I have a deep love for Zhenjun

166.

Back at Fanqiu Zhai, I tidied up the bed and lay down on my back.

I wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, but as soon as I closed my eyes, there were thousands of voices overlapping my ears, but when I really listened carefully, there was only the slight sound of the wind, beating on the window lattice, non-stop.

Seeing that I didn't feel sleepy, I didn't force myself to fall asleep, got up and put on a coat, closed the open window lattice, lit a candle, reached out to pick up a storybook on the table, and opened a page casually, Wanted to kill time with this.

When I was about to read it word by word, I found that the typesetting on the page was smudged under the water stains.Too much time has passed, and the water stains on the beach have dried and turned yellow, and they are a little wrinkled.

I raised my eyebrows, closed the book, and looked at the cover.Sure enough, the original title of this story is: "A Cloud in Wushan".

When Fu Qing saw these five characters that day, he insisted that it was a banned book, and I just flipped through it like today in order to prove my innocence, but it was self-defeating and gave him another chance to make fun of me.

Naturally, I refused to accept it, and wanted to argue with him, saying that it was stained with tea, not tears.

Actually I lied.

If I teach him that I have lived for such a long time, but I will still cry secretly because of some clichéd plots, then where will I put my face?

It's just... why on earth was I crying?

I raised my head and casually turned the pages forward a few times.

Last time I only read half of this storybook, then rushed to Qiansang with Fu Qing, and then traveled between Lihuojing and Dongji, non-stop, this storybook was put aside again and again by me. Shelved until today.

Calculating with my fingers, although the time between them is not long, I have completely forgotten the plot, and now I have to start from the beginning if I want to pick it up again.

It begins:

"It is often said today that there is Gansang in the north, Xianyin in the east, and no owner in the southwest. However, thousands of years ago, there was the Xuandan tribe in the west, which can be as famous as Xianyin and Gansang."

"The Xuandan people belong to the Xuanniao lineage. Among the Xuanniao lineage, the Destiny Xuanniao is the head. There is a record in the "Nine Chapters of the West": Those who get the Destiny Xuanniao will gain the Tao. Because of the protection of the divine bird, The Xuandan clan became more prosperous day by day, and they were able to flourish for a while.”

"However, good times don't last forever. The new Destiny Black Bird left his post without permission one day and disappeared. After several investigations, they found that his fate card had been completely extinguished, and there was no bones left."

"...The mysterious bird of destiny is derived from the way of heaven, and it should have been passed down from generation to generation. But after this accident, the mysterious bird will never be protected by the divine bird, and its energy will be exhausted, and it will be difficult to regain its prosperity."

Wait, Xuandan tribe?

The three words that were scribbled at that time, looking at them now, have completely different meanings.I belatedly realized that on Zhuchun Cliff ten years ago, did Yun Mo mention the words Xuandan Patriarch?

And this script is about the love history between the Xuandan patriarch and his attendant... That attendant, what is the name of that attendant?

I vaguely guessed the answer, but didn't dare to jump to conclusions. I took a deep breath, stuck out my fingertips, and clicked word by word on the page.

"Ten years later, Elder Fuyu, who had been wandering abroad for many years, brought back a young child. The child had half fairy bones and half demon bones. The two acted as checks and balances. It was a half-demon body. The body of a half-demon was extremely variable. Because it blurs the distinction between good and evil, either the best or the worst.”

"That's why, the birth of this son violated the way of heaven. He should have been killed to eliminate future troubles, but Fuyu rejected all opinions and adopted him as a righteous son. He intended to lure him to do good, cross him to become a fairy, and named him—"

I held my breath, twisted the paper with two fingers, and turned it over gently.Sure enough, at the beginning of the next page, the word "Zhuluo" was impressively written.

Candle... Bamboo.

It is so, it is so.

The hand on my forehead sank slowly, covering my eyes, and after a long silence, I let out a deep laugh.

Since the beginning of my spiritual consciousness, I knew that my immortality in this life was incomplete, and I was doomed to miss the immortal journey, and it was difficult to achieve anything.

I thought it was due to my fate, and I shouldn't blame others, but unexpectedly, it turned out that this was my own fault in my previous life... Evil?

