The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

Time is like water, tens of thousands of years are still in a hurry, not to mention how many days?

In the past few days, Gun Gun has brought news from the Six Realms to Donghua. Although there have been no major changes, the danger has not diminished, and everyone in the Heaven Realm is in panic.

Those immortal officials who expected Donghua to come forward to inquire about the news openly and secretly, in their words there were many questions about why the emperor was lazy, and there were also those who urged him to be the first in the world in a dignified way.

However, Donghua is very bearish. All beings in the six realms come and go, and some things are essentially the same.He didn't come here for praise, so why should he be so distracted by Cao Cao!Ah Li really should have put some thought into it, even people who practice Taoism are so busy, it shows how far "the way of heaven is not manifest"!The old god has ignored the world for 10 years, and the children of the younger generation may not know his methods, but it does not mean that they can tolerate without a bottom line.

Compared with Donghua's calmness, Gun Gun looked more like a ten-year-old boy at this time. He looked at his father restlessly, and asked over and over again: "Father, are you really going?"

Donghua seems to have seen the milk dumpling when he first met more than a thousand years ago. This is what he looked like when he overheard that he was about to return and was going to end the three poisons.On the drooping head, there are two listless buns, round cheeks showing frustration, big red eyes, small mouth tightly pursed, and the little meaty hands that still have dimples are holding him tightly. small objects, but stubbornly did not say a word.At that time, Xiao Tuanzi was reluctant to part with his father and was too embarrassed to say it, so he just snuggled into his arms and secretly grabbed the corner of his clothes, holding on for a long time.Even now that he is a husband and a father, in Donghua's eyes he is still that milky little dumpling.

Looking at the talented young man in front of him, he was quite relieved that "the son in my family has grown up".The mentality of this kind of old father is very subtle, but thousands of years ago, he still thought that he would die alone. Unexpectedly, God is full of surprises. Only with my own flesh and blood can I vividly understand the mysteries of the rotation and endless life of all things in the world.Even if everything they do at this moment is meaningless, if it can make them happy and comfortable, it is enough, and the inheritance has been imprinted from then on.

"If this matter hadn't been put on father's head, you would have known it a long time ago. Don't worry about it, this is the best arrangement!" Donghua patted Gunlun's shoulder, paused and said, "It's not too late, the time is set In two days!"

"So fast!" Gun Gun was surprised, but he also knew in his heart that this day would come sooner or later, and it should be sooner rather than later, but others were concerned about the survival of the six realms, but he had to worry about his father who was so light, "Your Has the injury recovered? Where is your mother..." God Bai Di, who had been calm for hundreds of thousands of years, was a little at a loss, and his reason told him that everything was actually up to his father's idea, but his anxiety made him have to face the possible consequences.

Donghua turned his back and left him a cold voice: "It's okay, you tell Ah Li, and the Six Realms will take care of you. If you have nothing else to do in the past two days, you don't need to come."

He chased Gun Gun away, but he himself sat in front of the case for a while.To set this date is to hope to cut the mess quickly, no matter how much you don't give up, you can't change the outcome, so it's better to harden your heart.It's just, Xiaobai...

Lowering his head and rubbing his fingers, the experienced old god was actually a little embarrassed.There are quite a lot of variables in the matter of getting rid of the breath of chaos, no matter what it is, it will not be an easy transition, and it is really inappropriate not to say a word, although he intends to avoid suspicion, he can't bear to let Xiaobai feel wronged.After much deliberation, I decided to take another trip the night before, so as not to cause more troubles in the long night dream.

In the evening of the next day, Donghua was in meditation to adjust his breath.

In the past few days, he has devoted himself to recuperating for the big plan, and he has only recovered [-]% to [-]% of his cultivation base with all his strength. Apart from that, he has made no progress, and his mood is naturally not high.

Since the return of Bihai Cangling, the old illness in his heart has been quite active, as if the floodgates have been opened, and there will be bursts of sharp pain after each nightmare, which seems to indicate some kind of omen, adding to his already ugly mood. I was very irritable, so I had no choice but to take a break.

In the silence, Donghua heard a thin scratching sound coming from outside the door, and a small voice calling: "Grandpa!"

Ann?How could he come here at this time?Donghua was a little surprised.

Gun Gun should have ordered that no one from Taichen Palace has come to disturb his quiet practice recently, and even An An was detained by You You, and he seldom saw each other.

After all, a little worried, Donghua opened the door to look.

The little man squatted outside the door, wanting to knock on the door but afraid of being disturbed, but just now Donghua was concentrating on adjusting his breath and didn't pay attention.He had been here for a while, his little hands were reddish, but no one answered him, his big eyes were foggy, and his mouth was flattened, looking very aggrieved.Seeing that the door finally opened, his eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed over to hug Grandpa's legs, and the two golden beans rolled down.

Different from this crybaby, Gun Gun and You You, one who forbears silence and the other loves to laugh when they were young, have never been able to make others cry. Donghua feels that there is really a lot of fun in teasing, so after coming here, he has a good feeling for An An. A bit indulgent, seeing him like this, I had no choice but to hug him to appease him.

