The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

Since the last "drunk" incident, An An and Donghua have become a little more familiar, and the little guy always clings to his grandfather, as if he feels very comfortable following him.

It's interesting to say that Donghua has always been unsmiling, cold and indifferent in the eyes of everyone in the Six Realms, but for some reason, the children in the family never find him difficult to get along with, and one or two climb up on him. Even An'an is like this.

Gun Gun and You You are sons and daughters after all, because of their different temperaments, one is more elegant and the other is more cheerful.When I arrived at An'an's place, I only met for a few days, but it seemed as if I had been with you for a long time. She usually smiled innocently at Donghua with her expressionless little face. "Grandpa" is becoming more and more adept at calling, and acting like a baby is becoming more and more practiced, except that Donghua is not allowed to enter the inner room when he is recuperating, and he has to follow him when he eats and sleeps. Every day when Gun Roll came to see him, he was surprised and suspected that his son had been transferred.

Recently, An An's little tail has been staring at Donghua very closely.Donghua was helpless and funny, he didn't know how this child was so close to him, but it made the loneliness that had been lingering in his heart a little bit less.Because Feng Jiu said that An An was weak, Donghua felt more pity for the child, and was very tolerant of many things.

However, with this little baby in the middle, there are some things that he and Feng Jiu are not easy to talk about. Although the current state of the two of them does not have much expectation, whether they have the opportunity and whether they can speak are two different things.

On this day, An An somehow wanted to go to the Fantuoli Pond outside the Taichen Palace, and took her grandfather to go with him.Donghua saw that the little guy was in good spirits, so he didn't stop him.

Obviously this is not the first time An An has come here, he led Donghua to the pavilion.The location of the gazebo is still the same as it was hundreds of thousands of years ago, the rules are slightly different, it seems that it has been renovated, but the pool of white lotus in front of me is still like the one I saw when I first came here, scattered and decadent.Since the white lotus in Fendoli Pond is transformed by the human heart, it is not known whether the people here are extraordinarily depressed, or the breath of the heaven and earth infiltrated the people's hearts.

"Grandpa, was this also like this before?" Donghua was thinking, but An An raised his head and asked him.

"An'an has been here?" Donghua didn't answer directly, but asked a question instead.

"Well, my father brought me here, and he said that Fendolichi used to be much more beautiful than this." An An replied.

"That's true. In the past, the white lotus in the pond bloomed more plumply and neatly, and there were many rare birds and animals hanging around here..." Donghua said while recalling his relationship with Feng Jiu, Gun Gun, You You Those pasts by Fendoli Pool, although Fendoli Pond was not the main character in those past events, he still remembered the scene of big and small foxes wandering by the pool in the sky full of rosy clouds, the beautiful phoenix feather flowers between the small white foreheads, the little fox The jubilant figures of the cubs, along with their smiles, were deeply imprinted in his mind.

An An leaned halfway on him and listened earnestly, and Donghua was slightly moved by a fascinated expression on his slightly pale face.

The former Fendoli Pool was not only beautiful in the clear water, lotus leaves and white lotus in the pool, but also in the breeze by the pool, tree shadows and insects, fireflies and stars, waves and rainbows. It was a living picture. Picture scrolls, poems of life.

Therefore, as an old fairy who doesn't go out much, he is willing to fish among the flowers and trees, rest in the light and shadow, and feel the thriving vitality around him without opening his eyes. He hears the movement of life in peace .

Compared with the lotus ponds in the mortal world, today's Fendoli Pond is outstanding, but if there is any difference from before, it is probably that it is no longer vigorous, the breath of life has been weakened, and the flowing beauty is gradually It was stagnant, and there were fewer traces of birds and beasts by the pool, and the clear sky was slowly mottled, as if it was slowly coming to an end.

In the past few days, Donghua has explored many places while resting, but no matter how many times, it is just a confirmation of his intuition when he first came.

That day, he scanned the six realms with his spiritual consciousness in a state of mind agitation, and already found many clues, but at that time he was still immersed in the shock of crossing the huge time gap, and he didn't have time to think about these changes one by one.

