the sound and looked over, with a anxious expression on his face, but he didn't move half a step. He looked at the way home, and then at the fairy in white. Many times, I was afraid that the man in white on the opposite side would disappear like smoke if he left his line of sight.

"Your relatives are calling you."

"How do you know you're calling me? It's not me!"

"I know it's you, it's already dusk, go back earlier."

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, the child was discouraged resentfully, "Will you still be here tomorrow?"

"There is no fixed number."

"you……"

"Yanger!"

The cries from the village became more and more frequent. The child looked at Xianjun, immediately took off the bamboo basket on his back, and poured all the toadstools in it to him, "I'll give you all these, if you keep more How about a night?"

Before Xianjun could answer, another cry came, and the child had no choice but to trot towards home. Seeing that the little figure had disappeared, Xianjun picked up the toadstools on the ground one by one and brought them close to his nose Smell, but also with the aroma of fresh earth.

It was getting dark, and he was lying on the sloping tree near the water just now, holding the jar of wine he bought. He could have left this village to seek pleasure in other places, but this little mushroom that was forcibly given to him, It has to be returned.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, and in the half-dream and half-awake, he heard footsteps approaching quietly not far away. Xianjun opened his eyes, and saw the child standing under the tree during the day, acting the same as during the day, standing under the tree and looking up. himself, but his face seemed a little red and swollen.

"You really are here."

Seeing him coming, Xianjun got up and jumped down, and his white clothes flew up in the wind, as if there was a fairy spirit moving.

"Give it back to you."

Xianjun brought a bundle of leaves in front of Yang'er. Yang'er took it apart and found that it was wrapped with mushrooms that he had picked. There were a lot of them and they were all cleaned. He curled his lips and frowned. Brows, "Why don't you eat it, this food is delicious!"

"No, I'm leaving."

"where to?"

Yang'er quickly stretched out his hands to block Xianjun's way.

"Go to the mountains and rivers."

"Are the mountains and rivers elsewhere more beautiful than the mountains and rivers here?"

"Maybe."

"But you haven't even seen the beauty of our village yet."

"Isn't it this corner?"

"of course not!"

As he said, Yang'er took Xianjun's hand and dragged him into the mountains without any explanation. He was walking in the autumn night forest in thin clothes. He breathed some qi to him, and felt his body warm up, the child turned back and smiled at him.

"Can Xianjun do anything?"

"for example?"

"Such as conjuring a lot of money?"

"No, it's against humanity."

"Then let the grain be harvested every year?"

"No, it's against the natural way."

"What about bringing people back from the dead?"

"It violates the way of reincarnation."

The child stopped and looked back at the man in white behind him suspiciously, "Then what can you do?"

Even in the dark night, he could still see the child's bare feet, with many wounds scratched by stones and branches, and he bent down to hold it in his arms.

"I can pick you up."

"My dad can do this kind of thing too! Don't fool me like a child."

"Aren't you?"

"I'm seven years old."

"But I'm almost a thousand years old."

Yang'er was so rebutted that he was speechless, he looked away, pointed at the small road ahead, his face suddenly became excited, "There, there, if we go a little further, we will be there soon!"

Listening to Yang'er's command, Xianjun carried him forward and walked forward. It was a weedy mountain road. After removing the branches and leaves blocking the road on both sides, he saw a cliff with a broken arm in front of him. The bright lights are shining, like dragons and snakes spreading in the dark mountains, and like stars on the ground, shining brightly.

"The old man in the village said it was the Canglong."

"Canglong?"

"Well, there are Suzaku, Baihu and Xuanwu in the other three places."

"Is this Sixiang?"

"That's right, the adults say that the four elephants are the gods who protect the village, but I have seen them, but they are actually just lanterns. Every day in the village, people take turns to light the lamps. When the evening wind blows, these lights will sway. , it looks as if it is alive, it is very beautiful!"

Looking at the red lights at the bottom of the mountain, it really seems that there are black dragons hovering above the earth, guarding the peace and tranquility of the village for people. Although they are not real gods, the four elephants can suppress Yin Qi, and they really have the effect of shelter.