When that weirdo mentioned the word "immortal bones", I thought to myself, how can there be people in the world who would give up the great fairyland, willing to take off the immortal bones, just to smile for the sweetheart?If so, that person must be a hopelessly stupid lunatic.

...but why am I that stupid and crazy person?

No wonder Yun Mo has spent so much time in this life, he would rather give up the chance to become a god than use his own chance to help me become a god.This is the love debt that Jing Shu said, and it is also the kindness he is destined to repay me.

It seems that it's not just me who is confused, there are also things that cannot be penetrated or penetrated by such an exquisite mind as Yun Min.

There is no such thing as robbing the fairy bone, it can only be done voluntarily.Even... Even if he lied to me back then, when I gave him the fairy bones, I should be willing to do so without expecting anything in return.

That being the case, naturally there is no need for him to repay this kindness.

The word "love debt" is the most intertwined.

There is more guilt for the other party, and less guilt for yourself. In the end, who owes whom more?Who owes whom less?Can't tell clearly, can't make sense, how can there be a happy ending for everyone?

If I had to say-

It's better not to return it from the beginning, and not to see it.

167.

Sitting silently until the middle of the night, I finally felt a little drowsy, so I leaned down on the table, intending to take a nap for a while.In the mist, I seemed to be out of my body, wandering alone in the boundless night.

There are sparks of phosphorous fire floating around, gathering towards me as if summoned.

I stretched out my fingertips and touched it casually, and the phosphorous fire I touched was like mist, disappearing without a trace in an instant.Before I could sigh in the future, I suddenly heard——

"The queen mother told me..."

The sound gradually weakened as the phosphorous fire dissipated, and finally stopped abruptly.

What did you say?I couldn't help being curious, and thinking that the sound came from the phosphorus fire, I flicked out a wind blade, and knocked out several clusters of phosphorus fire one after another, and finally heard this sentence completely.

"The queen mother told me that if you have a heart for a person, you will always want to watch him and follow him. When he is sad, I will empathize with him. When he is hurt, I will want to replace him. I... was tempted for the first time , I don’t know if that person will also be tempted by me?”

As I listened, a smile gradually appeared on my face, but I didn't know why.In a few moments, I lightly tapped my toes, rose into the air, and with a wave of my sleeves, I embraced countless phosphorous fires in my arms, and shattered them one by one.

Those words all came from the mouth of one person.He seems to want to say some love words, but he is not good at it. If he taught others to hear it, he would probably say "I don't know what to say".

But I like to listen to it very much, and I even hope that he can say a few more words, but there are fewer and fewer phosphorous fires around, and at the end, there are only two clusters left.

I was a little bit reluctant, but thinking that everything has an end, I was relieved, gritted my teeth, and clicked on it.

"There are many people you care about. If you really want to list them down, I will be the last one."

"……Is it right?"

Before I could answer in the future, the sole of my foot suddenly stepped on a void, and I fell hard from a high altitude.

My whole body trembled violently, and when I opened my eyes again, it seemed as if I had come back from the dead once. I was panting in panic, and it took me a long while before I came back to my senses.

It's time to cook medicine.

I supported the table and got up, suddenly felt something strange on my face, I wiped it carelessly, and put it in front of my eyes, it turned out that my hands were covered with water marks.

I don't know when I started, I already burst into tears.

168.

When he opened the door and entered the room, Fu Qing was standing in front of the table, picking up a pen and tapping the ink, but the tip of the pen didn't fall off, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

This reminds me of what I saw in Fuyu Mountain. At that time, he was trapped in a dream, just like today. He didn’t start writing, and finally the congealed ink fell and faintly smudged on the rice paper, turning into a little cinnabar.

I can't help being a little concerned about this, but I don't care. If this is his sad thing and he doesn't want to talk about it, I won't ask.

"Zhenjun, drink the medicine first." I tested the temperature to make sure it wouldn't be hot, so I gave the medicine to him.

Seeing his reluctance, I coaxed him softly: "Bitter medicine, your complexion has improved a lot now, there are only five days left, just bear with it."

He paused the hand that took the medicine and said nothing.

