It is strictly forbidden to fall in love

Tianhengzong.

Han Qing sat alone on the highest mountain, looking at the sky full of stars, the wind blowing from the east, and his sleeves fluttered gently.

The source of hope.

Under the huge ghost lamp, Zhong Qing lay with his eyes closed in the white twilight, his clothes automatic without wind.A strange scene appeared in his mind.

Will water catch fire?Will the sea water be as hot as lava?Where do we come from and where do we go when we die?What makes us part and meet again in this world?

Fire gushes out in the dark night, violently like a falling meteor, and mirages are reflected in the sky, including Sanxian Mountain, Queen Mother of the West, Golden Blue Bird and the Elixir of Life, Icarus flying to the sun, and the dead Concubine Yang.

The ghost lamp was quietly placed aside, and a man with the appearance of Zhong Qing was sitting under the tree, as if he had been sitting here for countless years.

"Who is Yang Guifei?"

The person who looked like "Zhong Qing" raised his head to look at the person, and replied, "A beautiful woman."

"Who is Icarus?"

"A bright boy made himself wings out of wax and feathers, flew high into the sun, the wax melted, and he fell to his death in the sea."

"what are you talking about?"

"civilization."

The other party frowned, and seemed to be in some kind of confusion. The man with the appearance of "Zhong Qing" said to himself: "After many years, Colonel Aureliano Buendia will stand in front of the firing squad, and he will remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to visit ice cubes..."

"what?"

"One Hundred Years of Solitude."

"On the shore of the quicksand, behind the Chishui, and before the Blackshui, there is a big mountain called Kunlun Hill."

"Is this also One Hundred Years of Solitude?"

The person who looked like "Zhong Qing" smiled, "No, it's The Classic of Mountains and Seas." He got up, picked up his own lamp, and hung it on the tree.

The picture suddenly became turbulent and blurred like a thrown stone or water.

The pool water reflected the silver light, and Shifang, who had turned into a "Zhongqing" ghost lamp, leaned on the tree trunk, looking at the figure that was slowly gathering souls in front of him. How to start.

"Zhong Qing" finally started to speak, as if talking to himself, "Many years ago, there were only you and me on the Plain of Cangwang. You told me many stories every day, and I couldn't understand them. One day , you take me to kill a magic dragon, you cut off the head of the magic dragon, and then cut the body of the magic dragon into six parts, and buried the dragon's bones under the tree, and you handed over the dug out dragon's heart Give me, tell me to stay here forever."

His eyes became gentle, "I asked you where you were going, but you just said you would definitely come back."

"I was guarding the bones of the dragon under the dragon tree. I never thought that the soul of the dragon had been sleeping underground for thousands of years, and a dream had appeared on it. The power of the dragon transformed into mountains, rivers, seas, swamps, wind and rain, I watched the dream slowly create a new world, and the new world gradually attracted many unconscious spirits, more and more of them, parasitic in the dream, absorbing the power of the magic dragon, the sun and the moon, Shinjuku Lie Zhang, the first life appeared under the sky, and I suddenly remembered the word you said to me that day, 'civilization'."

"The sleeping dragon's own consciousness is also projected in the dream. The first dragon appeared in this world, and then humans, monks, and mermaids gradually appeared. It's quite interesting."

"I rarely care about the changes in this dream. I just need to make sure that the dragon will not wake up from the dream. Maybe it's not bad to let it stay in my dream? I thought to myself. I have been waiting for you under the tree Come back, stars and stars have moved on the Plain of Cangwang. Thousands of years have passed, and even this place has begun to collapse and collapse, leaving only such a small piece of heaven and earth. I don’t know if you will come back. One day , a monk accidentally came here through a dream."

"I miss you so much. I gave him the dragon ball you gave me back then. The monk took the dragon ball back to the dreamland. The dragon ball turned into a human form. It has no soul and can't speak. But he looks very similar to you. I sometimes look at him, but he is different. That day, when I accidentally went to see the dream of the dragon, I suddenly found that there was an extra soul in the dragon ball .”

