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

When Rong Yi took people back to the Five Trees and Six Flowers Plain, the Phoenix Palace had already been sealed, and the little dragons were swimming among the clouds, each with a white cloth tied on their foreheads, crying loudly.

Under the banyan tree at the entrance of Wushuliuhuayuan, hundreds of little dragons have already dug a big pit out of it with a shovel each.Rong Yi's favorite nine-color feather coat has been thrown in - there is also a paper-made person wearing it.

The little dragons lined up in a queue, a large piece of black, and the white cloth on the dragon's horns complement each other: "O big phoenix! You died so badly! If we knew that the robbery would not end well, we should stop you and not let you go down." ,You say who you like is not good, you fall in love with a Buddhist, and fall in love with a monk, what good results can there be? A monk has no heart!"

"Qiqi 49 thunderstorms, if you don't die, you will be burned to ashes, woohoo, the big phoenix is ​​gone, where do we go to get the salary? Shouldn't we go to the Jundali Daming throne to have a look at him now? Would you like to take us in..."

"The big phoenix is ​​idle and didn't leave any property. There are a lot of beautiful clothes and satin. We might as well sell them. It means that the clothes are good, and you can have good luck when you wear them."

"There are also 36 of his exes, who always come to look for him after a while. Can we also get some from them..."

Rong Yi coughed seriously: "What are you doing?"

Behind him, the man with silver hair and purple eyes wiped the blood from his lips, and looked at everything in front of him with interest.

He just suffered 49 thunderbolts for him, even though his face was calm, Rong Yi always felt it was shocking.Even if it was an ancient god, these lightning wounds would be torn apart and covered in blood, but this man seemed to be used to the pain, or ignored it.

Rong Yi asked him, "Does it hurt?"

The man had to think about it first, and then smiled at him: "It's okay."

"Fortunately, does it hurt or not?" Rong Yi likes to ask the bottom line.

The man said: "It doesn't hurt more than the chain of cause and effect."

The chain penetrated the lute bone, which was shocking.

When they came over, the little dragons were taken aback. Looking back, they were all shocked: "Big Phoenix, the soul is back!"

"I'm not dead." Looking at the Huacai Yuyi in the pit, Rong Yi's heart twitched, trying to hold back the sadness, "There's no need to set up a tomb for me...You guys go clean up the Phoenix Hall and the Phoenix Side Hall, Starting today, a new God has come to live here to recuperate his body, you should treat him with the same respect as I do.”

"What what? Let us live in the Phoenix Hall? This is No. 30 Nine?"

"When was No.30 Nine?"

"Not to mention that little executor..."

"Does that one count too... But yes, I have lived in the main hall for a while, and I don't know how it is now."

"Damn it, are you all blind? Look at who is next to Dafenghuang! This time he finally turned back to a more reliable friend! Please!"

The little dragons ran around again, quickly formed a line again, and all bowed to the ground: "See Shangshen, see Mingxing—"

Although Rong Yi has always been thick-skinned, he was also a little embarrassed at this time. He explained to the man next to him: "Cough, I... just... they misunderstood, so you don't have to take it to heart. You are here to recuperate, what do you want?" , you can tell the little dragons directly, if the little dragons cause trouble, don't punish them, you catch a lower bound, go to Jiang Guo to find me, and I will uphold justice for you."

This is his usual way of hospitality.After all, no one came to his five trees and six flowers for many years, and it was very difficult for a guest to come occasionally.

The man was not picky, and followed him into the dusty Phoenix Palace.

Rong Yi introduced to him: "The main hall is the warmest place to sleep. There was a young executor who lived there before, and I think he likes it the most. There are no people living in the side hall. In the past, my master Peacock would come here occasionally and stayed for a few days During this time, I'm not at home very much, and..."

Rong Yi stopped talking.

The man stopped by the window of the Phoenix Hall, tilted his head slightly, and reached out to fish for the nearby lotus vat.

There is a group of beautiful and lively whitebaits under the lotus tank.

His expression was casual, his fingertips were slender, and his joints were well defined. When he was soaked in water, those silverfishes didn't dare to get close when they heard the noise, but scattered far away spontaneously.

The peacock used to come here to urge him to get up and do his homework. When he opened his eyes, he often saw the peacock standing here, with almost the same posture and movements.

That sense of familiarity reached its peak at this moment, but the man in front of him couldn't be—he couldn't be the reincarnation of the peacock and his father at the same time, he couldn't have the peacock's eyes and his father's temperament at the same time.

Everything about him made Rong Yi feel familiar.

"Who are you?" Rong Yi asked.

The man turned to look at him.

Rong Yi stood on the spot, just came from the mortal world, her hair was slightly disheveled, she was dressed in pink and white clothes, she still looked like a young man who didn't know much about the world, her eyes shimmered and she was slightly dazed.

"I don't have a name," the man said.

With the same answer as last time, he paused and stared at him, "The Emperor of Heaven wants to make me the God of Kunlun. I don't think it sounds good, so I don't want it. Everyone calls me Shangshen. Maybe you can give me a name?"

