The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Although Yancheng is a border town, it is still quite lively during the reunion festival on August [-]th. All kinds of lanterns are hung on the streets. After eating the reunion dinner prepared by Xu Wan, Jing Hui couldn't wait to pull When Jing Moli went out to look at the lamp, Sanskrit went out with him.

It was getting dark, and the lanterns were already lit, and the long street was as bright as day. There were twos and threes on the street, most of them families came out to look at the lights. Jing Hui had already joined in the fun and bought a lantern, "There will be a lantern parade later. , dragon dance, lion dance, gongs and drums are more lively."

"Be careful, don't be abducted." Jing Moli said while patting Jing Hui's shoulder with his hand, which already left a tracking mark to prevent him from getting separated.

"You were just kidnapped." Jing Hui rolled his eyes at him, and shoved the lantern in his hand, "I'm going to buy a few packs of fried chestnuts." Then he slid into the crowd.

Jing Moli looked down at the lantern in his hand, it was a colored lantern with paintings on all sides, and there were some allusions on the paintings, "I didn't like to come to such lively places before, I just felt that I was very lonely in such a happy environment .”

For this point, Sanskrit has the same feeling. The more lively the place, the more lonely his figure is.

"Fortunately, the Taoist priest is with me, otherwise I would be bored." Jing Moli looked at Sanskrit with a smile, "Although sorrow and joy are normal, if one day the Taoist priest wants to leave me, he should not say anything early. There is no parting."

"As long as you don't get tired of me, I will always be with you." A sentence was blurted out without thinking, and Sanskrit was stunned after saying this.

Jing Moli nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, don't break your word, Taoist priest, I have a very good memory."

Sanskrit, who had already thought about it, replied cautiously again, "Yes." He didn't ask for anything, and he couldn't ask for anything, because those were all extravagant wishes for him, as long as he could stay by Moli's side all the time, that would be fine. enough.

Jing Hui got out from the crowd, holding three packs of chestnuts in his hand, and handed one pack to Jing Moli and Fanyin, "When we leave here, we won't be able to eat these chestnuts."

Jing Moli took it, "Then buy some and send them to Cangling when you come next year."

Jing Hui looked at him with disgust, "If I want to eat, I can't come by myself, so I don't have that free time."

"Children are really not cute." Jing Moli knocked his head.

"I'm not a child, I'm already fourteen." Jing Hui avoided his hand and took two steps back.

"Fourteen is still a child." Jing Moli held a lantern for him, and the three of them continued to wander on the street. Not long after, gongs and drums sounded, and a piece of candles in the distance slowly approached. There were more people, and Jing Moli was afraid. Jing Hui was crowded, so he simply pulled him and jumped to sit on the roof.

"Look here." Jing Moli sat down, seeing the dragon dance team had arrived on the long street, and the bustling past, he looked up at the night sky, and suddenly snapped his fingers, thousands of petals fell from the night sky , People on the street looked up one after another, amazed that the flowers were falling all over the sky, and the petals disappeared before they fell to the ground.

Jing Hui also reached out to pick up the petals, and disappeared as soon as he touched the petals, "Is this a spell?"

"In response to the situation." Jing Moli was peeling chestnuts to eat, and Fanyin was also peeling chestnuts, but he didn't eat any of them, and gave them all to Jing Moli.

Jing Hui looked at the petals in the sky and looked at the lights on the street, sighed a little melancholy, after tonight, my brother will leave, "Hey, can't you come back every year?"

Seeing his sadness, Jing Moli stretched out his arms to embrace him, "No matter where I am, I will watch you grow up, no matter what, I will always be there." The fate of the world cannot be broken, because there is the same Heart, they wish him well, and he also hopes that they will have a worry-free life.

"Is it the same even if you become a fairy in the future?"

"Yes." He has never been a heartless person, even he is a little passionate, so passionate that he is unwilling to give up everyone who has a chance to get together. The parting in this world is probably for a better reunion.

After the reunion night on August [-]th, Jing Moli and Fanyin left Yancheng. They did not hurry along the way and hired a carriage to drive slowly. The carriage was filled with bedding cushions. Jing Moli was very casual. Lying down, holding up a map and looking at it, "At this time of year, we should go to Jincheng to have a crab feast and enjoy hibiscus, and then go to Sioux City for a drink." Jing Moli wanted to talk about seeing beauties, but paused Come down, "Look at the continuous autumn rain."

"That's fine. Going to Jincheng is just an extra detour." Sanskrit sat cross-legged, reading a scripture in his hand, while agreeing with Jing Moli's proposal.

"Okay, then it's decided." Jing Moli put down the map, turned over, and looked at Fanyin with his right hand propped on his head, "I've lived for so long, and I haven't been to the fairy world yet, what kind of place is it like there?" ?” The fairy world in the rumors always seems to be full of all kinds of precepts and rules, all of which are restrained, not more comfortable than the demon world.