The little boy hooked his grandfather's neck, and complained rather accusingly: "Grandpa, why haven't you played with An An recently? My father still didn't let An An come to you, saying that you need to rest, are you sick?"

Donghua grabbed the little baby's slightly fluffy bun, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Grandpa just has some things to do, so I can't accompany An An for the time being." He pinched An An's face, which had improved a lot, and felt Let me take some comfort, I hope this time I can succeed in one fell swoop, and I can win a lot of life for this child.

"Then when can I play with An An? An An still wants grandpa to teach me martial arts and techniques! My aunt said that grandpa is better than my father, and An An wants grandpa to teach me!" The childish little guy has already turned his mind to Elsewhere, he looks like a boy, always thinking about fighting and killing.It's just that this matter is hard to say. Donghua didn't want to make unnecessary promises, so he had to change the topic: "It's not that easy, we'll talk about it after you pass your father's test first!"

Unexpectedly, the little guy is quite sharp. He looked at Donghua with his dark eyes, tilted his head and questioned, "Isn't grandpa lying to me? Jiujiu said that grandpa is always lying!" He thought for a while and added, "Isn't it? Jiujiu is crying because grandpa lied to Jiujiu?"

An An called Feng Jiu "Jiu Jiu" just like Gun Gun when she was a child. It is said that it was Feng Jiu's own request, and she felt that "grandma" called her old.However, at this time, for Donghua, this was no longer the point.

"You said, she cried? When did it happen?" He frowned and asked An'an.

The little baby is still ignorant and ignorant: "Just now! I saw it when An An came."

Donghua paused, raised his eyes and asked, "...Where is she?"

An An felt that Grandpa's expression was very serious, and obediently kicked her calf off him, and took Donghua's hand to the garden.

There was no obstacle for the two of them to walk along the way, presumably they had already got rid of idlers and others.

After thirteen days of recovery, the back garden of Taichen Palace has lush vegetation and shadows of trees dancing, and it finally has a somewhat old look against the bright moonlight.

Not far away, a hexagonal pavilion made of white sandalwood stands quietly on the lotus pond, and the crystal floor, tables and stools glow in the night.In the pavilion sits a woman in plain clothes, with her back against the eaves pillar, one leg pressed on the stool, and the other leg hanging down on the ground, her posture is very casual.She stared at the bright moon and muttered something, then suddenly raised her hand, and Donghua Fang saw clearly that she was holding a flagon in her hand.

"Here, Jiujiu is right there!" An An tiptoed and pointed at the rickety figure in the pavilion to show the people behind him, but he suddenly stopped and pulled himself back a step, the little baby asked suspiciously He looked up at Donghua.

There was a faint scent of white sandalwood in the air, and a cloud drifted past, half covering the moonlight.

From An'an's point of view, seeing the little light jumping in Donghua's eyes, he held his palm tightly, and a cold voice sounded over his head like the moonlight like water: "An'an, go back and rest first! Can you still know the way?"

"I recognize it." An An saw Donghua's focused eyes on Jiujiu without looking at herself, thinking that the adults had something to say, so she let go of her hand obediently, and walked back by herself.Turning around a moon gate, he turned his head inadvertently, and saw that tall figure still standing there, he was still a little puzzled, but he never stopped.

Donghua stood quietly for a while, the night wind blew his clothes, the shimmering lights of Bodhi's death dotted the garden, a firefly stumbled and landed on his shoulder, and all he could see was the slender woman in the pavilion in front of him .

It seems that a long time ago, he also watched the little fox from a distance like this. She propped her head on the white crystal table and thought about her thoughts, until she was overwhelmed by purple sleepiness and became the party he retracted the armhole.

Hearing that An An said she was crying, he came before he could think about it.The brilliance of the Milky Way and the tranquility of the white sandalwood made him forget the gap between time and space for a while, but it was also the woman's murmur in the moonlight that woke him up. He remembered that he didn't have much time left, so he finally suppressed his hesitation and walked slowly towards Go to the pavilion.

The closer you get, the more you can smell the aroma of wine floating there, thick and mellow.

Donghua is not greedy for drinking, except for Feng Jiu, his preferences have always been indifferent, even if he prefers, he will not be addicted, so although there have been many good wines hidden in Taichen Palace, most of them have entered Feng Jiu's stomach.

All the foxes in Qingqiu love what they drink in their cups. The little fox used to harm Zheyan Niang's peach blossom drunkenness in his early years. He is not interested in marrying other treasures in Taichen Palace, but he has grasped the details of the wine in the warehouse early on, and pours himself when he is interested Self-drinking, or drinking together with Donghua is common.

Donghua loves to see her flushed cheeks and peach-blossom face the most, and he likes to see the little fox's daring and mischievous appearance after drinking too much, so he doesn't stop him.

There is only one thing, don't drink when you are in a bad mood.The so-called "worries are more worrying when drinking wine", Donghua prefers that she find him to deal with these sorrows instead of holding them in her heart.