Rong Yi was dumbfounded again.

No matter how capricious he was, he wouldn't think it was normal to name an ancient god.

He hesitated again: "But naming... Generally speaking, it is a matter of feeding people. For example, when my parents raised me, they named me Rong Yi. It is said that the word Yi is not all Phoenix. can be used.”

He began to doubt again: "If you don't want to support me, then do you want me to support you?"

The man stared at him: "Is naming a very important thing?"

Rong Yi said, "It's very important."

The man said: "But it doesn't matter to me. The name doesn't count as cause and effect. With or without it, I'm still me."

Rong Yi thought for a while, then admired: "What you said is very philosophical, I feel like I'm listening to the lectures of King Ming. But for the sake of convenience, I'll give you a name."

The man said, "Okay."

Rong Yi racked her brains to think about it, and after a long while, she finally realized that she was a waste of names: "Then do you want to have my surname? My surname is Rong, and this surname belongs to the Phoenix family. I heard that there are some allusions."

"There is a phoenix descending from the earth, with a peerless appearance, and being given the surname Rong by the king means that it is unparalleled in the world."

the man said.

He still stared at him tenderly, what he said was an allusion, but his eyes looked at him, not deliberately or casually, as if he was seriously explaining a fact.His shadow was reflected in the dark purple eyes.

Rong Yi felt her heart beating a little faster.

There have been countless people who praised him for his good looks in a hundred years, but he has never encountered such a compliment.The people he met before just recited some poems and essays about the battle with emotion, most of which he still couldn't understand.

This person's boasting method is really a novel way.

He stammered and said, "Yes, not all of them. My mother, my mother told me—well, maybe it was also my master who told me that Fenghuang Township uses the surname Rong to let us, Fenghuang, understand that we have a heart. It must be open and accommodate all things. Because we phoenixes can nirvana, and our destiny is high, we must always understand that everything that appears around us in this world may not be pure and natural. We must remember this word 'tolerance', so that we can be a bird that does not need nirvana. Phoenix. Reborn from the ashes, that hurts too much."

"Is there another saying?" The man seemed very interested, "What do you mean by 'not necessarily pure nature'?"

"Just like my feeder, I know that he is a Buddha. Apart from me, he raised the whole Jiang country. I can't ask him to put all his heart and energy on me, as long as he likes me , I don’t need to care about these things.” It was Rong Yi’s first time explaining the truth to others, and she couldn’t help feeling a little proud, “Isn’t it very wise and reasonable?”

The man nodded: "It makes sense. This surname sounds nice, so what should I be called?"

Rong Yi thought for a long time, and finally said uncertainly: "Since you were revived from Kunlun these days, according to the season in the world, it is autumn, do you think the word 'autumn' is good?"

"Do you think it's okay?" The man was still looking at him gently.

Rong Yi thought for a while: "Very good."

In autumn in Jiangguo, there are golden persimmons, endless golden wheat fields, blue sky, cold mist rising in the night, and bright autumn sun shining from the eaves. It turns into a phoenix, and its down feathers become golden together. .He stood on the roof of the pagoda and opened his screen. Xiangli Feilu would raise his green and calm eyes and look at him with a smile.

There are no spring, summer, autumn and winter in heaven.

"Then I will be named Rongqiu." The man said, "Thank you for giving me a name. I like this name very much."

"Okay, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. I am afraid that the time will be too long, and my husband in the mortal world will marry someone else."

After Rong Yi ascended to the sky, she kept counting silently, for fear of delaying a moment.

Standing behind him, Rong Qiu said softly, "Go, little Phoenix."

Rong Yi hurried out of the Phoenix Palace, grabbed a few fruits and ate them in his mouth, patted the snow under the Wushu and Liuhuayuan trees with one hand, and drew the shape of a water mirror with the other hand, wanting to see where Xiangli Feilu was .

One stick of incense time has passed, and about seven or eight days have passed in the human world. I don’t know where the Xiangli Feilu people are, how they fought with the Chiyan Jinyu beast, and whether there are any wounds on the hands, soul nails and wrists. Some did not.

He got very close and breathed very fast, almost breaking the water mirror. He hastily pinched another hand to stabilize the water mirror, but there was nothing but a white mist floating on the water mirror.

Rong Yi thought that she had misremembered the spell, so she hurriedly called Xiaolong: "Go and bring me the spell book that master left me, hurry up, I don't remember the spell."

"Little Phoenix, you read the spell correctly."

Behind him, Rong Qiu came out with arms folded, leaning against the door of the Phoenix Hall.

Two or three feet away, his gentle voice was very clear, "Water mirrors should be omnipotent when looking at mortals. It's just that the person you're looking for is no longer in the mortal world."

Rong Yi became alert: "! Is he dead!"

If Xiangli Feilu died, would he be able to return to the fairy class and be reunited with him?

"Not at all." Rong Qiu moved his fingertips slightly, and made a rough calculation, "Not in the human world, not in the heavens. The executor God's Domain, the Brahma Colorless Realm, the Desire Realm, etc., are all possible. Your husband, what is there about?" It's urgent."