The bright moon sits on the ground

"Seeing this bright moon? It reminds me of a legend."

The full moon is like a jade plate, hanging on the branches, and the clear light is pouring on the Goddess Peak on the other side, making her face more calm and dignified.

The wind was strong at the edge of the cliff, and the young man in the gray robe flicked his long hair randomly, revealing soft eyebrows and smiling sporadically.

Hearing this, the lively little junior became interested. He put down the wine glass in his hand, and the bottom of the glass touched the table. There was a crisp crashing sound, and the plum wine in the glass also swayed. He leaned closer and asked Said: "Master, are you talking about Chang'e flying to the moon?"

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and Bihai Qingtian is heartbroken every night.

Such verses have been read a lot, and the story of Chang'e has become familiar.

And the two young people sitting on the side, one is stern, the other restrained, looking at the master's attitude, they also know that what he is referring to is definitely not a story that children like Chang'e Flying to the Moon, but rather If you want to tell a story that they don't know, you don't say a word, you don't talk to the younger brother, you just look at the master quietly, waiting for what he has to say next.

"No, no." The master picked up the wine glass and evenly mixed the wine in the glass, causing the petals that were blown into the glass by the breeze to rise and fall. Then he said, "Have you ever heard of a fairy called 'Junyao'?"

"I've never heard of it." The junior brother thought for a moment, then looked at the two senior brothers, and asked, "Do senior brothers Qing and Bu know?"

The two senior brothers shook their heads one after another. Immediately afterward, Senior Brother Bu couldn't help but smiled and said, "Master, don't be a fool."

Xu Lang, the young man they called "Master" and "Ji's family", told them the speech he had prepared in advance: "I'm also hearsay, you just treat it as a chat with wine. Say it There is an immortal in the heavens named 'Junyao', which means flawless white jade. This immortal, willing to fall into the mortal world, happened to pass by a small wine shop, so he rested here..."

Junior Brother Tian listened carefully, occasionally nodded, but now he asked: "Listen to the name, is this a goddess?"

Xu Lang didn't expect him to ask such a question, but on second thought, when most people heard the myth of Chang'e, they also thought about some weird things, for example, why did she insist on swallowing the elixir? Swallow it all, are you not afraid of any problems?and so on.It's just that the little apprentice asked a question suddenly, which caught him off guard, and he didn't know how to explain it.

After all, the growth rate of the fetus is really too slow, even he still doesn't know whether Junyao is a boy or a girl.

He was ambiguous, quickly covered the subject, and stopped talking about it. He never expected that the little apprentice would take him as acquiescing.

Afterwards, many jokes were caused because of this. When Xu Lang learned that the so-called "Fairy Junyao" who was soaked in spiritual energy was actually a boy, he could no longer turn the situation around. He could only watch the rumors The mighty spread spreads all over the world.

However, at this time Xu Lang didn't know what would happen in the future. He cleared his throat and continued: "Anyway, this fairy is resting in the small wine shop. The scene that day was just like this scene. The moon is hanging high, Junyao is drinking wine, sitting facing the moon, she seems to see the moon faintly transforming into three crescent moons in the wine jar, it is so close in front of her eyes, as if she can touch it."

"The moon in the sky is very close," he said, "the moonlight flows like water, and it makes people feel cold, just like what Junyao saw."

The three apprentices couldn't help but follow Xu Lang's gaze to look at the sky. The cliff was so high and the wind was so strong that they couldn't open their eyes. The full moon listened to these wonderful stories quietly, but was not prepared to argue, and the bright moonlight spread on the table. On the case, there are fine grains after washing.

"Looking at this scene, it may be because of the smell of alcohol that blocked her vision, but Junyao felt as if she had returned to the Heavenly Palace. When she looked up, she saw the full moon turned into three crescent moons, reflecting each other." Xu Lang said, "I think, the gods Probably because of homesickness, Junyao probably also knew in her heart that someone above the clouds was looking at him, full of worry, looking forward to when he would return to the Heavenly Palace."

Brother Bu asked: "If that's the case, why didn't she go back? What's the purpose of her willingness to fall into the mortal world?"

"Junyao has already committed a crime. If she returns to the Heavenly Palace, she will most likely become a target of public criticism and become an enemy of the entire heavenly realm." Xu Lang sighed softly, "He chose to fall into the mortal world to maintain the stability of the heavenly realm and become a A martyr on the long journey."

Junior Brother Tian was confused, "But she has done so much, isn't there a god in the heavens who can understand her?"

But Xu Lang didn't speak, put the wine glass to his lips, raised his head, drank the wine in the glass until there was no drop left, smiled drunkenly, mixed with alcohol, and said: "I think there may be some. But he Before leaving, tell his friends that there is no need to look for him."

