After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Yi has been in this place for a long time.

"Yi" is not his name, because he is a metamorphosis of heaven and earth, so he didn't have a name in the first place.

In this place, there is usually no one calling him.

He sometimes makes up some other names for himself, but after making up and making up, others think he is still the most suitable name.

This "others" refers to the group of ancient gods.

They died and scattered, most of them did not survive the emergence of the primordial, the only one who survived and knew of his existence was the Buddha.

Almost no one in the Six Realms knows that there is a place in the heavens that no one has ever been to. Behind it are all the remaining palaces and ruins. Even the dust here is dead, and he is the only one who still stays in it, day after day. Facing half of the dark, half-round paper window, observe the movement of the stars.

His task is to observe and record, and he knows that the shining stars he guards follow the fate of heaven.

He can see the fate of the gods, some live and some die, just like a carpenter with precise design, they fit together precisely and do not move at all.

And it has nothing to do with him.

The stars scattered on the paper are cold, cold for thousands of years.

He no longer remembers how he felt when he saw these stars for the first time. All his feelings have been forgotten in the long loneliness of thousands of years.

Because his mission is just to [record], he is the recorder of fortune, and only he can record fortune, because he is not controlled by fortune.

No one came here, and he couldn't get out.But he is not the kind of person with a dull personality. He can read books, walk around, and tidy up the bookshelves.

There are many books on the bookshelf, and he likes to break them up and put them back together one by one.This is his favorite way to pass the time.Sometimes on a whim, he would dig out the dusty classics and try to make some medicines and grow some flowers and plants.

It's just that no one drinks the prepared medicine, and the lifespan of the flowers and plants is short. Often within a few days, he gets tired again.

He has a stable mind and does not need to practice.Among the gods, there should be no god who is more pure and ascetic than him.

It's just that he doesn't know when, his eternal heart has some fluctuations.

The reason was that one day, he saw a red star flickering in the vastness of the stars.

It's a surreal thing, he's been here so long, the stars would twinkle seeing someone for the first time.The stars of the gods have only two states: on or off.

The light lives, the dark dies, there is no middle ground.

So he looked at the star a few more times.

This star is Mingxing.

For some reason, Tianyun elected a representative of the Six Realms—this is really incomprehensible.

He doesn't like luck.

Although he is the keeper of fortune, he doesn't like it because it is too rigid and sometimes too cruel.He likes variables and excitement, although these preferences are slowly discovered in his long loneliness.

The person chosen by fate this time is a little phoenix.

He looked at his fate in the future: the first representative of the fate, the fate is quite good, but after all, he can't bear such a heavy fate, everyone around him will be burdened by his fate, and in the end he will be alone for the rest of his life .

This little phoenix has only two paths in the future: either it is too smooth and hurts others, and is punished by the rest of the gods; or it destroys itself, and dies.

The reason why Ming Xing flickered this time was because the little phoenix's friend died.

The relationship between the two little phoenixes has always been very good, but one day, Mingxing said that he envied the parents of the other phoenix, so the little phoenix died, and his parents hoped to adopt Mingxing as a replacement.

This incident seems to have dealt a great blow to Ming Xing.

There is no doubt that the phoenix named Xing Qin was indeed killed by Tian Yun, but this little phoenix may or may not know.He still doesn't have a complete understanding of Tianyun.

It's just through the things that happened around him, through the attitudes of others towards him, I have a little bit of subtle awareness.

No one dared to get close to him, no one wanted to play with him, and no one wanted to conflict with him.

Because in the rumors of the Six Realms, Ming Xing is actually the representative of "the lone star of the evil spirit".

Yi didn't care, he would see countless such things every day.

It was just the twinkling of this star that made him remember this star.This is a slight disturbance in his stable life.

On the scroll, he wrote in the ancient language: "On a certain year, a certain month, a certain day in the ancient calendar, the stars moved."

After that, he didn't pay attention to him again.

Time turns and the same day repeats itself for many years.

What he didn't expect was that one day this little phoenix would actually break into this place.

During tens of thousands of years of loneliness, it was the only living thing he saw.

The moment he heard him break in, the man vaguely understood: it was fate that sent him to his side.

Nothing else, just because one of them is the representative of fortune, and the other is the recorder of fortune.Only they are connected and yet unrelated.

So only he will see his star twinkle, only he will stray into this dusty palace with his wings.

"Phoenix?" He murmured, not remembering who it was for a while, "How could there be a phoenix flying in here?"

That red-gold ball was not afraid of strangers, it stared at him with its small black bean eyes, tilted its head, and even burned the windows of the temple, as if it didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

It is forbidden for outsiders to enter without permission, and the record of Tianyun prohibits outsiders from touching it.

