I'm going to make a god

Gong Qianzhong never took emperors seriously, after all, an emperor would die every few years in his hometown.

However, adding the word 人 in front of the emperor has a completely different meaning. The emperor means that he is the king of the human race, which means that he enjoys all the luck of the human race. As long as the people do not die, the emperor will not die.

"... Isn't that wrong? If you are really created by secrets, secrets will not die."

Gong Qianzhong first put aside the relationship between time and space and cause and effect, and said matter-of-factly: "As long as the emperor lives, the scientific age we live in will not come."

Zhuang Bie said in a low voice: "Many spirits say that I am a barrier of Kyushu, and I will fall a hundred years ago. It is also because the luck of this continent has fallen to the bottom, and because of various accidents..."

Gong Qianzhong looked at Zhuang Bie fixedly: "Then you are?"

Zhuang Bie didn't speak for a long time. He didn't say softly until the sound of house construction was in full swing outside, "I'm not."

Gong Qianzhong frowned, and heard Zhuang Bie say in the next second: "I am just a witch weapon, but when the emperor gives up eternity and imposes the luck of the human race on me, I will be."

"People cannot exist forever, but the inheritance and beliefs that have lasted for countless years can be carried on the witchcraft, and evolved into an enchantment that protects this land."

Zhuang Bie closed his eyes, at this moment he exuded a strong sense of melancholy and loneliness.

He finally knew what he was, but the moment he realized it, he was also certain.

He will never, ever leave this land of mountains and rivers, but Gong Qianzhong will leave one day.

"That's it..." Gong Qianzhong lowered her eyes, then said with a smile, "Congratulations, I finally recovered my memory."

Hearing these words, Zhuang Bie felt even more uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but thousands of words froze on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Gong Qianzhong felt that the atmosphere was very depressing. Well, he admitted that he was not in a good mood. After all, Zhuang Bie was already his spirit, and in the blink of an eye, Zhuang Bie became the spirit of the witch weapon left by the Emperor. It is still the kind of existence that is rooted in the land and cannot be taken away.

It's like when he finally decided to admit that the treasure at hand is a good thing and plans to use it well, only to find out that this thing has an owner?

It just made him want to kill someone violently.

Gong Qianzhong endured it again and again, but said: "What is your body?"

He seemed to remember that Zhuang Bie said once: "You used to despise Simu very much, are you also Ding?"

Zhuang Bie gave a low hum, and said in a low voice, "It should be, I'll find out when I go back and look up the information."

After all, there are only a few Human Sovereigns, and what the Human Sovereigns did is written in the textbooks.

Gong Qianzhong has never been a good guy. After realizing that Zhuang Bie actually belonged to someone else, he felt an unknown anger in his heart. At the same time, he made up his mind: he must find a way to get it back!

In the past, Zhuang Bie was kind to Gong Qianzhong. Gong Qianzhong felt that Zhuang Bie was tricky. After Gong Qianzhong finally let go of his guard, he found that Zhuang Bie was not his. This instantly aroused Gong Qianzhong's rebellious psychology. Instead, find a way to get it.

To be honest, Gong Qianzhong's previous journey of cultivation was quite bumpy, and he lived and died several times, but he never missed what he wanted.

This is called being cheap.

Gong Squirrel spoke, but his tone returned to his usual calmness, which was the calmness after making a decision.

He said: "Since you have experienced it once before, I will leave it to you, and I will sleep for a while."

The squirrel yawned: "Before you came, I was tense and tired. Oh, by the way, don't forget that silly goose."

After finishing speaking, the palace squirrel coiled into a ball, nestled in Zhuang Bie's arms and fell asleep.

Zhuang Bie was in a complicated mood. He hugged the big fluffy squirrel in his arms, wanting to escape from a distance, but instinctively wanted to get closer.

He wanted to tell Gong Qianzhong, please help me, but he was afraid that Gong Qianzhong would refuse and look down on him, but Zhuang Bie couldn't let him go forever.

After all, so many years have passed, time has passed, history has buried so many clouds of the past, Zhuang Bie alone carries those memories, and he perseveres with difficulty until finally disappears a hundred years ago.

During the time when he lost his memory, Zhuang Bie felt the most relaxed and happiest since the birth of his spiritual consciousness.

You don't need to think about anything, you don't need to plan anything, and you don't need to have a headache. Why are the emperors more trash than each other...

He only needs to follow Gong Qianzhong to swipe his mobile phone.

Really, the good times that easily made him want to cry as long as he recalled them.

Zhuang Bie pursed his lips, he turned his face away, his long black hair drooped down, tears ran down his cheeks, and he choked up silently.

Tears fell drop by drop, Zhuang Bie was overwhelmed by the turbulent emotion, allowing himself to be immersed in grief, but at this moment, a cool touch touched his chin, Zhuang Bie opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw The big white goose, tied into a spindle and knocked unconscious, woke up. The big white goose blinked and rubbed Zhuangbie with its head.

Big White Goose Ye Xiaobai: "Beauty, why are you crying?"

Zhuang Bie: "..."

He was so frightened that he directly smashed the spindle in his hand.

With a plop, the spindle white goose directly hit the densely packed bed, and amidst the flying dead leaves, Ye Xiaobai twisted his body and turned his head to Zhuangbie.

"Beauty, why are you crying?" Ye Bai'e said, "The tears you shed spilled on my heart, with a powerful spirituality, which enlightened my appearance."

"I, Ye Xiaobai, owe you a favor. What wish do you have? I will help you realize it. Don't cry, okay?"

Zhuang Bie stared blankly at the big white goose, crying and laughing, he shook his head, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and returned to normal.

