Chunyin

The rain on Yingzhou Island stopped at night, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the bright moon was in the sky.I thought about what I saw and heard that day, tossed and turned in the middle of the night, and finally got up and went out.

The rain that falls during the day dissipates into mist, wrapping around the forest lightly like a ribbon, in which, sleeping is also a dream, and waking is also a dream.Lord Canglan has a great idea that the Jiao clan likes water, so the house where I rest opens the door to a pool of water.Lord Canglan has good intentions, but compared to living in seclusion in Bitan, Guangling's sleeve is more to my liking.

The helpless words have been said, even if I regret it in my heart, I can't take it back immediately.

There is no wind in the night, and the bright moon and stars are reflected in the dark green pool water at the door. It is dark and quiet, only a little bit of fireflies.Opposite the pool is a bamboo grove, with a corner of the cornice exposed under the shade of green bamboo, according to the previous arrangement, Guangling should live there tonight - if you look for it, it won't take too much effort.

I stayed in the waterside pavilion for a while, reviewing the events of the past few days, and felt more and more absurd about fate—it turned out that Zhuang Ziyu was the God of Guangling, Liang Lanyu was his apprentice Izumo, and Fu Changting was Tu Ze, a descendant of the gods. There is a bad debt between me and Tu Ze that has been entangled in four lives and four generations. It turns out that Liang Lanyu's life has been arranged long ago. It turns out that I have never had to choose...

When I was in the mortal world, I had no choice, but now in the sky, I still have no choice.

Hey, does anyone believe this ridiculous and tragic story?My old friend Tudi would probably not believe it, after all he doubts whether the Jiao clan is really so unwelcoming in the sky.My old friend is very philosophical. After hearing this story, he would probably say: "Brother Liang, think about it, isn't it better to be a dragon than a ghost?" With obsession, now that you know that you are him and he is you, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

That being said, the current situation is clearly far from being happy.

Moreover, even if I am as stupid as I am, I now know that Zhuang Ziyu's feelings for Izumo are not the simple feelings I guessed before—Guangling certainly has some liking for Izumo, otherwise he would not have been on Cangya Mountain for thousands of years. He won't only accept this one apprentice, and he won't have a deadlock with Donghai Dragon Palace because of him, and he won't indulge me so much.But this liking is limited after all, and there are many obstacles in front of this liking, maybe it is the taboo of the master and apprentice, maybe it is the messy relationship between me and Tu Ze, I don't know, I only know that Zhuang Ziyu knew that I was Izumo Down, still pushing me away from him.

Although I don't have any memories of Izumo, based on what I know about myself, it might not be the first time I've been to him in Liuyuan.Thousands of years in the sky and on earth, he probably has already pushed me away countless times.

ah.Thinking about it was even worse than before.

But how could this be the case?How can it be more embarrassing to say "not liking enough" than "dislike"?

"Hey..." I sighed sadly in the night, looking at the corner of the cornice above the bamboo forest, I felt very sad.

Then I thought of another big problem, a big problem about survival—I am afraid that my current situation is not a question of being a ghost or a dragon, but that I can neither be a ghost nor a dragon.

I was stuck in the middle because something was missing in my body.

I thought that the reason why I couldn't remember the past life and even the heavenly world was because I was trapped in Liang Lanyu's body. As long as I regained my consciousness like Tu Ze, I would be able to be that little dragon again——Tu Ze was so injured that he was beaten back For the original shape, just take a Biluo pill, I should be more relaxed than him, right?So I originally thought that whether to be a ghost or a dragon, it all depends on my heart.

Unexpectedly, although I have made up my mind, they told me that it is not that simple to return to Izumo.

Zhaochu was almost annoyed by my innocence, and said, "If Biluowan is useful, why bother?"

Gou Mang sighed, and added: "Little friend Lan Yu, the reason why you have forgotten your past is not because you drank Mengpo soup when you reincarnated, nor did you lose your consciousness like Tu Ze, but because you lacked a bloodline. The soul can only bear the memory of a mortal life."

What is soul?

Mr. Canglan patiently explained: "The sea of ​​mind and soul is the sea of ​​business, and the sea of ​​mind is the source of spiritual consciousness. Within the three realms, apart from gods, immortals, demons, spirits, humans, ghosts, and ghosts all have three souls and seven souls. Each of the seven souls has its own department. The soul resides in the center, Si Linghui, and it is the root of all spiritual consciousness. Izumo, your soul was taken by someone thousands of years ago, and the remaining three souls and six souls are more than enough to be a human being in the mortal world, but they are only enough to remember for a lifetime. Memory. Therefore, unless the soul returns to its original position, you cannot return to Izumoshi."

