General Zhiyi

The fall of Jian You certainly caused an uproar in the heavens. As the master of the instigator Yu Zixiu, Tang Jingxu was inevitably invited by Emperor Wen Junqing to drink tea for a day and a night. Tang Jingxu hesitated for a moment, but still planned to take the initiative to go to the Hall of Emperor Wu to plead guilty before Jun Kun opened his mouth.

In any case, Yu Zixiu's reckless behavior is more or less due to his inaction. As a master, it is inevitable that he should be given the title of "the disciple has no way". For Tang Jingxu, these The words behind the non-painful and non-itchy words naturally followed the wind, and it passed away.

He understood Yu Zixiu's hatred, so he was unwilling to stop it. Besides, it was the grievance between Yu Zixiu and Jian You, and he felt that he had no room to intervene.

The reason why Bai Zhou was not allowed to go was because he still knew Yu Zixiu well, and he was sure that Yu Zixiu would do anything to kill Jian You, but he couldn't guarantee that Bai Zhou would be able to stop him, and he didn't want to drag Bai Zhou into the water.

As for Jian Xi and the people of Ying Guo, it is because he knows that, stripping away the layer of hatred for Jian You, the hearts of his three apprentices are benevolent, and they are not really determined to slaughter them all. But that was just a hurdle, so when he opened his mouth, it was considered as letting each other go.

"Jian, I haven't talked about you yet, can you give me a good face?" Jun Qing picked up the teacup with a light smile, and glanced lightly at Tang Jingxu.

Hearing his words, Tang Jingxu paused just as he left the chair, then fell down again, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I'd rather you say a few words about me, than laugh with you here. This day and night, I was really panicking. I am looking forward to now, Master Junkun will not hesitate to give me two shaves, so that I can feel comfortable and comfortable."

Jun Qing couldn't help chuckling: "I didn't expect General Tang to have such a hobby, but although my elder brother is a general, he has a very good demeanor, and he has never done such a thing as slapping his hands. I'm afraid your expectations will come to nothing. But... if you really want, I can grit my teeth and forcefully satisfy you."

"Your Majesty Junqing is so weak, don't hurt yourself in the end just to hit me, a rough guy, then Tang will be guilty, let's forget it." As he spoke, Tang Jingxu raised his eyebrows even higher. There was a hint of a smile in Junqing's eyes.

Jun Qing took a sip of tea and said, "Brother asked me to tell you to get Jian Xi back as soon as possible. Jian You fell suddenly, and the Cliff Hall cannot be without an owner."

Hearing what he meant, Jun Kun didn't intend to ask Tang Jingxu to blame. Tang Jingxu couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, calculated the time, and when it was almost Xushi, he turned to ask: "Will you go to Yingtianhe?" ?"

Junqing put down the teacup: "The elder brother presided over the god sacrifice last time, this time it's my turn, just right, let's go together."

The God Sacrifice is held every ten years, and it is the day when the three worlds of demons and ghosts sacrifice to the gods. Although the upper class of the demons and ghosts often have many differences with the priests, and they often meet with jealousy, most of the middle and lower classes are unavoidable. Yao Xiaogui still has some admiration for priests in his heart, so it seems commonplace to worship in private.

On this day, all the priests from the Immortal Capital of the Nine Heavens will come to the Desire Realm of the Third Heaven, and gather together with the priests of the Desire Realm on the banks of the Yingtian River, and share the joy of flowing cups of water while giving blessings.

The Yingtian River flows out from the Tianchi Lake, diverges from the Desire Realm into three branches, and flows to the Three Realms of Demons and Ghosts respectively. The river has no end, but it will flow backwards on the day of the God Sacrifice. Therefore, for thousands of years, the Three Realms have had a special way of worshiping gods—— —Lotus lantern, they will write the name of the priest they enshrine on the lotus lantern, and let it flow to the heaven with the water of the Yingtian River, so as to inform the priest of their deep piety.

In this way, the number of lotus lanterns represents the number of believers, and furthermore, it can also explain the amount of merit of the priest.

All the gods and officials didn't care whether there were many or few lotus lanterns on their faces. They had a fairy-like appearance, but they couldn't help but compare them secretly. Once they saw the lotus lanterns floating on the water, Few of them can hold back a lotus lantern with their own name on it. If they encounter a special lotus lantern like gold inlaid again, their faces will be even bigger!

For Tang Jingxu, a down-and-out priest who even built the only temple by himself, such an occasion was undoubtedly passed by with soy sauce and haha.

He originally wanted to find a corner to squat by himself, enjoy the lanterns and drink, but he didn't expect that a mistake would cause eternal hatred. The priest automatically lowered his head and retreated silently, taking the initiative to give way to a direct path to the superior.

Tang Jingxu quickly realized that he would retreat to the side as if nothing had happened, planning to fish in troubled waters.But Junqing did not let go of his plan at all, and followed his footsteps calmly.The almost shoulder-to-shoulder distance successfully shifted the attention of all the priests to Tang Jingxu. A strange look flashed across the faces of all the priests. language.

Bai Zhou saw Tang Jingxu's figure from a distance, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely with his posture like the stars holding the moon. He silently dismissed the idea of ​​inviting him to sit with him, and buried himself in the crowd, looking for a Where he was out of reach, he sat down and chatted with the familiar priest, completely forgetting about Tang.

Tang Jingxu was so helpless to be followed by Junqing so step by step. He wanted to drive him away, but he couldn't do it in front of everyone, so he had to bite the bullet and grit his teeth.