However, Feng Jiu was obviously in a bad mood at this time.The jug in her hand was already empty, and she poured it into her mouth several times, staring at the already blurred Xingyue with her eyes, and slid to the side leaning on the eaves pillar, and she was about to fall off the stool.

The body is always more honest than the mind, and before Donghua had time to think about it, his arms stretched out to catch the man.

The blushing beauty tried to raise her head: "How do you say that poem? Raise your glass, invite the bright moon, meet each other, and form three people... Ha ha, now I remember, I remember a lot of poems!" She looked at There were still two teardrops on Donghua's shoulders and face, "That's right, a stupid fox who can't even understand 'Yeying strayed into the Galaxy'..."

Donghua habitually wanted to wipe away her tears, but realized that she was too intimate, so he adjusted his posture slightly, keeping half an arm's distance from her gentle body: "Why are you drinking here alone? Be careful of catching a cold!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiu was not as good as he wanted. She grabbed his chest and buried her face in it. She wiped away her tears and shrank back into his arms, muttering, "Why don't you come to accompany me?" Me! Donghua, I'm cold..."

Her unconscious approach made Donghua's figure a little stiff. He wanted to back away without a trace, but was hugged tightly by the little fox: "Don't go! You still have to go! I already know, do you want to go again?" Leave me behind!" Tears welled up in her big, round pupils.

"...I..." Donghua didn't know if she had noticed the clue, but he didn't know how to tell the difference.

"Last time, last time you left me like this, and then, you disappeared... You clearly know that I am, and I prefer to be with you!" She complained while thinking of sad things, and then put away Tears rolled down, and wept loudly, "You still told me 'take care', why did you tell me this! Donghua, don't you plan to come back at that time! Donghua——"

Feng Jiu became more and more excited as she spoke, she clenched her fist and beat his chest hard, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.Over the years, doubts have grown bigger and bigger in her heart, but she suffers from the fact that there is no one to complain to, and worries almost burn her to death.Is it true that her Donghua can't come back?She asked herself countless times, and hid in her shell countless times, until today she vomited out of drunkenness.Those words that I dare not think about but cannot think about, finally swept over like a wind knife and a frost sword, freezing the warmth and hurting myself mercilessly at the same time.

Donghua didn't know that there was such a past. In his inference, the man might have left here on his own initiative, but he didn't expect Xiaobai to know about it.He has always known that Xiaobai is independent and free-spirited, not as soft and soft as he looks on the outside, but such fortitude and forbearance still make him feel distressed.With what kind of mood did she survive 10 years!

The little fox was still sobbing and whispering: "Are you going to make up your own mind again! You left us alone and wanted to leave! Donghua, we don't care about the world, I only want you, I only want you !"

At this moment, Feng Jiu's long-standing grievances and anxiety turned into a torrent. She cried and trembled on his chest, her small face was pear-blossomed with rain, and she looked a little haggard from exhaustion.

Xiaobai has always understood righteousness, these words may have been lingering in her heart for a long time, otherwise she would not have said it easily, not only to him, but also to that person.Donghua's chest, which had been congested from the beginning, was even more wrinkled. He couldn't bear to hurt his Xiaobai, and that person should be the same.He finally reached out and hugged her, but he couldn't promise anything other than that.

The night wind was cold, and the person in his arms was twitching, feeling drowsy. Donghua hesitated, picked him up, and sent him back to the bedroom to rest.

Feng Jiuying's white face sank into the elegant bed, and she fell asleep with her brows frowned, with tears still on her face.

Donghua looked around, and there seemed to be no difference from what he remembered. The things he was used to were still in the old place, such as the incense burner with smoked white sandalwood, the tea cup made by himself, and the commonly used white jade hairpin.

On one side of the table, under a few wood carvings of foxes is a picture of "Nine Nine Cold Dispelling Pictures". There are ninety-nine and 81 flowers in a tree of old plums, most of which are dyed, and only the last two are pale. color.It can be seen that although it has been loved and cared for, this is not a new look.

The difference is that those objects that were changed for Feng Jiu's arrival are gone, such as: pink gauze curtains, beautiful screens, colorful flowers and plants... It seems that this place has returned to the dull Taichen Palace at the beginning. All his imprints are left, and the clean and clear outlines on each object and the thick luster that has been rubbed all the year round are just showing the master's heart.

He sat on the edge and pulled the brocade quilt for Feng Jiu.

It's not that he doesn't understand the situation of the two of them recently, but even if he understands, he can't do anything. He can't solve her knot, and she can't solve his.And the occasional loss of control is like drinking poison to quench thirst, the more you drink, the more you lose.They are people who feel sorry for each other and can't hug each other for warmth. They can only look at each other from a distance.

Donghua doesn't want this illusory Tumi, he wants to break it and go back, but he also wants to do something for Feng Jiu here before leaving.If the self who has never met can't come back, then at least return her to peace in the world!It was like, even if he couldn't go back, he only hoped that his Xiaobai was safe.

Now is not a good time, he thought it would be better to wait for her to come back tomorrow when she wakes up, anyway there should be a farewell.