"Junyao put down her wine glass, walked out of the wine shop, and walked towards the bright moon step by step, wanting to touch the moon that is very close." Xu Lang also put down her wine glass, and the others suddenly noticed that he was walking towards the edge of the cliff , Senior Brother Qing frowned, and was about to stop him, but he had already stopped, opened his arms, and the icy wind blew his sleeves over, "He just fell into the water like this. The water Very. Deep, impenetrable to light, and very bitter, poured into the nose, dizzy with swelling, entangled his legs and feet, and dragged him deep."

"He knew that he would eventually fall into this bottomless sea of ​​suffering, so he didn't struggle and sank slowly."

Xu Lang's voice gradually became softer and lower, and was blown by the wind, intermittently, and slowly pieced together into words, "Someone heard the sound and came to look for it, and rushed to the pool, only to see the moon on the water scattered and shattered into pieces. Floating streamer, where can I find his figure?"

Junior Brother Tian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he lowered his voice, asking in a low voice, "After that, was Junyao found?"

"After that, Junyao couldn't float up again. There was an undercurrent hidden in the bottom of the water, which changed every moment. His remaining corpse was hidden in this natural dark room. As time passed, it turned into a treasure." Xu Lang Concluded, "Its name is 'Three Pot Moon'."

There are many stories in myths that end in tragedy, but this is the first time they have heard of such a sense of powerlessness throughout.

For a while, none of the three apprentices opened their mouths to speak, and the wind slowly brewed, chewing on those words just now.

But Xu Lang refused to look back at the edge of the cliff, but looked at the distant rivers and mountains like splashed ink. He didn't know how long it took before he turned around, with that loose and frivolous smile still on his face, Said: "Hey, didn't I say it at the beginning? I also heard this legend from other people. The source of the story is no longer available. You can just listen to it casually."

That's what he said, but the young man surnamed Qing vaguely sensed that the sadness revealed unintentionally was not fake.

However, what moved him, whether it was the story itself, the hidden truth of the story, or whether the story reminded him of all kinds of past events, the apprentice didn't know, seeing the master's appearance, he also understood that he might be Impossible to know.

This is not the first time Xu Lang has told this story, and of course, it won't be the last.

He will mention it countless times, under different moonlights, in front of different people, until they see the moon, they will not only think of those stories in the Guanghan Palace, but also the person named Junyao The story of the immortals, with a fantastic color.

Like the Yi who shot the sun, like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, like the Gonggong who touched Buzhou Mountain, no one knows when these stories can be traced back, and no one knows where these stories started, Whether it's true or not, whether it's interesting or not, doesn't really matter.

And what Xu Lang is doing now is a bit absurd - he is creating a myth, passing the story down from generation to generation through word of mouth, decades pass by, and by that time, No one knows whether it is true or not.

Liang Kunwu told him that when Sanhuyue was born, he must be born with a vision, and he needs to find a suitable reason for all this.

For gods, being a fairy or a demon is just a matter of thought; for ordinary people, being a fairy or a devil is just a matter of thought.

If there is a suitable reason, it is good and white; if there is no suitable reason, it is evil and black.

People in the world are sincere, ignorant, blind, and sincere, so Xu Lang must leave an impression in their hearts.

He muddied the water in the pool, sat on the bank, fished with a bamboo pole, and slowly waited for the wisher to take the bait.

More than ten years passed in a flash, Xu Lang thought that he had completed his cultivation, so he happily entered the mortal world and found a teahouse. It's time to speak up.

"There are rumors that Fairy Junyao rested in a small wine shop after being demoted to the mortal world."

Xu Lang paused slightly when he was about to bring the teacup to his lips, and he always felt that his words were unpleasant to hear.

"As she drank wine and sat facing the moon, she seemed to see the moon indistinctly turning into three crescent moons in the wine jar. The moon was so bright and clear that she seemed to be right in front of her eyes, which reminded her of her time in the Heavenly Palace I can't help but feel sad when I live a happy life."

The storyteller cleared her throat, shook her head, and continued: "Junyao felt as if she had returned to the Heavenly Palace when she looked at it. She raised her head and saw the crescent moon hanging high, just like what she saw in the wine jar. There are three moons overlapping each other."

Xu Lang took a sip of tea and couldn't swallow it, he was hanging there, a bit in a dilemma.

"She walked out of the restaurant and wanted to touch the moon that was so close, but she didn't notice that she had already walked to the pool. She stepped on the ground and fell into the pool. The moon on the water scattered and shattered into pieces. Floating streamer." The storyteller unfolded the folding fan in his hand, "After that, Fairy Junyao failed to float up again, and the remaining corpse sank at the bottom of the water over time, turning into a treasure."

"That treasure is called 'Three Pot Moon', no one can see its true face, only..."

Xu Lang didn't hear the last sentence completely, and spit out the hot tea in his mouth with a puff, he was out of breath, and attracted other people's attention, but he had no time to take care of it, while wiping the corners of his eyes The tears that were squeezed out, while regretting endlessly.

This is what he made up?He was very sad, and finally realized the meaning of the phrase "one mouth makes one gold" at this moment.