The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

54.

Long Xiao closed his eyes and sighed annoyedly, he was really useless, he just got touched, how could he be so impatient.

He let go of his hand and explained: "When I was catching fish in the morning, I hit the ice. Now this place may be a little sensitive, so I can't help touching it."

"Oh." Fu Ziqiu's shoulders shook, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's only been a few days, and the nerves on his face seem to be frozen, let alone laughing, he can't make a bigger expression, and he feels that his whole body is full of thorns.

This one couldn't hold back, as if a switch on his body had been turned on, and he couldn't stop laughing while pinching his waist.

It's like a long-lost relaxation.

Long Xiao knew that Fu Ziqiu had been on hold for too long, so he let him go.When he gradually stopped laughing, he muttered unhappily: "What are you laughing at?"

Fu Ziqiu turned the fish over: "It's... quite cute."

cute?Thanks to Gu Zhizhou, who has worked for more than 100 years, his acceptance and tolerance have soared. If he were to be replaced by the old Long Xiao, he would probably leave on the spot.

Fu Ziqiu glanced again, and an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart: "Can I touch it?"

What to touch, I have said that I can't help being sensitive at the moment, why do I still want to touch!

The situation on Long Xiao's face was changing, he couldn't tell whether it was shame or embarrassment, but he could see that he was struggling.

Why is this person so eager to touch his dragon horns in his previous and next lives!Is this something casual to play with!

Long Xiao felt Gu Zhizhou in his body roaring.

"Hey." He turned his face to Fu Ziqiu: "Touch it."

Fu Ziqiu got permission, and without thinking, he stretched out his hand and poked the dragon's horn.

It was really soft, different from what he had imagined, he thought everything on the dragon was hard.

He touched it with his fingertips again. It felt very special. It wasn't very smooth, but it wasn't rough either. It was still a little red, probably from hitting it on the ice.

Fu Ziqiu found it interesting, and couldn't get enough of it after touching it for a long time, so he just grasped it with his hands.Gently, afraid that his recklessness would hurt him.

Suddenly, he felt that such a scene was very familiar. In a daze, he seemed to see Long Xiao lying between someone's legs on a piece of green grass with his eyes closed, basking in the sun, with golden dragon horns growing on his forehead. caress.

Feeling it seemed to catch fire, and the tall emperor was pushed into the soft green grass by a shadow, allowing the man to act presumptuously on him.

Long Xiao's ears were completely red, and after holding his breath for a long time, he didn't see Fu Ziqiu let go, instead, he touched him more and more vigorously.

He didn't suppress his temper, and bit out a sentence between his teeth: "Have you squeezed enough?"

Fu Ziqiu let go immediately.

Long Xiao moved to the side as if reborn, and took a long time to retract the corner.When he turned his face away, Fu Ziqiu sat down beside him at some point, staring at him thoughtfully.

Long Xiao felt a "thud" in his heart, this look...

"I didn't..." Long Xiao immediately sat up straight, and eagerly explained: "I just blurted out, I didn't want to learn... I didn't want to learn from anyone."

This tense and cautious tone made Fu Ziqiu a little uncomfortable.

Who is born with a good temper, those who show courtesy, culture, and eloquence are not cultivated over time.It was the old Long Xiao, didn't he ever get angry and want to curse?Sure, but bear with it.

His status does not allow him to do this, and his upbringing prevents him from saying a lot. Complaining, scolding, sarcasm, and blame are all taboos.After a long time, even the original character was obliterated, and no one wanted to find out what the real Long Xiao was like.

Now, he just said what he didn't dare to say in his heart before. It is Gu Zhizhou's experience of more than 100 years that guides him to live out his true self.

The glorious God of War died 800 years ago, and now Long Xiao should live again for himself.

"Don't be so nervous, say what you want to say." Fu Ziqiu lifted the hot fish to Long Xiao's mouth: "Eat it, it's hot."

Long Xiao was stunned.

Fu Ziqiu simply stuffed the stick into Long Xiao's hand: "Hold it yourself."

Long Xiao quickly grabbed it.

Fu Ziqiu tilted his upper body, picked up a fish over Long Xiao's knee, poked it with a wooden stick and put it on the rack to roast: "It's just a bit bland."

"what?"

"Fish, the taste is a bit bland."

