The magic star came into the world

A few more days passed like this, and it was the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mortal world.

It is said that this day is the time when the moon is at its fullest in a year, when thousands of families in the world are reunited, and the streets will be decorated with lanterns and streamers to celebrate.

Although the East China Sea has experienced a lot of disasters, it is finally getting better now, and it is the first big festival after the disaster. Therefore, before the sky is completely dark, the coast is already full of fishing boats.

Every family in the village lights up lanterns, wrapping clusters of bright flames, like spreading a brilliant red makeup on the earth.

Ao Xing came back early, pulled the vowel and went out, saying that he wanted to take him to the mortal market.

When they were going down the mountain road, Yuan Yin looked up. There was no cloud in the night sky, and the sky was full of bright and boundless stars, which reflected the red dots everywhere under the mountain.

The bazaar was already crowded with people. He cautiously kept a close eye on Long Jun who was scurrying around him, and raised his hand to grab some of his sleeve. He mustered up his courage several times, but he didn't dare to reach out.

Someone hurried past behind him, accidentally bumped into the vowel, and the vowel staggered, and when he raised his head again, the people around him had long since disappeared.

"Xian..." The vowel anxiously wanted to call him, but when he opened his mouth, he remembered that he was in the mortal world now, and he would never dare to call Ao Xing's name directly, so he could only open his mouth, shouting no, no Neither is shouting.

He pushed aside the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and struggled to find Ao Xing's figure.In the dark crowd, how can we still see that excited person jumping around.Vowel looked around anxiously, tiptoed around, and then stopped at the street stall.

He squeezed through with difficulty.

The stall was filled with all kinds of masks. There was a person standing in front of the stall with a mask on his face and another in his hand.

"Xianjun..."

After squeezing to the side of that person, the vowel called out with a suppressed voice.

The man acted as if he had never heard of it, and concentrated on looking at the mask in his hand, as if he had great interest.

Vowel looked around, then took another step closer, tugged at the man's sleeve, and said:

"Xianjun, stop making trouble."

Then the man put down the things in his hand, sighed through the mask, took off the mask on his face, and asked in frustration:

"How did you recognize me?"

It was Ao Xing.

"I even changed my clothes." As he spoke, he spread his arms and twirled them around for Yuan Yin to see.

Vowel touched his nose and said with a smile:

"No matter how the Xianjun changes his appearance, I can always recognize it." He pointed to the kit on Ao Xing's waist, "The Xianjun always carries this thing with him."

"Ah..." Ao Xing looked at his bag, suddenly realized.

"Sir, don't run around anymore, there are a lot of people today, and they will be separated later." Yuanyin said.

"If you get closer to me, you won't get separated." Ao Xing said nonchalantly, reached out and grabbed Yuan Yin's wrist, and pulled him into the crowd again, "It's so lively today, I'll take you to see fresh."

Yuan Yin only felt a ding in his head, and the numbness spreading all the way up from his wrist made his whole body freeze, and he couldn't even walk, so he could only clumsily let him drag him away.

This night seemed extraordinarily long, with the warm firelight filling the whole street mixed with the loud shouting, the occasional flashes of bright fireworks in the night sky, and the flickering light on the face of the man when he turned to talk to him , mixed with many unspeakable emotions in the vowel's heart, reconciled into an eternal and brilliant picture.

For the rest of his long life, in the eternal night where he was once still, he lit a fire in his heart.

Later, he was dragged to release lotus lanterns for praying with the Dragon Lord, and bought two honey gourds that he had never tasted before. Even when he passed by the Sea God Temple, Ao Xing sneaked in and took away two altars of sweet-scented osmanthus. liquor.

As the night deepened, the crowd on the street gradually dispersed, the cage fire was extinguished, and the earth sank into the night.

Vowel followed Ao Xing to the top of the mountain.They sat on the highest hillside, overlooking the entire East China Sea.

Ao Xing poured a glass of wine and respected Donghai from a distance:

"I hope that Haiyan and Heqing will be prosperous in time and age."

Then he drank it down, turned around and asked the vowel:

"Does Vowel have any wishes?"

Yuan Yin was stunned, bowed his head and thought for a while, then imitated him and poured a glass of wine, respecting Dong Hai from afar:

"Then I hope that the Sea God will bless me and let me ascend to immortality as soon as possible."

Ao Xing smiled and rubbed his head:

"If you don't cultivate well, the Sea God will not guarantee to bless you."

"Xianjun, I work hard every day." Yuan Yin argued with a blushing face.

Ao Xing stopped covering his head suddenly, stared at him and said seriously:

"Yuanyin, can I give you another 600 years? After 600 years, I must ascend to immortality."

Vowel froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Ao Xing stood up, stretched his waist, and said in a loud voice facing the direction of the East China Sea:

"The Sea God will grant you a protection. After 600 years, you will wait for me in the cave here. When you ascend in the future, you will have to endure the catastrophe. At that time, I will overcome the catastrophe for you."

Yuan Yin looked up at his profile, fascinated, it seemed that only the brocade bag hanging by Long Jun's side was left dangling in his eyes.He couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch it, but when he touched the soft and silky surface, he was so shocked that he immediately withdrew his hand.

Ao Xing also looked down at the kit bag on his waist, and smiled at the shy appearance of the vowel:

"Do you like it very much?"

