Hanyu carving fairy

Di Jue wore layers of black gauze hats and a black cloak—this was autumn weather.He didn't notice it, and walked indifferently on the main road of Yingtian, observing this strange human world through a layer of black cover.

The memories in his mind were jumbled and confused, and he never thought about sorting them out.For him, memory is a dispensable thing.

He exuded an icy aura—even under the cover of a thick cloak—there was always a lingering chill all over his body.People looked sideways: "Weird."

"Mother, look at this man, his walking posture is so strange! It's so scary!" The speaking child turned around and hid behind his mother, and continued to whisper: "...Like a zombie!"

Di Jue stopped, turned his neck slowly, and looked at the woman blocking the child.

During this period, there was a strange rattling sound, like rusty iron objects rubbing against each other.

No, it was the sound of a whole piece of jade being twisted apart.

Looking straight at the woman like a cold sharp sword, Di Jue opened his mouth slightly, and spat out each word jerky: "Take care, child."

Terrified, the woman took the child and hid in the nearest shop, trying to completely avoid the horrifying sight.

Di Jue continued to walk forward, his walking posture was extremely tall and straight, as if he couldn't bend down at all.

Tsk.It was really troublesome that I had just stretched my muscles and bones last night, and it became so stiff today.

He walked as slowly as possible, being careful which part of his body would crack if he didn't pay attention.Although healing is easy, he doesn't like the harsh sound of gold and stone colliding.

He watched coldly the small vendors around him trying their best to solicit customers, and he heard the rumble of carriages rolling over the bluestone road in his ears.

In the overcrowded wine shop, there is an endless stream of people selling wine.There are even a small number of people who bought drunks and fell drunk at the table, or lost their minds and laughed, or closed their eyes and talked to themselves.

Di Jue stopped and observed them quietly.The fascinated faces of those people made him quickly look away again.

There is no fun in this world.

He avoided the patrolling soldiers.No one noticed that this suspicious-looking man had already walked to a very remote path.

At the other end of the path, a middle-aged man was also walking out.

That man may not be very old, but his face is very old-fashioned.A pair of mouse-like eyes that shone brightly looked around cautiously, with a protruding chin and a face full of pockmarks.

Di Jue smiled in his heart, thinking that although this person is ugly, his scheming is not bad.

That being the case, it is probably feasible to keep myself and the main body with him for a long time.

He quietly threw away the black objects on his body and piled them up in a dark corner.I turned back into a small white jade ruyi, and just lay in the middle of the exit of this path.

The middle-aged man finally came here, his pupils shrank, and he wondered: "Where does this jade Ruyi come from...the white flowers are also pretty, so bring them back to the palace."

Di Jue frowned again.This man can only act rudely and doesn't understand anything else.However, it was precisely because of this that the Ming Dynasty could be so prosperous.All because of their tyrannical methods and vigorous and resolute actions.

Di Jue stopped paying attention to other things, he relaxed quietly, and was about to fall into a deep sleep again.

This world is too peaceful and too boring.

In ancient times, it was said that Emperor Jue, the Immortal Emperor, was sealed in Meteorite because of his high ambition and cold heart, and his disregard for the common people.It was not tolerated by Pan Gu, the ancestor of heaven, earth and the gods.Emperor Jue, who became the first immortal after Pangu opened the world, is called Emperor Immortal, the elder among immortals, and the supreme among immortals.However, it was also sealed by Emperor Pangu.

Pan... the ancient emperor...?

Di Jue's mind flickered, and some fuzzy memory fragments flashed through his brain continuously.

However, before he could investigate carefully, he had already lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

With this sleep, a dynasty passed by.No matter how long the millennium is, it is just a drunken dreamer who blinks an eye when a glass of wine falls into his throat.

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