limited backtracking

Xianjun Wenjing never likes to remember the date, and it is only when Xiaoxian reminds her that today is the festival.

The Xianjun Mansion occupies a large area, and I don't think there is anything on weekdays, but once it comes to festivals such as Shangyuan, Qixi Festival, and Winter Solstice, the sky as far as the eye can see is always full of sky lanterns, which is magnificent.

Today is no exception. When Wen Jing came out of the study, it was almost Xu time, and as expected, the sky was full of lights again.

He walked under the white plum tree, and the petals that should have been like snow were dyed golden, and his face, which was always as white as jade, was also gorgeous.

Wen Jing counted the time. It seemed that the New Year had passed a few days ago, and the red lanterns that the little fairies insisted on hanging at the gate hadn't been taken off yet.Looking at today's posture, it should be the Shangyuan Festival.

"Shangyuan..." he muttered, "I really want to play."

"Xianjun—Xianjun—" There were bursts of calls from outside the wall.

Even if she hasn't seen anyone yet, Wen Jing already knows who it is.

He turned around and looked towards the door, just in time to see Si Ming holding a sky lantern in his arms, crookedly looking towards the courtyard.

"Hey... Xianjun..."

Wen Jing didn't know what Si Ming was laughing at.

"What are you doing holding a lamp?" Wen Jing leaned back against the tree trunk with her arms folded, her eyes slightly closed, and there was tiredness in her brows and eyes.

Si Ming walked towards the courtyard with the lantern in his arms, his tone could not conceal his pride: "This is my sky lantern."

"Ok?"

"It has my name written on it!"

Wen Jing raised her eyelids to look at the lamp, and saw that it said "Sincerely seek the protection of the Immortal Siming".

"So you came here specifically to show off?" Wen Jing raised her eyebrows, "Do you want to sleep with it in your arms at night?"

"That's not true!" Si Ming muttered, "Xiaoxian sees that Yuelao also has a lamp, so he came to ask Xianjun if he has one?"

Wen Jing looked up at the sky and sighed, "How do you think I should look for it?"

There were so many sky lanterns piled up in the night sky, Wen Jing even devoted his energy to using spells to keep most of the sky lanterns in other places, otherwise the sky lanterns would collapse his mansion.

Si Ming followed his gaze, "Wow..."

"Finished? Go back if you have nothing to do. I'm going back to the room to rest." Wen Jing pinched her brows and was about to go to the back room.

"Xianjun, wait a minute—" Si Ming grabbed his sleeve, "If Xianjun has nothing to do, why don't you come down to the world together? Today in Shangyuan, the world must be very lively."

"Nothing goes down to earth. You know that."

"Yes, I know that you have set the rules for yourself, Xianjun, but today is not all about going for fun. What the Emperor of Heaven explained yesterday, you should also go to the world."

Wen Jing sighed, yesterday the Emperor of Heaven summoned him and Si Ming to go to Lingxiao Palace to talk for a long time.

He locked himself in the study all day today to deal with this matter.I was thinking of going to the human world tomorrow, after all, I can't handle many things in one night.

Si Ming still kept pulling his sleeves and looking up at him pitifully, "Let's go?"

Wen Jing pinched Si Ming's face, compromised and said: "Let's go, go and come back quickly."

Si Ming followed behind him and muttered in a low voice: "I've all gone to the world to spend the Yuan Ye, so there's no reason to go back quickly..."

The Shangyuan Festival in Bianjing is always bustling and bright, with lights shining through the sky.

"Why are you here?" Wen Jing recognized this place, he had been here several times.

"Just..." Si Ming just heard that Bianjing was busy and wanted to come and see it, but if he said that, Xianjun Wen Jing would definitely educate himself, and maybe he would turn around and leave.His eyes drifted away from Wen Jing's, and he stammered, "No, can't you come?"

"Today I sorted out the list of immortals whose fates were out of order, and none of them are in Bianjing."

"..." Si Ming finished thinking, rubbing his fingertips and hanging his head, waiting for Wen Jing's blame.

He heard Xianjun Wenjing sigh, and then said: "This is not an example."

Si Ming was taken aback, then raised his head, "Huh?"

"I just found someone today, and I can't do much. Changing my fate is not a trivial matter. I haven't recovered from the accidental injury I suffered while helping His Highness the Seventh Prince of Fengdu collect the souls of the dead. Right now, I don't have the ability to change my fate." Wen Jing pushed Si Ming's back to let him go forward, and said with a smile, "You have a good time tonight."

With these words, Si Ming instantly beamed with joy, and ran forward while jumping.Go around this stall, look at that stall, go forward and see your favorite objects and touch them lightly.

"Xianjun..." Si Ming bumped into a wooden rabbit and turned around to talk to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing made a silent gesture, "Shh, don't call me that when you're outside."

Si Ming pondered for a moment, "Then... called brother?"

He also called the neighbor's brother that way before he ascended.

"Yes." Wen Jing saw how cute the rabbit was in his hand, so she picked one too.

After paying the money, I was about to leave, but felt that the rabbit in my hand was lonely, so I went back and bought another one.

"Good match."

There are many people putting out lanterns by the river, and there are all kinds of river lanterns and sky lanterns.

Wen Jing looked at the lamps that were slowly flying away, carrying people's ordinary wishes.

Even if I have seen it many, many times, I will still be amazed by every night when the sky lights are on.

