Emperor's Landing

Who is a confidant?It's over.Win by mistake.Affectionate always seems ruthless, don't say regret clearly.

Mo Daofang is easy to pass from time to time, day and night.Cherish the good days.Pointing out the destiny for Yi to come again, and washing away the tin in the rain.

——"Lotus Leaf Cup"

The cherry blossoms fall one after another, like a dream or an illusion.

"Is this also a dream? Or is everything just a dream?" Di Yanying seemed to be asking the unfamiliar figure beside him, and also seemed to be asking his heart.Standing for a long time, intoxicated by self-questioning.The man in black beside him also remained motionless, not disturbing the cleanliness of all this.

"White clothes are fluttering, and the troubled world is not stained. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I have a dream in the mortal world, and I forget the mortal world." Di Yanying chanted poems loudly, feeling sad for the falling flowers. "From then on, there is no shadow of an emperor in this world, only Wang Fanchen." After he finished speaking, he turned his head and asked Yingqian, "Go back! Maybe your parents are waiting for you." The selfish, cruel, rebellious devil in the previous life spoke quite differently now , with calm in the language.

"I want to follow you, son." Yingqian recalled the scene when her parents showed up for the last time yesterday: her father said, "The dream of the butterfly cocoon has been fixed, so there is no need to spend any more effort. Everything depends on fate. Now you will leave with us Here, go on a free journey and go back to your hometown?" Yingqian was reluctant to let go, still wanting to stay by Di Yanying's side, and once again chose to be ashamed of her parents' expectations.Before leaving, the mother comforted Yingqian, "Son, don't worry, don't regret, don't worry, do it bravely, and live the life you want to live! We will always believe in you! Parents will wait for you in the distant hometown without regrets!"

"Then let's go together, Yingqian." Wang Fanchen whispered.

The clear and crisp words made Yingqian feel a little uneasy. He had never had a heart-to-heart relationship with Di Yanying, and Di Yanying never remembered him, let alone trust him. Now, why did his wish come true so peacefully? What?Di Yanying's temperament really changed a lot, Yingqian thought: Let's settle everything and go find my parents again.The two walked out of the cave facing the falling flowers and misty, one in front and one behind.

"My lord, where are we going?"

"Old place. From now on, just tell me to forget the mundane world."

"Wang, Fan, Chen, son, you will always be the shadow of the emperor in my heart."

"You can call it whatever you want, Yingqian." The reborn Di Yingying not only has a milder temperament, the demonic nature and hostility have disappeared, but also has more patience, just like Yingqian's older brother.All of a sudden, the child who used to always look at the devil from afar suddenly felt blessed and flattered.

"Yingqian, do you have a mirror?" Di Yanying asked suddenly.

"I, no, I didn't bring it with me." Yingqian felt a little disappointed in herself. She couldn't fulfill the first request after the emperor's rebirth.He stammered a little, his words were slurred, and he lacked confidence.

After hearing this, Di Yanying didn't offend, and changed the subject, "What's the name of the cave we live in?"

"Name?" Sakura raised her head, her eyes became even more strange, "I don't know its name either." After speaking, she lowered her head, like a child who made a mistake.

"Then I will name it Gudao Fengshuang, and it will be our home from now on." Di Yanying was very indifferent, pointing out something.

"Sakura Asahi, do you know where there is a stream nearby?"

After Yingqian heard it, her eyes lit up and her face flickered, "I know."

Di Yanying carefully examined Wu Ling Yingqian's face, she was haggard and slightly damaged, like a grass after weathering and frost, with its own resilience.There are dimples on both sides of her delicate face, and a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows. That kind of childish affection has the power of healing when she smiles.However, his hair was disheveled and his high ponytail was skewed.He said, "Take me there."

After a while, a pool of clear lake water appeared, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

"You should wash up too." Di Yanying said softly.

"Yeah." Ying Qian's words became less and less, and she hurriedly washed her face obediently like a turtle.

After Di Yanying was reborn, his appearance was even more beautiful, without any sense of mess.He closed his eyes, walked gently to the edge of the lake, stood still for a long time, then squatted down, and opened his eyes.Sure enough, a pair of completely unfamiliar faces were reflected on the water.Who is that handsome face and white hair?A face he didn't know only deepened his disillusionment.Where is the truth, and where is the dream?His mind was in a trance, whether the memory of the previous life was a dream or real, even he himself was confused.He could hear the sound and texture of Ying Qian touching the water not far away, why can't I remember who he is?What is the purpose of coming to this world in this life?who I am!who is he?Why did he save me? ...too much untruth, too much falsehood.The only thing that makes him feel at ease is Ye Maozi, as long as he closes his eyes, all memories will be her.There are two contradictory memories locked in his mind all the time. When he opened his eyes, he clearly remembered that she had been dead for a long time. When he closed his eyes, she stood alive in front of him again.where is she?

