The number one lalang in heaven

Chu, Young Master Li is dead.

Li Xuan was at a loss: "But your temperament is so gentle and easy-going..."

Yang Hui: "It's just that she looks kinder."

Li Xuan was wronged: "Your eyebrows are slightly thinner and black, with long eyelashes and phoenix eyes, and lying silkworms..."

Yang Hui: "It's natural, there's no way."

Li Xuan was sad: "But when you fell from the sky, you were dressed in white, and you brought a rain of flowers..."

Yang Hui: "White is the camouflage color of the gods in the clouds. The flowers fall all over their skirts when they are sleeping under the tree, and they fall together."

Yang Hui: "I'm a man. If it's fake, I'll replace it. I'll pay ten for the fake."

Yang Hui: "Also, I am over a thousand years old this year. When I reached the crown, the first person surnamed Li in the world had not yet been born."

Li Xuan was dumbfounded.

This is different from the plot he thought.

88.

Although Li Xuan was the only son of a wealthy family and was raised pampered, he was also carved in the mold of a gentleman and would not rashly get too close to others.

The reason why he hugged Yang Hui was because he thought that this fairy sister was the standard heaven-sent marriage in the storybook, the little lady he was about to marry.

Who knew that suddenly, the little lady became a man, even older than my great-grandfather.

Li Xuan: ...Father, mother, the child is not filial.

89.

Yang Hui: "I'm sorry."

At this time, Li Xuan had already picked up his own broken rationality, and put back the look of a little gentleman and said with a wooden face: "I misunderstood the fairy, how dare I ask the fairy to apologize."

Yang Hui noticed that the child quickly distanced himself from him, and he got used to it by wrinkling his nose.

Li Xuan: "In the past few days... I have exceeded the etiquette and interrupted the fairy king."

Yang Hui nodded: "It's okay, just let it go."

Li Xuan: "Then..."

Li Xuan didn't know what else to say.

Spit out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and jujube cake I bought for my wife?It's too stingy, a gentleman has no reason to take it back when he gives it.

Please forget the previous thing?People who are thousands of years old in Xianjun don't need to ask themselves.

Xianjun please come back?Seeing that the fairy can't go back, the gentleman should help the downcast.

Li Xuan opened his mouth for a long time without thinking of what to say, but Yang Hui spoke first.

"That's right, Young Master Li. I accepted the word you gave me just now. According to the rules, this becomes my real name and cannot be changed."

"But since you just read it out, we still have a chance to change it into a homonym."

"I don't know too many characters. If it's convenient for you, can you correct it for me?"

Li Xuan cried and wanted to say, this is actually what he has been thinking about since he was 11 years old, the boudoir name for his future wife.

But when he heard "it can't be changed", he swallowed the words tactfully.

90.

"Wanjin" thus became "Wanjin".

It's still a bit feminine, but it's improved.

Yang Hui wasn't very picky either, he stretched out his hand and wiped Li Xuantian's elegant characters, the two characters floated in his palm, flashed golden light twice, and then disappeared.

91.

At that time, Mr. Xichi Yuan didn't know what it meant for a mortal to give a god his real name.

92.

After discovering that Yang Hui was a man, Li Xuan seldom acted like a baby, and instead acted like an adult.

They usually play games, chat about books, and their lives are actually quite comfortable, like a pair of close friends in a good story.

Of course, Yang Hui can only play chess with a 14-year-old child, which is not so good.

But that doesn't matter.The important thing is that they get along very well.

93.

One day in the sky, one year on the ground.This is not accurate, but the time difference does exist.By the time Xichi Yuanjun's immortal friends realized that he was gone, it would have been half a month in the mortal world.The immortal friends hurriedly delivered letters to Xichi Yuanjun, telling him that as long as he survived enough calamities, he could return to the heaven.

Yang Hui: It’s about suffering, right?It's not easy!

So Mr. Li was horrified to find that the immortal began to bang his head against the wall, go on a hunger strike, stay up late at night, and stab his thigh with a beam.

...of course doesn't work.

Fairy friend: "Even though you have fallen into the mortal world, you are still a fairy. How can such a small trick torture you."

Fairy friend: "You have to suffer, the pain in your heart, the pain can't be more painful, the pain is so painful that you can't wait to leave this world at once--then you can really leave this world. Understand?"

Yang Hui, who is very good at staying in a corner and adapting to the environment:  …

Yang Hui: Why don't you just call for the thunder to strike me!

94.

Bad luck soon beckoned.

Not on Yang Huitou, but on Li Xuan.

95.

As I said before, Li Xuan's parents were away, and Li Xuan was alone at home, so he was able to hide a living person secretly.

One day, a disheveled boy stumbled and fell into the gate of the mansion, crying to report that Li Xuan's parents had been summoned into the palace by King Zhou.

At that time, the transportation was inconvenient, so he rushed back desperately, just barely able to return to the mansion to report the funeral before King Zhou's house raid order.

