Chunyin

I am very surprised.

Although the people in the painting are dressed differently and have slightly different temperaments, their figure, appearance, and facial features are undoubtedly Zhuang Heng—so the "God" that the pine tree never forgets is actually Zhuang Ziyu?

This evergreen pine and I are indeed in the same life, and the same life is in love with each other to the point of irony.It seems that not only is the human world too small, but the road to the enemy is too narrow, and the heaven is also too small for two poor people to meet here.

Meeting is not enough, the culprit has to join in the fun.

I looked at Zhuang Ziyu, he cut off the painting, stretched out his long arms, and the scroll unfolded in his hand.Above his head was the green pine tree trembling in the wind.Looking at the scene in front of me, I felt a kind of hurtful emotion—this man stood there unconsciously, probably neither knowing that the pine tree above his head was interested in him, nor that I was close to him. intentionally.

Really good fortune.

Zhuang Heng looked at it for a while, then gathered the scroll, and commented: "The painting is not bad."

I didn't answer, just watched the pine tree silently, waiting for him to claim the compliment himself.Who knew that the pine tree didn't know whether it was timid due to being close to the country or what, but it kept shaking in the wind and refused to say a word.

After waiting like this for a while, I felt a little resentful.Or I know that I don’t dare to say this, so I hope someone can say that sentence for me, so that I can see the ending with my own eyes and get rid of the endless regrets.

It's a pity that this evergreen pine not only has the same fate as me, but also loves me exactly the same.

I sighed, Zhuang Ziyu had turned around, closed the scroll and handed it back to me.

I didn't answer and said, "It's not mine."

Zhuang Heng said: "I know."

he knows?

I was taken aback, and looked up at him.But after his eyes touched his sight, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and moved away erratically.

It's not that my mood has changed, but that Zhuang Heng in front of me is really different from before.

It's true that people rely on clothes and horses on saddles. He looked amazing after returning to the heaven and changing his clothes.The gray-green shirt he used to wear was dispensable and warm, but now that he puts it on, his body is deep blue and his face is clear white, like snow falling on a deep mountain, a wild ridge, or a winter lake. An awe-inspiring silence.

But in my heart, I felt strangely familiar and close, as if there were countless days in the world, and it was only at this moment that I really met him again.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Zhuang Heng said indifferently: "I have stayed here for a while, so I naturally know."

The pine tree shook even more when it heard the rustling in the wind-what was it shaking?I was a little annoyed when I saw it, and wanted to scold him severely. After waiting for him for 1000 years, I didn't even dare to say a word when I arrived.

I took a step back and said, "Brother Song has been waiting here for a thousand years. He wants to repay his kindness, but he has knots that are difficult to solve. You just came."

Zhuang Heng still handed me the scroll and said, "But he gave you the painting. Didn't you entrust him to find someone according to the picture?"

"..." I raised my eyes, but couldn't understand again, "What else are you looking for, isn't it you?"

Zhuang Heng laughed, looked at me and asked, "Who am I? And who is he looking for?"

"You are—" I opened my mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

You are a Jiaoxian in the heavens, a disciple of Guangling, an idiot looking for relatives, and a bullied alien.What he was looking for was the god who lingered here thousands of years ago to help him cultivate.

Zhuang Ziyu's smile was very light. This sentence seemed to be a joke, and it meant something else.I suddenly remembered that when I met him in the human world a few days ago, he once said that I "know people by skin" and that I "have no new enlightenment".

I am an ordinary person with six impure faculties, and I don’t even want to be a human being, so why do I need so much enlightenment?

I only know that you are Zhuang Ziyu.

So I said: "Brother Ziyu's life experience is indeed unexpected, but why do I need to know who you are? Since you are here, just ask." Then I said to the pine tree, "Brother Song, what do you want? Is the 'God Lord' you're looking for the one in front of you?"

Zhuang Ziyu also looked back.

As soon as Zhuang Ziyu's eyes fell on him, the tree suddenly fell silent.The wind on the top of the cliff seems to have stopped.Although the pine tree has not cultivated a spiritual body yet, I feel that he is probably looking at Zhuang Ziyu at this moment.The sun rises and the moon sets on the East China Sea for more than a thousand years. During such a long time, he seemed to be waiting for this one sight.

But although Zhuang Ziyu looked at him, his eyes were very cold, and he didn't stay on him for long, and quickly turned his eyes away.Zhuang Heng is like this. When he was a man in the lower realm, he seldom had any attachment to people and things.If he really has any nostalgia, I'm afraid it will only be reserved for the one named "Izumo".

I walked under the tree, and sure enough, I heard a very soft sigh.

I also sighed in my heart, I handed the scroll to him, and persuaded: "Brother Song, don't be too sad... This is the end of the matter, this one has a rare trip to Donghai, if you have anything to say, Let’s talk about it together, so as not to leave any regrets in the future.”

A pine branch stretched out and rolled the scroll in my hand back into the branch, and after a while, it was handed back to my hand again.

Then the evergreen pine finally spoke.He said: "Shenjun, I have been enlightened by the Lord's grace many years ago. What I have to say in the past thousand years is all in the painting, and there is not much to say."

After hearing this, I hurriedly unfolded the painting again, only to see one more postscript on it.

"Since seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy."

Zhuang Ziyu saw that I approached him courteously, took a look at the painting, then at me, and said, "Brother Lan Yu is very concerned about my business."

I was taken aback when I heard it, and then sighed secretly: How can I tell him that I am actually a rabbit dead and a fox sad, and things hurt other people.

But Zhuang Ziyu satirized me. After listening to Chang Qingsong's words and reading the postscript, he seemed to feel something, but finally sighed.I saw him raise his hand, and a stream of white light flowed from his fingertips into the canopy of the evergreen pine tree. Come.

I looked at Zhuang Ziyu, and then at the young man who came out from behind the tree trunk, and I was very amazed—could Zhuang Ziyu, a mere Jiaoxian, easily transform a tree into a human form?

The pine tree spirit, dressed in green clothes, came out from behind the tree, walked up to Zhuang Ziyu, and knelt down three steps away: "Thank you for your enlightenment." Why..."

Zhuang Heng stood in front of him, looking down at him, with an indifferent expression, and said: "You were born here and grew up here, although you have a thousand years of life, your soul is confined within a square inch—how can you talk about joy if you haven't seen any living beings? "

The pine spirit looked at him half understanding.

Zhuang Heng said: "This lord grants you a free body. You can travel in the Three Realms yourself. After you have seen all kinds of things in the world, come to me again."

When I heard this, my heart moved slightly.

The pine spirit heard that he hadn't finished his words, and she also had a happy expression on her face, kowtowed and thanked: "Thank you for your guidance."

Zhuang Heng said: "Let's go."

The pine tree spirit got up obediently, but walked and stopped, turned around and said: "Shen Jun, actually I still have a doubt, and I want to solve it with Shen Jun."

Zhuang Heng: "Speak."

The pine tree spirit raised his head slightly, moved his gaze up from Zhuang Heng's clothes, and then stopped when he moved to his chest. In the end, he still lowered his head slightly. He hesitated and asked, "Why did the gods come here back then?" Stay? And why, often looking at the ocean and sighing?"

Zhuang Ziyu was slightly taken aback when he heard that, he turned his eyes and glanced at me.

I also wanted to know the answer to this question, so I looked at him without blinking.

For a moment, Zhuang Ziyu lowered his eyes slightly, and when he looked at the pine tree spirit, he smiled very rarely, for a while, it was like the snow melting in the spring forest and the mountains in spring.

I was stunned by the slight change in expression, and then I heard him whisper: "You have someone waiting for you. I also have someone."

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