"There are clear wind and bright moon, white clouds and flying mist there, less noise and fireworks than the human world, and more solemn and solemn than the demon world." Sanskrit has practiced in the fairy world for more than 500 years, but he has never found a sense of belonging there, perhaps because he Naturally cold and ruthless, and the immortal friends around him are also Bodhi Wuyou, so they don't have any ties, they look at it indifferently, underestimate the situation, and underestimate the seven emotions.

Sometimes he is questioning why he is alive, for the compassion of the common people?Or Ruthless Avenue?Whose fruit is the so-called positive fruit?The so-called years are wasting away in panic, year after year passed away in a hurry, but he didn't grasp anything, and watched the origin and extinction of all these with an empty heart.

"Well, it seems a bit boring." Jing Moli frowned slightly, he didn't like places that were too restrictive, "People hope to become immortals, and demons also hope to become immortals, but why is becoming immortal? Immortal, free and easy Zi Zi, even being a demon is fine, you don't have to be a fairy."

Jing Moli was a little confused, why did he want to become a fairy in the first place?And have been insisting on doing this.

Fanyin looked away from the scriptures, "Do you want to be a demon?"

Jing Moli pursed his lips slightly and thought about it carefully, "I was originally a demon, although now I am a human being." He sat up, "I don't want to think about it, whether it's a demon, a human or an immortal, I'm just Jing Moli. "

Fanyin nodded, yes, no matter what kind of identity he is, Jing Moli is always being himself.

The carriage rattled away for another half an hour, before heading to Jincheng, a Cangling message talisman had already arrived in front of Jing Moli, it was sent by Han Chen, telling Jing Moli to hurry back to Cangling, I don't know what is the big deal, Jing Moli Mo Li didn't hesitate either, and went straight back to Cang Ling with Sanskrit.

As soon as he landed on the Qiwu Peak, he saw Hanchen sitting by the lotus pond, directing Fu Ziyuan to dig lotus roots. Fu Ziyuan was covered in mud and sweating profusely, "Master, should these be enough?" The pond has already piled up There are more than a dozen lotus roots.

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, stew a pot of lotus root and old duck soup, and then serve it with creamy yellow meat and fat crabs, it is the most suitable thing in autumn." Han Chen urged while drinking with a flagon in his hand he.

"It seems that the important matters of the third elder refer to the lotus root soup and the big crab." Jing Moli stepped forward with some helplessness in his heart.

Hanchen grinned at him, "Of course, this is a big deal!" He stood up, "I didn't find Sanskrit in the sky, so I knew that Sanskrit was with you. Where are you going? You don't take me with you either. "

"What do I take you for? It's delicious and lazy, and it will cause trouble." Jing Moli replied with disgust.

"Little heartless." Hanchen touched his nose, moved closer to Fanyin, and complained, "Fanyin, look at him, he is getting more and more unruly."

Sanskrit ignored him, "You have always been more unruly."

Jing Moli smiled, "Senior brother, come up quickly, you will disturb this pool of residual lotus, and you will lose an autumn color."

Fu Ziyuan came out of the pool as if seeing a savior, with tears in his eyes, "You are finally back." If he doesn't come back, he will be tossed to death by his master.

"Hurry up and wash up." Jing Moli walked into the flower hall and fetched water to make tea. Fanyin and Hanchen followed and took their seats.

Han Chen coughed lightly, "I called you back, actually there is a business to do, the elders of Jiufeng got together a few days ago, and they all said that it is time for you to be formally appointed as the executive elder of Qiwu Peak, what do you mean?" Woolen cloth?"

"Anyway, I'm the only one in Qiwu Peak, so it's all the same." This matter was mentioned a few years ago, when he refused because he was still young, and now this excuse is no longer valid.

Han Chen happily slapped the table, "Then it's decided. In a few days, I will tell the disciples of all peaks in Cangling that you are the commanding elder of Qiwu Peak."

Jing Moli glanced at him, "And then?"

Han Chen blinked his eyes, "What then?"

Jing Moli smiled, "I am in a hurry to take over as the elder, so there must be other things for me to do, right?"

Hanchen smiled a little guilty, nodded and admitted, "Yes, next February will be Cangling and Kunwu's routine ten-year competition appointment Tengyun meeting, this year it's the turn of the Kunwu faction to hold it, we These elders are not suitable to lead the team, you are young and cultivated, so it is most suitable for you to go."

Cangling and Kunwu are the two largest cultivating sects in the human world, and they happen to belong to different countries. A long time ago, there was a Tengyun meeting held every ten years. The disciples of the two sects competed with each other. Firstly, it is to sharpen the disciples, and secondly, it is also a friendly exchange between the two sects. Of course, some of the faces of Daqin and Changsheng are mixed in it.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, but it's more fun to win.

"Okay, I agree." Jing Moli didn't refuse either, he hasn't been to Kunwu yet, so it would be nice to have a chance to visit there.

"Happy!" Hanchen was immediately happy, "Kunwu's female disciples are all beauties, and they are most suitable for a romantic and suave young man like you, you are blessed."

Jing Moli shook his head with a smile, thinking of the three Kunwu female disciples on Taibai Mountain, "It's true. They say that they are destined to meet thousands of miles away. Maybe there are someone who is destined for me there."