My male coach breaks the void

"Lord Guardian Zuo, I'm sorry that I don't know who the 'old and immortal' you are talking about." Taoyao hugged the little boy who seemed to have fainted in her arms, with a serious look: "But if you say It’s Lord Immortal, I was on the same mountain with him before, and he is also my half master.”

"Is it?"

The devilish energy suddenly condensed into a ball in mid-air, like ink dripping into clear water, even the stormy sky was nothing compared to it.Then, right in front of Taoyao's eyes, the ball of ink turned into a phantom of a man, and Taoyao didn't dare to look at his face—it is said that the higher the status of a person in the demon world, the less they can be seen by others, so Taoyao had no choice but to He lowered his head, staring at the corner of the clothes with the beautiful golden shadow lines, without saying a word.

A long, long time ago, before he could turn into a human being, he lived with a man in white on a mountain beside Pengchuan City. The mountain looked incredibly steep, but when he climbed up, he found something strange—— —Of course this is what he heard from others, and he hadn't gone down the mountain at that time.At that time, he always heard some words from the woodcutters, which were all spoken by literati in the world, but he didn't know the difference between woodcutters and literati at that time, and he didn't know what the world was. Said, "The empty mountains and birds are singing here, and it is a good place to live in seclusion. It's just that the terrain is complicated and there are many formations. I'm afraid it's not something that ordinary people like me can handle, so I can only look at the ocean and sigh."In fact, he couldn't figure it out at that time, he, a little demon who had just opened his mind, could live on this mountain, why couldn't those humans?

...actually it's still annoying.

Taoyao, who has not yet become a human being, once counted her demon age with her fingers, and it was about 40 to [-] years. Although the climate of Pengchuan City is pleasant, the four seasons are still very distinct. Or in the hot summer and cold winter, the man in white has been holding a jug of wine, leaning against his tree, reciting poems when he is in a good mood, and drinking continuously when he is in a bad mood, but in the end his cheeks will turn red, like a woodcutter It is like the little sun drawn by a child on the ground with cinnabar.

When did you start paying attention to that man?Probably around that time.After opening his spiritual wisdom, he has been trying to talk to him, because every time he sees that person talking to himself, he feels so embarrassed and aggrieved, he was alone there for a long time , but no one answered him. After a while, he started to look at the stars and fell asleep after it got dark. Every time he was afraid that he would catch a cold. After all, he looked like a human being. Humans are very Fragile.

Only later did he know that the man was not embarrassed or sick, he was just lonely, and why he was so anxious to talk, it was because he had the same loneliness as him.Probably because she doesn't want to see another self, Taoyao urgently wants to find a partner for the man, even if it's the kind of prodigal or sloppy friend that the woodcutter said, it doesn't matter, as long as someone talks to him, so that he is not so lonely.However, Taoyao can't speak, and the man hides when he sees anyone. Even his favorite Xuetian doesn't come out to take a look, leaving Taoyao anxiously watching the woodcutters coming and going.

In fact, that man is not afraid of loneliness at all, he is the only one who is afraid of loneliness, but it will take a long, long time before Taoyao will understand this truth, now he can only speak hard by himself.

No matter what, it should be warmer, this mountain.

In the end, Taoyao became the earliest talking demon on the mountain.He still remembers that day. It was a spring morning. The man in white suddenly got up early as if he had a sense of consciousness, and guarded him carefully. Just a magpie, it’s so festive.” He just squatted beside him, smiling and looking at him all the time, as if he was about to harvest the most precious treasure when he bought it.

I'm so happy.Tao Yao heard her heart say that, and then the first drop of dew slid down from his head, and the man suddenly spoke——

"Although I know you are a monster, but your name is very important to me, so you have to tell me your name, and I will tell you mine in exchange. My name is Qu Liushang, the Qu Liushang of Qushui Liushang, how about you? Do you have a name?"

"No...no..." Tao Yao looked at the slightly cunning face, but the person was against the light, and he could only see a blurred circle of light, but he suddenly wanted to call him a god , although I don't know the race of that person, but the guy who seems to disappear as soon as he lets go must be a god!That kind of feeling that he doesn't understand will never be in the "earthly world".

He even forgot about "he can talk".

"That's just right! Let me name you!" Qu Liushang patted his chest excitedly, as if he was putting some guarantee: "I used to write novels, so don't worry about my name!"

Of course don't worry...of course don't worry.

For a moment, Taoyao was so gentle that he wanted to laugh. He felt that even in the winter he hated the most, he didn't need to be afraid of the cold at all—this guy seemed to be constantly glowing and heating, just like a little sun.

