Pauline's fellow--Moon Rabbit

At the end of June, almost July.Yuzhu Peak is undulating, and the peak is frozen all year round. From a distance, it looks like an ice dragon flying high in the sky, which is gorgeous and colorful under the sunshine.The snow in June on Yuzhu Peak is a spectacle in the world.

The scorching sun was in the sky, the willows by the lake were sultry, and the cicadas were chirping, making people drowsy.There is no breeze on the surface of the lake, and there are no waves in the lake.There are endless hectares of green leaves and red flowers, layer upon layer.The green leaves are uneven in height, the tall ones stand against the scorching sun, and the short ones cover the sunlight that leaks from between the leaves, so that one side is cool and cool.In this cool and cool place, fish are swimming and frogs are jumping.Nuwa Palace is a scene of midsummer in the world.

Spring blossoms and autumn fruits, summer is warm and winter is cool, Nuwa Palace changes seasons with the world.What Fuxi misses the most is the days when he and Nuwa were in the same heart and loved each other in the world.

When Fuxi came back, he saw Yang Jian standing under the scorching sun, dressed in white and holding an ink fan, and did not avoid it at all.The sun is so big that even a fairy body will feel hot.It's not appropriate for him to just bask in the sun like that.Fuxi wanted to go forward to persuade him, but he didn't expect that the closer he was to Yang Jian, the cooler he would be.Standing beside him is even more cool and refreshing, the scorching sun has become a decoration.It turned out that Yang Jian had been prepared for a long time.Fuxi secretly scolded himself for worrying about nothing, when did Cocoon become the kind of person who was so boring that he wanted to torture himself?

He fanned once and for all.He is not hot at all, this is his habitual action when he thinks about something.Although the man was right in front of him, Fuxi couldn't figure out what he was thinking.Compared with the past, Cocoon's mind is much deeper and more secretive.

"What are you doing?" Fuxi asked.

Fuxi thought that Yang Jian would not answer him, but Yang Jian said, "Try on clothes."

Do you have to try clothes under the scorching sun?Fuxi looked suspiciously at the white clothes on Yang Jian's body, at first glance, he saw that they were no different from what he was wearing in the past.But if you take a closer look, there is a silvery luster, but it is neither gold nor silver.The roots are soft and tough, even rarer than Tencel.The layers are repeated, the weaving method is varied, and the precision is extremely high. The whole garment is completed in one go without cutting and sewing.The universe is hidden inside, Taoism works mysteriously, ten thousand dharmas are not afraid, and magic soldiers are not invaded, which is even more rare.The dark pattern embroidery is complicated and unique, and it is ingenious.Such clothes, I am afraid that the first embroiderer and Weaver Girl in the sky will not be able to make the second one.

"Chang'e made it?" Fuxi was surprised.Without waiting for Yang Jian to answer, he nodded and said, "It's really hard work."

Luna has been weaving for 20 years, how extraordinary it is.

Fuxi summoned his supernatural power and attacked Yang Jian in surprise.As he expected, the yin and yang gossip on the clothes cleverly dispelled his divine power.Fuxi summoned his natal magic weapon, the Yellow Dragon Sword, which was as fast as light and lightning, and stabbed at Yang Jian.Suddenly there was a burst of light, and a screen of light suddenly appeared. After the sword paused, Yang Jian reacted and ran away.Fu Xi split the screen of light with his sword, forcing Yang Jian to go.As soon as he was about to hit the vital point, a strong light burst out. He didn't guard against it, and his eyes were dazzled. The tip of the sword seemed to have stabbed something hard, and there was a moment of stagnation.

Such a short moment is enough for Yang Jian.He dodged unhurriedly to avoid Fuxi's sharp sword.An Ran landed on the lotus leaf in the lake, and said sharply: "Have you played enough?"

Fuxi smiled mischievously: "Trying on clothes!"

Fuxi's fighting power is stronger than him, and he used all his strength just now.If it wasn't for Chang'e's clothes, he couldn't have escaped so easily.

"It's not easy to find an opponent like me!" As soon as the words fell, Fu Xi pressed forward with the Yellow Dragon Sword.Yang Jianliang's three-pointed and two-edged spears meet head-on, fearless.

Coincidentally, the opponents will use their own methods, and their wisdom and tactics are equal.Both Fu Xi and Yang Jian proved the Tao by strength, this is a contest of pure strength, and there is no chance of luck.The two boundless divine powers joined each other, covering the clouds to avoid the sun, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, the heavy burden was overwhelming, the earth collapsed, crushed by the divine power, and Nuwa Shrine disappeared into nothingness.The aftermath spread, and the Three Realms trembled.

