Daji can't confuse me

"Lonely desire to have a love partner, to be with him for the rest of his life, until he grows old."

"The king is dead—!"

"Boom--!"

Yin Shou stood in front of the mourning hall, the bell seemed to be ringing in his ears, echoing round and round, back and forth endlessly.

The new king is presiding over the funeral, and the old courtiers bowed their backs and bowed on their knees.

The young officials peeked at Yin Shou from time to time, but no one dared to accuse him of being rude.

Shang Rong and Bigan had long since passed away, Mei Bo was gray-haired, with tears in his eyes, he glanced at Yin Shou, and sighed: "Life is only a hundred years, and the former kings are mortals, there will be a difference."

"Your Majesty left in a hurry, I just went back to Zixiao Palace, and it took only half a day, but I didn't even see the last face."

Mei Bo choked with sobs and said, "Your Majesty is free from illness and calamity, and he is leaving in peace. The virtuous king is at ease."

Yin Shou stared blankly at the spirit tablet. In the mourning hall, there were yellow candlelight and white linen clothes, and there was a lot of crying.

It's snowing outside, and there are many.

The vastness is white.

The cold wind came, and Yin Shou's Taoist robe was blown up with the wind. As the candlelight flickered, his blue hair danced slightly, and his face was pale and cold.

The new king cried or worshiped in the mourning hall, and he looked at Yin Shou.

Yin Shou was too young. Before the king passed away, he even left a will. The virtuous king can control the government, stand in the court, and play outside.

The young king felt threatened.

The former king had no heirs, and the harem was few, so the successor was selected by the clan.The new king has recognized this person since he was a child. This person is the god of war, the god of great merchants.

But this god can't be used by him, he trembles every time he faces it, and he doesn't dare to look at him with words.

Seeing this, Mei Bo sighed again, and went to ask Yin Shou: "What is the future plan of the virtuous king?"

While the candlelight was flickering, he saw Yin Shou showing a trace of sadness, and only heard him murmur: "It's too short, the time is hard, I don't want to meddle in the world anymore."

"Go back."

The young king finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Shou stayed in the mourning hall for seven days. The day of returning the soul is just a deception to ordinary people. Those who want to go will go early, and those who want to return will always be kept. There is no such thing as returning to the soul.

The king probably has nothing to worry about.

The soul of King Zhou was in the underworld, and he crossed the bridge to drink soup.

Huang Feihu, the great emperor of Dongyue, came out to greet him. He was in charge of good and bad fortune in the world, and the fate of mortals was in his hands to transform immortals, gods, and ghosts.

Huang Feihu once swore allegiance. When he saw King Zhou here, he came to bow down and said, "Your Majesty."

King Zhou said: "I don't want to drink soup, I don't want to forget my past, I don't want to forget Ah Shou."

Huang Feihu sighed: "Your Majesty, why should you be persistent? A Worthy King is a sage. If we become gods, he is unattainable to me. Your Majesty is a reincarnation with memories of this life, and the next life will be bitter. Why bother?"

King Zhou showed sadness: "Ah Shou practiced Taoism, but he never told me about cultivation. If he was alone in cultivating Taoism, he would live forever now. How could we be separated?"

Huang Feihu shook his head and said: "It's not that Wanyuan Tiansheng is ruthless, it's just that the way of heaven is ruthless, kings can't practice Taoism, and can't live forever, otherwise there will be a catastrophe."

"Dynasties must change naturally, kings rise and fall, and seasons change. This is the trajectory of all things. Saints are also inevitable. Don't blame him, my king."

"Gu knows it." King Zhou picked up the soup, slowly closed his eyes, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "A Shou has always been gentle, and he is the one in my heart. How can Gu blame him?"

Huang Feihu shook his head helplessly, and walked over to tell the judge: "He is the emperor of the world in this life. He has benefited countless people and made the people happy. His merits have entered his soul, and he will shine golden light. He will become a fairy in the next life."

The judge looked back and saw the soul squatting on the ground with his back to him, and the judge took a closer look and saw that he was spitting out the soup!

"That's all." Huang Feihu sighed: "You must have never seen it."

The judge quickly lowered his head and said: "The soup will enter the body if you drink it, and it's useless to spit it out. I don't remember it in the next life, it's just good luck."

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According to legend, there is a palace in the south of China, named Zixiao Palace, in which there lived supreme immortals.