It is also half a month later.

Young Master Li even missed the first seven of his parents.

96.

Yang Hui was born without father and mother, so it is difficult to empathize with him at this time, but he also knows what to do and what not to do.

So he just squatted down/body up to let Li Xuanyi hold him in his arms, without saying any persuasion.

He knew in his heart that since the boy had been away for more than half a month, the house raid order would only be a matter of front and back.

So he made up his own mind, picked up the young master who was still stunned, simply packed his luggage, dismissed the servants, and embarked on a road that he didn't know where he was going.

Young Master Li grew up in wealth and wealth, with loving parents and smooth sailing. When the bad news fell from the sky, he lost his voice.

In order to repay the kindness of taking him in, Yang Hui couldn't bear to leave this half-grown boy behind and dragged him around.

97.

It is not easy to take care of a spoiled young man, and it is even more difficult to take care of a silent young man.

It was Yang Hui's first time taking care of people, but several times he directly took care of healthy people who were sick.

Yang Hui is a patient person.

People who can stay at home for hundreds of years are patient.

But Yang Hui found that Young Master Li was silent day and night and refused to cooperate, which added a lot of difficulty for nothing.

So when he had to ask the doctor to check his pulse again, he sent the doctor away and sat beside his bed.

"Did you see the girl downstairs?" Yang Hui looked at the silent young man, then gently turned his head out of the window, "She was born without parents, and was sold to a madam since she was a child. She started to receive customers, but the money paid by the benefactors did not go to her. The recent turmoil, she can't even receive customers."

"Do you think the madam is hateful? When the madam was twelve or thirteen years old, she was just like her. Would the madam have pity on this girl? Maybe. But would she dare to let the girl go free? Not necessarily."

"This is the world, Li Xuan. It never tasted like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and jujube paste cake that you eat every day in your house. It is a stream of countless sorrows and sorrows, with only a little joy. You used to get more, but now it's gone."

"If you don't want to suffer, you can practice immortality with me. The sky may not be perfect, but there are fewer bad things. But if you fall into self-pity and self-sorrow, you can only experience the suffering of all beings life after life."

"Out of hundreds of reincarnations, you can only meet gods in this life. It's up to you whether you want to climb this fairy ladder."

Yang Hui took out the Tao Te Ching from the bundle and handed it to him: "The heaven and the earth can't last long, let alone human beings? Mr. Li, my condolences."

Li Xuan took it with shaking hands.He said the first sentence in more than half a month, his voice hoarse due to disuse:

"...Always have no desire, so as to observe its essence; always have desire, so as to observe what it is. The two come from the same, different names and the same name. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders."

Li Xuan lay in Yang Hui's arms and howled loudly.

Yang Hui patted him on the back: "It's good to cry. After venting, we can get through it."

98.

In this way, Yang Hui began to wander with Li Xuan during the day, and taught him the art of algebra at night.

He knew that he would leave sooner or later, so he taught very urgently.

"Little Master Li" also became "Li Gongzi", and he taught Li Xuan bit by bit to stand in the world.

One day, a lamp was turned on in the inn.

Yang Hui: "Cultivators pay attention to inaction, that's why they see things without sorrow or joy, and escape from emotions/desires. The so-called inhumanity of heaven and earth treats all things as dogs, and it should be like this."

Li Xuan lowered his eyes: "Will you become desireless after attaining the Tao?"

Yang thought about it for a while: "I can't say for sure, it depends on what your Tao is. Everyone's Tao is different, and the way of enlightenment is different, and it's not the same after ascension. Some of my immortal friends love to collect wine in the mortal world, and it's easier to approve documents after ascension. ;Some people don’t want to get involved in the mundane world at all during their practice, but after attaining Taoism, they get into trouble every now and then; Most of my friends like to be hands-off shopkeepers, but there is also one who is very serious about his fiefdom. In fact, it mainly depends on your heart and chance.”

Li Xuanfu asked on his lap, "Then what is your way?"

Yang Hui stroked Li Xuan's hair and replied, "I don't have a way. We are born with gods and gods."

Li Xuan: "What is the price?"

Yang Hui was stunned.

It seems that every time he talks about the topic of congenital respect for gods, his colleagues always laugh and scold him enviously for taking all his supernatural power for nothing.No one ever asked him: So what price did you pay?

But 14-year-old Li Xuan understood.He knows that the law of heaven is conserved, one surplus is one deficiency, and no benefit is given for nothing.

Yang Hui looked down at Li Xuan's eyes, and said seriously:

"A lot. A lot."

99.

Sometimes Li Xuan couldn't fall asleep with his eyes open, so Yang Hui would lie on his back on the bed and tell him stories under the quilt.

Yang Hui is very homely, and the little bit of gossip from the heavens he heard is quickly used up.

He hesitated for a while, and began to tell his own story under Li Xuan's curiosity.

It was a boring long narrative with a weak story and a bit of gore, an R rating.In short