I have a routine, male god

Ne Zha branch line

In Chentangguan, countless believers come and go to Nezha Temple to offer incense and pay homage, bustling and bustling.

A scholar was worried that he had no money to go to Beijing for the exam. He heard that the Nezha Temple here was very effective, so he walked in, hoping to meet a noble person who would help him to go to Beijing for the exam.

Seeing countless people making wishes, the scholar couldn't help sighing in his heart, how could the third prince notice me?

Suddenly, the scholar had an idea, since the third prince's wife is Fairy Hansu, and their love is stronger than gold, why don't I praise Fairy Hansu in front of the third prince, maybe the third prince will realize my wish when he is happy ?

So the scholar said: "Fairy Hansu is beautiful, unparalleled in the world, compassionate and sacred, and has a heart for the common people. She and the third prince are a perfect match!"

After making his wish, the scholar left Nezha Temple. A bag of gold fell from the roof of his house that night. He relied on this bag of gold to go to Beijing to take the exam and won the position of Tanhua. After returning, he specially made a golden body.

Since then, the secret of successful wishing has been spread among the world. Every time believers make a wish, they will wildly praise Fairy Hansu in front of Nezha Statue, which greatly increases the chance of the wish coming true.

On the bank of the East China Sea, Su Xi, dressed in neon clothes, was standing barefoot in the water to play, when suddenly a voice came from his ear: "Xixi!"

She looked back, and Nezha was standing behind her, smiling at her with open arms.

Su Xi lifted the hem of her skirt, ran over like a deer, and threw herself into Nezha's arms.

She smiled and said: "Look, this skirt is a gradient of blue and green, like sea water, with lotus flowers and Huntian silk embroidered on it, which is the same style ~ so that others will know that we are husband and wife!"

Nezha laughed. He hugged Su Xi, his eyes filled with happiness: "Why don't you embroider lotus leaves? Wouldn't that be better?"

Su Xi shook his head: "If you want to embroider, you can also embroider dragonflies. If you are a lotus, then I will be a dragonfly. We will stay together and never be separated!"

These words exploded in Nezha's mind like lightning, and he froze in place for an instant, as countless pictures flooded in like waves.

"It is said that sincerity leads to success, do you feel my sincerity?"

"Why are you so cute? Let me tell you, I grew up listening to your stories. Among the gods and Buddhas in the sky, you are my favorite!"

"At the Lantern Festival tonight, my cousin is missing, and only my daughter is wandering around, begging His Highness the Third Prince, who has boundless magic power, to accompany my daughter to the Lantern Festival!"

"Everyone calls you the third prince, what if you can't tell the difference? Yes, how about I call you the third brother?"

Every smile, every tear breaks through the heavy blockade of the law of heaven, and returns to Nezha's memory. From the first acquaintance to the final parting, everything is true, without omission.

The memories of the two lives overlapped, Nezha hugged Su Xi tightly, tears fell on her shoulders: "Xi Xi, I'm back..."

Sun Wukong branch

After a spring rain, the peach blossoms all over the mountain are blooming one after another. The deep red and light pink are connected into one piece, like the sea like the tide.

Under the peach blossom tree, Su Xi in white was weaving a garland, and a group of little monkeys were playing around her, chasing after each other, very happy.

Suddenly, a little monkey hooked its tail on a branch, hung it upside down, held a peach and handed it to Su Xi, and smiled innocently: "Ma'am! I picked the first peach this spring! Here it is for you!"

Su Xi took Tao Zi, and said gently: "Come down quickly, be careful not to fall."

The little monkey's tail was tightly hooked to the branch, and it dangled triumphantly: "No, this is our monkey's housekeeping skill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the branch broke with a snap. Su Xi exclaimed, and just as he was about to catch him, he grabbed the little monkey's nape with one hand.

Su Xi looked up, and the tall and tall Monkey King smiled and shook his head at the little monkey, and said helplessly, "You little monkey, it's such a joy to give birth to sorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Wukong put down the little monkey, and walked towards Su Xi amidst the monkeys and grandchildren shouting "King! King!", his golden hair shone like golden threads, and his smile was hearty and bright, as if all the light All concentrated on him, without a trace of haze.

A golden light flashed in Sun Wukong's hand, and he conjured up a pipa. He handed it to Su Xi and said, "Happy birthday."

