He and It

Liu Fuguang looked at him doubtfully.

Zhou Yi said: "The Immortal Lord may have forgotten it a long time ago. In fact, you still have a foreign debt that has never been recovered."

Liu Fuguang smiled bitterly and said: "What debt? I owe a lot, and others owe me a lot. If I can't collect it, so be it."

"Is this also true for the old man's debt under the moon?" Zhou Yi asked.

Liu Fuguang's expression changed slightly, and he asked in surprise: "Old man Yuexia is still alive?"

Zhou Yi replied: "Fengdu can be a world of its own, so how can the immortals not have a world to live in? In the past, the dragon god was too dangerous, and the immortal world was always hidden in the sea of ​​the world, and he did not dare to let him know about it. Now that the immortal king is willing to watch over him, he is not allowed to He was creating murderous karma, so he dared to reveal this news."

"On that day, because of the Immortal Lord, the most evil one did not take the initiative to hunt and kill Old Man Yuexia, so he escaped with his life. Will the Immortal Lord collect this debt? Old Man Yuexia asked me to file a lawsuit. As long as the Immortal Lord agrees, , he is willing to hold the red thread again and connect the two of you in marriage."

For a long time, Liu Fuguang did not reply.

He bid farewell to Zhou Yi and returned to his dormitory. Yan Huan was sitting uneasy. When he saw him coming in, he immediately asked, "What did he say? He wasn't harassing you, was he?"

Liu Fuguang squinted at him: "Why, do you still want to kill him?"

Yan Huan paused and wanted to say "yes", but then he thought of Zhou Yi's actions. He understood God's will and saved Fuguang, but he owed a debt greater than the sky. For this kindness, didn't he regard the world created by the immortal as nothing but air and not destroy it?

No matter what, you can't kill the opponent - well, strange, this feeling is really strange.

"...No." Yan Huan had to lower his head and answer, "I won't do anything to him..."

Liu Fuguang sneered slightly, thought for a while, and said nothing in the end. He just asked, "Do you want to go to the fairy world? The prerequisite is that you must be good and not make trouble there."

Yan Huan suddenly understood: "It turns out that they are talking about their own little world. That's okay, I will listen to Qingqing."

Liu Fuguang was surprised: "You know?"

"Of course I know. After being sealed again, I can feel the breath of that world." Yan Huan shrugged, "But, I ignored it."

As soon as he left, he said goodbye to his parents and brothers, and Liu Fuguang headed for the fairy world.

Although it is said to be a fairy world, it is actually not much different from an ordinary small world. People are busy and it is still built from ordinary people, cities and temples.

The two of them concealed their breath and did not disturb the people in this world. Yan Huan still didn't know the purpose of Liu Fuguang's coming here, so he asked: "Qingqing, what are we going to do?"

Liu Fuguang laughed and vaguely confused him. Following the road guide map given to them by Zhou Yi, they came to the territory of Old Man Yuexia, but saw a towering giant tree standing in the center of the city, but it was a crape myrtle tree in full bloom.

The lush silver flowers on the head and branches, when the breeze blows, they shine like the moonlight and the heavy snow drifts away. The branches are tied with countless slender silk ribbons as red as cinnabar, as if there are thousands of red threads and thousands of knots in the net.

Marriage tree.

Liu Fuguang stopped and stared. Yan Huan just thought he was fascinated by the beautiful scenery and followed him for a while. The streets were crowded with people, mostly men and women in pairs, extremely intimate.

"Wait for me here." After finding the target, Liu Fuguang ordered, "I'll be back in a moment."

He walked into an inn alone. Behind the counter, an old man with white hair squinted his eyes and was writing on the page of a book.

"Here you are?" The old man scratched his forehead with the jade pen in his hand without raising his head, "Does the guest want to be tipped or stay in the hotel?"

Liu Fuguang replied: "If you don't hit the top, you won't stay in the hotel."

The old man finally raised his eyes and saw Liu Fuguang, and he laughed.

"Yes, it is true that you can't make a tip, and you can't stay in a hotel. Here, I only entertain customers with strings tied to their fingers." He said with a smile.

Hearing his words, he subconsciously raised his hand and found a broken red mark on his little finger, like a shocking scar that never faded away.

"How about it?" The old man raised his gray eyebrows, winked, and couldn't help but encourage him vigorously, "I think you are destined for me, guest. Do you want another one? The price is favorable, and it is suitable for all ages. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

Liu Fuguang frowned, wanting to laugh but not wanting to. It was a strange feeling.

He turned his head and looked at Yan Huan standing in the distance.

People came and went, and when they passed the Dragon God, they all involuntarily created a space and left him there alone. However, Yan Huan seemed not to notice, but just stared at himself wholeheartedly. His eyes were pure and passionate, and could not tolerate Anything superfluous.

Liu Fuguang turned his head. In an instant, many things flashed through his memory. Sometimes, he would also have other curiosity, such as whether Yan Huan built a temple for him somewhere.

...or thousands.

"Let's forget it." After thinking for a moment, Liu Fuguang said, "It's not necessary. Anyway, the things that tie us down are already much more complicated and stubborn than the red thread."

The old man under the moon was noncommittal, and he acted like a pouty naughty boy. Liu Fuguang smiled slightly, left the inn, and walked towards Yan Huan.

"Go home," he said. "It's done. There's nothing to see here."

Yan Huan said honestly: "Oh, okay."

The two were side by side. After a moment, Yan Huan quietly reached out and hooked Liu Fuguang's little finger with his own.

Liu Fuguang didn't look down or shake him off. He took out his little finger, changed it to the interlocking gesture again, and continued walking forward.

The author has something to say:

Liu Fuguang: *To the little animal* Who is my dear baby?

Yan Huan: *rushes up and knocks away all the small animals* I am! I am!

Liu Fuguang: *Shocked, he let the little animal fall on the cushion, then turned to the child* Who wants to eat candy?

Yan Huan: *rushes up and knocks all the children away* I’ll eat it! I eat!

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