Yin and Yang give birth to Tai Chi, and Tai Chi gives birth to pandas

Huangzhu felt that Xuanwu could guide him, like a lamp and a boat, he could move forward even in heavy fog.But even if you understand some truths, accepting it with peace of mind is another matter.

Xuanwu took Huangzhu to the land of birth, the legendary place where gods were reborn.

Gods are different from ordinary people. Ordinary people, even monks, have a lifespan of only a hundred or thousand years, but the lifespan of a god has no end, so sometimes they don't think about how to use their time reasonably, but how to Kill time.There are many things for them to pass the time, some are traveling around the world, some are turning into mortals, returning to basics, and some are obsessed with their own cultivation, refining weapons and practicing martial arts. Of course, you can understand it as some collecting addiction and tidying addiction.

Countless people, countless things, bit by bit, repeated again and again, in the end, memory became the cruelest thing for them.The more you live, the less you want to live.This has become a vicious circle. If you have too much memory, it becomes a burden. The most painful thing is that you can't forget it.

Born, then came into being.

This is a place where memories are stolen, and, irreversibly.When they feel overwhelmed, they feel that forgetting may be the only way to survive.Logically speaking, the time when Xing Luzhi took out his memory was not so early. He usually came once every 4000 years or so, but this time, it was only 2000 years.

Because he can only live if he forgets.Huangzhu saw the bamboo slips that Xing Luzhi had left for him before taking out his memory.

Xing Luzhi thought the panda was dead.I want to forget the panda, but I don't want to forget, so I wrote it down.It was only when I reunited with the panda that I felt familiar but didn't remember anything.

Huangzhu lives in Kongfu, where Xuanwu is, and Xingluomen is still closed, so he naturally has nowhere to go, so he can only think of Xuanwu in the end.There is nothing to do every day, just make a pot of tea for Xuanwu, and then practice with the exercises given by Xuanwu.Without a goal, Huangzhu seems to have returned to the original idleness, but after all, there is nothing to do, so he can only use practice to pass the time.Xing Luzhi often comes here, of course, for Huang Zhu.

Sometimes with flowers, sometimes with spirit bamboo shoots, and sometimes with 'flowers' made of spirit bamboo shoots, he seems to be coaxing an angry lover, trying his best to please.This made Huang Zhu even more annoyed, he seemed to be saying, this is a small matter, Huang Zhu is just self-willed, just coax him.

But no!This is an extremely serious matter.Huang Zhu could understand what Xing Luzhi chose to forget, which might prove that he really valued himself.But in the end, he chose to forget after all.This is not capriciousness, but disappointment.So this made Huang Zhu unable to forgive.

"Even if it is painful to spend the days to come, I will not forget it, because that is the most important person to me. You go, as if we have never met. I really, don't want to see you again Just like, even if I am really sad now and really want to die in the past, I will never forget, I will never forget Miao Miao, I will never forget Yang Su, and I will never forget the short time I was in Miluo Mountain.

This is the reality of Huang Zhu's survival.Xuan Wu said that he was too young, maybe he was, one day he would change, but that would be thousands of years later, and it was also possible that he could truly forgive at that time.

Xing Luzhi stood where he was, looked at the direction where Huangzhu was leaving, and after a long time, rolled up the autumn leaves and left.

'I really, really don't want to see you again. 'This is tantamount to the cruelest torture in Xingluzhi's long years.

I heard that Shaocheng conferred the gods, and I also heard that the first thing after Shaocheng conferred the gods was to declare war on the god of the underworld, the hatred of killing his father and wife, and all the things that the god of the underworld had done to him on the way to confer the gods. Ridiculous, one pile, one piece.It is even more heard that the underworld god has challenged.

There is a spring in the sky, Huang Zhu felt it was miraculous, he lay on the side of the pool, the water surface was dizzy, it was actually a chill between Xing Luzhi and Shaocheng.Huangzhu was slightly startled, and saw that Xing Luzhi still looked indifferent in the water, as if he didn't care about the world, he looked at Shaocheng contemptuously, and Shaocheng also faded from the original greenness, the whole The edges and corners of the person are profound, and the momentum is compelling.

"I killed Yu Qingli."

Xuanwu stood with his hands behind his back: "Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter, if he wants to die, there are thousands of reasons."

If he wants to die, let him die.In short, out of sight out of mind.Huang Zhu couldn't help being angry, and her heart was not as calm as the surface of the water.

In this life-and-death battle between gods and gods, coincidentally, one wants to die, and the other wants to win, and they don't need a reason.Even if Xing Luzhi lost, his character is still enviable, his body is covered with injuries, his surroundings are dark, but he does not lose a bit of arrogance.Xing Luzhi retreated steadily, he smiled, and had to admit that Shaocheng was indeed talented in cultivation, and he was able to achieve such a great achievement in such a short period of time.