Yang'er struggled in Xianjun's hand and jumped down. He opened the bundled leaves in his hand, took out the umbrella mushroom and picked up a wooden branch on the ground and inserted it in. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Xianjun, "Xianjun Sir, can you light a fire?"

Xianjun looked at the umbrella mushroom in the child's hand and understood his intention, so he waved his sleeves to gather the dead leaves, and a small fire was lit in an instant.

The child adapted quickly, and naturally aroused himself. Xianjun looked at the grilled umbrella mushroom, smiled slightly, found a clean stone to sit down, hugged the altar to drink, and admired the stretching black dragon below. Because it was late at night, no one came here to disturb, and all the lights in the village were turned off. In the silence, there was only the crackling of the flames, which was reassuring.

"Give you."

After a while, Yang'er handed over the grilled umbrella mushroom, but Xianjun just shook his head and refused to take it.

"My father always said that you can't drink without appetizers. I finally took the risk of being beaten to give you this wild game. Don't let me down and let me get beaten for nothing."

"Who hit you?"

It turned out that his red and swollen cheeks were caused by being beaten, but Yang'er didn't answer, but just stuffed the wooden branch with the mushroom in his hand into his hand.

"Try it?"

The kindness is really difficult, Xianjun took a bite under the eyes of the children, the taste of the mouth is still a bit earthy, and there is a roasted aroma, coupled with the freshness of the game itself, it is a bit aftertaste.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ah."

"Then can I drink your wine?"

Yang'er stared at the wine jar in Xianjun's hand with twinkling eyes, like a hungry wolf.

"You are too young to drink."

"I'll just taste it."

"No."

"Just one drop."

"No."

Yang'er was repeatedly rejected, pouted, extremely dissatisfied, he bit off all the toadstools in his hand and swallowed them into his stomach, with a large handful of toadstools wrapped in his mouth, he murmured, "Then my I won't give it to you either."

Xianjun thought this child was really interesting, and looked at him with a smile in his phoenix eyes. This smile was like a spring breeze and rain, which relieved the boredom in his heart. He thought this person was beautiful before, and this smile made Yang'er even more annoying. He crawled to Xianjun and sat down next to him.

"Since you already know my name is Yang'er, can you tell me your name?"

"I am what you like to call me."

"You're just not going to tell me your name?"

To this question, Xianjun smiled and said nothing, Yang'er knew that the inquiry was fruitless, so he wisely did not ask.

"Then I'll call you Xianjun, but what if I meet other Xianjun in the future? It's easy to confuse, um... why don't you call me Xianjun Yuelu?"

"Moon deer?"

Yang'er pointed to the sky, the sky was dark and cloudless, with a wide field of vision, the stars were densely covered, and the trajectory of the stars happened to be Zhang Su, one of the seven constellations of Suzaku, and also the moon deer.

"My father said that seeing the stars in the sky without clouds can be said to be once in ten years. Since I grew up here, I have never seen the stars in the sky clearly. I have always only learned about them in books. Today, as soon as the fairy comes, I will see them." I met Yuelu, could it be that the immortal Lord Yuelu came down to earth?"

Hearing the childish question, Xianjun smiled and stroked his little head, "There are other people who are in charge of the stars."

"Then what is Yuelu Xianjun in charge of in the sky?"

"You don't have to know."

Unknowable again, Yang'er pursed her lips, moved her body on the spot, and found a comfortable position to lie next to Xianjun, because as long as she stayed by his side, her body would be warmed up.

One fairy and one child silently looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky. They looked like deer. Tens of millions of stars shone brightly and darkly, changing unpredictablely. Yang'er closed his eyes and clasped his hands together as if wishing something in his heart. Xianjun Looking at him from the side, without saying a word to disturb, the two leaned close to each other, with the Canglong lanterns below and the moon and deer stars above, this place is located on the edge of an empty cliff, it is full of vigor and wind, quite pleasant, coming to this world It's just for fun, so it's not a fun thing.