Looking back, the withered white lotus, the withered Jambudvipa, even the deserted Kunlun Xu, and the desolate blue sea Cangling all have some kind of connection.The much less anger in the Six Realms than before may be the result of what they call "the catastrophe of chaos", and it is also the root cause of all this.

Although he was not in his own world, since he had come so strangely, he had to figure out something to find his way back, which forced him to move forward.Moreover, even if these familiar people in front of him were not his real family members, he could not abandon them.

Seeing Donghua staring at a pool of lotus in a daze, An An stopped even the hand stroking his hair, and couldn't help shaking his arm: "Grandpa, what are you thinking?"

Donghua bowed his head, looking into the little baby's clear eyes with concern.Well, even for this child, he has to do something.He has already planned two things, one is to find out the cause of the "chaos catastrophe", and the other is to try to make up for the impact of the "chaos catastrophe".I originally planned to take the first one first, but now it seems that it doesn't have to be rigid in order.

Thinking of this, Donghua stroked An An's soft and thin hair, and asked, "An An, do you want to see the former Fendoli Pool?"

Before the little boy could answer, a shiny jade flute appeared in his palm, and after tens of thousands of years, the familiar melody he never forgot sounded again by the Fendoli Pool.

Donghua recalled that clear afternoon, when the little fox and the fox cubs were jubilantly coming and going on a pool of green lotus, the fox cub's fluffy paws quickly passed the huge dew-stained lotus leaves, and the different-colored hair was shining in the sky. It is full of luster; Xiaobai's soft waist is graceful and graceful, and clusters of gorgeous flower bunches bloom in the misty mist.Along with the haze, it is not only their laughter, but also their expectations for the future and eternal yearning.

Today, he still remembers the song like a new one, but for others, he does not know how many curtains it has penetrated.It is time, or time, which precipitates certain characteristics and washes away certain imprints.The melodious tune is tainted with nostalgia, gently touching the heartstrings of the listener, and a touch of melancholy appears in the intoxication.

The young An An still couldn't count the stacked emotions. He only felt that with the soothing sound of the flute, a heart swelled up, as light as if it had wings, and it flew up thousands of miles in the wind, stretching in the warm spring breeze. With hands and feet, the limbs are slowly surging with vitality.It was the feeling of passing across the blue sky for the first time, it was the feeling of riding the wind and waves for the first time, it was the feeling of the stars above the head stepping on the earth, and the feeling of traveling in all directions, he wanted to cheer, he wanted to shout loudly, he wanted to hold back Heartbeat gushing out of the cavity.

"Grandpa!" There were two blushes of excitement on his little face, starlight rippling in his dark eyes, he stretched out his arms involuntarily and waved them, and his eyes widened childishly because of the strange scene in front of him at the next moment. Cover your mouth.

The sluggish white lotus in the Fendoli Pond suddenly moved, and those soft stalks that were drooping their heads got some help, and slowly straightened their backs; Condensed; sporadic white lotus poked out delicate buds from among the densely packed lotus leaves, riding on the rising mist, slowly revealing layers of insides.As if in a breath, the time here was reversed, the pool woke up from a long sleep, and the decadent air of dusk was swept away.

The fairyland filled with vitality fills the sky above the Fendoli Pool, as if it is not enough, and with the lingering sound of the flute, it overflows the sparse grass and trees by the pool, climbs up the gray wall of the Taichen Palace, and spreads out in all directions. .If you listen carefully, you should be able to hear the slight rattling sound of the two Jambudvipa plants inside the gate of the Taichen Palace. They also seemed to have suddenly sensed that the branches were bare, and hurriedly twirled and germinated. A thick green has become in the room.Then there are Bodhi Rebirth, Worry-Free Tree, Sala Tree...

The thirteen-day change of heaven and earth has already alarmed everyone in Jiuchongtian, and a group of figures loomed out of Taichen Palace, the leaders being Feng Jiu and Youyou.

Youyou took the lead and ran a few steps forward, still muttering: "I'll just say it's my father!" She looked at the changed Fendolichi with shining eyes, and rushed forward childishly, listening to Donghua's music ending with reverence .He hugged the dancing little nephew again, and said, "Look, An'an, this is the Fendoli Pond that my aunt and your father saw when they were young, and there are still thirteen days left."