The monkeys and grandchildren shouted at the same time: "I wish my wife a blessing like the East China Sea, and a long life than the South Mountain!"

Su Xi was overwhelmed with surprise. She took the pipa and played it fondly: "How do you know I like pipa?"

Sun Wukong said: "That day when you killed Qiongqi in Mount Li, you abandoned the Xuanshuang sword and killed Qiongqi with an ordinary pipa. At that time, I was thinking about finding an artifact to give you. This pipa is Made of hibiscus tree, it is comparable to Fuxiqin, do you like it?"

Su Xi said, "I like it! I like it so much!"

Monkey King asked: "How much do you like it?"

Su Xi blinked, and said, "I like you a little less than that!"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, with an unconcealable smile on his face, and the surrounding monkeys and grandchildren all booed "Oh~".

On the other side, Chen Xiang flew to Huaguo Mountain with the gift that his uncle asked him to give him. He really couldn't understand that his uncle hated the Monkey King so much, and whenever he was mentioned by the people next to him, he would turn cold. Face, why do you want to give his wife a birthday present?

As soon as he arrived at the foot of Huaguo Mountain, Chen Xiang saw a familiar person, who turned out to be the little fairy official in Hanguang Palace!

Both sides were holding gifts in their hands, looking at each other, Chen Xiang was full of question marks, what's going on?Doesn't the third prince Nezha also hate Monkey King?Even if he hates monkeys, why did he come to give gifts?

Chen Xiang and the little fairy officer went up the mountain with a monkey guarding the mountain gate, and saw a fairy with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a sweet smile. He was instantly amazed, it was so beautiful...

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xiang met the famous Monkey King again, and the other party showed a half-smile expression upon seeing him: "Heh! Yang Jian's nephew!"

Chen Xiang was very puzzled, when he was born, Monkey King had already brought his wife back to Huaguo Mountain to live in seclusion, how could he know who he is?

After the gift was delivered, Chen Xiang left Huaguo Mountain with Xiao Xianguan, above the clouds, Chen Xiang asked: "Why did the third prince ask you to give the gift?"

The little fairy official said in surprise: "Could it be that you don't know? Erlang God and the third prince both like Fairy Han Su!"

Chen Xiang couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? I have never heard my uncle mention Fairy Han Su! And if I really like it, why don't you come here in person?"

Xiao Xianguan looked at Chen Xiang silently, and shook his head earnestly: "You are still young, you will know in the future."

The figures of Chen Xiang and Xiao Xianguan disappeared into the sky, and soon after, a god dressed in black clothes appeared in the peach forest, looking at the depths of the peach forest beyond the reach of his eyes, with longing in his eyes.

A ray of light flashed, and the lotus boy with blood on his eyebrows appeared opposite him. They looked at each other, silently, and then left on the cloud at the same time.

How could the young and ignorant Chen Xiang know that the best way to love someone is not to disturb the other's happiness.

For so many years, although I have never mentioned your name again, I have always cherished you in my heart and never forgot...

Yangjian branch line

In the Zhenjun Palace, Yang Jian was sitting in front of the table reviewing the files. His favorite little girl was having fun with Xiao Tiangou, and secretly tied the corner of his clothes to the stool, thinking that he didn't know.

Yang Jian put down his pen, shook his head helplessly, his eyes were full of connivance.

At noon, the energetic little girl finally calmed down and lay down on the table to take a nap. Yang Jian unbuttoned the corner of her clothes and put his cloak on her body.

Su Xi sank deeper and deeper into her sleep. In a trance, she saw a plum grove full of blooming plum blossoms, sparse shadows and swaying fragrances. It was too beautiful to behold.

Su Xi shuttled among the plum trees, and saw a 15-year-old boy with handsome features and full of vigor, holding a little black dog in his arms.

When the young man saw Su Xi, he froze in place, and then asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar face, Su Xi smiled: "You don't know who I am, but I know who you are! You are Erlang of the Yang family, Yang Jian!"

As she spoke, she walked over to the boy Yang Jian, patted the little black dog's head, and asked, "Have you named it yet?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "I just picked it up under a tree just now, and it doesn't have a name yet."

Su Xi raised his head to look at him, his beautiful eyes sparkled with laughter, and he said softly, "How about calling it Xiaotiangou?"