He has never broken these rules, he thought, it is best to send the little bird back to his original place, and then wash away the memory, otherwise, what will happen later will be difficult to say, and very difficult done.

But he didn't.

—Leave him for a day, perhaps?

The bird by the window was very guessing, deliberately moving its paws and flapping its wings, as if it wanted to go or stay.He could tell that this bird was still very small, very simple, with the unique naughtiness of the divine bird family.

So he smiled slightly at him, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come here, come here."

The bird flew into his hand.

He flipped through the file and went back to look at his resume.

This little phoenix named Rong Yi is already a hundred years old this year.Before coming here, I was arguing with Brahma's Phoenix colleagues, insisting that I must find a feeder.

He looked at his red luan again.

"You don't have a red luan, and you have 36 rotten peach blossoms, but none of them will support you."

"Most of them came for your luck, and a small group of them really loved you, but they gave up on you because they were afraid of your luck."

He turned this sentence in his heart, but didn't say it out of his mouth.

For a little bird, this is a bit cruel.

In fact, he could raise it for a day, but he has no experience with birds.

This phoenix is ​​very capable of tossing around, drinking his ink, stepping on his scrolls, and flying around with his hair in his mouth, without being caught, he will get into his sleeve as soon as he is caught, and bite him with his sharp and short beak. skin.

He found it interesting: "Is there no one who plays with you like this, Little Phoenix?"

The little bird still just looked at him in silence.

Anyway, the two of them, the most unique people in the six worlds, can get along well together.

The only problem is that this little phoenix has not lived for thousands of years like him.

This little phoenix is ​​not stable, and... is a love brain.

He can change form, but at this moment, he has clearly recognized him as a feeder, and because of his shyness, he refuses to change back to his original body in front of him.

He felt a little funny again.

"You and I get together because of luck, and we will also leave because of luck. After you leave, it is best not to know anything." He thought, maybe he can also give him a dream, and it is not necessary to forget everything .

In that dream, there will be moonlight, starlight, ink fragrance, a warm sleeve, and a pair of slender hands. As for the others, it depends on how much Rongyi can remember.

This little phoenix was an episode inserted into his eternal life. He originally thought that after sending him away, he would soon return to the same state as before, but he soon discovered that he couldn't do it. .

For the first time in thousands of years, he stopped writing because he noticed sunlight shining through the window lattice.

He didn't mend the window paper that Rong Yi burned, so his vision widened, and he could see the desolate ruins of the temple, the desolate eternal moon and the dim red sun, no longer the eternal hazy night before.

He couldn't help but go to see how Mingxing was doing.

This red-golden star stood steadily among the stars.

Rong Yi returned to Wushuliuhuayuan, and sure enough, he didn't remember anything; his apprenticeship in Brahma was finally about to be completed, and Peacock Daming King accepted him as an apprentice, but he still had no friends, and no one dared to play with him.

He also saw that Peacock Daming King and other immortals proposed whether to kill Ming Xing so as not to lose control in the future.

The Buddha pondered for a long time.

He was not surprised that things developed like this, because this was the ending he had seen a long time ago.

Through the star, he saw the appearance of this little phoenix again: 120 years old, already looking very beautiful, with a pink sculpted face and a pink shirt.

Brahma gave him the Phoenix Palace, and Rong Yi liked it very much.

When the gods were discussing, Rong Yi was sitting alone at the gate of Wushu Liuhuayuan, measuring the distance between this place and other places with his hands.

"Why is the Phoenix Palace so far away from Brahma and Heaven? This place is like an island." He heard him talking to himself, "It will be inconvenient to go to Brahma to work then."

He didn't know if this little phoenix understood what it meant to be lonely.

And when he looked at him through the stars, he suddenly realized what loneliness is.

——This little phoenix has only two paths in the future: either it is too smooth and hurts others, and is punished by the rest of the gods; or it destroys itself and dies.

This idea turned in his mind, he stood up suddenly, and brought down the pen holder on the desk.

Ink spilled all over his thousands of years of file.

He couldn't say why, but he didn't want to see him come to such an ending.Neither way.

He has never left here, and he has never tried to leave. The rules here are fixed: the sun rises and sets, time flows, and even he is fixed.

When he stepped out of the hall, a huge wind and wave arose in the wilderness, blowing towards him together with the rolling thunder.

"Old friend, stop for a while." He heard a voice in the air, it was his old friend Tathagata Buddha, whom he had not seen for many years, "You have distracting thoughts in your mind, do you know?"

"You have deviated from the routine. If you don't want to cause irreparable consequences, please stop."

"I want to save him." Sand and rocks flew in the hall, and several kinds of punishment from heaven struck him together.