Long Xiao lowered his head and smelled the fragrance, and took a small bite: "It's quite bland, but it's okay for me to eat. I can eat it raw. When I was young, I ate fish raw, but I still can't eat it after it's roasted." used."

Fu Ziqiu glanced at him: "You'd better get used to cooked food."

Long Xiao smiled, and finally let go of eating. After being hungry for hundreds of years, he couldn't hold back the meat at first glance.Fu Ziqiu counted, there can be no more than five mouthfuls, the fish only has a string of thorns left.

Longzui ate quite cleanly, almost sucking with his fingers.

"You said you were hungry, I'll give you the whole one."

Long Xiao rubbed his belly, feeling that his voracious eating was a bit ugly: "I can bear it before I eat it, but I can't do it after the first bite." He stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I will roast it. You go back to the house, It's freezing outside."

"I'm not cold." Fu Ziqiu blocked Long Xiao's hand: "You go in, I'll send it to you when it's baked."

Fu Ziqiu was sitting here, how could he go in first by himself.

Long Xiao simply poked another fish with the stick in his hand: "Then I'll grill another one, and you can eat it yourself."

"Hey." Fu Ziqiu sighed, and it was hard to move his eyes away from those cold red hands.The skin and flesh of this body are new, very tender, and cracked when exposed to the wind.

Fu Ziqiu couldn't stand it anymore, he snatched the fish from Long Xiao's hand and put it on a skewer with his own.

"Why?" Long Xiao asked in astonishment.

"If you want to sit, just sit here, cover your hands with your sleeves, don't stick out like a pig's hoof from the cold, isn't it nice?"

Long Xiao glanced at his hand, it was red in the white, pig's trotters, Fu Ziqiu's description was quite appropriate.

"Okay." Long Xiao tucked his hands into his sleeves, folded his arms on his legs, and stretched his head to watch Fu Ziqiu grilling fish.

Quiet, very quiet, only the crackling sound of burning wood.

Still very comfortable, probably the calm before the storm, after all, no one can tell what will happen after going out from here.

"Hey, Ziqiu." Long Xiao bumped Fu Ziqiu's leg.

Fu Ziqiu responded, "En."

"Do you have any wishes?"

"what?"

"Wish, do you have any?" Long Xiao cautiously said, "Except... let me return Gu Zhizhou to you."

Fu Ziqiu turned his face to look at Long Xiao, as if he was no longer so sensitive to the words "Gu Zhizhou": "Do you want to help me realize it?"

Long Xiao nodded, leaned on his lap and looked at him with his head tilted: "I seldom promise anything to others, but for you, your wish, I will definitely help you fulfill it."

Fu Ziqiu turned his face back, staring at the Martian who bumped into each other from time to time.

If he had been asked this question a day ago, he would have said without hesitation: I want Gu Zhizhou.

Ask him ten days ago, he should have said: I want to hear Gu Zhizhou say that he likes me.

If you asked him a year ago, he might have said: I hope Gu Zhizhou is all right.

If you asked him 100 years ago, he would probably say: I hope Gu Zhizhou likes me too.

His every wish is about Gu Zhizhou, but now...

Fu Ziqiu was silent for a while, and then said slowly——

"I hope that from now on, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will be safe and stable, and there will be no worries every year."

The rivers and mountains are stable, there are no wars and demons, stop those unnecessary sacrifices, so that people who love each other can be together without barriers, and don't repeat their mistakes.

That was also Long Xiao's first dream: Looking at the Three Realms, He Qinghai Yan, Shi He Sui Feng.

·

"Come up, I'll take you to Fanyun Valley."

Long Xiao turned into a golden dragon, his tail circled around Fu Ziqiu a few times, and he lowered his head slightly to talk to him.

Fu Ziqiu glanced at the dragon tail that was loosely wrapped around his body: "You can show me the way, I'll follow behind."

"Why bother, you come up directly."

"I..." Fu Ziqiu was a little uncomfortable with Long Xiao's current appearance, and felt like a younger brother who wanted a big boss to lead the way.

Long Xiao didn't talk nonsense with him, he pulled his tail back, tied Fu Ziqiu directly and put him on his back: "Sit still?"

Fu Ziqiu's protest was futile, and he reluctantly agreed.

