The enemy has a crush on me

[A few months before the battle for the deer, the Yellow Emperor's tent]

Walking on sand and gravel, singing horn bows, drinking horses at dusk, and setting sun on long rivers.

The flames of war are fierce, and the battle flag is flying high.

Huang Di laughed loudly, before his feet entered the tent, his voice floated in first: "Ying Long, what do you think?"

Hearing the sound, the black-haired Dragon God turned around and looked at the person coming.

"I have to find another ancient god to help me recently." Huang Di said, "I only found out after asking, it is your old acquaintance."

Dragon God was stunned: "Old acquaintance?"

He looked at Huang Di suspiciously, but Huang Di didn't directly tell him what he meant. It was rare for him to let it go. He smiled and made a hush with his index finger in front of his lips. He glanced at him, coughed, put away his smiling face, and turned his head to pretend to be calm. He whispered, "Come in."

Ying Long looked out suspiciously.

The curtain was slowly lifted by a well-manicured, slender hand, and then a person entered.

First say: "His Majesty the Yellow Emperor."

He glanced at him again: "Master Ying Long."

Ying Long froze in place.

The visitor has a handsome face, dressed in white costumes, and white cloud shoes on his feet. His temperament is as high as a bright moon, and he is full of immortality without words.

He only knew one person dressed like this.

The ancient divine beast, Bai Ze.

Thinking about it carefully, it has been tens of thousands of years since the end of the prehistoric period.

It is indeed "old" knowledge.

The Yellow Emperor was waiting for Yinglong's reaction. After hearing Bai Ze's words, he turned his head in surprise: "Bai Ze, you are an ancient god who assists our army and a distinguished guest on the human seat. You don't need to abide by these red tapes. If you don't mind , so I call me Xuanyuan like Yinglong."

Bai Ze shook his head and smiled warmly: "As an aid, I am a guest, and you are the master. Since the rules come first, you should not break them at will."

As in the past, Yanyan talked and laughed, gentle and polite, without any flaws.

Ink and ink are swayed, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake.

Bai Ze glanced at the lifelike Yu Shu on the painting, put down his pen, put on a cloak, and walked out of the military tent.

Stretchers shuttled through the barracks, and on them lay the remnants of soldiers who had been rescued from the trenches by their comrades.

Broken arms and short legs are considered minor injuries, and the shape of more serious ones has become somewhat blurred.

If you are a rational person, you should know that such an injury, not to mention it is impossible to save it, even if it is saved, the rest of your life will only end up in a situation that is worse than death.

But such people are not rare on the stretcher.

As long as it is a war, it will inevitably bring casualties. This is the truth that should be known before going to the battlefield.

These people seem to hate to accept it, even if they risk their own lives, they want to save what is irreparable.One by one kneeling beside the stretcher, holding hands bruised and bruised, tears streaming down their faces into thin streams that would dry up in a short time.

Bai Ze watched for a while, then knelt down, wiped away the tears on a girl's face, and smiled at her.

The girl cried even harder, trembling and talking intermittently.

What Erhuang from the neighboring village, the lame uncle, the younger brother lying on the bed, the eyes that refused to close on the stretcher.

After listening patiently, Bai Ze patted her head.

The girl finally stopped crying and looked at him with red cheeks.

Bai Ze patted her head again, stood up, wiped off the ashes rubbed by the girl on his body, and walked back smiling all the way.

Many people greeted him, and he answered them all.

If someone hurriedly came this way with a stretcher, Bai Ze would turn sideways to let them pass.

As I walked, I saw a familiar figure.

That fairy clan fairy official came again.

This time I brought a heavenly flat peach that is born once every 300 years, almost half the age of this fairy official.

He is an ancient god, so naturally it must be given to him.I gave two at a time, big and round, with sharp red tops.

Bai Ze thanked him warmly, put it away slowly, and before he turned around, he suddenly heard the fairy official ask: "Master Bai Ze, where are you going to throw the fruit I sent this time?"

Bai Ze said: "Naturally eat it in your stomach."

The celestial official said: "Then Lord Bai Ze can take two more."

Bai Ze said: "Why?"

The fairy official said: "Master Yinglong didn't go out of the army tent this time, Xiaoxian left what he gave to you."

Bai Ze accepted it with a smile, and turned around to feed it to the pigs.

So what about the 300-year-old flat peach? To him, it is just a wild fruit.

