The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

The jade bell flutters in the dust and mud, Cang He Jian is cold and Hao Yu is cold.Su Xin took a handful of where to go, and sent a message to leave people with tears.

The cool wind is gradually picking up, and this scene is indeed a bit like late autumn.

Feng Jiu was sitting on the bank of Qingqiu's blue Qingsheng Sea with her arms around her. The white waves rolled, and the sound of the tide was soft.The rainy flowers that circle Haizi half a circle are swaying green flowers, making a soft rustling sound, and the cold and solemn tones complement the hazy sky.

Flowers and plants know autumn without words.Feng Jiu tugged at the robe on her body, feeling a bit chilly.

A warm little hand touched her forehead: "Jiujiu, are you cold?" A soft child's voice rang in Fengjiu's ear.Such a little fairy boy who will be about two hundred years old is obviously still a little Douding, but the words he speaks are completely in the tone of an adult.

"God Zheyan said that your body is still weak and should not catch the cold, but you are fine. You have been blowing cold wind to and from the seaside for several days." Gun Gun muttered solemnly, and held Feng Jiu's hand to keep her warm, "Come on, Gun Gun will warm your hands, if you catch a cold, you will have to bear it later!"

Feng Jiu looked at this round and cute little boy in front of her, with red lips and white teeth, handsome features, and silver hair that looked very much like his father, even this caring look always reminded her of him.She had a sore nose, hugged Bai Gungun, and buried her head on her small shoulder.

Xiao Douding's cheeks are bulging, soft and warm, like a glutinous rice dumpling with a milky fragrance, which can make people forget their worries and remember all the good things in the world.

"Jiujiu, are you thinking about father again?" A question echoed in Rolling's small chest.

"...I think of seeing your father here, I think I haven't brought him to see the stars in Qingqiu..." She sniffled secretly, not wanting her son to notice the little moisture in her eyes, "I'm sorry, fuck off, mother I lied to you before, saying that you were born by your mother alone, but in fact you have a father!"

"I know!" Gun Gun said indifferently.

Feng Jiu raised her head in surprise: "When did you know?"

"I knew it a long time ago!" Gun Gun blinked his big and bright eyes and said, "Little boys in the mortal world have both mothers and fathers. Isn't there such classics as "Biography of the Immortals" and "Biography of the Immortals"? Judging from there, Jiuchongtian is no different from the mortal world, although it may not be entirely true, there is some truth to it."

He looked at Feng Jiu and said mercilessly: "Also, Jiu Jiu, you touch your nose every time you tell a lie, Gun Gun has already discovered it!"

Feng Jiu felt that a little douding had seen through her heart. Should it be said that she had really neglected her studies, or was Gun Gun really as powerful as his father?She touched the top of her round and round hair and thought, it should be the latter.

The chubby Douding looked at the undulating waves and asked cautiously: "Jiujiu, what kind of fairy is father?"

Although he knew that he must have a father, he didn't know what kind of father he was.When he mentioned it at the beginning, everyone around him seemed to be secretive, and his grandparents just sighed and patted his head without saying anything.Gun Gun originally thought that asking Jiujiu might make her sad, but now that I'm talking about it today, can I ask by the way?

Feng Jiu hugged Gun Gun and sat on her lap, straightened his hair that was blown by the sea breeze, and said slowly: "Your father, you are the most powerful fairy in the world, if you go to the school in the fairy world, you will find out , The entire ancient history is the history of your father's battles. He is the co-lord of heaven and earth respected by the immortals. Although he escaped from the world in the Taichen Palace later, as long as he is mentioned, everyone in the world knows everyone."

"Then father is a great hero?" The clear and clear child's voice carried the child's unique admiration.

"Yes, your father is a famous hero who has protected the creatures of the five races under his wings for hundreds of thousands of years, and no matter how many injuries he has suffered, he has paid too much for the world! Speaking of the well-known history, Feng Jiu felt a little melancholy, her eye circles were red, and she sighed softly, letting the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks filled the silence afterwards.

Feeling his mother's disappointment, Gun Gun held Feng Jiu's face in his chubby hands and asked softly, "Jiu Jiu, will Father come back?"

Feng Jiu lowered her head and rubbed the phoenix feather flower ring between her fingers, before saying in a hoarse voice for a long time: "Yes, I will, I still have a lot to say to your father, he hasn't seen Gun Gun yet, he will definitely come back of!"

