Birdseye

In the Thousand Peach Orchard, dozens of miles of flowers are blooming like a brocade, and the corolla is as bright as the morning glow. The gentle wind comes from the south, and the peach blossoms fall into the Tianhe River like rain.

Weilu came to the garden with a goose yellow skirt. She is the only daughter of the two gods, Haochi and Qingyan, and is now being raised and taught by four gods. When Zhong saw Xingru, Xingru turned into a ball under the tree in the original form, she blurted out a bald chicken without thinking at that time, and later felt guilty for a long time, but she always wondered why he didn't have a few hairs on his body , but has a lot of hair.

After searching around in the Thousand Peach Garden, she couldn't find anyone. Wei Lu tilted her head suspiciously, a petal on her head fell slowly from her forehead, she raised her little hand, staring at the petal falling into her small In the palm of her hand, she squinted her eyes and smiled as if she had obtained a long-awaited baby, very cute.

At this time, several Shangshen were playing Pai Gow in the small garden behind Changlexuan in Ziwei Palace. Today, the direction of the card table was changed, Mengshu Shangshen moved from the north to the west, but Feng Yuan and Si Quan were still sitting together .

Mengshu rested his chin, looked at the neat hand of good cards in front of him, and raised his eyes to the dominoes in Jianwu's hand, his eyes shone brightly.

Jianwu just left the customs a few days ago. He is now the Emperor of Heaven, and he has a lot of official duties. However, the seal of Wuqinghai has been solved by Fengyuan recently, and the world is still peaceful. He has some free time, and Mengshu is earnest. Come out and play with them.

He met Mengshu's eyes, the player who played the card paused, replaced Zhang Santong and threw it out, and asked casually, "Where's Wei Lu?"

Mengshu felt a little regretful, and said while touching the cards: "She said she was going to Qiantaoyuan to find that little fairy to play with."

Hearing this, Si Quan was in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he had already blown out the right Dongfeng that he had just touched.

Jian Wu frowned and said, "Has she done all her homework today?"

Mengshu shot out the nine barrels in his hand with a smile, and gloated: "I guess not yet", then turned to Feng Yuan and said, "By the way, it's time for Feng Yuan to give her a lesson today."

The three gods cast their eyes on Feng Yuan at the same time, Feng Yuan stretched out his hand calmly, under Mengshu's shocked and desperate eyes, he fished back the nine barrels he just shot, and the next moment he knocked down the domino in front of him , said slowly: "It's reconciled."

Mengshu: "..."

He stood up, brushed off some fallen flowers on his body, shook his sleeves, and said calmly: "I went to Qiantaoyuan to find Weilu, you continue."

When he left, he didn't forget to take a few white jade beads from the other two gods. Meng Shu didn't have any beads, only a small box of Prajna Fruit was left, and Feng Yuan was not polite at all, and grabbed most of them.

After Fengyuan left, Mengshu pulled Siquan's sleeve and began to cry: "I'm so stupid, really, I only know that he must have a big kong, and Yaoji can't hit it. I thought that if I missed three, I would win a few beads back, but now I don’t even have the Prajna fruit..."

Si Quan had a headache from howling, so he patted him on the shoulder, and softly comforting him didn't help, so he asked him: "Then come again?"

Mengshu sat up straight instantly, "Come on!"

In the small house in the northwest corner of Qiantaoyuan, Weilu lay beside the bed, looking curiously at the sleeping young man on the bed. The young man's eyes were slightly closed, and his long and thick eyelashes curled up slightly. His sickly pale, blue veins were clearly visible on his bare arms.

When she came, the door was wide open, so she called out politely twice, but no one responded, and then she went in. The furnishings of the room were very simple, with a bed, a table and a chair, and there was someone on the bed, covered with a coat In the snow-white robe, bright light leaked in through the window and fell across his face.

She yelled again, but the person on the bed remained motionless, hesitated for a moment, Wei Lu stepped forward, and she saw the fairy she was looking for curled up here, like a little beast living alone.