You pigs, if you become a pig fairy because of this, remember to say good things about me in front of Ying Long.

He kicked the peach pit farther away and stood up slowly.

One day, when the Yellow Emperor came to his military tent, he seemed worried. Bai Ze glanced at him, poured him a cup of tea, and said softly, "Why is His Majesty Huangdi so upset?"

The Yellow Emperor picked up the teacup, not in the mood to drink it, but kept it in his hand: "This time Yinglong led the army to rescue the Yaohuang, and the Yaohuang led the demons to escape, causing us to lose many people... Yinglong was also injured because of this, It may be difficult to lead the army again in the next few days."

After hearing this, Bai Ze didn't respond.

It is normal to suffer some injuries when marching and fighting.

According to his understanding of the dragon, the injury that can heal in a few days is not a serious injury at all.

After a while, Bai Ze put down his pen and said, "The drawing is finished."

Huang Di put down his teacup, walked to the table, and slowly flipped through the newly drawn ghosts.

Several of them have been encountered before, and I didn't know how to deal with them at the time, but I didn't expect it to be so simple.

But the last monster named Hua Yu seemed to be affected by the mood of the painter, and the drawing was very frizzy.

He looked at it for a while, and when he raised his head, Bai Ze had already left the table, standing with his back to him, wondering what he was thinking.

The next day, when the Yellow Emperor went again, there was a small medicine bottle on the table.

Open the bottle cap, the fragrance is tangy, and the smell is refreshing.

He didn't ask, and Bai Ze didn't explain what it was for, but just chatted with him occasionally while looking at the ghost picture.

Bai Ze is always decent and elegant, even if he only speaks with one another, it will not make people feel that he is deliberately perfunctory.

Before leaving, Bai Ze called him to stop and picked up the medicine bottle.

Said, bring it to Ying Long.

There was an indescribable bluntness in the words, a bit of gnashing of teeth, and even withdrew the always kind expression.

He thanked Ying Long, but Bai Ze smiled when he heard it, and changed his expression again: "It's all for eradicating evil troubles and restoring the integrity of the Three Realms. It is also necessary to help each other."

Huang Di returned to the camp with the medicine bottle.

On weekdays, he sleeps on the bed, and Ying Long sleeps on the floor at the other corner of the tent.

At this time, Ying Long was sitting with his back facing him and knees, he had already taken off half of his jacket, his sweaty black hair was all tangles to one side, the layers of clothes on his lower body were scattered in a pile on the floor, and he was carrying a jug of spirits Drizzle on the wound.

His waistline turned out to be very winding, and the exposed waist was so deep that a pearl could fit inside.

On the ground was a large roll of blood-stained bandages.

Huang Di was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and walked out of the military tent in silence.

Standing in front of the military tent, he nodded to the sergeants passing by him for a while, reckoning that Ying Long had finished bandaging his wound, he opened the tent again and walked in.

The tent has been tidied up, and Ying Long is lying on his side on the floor, still facing the tent, with a patched and thin military quilt on his body, as if he is resting.

Huang Di put the bottle of medicine next to the knife holder where he placed the long knife.

When I went there on the third day, Bai Ze wasn't making ghost pictures.

He is drawing a person.

After finishing the painting, I seemed to be in a bad mood, so I pushed the painting to the bottom.Because he was rarely in a daze, he didn't notice that there was someone at the door, and he showed an expression that he would never show in front of outsiders, and he was not at all gentle.

Not only was there no warmth, it was almost empty.

He looked at the white paper with the same blank expression as his expression for a while, and didn't intend to start writing. He dug out the roster of soldiers registered on the side, which was backed up in every military account, and flipped through the pages one by one with a blank expression on his face. The names of people crossed out densely with red pens did not pause for a moment.

Huang Di felt a little strange, suddenly felt that this ancient mythical beast seemed to be different from him.

He is not as bright as a bright moon, but as cold as ice.

His jade-like eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

When he was found inside, Bai Ze put down the roster, showing his usual gentle and polite appearance, and stretched out his hand to the seat beside him, indicating that he could wait on the side.

Although it is an old acquaintance, Bai Ze never took the initiative to ask about Ying Long.

The longer Huang Di had been in contact with him, the more strange he felt, as if what he did and himself were two completely separated parts.

One day, he suddenly asked: "Bai Ze, you have been living in seclusion in Penglai before and refused to participate in the battle between immortals and demons. Why did you suddenly change your mind and agree to join in the fight against demons?"