As if to strengthen her conviction, she raised her head and stood up, pursed her slightly pale lips, held Gun Gun's hand, and said, "Gun Gun and Mother will wait for Father to come back together!"

"En!" The little head nodded heavily, and said, "Gun Gun will take good care of Jiujiu until Father comes back!"

Migu's figure appeared not far away, probably Bai Yi and his wife sent him to look for them after not seeing their daughter and grandson for a long time.The little fox got up and led the cubs, and followed Migu, his steps were rather sonorous and forceful.

Whether Donghua will come back or not, Mo Yuan and Zheyan are not so sure.

A few months ago, Donghua used the starlight enchantment to fight against Miluo in Bihai Cangling. He was determined to die, so the person who set the boundary did not break the immortal enchantment, and there was no way out.

When they arrived, Feng Jiu, Ye Qingti, Xie Guchen, and Chong Lin were all present, and even Song, Ye Hua, and Bai Qian were worthy of being immortal.Feng Jiu thumped the wall of the enchantment and called "Donghua", her tears were almost like a cuckoo crying blood.Everyone used all kinds of spells, but none of them could move the barrier.

At that time, the decisive battle was coming to an end, and they saw the demonic aura filling the sky in the enchantment shimmering with silver light. Donghua resisted Canghe sword and launched a decisive blow to Miaoluo. The figure faintly shone in the black turbid breath.

Zheyan was stunned: "No, Donghua is burning the immortal essence, how can this be done!" He, Mo Yuan, Ye Hua, and Lian Song hurriedly used several heavy methods, trying to open a loophole in the starlight barrier .

Feng Jiu was shocked when he heard this, and in a hurry, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was just sprinkled on the phoenix feather flower ring between his fingers, arousing a cloud of shining purple light.This group of purple light flickered a few times at the barrier where Feng Jiu's hand touched, causing the ring-wearing hand to suddenly go empty, and actually went through the barrier.

Feng Jiu was taken aback, and quickly walked past, stumbling towards Donghua.Unexpectedly, Donghua had already turned into many phantoms before her hand touched his hair, leaving only her outstretched hand waving in the air in vain.

"Donghua—" Feng Jiu let out a miserable cry, another mouthful of blood spewed out, and she passed out when her eyes darkened.In the haze, she seemed to hear the voice of the purple-clothed god echoing: "Xiaobai, farewell from now on... May you be safe..."

As the barrier dissipated, Mo Yuan, Zheyan and the others also rushed here, seeing this was a pain in the heart.They are all partners who came from the ancient prehistoric times. Although they have not moved around often these years, they are close in heart.In their eyes, Donghua's abilities are all-powerful, and they thought that he would always outlive them all, but who would have thought that he would be here today.

What difference does it make if a god is lost between heaven and earth?

Except for the misalignment of the astrolabe in the nine heavens, the falling rain in the three realms, the blue sea Cangling freezing the spiritual spring overnight, and withering the Buddha bell, the Kyushu sympathy cannot replace the mourning of relatives, and the sorrow of the universe cannot compare with the sorrow of companions.Qingqiu and Taichen were both gloomy and gloomy, all the people who came and went looked dignified, their conversations were all in whispers, they didn't dare to speak or laugh, they frightened the melancholy of all the gods.

It was three days after Feng Jiu woke up.

The girl who usually had a smile on her face was now haggard and sad.Having had nightmares for several days in a row, I had hoped to wake up to see the figure of the purple-clothed god, and express my sorrow and goodbye.Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he saw the worried faces of relatives all around him, but the person he wanted to see the most was missing, and his heart sank again—everything in the dream was actually true!She remained silent, tears streaming down her face.

Feng Jiu's sad appearance made everyone feel more distressed than howling.The fox queen put her arms around her granddaughter and kept calling: "My poor Jiu'er!" Bai Zhi stroked his beard and urged Zheyan to give Feng Jiu a pulse.

Feng Jiu was stunned for a while, then stared at Zheyan and asked, "Donghua, is he really a feather? Will he come back?"

The existence of ancient gods is a major event in the creation of heaven and earth.The mystery of good fortune is something that even these old gods who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years dare not say they have seen a glimpse of it.There is indeed a saying in the Three Realms of "emergence and return", but no one knows exactly how.Even if Mo Yuan sacrificed to the Donghuang Bell for the poor people, his cultivation base was exhausted, his soul was scattered, and he returned after being raised in Yanhua Cave for 10 years, but it was because of Bai Qian now and Si Yin at that time who protected him. His fairy body.