Feng Jiu was in a daze. She knew it was Donghua when she heard the sound of the flute, and she vaguely guessed what he was doing when she saw the growth of grass and trees along the way, but for some reason, her feet seemed to be tense, always blocking her. Okay, a heart that wants to fly seems to be pulled by an invisible rope, only accompanied by twists and turns.

She and Youyou walked from the gate of the palace, although they only saw a figure standing by the pool playing the flute indifferently, but it brought her back countless days and moons ago, the same flute sound, different mood, she listened to Out of his thoughts, she also felt her own sorrow, even if she walked so slowly, it was still not enough for her to think about the next conversation.

A pool of light smoke is slow, faintly entering the heart.The thick celestial lake stimulated the misty water vapor, and the mist licked the figure nearby, his jade-white clothes sometimes blended with it, and sometimes showed his true face from the mist, making people wonder if he was in an illusion.

He was so close to her, but only three or five steps away; he was so far away from her, as if his familiar figure would disappear in the mist in the next second. "Donghua..." Feng Jiu took a few quick steps, stretching out her hand involuntarily from the plain clothes, eager to grab the person in front of her.

After the sound of the flute was over, Donghua slowly turned his head as if he had just realized it. His eyes reflected Bibo's shadowy shadows, his voice was low and soft, and a slender and powerful hand covered him: "Do you like it, Xiaobai?"

One sentence made Feng Jiu almost shed tears, her fingers held by Donghua seemed to be burning, from the fingertips all the way to the whole palm, feeling sour and sweet in her heart, she forgot to care whether she should take it back or not.

It was night, and Donghua sat alone in the hall, seeing no one left and right, he stretched out his palm from the hanging sleeve to look carefully.

He came to this world, perhaps because he is not a person here, or maybe his spells have a special effect on this place. In short, there are various signs that it seems that he will cause some kind of reaction after using his cultivation base.

Even though he used a heavy method to repair the seal, he was only finishing the work because Gun Gun and You You had cast spells beforehand, and the cost was not too high.

Later, when I used my spiritual consciousness to browse the six realms, it took a lot of cultivation, but because I couldn't control my emotions, I ignored the physical differences during the period.

It was only recently that some discoveries were made during careful investigation.Today at the Fendoli Pool, he had a feeling in his heart and gave it a try.It is certainly true to fill the world with life, but it is a huge project, and it cannot be accomplished overnight. Restoring the Fendoli Pool is just asking for directions, and there are several considerations in it. As expected, he tried something.

When Feng Jiu approached, he didn't turn his head to greet her in time, but was actually observing his hand.

When the sound of the flute stopped, he felt something strange in his left hand. After a slight numbness, the fingertips went down to the wrist, and disappeared as if they had been blinded.The connected arms are still there, the touch of the fingertips is still there, the connection of the meridians is still there, the flesh and blood are still covered under the flesh, but they know that the hand exists, but they can neither see nor touch it.

He was frowning and staring at his missing left hand, and when he heard Feng Jiu's footsteps coming from behind, he covered his sleeve to cover it without any trace, flipped his right hand, and grabbed Feng Jiu's hand first, Feng Jiu was rarely seen by him Actively attracted, under the ups and downs of mood, he didn't notice his left hand behind his back.

After he took Feng Jiu back to the hall, comforted everyone, and checked when no one was there, he found that the "disappeared left hand" was intact again at some point.

Just like this, he opened his five fingers and closed his fist, checked over and over again, but found nothing unusual in the well-balanced palm. If he was not sure, he would almost doubt that everything just happened did not happen.

This matter came and went quickly, revealing a bit weird.He has not been injured so far, but Donghua is not sure whether the same thing will happen again and again, if it happens, he will recover under any circumstances, or there will be different results under different situations.But these are not the point.

Reminiscent of the experience of coming here, he always feels that all kinds of things in this world are guiding him to a certain path. Whether he wants to or not, he will return here after going around.He also thought it was a bit funny, because the so-called "secret" plan for him was actually something he had made up his mind to do. He knew that there were other depths in it, but he couldn't break it, and he couldn't understand the crisis here. How to find your own way out?Since it coincides with each other, there is no need to worry about anything!