Long Xiao flicked his tail quite gracefully, galloped upwards, circled in the clouds and mist before flying towards Fanyun Valley.

"If you can't sit still, you can grab my horn." Long Xiao said.

Fu Ziqiu glanced at it, and the pair of cute dragon horns were bigger than when they were on Long Xiao's forehead: "You are not sensitive now."

Long Xiao almost threw Fu Ziqiu off his body.

"Hey." Fu Ziqiu hugged Long Xiao's neck: "Is that okay? I can fly by myself."

"Okay, I'm just a little nervous."

Fu Ziqiu opened his mouth: "This is the first time?"

Long Xiao faltered, and said vaguely: "No one dares to ride on me."

Fu Ziqiu closed his mouth, and a different emotion flashed across his heart.He touched the scales under his hands, the golden ones looked very sacred and solemn.At this moment, he was sitting on Long Xiao's body, touching his dragon scales without any scruples. If he wanted, he could even grab his dragon horns.

This is the Dragon God revered by all the people, and the indulgence that is only available to him.

Suddenly, with a glance in his eyes, Fu Ziqiu saw that a large scale was missing from the side of Long Xiao's neck.

Fu Ziqiu moved a little to that side, turned his head to look, and there was really a piece missing, revealing pink and tender flesh, and fine blood streaks could still be seen.His heart tightened, and he touched it with his hand: "You here..."

Long Xiao twisted a bit: "Itchy, don't touch it."

Fu Ziqiu sat back and asked, "How did you do it? Why is there a piece of dragon scale missing?"

At that time, Long Xiao was leading Fu Ziqiu to dive down, shuttling through the narrow valley.The bottom of the mountain is not as cold as the top of the mountain, but because of the fast speed, the autumn wind is still like a knife when it brushes against the cheek.

Long Xiao didn't answer right away, the momentary pause was not particularly obvious, if you didn't experience it carefully, you wouldn't even notice that he paused.

"Accidentally rubbed it off." Long Xiao said, "When I caught the fish in the morning, I didn't even notice it unless you told me."

Fu Ziqiu didn't think much, just said: "Be careful next time."

Long Xiao agreed with a smile.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little stagnant, Fu Ziqiu didn't know what to say, so he had to look at the scenery.But Long Xiaofei flew too fast, scene after scene passed before his eyes, and disappeared behind him before leaving any traces.

Suddenly a picture flashed through my mind.

He saw Long Xiao transforming into his original form and walking through the mountain stream, with a person sitting on his back. The person opened his arms to embrace the invisible wind, and shouted loudly: "Go faster! Go higher!"

The most noble golden dragon in the Three Realms became the man's first mount, and galloped to higher and farther places very obediently.They seemed to be at ease, filled with soaring joy, the man cheered and sang towards the blue sky and white clouds, singing ancient and distant nursery rhymes.At the end, he grabbed the pair of golden dragon horns, leaned down and said softly: "Brother Long Xiao, I like you so much."

·

"arrive."

The Tongtian Shencypress towers into the sky, climbing from Fanyun Valley to Fanyun Mountain. The trunk is thick and strong, and the leaves quench the purest vegetation essence between heaven and earth.

Long Xiao stopped under the tree, hooked his claws on the roots of the tree protruding from the ground, and lowered his body half prone.

Fu Ziqiu jumped off his back.

The dragon's body suddenly glowed with golden light, which echoed the aura on the Tongtian Shenbai. The moment the light faded, the golden dragon had already turned into a human form.

"This is the Tongtian Shencypress?" Fu Ziqiu looked up, the sacred tree was so tall that he couldn't see the end at a glance.

Long Xiao responded: "The cypress of the Tongtian God is about the same height as Fanyun Mountain. The cypress tree has spirits and protects the people everywhere. Every year on the ninth day of September, when the fog in Fanyun Valley clears, the spiritual light guides the nearby villagers to visit here to pray for blessings."

Fu Ziqiu turned around and touched the trunk of Tongtian Shencypress. It felt rough to the touch, and there was a layer of green skin on the surface: "You were born here?"

Long Xiao stood beside him: "Well, when I was born, it happened to coincide with the first battle between gods and demons. The old devil led the demons to the Nine Heavens for a sneak attack. On the surface, he was mediating with the emperor on the outside, but in fact, most of the troops were concentrated. Get my mother."