There was too much trouble, Yang Jian and Fuxi exchanged glances and stopped at the same time.Standing in the void, all are safe and sound.

With a wave of Fuxi's hand, the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams formation appeared on the ground, and the Nuwa Palace was pulled up from the ground.It's a pity that there are no more creatures annihilated in the surge of divine power.Yang Jian opened his eyes and chanted the ancient mantra, all the creatures around him were revived, and Nuwa's palace was revived.

The sun is scorching hot, the lake is full of green leaves and red flowers, fish swim leisurely under the lotus leaves, and a frog sticks out its long tongue, and a green grasshopper that has just leaped into the air is swept into its belly by it.Standing beside the lake are two figures, one white and one white, standing like orchids and jade trees, smiling like a bright moon in the bosom, with unique demeanor.Among the blue waves, there are five-color koi lingering in their reflections.

Everything was as good as ever, as if the sky had just collapsed and the earth was shattered, and the terrifying scene of the Asura field was an illusion.

Fuxi looked at the sky, the clouds were high, the clouds were towering, and the clouds were gray.

He turned to Yang Jian and said, "Do you want to avoid the rain?" Before Yang Jian could answer, he went to avoid the rain.

In Russia, it was raining cats and dogs.Fuxi looked at Yang Jian under the eaves, and when the heavy rain poured, his hair and clothes were wet, it was miserable.

Fuxi held an umbrella and approached Yang Jian.He looked like a drowned chicken, and looked at his soaked white clothes with a rather surprised expression.Fuxi laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that this clothes can protect against everything, except the rain. Did Chang'e do it on purpose or on purpose."

Yang Jian gave Fuxi a vicious look, grabbed the bamboo bone paper umbrella from him, and walked away.

The rain came and went quickly, and a rainbow bridge was erected in the sky.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

The lotus leaves are infinite, and the lotus flowers are different.

This beautiful scenery of water and mountains is exactly the beauty of West Lake.

……

A blue dragon shadow flashed across the sky, and Yang Jian smiled inscrutablely.

Here it comes.

Life is like a drama, some people get into the drama too deeply.

……

Outside Nuwa Palace, Cun Xin stood in front of the gate, hesitating.To be honest, she didn't even know how she got here.

She was also present for the great changes in Donghuang Daze.Yang Jian challenged the God of Creation, Shenwei, defeated the Jade Emperor Tathagata, and overwhelmed all the gods, ghosts and monsters present. She still remembers it deeply.Following the decree of the Creator God, she is also one of the stoppers. Yang Jian's divine power is terrifying. She still feels chills all over her body when she recalls it now, and her hairs stand on end.

In addition, she also heard, Yang Jian's roar, return me to Chang'e.In addition, there were rumors that Chang'e died, and Yang Jian was so sad that he abandoned his official position.However, later, Heng'e flew to the moon, and Palace Mistress Guanghan returned to the throne, and the rumors were self-defeating.She also clarified the rumors that Heng'e abandoned Houyi and remarried Yang Jian.Heng'e's official statement is that Yang Jian married her moon rabbit Suyue, not Heng'e.This Master Zhenjun has a strange temper and has always disdain to explain to the world.Zhenjun Erlang resigned from office because he took her family Moon Rabbit to travel around strange mountains and great rivers.

Baihua Fairy, Sanshengmu, Princess Yaoji, Queen Mother, Jade Emperor, Avalokitesvara, Tathagata all testified for Heng'e, and Hou Yi, who ascended to heaven on the same day as Chang'e, also stood up to support Heng'e.Now, who in the Three Realms dare not believe it.It's just a little strange, why didn't Hang'e continue to be called Chang'e, but changed her name back to Hang'e.After thinking about it, Heng'e was originally her original name, and she changed it back to her original name, and the person who gave it the name, the Queen Mother, didn't object, so why not?

Cun Xin doesn't believe their tricks at all.Chang'e died and was killed by Fuxi.Yang Jian suddenly disappeared in the Three Realms, and he came to seek revenge from Fu Xi.She only believed in her own inference.

No matter how wise and brave Yang Jian is, and his divine power is invincible, how could he beat the Creator God Fuxi?

Yang Jian might have been killed by Fuxi, thinking of this possibility.Cun Xin was restless, always worried about Yang Jian.In the West Sea, tossing and turning, not knowing what to eat, walking dead every day.She made up her mind that she must try to find out, to know whether Yang Jian was dead or alive.

In one go, she fled from the West Sea and went straight to the Nuwa Palace in Kunlun Mountain.If there is another place to find Fuxi who has left the Three Realms, it must be Nuwa Palace.Cun Xin is going to try his luck.