He said softly: "It's nothing, it's your luck that you can wake up."

Zhuang Bie raised his hand a little, and the golden thread wrapped around the big white goose disappeared. The big white goose fluttered its wings, flew down from the bed, and wobbled to Zhuang Bie.

Ye Bai'e tilted his head, he looked at the palace squirrel on Zhuang Bie's lap, and then at Zhuang Bie: "Are you Chong Wu's friend?"

Zhuang Bie hummed lightly.

Ye Bai'e demonstrated his qualities as Gong Qianzhong's bereaved friend: "Do you want me to wake him up and let him know that you are crying?"

Zhuang Bie hurriedly said: "Shh, don't wake him up, and please don't tell him."

Ye Bai'e went to smash it to goose mouth: "Then tell me your wish? If you don't tell me, I will wake up Chong Wu."

Zhuang Bie: "..."

Zhuang Bie asked Ye Xiaobai with a good temper: "Why do you have to know?"

Ye Xiaobai: "I don't want to owe you favors and karma. My family members say that these two things are the most deceitful, and it is easy to defraud yourself, and you can't seek death if you can't survive."

Zhuang Bie was silent for a while before saying: "That's it, then you can do me a favor."

Ye Xiaobai flapped his wings, his eyes lit up: "Say it."

Zhuang Bie looked down at the squirrel on his lap, he looked at it for a long time, and finally said: "Can you stay with Xiao Zhong all the time?"

Ye Xiaobai was taken aback.

Zhuang Bie's voice was very gentle. He reached out and gently stroked the big fluffy tail of the squirrel, and even smiled: "He is actually a lonely person, so lonely that he does not allow himself to trust others."

"It's... so lonely."

Ye Xiaobai thought for a while: "You asked me to accompany you? Why didn't you accompany yourself?"

This is really a good question, Zhuang Bie let out a sigh of relief, and he added a precondition: "Then when I can't be with him, please take care of him a little bit?"

After hearing this, Ye Xiaobai nodded his goose head, expressing his agreement.

Then Ye Xiaobai stuffed his head under the wings, closed his eyes and began to rest.

He seemed to be asleep, but he was actually thinking, how simple it is, as long as Zhuang Bie and Chong Wu sign a life-and-death contract or marriage contract, luck is connected, life and death together, if Zhuang Bie died If the heavy witch is dead, then there is nothing wrong with me?

Oh, I'm so clever, I just did it.

Zhuang Bie didn't know Ye Xiaobai's thoughts, he relaxed his body, thought while stroking the squirrel's fur, when Gong Qianzhong got out of the squirrel's shape and returned to the present world, maybe it's time to say goodbye?

I want to find the body, and Gong Qianzhong will spend more time in the wilderness.

Is there any chance to meet again in the future?Can he still get into the boy's pocket and stick it on the phone case to browse the forum?

The more Zhuang Bie thought about it, the more sad he became, hey, the tip of his nose started to feel astringent again.

I don't know how long it has passed, the soldiers' shouts came from outside, and then a huge log fell heavily, and a dense voice came: "Very good! This pine tree is quite old, so I will use it as a beam!"

The palace squirrel seemed to be woken up, he shook his body in a daze, fluffed his fur, and then was poked by Ye Xiaobai's goose beak.

Gong Qianzhong immediately woke up: "Ye Xiaobai? Are you not a goose head?"

Ye Xiaobai: "No, I'm still a goose, you should say I'm not a goose-brained person anymore."

Gong Qianzhong tilted his head, he jumped suddenly, from Zhuang Bie's arms onto Ye Xiaobai's back, Zhuang Bie almost subconsciously wanted to hug Gong Squirrel.

However, the moment his finger was about to touch the palace squirrel, he flinched and retracted it.

When Gong Squirrel looked back at Zhuang Bie, Zhuang Bie had already recovered his peaceful smile, and he said, "It seems that the materials for the house have come back, Xiao Zhong, why don't you go and have a look?"

Because of the angle, Gong Qianzhong didn't see it, but Ye Xiaobai saw this scene, he blinked his eyes and didn't speak.

Gong Squirrel tilted his head: "Is it because of the secret? You don't have to..." He said halfway: "Forget it, you can rest here, Ye Xiaobai and I will go out and have a look."

Ye Xiaobai left the dense house with Gong Squirrel on his back. As soon as he went out, Gong Qianzhong leaned close to the neck of the big white goose: "How did you wake up?"

Ye Xiaobai quacked twice: "No, I'm a goose, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Gong Qianzhong: "Is it Zhuang Bie? What did he tell you?"

Ye Xiaobai ran two steps and stopped, he said: "I'll talk about it later, it won't be good if the npc hears it."

After all, there are tribal fighters walking back and forth to help.

Gong Qianzhong said to himself: "Did he really tell you something?"

Ye Xiaobai thought for a while: "What's the relationship between you two?"

Gong Qianzhong drooped her head, and finally said: "I don't know."

Ye Xiaobai:? ? ?

Gong Qianzhong: "But I know one thing, I don't want the duck in my hand to fly away."

Ye Xiaobai shook his wings, and said casually, "Why don't you just tell him? It will save him from holding you and crying."

Gong Qianzhong said in surprise, "Zhuang, stop crying?"

In my impression, Zhuang Bie is a very gentle person, so gentle that even if he is hurt, he should first ask the other party if it hurts.

How huge and desperate would it be to make Zhuang Wang forget his innate gentleness and cry directly?

Ye Xiaobai quacked: "It seems like I'm going to die, since he's your duck, at least keep an eye on him."

Gong Qianzhong was thoughtful: "I see."