Vowel hurriedly shook his head, then hesitated and nodded lightly:

"I'm just curious. Xianjun carries it every day, and I don't know what good things are inside."

"Come."

Ao Xing sat down beside him, untied the kit, and beckoned to him mysteriously.Vowel couldn't help stretching his body to look over.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, but there's something special about it."

The small kit was opened, revealing a scale inside. The scale was crystal clear and shone with a faint purple light.

"This is..." Yuan Yin looked at Ao Xing in surprise.

"It is said that it was the first layer of scales that faded when I was an adult, and my father put it away for me. Later, I picked a good-looking one when I had nothing to do, and polished it at will."

"Wow..." Yuan Yin couldn't help admiring softly, "Xianjun is humble, I think it must not be polished casually, it is a very outstanding thing."

"It's not outstanding," Ao Xing felt embarrassed at the moment, "but it's really important to me."

"If not, seeing that you like it so much, I will give it to you."

Yuan Yin carefully reached out to touch the dragon scale, and the scale seemed to sense the temperature of his fingertips, and it shone slightly.

"Since it is an important thing for Xianjun, it is natural for Xianjun to keep it by himself."

Yuan Yin withdrew her hand reluctantly, feeling a gaze staring at her above her head, raised her head, and met Ao Xing's gaze.

"vowel……"

"Um……"

"I'm going back to the Dragon Palace tomorrow," Ao Xing said softly, his eyes drifting into the distance, "I've been staying in the East China Sea for a long time, and there are still many things that have not been dealt with. The Immortal Emperor... I have to find time to return to the Immortal Realm to report to my life." .

Vowel lowered his head and pulled out a wry smile for a while.

"Is Xianjun saying goodbye to me in advance today?"

"That's it."

Yuan Yin picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that was put aside, and slapped Kaifeng mud.

"That vowel will bid farewell to Xianjun with this wine." After he finished speaking, he raised his head and took a sip of the wine, only to feel the bitterness and unbearable bitterness when passing through his throat. He choked hard.

Ao Xing patted him on the back lightly, while reprimanding him:

"You're obviously not good at drinking, why are you in such a hurry? Don't get drunk."

The vowel smiled lightly: "Didn't the fairy say that the wine in the world is not intoxicating? Besides, it's okay to get drunk once in a while."

Wine is a good thing, it can relieve all sorrows and sorrows.

Yuan Yin didn't wake up until noon the next day. After waking up, he sat in a daze for a long time, his mind was as unclear as if it was covered with window paper.

The cave was quiet, and Ao Xing's breath had long since disappeared.

In a trance, he even had an illusion, as if he had just slept for a long time and had a big dream, in which the worldly dreams that had been fulfilled for many years were fulfilled.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps outside the cave, and he jumped up in shock.

"Xian..."

A trembling figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, blocking his words.

"It turns out that someone is here..."

It was the peddler who sold candied gourds yesterday.

"A young master asked me to bring you a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus tea to sober you up early in the morning. Here, I also specially made two sticks of honeydew gourds."

As the peddler walked in, he muttered:

"I only made this candied gourd at night, but the young master begged me for a long time, and I really couldn't persuade him. The villain followed the path he pointed out for a long time, thinking that he was playing a prank on me, but I didn't expect it to happen. The young master is resting in this cave..."

Vowel's mind was buzzing.

"Young master?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, the peddler raised his voice and yelled.

Only then did Vowel come back to his senses.

"Young master, sit down and drink tea, it will be cold in a while."

Vowel sat down obediently and picked up the tea bowl in front of him.

He raised his head and drank it clean.

The man really left.

Yuan Yin thanked the peddler, and after dismissing him, sat back on the stone bench blankly.

What to do now?He slumped his head on the stone table, staring at the candied gourds on the table.The East China Sea is restored to its original state, and the Longevity Turtle Clan will surely come back soon, so do you want to go back to the Clan?

His eyes flicked around the cave, do you want to leave here?

"Xianjun..." He reached out to pick up the candied haws, and bit off one.

Yuan Yin sat up straight suddenly, as if remembering something important.

yes!Xianjun said that after 600 years, he will survive the calamity for himself here.

Although 600 years later, Xianjun may not remember this matter, but as long as he remembers it.As long as you work hard to become a fairy, you can go to the Dragon Palace to find the fairy!

Yuan Yin felt that he had suddenly gained infinite strength, he stood up energetically, exhaled heavily, and swept away the dullness before.

From today onwards, you have to work harder to cultivate!

Yuan Yin tidied up the cave. Since he decided to practice hard, he might as well stay in the cave. 600 years is not a long time for him.More importantly, after 600 years, there is another agreement waiting for him.

He carefully tidied up the resting place of Lord Long, and found that there were still a few sticks of jalan incense next to Lord Long's pillow. It must have been a while, and the petals were already wrinkled, looking sluggish.

It seems that Xianjun really likes Jialanxiang.Vowel thought to himself.

It's a pity that these flowers can't be seen in the Dragon Palace. After the Dragon Lord is busy with these days, I'm afraid the flowering period of Jialanxiang will be over long ago.

Yuan Yin remembered Ao Xing once said: It is a pity that the flowering period is short, if only it can bloom for a long time.He still remembers the regretful expression on his face when he said this sentence.

Yuan Yin suddenly had an idea in his mind.

What if...you can think of a way to keep Jialan Xiang on?

In this way, he can be with Xianjun for a long time.