Zheyan, Mo Yuan, Bai Zhi, and the others all hope that Donghua has not really transformed into a fairy, but if the immortal body is still there, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, there may be some chances, but this situation where there is not even a single bit of it, how can Guarantee that one point of life?

So, hearing Feng Jiu's question, they looked at me and I looked at you, and they all sighed in silence.In the end, it just ended with "a god like Donghua cannot be deduced by common sense", so as not to break people's thoughts.

Feng Jiu didn't seem to hear their sighs, she bit her lips, turned her head to look at the raindrops like broken string beads outside the fox's cave, and said softly but firmly: "He will definitely come back, Dijun will not abandon me It doesn't matter, I'm still rolling, I'll wait for him!" A pair of star-like eyes filled with tears again, but stubbornly refused to let them flow down.

Everyone in Qingqiu will know who Gun Gun is.

Although Xie Guzhen didn't speak much, he figured out people's hearts very well. He sent Gun Gun to accompany her on the second day after everyone brought Feng Jiu back to Qingqiu.Children are the best herb to relieve worries, and having a lively and lovely child to accompany her can also distract Feng Jiu from being obsessed with memories.He didn't care too much about whether Bai Zhi, Bai Yi, Bai Qian, Bai Zhen and others could accept Gun Gun.

The appearance of Gun Gun really made everyone gathered in front of the bed dazed for a moment.Although the silver-haired little fairy boy has an immature face, except for a pair of clear and bright eyes that have the agility and charm of Feng Jiu, he has a serious face and a smile that is somewhat like Donghua.

Zheyan thought for a second, remembering the two doses of medicine given to Feng Jiu, and immediately understood the cause and effect.Although Mo Yuan didn't talk much, seeing Zheyan's expression, he probably guessed eight points.With such a transparent temperament, Lian Song waved his fan and smiled lightly.Only Bai Zhi opened his mouth wide, turned around and asked Bai Yi: "This is, this is...?" Both Chong Lin and Mi Gu looked excited, and it was hard to tell who was more prominent.

Xie Guzhen handed Gun Gun over to Bai Zhi, and his usual words were succinct: "I have seen the Fox Emperor! Gun Gun wants to kiss his mother, so I will bring him to Qingqiu and hand him over to you."

He knelt down again and pulled Gun Gun's hand that was tightly clenched in his clothes, and comforted him: "Gun Gun, these are your relatives, this is your mother's grandfather, you have to listen to them well and stay with mother, uncle See you later."

Bai Gungun stared at Xie Guchen, then raised his eyes to scan the surrounding people, and nodded slowly.

Everyone saw such a little fairy boy with pink make-up and jade decoration. He was born to be a noble and respected god. If there was no starlight enchantment, he should be reunited with his family. The love between his parents can't be described, but now he has lost his parents. How can it not be embarrassing for such a miserable person.

The next day, Fengjiu woke up, her body was not very healthy for a long time due to sadness and grief, but fortunately, Gun Gun looked around and comforted her from time to time, as if she had returned to the days when mother and son were together in the mortal world.

Snow fell on Qingqiu early this year, and the fairyland, which used to be like spring all the year round, was covered in snow for a while.Bai Qian came to see Feng Jiu, and thought about it seriously, as if the last time it snowed like this was more than a thousand years ago.

Gun Gun curled up with Feng Jiu to cat in the fox's cave for the winter, and only then poked his head out of the cave in the spring of the next year.

The first thing Feng Jiu did when he came out of the cave was to take a place in the bamboo forest that is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with winding paths leading to secluded places, and build the bamboo building that was painted in the past.That day, she had a discussion with Dijun in order to reserve a few rooms, and now she is still building it according to the blueprint. become real.This is their home, home is there, people can always have a place to return to.

The elders couldn't see that she was indulging in the sorrows of the past, so Bai Yi sent Mi Gu to urge Feng Jiu to finish her studies in the school. After all, she is the queen of Qingqiu, who hasn't even graduated from a school. look!

This time, Feng Jiu didn't push her back with a sad face, she was uncharacteristically very diligent, and often asked her master about her homework. The master twitched her beard and went to Bai Yi to brag about it, which made all the gods in Qingqiu admire her.

Seeing that Jiujiu is so motivated, Gun Gun mistakenly regards his mother as a top student in the school, and he is proud of it. He listens to his mother every day and hears a lot of fun. ".