"Zhong Qing" had a faint blue light floating on his face. He looked up at the annihilated and reunited spirit body, "Do you know? You thought of many ways to kill the magic dragon, but the magic dragon is killing Immortal, it will be reborn over and over again, and every time it is resurrected, it will be stronger than before. That's why you suppressed it under this tree. I have been observing that dream all these years, and I suddenly noticed something, the magic dragon The power of the dream is constantly eroding. When the power of the dream completely overwhelms the dragon, the dragon's soul will be destroyed in the dream, and this dream will die with it. We finally found a way to kill the dragon. "

"But what I didn't expect was that I had been waiting for you for so many years. When you came back, you actually wanted to save him, again and again, at any cost. You saved him countless times and failed countless times. I saw him Your strength is getting weaker and weaker, and you can't even remember what happened in each reincarnation. Every time you end up failing, and then resolutely start again. I watched you betray your oath and abandon yourself In the end, you even forgot your own name."

"The god who forgot his name is rebuilding the dream of the dragon over and over again. Is it to save the civilization built on the dream, or to save this dragon?" "Zhong Qing" was silent for a long time when he said this, Looking at the figure with deep eyes, "In order to remind yourself to remember what will happen in every reincarnation, you forged the fairy mirror, but every time you gave it to the dragon, causing it to become a monster, even No longer recognize you as master. A god who is gradually losing power, even the spirits will not continue to be loyal to him."

"I know, it's the dragon ball. The dragon's heart turned into a dragon ball, and it became a part of your body by accident. The crime of deceiving the gods is unforgivable. This time will not be like this, this is the last time." The last few words he said were light and empty, and the souls were still reuniting under the moonlight, and his eyes became calm again.

This time, there will be no gods to save the collapsing world.

The gods have saved them countless times.

On the Plain of Cangwang, in front of the broad riverbed that dried up until it cracked, Yun Jue had a severe headache and finally knelt on the ground. The mirror in his arms was hot as hot iron, as if it was some kind of urgent warning, but he didn't take it out. Have a look.There is a faint silver light on his arm, which is fine dragon scales, flickering under the moonlight, the heart turned into a dragon ball is beating in his chest, and strange memories flood into his mind, but he can’t see anything clearly , his head became more and more painful, he was struggling with something almost instinctively.

Just when he was kneeling on the ground enduring the unbearable pain, he seemed to feel that someone behind him gently pulled his hair, and inserted a soft yellow flower into his hair, and his whole body trembled , looked back suddenly, but it turned out to be an illusion.The yellow sand was everywhere, and the wind blowing from nowhere blew across the face, and the emotions mixed with countless complex emotions rushed in the heart. The heart transformed into the dragon ball seemed to be unable to bear the huge pain anymore, and violently twitched in the chest .

If there is an end to this pain, he even wants to exchange everything immediately just for relief.

It took a long time before he suddenly understood in the interval of severe pain that this was not his emotion, it belonged to another person, and it was all the feelings this heart had experienced when it was in that person.Yun Jue's body trembled, what kind of feeling did this feel?Reincarnation over and over again, despair over and over again, with no beginning and no end, and finally had to forget everything, and even the goodbye would subconsciously escape and resist.But no matter how many times he went through it, he made the same choice in the end, he forgot everything, but this heart did not forget... loving him.

Yun Jue raised his hand and pressed it on the position of his heart. Slowly exerting force with his fingers, the bright red blood slowly flowed down from the wound.

He lowered his head and dug out his heart bit by bit.

"wait for me."

Under the huge tree-shaped ghost lamp, "Zhong Qing" was originally observing the soul in front of him, but suddenly he turned his head and looked in one direction.

In the eastern sky, the morning glow rose out of thin air, and for the first time, there was a ray of light comparable to that of daylight on the plain of eternal night.