There has never been a completely consistent sky lantern scene, and each time is a new and beautiful one.

"Brother, your mansion may really collapse." Si Ming said suddenly.

Wen Jing: "..."

Wen Jing: "Collapse."

The two played in Bianjing for a while, mainly Si Ming was playing, and Wen Jing was like an elder brother leading a younger brother, just watching from the sidelines.

There has been a fair layer of snow on the ground, and it is still a little soft when you step on it.

It is rare for Wen Jing to be attracted by something. In his eyes, there is not much difference between everything in the world, whether it is living or dead, ruthless or sentient...

There are rarely people or things that make him unable to move his eyes, but today he met them.

At the first snowfall, the place is not very bright, the lights are sparse, and there is a short distance, people are actually a little blurry.

I don't know if that person looked brighter in the bamboo moonlight clothes, or for some other reason, Wen Jing didn't think about it, and kept her eyes fixed on that person.

The first snow is like fluttering catkins, illuminated by the lights, separating the two like a halo.

It's just a cold test face, is it worth looking at it for so long?

Wen Jing condemned herself in her heart.

But in the next second, he saw that the corner of the man's straight mouth raised a small arc upward.

Obviously, the change was not big, but it made Wen Jing lose his mind.

"Si Ming, who is it?"

"What?" Si Ming looked at the place he was pointing at, and saw an acquaintance, "Your Highness Fengdu, brother, you know him."

"Of course I know His Highness Song Xu. I'm asking about the man next to him who wears the clothes of bamboo and moonlight."

Si Ming is not like Wen Jing, who always goes out when he has something to do.As long as he is free, he will run around, and he often visits Fengdu, so he knows everything about Fengdu very well.

"Oh, him, that is His Highness the Tenth Highness."

"Your Majesty the Tenth? I've never heard of the Tenth Majesty in Fengdu before."

"Brother, how many times have you been to Fengdu in these hundreds of years? It's normal not to know." Si Ming bit off a candied haws, "It seems that His Highness the Tenth Prince only came to Fengdu 300 years ago. It stands to reason that the Highnesses of Fengdu should The Heavenly Realm will select the Immortal Monarch to take over, but the Tenth Highness has never been appointed by the Heavenly Realm. It is said that the Second Highness collected the souls of the dead in the mortal world, and because he refused to enter reincarnation, the Second Highness left him behind."

Wen Jing understood: "So that's the case... There has never been such a thing before."

"Is there any problem? But it will affect the luck of the world?"

"No, the end of a mortal's life is the end, whether it is reincarnation or not, it will not affect the world."

"That's right, if there is influence, the Second Highness can't keep him for so long."

"Do you know what his name is?"

Si Ming pondered for a moment, "Jiang... Weiyan? Yes! Jiang Weiyan!"

Wen Jing read his name once, and asked, "You said he has been in Fengdu for 300 years?"

"Yes."

Wen Jing laughed, and fixed her eyes on the handsome man in the dimly lit place.

"It's been 300 years, so it's time to go down to the earth to experience calamity, right?"

"Ah? Ah, there are also people who have experienced catastrophe in 300 years. Brother, right? But now many immortals will go down to earth after 500 years. It depends on whether the immortals want to."

Wen Jing: "You arrange it. After dealing with the fate of the immortal king, I will go down to the earth to experience calamity."

Si Ming didn't understand: "What? Isn't it already..."

"You can make arrangements. By the way, ask His Majesty the Tenth Highness if you want to go through the calamity. We have arranged together, and it will be in Bianjing."

Si Ming thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out, but he could only answer: "Yes."

Wen Jing looked at Si Ming, whose face was covered with sugar stains, and asked, "Are you done shopping? It's time to go back."

Si Ming: "Eh? Aren't you going to say hello to the Third Highness?"

Xianjun Wenjing is best at opening his mouth to talk nonsense, "The person who ordered you to be Fengdu came out to play like you? What if they are collecting dead souls? Don't make trouble, just pretend you didn't see it, and go back to the heaven."

"Oh."

Having said that, Wen Jing walked in the direction where Jiang Weiyan and the others were.

Si Ming didn't know why, so he followed him step by step.

When passing by Jiang Weiyan's side, Wen Jing casually tossed a wooden rabbit that he bought earlier to Jiang Weiyan, and after confirming that he got it, he quickly dragged Si Ming into the noisy crowd, and hurried back to the heaven.

Jiang Weiyan stared at the wooden rabbit that suddenly appeared in his hand, and was stunned for a moment.He looked forward, but only caught a flash of the red corner of his clothes.

"Let's go." Song Xu patted Jiang Weiyan's shoulder, fixed his eyes on the bottle of past life in his hand, and asked suddenly, "It's strange, why is there a plum blossom fragrance all of a sudden?"

Jiang Weiyan took a step behind Song Xu, and brought the wooden rabbit in his hand to his nose, and the light and cold fragrance of plum blossoms filled his nostrils.

It smells good.

It was exactly the same as the smell when the man passed by him.

When Jiang Weiyan and Song Xucai stepped into Fengdu, they received a letter from Si Ming.

Seeing that he hadn't followed for a while, Song Xu turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Weiyan put away the biography, and said: "It's nothing, but Immortal Si Ming asked me if I want to go down to the earth to experience calamity?"

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Weiyan was silent for a moment, stroked the plum petals in his hand, and smiled suddenly.

"think."

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