"Who tells you that there are very fairy people?" A little screaming, saying: "You can't eat enough to wear, don't warm, and think about Xiu Xian? Hahahahahahahaha haha ​​laughed at me!"

"I just know, just wait and see, I will become a fairy in the future, will you still laugh or not?"

"Hey! Zixin, are you at the south gate, listening to the story of that lunatic? That old lunatic has always been bluffing. He is crazy. Some people say that he eats feces and urine. Do you believe what he says?"

Zixin didn't say a word, let the beggar laugh at him, and just walked towards the river.He drank water by the river, picked up a chicken leg in the corner to wash it, and then walked towards the south gate.

"It's you again, kid!"

Zixin smiled and offered a chicken leg, saying, "This is to honor your old man."

The lunatic glanced at the chicken leg, then at Zi Xin, waved his hand and said, "The poor only eat vegetarian food, you can eat it. When you're full, I'll tell you a story."

Zixin swallowed his saliva, ate the chicken leg voraciously, wiped his mouth, and said, "Old man, the story you told is really interesting. In the land of Central South, there is really a mountain with Zixiao Palace in it. Immortal?"

The old lunatic moved his eyelids and said: "I have seen the fairy inside. I have seen him when he was a mortal. I have seen him when he became a fairy. Now he is a saint. I have never been lucky enough to see him." .”

Zi Xin opened his eyes wide and asked quickly, "The old man has experienced so much?" The child is always outspoken, and he can say what he wants to say, and he doesn't know whether it will hurt others. He asked, "Then why is the old man staying here now?" Are there beggars in this city?"

The old lunatic choked, but he didn't get angry. He paused for a while before he sighed: "I made a big mistake back then. I couldn't do a good job. I killed my father and king. I couldn't cultivate my morals. I couldn't protect my brothers. Water, everything is wrong, now it is wandering in the world, occasionally showing people the way, hoping for atonement."

Zixin looked at him, saw that he was gray-haired and haggard, and suddenly felt sorry for him, so he said: "The old man is a good man. Zixin was ill last month, and he knew in a daze that it was the old man who treated him." .”

The old lunatic laughed and said: "You are confused, I am just a lunatic, how can I cure you?! Pindao just saw that you are very good, so I don't want to make me jealous here, so I tell you how much you are. From Xiaogong!"

Zixin laughed and said, "Since the old man said that I have excellent bones, then I will go even more. Maybe I will fall in love with a fairy, and I will become a closed disciple!"

Zixin went to the city to beg for food and pick up leaks. He also collected four steamed buns. He put two in his arms, picked a big leaf, placed two steamed buns at the feet of the old maniac, and said with a smile: "Old man Take care of yourself."

He carried his tattered luggage and glanced at the old lunatic, showing a row of teeth. The mist outside had just lifted, and the sun had just risen. The sun shone on his shoulders, and the light was just right.

"I'm going to cultivate immortals—!"

He cut bamboo, filled it with water, wore a pair of tattered straw sandals, looked at the sun, recognized the direction, and asked for directions, while heading to the south-central.

He was clever and strong, and he begged for food and helpers along the way, and he was able to fill up temporarily, so it went smoothly.

He picked up a knife next to a skeleton at the foot of the mountain. He was very courageous, and he was not afraid to walk alone in the mountains, and occasionally he could kill one or two wild animals to eat.

"What does a fairy look like?"

Zixin lay on the grass with a root of grass in his mouth, crossed his legs, stared blankly at the gleaming Milky Way in the sky, and thought about the appearance of a fairy.

"Like the Milky Way." His eyes drooped slightly: "It's clean and clear."

"It must be very gentle."

Zixin walked while groping, strange birds and beasts in the mountains, various anthers and fairy grasses, clouds and mists in the sky and earth, and golden crows rising and falling day and night.

There are probably people who are destined to have a fairy fate. In the town in the central south, ten out of ten don't know what Zixiao Palace is, but he just walked around like this, and he really walked into Zixiao Palace.

He looked up at the towering fairy mountain, faced the closed palace gate, and shouted loudly: "Master Immortal! I'm here to learn from you! I'm very good-natured and obedient. When you see me, you must be To charge!"

