The Melancholy of the National Teacher

Da'an and Yan 15 years, Xia.

On this day, the star station was shrouded in strong sunlight, and the snow-white hexagonal tower was so bright that it could burn the eyes. This year's young leaves shone through the sunlight, casting lush green shadows on the tower wall.This is a good place to enjoy the coolness. The coolness brought by the green shade can make people spread out lazily and never want to move.

Every time He Wulun returned to the star platform from the Qilin Temple, he would see a group of little witches lying on mats under the shade of the trees... even witches.

The corners of his eyes twitched, remembering that old Wu Le had talked to him a few days ago.The old official who was handed over to him by his uncle spoke directly, with a gun and a stick, and pointed out to him in front of everyone that since the star station changed its owner, the etiquette of the little witches has quickly fallen to a level that makes people afraid. The point of looking directly and exploring the reasons are all due to a certain person's good start.

That so-and-so person should not be talking about him, He Wulun thought.At this time, he was dragged into the shade by a group of little witches, and sat on the mat with them.A brave little witch stole fruit wine from the imperial dining room. The golden wine was emitting a trace of cold white air, and the cold air condensed on the outer wall of the crystal cup to form small dewdrops. The leading little witch took the wine glass and sent it to He Wu in front of Lun.

He Wulun stared at them speechlessly.

The children's intention to pull people's backs was too obvious, and the corner of He Wulun's mouth twitched. Finally, looking at their pitiful eyes, he still took the wine glass.

When the cold wine slipped into their throats, the little witches huddled together and twisted and said in multiple voices: "My lord, my lord, let me tell you a story?"

"How can you keep asking others to tell stories?" He Wulun said to them seriously, "Go and read among the stars yourself."

The little witches begged again and again, just like countless times in the past, the big witch of Xingtai, who has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted, quickly lost his armor and surrendered, asking with both hands in surrender: "What story do you want to hear? Tell me in advance, I can It's not good."

Those little witches exchanged bright eyes with each other below, and He Wulun realized that these little bastards seemed to have planned it long ago. As expected, the next moment he heard the little witches shouting in unison: "Listen! Tale of the Moon!"

He Wulun: "..."

Help his uncle is not dead yet.

A young man with an ordinary appearance, curly black hair tied into a ponytail to his shoulders, and a pair of blue eyes rubbing his temples painfully. It seems that more than ten years of etiquette education has left no trace on him. After messing up his sideburns, he whispered to the group of children in front of him: "Can I tell you the story of the sun? It's different from the version you've heard."

"No!" The children answered decisively.

After staring at each other for a while, the new owner of the star platform compromised again.

"Where do we start?" He lowered his voice, the little witches around him had consciously quieted down, the summer wind gently blew across the treetops, and the rustling leaves in the sun listened together with the children, "Well , A long, long time ago, in the world we are in, there was no sun, no moon, no stars.”

Only the vast darkness covers everything, and people live in the lower layer of everything.

Resistance is inevitable. Today's peaceful life is created by countless people who paved the road with their bones. The most famous victim, the great witch Fusang thousands of years ago, raised the sun and the sun.After this lord, all the great witches who died without exception became the twinkling stars in the dark night sky after death, guiding the way forward for those who are obsessed with direction in the dark night.

In the past 1000 years, the few stars in the sky have turned into a galaxy across the sky.But that is still not enough. If you ask Mr. Wu Bu, or look up the slips among the stars, you can find the names of the stars that have faded, and the length of the scrolls that write these names. To use a metaphor, Hang the upper end on the top of the platform, and the lower end can reach our position.

"My lord, you only know after you have tried it, right?" A little witch said happily, "I know, my brothers and sisters have said that it was my lord who was forced to recite these names by Lord Helian. That's why the scroll was hung on the top of the tower."

He Wulun: "...shut up."

Everyone knows how the result of his black history was formed!

"Ahem," the new owner of the star station pretended he hadn't heard anything, and continued, "The stars at night will go out one day, and so will the sun during the day. In short, in order for the sun to stay where it should be forever Where Lord Helian is opposite the sun, at the source of the river Styx, rises the opposite star of the sun-the moon."

It's like dropping a weight on one side of a tilted balance, like adding the same force to the side of a rotating lever, yin and yang, life and death, at that moment a perfect balance is reached, and then a new realm is created, which is even more expansive The world of heaven and earth appeared before people's eyes.

This is where the story ends and begins.

He clapped his hands.

"Okay, the story is over, you little slackers, have you finished your homework? Have you finished cleaning? If you continue to be lazy, even I can't cover you!"

"Hey? Hey? Is this the end?" The little witches wailed together.

There was a speaking voice that became very obvious in a group of wailing because of the different content.

"But I heard that Master Helian will raise the moon in the sky to express his love to the Supreme Emperor."