Yang Jian's face turned red suddenly, he quickly lowered his head to look at the little black dog, and agreed, "Okay, this name is majestic."

Su Xi changed his mind, and said mischievously, "Ah! I suddenly changed my mind again, how about calling Wangcai?"

Yang Jian nodded again: "Not bad."

Su Xi said again: "What about Laifu? What about ingots? What about wealth?"

Yang Jian nodded and said hello, without principle or position.

Su Xi laughed. At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the Meilin in front of her disappeared. She heard the young man Yang Jian's shout: "Hey! Don't go! What's your name? Whose girl is it?"

When the screen changed, it was raining heavily all over the sky, and Yang Jian, who was in a mess, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, with only the roaring dog by his side: "Father! Mother! Big brother! Come back to life! Come back to life!"

There was blood all over the floor, and the entire Yang family was in a mess. The originally innocent and happy boy lost everything overnight.

Su Xi walked to Yang Jian's side, knelt down and hugged him.

The torrential rain drenched Yang Jian's whole body. He raised his head and glanced at Su Xi. His tears were mixed with the rain, and he couldn't distinguish clearly. At this moment, he was extremely fragile.

Su Xi patted him on the back lightly, and said, "Go to the Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain and worship Master Yuding as your teacher. Only when you have power can you change everything."

In an instant, the rain disappeared, and there was boundless wind and snow in front of him. Yang Jian trekked alone in the continuous snow-capped mountains to Jinxia Cave.

The thick snow covered his knees, making it difficult for him to move, and he accidentally fell to the ground.

Su Xi hurried over to help him up, but he stubbornly refused to help him. He struggled to stand up. His brows and eyes were no longer innocent, like a pine tree standing in the wind and rain. Nothing in the world can erase that kind of determination. his will.

Yang Jian asked: "Who are you? Why do you always appear by my side?"

Just as Su Xi was about to answer, the scene of the snow-capped mountains was immediately shattered. This time it was the young man Yang Jian, dressed in a black robe, with clear eyes, completely fading away from the youthful frivolity and freshness, like a piece of polished jade. quiet.

When Yang Jian saw Su Xi, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I have already left the teacher, and the master ordered me to go down the mountain to help King Wu defeat Zhou. I will start tomorrow."

Su Xi nodded: "I wish you prosperity in martial arts and smooth sailing!"

Yang Jian was silent for a while, then conjured up two jugs of wine and asked, "Can you drink?"

Su Xi took a jug of wine and said, "One jug is fine."

Under the starlight, Yang Jian and Su Xi drank one glass after another, but when the wine was finally exhausted, the moment Su Xi put down the glass, Yang Jian looked at her and pleaded: "I won't ask who you are anymore, you Can you not go?"

Just as Su Xi didn't know how to answer, everything in front of her eyes disappeared. At the same time, she felt that the dream was about to wake up.

A grand starlight bloomed in front of my eyes, shining like diamonds. In the depths of the sea of ​​stars, Yang Jian in black clothes and silver armor stood quietly in place, as if standing on a reef in the sea, resolute and powerful.

At this moment, he is no longer the naive Erlang of the Yang family. He has gone through the battle of conferred gods, split the mountain to save his mother, and entered the heaven.

Yang Jian looked up at Su Xi, and didn't even dare to take a step towards her. He said, "I haven't seen you in 150 years..."

Su Xi suddenly lost his voice.

Yang Jian continued: "I know who you are now, you are another Yang Jian's wife, right?"

Su Xi nodded.

Yang Jian smiled, but there was a trace of sadness in this smile: "Life is like a big dream, but I don't know if it is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou. Is this your dream or mine? Dream?"

Su Xi shook his head: "I don't know."

Yang Jian looked at Su Xi deeply, with reluctance and love in his eyes, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance in his memory forever: "You are about to wake up, you must remember that there is another Yang Jian in this world." I love you, cherish you..."

A tear fell from the eyes of the sacred and majestic God of Justice, and the dream suddenly shattered.

Su Xi woke up, tears streaming down his eyes, Yang Jian walked over and asked anxiously: "Xi Xi, what's wrong with you?"

Su Xi shook his head, but didn't speak, his mind was full of the eternally lonely Judicial God standing in the depths of the star sea.