Over the years, Xing Luzhi has indeed paid a little more attention to Shaocheng, who knows, he is the only one who has a hope of becoming an opponent for so many years.

Shaocheng raised the long sword, held it with both hands, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Xing Luzhi's chest.And the corner of his mouth was bloody, his eyes were half-closed, and he smiled wildly and fearlessly.This may be the source of Shaocheng's anger, because this person is more arrogant, more arrogant, and more powerful than him.

But now, this person was defeated by his own hands.

"Pluto! Go to hell!"

"stop!"

Huangzhu flew over, carrying the fragrance of bamboo all over her body, stabbing at Shaocheng with green branches, parrying the long sword, and shaking the unexpected Shaocheng more than ten meters away.Huangzhu took back the Lianxin branch, which was given to him by Liu'er back then, and it was really extraordinary, standing in front of Xing Luzhi, his attitude was obvious that he wanted to protect Xing Luzhi.

"Little Bamboo?" Shaocheng was more surprised than the anger he had just missed, "Are you okay? I thought you were trapped in a secret realm. I have been trying to save you all these years."

There was scorched earth all around.Xinglu knew that he was already ready to die, he looked at the person he was thinking of in disbelief, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and dripped into the scorched earth under his body.My son, life is useless without you.I was right, I used my life to block your forgiveness, you still came after all.

"Shaocheng, I've never liked you. It's always been your own imagination. Besides, Yu Qingli was killed by me. Yu Qingli and I had an enmity long before you. Between me and him, Either he died, or I died. Do you think half of the reason why I was trapped in the secret realm and couldn't get out was because of him."

Not everyone is willing, or able, to bear the truth.Huangzhu can tell the truth calmly, but Shaocheng may not be able to accept it calmly. He is caught in a kind of entanglement between love and hate. In front of the two people, his entangled face is ferocious, as if he has fallen into a demon. Shouting that it is impossible, all kinds of auras on his body are mixed and violent, and it seems that he will lose control in the next moment.

Huang Zhu was made to look weird by his performance, and said: "If you want to avenge him, you can find me. Don't make things difficult for my father."

"Underworld, is that your father?"

"Correct."

"Impossible! Xiaozhu! You must be controlled by him!"

"Enough." Xing Luzhi yelled angrily, he suddenly jumped up, and swung his palm away from Shaocheng who was rushing forward. He really looked down on Shaocheng. Looking at him now, he looks like a completely useless A vixen with a decent image, she doesn't look like a man at all, Xing Luzhi carefully guarded her precious son, and mocked contemptuously, "Huangzhu just had a temper tantrum with this deity, and never put you in his eyes. You don't have to make a difficult choice anymore, it's nothing to do with you at all. How can Xiaozhu be called by you."

The reality is so unfair, you struggle, try your best, pay what you can, and endure what you can endure, you think, it’s okay, you’ve succeeded, but in the end, you’re still the only one in someone else’s life Insignificant existence, even humbler, you are just kidding.Shaocheng was instantly killed, known by Xinglu, his godhead was abolished, and his limbs were crippled, which can be described as miserable.

All hope is lost.In the end, he has to watch the person he hates the most and the person he loves the most happily come to a happy ending.And the reason for my failure was just the phrase 'Little Bamboo'.

The jealousy and possessiveness of an old man.

Huangzhu mastered Xing Luzhi's neck, and stuffed himself into his arms, just like in the past, the red panda loved to snuggle into the arms of the colorful stag.That year, Huangzhu left Miluo Mountain to start another life of his. Now, he is tired and weeping, and he is back.

Forget it, just forget it, as long as you are still waiting for me where you are.

"Daddy, I'm back."

This battle for gods ended like this. The God Realm understood that the new god in Shaocheng was no match for Xing Luzhi at all. This was a game of cat and mouse. You can only pray that the cat loses patience as soon as possible.As for the external versions, there are many. Although the ending is the victory of Hades and the defeat of Shaocheng, the process can be described as tortuous.

"It is said that Yushen is really mighty and powerful, and the sword in his hand is the first artifact of the year, 'Evil Sun'. If you want to say that the god of the underworld, he is usually arrogant, heinous, cold-blooded and ruthless. Seeing Yushen, he was so frightened that his legs went limp. Yushen yelled, "God of the Underworld, you take your life!" Threatening Yushen before the sword of God..."

The storyteller in the teahouse is full of voice and emotion, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

The judges in the restaurant were all fascinated.He didn't know that on the second floor, the person involved in the war of gods was listening there.Xing Luzhi's face turned green. If he hadn't cared about these mortals entertaining themselves on weekdays, but now that his son is here, he would be a little angry: "These mortals, why are they talking nonsense? I lost to that coward in Shaocheng? I can make his life worse than death with a flick of my finger."