Although Little Sun gave him the name "Taoyao" later, it sounds exactly the same as Peach Demon.

The days that followed were like clear water being splashed on rice paper, there were no traces other than the wrinkles, only Tao Yao's ever-increasing cultivation base witnessed the passage of time.In fact, in a snowy weather that is rare in a century, Taoyao asked about the method of dating in the human world, because since he was born, the only person in front of him who has had a lot of contact with him, he wants to know more about him .

He doesn't even know if he's human or not.

"The way of dating in the world," the man pulled off the lid of the jug, his breath was full of white air, his fur collar made him look like a small ball, his lips were bright red like something, Taoyao almost looked at it Crazy: "Why are you asking this, Xiao Taoyao, the so-called chronological method is one of the fundamentals of the operation of time and space. If you know it clearly, then you are not a member of the Yaozu."

"How do you say that?" Tao Yao asked.

"Xiao Taoyao, you asked a very tricky question." The man nodded approvingly: "It's like if I call you Taoyao, you will know that I am calling you, and you will definitely answer me. If you don't call Taoyao, naturally there will be no response, the same is true in this world, there is a so-called calendar, if there is no calendar, then when everyone talks about time, you say 'Tianhua' and I say 'Xiangling', There is no unity at all. If it is always like this, it will be affected as small as your own lifespan, as big as the change of dynasty."

"Then what if it is as you said? Will we fall into chaos or disappear?"

"Chaos is certain, and of course it won't disappear. If I call you Taoyao and you don't respond, you are still a peachy demon, just slightly different from the Taoyao I called you."

"That is to say, are these basic things like a mold imprisoning the things it constitutes? If not, isn't it what it is now?"

"Oh, you guys are really worry-free." The man in white suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his mouth, his eyes bent into two crescents: "I've heard a story about an onmyoji and a person in the palace before, and the onmyoji often meets with you. The people in the temple talk about mantras—that is, things like the essence of the world, but the people in the temple don’t always understand. Although the power in the world of the people in the temple is stronger, it’s amazing that you can understand even a little.”

"Then can you tell me the way of dating in the world?" Tao Yao shook the bare branch, reluctantly brought back the topic.

"Xiao Taoyao, you have learned badly!" The man showed a surprised expression: "You have always followed me before!"

But then I still don't know anything.Thinking of this, Taoyao admired the man's ability to talk nonsense, and at the same time persistently "looked" at him - he knew that the man must feel it.

"Okay, before I tell you, I want to ask you one thing, Xiao Taoyao."

The man in white put down his sleeves and suddenly became extremely solemn.

"If you give me a satisfactory answer, then in exchange, I will tell you how the world records the years."

"Ah."

"Xiao Taoyao, have you ever paid attention to the woodcutter who goes up the mountain to cut firewood?"

"...what?"

Tao Yao suddenly froze.In fact, he only paid attention to those humans a long time ago, when he couldn't speak, but that was just to keep himself and the guy in front of him from being alone, but when he could speak, those humans became It has no use value and is insignificant.

He really, never noticed it again.

"Do you still remember the woodcutter Zhang with the child?" Qu Liushang, regardless of whether Taoyao was still in deep thought and couldn't react, just said to himself: "One day the child brought a beautiful paper kite up the mountain and said yes. His mother bought it for him, and Zhang Woodman told him to put the kite at home. After all, this mountain is not a good place to put the kite. In the end, the child didn't put the kite back, because it fell into the cliff behind the mountain. It was a mortal. It can't be retrieved."

"You do the math, how many times did Zhang Woodman come here?"

"In fact, Zhang Woodman was already seriously ill at that time. In human terms, he had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, but for his family's livelihood, he had to go hunting in the mountains. The paper kite was made by Zhang Woodman's wife for the child. The last gift I gave you, that woman still has a pretty face, so she naturally has the conditions for remarriage. Use your spiritual sense to find out if the paper kite that fell was the same, or has it turned into a handful of loess."

"Have you noticed Zhang Woodman's tired eyes? Do you understand why the child was crying so sadly? Did you see that the star belonging to Zhang Woodman fell down one night?"

"If the child is still alive, if you go up this mountain again today, will you still recognize him?"

Qu Liushang's eyes refracted complicated light, like a wild animal imprisoned in a cage, desperate and sad.

"The chronology of the world is not just a way. It contains things that you can't imagine. Those silent, cruel, and bloody things. I always hope that they will never be known. Humans always feel that the more they know The better, the more you know, the more you will be imprisoned, and the greater the responsibility you will bear."

"Even so, Xiao Taoyao," he looked at the tall peach tree, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you still want to ask about the way the world records years?"