Gou Mang said again: "If your soul is not in place, you won't be able to do it for long. You have been wandering outside the reincarnation for too long. After a few years, you will gradually forget the things of your early years like a mortal's dementia. , and become a fool."

I was really dumbfounded when I heard it, and I was stunned for a long time, and asked: "Then who took my soul? Where is he?"

These people did not shy away from others when they told me about "spirituality". Lu Yunxiu was listening by the side. He was also very shocked when he heard it, and looked at me with a bit of pity.

He is also ignorant, this mercy is the murderer's mercy.

Sigh... When I think back on all this, I find it ridiculous again——according to this, my little head can only hold more than a hundred years of memory. Being human was my only choice.

I leaned against the side of the waterside pavilion, the pool water was calm and dark, I looked down and saw my own reflection, caged in the shadow, vague and unclear, it was just a fool.I smiled wryly, thinking that this is the right time for me to look at my shadow and feel sorry for myself. Unfortunately, the sky is not beautiful, and the night is so dark that I can't even see the shadow clearly.

That's all, that's all.I think.There are not many memorable things in this world, just one or two, it is still painful to think about it, if the soul really cannot be brought back, reincarnation is bitter, but it is not unbearable—or Guangling sees it in the teacher's eyes. For the sake of being a disciple, you can help me talk to Si Ming Xingjun and tell him to show some mercy and arrange a less miserable fate.

I felt sorry for myself in the water pavilion for a while, and when I got up and was about to walk back, a series of footsteps came from the corridor leading to the water pavilion.I came back to my senses and followed the sound to watch.The corridor is surrounded by simple and elegant lanterns, and the light of the lanterns warmly circles a corridor in the night. The person who comes is dressed in white, with an ink-colored piping on the sleeves. There is wind in his movements, kicking up the hem of the clothes, and the lanterns sway slightly in the passage.

I looked at the person in place, couldn't help but sighed again, lowered my head and put the jade pendant hanging around my waist into my sleeve, then went up to meet him: "Director Lu? What's the matter here?"

Lu Yunxiu came up to me, saluted me, then held an oil-paper umbrella with both hands, lowered his eyes and said: "Just now I thank the immortal for giving me the umbrella, and I'm returning the umbrella."

I stared at the umbrella for a moment, then remembered.The rain hadn’t stopped when we left the attic just now, Lu Yunxiu had no umbrella, hesitating under the porch looking at the rain curtain, Guangling and I were sharing an umbrella, I just took out an extra one, and gave it to him—in fact, I was also in conflicted and complicated moods, if I always see Izumo as another person, so if I compare my heart to heart, Lu Yunxiu, Fu Changting and Tu Ze should also be seen separately.

I took the umbrella, and said a little nervously: "It's a little effort, no need to thank you. Also, Daoist Lu heard what he said during the day. I'm not embarrassed, I'm not a fairy. Daoist just call me... Just call me out of the cloud .”

"Izumo..." He said it silently, and then laughed out of nowhere.

I was a little apprehensive, afraid that Biluowan had reminded him of something, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"Oh, no." He waved his hands and explained hastily, "I just think this name is elegant, and I seem to have heard it somewhere."

I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Pianyunchuxiu. This name is very common in the mortal world, and it is not uncommon for the Taoist priest to have heard of it."

Lu Yunxiu nodded and said: "Maybe." He glanced at my waist again, but he didn't see what he wanted to see, and he seemed a little lost, but he quickly said, "Actually, the immortal must have guessed it, and I will be here tonight." Come here, returning the umbrella is just an excuse."

Me: "...I didn't guess."

Lu Yunxiu raised his eyes, his eyes were frank and straightforward, and he looked at me without hesitation: "Forgive me for taking the liberty, can I take a look at the jade that the immortal hangs around his waist during the day?"

——No matter how different they are, these eyes are still Fu Changting's eyes.

The imprint of Fu Changting's torture still remained on my body. I was numb in my hands and feet when he saw it, and I opened my mouth but was tongue-tied: "What kind of jade are you talking about?"

This fool pretended to be very low level, Lu Yunxiu laughed instead, he stepped forward and wanted to say something, but suddenly a cold voice came from the side.

"Don't understand? He doesn't want to show it to you."

Along with the voice came another hand, holding my wrist and gently moving it to the side, I heard him say something in a low voice again: "I have learned a dog's temper, but I only know how to behave in a nest."

The author says:

There is a rough learning guide for this chapter on Weibo: @十七是条鱼 (Because I don’t want to distract attention from the text, so I didn’t put it here directly, it’s very rough, you can read it or not~(But think about it The words are still quite touching 555