Wei Lu just lay on the bedside and watched him for a long time, at a certain moment, she suddenly felt that the bald bird in front of her was a bit pitiful, she carefully stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his head.

But before she could take action, there was a sound of footsteps behind her, she turned her head, Feng Yuan was standing at the door, his clothes trailed behind him, creating an elegant scenery, the sun was drowsy, the flowers were falling Everywhere, the long path in the distance seems to have no end.

He asked lightly, "Do you know that you have class today?"

When Wei Lu heard this, she immediately withdrew her hand, and quickly stood up from the ground with a guilty conscience. After a long while, she coughed and replied with a little sincerity: "I forgot."

Feng Yuan continued: "Then what are you doing here?"

Wei Lu stood obediently with her hands down, her head drooped, as if she wanted to reflect deeply, "I'll come to him."

"What do you want him to do?"

She pursed her lips, glanced at Xingru secretly, and replied, "I want to hear him tell a story."

Only then did Feng Yuan look up at the little monster on the bed. He and Wei Lu had been here for a while, but the little monster didn't show any signs of waking up. He asked Wei Lu Youyou: "He told you in his dream ?”

Wei Lu lowered her head deeply, feeling deeply ashamed of her own stupidity.

If you ignore the crying expression on Wei Lu's face, the room can barely be regarded as a peaceful scene. After waiting for a while, Wei Lu didn't see God speaking, so she raised her head carefully, and saw Feng Yuan staring at the star on the bed expressionlessly. like.

His gaze was so deep that Wei Lu couldn't understand, it was terrifying, it was scary, even if Wei Lu dared to borrow courage from the sky, she didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of this God, at most she was thinking about going up later If God lost his temper, how would she take this bald bird to the end of the world.

She was still a little girl who was not in her cardamom age, and the matter of elopement was a little exciting to her, but it was also new.

Feng Yuan's thoughts were not as complicated as Wei Lu thought, but he thought that this little monster was really lazy, he had seen him in this garden several times, and he was sleeping every time, maybe he shouldn't have been guarded at the beginning In this garden, he should be made a god of sleep.

He was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly saw a small drop of water oozing from the corner of the little monster's eye, shimmering in the sunlight, and soon sank into the darkness on the other side.

Feng Yuan was slightly stunned, and some thoughts flashed through his mind, such as the shooting star last night, the morning dew in the sun, always appearing too early and disappearing too quickly, and it was too late to catch this God who once ruled the heaven and earth for so many years For the first time, a puzzled expression appeared on his face. After a while, he suppressed his excess emotions, lowered his head, stretched out his hand to Wei Lu, and said, "Let's go."

Wei Lu replied regretfully: "Okay", put her little hand in Feng Yuan's palm, and let out a heavy sigh in her heart that didn't fit her age, elopement today is impossible, and the little girl has to go back to class, before leaving She reluctantly looked back at Xingru on the eye stone bed, he was still sleeping soundly, as if he would never wake up.

Weilu feels sad for him for no reason, presumably because she has heard too many sad stories these days, so she has a heart of compassion for everything in this world.

Feng Yuan led Wei Lu out of this room, the golden crow shot down outside the room, and the black robe was radiant and awe-inspiring, he thought idly, why did Wei Lu like that little monster, he knew that the little monster had a decent human appearance, but Other than that, there is nothing worthy of praise.

He's lazy, drunk, cunning, and ulterior motives.

Feng Yuan vaguely remembered that the first time he saw him was in the water mirror on the heartless sea, he threw himself on the ground, his clothes were ragged, his body was covered in mud, and for some reason he suddenly burst into tears, his voice was miserable and he was heartbroken .

When I saw him again, it was in the heaven, outside the Thousand Peach Orchard, Weilu pointed to the tree and told him there was a bald chicken.

But then, he failed to recognize him.