"For you?"

Long Xiao nodded: "My father and mother were both born dragons, and the child they gave birth to together must be the one with the purest blood and the strongest power in the dragon clan. Whoever gets me is equivalent to getting the chip to dominate the Three Realms About my mother's pregnancy, my father ordered me not to disclose it, and very few people knew about it. But the old devil king got the news from nowhere, and suddenly launched a war just a few days before I was born."

"Mother's bedroom was surrounded by people, and she ran away from the secret passage in a hurry, and hid here." Long Xiao also reached out and touched Shen Bai: "Mother was frightened, and the fetal gas was fluctuated all the way, and I was born that night. As you will know later, when I was born, divine light descended from the sky, and the Sanskrit sound resounded through the three realms."

Fu Ziqiu took a look at Long Xiao and asked, "So you quelled the first battle between gods and demons with your butt naked?"

"Yeah." Long Xiao smiled helplessly: "I have fled, and I have nothing to cover my butt."

Unexpectedly, I dug a hole and buried myself.

Fu Ziqiu laughed along for a while, but the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back anymore.

Before he was born, he was regarded as a bargaining chip for the two clans of heaven and demons to fight for power, and as soon as he landed, he was regarded as the savior to save the common people.At the age of a little, when the other children were mischievous, Long Xiao took up the important task of the Celestial Clan early on.

It is said in the book that he became enlightened at the age of three, broke his spirit at the age of seven, and transformed into an ancient fierce beast with his body at the age of 12, breaking the catastrophe of hitting.

Among the various extraordinary talents, how many are derived from the body of the gods, and how many are the hardships that no one knows.

"It's okay." Long Xiao said nonchalantly, "I don't care."

He turned his back, leaned against the cypress tree, and tilted his head to look into Fu Ziqiu's eyes: "I have given up a lot of things, cherished, and cared about. It seems to be sitting in the three realms, but in fact there is nothing behind. Wrong step. Here..." Long Xiao nodded at the mouth of the heart: "I haven't been at ease."

A cluster of plant essence on the Tongtian Shencypress flowed into Long Xiao's heart along Long Xiao's fingertips.

He stood up straighter, and said with a light smile, "It's comforting."

Fu Ziqiu asked: "What about now? Are you sure?"

"Reliable." Long Xiao said: "I have made mistakes and made sins. I am much more steadfast. No one is perfect, and those false shells should have been broken long ago." Through the dense needle buds of cypress, Long Xiao looked up. Kantian: "Besides, I've been there for 100 years, so happy."

"Were you always like this before, just..." Fu Ziqiu gestured: "What you think in your heart is different from what you make."

"I used to do it when I was a child when I was ignorant, but I didn't think much of it later, because I knew that struggling was useless, and thinking too much would disappoint me, so I didn't dare to think about it." When Long Xiao said this, he always smiled. of.Probably because Dijun has been doing this for a long time, the mask has covered his face layer by layer. There is no difference between telling the truth and telling lies, just from the outside.

It makes people think that he doesn't care, doesn't care.

But behind those "dare not to think" is the hopelessness after many struggles.

What's it like to have one's hopes wiped away bit by bit, empty?tedious?Does this kind of life have meaning?

No wonder Long Xiao at that time was able to say the words "everything is born with spirit, and all beings are equal". If it weren't for the support of this whimsical idea in the eyes of others, it forced him to move forward to realize this vision. Yes, the boundless loneliness, how to resolve it.

But even so, the dream he dares to dream about the most is the common people in the world.

Throughout that life, he never seemed to earn anything for himself.

Elegant, prudent, dignified, respectful, sympathetic to all people, and taking the world's well-being as his own responsibility, he is a wise king of the world.

This is the praise from later generations, but among them, which one is the real Long Xiao?

"And me, I cultivate my body and mind, and I don't have many delusional thoughts." Long Xiao casually brushed away his long hair, "So I used to have a good temper. I didn't get angry very much, and I didn't swear at others."

Fu Ziqiu's heart softened, and he saw through the stubbornness: "Is there no one around you who can tell the truth?"

Long Xiao paused for a moment, his strong support collapsed a little bit, his gentle brows and eyes drooped lonely.His expression was suddenly a little distant, with a bit of almost affectionate nostalgia.

After a long silence, he said softly, "Yes."