Dijun, you went to the wrong volute

The first snow fell in the world, and it flew all over the city like catkins.

Eastern Jingguo believed in Buddhism, and there were many temples in the country, and the green smoke slowly spread.

Cang Qi led him into a three-story attic of an ancient temple. This place should be a place for Buddhist believers to retreat and practice. Stacks of Buddhist scriptures.

He made a trick to get the brocade quilt to be spread under Yun Tun's body, and put him on it.

"Stomach pain again?"

Yun Tun clutched his abdomen and shrunk into a small ball, his face was a little pale, he knew that he must have moved his fetus, the little thing in his belly would vent his anger if he was unhappy, and he would be too delicate before it came out.

He is a doctor himself, he will not be a fly without a head, but only panic and anxious. He has a general understanding of his situation, temporarily suppresses the doubts gathered in his heart, sits up with his body propped up, and puts his hand around Cang Qi's neck.

Cang Qi was stunned for a moment, and put his arms around the slender waist that could be held by his hands, "Does it hurt anymore?"

"It hurts." He snorted softly, put his arms around his neck and pressed the old man Dijun under him. Although he was weak, just looking at his movements, he was still a bit strong.

Cang Qi, "..."

Without waiting for him to speak, Yuntun lowered his head to find the man's lips and kissed them.

Cang Qi's immovable majestic demeanor that day was immediately shattered into pieces under Yun Tun's body, his surprised eyes widened, he sucked in a hopeless breath, and immediately tasted the fragrant fragrance.

Not waiting for Cang Qi to indulge in the little snail's gentle kiss and lick, Yun Tun sucked the tip of his tongue, biting a bit of flesh on the tip of Cang Qi's tongue quickly with a mouthful of small white teeth.

"hiss…"

Yun Tun patted him on the head, hissing, it still hurts.

He gently wrapped the blood in Cang Qi's mouth with the tip of his tongue and swallowed it into his stomach. Even the blood of the ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum exudes a delicious taste, which is fragrant and bitter, making Yuntun a little fondle admiringly.

However, he didn't dare to swallow too much, otherwise his body would be burnt out in vain and hurt himself. Yuntun reservedly sipped a drop or two of blood from the tip of his tongue into his mouth, self-sufficient, and raised his head confidently.

"..."

Cang Qi was pressed down and felt that he should say something, but his beautiful lips never uttered any sweet words, so he had no choice but to express his thoughts with actions.

He pressed his big hands on the back of the wontons, his lower abdomen tightened and pressed against the wontons on his body, his voice was a little hoarse, "Ganoderma lucidum is full of treasures, do you still want to try it?"

Yuntun was secretly teasing the emperor, but unexpectedly, the ugly mushroom was more rascal than he had imagined. Yuntun fell to the side of the couch, grabbed the blanket and covered him.

There is a warm feeling in the abdomen that is still throbbing. Ganoderma lucidum cannot be used as an anti-abortion medicine, but the spirituality of the ancestor of Ganoderma lucidum is too powerful, far better than other herbs.

Yun Tun thought silently, maybe it was possible that the little thing in his belly could feel his father's presence and be honest.

It was the first time Cang Qi molested someone, seeing Yuntun's expression was calm, he felt uneasy, he didn't know whether Yuntun's reaction was good or not, he also turned sideways and opened his mouth, "Little snail, I—— "

Yuntun put his head on Cangqi's chest, and quickly swallowed the words that came to his mouth, for fear that he would offend the little snail by saying something wrong.

The majestic emperor, the gods and immortals can still stay on Mount Tai before three thousand soldiers, but for some reason, he is very afraid of a small snail the size of a copper coin. Yuntun secretly laughed and did nothing, just put his head on him Hearing the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest, he said softly, "I'm~no~thing~"

"You ~ and ~ me ~ go back ~ home ~?"

Outside the ancient temple, there is snow all over the city, and there is warm jade and soft fragrance in the pavilions. Could it be that it is a last resort, and it would be better to say something than this one, but even if Cang Qi doesn't want to mention it anymore, he has to make it clear.

"Sorry, I can't."