After rebirth, he is doomed to experience despair again.In the previous life, he escaped the predicament by death.Now, why resurrect?Still inexplicably carrying a burden on his back and moving forward, why?He turned around and stared at Sakura.Being caught by Yingqian, Yingqian thought that she was rejected again, so she hurriedly turned around in embarrassment.The answers to all the mysteries lie in this stranger in front of him.

Rebirth is hell.

When Yingqian packed up and turned back again, Di Yanying had already walked towards him and said, "Let's go." The shy Yingqian quickly got up and followed behind.

"Yingqian, I want to try my spiritual power. See if you can keep up with my lightness kung fu." After finishing speaking, Di Yanying took a big leap forward.Yingqian didn't dare to take it lightly, and also used his demon power to fly up and run, and then his pair of wings were revealed, and the two huge wings fluttered rhythmically as his feet moved forward quickly.Even after a long time of experience, Yingqian began to show a sense of fatigue after following for a while, and the figures seen in the distance became smaller and smaller.

To be born again is to be born again.Di Yanying also felt the pair of demon wings on his back eager to try, but his skill was as strong as the universe, and he had already passed several mountains lightly before spreading his wings, and felt the inner demon power continuously surging up, urging him footsteps.For a while, when he was slowly able to control this vitality, he stood behind, and the attendant behind him had long disappeared.Then he stopped and sneered, "So weak?" He hesitated for a moment, "Should I dump him?" An overwhelming consciousness struck: You must protect him well, this is the price of your new life.This voice of consciousness, I don't know if it came from the depths of his heart, or from the consciousness of other people, it's hard to tell.Di Yanying gradually recalled an unreal scene: the entrustment of a strange couple.The scene seemed real and fake, and the time and space were reversed, but their words were deeply rooted in his memory.

"Forget it, wait for him here." Di Yanying stopped, jumped into the tree, hid in the depths of the leaves, looked at the back from a distance, and realized the subtle changes in the body's abilities after rebirth.

After about half a stick of incense, Di Yanying vaguely heard a voice calling from afar, "Young Master, where are you?" Hearing the shrill cry, Di Yanying still didn't move, he wanted to know what kind of relationship that stranger had with him in his previous life.The sound faded away, and occasionally hoarse shouts could still be heard.Gradually, no movement could be heard anymore, and even breathing was stagnant in this time and space.Di Yanying's heartbeat began to stir inexplicably, but her body remained still.At this time, the white rain all over the sky was scattered one after another, so beautiful.

Di Yanying reached out to catch the raindrops, only to realize that it was a rain of cherry blossoms.Just like the scene seen after rebirth, at first it was just an understatement of falling flowers, dancing in the air, as time passed, the rain of flowers covered the sky and the earth like goose feathers and heavy snow.

Di Yanying was startled.Could it be?

"Mother said that the tears of cherry butterflies will turn into cherry blossom fairies all over the sky, dancing in the sky and falling into the world of Zimo, bringing salvation and hope." Those words came to his ears in panic.Luohua is the messenger of the wind and the fairy of freedom.The cherry blossoms rained all over the sky twice, all because of him, one for the joy of rebirth, and the other for the sorrow of following.Di Yanying was shocked in his heart, not because he was moved or cared, but just because he didn't expect someone to cry for him, and he thought in his heart: Is my existence really so important?He recalled his distant childhood, his indifferent father, his mother who died early, his heart was as cold as gray, wandering around the world, how could there be any warmth?

The flower rain was getting bigger and bigger, and he jumped down lightly.The fluttering white skirt, the fluttering sleeves, and the unruly silver hair on the temples were stained with a thick layer of petals.He was even more confused.Confused in my heart, but I took one step, two steps, three steps... I was anxious, and I walked farther and faster.His ears were particularly sensitive for some reason, and he listened to sounds from all directions while walking, whispering, "Where is it?"

Suddenly, there was a light sound in my right ear, which was a deep choking sound, I couldn't hear it clearly, but I was sure it was right.Di Yanying quickly turned around and walked towards the low-lying valley on the right. Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking towards the bottom of the valley, she saw Yingqian sitting in the dark place below, holding her head and sobbing, not paying attention to the movement around her.

With the strengthening of past memories, Di Yanying gradually regained her evil nature, and she kept looking at that person, couldn't help laughing, and felt like playing tricks.So Li stepped back five hundred steps, leaned against a dry branch beside him, pretended to be in extreme pain, and shouted loudly, "Help, Yingqian, where are you?"

Wu Ling Yingqian, who was choking, stopped crying immediately, stood up and raised her head to respond: "My lord, I'm here, you wait for me, I'll go up right away." I saw the black wings flapping behind me, flying into the air and jumping onto the flat ground.Seeing Di Yanying covering his legs, he screamed.

