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

79.

The anger pent up in his heart subsided little by little, and Long Xiao sank his shoulders, feeling the pain in his tailbone, and slowly leaned on the cushion behind him.

He said: "Letting my demons come into the world is the most despicable thing I have ever done in my life."

In his previous life, Long Xiao was governed by the rules of etiquette since he was a child, and he led the army to fight in his early ten years old. His immature shoulders shouldered too many unequal responsibilities.

He behaved well and walked the road paved for him by his father, emperor and mother. He was glamorous, possessed unmatched power and supreme power, but he was actually cautious and cautious, walking on thin ice everywhere.

The rituals of the Celestial Clan tied his hands and feet, and the beliefs of the gods and people wrapped him in an airtight shell. He never knew what freedom was, even though he could fly higher than anyone in the Three Realms.

Until he met Qinghe, an ignorant and ignorant bird, so happy and at ease, he was envious and couldn't help but want to get closer, because he found that only when he was with Qinghe could he forget the world "Big self", find the simplest "small self".

Qinghe untied his girdle that had been wrapped several times, threw away the jade pendant and gold ornaments hanging on his body, took off his shoes and socks, scattered his jade crown and long hair, and taught him what it means to be unrestrained on the grassland run.

Qinghe sang nursery rhymes of the Feng family to him, told stories about how he was mischievous when he was a child, stole eggs from one family, picked flowers from another family, dozed off when the old patriarch was giving lectures, quarreled with his mother and ran away from home.

These vivid lives and experiences are longings that Long Xiao has never had in his life.

He also wants to be pampered on the knee of the mother god, and also wants to learn how to draw a bow and shoot an arrow in the arms of the father emperor. He wants to be the teacher's most eccentric student, and when the teacher asks a question, he will give an unconstrained and unconscionable answer. A wonderful idea.

But how come.

The mother god is elegant and gentle, and treats him very well, but rarely gets close to him.The father is stern and mighty, awe-inspiring, and he seldom sees each other during successive years of battle.The teacher was approachable, probably felt that his father didn't love his mother, so he made up for him, and often coaxed him, but he couldn't comment on his homework.

In his life, he lived a rigid and regular life, and everything he saw was clear black and white, and there was no room for a third color.

But Qinghe mixed a plate of multicolored ink for him, embellishing his boring life with colorful colors bit by bit.From then on, he saw that hope is green, happiness is yellow, and love is red.

The pure-hearted and ascetic emperor thought about it, and learned to love without a teacher. He delusionally wanted to keep Qinghe by his side, and wanted Qinghe to be his own blue bird, not a phoenix between clouds and water.

Qinghe's appearance caused a ripple in Long Xiao's calm heart. He became more and more greedy, wanting more and more, and even opposed the mother goddess' idea of ​​marrying him several times.

He longs for love and freedom, day after day, year after year, he is so small that he can't hold anything other than Qinghe.

But how can it be.

Identity, status, responsibility and mission, all of which do not allow him to do so, he can only carefully conceal the existence of Qinghe, hiding him in Changxiao Palace all day long.

It was a bird with wings, but Long Xiao weaved a cage with love.

He hated his own background more and more, hated the name "Long Xiao", he wanted to be an ordinary person, even a mortal who would suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death.That way, he could raise his little blue bird openly, and he even thought selfishly that it didn't matter even if Qinghe couldn't change form for the rest of his life, he would pamper him, love him and love him for the rest of his life.

Later, like a dream, his Qinghe was enlightened. He couldn't believe that this stupid bird had the same thoughts about him, and he repeatedly doubted whether Qinghe knew what liking was.

Long Xiao wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain all his life, and he never made any wish.That was the first time he prayed to God, even if one day Qinghe regretted it, was tired, tired, and wanted to fly away, at least not to take this love away, if possible, he wanted to keep it alone for life after life.

Probably because the wish of "life after life" is too heavy and too greedy, God can't see it, and refuses to let him get his wish.That dream was so beautiful that it hurt so much when I woke up.

Qinghe is all his delusions, love is the demon in his heart, and Long Xiao is the one locked in the prison, and he has already been deeply trapped.

"You are my demon," Long Xiao whispered, trembling eyelashes, "It is the fragility that I want to hide from anyone."

"It was my own selfish desire that made a big mistake. How can the world be blamed? How can thousands of souls be blamed? How can the soldiers of the heavenly clan be blamed?"

Long Xiao unconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes tightly. The skin on his hands was delicate and tender, and it would break if he pinched it.

In the battle between gods and demons back then, Long Xiao was controlled by the demons and killed many of his comrades. This was a hurdle he had never been able to overcome.

After that, he was frightened every night. In his dream, the soldiers of the Celestial Clan came to demand his life, demanding that he pay with blood.

"Giving me alone, I can calm the grievances of the Three Realms, and can eliminate the troubles of the demons, and I...why not?"

"To this day, the remnants of the past have not been wiped out. I am the one who started it. Why not?"

This is the teaching that Long Xiao received since he was a child. From the time he was babbling, someone kept telling him that he should always take the responsibility of the common people in the world.

It was the first complete sentence Long Xiao uttered in his life.

Because of love|desire wrong heart demon, being controlled by the demon to harm innocent people, this is his irrefutable karma, pay it off, redeem it, even at the cost of his life.

