Panda's Postmodern Life

The little panda repeatedly gestured that he was not a bear but a panda, but the other party didn't seem to care much about whether it was a panda or a bear. Feng Yan put the little panda on the ground with a cold face, and looked at the panda with a puzzled expression on his face. With an appearance, he said lightly: "It's getting late, you should go back."

The little panda looked at Feng Yan with dark eyes, and suddenly its eyes lit up, turned around, turned and ran back.

After a while, the little panda ran back humming, with a bundle of straw in its mouth and two bundles in its arms. Seeing Feng Yan still standing there straight like a green pine and bamboo, He happily ran up to Feng Yan, and spat the straw in his mouth onto the ground.

Feng Yan looked at it strangely, and the little panda carefully paved the small bundles of straw on the ground with its paws, looked up and saw Feng Yan was still puzzled, thinking to himself why Feng Yan was so stupid in his eyes, but on the surface he was so stupid. He just rolled himself into a ball and rolled onto the straw, and then thought about the appearance of a person lying down, lying flat on his back on the 'straw bed' with his limbs spread out, and then looked at Feng Yan with his eyes open.

Feng Yan pondered for a while, thinking that this interesting little black and white flower bear seems to be telling himself to let Feng Yan also lie on this pile of straw to rest?

but……

Such a little straw is indeed more than enough for a little flower bear. Even if his body has become smaller, Feng Yan is still much bigger than such a little flower bear, let alone let him lie on this small pile of straw. It's really... what kind of system.

He would rather spend the night in a cave.

The little panda didn't know what Feng Yan was thinking. He looked pitifully at the unmoved Feng Yan, couldn't help biting Feng Yan's trouser leg, and moaned softly, signaling Feng Yan to lie down quickly, Feng Yan squatted down Gently caressing the dull hair on the top of his head, said in a low voice: "You should sleep on this one."

Ow?The little panda opened its small mouth, and Feng Yan continued: "I'll just go and sit in that cave overnight." He lifted his chin and pointed to the small cave not far from the small pond.

The little panda tilted its head. Could it be that this person who is as beautiful as the moon is going to live in this deep mountain?

Feng Yan asked, "Do you live nearby?"

The little panda nodded, and pointed its paw to the bamboo forest on the side of the mountain.

Feng Yan nodded: "It's getting late, you should go back too, right?"

The little panda remembered that father and mother were still warming the quilt for him, so he nodded his head and ran back with his round tail.

On the second day, the sun climbed up from the mountain early, and the little panda wiped its mouth casually after eating the bamboo, and ran to the back mountain with its tail up. As expected, it saw Feng Yan standing in the forest, with a straight back There was a golden light in the morning sun, and the little panda felt that his eyes were dazzled, and his mind was full of light.

It jumped up and ran to Feng Yan's side, but Feng Yan was still standing there blankly, as if thinking about something, he didn't even notice that the little panda had crawled up to his trouser legs.

"It's you again?" Feng Yan finally noticed the little fat ball at his feet, lowered his head and looked straight at it.

The little panda nodded, his round eyes looked at Feng Yan with sparkle, Feng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Do you want to come to accompany me?"

The little panda nodded even more.

Feng Yan said: "Okay."

A few days later, Zhu Qing arrived as promised with a few pots of Shen Xianniang, and he was with this extremely beautiful little girl. After drinking a few cups with Feng Yan, he became a little drunk, and said with the little panda who was gnawing on a small bamboo: "You How did you raise this? It seems to be a panda... come on? Did you think it was not enough to grow a peony before and grow a Mingjin?"

Feng Yan glanced at Zhu Qing viciously with the raised eyes, Biyao immediately twisted Zhu Qing's arm, Zhu Qing let out a groan in pain, but he didn't dare to do too much because of Biyao's accumulated power. What to say, but Feng Yan held a jug of wine and said leisurely: "Is this little thing called a panda?"

"...otherwise what do you say it is?"

The little panda stopped chewing on the bamboo. It put down the bamboo in its hand and looked at Feng Yan seriously. The latter said solemnly, "I thought it was a black and white flower bear."