Decades later, Feng Jiu graduated from the school, no one needed to mention it, she asked Bai Yi to learn how to deal with the affairs of the Eastern Wasteland, and she gradually became like a female monarch.

The world is peaceful, Qingqiu is not a big deal at all, there are no strict regulations on the various ethnic groups under its jurisdiction, and the Eastern Wilderness is a land of prosperity, the ordinary people in Shengdou don't need to worry about their livelihoods, all they do is respect their ancestors, prolong their descendants, and family disputes 100. The communication between the five races, from being clueless at the beginning to being methodical and orderly, Feng Jiu spent [-] years.

Little Diji, who played innocently with Little Jingwei and Brother Gray Wolf back then, is nowhere to be seen. Only when visiting relatives and friends, the bright smile with crooked brows and eyes when talking about the funny things makes people suddenly think of the girl in front of her. Not long ago, the woman was a young girl who didn't know much about the world, after several passes, her delicate face was still delicate, but there was a little dust between her brows and eyes, which made people sigh.

That day, Cheng Yu wore a boy's attire with a wide robe and wide sleeves, and came to visit Feng Jiu with a folding fan, and happened to meet Feng Jiu teaching Gun Gun.

"Fuck, someone taught my mother before that the strong are born to protect the weak. At that time, my mother didn't understand it. Later, your father also told my mother that as a god, once you receive worship from a mortal, you will have a share." Responsibility is, sometimes it’s not whether you like it or not, but whether you should or can. Your mother and I are not very smart, but we still understand the truth, so what we do now is nothing more than Do your part."

Gun Gun seems to understand, but also seems to have realized something, he hesitated and asked: "Then father, he is also because of responsibility... If he knows that there will be an accident, do he have to do it out of responsibility?"

Feng Jiu stroked her billowing hair in silence, and said: "Your father once said that as a superior, sometimes you have to abandon your own selfishness and sacrifice your ego. If one person can protect hundreds of millions of people After death, it is actually something to be thankful for. Bloodshed and misery are not just catastrophes in the mortal world. The common people are all in the net. Therefore, there are some things that he will not hide, and he cannot hide.” Therefore, Donghua was early Just made a decision, just as he has always insisted on for hundreds of thousands of years!

Gun Gun lowered his head, thinking about something, but held Feng Jiu's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear like his father.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, Cheng Yu put away the fan with a clatter, lifted up the hem of her clothes and stepped into the door: "His Royal Highness Feng Jiu's solemn appearance, Xiaoxian thinks it's a bit strange!" She seemed to remember something, and took the folding fan again He tapped his forehead lightly, and bowed in a pretentious manner, "Oh, it should be called Qingqiu Nujun! Xiaoxian has seen Qingqiu Nujun!"

Seeing that it was Cheng Yu, Feng Jiu had just accepted the empress's solemnity, her eyes flickered with anger and joy, and she had indeed regained some of her old agility.

Cheng Yu took out a trinket from his sleeve and handed it to Gun Gun, and sent him to play outside and talk to Feng Jiu himself.She scrutinized Feng Jiu's expression carefully, and said, "You look haggard, but your spirits are not bad! Are you feeling better?"

Feng Jiu smiled lightly: "If you're busy, you won't be able to think about it, but even if you're busy, you can't forget what you can't forget."

Cheng Yu clicked his tongue: "Who would have thought that the two of you could be so twists and turns! I have never understood the word love, so it's...it's really shallow."

"Who can say that you understand love?" Feng Jiu smiled wryly and shook her head, "Knowing that it is exhausting to be entangled in love, but still can't help it. Love is so beautiful, but it is so difficult. The most difficult thing is to pick up the love." I have to let go again. Forgetting may be a good medicine, but forgetting is like cutting out the past, cutting out a part of my heart, and I really can't do this!"

Cheng Yu took Feng Jiu's hand and patted it lightly, comfortingly said: "To forget or not to forget is just a choice, you just make up your mind! When will you leave Qingqiu and go for a walk?"

"Let's wait a while! I'm still studying government affairs with my father, Gun Gun also has homework to learn, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while..."

Cheng Yu could hear the evasion in her words, and didn't force it: "I heard that you have been very diligent recently, and I have nothing to advise you, don't tire yourself too much! The so-called definite number actually has no rules, it must be uncertain, It may not be fixed... just relax a little bit!"

Feng Jiu didn't answer right away, but said after a long time, "Yes, only by living can there be hope."