Bai Ze said: "The common people are suffering, and as an ancient god, I should take the lead. I was wrong in thinking before."

The Yellow Emperor said: "Shang Bai Ze's high righteousness, it is I who treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Bai Ze said: "Since you have helped the Yellow Emperor, you should do your best. The Yellow Emperor doesn't need to worry."

Huang Di nodded, sat upright for a while, and finally couldn't help saying: "Bai Ze, you once said that you and Ying Long are old acquaintances, and it is also recorded in historical records that you two had a close personal relationship in the prehistoric period, why are you estranged now? ?”

Bai Ze didn't raise his head: "I have a younger brother named Qing Ze, who offended Ying Long and almost died in Ying Long's hands. I saved my younger brother from Ying Long's sword—"

Huang Di was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the so-called old acquaintance was that Ying Long and Bai Ze had attempted to kill his brother. He thought that Bai Ze was Ying Long's friend, and he was full of expectations that it would be a surprise for Ying Long.

This Bai Ze is indeed a world-renowned and generous-minded auspicious beast. He has been with Ying Long, who is considered an enemy to him, for so long, and he has never provoked him because of his past suspicions. Instead, he offered Ying Long the wound medicine .

Now that I mentioned this topic, I said something I shouldn't have said.

Huang Di was about to speak, but he heard Bai Ze say again: "Not long after, Ying Long found out that I had done something wrong, so he didn't want to talk to me anymore."

Huang Di couldn't say what he originally wanted to say.

This logic really doesn't make sense anywhere, and it couldn't be more strange.

As a brother, Bai Ze rescued his brother, which is reasonable and reasonable.According to Bai Ze, no matter what enmity between Qing Ze and Ying Long, Ying Long has no reason to be angry with Bai Ze. His younger brother was almost killed by his old friend.

After Bai Ze finished speaking, he paused, looked at him, and said, "Is there anything else you want to know, Lord Huang Di?"

Huang Di said: "...From this point of view, I deliberately re-recommended you two because I misjudged the situation and meddled in my own business."

Bai Ze took a sip of tea and smiled: "It's okay."

He was fine, but the Yellow Emperor sat where he was, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Although Yinglong has great mana, he is not unreasonable. I don't know why Lingdi and Yinglong have such a deep hatred, let him ignore your old relationship point?"

But Bai Ze once again showed his incomprehensible expression, and smiled: "My younger brother is crazy. It's not unusual for him to offend Ying Long."

When he said this, the logic of the whole paragraph was even more strange.

Why did Bai Ze not have any intention of turning against the dragon?

Even though Bai Ze never took the initiative to mention Ying Long, he always vaguely felt that every time he occasionally mentioned Ying Long, Bai Ze's expression could not be called hostility at all.

Or is Bai Ze really broad-minded, repaying grievances with kindness to such an extent?

That's his brother.

After that, he no longer mentioned topics related to Ying Long in front of Bai Ze, and Bai Ze just continued to make seemingly endless ghost pictures day after day.

Finally it came to an end.

On a certain day when he was about to finish drawing the ghost map, Bai Ze handed him over to a trench. Standing beside him, overlooking the devastation, he suddenly asked, "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, look, isn't today a good weather?"

The Yellow Emperor looked up at the sky.

Thick black clouds, half of the sky dyed red by the flames of war, and the withered yellow setting sun.

It was no different from every day since the beginning of the campaign.

He said: "Yes."

Bai Ze said: "I think so too."

Huang Di said, "Bai Ze, what do you want to say?"

Bai Ze said: "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, what do you think is justice?"

The Yellow Emperor said: "What should be respected will be respected. What should be upheld will be upheld. All crimes will be punished. All fairness will be restored. This is justice."

Bai Ze said: "If in the process of promoting justice, what should be respected is not respected, what should be upheld is not upheld, the innocent sacrifice bears the guilt, and all fairness is betrayed to him. Then promote justice in this way. Should the process of justice exist? Is such justice still necessary to exist?"

The Yellow Emperor said: "Justice always needs to exist. But in the situation you mentioned, we humans usually don't call it promoting justice."

Bai Ze's eyes flashed: "Oh? What do you call it?"

Huang Di looked into the distance: "We call it—sacrifice."

"For the final victory, for the hope of more people, for the faint light, for love, for redemption, for light, for all possibilities in the future. It must exist," Huang Di lowered his voice, "sacrifice."

