ugly moth

Fei Mo didn't know where Qian Misheng would go or why he disappeared, but they agreed that Qian Misheng would come to find him, so he just waited, maybe waited and waited... just waited.

The people from Qianjimen didn't take away the house, but let Fei Mo live in it with peace of mind, and it won't be too late to decide his whereabouts after finding the owner of the door and coming back.

It was as if Qian Weisheng had arranged it in advance, otherwise, which sect master left so well-organized?

Most importantly, everything in Thousand House is the same as before.

Including Fei Mo, the housekeeper, there is no difference from before except that there is no master and more than a dozen hidden guards who will help with work.

They are all waiting for Chimisei to come back.

At first, Fei Mo could wait in the house for someone from Qianjimen to send a message, but later she couldn't wait any longer, and decided to go to the seaside, walking all the way from Jiangnan, maybe someone had seen Qian Misheng.

The people at Qianjimen couldn't persuade them, so they had to let Fei Mo go, but they had to walk a while and report the situation at the sub-rudder of Qianjimen, don't just walk away like the owner of the door, and they will disappear.

Fei Moth responded one by one, and then set off on the road with her own small burden on her back.

It is not far from Jiangnan to Jiangdong, and it took a month to walk, and we walked all the way.

At this time, three years have passed since the flood, and Jiangdong has returned to its original appearance. There are still people living by the sea, and they all rely on the sea for food.

Fei Mo took Qian Weisheng's portrait and asked all the way, but he didn't ask when he reached the beach.

No one has ever seen Qian Misheng. Some people heard that he was looking for someone who had an accident during the flood three years ago, and advised him not to look for it. He couldn't find it then, and he certainly can't find it now.

But it was a waste of effort.

Fei Mo is a very twisted person. No matter what anyone says, it doesn't work. No matter how much he persuades him, he just laughs and continues to look for himself.

After searching, I found the East China Sea. I heard that there is a fairy island above the East China Sea, named Penglai; there are immortals on Penglai, who can relieve thousands of worries.If you have a wish, just ask.

If there is a predestined person, maybe Penglai Xian will help you realize your wish.

Penglai is just a legend, believe it or not, it's all in your heart.

Fei Mo thought about it for three days, but decided to buy a boat. She used all her savings to exchange for a small fishing boat, and just staggered out to sea.

If you follow the sun, you may be able to find Penglai.

Penglai Xiandao may be far or near, depending on whether there is a destined person.

On the ninth day of Fei Mo's boat, there was an island shrouded in smoke and clouds in the distance, and he couldn't see its face clearly, but now he had to go to the Penglai Island on the opposite side—he was almost out of firewood on the boat, and if this continued, he would Starved to death, died of thirst on the ship.

As the boat approached the island, a cloud suddenly fell from above, supported Fei Mo and sent him to the island.

"Eh? This is..." Fei Mo panicked, but didn't dare to move, for fear of falling and dying.

Baiyun sends Feimo to the highest point of the island, where there is a pavilion on the top, surrounded by colorful flowers and white clouds, just like a fairyland.

Fei Moth jumped off the clouds after the white clouds stopped, carefully avoiding the flowers under her feet, and walked towards the pavilion.

There are two Taoists playing chess in the pavilion, and the situation is indistinguishable.

"Oh, here comes an old friend." The Taoist in gray robes waved to Fei Mo, "Fei Mo, it's been a long time."

Fei Mo looked back, turned back again, and pointed to herself: "Me?"

The Taoist in the purple Taoist robe also turned his head to look at Fei Mo outside the pavilion, and said to him, "Immortal Fei Mo, the Heavenly Emperor was drunk by the Dragon King in the Dragon Palace, just wait a moment."

Fei Mo really couldn't understand what they were talking about, so she took a step forward and explained: "You two priests, the younger one is indeed called Fei Mo, but it may not be the Fairy Fei Mo you know."

The two Taoists looked at each other, and they both smiled without saying a word.

"...Besides, I want to ask, is this Penglai?" Fei Mo asked nervously.

If this is not Penglai, he has to keep going. I heard that Penglai can be reached as long as he goes straight to the east; of course, if the Penglai fairy does not want to see him, he will not be able to reach Penglai even if he goes to the end of the world.

The Taoist in the gray Taoist robe laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... This is Penglai, Fei Mo, just wait a moment, the person you are looking for will be here soon."

"Really!" Fei Mo couldn't help but clenched her fists in excitement.

"Really, now, why don't you come over and watch chess?" the Taoist in the gray robe said again.

Fei Mo looked at the sky and felt it was still early, so she nodded and went into the pavilion to watch them play chess.

Looking at it, I don't know what night it is.

It seems that not so long has passed, but the tide has risen and fallen several times; if it is said that it has been a long time, the sun has never set in the sky.

That chess game ended with the Taoist in the gray robe winning after Fei Mo fiddled around.

The Taoist in the purple Taoist robe pointed at the Taoist in the gray robe and scolded coldly: "You call Immortal Feimo to come over every time, just wait, and next time I have to pick Immortal Feimo to win you when Immortal Feimo is not around!"

After all, the Taoist walked away in a huff, annoyed, and looked very annoyed.

Fei Mo stared blankly at the back of the Taoist priest in the purple Taoist robe, and murmured softly, "Why does that Taoist priest always call me Immortal Fei Mo?"

"Because you are."

A gentle and lazy voice came from behind Fei Mo, and then Fei Mo fell into a warm embrace; wide sleeves embroidered with dragon patterns in gold silk on a white background came into view.