To be honest, the relationship between him and Junqing seems to be inexplicably good.

The first time I saw him, it was in a small town not far from Xiyun Mountain. At that time, Tang Jingxu didn't have the three unlucky apprentices, but the man was clearly dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a white jade ring on his waist, but when he saw Tang Jingxu rushed in front of him right away, crying poorly at him without shame, and even grandiosely reached out to ask him for two cents to buy a steamed bun.

Tang Jingxu remembered that he shook his hands immediately, and shook the small broken bowl in his hand at him. The two copper plates on the top there were jingled, and he grinned and said, "Brother, you really have face."

Jun Qing smiled, tore off a piece of jade pendant from his waist, threw it casually, took it in his hand, and said: "I really have no money, and I'm really hungry. Coincidentally, you are the same. I'll pawn it. You're welcome." Is it?"

Tang Jingxu squinted at him for a moment, stretched his waist, stuffed the only two copper plates into the gap of his trouser belt, and followed him slowly.

In this way, I have known Junqing for about 500 years. At that time, he was forcibly dug out of the ground by Bai Xiangshi, and he was brought out of Yinxu by his neck. , like a wandering soul who has lost his mind, ragged and unkempt, completely regarded as a poor man who has lost his mind, but when Jun Qing suddenly jumped up to make trouble, he woke up inexplicably.

In the next 500 years, Junqing occasionally appeared several times. Although Tang Jingxu had never met him in Xiandu, he gradually found out that this person was unusual. After knowing his identity, he didn't feel much. His attitude has actually contributed to the acquaintance between the two of them, and before they knew it, they had become the current relationship, and it was hard to tell whether they were friends or not.

As soon as he was half pulled by Jun Qing to sit down on the table, he saw a figure swaying beside him. Before Tang Jingxu could turn his head, he was hit with a violent shudder. Now he knew who it was without even looking. Who is it? Tang Jingxu said helplessly: "Old Bai, there are so many people, and it's not too late, why can't we show some face?"

It was Bai Xiangshi who came, he saluted Junqing respectfully, then turned to face Tang Jingxu, immediately blew his beard and stared, and before he could say anything, he slapped him on the head again.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Tang Jingxu didn't stop him and accepted it obediently. He didn't forget to move a seat to the side and beckoned him to sit down.

Bai Xiangshi glared at Tang Jingxu angrily, and then sat down beside him. When Junqing was talking to the priests about the scene of the sacrifice, Tang Jingxu quietly asked: "What? He hit you?"

Bai Xiangshi cast a sideways glance at Tang Jingxu and shook his head.

"Then are you angry?" Tang Jingxu filled his glass with wine and said with a smile, "Could it be that you are still addicted to staying in that smoky place? Or do you feel uncomfortable being kicked out by a child?"

Bai Xiangshi raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Looking down at the empty wine glass, he said in a rare deep voice, "He just asked me one thing."

Tang Jingxu also drank the wine in his glass, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"He asked, where did you go in those 300 years." Bai Xiangshi's eyes fell on Tang Jingxu's side face, and his voice was full of unexplained banter.

Tang Jingxu's pouring hand didn't pause at all, which didn't seem surprising, "Then how did you answer?"

"The sword is on my neck, so tell the truth." Bai Xiangshi put his wine glass beside his hand and motioned to fill it up, "I said you slept in the coffin like an idiot, thinking you could Dreaming back to yesterday, but the result was nothing."

Tang Jingxu smiled, pushed the poured wine glass in front of him, and said, "If you don't dig me out when you're full, I can sleep for hundreds of years."

"I'm too lazy to goug you, it's just that he showed up, so I can't go without gouging you." Bai Xiangshi said flatly.

Hearing this, Tang Jingxu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I always thought you hated him."

Bai Xiangshi sighed: "If you hate it, you hate it, but no matter how he is Shuiyue's child, I still can't bear it."

Tang Jingxu was silent for a while, raised his eyes and followed the water flow to the direction of Tianchi, and said softly: "But how can she bear it?"

Bai Xiangshi didn't say anything, he drank the wine with his neck up, stood up, didn't bother to straighten his folded clothes, turned around and was about to leave, Tang Jingxu grabbed him and said, "Don't you want to stay and join in the fun?"

"This excitement has been going on for thousands of years, and I'm no longer interested in it." Bai Xiangshi waved his hand.

Tang Jingxu smiled and said, "I don't even want to see how many lamps are left this year, so plan ahead?"

Bai Xiangshi gave an impatient "tsk", slapped his hand away, and said, "Your teacher is the Sifang Wenshen at a good level, or a land god in front of the Confucius Temple at a bad level. You only take it out as an offering if necessary , every time I receive lotus lanterns, it happens to be the last one in Xiandu, so it should fall sooner or later, can you plan for it?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Xiangshi walked away without looking back. Tang Jingxu didn't even have time to say "Shouldn't I be the bottom king?", so he sat back in his seat, resting his chin on one hand and waiting to watch the light .

At the same time, the Three Realms reflected on the banks of the Tianhe River.

Thousands of lotus lanterns are pushed into the Yingtian River, which is slightly rippling with moonlight. The lotus lanterns float and sink in the water waves, and spread thousands of miles in a short time. Pray, full of thoughts...

The author has something to say: I changed the avatar of the author's column, which was pinched from my own photo on Meitu. My friend said that it is exactly the same as me, not only the body of the glasses, but also the demeanor and temperament, hahaha, Am I so cute? ! ! !