In the endless pain, his mind was very clear, "I raised him for a whole day, he is my...my little phoenix. I will prove that one day he will know how to be a good Ming Xing, no would hurt someone else."

There has never been such a harsh thunder in the Six Realms, it almost razed the entire barren temple to the ground.

He felt himself dissipating, tearing apart, and could only stagger out—because his little phoenix was still outside.

He couldn't tell when he had such a crazy idea, perhaps since the day when the stars moved, he had already planted the crazy seed in his heart.

Perhaps that day, Mingxing's flickering was asking him for help.

That little phoenix even bragged to others: "I have it! Someone raised me! He raised me for a whole day!"

Actually only one day.

But he said so, so be it.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

The Buddha said: "Think carefully, if you meddle in this matter, you may lose everything. Neither you nor Rong Yi will survive."

"It doesn't matter." He braced himself and said with a smile, "I will find him, and he will find me."

"I was born to be a god, and I was born to be a priest. Before I had my true self, I first had a dharma, which was solemn, impartial, obedient to fate, and obedience to cause and effect." In the great pain, he let go of his hand and let go of this part. Yuanshen, speaking to the void, to the unknowing lonely boy on the other side, with a gentle voice.

"His karma is you. He came to love you. I hope he can grow into what you like."

"After meeting you, I have my true self and feelings, and this is the first time you have seen me." He took another step outside, his whole body was shaking, "He will love you very much, Hope he can teach you to love."

"The last me." He paused for a moment, feeling a little dazed because of the departure of the other two phases, but he remembered the sentence left in his mind, "It's distracting thoughts, my demon phase. Everything about me Desires, paranoia, and possessive madness are also born after seeing you. I am probably very unlovable and terrifying in this way. I hope you can stay away from him. Of course, if you don’t dislike it, you can also talk to him... Because he is lonely. Desires are born from loneliness."

"I use this three-phase to protect Mingxing." He exhausted his last rationality and said to the Buddha, "Let me try."

Jiang Guo, drizzle and wind.

Rong Yi woke up from the bed.

The emptiness that had filled his body was gone, and the fullness of the past had returned to him, along with the memories of the past.

He got up, rubbed his head, and propped his forehead with his slender white fingertips.

Someone spoke to him in the dream, and he understood it.

Rong Yi stood up and got out of bed.Stretch out your hand and push open the door, and you can see the spring scenery in the courtyard.There was no one else but his own breath.Everything was as quiet as an ancient dream.

This dream is filled with moonlight, starlight and ink fragrance.

In this verdant spring, the scarlet golden phoenix gave a long cry, like emeralds hitting jade, straight to the sky.

He remembers the way.

You have to go through a cold cloud, bump into a blue fog, and then feel a strong wind. The cold air turns the dust into ground, but he is not afraid, because he is a phoenix, and the phoenix fire burns everything for him. open circuit.

After flying like this for an unknown amount of time, Rong Yi raised her head, and saw a majestic and ancient huge palace slowly emerging from the clouds and mist.

That palace is very old.He has never seen this kind of deep blue palace in the heavens. It is not elegant and exquisite, but it stands tall and tall, like a city—even this word may be more appropriate, this place is obviously It is not a place to rest and enjoy. It must have experienced countless ups and downs in the past years.

Outside the palace, there is a towering green tree, the roots of which are so thick that hundreds of people might be surrounded by it, the top of the tree is verdant green, reaching straight into the sky, and the grain of the wood is filled with dense moss.

Even the dust will not be disturbed here, and the wind will stop.

He randomly chose a direction he liked, an entrance with a broken window paper, flew in, burned the dust with a mouthful of phoenix fire, and then saw, behind the embers, a figure stood up in astonishment.

"Your Dharma image." Rong Yi turned back into a human body, approached him, and said slowly, "He is stupid, he remembers cause and effect, but forgets the source of cause and effect."

"Your truth, he loves me very much, and I love him too." Rong Yi stopped and tilted her head and said, "But he is too stupid, he lost the one I love the most. Is he human? After taking it apart, is it always not as smart as the original one?"

The man smiled down.

"Your evil figure." Rong Yi finally said softly, "You are a self-righteous kid, I don't hate him. It's a pity that I didn't stay away from him."

"Thank you." The man said gently.

His voice is gentle, but there is a powerful aura unintentionally emanating from him, which is strong enough to make people stable; the loneliness of thousands of years is condensed on him, and he looks lonely and cold, like a hand that has been sheathed. long knife.

"Come here a little longer." The man said, his voice hoarse, "Little Phoenix. Come to me."

Rong Yi was already standing very close, and there was no way to get closer, so he thought of a way - stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and hung his whole body on him.

Rong Yi raised her eyes, just as the man lowered his head, his eyes met, and he saw a pair of green eyes.

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