This white gold looks familiar.

Fei Mo slowly raised her hand and grabbed the hanging white sleeve, a little at a loss: "Master?"

Gui Yuan reached out to cover Fei Mo's eyes, and whispered in his ear, "A Fei, I'm back."

The memories came back in an instant, the frolicking in Heavenly Immortal Palace, Fei Mo's secret smile before entering reincarnation, eyes waiting to see Gui Yuan's fun...

Everything came to mind.

Fei Mo reluctantly pulled Gui Yuan's hand covering her eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."

How can there be a celestial being who regained his memory before the end of the calamity?

That is to say, gods and Buddhas who have transcended the six realms, such as the Emperor of Heaven and Sakyamuni, can recover casually. Little immortals like them have to go through kalpas to remember their past and present lives.

"I am the rules." Gui Yuan let go of Fei Mo, and sat down beside him, "Penglai Immortal, long time no see, chess skills have improved."

Fei Mo tugged at Gui Yuan's sleeve: "Your Majesty, you are so unruly, quickly seal Xiaosheng's memory, this is not over yet."

Immortal Penglai put away the chess pieces and said to Fei Mo, "Fei Mo, don't be in a hurry, let's have fun for two days when you come, anyway, the doomsday is also messed up by the astrolabe, so it doesn't matter."

Gui Yuan agreed very much: "That's right, Ah Fei, originally there was no flood in the script, but it suddenly appeared. Let's go back after playing for two days."

Having said that, Fei Mo remembered the scriptures she had read earlier.

The book was written by Yue Lao, so it must be a warm story.

The young and desolate Qianjimen Sect Master fell into a cliff. After surviving, he met a boy who was about his age.

Later, Qian Weisheng, the master of Qianjimen, thought that he had to go back. He wanted to keep this young man in a place where he could see him forever.

But after Qian Misheng was able to stand up and regain everything, the boy was nowhere to be found.

He didn't even know the boy's name, so Qian Misheng created Xintang, vowing to get news from all over the world, and then find the boy.

After many years of searching, he finally found it.

It turned out that the young man went to be the housekeeper of the Cao Gang, and he didn't show his face outside for so many years. No wonder Qian Misheng couldn't find him—or maybe he passed by many times.

The boy who had grown into a young man was down and out, so miserable that he had to wash dishes and work as a waiter in a small dilapidated inn.

Qian Weisheng thought that he had to find a way to bring the young man back to life, treat him as he did more than ten years ago, and his smile was so warm that it burned people's hearts.

There is nothing more satisfying than doing what you love.

If a young man has a job he likes, he should be as happy as before, right?

Then Qian Weisheng tossed away all his housekeepers, said to the outside world that he would recruit new ones, and the price was so high that no one would be tempted, waiting for the young people to fall into the trap.

As a result, the youth really came.

During the day-to-day relationship between the two, love secretly arose. Qian Weisheng tried his best to keep the youth in his hands, and finally let the youth accompany him for the rest of his life.

——The above is the content of the script.

"So, the flood is a problem with the astrolabe?" Fei Mo asked Gui Yuan who had suddenly started playing chess with the Penglai Immortal.

Gui Yuan twirled the white chess piece and nodded: "Yeah, it's in another script. I also went to the Dragon King of the East China Sea. He said that the flood was caused by the tide. He was about to go to the heaven to ask me what happened. What's going on."

"Then you have been poured out for three years?" Fei Mo asked with a smile, if Gui Yuan didn't give him a good explanation, he would hang him for 800 years, whoever is cruel.

Guiyuan Luozi paused, and immediately gave Fei Mo an apologetic smile: "Actually, I went back to the Heavenly Court to take a look, so I was two days late, Ah Fei, I'm really sorry."

Fei Mo gently sniffed Gui Yuan's scent: "Looked at it...how much did you drink?"

"Cough—" Gui Yuan coughed dryly, "Didn't the Dragon King send a lot of good wine to make amends..."

The Penglai Immortal opposite Gui Yuan suddenly waved his hand to Gui Yuan, and Ling Kong wrote a few words where Fei Mo could not see: Fei Mo has coveted the fine wine of Dragon Palace for a long time!Don't say you've run out of drinks!

Gui Yuan was taken aback by these two sentences, but before he could react, Fei Mo spoke.

Sure enough, Fei Mo then asked: "What about the wine? Xiaosheng has wanted to taste the wine of the Dragon King for a long time, but it's a pity that there is no time to open the altar every time."

Fei Mo thinks so, if Gui Yuan pays him fine wine from Dragon Palace to make amends, he won't care about leaving him for three years.

"Hmm..." Gui Yuan struggled a bit, and gestured to Fei Mo with his hand, "The Dragon King sent so much wine, I finished it in one gulp..."

"..." Fei Mo looked at him quietly for a while, then turned around and left without dragging his feet.

Gui Yuan panicked, and hurried to catch up: "A Fei! A Fei! I can take you to the East China Sea, how about we go to the East China Sea to have fun?"

Fei Mo hated iron and turned her head back: "That wine was only one pot for 300 years, and it's gone after I go."

"It's not that I don't know that you also like to drink, shall we drink together in the next 300 years?" Gui Yuan carefully apologized.

"Then you still left Xiaosheng for three years. How could you break your promise after three days?" Fei Mo was so angry that he akimbo, what he cared about was that Gui Yuan broke his promise, this is not something that can be done with just an apology.

What's more, he broke his promise and ate it secretly!