"...Bong Yan, I never imagined that you would enjoy your life here."

"..."

As the days passed, the little panda gradually changed from a small fat ball to a big fat ball, but what puzzled him was that the young man named Feng Yan in front of him seemed to have changed from his first time three years ago. When I saw him, he looked like this from the beginning, without any change, his brows were still handsome, his complexion was like a spring flower, and his eyes were like dawn stars.

Seemingly seeing its doubts, Yi Fengyan bent down to water the peony flowers in the yard, and said to the little panda: "My body is still in the sky, this is the body used in the mortal world."

The little panda listened with half understanding.

A gust of wind brought the fragrance of peonies all over the courtyard, and the colorful ones, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds are really beautiful.

Feng Yan lowered his head and gently sniffed the most beautiful peony that bloomed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The little panda looked at it, feeling a little sad for some reason.

Yes, Feng Yan likes Zhong Mudan very much. Since he lived in this remote mountain, he has been planting flowers every day besides cultivating Taoism, and he only grows peonies. The little panda always reminds the little panda of what Zhu Qing said—"before planting A peony grows a Mingjin...'

Ming Jin seems to be the name of the girl Feng Yan likes.

Feng Yan really wanted to be a god. He once asked A Niang what it means to be a god and what is the difference between it and a human. A Niang said that the gods are the most powerful, much better than humans. They live in the clouds and can fly. Can also spell, omnipotent.

Hearing what A Niang said, the little panda became even more melancholy.

It turns out that Feng Yan, whom I like, is a god living in the sky.The little panda looked up at the endless blue sky with its short neck, thinking that if it could fly up...

After Feng Yan finished pruning the last peony, he suddenly thought of the big fat ball and couldn't help turning his head, and saw that fat ball with only two colors of black and white had fallen asleep at some point, holding the Holding a piece of unfinished bamboo, leaning against the fence with a fat round head, smacking his mouth, whose sweetness is right.

Compared with the brightly colored peony, its color is indeed too monotonous, but it is still very attractive and lovely in detail.

Feng Yan touched the fur on the top of its head, and felt that soft yet hard texture was wonderful, then he went to the room and took out a pot of Shenxian Nong, and drank it little by little with such a beautiful view. .

When the little panda woke up, it felt heavy on its belly. It lowered its head and saw Feng Yan lying on its soft belly with an empty wine jug on the ground. Its Feng Yan was looking up at the extremely With a beautiful face, lying there defenseless, the little panda felt like a fire was burning in his heart, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

I really want to touch this smooth and beautiful face.

I really want to kiss these two thin, slightly transparent lips.

but……

"Mingjin...don't leave me..."

Turning over, Feng Yan murmured.

The little panda froze, and there was a look of sadness in the dark eyes.

I heard that people will tell the truth when they are drunk. Although Feng Yan usually doesn't say anything, but after he is drunk, his beautiful face that has always been indifferent and alienated will appear like now. Covering the helpless, painful expression, and repeatedly calling Mingjin's name in his mouth.

Mingjin must be a very, very beautiful girl, the little panda thought to herself.

She must have a smooth forehead, fair skin, eyes like autumn water, bright red lips, and a slender waist...

The panda touched its furry face, then touched its thick arms, and silently touched its short, fat waist. Finally, it sat there silently.

Forget it, forget it, the little panda nonchalantly counted the peony flowers and leaves in front of her, thinking that in the future, she would definitely want the female panda in the clan, and she would also give birth to a beautiful chubby little panda, no matter how much it treats Feng Yan Like, it's impossible for the two of them to be together.

Anyway, it doesn't want to understand that kind of liking. Although this feeling is hazy, it always makes it happy and sad at times.

until that day.

Zhu Qing married Biyao and invited Feng Yan to go to heaven together. After Feng Yan came back, his whole appearance was a little different from before.

Feng Yan seemed to have grown a little taller...or rather a lot taller, his black hair, which was always loose, was tied up high, exposing the outline of his entire face. He looked at the sleepy little girl leaning against the corner of the room. Panda, said: "I'm leaving."