The death 800 years ago should have been regarded as a blood debt. Who would have thought that by mistake, he would be given another chance. However, if the demons in his heart are not eliminated, he will not be able to be stable for a day, so the old things are happening again today.This is a responsibility he cannot shirk, it started because of him, and it should end with him.

Long Xiao's heart was sour, and he tasted a rush of blood in his mouth: "My fault, I will pay it back. For you, I have let you down several times, humiliated your friendship, and hurt your sincerity. I am sorry for you."

At that time, the Three Realms and Six Paths will have their own order, and the younger brother Long Yuan will regroup.He can return Long Xiao to the world, and the rest of Gu Zhizhou, which is made up of fragments, is barely enough to be free. If Aqiu still wants it, he will give it all to him.

"But you can't say that I don't have you in my heart." Long Xiao looked at Fu Ziqiu's frozen back, and turned sharply, "Birds are not big-minded, can I accept everything? I want to give Why can't you cast a curse? Do you have to hug you? Fu Ziqiu, if you have such a thought, you are punishing my heart."

Hearing this, Fu Ziqiu shook as if overwhelmed.

Long Xiao pressed the aching brows, and said to the back: "Get out of here yet."

Fu Ziqiu immediately turned around, and staggered to the bed.

Long Xiao saw a pair of red eyes.

He sighed, and stroked Fu Ziqiu's slightly moist eyes: "At that time, I thought you hated me, so I thought that if I died, you wouldn't be too sad. When I was in Fanyun Mountain, I I took a wisp of the tree soul from the Tongtian Shenbai and hid it in my heart veins. If my body dies and my soul dies, it will take the remaining blood from my heart and regenerate life in the Shenbai. You are crying out even in your dreams 'Zhizhou', how can I not give him back to you. It's just that without Nilin, the one who came back may be mentally impaired, but you like him so much, you shouldn't mind, and as time goes by, you can take my place I'm with you."

Fu Ziqiu had never heard such heart-stirring words. Like 800 years ago, Long Xiao paved the way for him one by one, even preparing a substitute for him.It's just that that person helped the world back then, he was just a small corner, now it's not what it used to be, the only person and thing Long Xiao has to think about is him.

In his previous life, Long Xiao was knowledgeable and polite, never uttered bad words, and it was rare to see harsh words, but in the past 100 years, he has been uncharacteristically, surly, violent, and domineering.But no matter which one, Fu Ziqiu likes it very much, loves it very much.Never thought that behind this man's soft or hard mask, there is such a straightforward heart that is almost cruel.He didn't even have any fluctuations in his words, like a spring that couldn't blow the wind, he used a blunt knife to slowly scrape the bones and flesh on Fu Ziqiu's body, making him wonder where to repair it to stop it This constant pain.

Fu Ziqiu grabbed Long Xiao's hand, breathing tremblingly: "Are you going to leave me a fool who doesn't know anything?"

Long Xiao curled up his fingertips and brushed it under the corner of Fu Ziqiu's eyes, and then he said, "It's better than you, being lonely in this world."

"What I want is not a puppet exactly like you!" Fu Ziqiu couldn't help roaring, "Long Xiao is you, and Gu Zhizhou is also you. From the beginning to the end, the only person I want is you!"

Fu Ziqiu raised his hand to grab Long Xiao's heart, without making him feel any pain, he directly grabbed the tree soul that was stained with his heart's blood.

"I know," Long Xiao gently closed his eyes, "so I said, I won't leave again."

As soon as the words were finished, Long Xiao snatched the wisp of tree soul from Fu Ziqiu's hand, squeezed it into a handful of green smoke, and completely ruined it.

He leaned forward and took Fu Ziqiu into his arms: "Don't be afraid, brother is here, and I won't leave you behind."

Fu Ziqiu seemed to collapse, pinching the back of Long Xiao's neck, frantically devouring his breath.

After tossing and turning, emotions welled up, Long Xiao's face was covered with tears, and his forehead touched for a while, Fu Ziqiu said in a hoarse voice: "You can go forward, I have wings now, no matter when, as long as you turn around, I will I can catch you."

That year, the Feng family died, and Long Xiao picked up a seriously injured and dying blue bird from the pool of blood, and has been protecting him ever since.Later, the flames raged, and the ignorant little blue bird was reborn in Nirvana in the sea of ​​suffering, and finally soared with wings to shelter him from the wind and rain.

They are each other's wings and each other's life.

"hiss--"

Long Xiao frowned and turned his head away.

Fu Ziqiu propped himself up and looked at him: "...what's wrong?"

"Back, waist pain."

Fu Ziqiu was dizzy, worried that his hands were not light or heavy, so he quickly lifted the quilt to have a look.

It didn't feel good at first glance. Under the quilt, a pair of long, naked legs were white and pink, which made him even more dizzy.

Long Xiao lay down and lay down. This night, he poured out his heart to coax others. If Fu Ziqiu still loses his temper with him, he has no conscience!With his head on the pillow, he settled his thoughts, and his energy suddenly withered, completely ignoring the one who was still sitting, and he was about to fall asleep.

Fu Ziqiu wiped his face, suppressed the desire that was about to get out of control, and then finished the unfinished work for Long Xiao.

Long Xiao found Fu Ziqiu's hand while he was half asleep and half awake, squeezed it, and said vaguely: "Sleep on the bed tonight..."

Fu Ziqiu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled as if relieved.