There was a demon outside Zixiao Palace secretly watching the tricks, heard the words and said with a smile: "This mortal child is really interesting, I don't know how to get up, ordinary little demons and immortals can't find the way, can't see the palace gate, but this child is Walked up with a pair of legs, and said to himself, his bones are amazing! Let me tell you, I don’t know if his bones are good or not, but he is lucky.”

Kunyu Divine Bird passed by, patted the demon's hair, and said: "Wanyuan Tiansheng is now in seclusion and sees no one, why are you guarding outside, staring at this child? Don't eat people to play!"

The little demon quickly said: "Great Immortal! I am a good demon, it is a great fortune to be surrounded by this fairy palace, how can I eat people?"

Kunyu Shenniao glanced at him, obviously not convinced, these little monsters always like to lie.

Kunyu Shenniao glanced at the child, suddenly startled.

This child is actually the reincarnation of Di Xin!

Kunyu Divine Bird didn't like Di Xin, and Wanyuan Tiansheng went to seclusion because of his death. I heard that he went to the underworld to see his soul, but he didn't know that Di Xin was reincarnated in a hurry, and didn't wait for anyone.

So Kunyu God Bird turned into a human form, dressed in a soap-colored Taoist robe, staring down at Zi Xin from above, and said coldly, "What's the trouble for mortals to come to my Zixiao Palace?"

Zixin looked up, and saw a fierce Taoist staring at him with a hostile expression on his face.

Zi Xin quickly said: "Master Immortal, the young one is here to practice Taoism, please let me know. I am obedient, strong, and have excellent bones. Master Saint will definitely accept me as an apprentice!"

Kunyu Shenniao gave a 'tsk' sound, this kid winked, he knew that he was not the master, no wonder he had a peace of mind when ordering him to deliver messengers back then, it seemed that he had to scare him.

So Kunyu Shenniao smiled and said, "Your roots are excellent? How can you prove it?"

Zi Xin took a look at him and knew that this person was not a good person, so he had no choice but to answer: "Where is the proof for this? The sage will know it at a glance."

"Oh!" Kunyu Divine Bird bared its teeth: "I still want to see the sage! Your face is too big, right? Stretch out your arms!"

Seeing that he was getting aggressive, Zixin quickly grabbed the knife, shrunk his neck, and asked, "What are you stretching your arms for?"

Kunyu Shenniao chuckled: "If I eat your arm, I naturally know that your bones are not good!"

The little demon who was guarding at the side quickly jumped out and said excitedly: "Master Immortal! I will help you!"

Kunyu God Bird glanced at him and kicked him all over the place!The monster let out a scream, and didn't know if it was dead or alive.

Seeing this, Zi Xin was terrified, and the Taoist kicked him to the sky. Seeing the Taoist approaching fiercely, he yelled, "Help! Master Saint! A monster is eating me!"

The soul was destroyed in Zixiao Palace, and Yin Shou was guarding outside the door of Yin Shou's room. He only felt that Yin Shou had woken up from his trance when he felt the formation move.

I saw Yin Shou's head covered with black hair almost down to his ankles, he walked out slowly and asked, "It seems to be extremely noisy outside?"

Miehun bowed his head and replied: "Nothing happened, I have been watching for you, master."

Yin Shou's eyelids twitched, his eyes were blank, he raised his head slightly, sighed softly, and arrived at the palace gate in an instant.

Zixin was terrified, hiding from the divine bird of Kunyu, when he suddenly saw the palace gate slowly open——

There was a fairy inside, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, black hair, and clear eyebrows. He looked up and forgot his panic and fear for a moment.

He stared blankly, seeing the fairy raised his eyebrows and looked at the soap-robed man, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Kunyu Shenniao bowed her head with a guilty conscience.

Hearing the sound, Zixin came back to his senses, he looked at Yin Shou again, and saw tears welling up.

He took two steps forward, threw himself into Yin Shou's arms, hugged him, and cried aggrievedly, "Master Saint, I finally see you. I'm here to seek immortality and Taoism! I have very good bones. You must Accept me as a disciple!"

"I walked for two years before I came here. My heart is pious. Have you seen it?"

Yin Shou knelt down to look at him, touched his dirty little face, lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and said in a warm voice: "See, I opened the door, don't cry."

Zi Xin froze in place, he stood stupidly, staring blankly at Yin Shou, feeling the gentle coolness of the warm fingertips touching his cheek.

Everything stopped being noisy, and the world was silent.

Really gentle.

So tender that it is nostalgic and addictive.