The little panda has been waiting for him for nearly a month—one day in the sky and one year in the sky. The few hours when Feng Yan went to the wedding banquet made the little panda wait for a long time, but what it didn't expect was that when Feng Yan came back, he would actually say: He is about to leave here, leave here, where is he going?Back to the place called Heaven?

The little panda blinked hard, not letting the teardrops in the corners of the eyes fall so quickly, Feng Yan still saw the same expression in his eyes: "I'm going back to the sky, today is the day of the three princesses, the Emperor of Heaven is happy , let me go back.”

The little panda sniffed secretly.

Feng Yan continued to say gently: "This is an elixir I got from Taishang Laojun. If you are lucky if you take it, you should be able to become a fairy after 80 years of cultivation..."

"Don't cry, if you become a fairy, you can come to see me in the sky."

The little panda became even more sad. The most irresistible thing for him was the tenderness and consideration hidden in Feng Yan's indifferent appearance.

Two slender fingers held a round, somewhat translucent elixir against its mouth, and the little panda shook its head desperately, it didn't want to eat...don't want to eat!It knows that once it eats it, it will really say goodbye to Feng Yan, but the finger holding the elixir is slowly pushing the round elixir into its mouth.

The moment it swallowed it, it suddenly felt as if its brain had been sprinkled with a basin of ice water, and it became much clearer in an instant. It stared blankly at the handsome face in front of it, and its chest was churning violently.

Something is about to come out...

It felt sore and tired in the brain, wanted to say something but didn't know how to express it, watched Feng Yan become transparent, and the transparent Feng Yan slowly walked out of the lifeless body, facing a group of people. The shocked little panda smiled slightly: "It seems to scare you. Remember, I once told you that my body is still in the sky, and what I use in the mortal world is just a useless body."

He pointed with his finger, and that beautiful but lifeless body gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a piece of paper, thinly covering the ground, Feng Yan bent down to pick it up, just now He wanted to tear up the piece of paper but was stopped by the little panda. The little panda grabbed the piece of paper and looked at Feng Yan firmly.

Anyway, leave it with a thought...

Feng Yan was silent for a while, then said with a bitter smile: "Why do you like me so much?"

The little panda felt as if his brain had exploded with a coax, and repeated the word "like" over and over again.

luv't……

"I'm leaving. If there is a destiny, there will be a period later."

Bong Yeon...

I like you... No, I like you more than I like you...

The panda managed to sort out his thoughts, and wanted to speak clearly with Feng Yan, but found that he was long gone.

Are you gone?

The little panda lowered its head in frustration.

50 years later.

The little panda Bicheng stood at the gate of Nantian, listening to the second senior brother Xiu Yu chattering about how beautiful the heaven is, and the love and hatred between the gods. Xiu Yu has always been gossip, but on weekdays Everyone didn't like to listen to him, so at this moment, he caught this little junior and naturally had a good affection for his tender heart.

While Bicheng was listening, he and Xiu Yu walked towards the Nantian Gate.

Xiu Yu was beaming with joy as he spoke, but he saw that the younger brother who had been absent-minded was looking forward in a daze. He followed the younger brother's gaze, and after seeing the appearance of the person who came, he said to the younger brother: " Junior brother Bicheng, have you seen him? He is Fengyan Shangxian, I heard that he is from the generation of the Jade Emperor, he is very powerful, but he did something stupid a few years ago and was demoted to the earth by the Emperor of Heaven, but After all, he has the body of a great Luo Jinxian, even if he descends to the mortal world, it will only be a few days, and he will still live a good life after returning..."

Feng Yan walked over slowly. When he saw the little panda and Xiu Yu, he just nodded his head slightly, and then walked over expressionlessly.

"Hey, Junior Brother, why are you in a daze? I haven't finished talking to you yet. Although he didn't pay much, I heard that he took a bath in the training pool and forgot a lot of things..."

Did you forget...

The little panda silently looked at the back with the golden light.

It doesn't matter to forget him, but this time, he will no longer be a passive role, he must hold him firmly and let him remember him personally.

Always remember him.