"It's not that you don't know that legends can only be half believed." Huang Zhu listened with gusto, and picked up a thin bamboo shoot with his chopsticks. The sour taste made him love it so much.Xing Luzhi looked at his son's small mouth opening and closing, don't worry about itching, his son is so cute, no matter in animal shape or human shape, he is the prettiest in the world.

He straightened his expression: "No, I have to go down and let those mortals know that they can't slander the image of God."

"Stop! Whoever said that you should not use divine power unless it is absolutely necessary. We are mortals now, so please accept your bad temper, Daddy."

"Okay, just listen to my son." Er Nu looked happy and didn't go down anymore.

After that war, Huang Zhu and Xing Luzhi lived in seclusion. They returned to Miluo Mountain first, but the problem came. Since Huang Zhu became a human being, he has higher requirements for food and has become more picky about his taste. But Huang Zhu Bamboo doesn't know how to cook, and Xing Luzhi's tens of thousands of years has been wasted, and he doesn't know how to cook either.They had no choice but to live in seclusion and became the head and young head of a rich family in the world.

After living in the world for a long time, Xing Luzhi is handsome in appearance and a rich man. There is only one son in his family. Most of the girls in the city fall in love with him at first sight and want to marry such a man. Yes, there are always some girls who come to hang around their neighborhood, or call their father or invite a matchmaker to make a match every three days.

When Huangzhu saw her, she always teased Xing Luzhi: "Anyway, we won't leave the human world for a while, Daddy, why don't you marry more wives." He was not in a hurry, Xing Luzhi was in a hurry, "My dear son, aren't you angry? I'm almost annoyed to death by these people."

"Why should I be angry? If my stepmother treats me badly, I will drive them away at worst."

Xing Luzhi grinned and leaned against his son's soft back: "Yes, drive them all away, those women can't compare to my precious son."

After that, Xing Luzhi no longer saw those people, and even if someone came, he sent his servants to drive them away.Well, no one came to Xing Luzhi to make a match, but people who came to match Huang Zhu came one after another, and many of them were men.When Xing Luzhi found out, he was furious. In short, the city was under martial law at that time, and when he heard about the monsters, many young men and girls were frightened and went mad.

Of course Huang Zhu didn't know about this matter, if he knew, he wouldn't let Xing Luzhi do as he pleases.

At night, Xingluzhi and Mimi climbed onto Huangzhu's bed again. The servants all knew that the Patriarch and the Young Master often slept in the same room, but they knew it, so they didn't dare to speculate and say anything.

Huang Zhu was sleepy, felt a hot body leaning against her, frowned, turned over and continued to sleep.

Xing Luzhi put his arms around his son carefully, and couldn't help asking: "Son, baby son, baby, how about being Daddy's wife?"

"..." Huang Zhu woke up, he was woken up by fright, and blushed after realizing it, "Shameless old man." But the hand interlocking his fingers did not let go.

Xing Luzhi was very shameless: "How nice an old man is, only an old man can pamper you well. You didn't say no, did you agree?"

"Should I say it's useless now!" Feeling something on her ass, Huang Zhu's face turned blue.Couldn't bear to look directly at him and covered his face, obediently.This kind of obedience made a certain old man even more lustful, kissing and rubbing wildly, wishing he could have more mouths and hands.

But I have to admit that the old man's skills are indeed very satisfactory. When Xing Luzhi kissed that secret place pleasingly, Huang Zhu finally couldn't help it, his face was full of pink, and a few cat-like grunts escaped from his mouth.The voice was very helpful to the people behind him. Xing Luzhi straightened up and carried his son's two long white legs on his shoulders.

Huang Zhucai suddenly opened his eyes, with tears in the corners of his eyes, full of anticipation and fear.

"Baby, don't worry, your first time, Daddy will be very careful." He bent down, licking and biting his soft belly like a pilgrimage, his heavy breathing almost burned the delicate skin.Xing Luzhi raised his head, his eyes were burning, his pupils were the color of blood, the strong sense of oppression surprised Huang Zhu a little.

Xing Luzhi only has one idea in his mind right now, tearing apart the skin and eating the meat until it is completely combined into one.

Stretching their waists, both of them sighed in pain and comfort, and the whole wooden bed made a numbing and terrifying "creaking" sound all night long.Finally, under Xing Luzhi's super 'working ability', the wooden bed died suddenly after being overloaded.

Until the early morning, the two embraced each other and slept together, welcoming the scorching afternoon sun on the collapsed bed.

In this world, I don't care where I am or where I am going, as long as you are always by my side.

The author has something to say:

Pull the brakes, ouch, the old man who drives this wave of cars has a sore back, actually, I think what I wrote is still very well-behaved.