Perhaps, today he should teach Wei Lu how to recognize demons and how to judge people.

In the Thousand Peach Garden, there is a gentle breeze, blowing off the branches and three parts of Wuling, red like rain.

Inside the room, Xingru frowned suddenly, raised his hands and grabbed a handful in mid-air, then clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, his body stretched out and shrunk back into a ball again, dripping with cold sweat, his clothes were messed up in a blink of an eye He was unseemly, with the belt hanging loosely around his waist, and the front was open, revealing half of his thin collarbone, with water shining on it, and the expression on his face became more ferocious, with a look of extreme pain.

His white teeth bit his lips so that his blood was almost gone, and he opened his closed eyes at this moment, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head to look at the figure outside the door stepping through the floating light and leading another little child , getting further and further away from him.

He opened his lips, wanting to stop him, wanting to stop him, hold him, and let him coax him like he did many years ago, he really hurts too much.

"Your Highness..."

There seemed to be a sharp blade in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

My Highness...

If Feng Yuan could turn his head at this time and take a look at him, just look at him, he would be able to see that wisps of bright red blood were winding down from the little monster's eyes, ears, and corners of his mouth. After a while, the stone slab under the bed was dyed blood red, like the vast upper deer hill scorched by the fire.

It looks the same as the young man in white who fell in despair under the Garan Tower many years ago.

Feng Yuan never saw it.

Xingru quietly closed his eyes, spit out more and more blood from his mouth, and soon a small pool of blood formed in the depression of the stone slab, the pool of blood overflowed, dripped to the ground along the grain of the slate, and merged into a red spot. , the thin figure of Prince Qinghe from a hundred years ago was reflected on it, and suddenly disappeared.

The sound of the whirling bell passes through the nine-fold heaven, and the floating clouds change into thousands of scenes of the world of mortals for a long time, covering the ten-mile peach forest, a song of Hua Xu, and a hundred years of fingers, it is a dream, not a dream, and a robbery, not a robbery.

After an unknown amount of time, Xingru woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes and was dazed for a while before he noticed that there was a white-clothed God standing not far away. The moonlight poured in through the screen window. Fu Shu.

Master Siquan saw that he was awake, and walked slowly, he whispered: "You shouldn't have let me go that day."

Xingru could hear the slight complaint in the God's tone, he opened the corner of his mouth and smiled at Si Quan, propping up the stone bed on his body with both hands and trying to sit down, but in the end he didn't have any strength in his body, he could only be soft. Lie back on the bed.

Xingru never imagined that his dream would be so difficult.

Although he felt that he could see his Highness, he had to suffer another punishment of cutting him into pieces. It was not a problem at first, anyway, he was used to the pain, but he didn't know that his soul was ruthless. Hai was injured when the demonic chaos appeared, and under this stimulation, he directly hurt the root.

It was his luck that he was able to survive the last dream before, but this time he was not so lucky, if Si Quan hadn't returned in time, he might have lost half his life.

Si Quan stood beside the bed, stretched out his hand and stroked his hair pityingly, "Don't do this in the future."

"I want to see him," Xingru's voice was hoarse and his breath was weak. After a long time, he whispered, "I miss him."

His voice was extremely soft, as if it would be blown away by a gust of wind. At this time, everything outside the window was silent, the moon was bright and clear, and the water of the Tianhe River meandered out from the Taixuan Pond with light, day after day, year after year.

"Didn't you already find him?" Si Quan asked.

Xingru drooping eyes, he woke up once and saw him once, but now thinking about it, he would rather not see anything and be trapped in a dream forever.

Si Quan looked at him, moved his lips, he didn't know what to think, finally heaved a long sigh, but gave up trying to persuade him again, and only asked: "What kind of dream did you have last night?"

What kind of dream did you have?

Xingru recalled the dream, the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised, and her eyes smiled like crescent moons, curved and full of stars.

But he smiled and laughed, and tears came out.