But when she reached the gate of Nuwa Palace, she hesitated again.If Yang Jian died, she would collect his body and avenge him.If Yang Jian didn't die, she would sacrifice herself to protect her and never let Fu Xi hurt Yang Jian.These are beyond doubt.

But when she saw Yang Jian, how should she explain to him that she was reckless and sent her to die?This made her very difficult.He knew Yang Jian well, he definitely didn't want to hurt her, and would try every means to drive her away.In this world, Chang'e is the only person he is not afraid of getting involved.

When I was struggling to think of a good plan.The door of Nuwa Palace opened, and Yang Jian came out from the door.Yang Jian?No, although they look alike, they are by no means him.Having been married to him for a thousand years, she will never admit the wrong person like she did back then.

Who is he then?Why do they look so similar to Yang Jian?Cun Xin thought to herself.

When the man saw her, he smiled warmly. "I know you, Cun Xin." The voice was like a spring in the mountains, clear and pleasant.

"You are?" Cun Xin pretended to recall.

"Fuxi." The man added with a slight smile. "We haven't met, you have forgotten me."

Cun Xin was shocked, Yang Jian's number one enemy was right in front of her.Fuxi is still fine, so something happened to Yang Jian, right?

"Cun Xin, why did you come to my Nuwa Palace?" Fuxi clasped his hands, looked at Cun Xin, and asked playfully.

What can I say?Cun Xin held back for a long time, but couldn't hold back a word.

Fuxi waited for a long time, but Cun Xin didn't say why.He changed his position and waited patiently.

"God King, has Yang Jian been here?" Cun Xin decided to check Fu Xi's tone first.

"So, you came to look for him." Fuxi suddenly realized. "Look at my memory, I forgot that you were his ex and still love him quite a lot now."

Fuxi said so frankly what was on his mind, he felt ashamed.But she was very worried about Yang Jian, and quickly overcame her timidity, facing Fuxi and asking, "Is he still there?"

"Yes, of course." Fuxi replied repeatedly.He tilted his head and roared in: "Yang Jian, your ex-wife is here to see you." Turning around, he said with relief, "Wait a little bit, he'll be here soon."

The King of God suddenly took good care of her, and Cun Xin was flattered.

Soon, Yang Jian, dressed in black, strode out.

"Yang Jian, are you alright?" When Cun Xin saw Yang Jian, she pulled him and asked with great concern.

Yang Jian looked at it, and felt a little uncomfortable with Cun Xin's hand on his arm.

"What can he do with me?" Fu Xi asked Cun Xin strangely. "Can I still eat him?"

After careful inspection, Yang Jian was unscathed, and Cun Xin felt relieved.She pulled Yang Jian aside and asked, "Are you going to kill Fuxi?"

Yang Jian looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

"How sure are you?" Cun Xin asked self-consciously.

"You two, in front of the client, conspired to kill him. Is it really okay?"

Cun Xin turned her head, startled.Fuxi stood behind them with arms folded, looking at them playfully.

Compared with Cun Xin's fuss, Yang Jian is much calmer.He gave Fuxi a light look, and walked away.The king of gods dare to show him color, he is indeed the extremely arrogant Yang Jian.

Cun Xin wanted to follow, but was blocked by Fuxi at the gate of Nuwa Palace.Angrily said: "Be clear, why did Yang Jian kill me?"

"Why? You killed Chang'e." Cun Xin gritted her silver teeth and said bitterly.

"Chang'e?" Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then understood.Sort out the ins and outs of the matter: "I killed Chang'e, so Yang Jian wanted to kill me to avenge Chang'e. However, Yang Jian couldn't beat me. You were worried about his safety, so you came to him."

He looked at Cun Xin and smiled meaningfully.Taking the initiative to step aside, there was something in the words: "Actually, Chang'e is not that important to him."

Cun Xin gave him an unfriendly look, and went into Nuwa Palace to find Yang Jian.

……

Cun Xin found the abandoned kitchen of Nu Wa Palace for many years, repaired the dilapidated kitchen, kneaded, kneaded, pulled the noodles, prepared seasonings, cooked the noodles, and finally cooked a bowl of longevity noodles after half a day.

Holding the steaming longevity noodles, she excitedly went to find Yang Jian.Meeting Fuxi on the way, Fuxi kindly told her that Yang Jian was in Lanyue Pavilion.

At this time, Yang Jian was watching the moon from the top of the moon-lanning loft.He sat on the beam and looked at the bright moon.This pavilion was built by cocoons, and it rises more than a thousand feet high, and it can pick up the sun and the moon.Cocoon just wants to be closer to the dumpling.Inside the pavilion is the cocoon's collection of books. Recently, Yang Jian is reviewing one book at a time.