"I've heard, I've heard! The moon that will appear at night is the child of the Supreme Emperor and Lord Helian! Lord Helian escaped from the star station, studied black witchcraft, and became obsessed, which caused the child to have a miscarriage. Then he suddenly realized, and then returned to the star station to meet the Supreme Emperor. Big wedding. The moon in the sky was raised by Lord Helian to commemorate his child!"

He Wulun: "Hello..."

"That's not the case! My father told me that Master Helian has three heads and eight hands, and looks like a demon, so he showed love to the Supreme Emperor but got no response. So he cut off his own two heads and six hands, Turn these severed heads and hands into the moon, and then turn yourself into a beauty to confuse the Supreme Emperor!"

He Wulun: "...help."

What the hell are these claims!

That night in the Kylin Hall.

Compared with Le Dao, who is relatively slack in government affairs, Le Sheng is completely set off as a hardworking Mingjun.He, who also stayed at the Qilin Hall tonight, looked up at Wu Lun who broke into the hall without saying hello, smiled gently, and asked, "Is Master Wu Le tormenting you again? Or are those children playing tricks on you again?"

"No," Ulun said, lying on his desk, dying, "it's just that the door to a new world has been opened."

"Did you hear any rumors?" Le Xing was not surprised.

"What do those people think?" He Wulun rolled around on the table, "I know how the story of Lord Fusang turned into what it is now...how can they say that about uncle?"

"There are also good stories, but that kind of story is not widely spread." Le Sheng said, "After standing on a higher ground, the rumors and rumors will fall on you, and they will not be more powerful than drizzle."

"Drizzle is not painful, but it's also very annoying," He Wulun said, "Needless to say, I understand the truth, even if it doesn't matter to uncle, I'm still not fair, those people don't know anything, When the skin of the upper mouth touches the skin of the lower mouth, you can say all kinds of ugly words... This is not right."

"Ah."

Lexing nodded.

He rested his elbows on the edge of the table, smiled and looked at the sighing He Wulun.

Compared with many years ago, the young emperor is already majestic, and his every move can captivate people's hearts and souls.He Wulun was probably the only one left who could relax like this in front of him, who was extremely slow in some aspects.Every night in the dead of night, when the young emperor raised his head from the memorial, he would be in a trance, and He Wulun could always break into the Qilin Hall at such times and wake him up from the trance.

Whenever he wavered a little, this complaining man could always strengthen his belief.

Fortunately, Wu Lun didn't hear the rumors about the two of them, Le Xing thought, and then asked, "Are you staying here tonight?"

"Okay." He Wulun answered without any defense.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to catch a pool of snow-white moonlight leaking from the crystal skylight.

In the distant Nanyuanhai Cape, another person caught a handful of moonlight with both hands amidst the non-stop crashing of waves.

Helian Yu, who was sitting on the reef, opened his eyes, his black hair fluttered flamboyantly in the fishy sea breeze, and the waves hit the ends of the black hair. The big witch, who planned to wait for the sea breeze to dry his hair naturally, looked at them helplessly, and felt that if he didn't Using other means, before I leave Nanyuanhai, it is impossible for my hair to dry.

In the last moment, his eyes fell to the imperial capital thousands of miles away with the help of moonlight, and in the next moment, he returned to his body.He Lianyu frowned, and said to Le Dao who was cooking a lobster the size of a small sailboat beside him, "My nephew and your nephew..."

"You like to worry about children more and more," Le Dao took out a large piece of snow-white meat from the lobster's shell with Helianyu's newly polished saber, washed it with sea water, and sent it to Helian In front of Yu, "Think about something else, is Yuexing's call to you still growing?"

Helian Yu chewed the sweet shrimp meat, and said: "Take the South China Sea monster's lair, and put those monster's bones into the moon and stars, at least it can delay it for more than ten years."

"And then?" Ledao asked.

The former owner of the star platform and the former owner of the imperial dynasty looked at each other. After a while, Helian Yu swallowed the last mouthful of shrimp meat and replied helplessly: "If one day I want to answer the call of the moon and stars, at that time, you will definitely be with me." Peer."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and put his lips on Le Dao's.

Above their heads, the bright river of stars traversed the sky, and together with the moon, they cast endless silver waves on the sea behind them.The sound of crashing waves rippling around them with the wind, until they separated their lips and teeth again, the distant sound became distinct again.

"Then what did the prophecy say?" Le Dao asked with a low smile.

"From 1000 years ago to 1000 years later," Helian Yu replied, "all the great witches have turned their gazes to the moon, staring at the moon."

Watching you, watching me, watching us who will never be apart, forever.

Well, the true meaning of prophecy is just that.

--THAN--

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The author has something to say: the whole article is over!

Thank you for reading this, although I once again rushed to the street, but Nineteen wrote very happily.

A long time ago, the story of the great witch and the emperor has such a shadow in my heart, and now I finally tell everyone about it, I really feel a sense of completeness from life to soul, everyone~

In short, Nineteen is going to rest for half a month, see you in the next article on May [-]!