Yingqian immediately ran over, knelt down and asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Di Yanying's face was convulsed, and he said slowly: "It may be that the body has not fully recovered after rebirth. When I came here to find you, I ran too fast, and my legs were cramped, and it was very painful." Di Yanying was good at teasing and bullying in her childhood. For others, the more bloody and exciting, the more fun it is to play.He thought that many people who cared about him probably got close to him because they were deceived by him, and their nature was hard to change, so those former friends disappeared.Could Sakura Asa be one of the friends he teased?His heart was already in full bloom, but he still had to pretend to be pitiful. He didn't understand his behavior at the moment.

Yingqian leaned over to rub Dizi's legs and stretched them seriously. Seeing that Di Yingying's legs were able to bend normally, he was very happy and said with a smile, "I thought you were gone, my lord! I thought you were looking for me too. Young master, you rest here, let me find you some water to drink."

Di Yanying yelled in his heart, "Fool!" Then he waved his hand to indicate that there was no need.

"Then let me help you go!"

"Okay." Di Yanying remembered a past event and was very concerned. He took care of his two maid sisters instead of his parents since he was a child, and never disliked his pranks.After the First World War between Zheng and Demon, the Demon Dao suffered heavy casualties. Where are they now?

The silhouettes, one black and one white, slowly receded into the setting sun.

The frontier town was cold early, and the desolate scenery beyond the Great Wall of the Western Regions Demonic Way was the same as before. The Demonic City had long since been abandoned and collapsed. The prosperous and prosperous place has now been reduced to a habitat for flying crows and wild beasts.The two walked in the wind and sand where not a single blade of grass grew, feeling infinitely desolate.Childhood memories dimmed.

Ying Qian said, "The magic city when I was a child is nostalgic."

"If you have a chance, let me hear your story in the magic city." Di Yanying felt sentimental in his heart. He didn't expect Yingqian to have the same feeling as him. He was a fallen person in the world, and he felt very cordial.

Not far away is Guren Peak.At this time, although it is late spring, everything on the peak is still withered and the wind is blowing.Walking to the big battlefield that year, everything was buried in dust, and the earth was giving birth to a new life.

Di Yanying sighed, "That battle was really clean."

"I heard that the world's most righteous factions joined forces to encircle and suppress Guren Peak, and almost all the masters of the devil's way were wiped out, leaving only a few survivors. Both the devil emperor and you—"

"Dead." Di Yanying brought it out lightly, and even smiled, "There is no need to hide."

"My lord, will you take revenge?" Yingqian asked worriedly.

"Revenge, huh, boring. How can I do extremely boring things?"

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to confirm my heart, I want to visit my old friends. I want to know why I have to return to this boring world? The rest has nothing to do with me." Di Yingying's blue eyes could not conceal the sad and confused soul.

"My mother said that being alive is the meaning of being in the world."

"Oh, your mother? She seems to be very kind to you." Di Yanying fell into deep thought again.

"My lord, no matter what you want to do, I will support you!" Di Yanying saw the firmness and sunshine in his eyes that she couldn't envy.

"Do you know where the people who died in the righteous battle were buried?" Di Yanying asked suddenly.

"I heard that Zhengdao, in order to commemorate the fighting spirit and show off the victory, all the dead are buried at the foot of Gurenfeng Mountain. I have been here before, and it seems to be there." Yingqian pointed to the foot of the mountain in the distance.

"Come on, visit friends with me."

Walking on the sheep intestine path down the mountain, it began to drizzle.The two saw a person in the distance walking towards each other with a haggard face and vicissitudes of footsteps.

Di Yanying looked at the man carefully, and his heart shivered.Just as the man approached slowly and unintentionally, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the man, saying, "Friend."

The melancholy man who was wiping his tears with his head down was surprised. When he looked up, he saw that the person opposite him was extremely strange, and he didn't recognize him at all.He returned the courtesy, "Your Excellency?"

"Sorry, I saw the wrong person." Di Yanying lied to cover up.

"It's okay." The man didn't want to talk, and left directly.

When Di Yanying and Yingqian walked to the forest of steles in the distance, they suddenly saw a particularly conspicuous tombstone. A large bouquet of small white flowers was fresh and pleasant, exuding a fragrance in the rain, and it was placed squarely in front of the tombstone.

Di Yanying stopped Yingqian, and walked slowly towards the tombstone. The inscription reads:

"The tomb of Taoist ruthless and disciples filling my clothes."

The neat and neat words engraved on the sword show the respect of the person who erected the monument.The stele looks like it was newly erected, but the two names on it are graffitied in an extremely ugly manner, which shows that some people respect the dead, while others hate the dead.

"It's really interesting!" Di Yanying actually smiled, and then said softly, "Are you really in the tomb?"

In the distance, Yingqian looked at the standing figure meaningfully, sighed, got up and went to the corners of the mountains to find some scattered flowers, and gathered them into a bunch.