Cun Xin saw Yang Jian sitting on the high roof, staring at the jade plate in the sky bewilderedly.The situation is changing, and the world is unpredictable.Xin Tiantiao was born, Yao Ji came back, Yang Jian fulfilled his long-cherished wish for a family reunion, and got his wish to marry Chang'e, but Chang'e died suddenly again. Everything has changed in these years.

Cun Xin let out a long sigh, he was really infatuated.Cun Xin turned into a green dragon, flew up to the roof, and landed beside Yang Jian, quietly watching the moon with him.

After a while, Yang Jian turned his head to Cun Xin and said, "Let's go down!"

"Okay." Cun Xin smiled brightly.For no other reason, Yang Jian was finally willing to speak to her.

Yang Jian smiled gently, pulled Cun Xin and flew down to Lanyue Pavilion together.Cun Xin looked at Yang Jian's side face, the outline was clear, and her heart beat faster.She really loves this man!

As soon as she landed, Yang Jian let go of her, turned and left.Cun Xin hurried to catch up.

"I prepared a bowl of longevity noodles for you."

Yang Jian stopped and looked at her inexplicably.

"Did you forget? Today is June 26, Erlang's birthday." Cun Xin reminded.

"Birthday?" Yang Jian struggled to recall this trivial matter that he always ignored.I am very regretful, why I didn't make good use of it at the beginning, let Chang'e give a gift, or come to have a banquet and so on.

Cun Xin was thinking, during the time they were together, every year on his birthday, she would always cook him a bowl of longevity noodles.But he couldn't see it, and the next day, she came back to feed the Xiaotian dog.After reconciling with Yang Jian, Cunxin shut herself in Xihai. Every year on June 26, she would habitually cook a bowl of longevity noodles and eat them by herself.

She cooks every year, at least one bowl should be sent out!Otherwise, she would have failed too.Thinking about it, her eyes turned red.She turned her head away to prevent Yang Jian from seeing her cry.

Yang Jian also remembered that every year on this day, Cun Xin would prepare a bowl of longevity noodles for him, no matter how much they quarreled.Looking at Cun Xin's cold bowl of longevity noodles, I really lost my appetite.He thought, he has never had a chance with Changshou Noodles.

By the way, when is Chang'e's birthday?Yang Jian thought of it suddenly.

"I don't even know Chang'e's birthday!" Yang Jian closed his eyes and said in pain.

Tears welled up in Cun Xin's eyes, but her longevity noodles were still ignored.Wiping away tears, she smiled at Yang Jian: "Isn't it Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th?"

"How could it be her birthday that day? It was the most painful day for her! Don't be joking." Yang Jian said displeased.

"I don't even know Chang'e's birthday!" Yang Jian was heartbroken and shed tears.

Cun Xin couldn't hold back the tears.Chang'e, Chang'e, why is Chang'e always the only one in Yang Jian's eyes? It took her 1000 years to get into his heart, and she couldn't get into his heart even with the understanding and companionship of his heart when he was most difficult.

Cun Xin wiped away the tears on her face, and smiled: "It's understandable that you don't remember my birthday. But why can't you remember Chang'e's birthday?"

"I don't know." When Cun Xin asked, Yang Jian's head was muddled.Chang'e never told Yang Jian when her birthday was.Yang Jian didn't know, it was normal.There is no other reason, she doesn't know herself, how can she tell others.

"Yang Jian, do you really love Chang'e?"

You don't choose what you say. "Perhaps, what Fuxi said is right, Chang'e is not that important to you."

"What did you say? It's not important." Yang Jian roared out of control. "Chang'e is my life, I can't live without her."

Hearing this, Cun Xin just thought it was funny. "Chang'e is dead."

"But...you are still alive and well. You don't even hate Fuxi who killed Chang'e." She felt uncomfortable and couldn't help spitting out sharp swords at Yang Jian, as if she would be happy as long as she could hurt him badly.

"Admit it! Your love for Chang'e is not love at all." Cun Xin added fuel to the fire.

"You think I still want to live." While speaking, Yang Jian gathered spiritual power in his palm and slapped his sky cap. He actually wanted to commit suicide for Chang'e.

"Yang Jian, don't." Cun Xin grabbed Yang Jian's hand and begged.

"Yang Jian, stop." Fuxi appeared in time.Yang Jian glanced at Fuxi, his eyes were a little clearer, and then he stopped.He shook off Cun Xin's hand, turned and left.

After Yang Jian left, Fuxi said to Cun Xin: "Be patient, one day he will understand. In fact, he never loved Chang'e at all." After speaking, Fuxi left quietly.Cun Xin was still looking at the direction Yang Jian was leaving, crying uncontrollably.