Yun Tun was silent, his answer was the same as that of his father, he picked up a handful of green hair and handed it out to play in front of his eyes, "Because of the Edict of Gods~? What is this~? Why would the Emperor of Heaven say that all living things will be against you~ ?”

Cang Qi pondered for a moment, and found an appropriate metaphor, "Have you read the martial arts storybook, it is somewhat similar to Jianghu Chasing Order."

In the three thousand floating worlds, among the four realms, anyone who has the edict to arrest the gods can be ordered to do so. Killing the person in the edict will gain great grace, accumulate thousands of blessings and spiritual cultivation, and possess endless power and glory.

Once such rewards are released, who in the Four Realms will not be tempted by them, and who would want to practice hard for 80 years, just to one day achieve the true fruit of cultivation.

It is said that people make money and birds die for food. It is true. Even if there is a big difference between strength and weakness, there will still be people willing to die. Hugging Yuntun into his arms, "In the future, there may be more and more practice gods and ghosts who want to kill me. If I go to Vientiane Street with you, I will bring this disaster with me and disturb the peace of the world."

He put his arms around Yuntun and stroked his waterfall-like blue hair. Cang Qi hadn't seen the God-hunting edict yet, but what annoyed him was that Yuntun was involved. If he returned Yuntun to Master Yun with a little heart, Maybe there is nothing worth worrying about, but when the little snail is going to leave him, Cang Qi feels empty in his heart, and his chest hurts.

He endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He pressed Yun Tunxu under his body, resting his chin on his shoulder, and said muffledly, "I know that you will be in danger if you follow me, but I just can't bear to hold you back." Go back."

Yun Tun's heart was sour and sweet, he missed his father, but he didn't want to leave Cang Qi, and he felt that it was difficult to even breathe when he thought about it.

At this time, at the other end of East Jingguo, Qingying managed to catch up with the marks left by Yun Chi. As soon as he entered the inn, he was overwhelmed by a strong resentment. He turned his head and saw Yun Chi sitting by the window. His face was frosty, Master Yaoshen's persuasion was fruitless, and he held the nectar at a loss.

Qing Ying was stunned, Xin Dao couldn't even persuade Mu Dan, he still didn't want to provoke him, turned his feet, and was about to go back, just as he took a step, a sword flew towards his cheek.

Qingying grabbed the sword in a hurry, and walked over aggrieved, it's not that he provoked you, what did he do.

Yun Gap stared at him, slowly grinding out words from his throat, gnashing his teeth, "Tun'er was taken away by him~!"

"That's why I came here." Qingying glanced at Mudan, and said in a low voice, "Don't you think Tun'er has a good relationship with that person?"

Yun Gap slammed on the table, and the tea tray shook violently. Mu Dan grabbed his hand in distress, whether it hurt or not.

Yun Chi's eyes were red, and his voice was even lowered by three points, "You'd better explain clearly what you mean~, or I'll pluck all your chicken feathers~!"

The fluttering snow outside made Qingying think of the fluff under his wings, and swallowed, "It's literally, if you do it again, I'll leave right away." He stuck his neck and said, not knowing He is a lofty Shangxian who is afraid of what this thing is doing.

Yun Chi stared at him ferociously, his eyes were on fire, and he was about to put on airs to cook Qing Ying alive, he was furious, his chest heaved two or three times, suppressing his anger, he said in a low voice, "No matter what it is, I must bring Tun'er back, it's too dangerous for him to follow that man!"

"Okay, okay, take it." Qingying said in his heart, you can go up, anyway, he can't beat anyone.

Mu Dan handed Yun Chi a glass of water, he looked much calmer than Yun Chi, and rubbed the edge of the teacup thoughtfully, "Is there any record about Emperor Cang in the heaven?"

Qingying mumbled vaguely.

Yun Chi stared at him displeasedly, and asked what the man was doing.

Mu Dan held his hand, "It's nothing, just ask." He had a feeling in his heart that he would know about this sooner or later.

"What do you know, tell us."

Qingying rolled her eyes back and forth, and raised her teacup to cover half of her face.

There is no doubt that the perfunctory attitude is obvious.