Bai Ze stopped talking.

After a while, he asked again: "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, what do you think is kindness?"

The Yellow Emperor said: "Do good deeds, be a good person, and have a good heart."

Bai Ze said: "If there is a person who does good deeds, is a good person, and has no kind heart. Who is he?"

Huang Di said: "How can a person who has no kind heart do good deeds and be a good person?"

Bai Ze said: "A person without a kind heart will naturally not do good deeds and be a good person."

The Yellow Emperor said: "If someone does good deeds and is a good person, then he must already have a kind heart that he has not even discovered himself."

"That's not necessarily true." Bai Ze paused, and then said, "If there is a person who does evil things, is an evil person, and has a kind heart, who is he?"

Huang Di said: "How can a person with a kind heart do evil things and become a wicked person?"

Bai Ze said: "Are you trying to say that if someone does evil deeds and becomes a wicked person, then he must already have a vicious heart that he didn't even realize?"

The Yellow Emperor said: "If someone does evil things and is a wicked person, no matter what kind of heart he has, it makes no difference. Everyone will have noble and evil thoughts in his mind. What he thinks is not important, what he does is the most important .”

Bai Ze said: "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Huang Di said: "A crazy person."

Bai Ze said: "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, what kind of person do you think Ying Long is?"

Huang Di was silent.

Bai Ze said: "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor, what kind of person do you think Ying Long is?"

"..." Huang Di said: "A person destined to be sacrificed."

Bai Ze looked at him and sneered.

The conditions for marching and fighting are difficult, and there is nothing.Even a puddle that I finally came across was pitifully small, with many dead leaves floating around, and it didn't look very clean.

Seeing the water pool, Ying Long stopped in his tracks.

In the next second, he turned around holding the long/knife to see if the people behind could keep up.

Bai Ze glanced at his expression, sat quietly at the dark table for a while at night, looked at the night outside the window, and walked towards the water pool alone.

The place where the camp was set up was already far away from the water pool, and Bai Ze walked for a while.

The moonlight is cool and the stars are bright.

A scarred giant dragon was entrenched in a small pool, its originally beautiful scales were stained with a lot of blood, and dozens of dead leaves floating in the pool were sticking to his body, which always seemed a bit pitiful.

His wings flapped helplessly as he had nowhere to put them.

The pool was too small, and the rocks on the pool wall were too strange and sharp. The dragon seemed to feel uncomfortable in this coiling, and changed his position after a while.

It was still uncomfortable to change, and I even scratched a wound accidentally, so I had to slowly twist my body to change.No matter how hard it was to change, it was very uncomfortable, but he refused to come out of the pool. After working hard for a long time, he finally fell down in frustration.

After a while, probably the dragon's body was too painful to be coiled inside, so it turned into a human body, still lying on the edge of the pool.

When he got up, the hair hanging behind his back had a water stain on the ground.

He stood with his back for a while, turned around, sat naked by the water, lowered his head, used magic to dry the water on his body and head, and put on his clothes one by one.

While sitting, Bai Ze saw for the first time the part that was slightly blurred in the shadows.

He held his breath.

The war has been stalemate for too long, and there was a truce in the middle for more than a month.

It is said that the demons killed a demon general by mistake because the demon god completely lost control.

After signing the agreement, the group suddenly became idle.

Bai Ze walked around the barracks twice, and found that Ying Long would not leave the Yellow Emperor's tent even if there was no battle, so he visited and invited Ying Long to board Penglai.

Their relationship at this time was already very unfamiliar, Ying Long sat behind the table, looked at him who walked in, showing the expression when they met for the first time.

He is a born liar, the best at disguising.

After staying in this barracks for so long, he finally began to reveal his purpose.

In the end, Ying Long really agreed to go with him, and he stood aside stiffly and silently when he said goodbye to Huang Di.

After saying goodbye, he turned his head and said in a corresponding voice to Long Wen: "Master Ying Long, please."

That was the island he prepared for Ying Long.

There is everything Yinglong wants in the island, and he hopes that Yinglong will like it there and is unwilling to leave again.

The author has something to say: Qing: No.I was only tens of thousands of years old and fully grown into an adult form.You are older than the two of me, shouldn't you have grown into my final form long ago?Why do you look like me?It made me look at you and think that was all I could do in the end.

Bai: (cough)

Qing: ...you are a scheming X! ! !