Mu Dan took out Yun Gap's sword and put it on the table, and said, "I heard that the feathers of the double-named bird are very suitable for sticking on feather shuttlecocks. What does Shangxian think?"

threaten!The husband and wife have the same virtues, Qingying slandered, reluctantly recalling the relationship he saw in the Yuanyuan Palace, the old god was muttering, "In the ancient years, chaos first opened..."

The bronze bell in the ancient temple made a deep and long-lasting sound, which startled a few winter birds picking up food on the snow.

Yun Tun sat up, held Cang Qi's hand to his lips, and listened carefully to his story of the past.

As long as there are stories, there should be food.

Yun Tun hung his head down and licked his fingers greedily, unwilling to eat, and licking was also very enjoyable.

Cang Qi, "..."

"Father God created the two worlds of heaven and earth. At the beginning of Mongolia, the gods came out together, each occupying one side to rule the four seas. However, everything was barren and desolate. The goddess was ordered to make humans out of clay, and gave birth to the seven clans. The Xia clan is One of them." Cang Qi's voice was gentle and deep, drifting along the vermilion windows of the ancient temple to the clouds and fields, and scattered into the winter snow-covered city.

Qingying withdrew his gaze from the goose-feather snow, looked at the two people in front of him, and said, "It is rumored that the Xia clan has a mellow and simple folk style, and their appearance and habits are most similar to a goddess. They rise in the morning, rest in the evening, and live in a tribe , extremely harmonious, seems to be very beautiful, but for some reason, judging from the records in the book, the Goddess does not like the Xia family."

"Why?" Mu Dan asked.

Qingying shook his head, "They are very similar to humans. They were born weak and sick, vulnerable to a single blow. At that time, there were many disputes among the clans due to territorial issues. Even though the Xia clan did not participate, they were still implicated in the wars between gods. When heaven and earth are at war, Floats are completely destroyed, thick clouds cover the sun, long rivers flow backwards, the Yi clan has wings, and the He clan has scales, they can escape for their lives, but the Xia clan can only sit and wait for death. "

However, the flood receded, and the land bred plague. The unlucky Xia family was not drowned by the flood, but hundreds of people died of the disease. The plague quickly spread among the ethnic group. She doesn't like the Xia clan, and the goddess can't watch the clan die out. In desperation, she walked through Qianshan and came to the end of the rising star and moon.

There are towering ancient trees and fine grass like blankets, bathed in pure and clear spiritual brilliance day and night. Tens of thousands of forest spirits live in the ancient trees, blooming like umbrellas, standing prominently.

She prayed to these Lin Zhonglings to cure Xia's plague.

Under the silver light, countless small round and faint silver lights emerged from the ancient trees, like fireflies flying all over the mountains and plains. These silver lights whispered to each other, and after seven days of discussion, they made a decision and rejected all the goddesses.

Qingying reached out to catch a snow petal, turned around and said, "These spirits in the forest know that if they respond to the goddess, they will pay the price of death and soul to heal those members of the Xia clan who have nothing to do with them. It is the spiritual thing fairy grass, with spirituality, seemingly innocent but indifferent to world affairs. The goddess showed a sad face, turned and left, but was blocked by a silver light."

The silver light stretched out thin and boneless silver threads and wrapped them in the hands of the goddess, emitting a cold air silently. It reflected the mourning eyes of the goddess, and immediately uprooted her real body and sent it to the goddess.

And just at this time, a hundred thousand mountains and rivers suddenly branched out, and the frozen and snowy land melted instantly. The Father God dropped a silvery talisman from the top of the sea of ​​clouds, and the talisman fell into the hands of the Goddess, giving birth to the Lord of Mountains, Rivers and Ten Thousand Trees , this master is Lin Zhongling Cangqi.

The author has something to say:

The method of choosing gods in this great prehistoric period is a bit similar to the twelve zodiac signs: Xuanyuan Huangdi said that he would choose twelve animals as guards for the year and month. Cats, dogs and pigs made an appointment to go to the palace together the next day. Cats are used to going out at night. The next day, neither the dog nor the pig could call the cat. The cat said to let the two go first, and he arrived later. The dog and pig rushed to the palace. When they arrived, the dog happened to be No. It is No. 11, and the cat is one step behind, so it was not selected as the Chinese zodiac.

Everyone has the same spiritual grass, whoever stands up will become a god.