I watched him drink it up with my own eyes, so I was relieved, and while putting away the bowl, I said, "I'm going out later." After thinking about it, I added, "Four hours."

Fu Qing raised her eyes: "I'm with you."

If possible, I would never want to be separated from him.However, this trip is to take Cangtian's token, so it is more convenient to be alone, not to mention that my body is covered with the breath of cloud end, which is not easy for the guards to detect.

"Four hours are just a blink of an eye. Zhenjun just settle down and wait for me, okay?"

He said coldly: "Either stay with me or stay in the house, you choose." There was no room for change in his tone.

Knowing that he was making trouble for no reason, I couldn't be angry with him, because I knew he was afraid, afraid that I would never return.Besides, he was still afraid of... afraid of what?

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the words in the dream——

"There are many people you care about. If you really want to list them down, I will be the last one, right?"

No, no.

Why is it that Fu Qing is beside me now, but I still feel empty in my heart, as if there are countless indescribable shortcomings, and I can never be fulfilled.

Unexpectedly, I stretched out my hand and grabbed Fu Qing, forcing him to meet my eyes, the action was extremely urgent.

He really had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and the tails of the eyes were turned up just right.Once he gets closer to me, a faint blush will appear, and his glances and glances are all like the eyes of a lover, not as cold as his voice.

"You look at me like that, and I won't change my mind—"

"Zhenjun." I closed my eyes and interrupted him softly, "I care about you."

Ever since Linlang Tianque first met... no, it should be Gansang who first saw him, I have cared about him.

Even if he treats me very badly, even if I know I can't be tempted by him, even if staying by his side will be accused of being flamboyant and ungrateful, I still care about him, so much that I want to stay by his side desperately.

This involuntary passionate love and desperate moths to the flame are really too strange.But today, I no longer insist on asking myself for an explanation.

Or in other words, all the things related to Fu Qing, when it comes to me, there is no need for any explanation.

Hearing this, there was a moment of astonishment on his face, but he quickly retracted it, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked softly, "You care about me...do you care about me the most?"

"I care about you most." I smiled slightly, "I only care about you."

From now on, together with Ah Sheng, I will definitely protect him well and prevent myself from regretting because of my incompetence.

Fu Qing was silent for a moment, her voice was no longer tough, but she still insisted: "You are used to talking sweet words, this time I—"

I leaned forward and across the table, I pressed a kiss on his lips, and I left him immediately after touching him. It was clear that there was no intertwining of tongues and teeth, but my heart, which was empty just now, seemed to be much more complete, as if there were no more regrets. .

Then I took a few steps back and looked at him quietly: "Four hours, okay?"

Fu Qing was inattentive, and I took advantage of him again, and he was immediately ashamed and angry.

He wanted to give me a hard look, but his eyes were as light as a ball of cotton wool.I want to reprimand me a few more words, but I have listened to those words over and over again, and I don't even care.

"Zhenjun?" I pretended not to hear, and asked softly, "How are you?"

He had no choice but to look away. After a while, he finally let go and said dryly, "Then... four hours."

169.

The strange man said that Cang Tian's token was on Yun Min's body.

This also means that in order to obtain Cangtian's token, it is necessary to go deep into Linlang Tianque, which is not an easy task, but since I share my real body with Yun Mo, all the confinement and formations are useless, and I can come and go freely.

As long as I carefully conceal my breath, the chances of being discovered are extremely slim.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, I squeezed a phantom art and transformed into a red bead swallowtail butterfly, which is not uncommon in Tianque, flapping its wings tremblingly, sneaking into the depths of Tianque.

I have a plan in my heart, betting that the fairy shadows will flicker in it, and the rituals and music will not stop all year round.At that time, I will blend in and cling to the hair of a maid at will, and I can easily find the location of the main hall.

Unexpectedly, when I entered Tianque, I realized that this place did not match what I thought at all.

Although the sky tower is large, it is sparse and empty. Looking at it, it looks like a golden cage, without any vitality.

Under the mist, the circuitous corridors are patchwork, intertwined and overlapped in one place, and then divided into two forwards, one facing south and one facing north.

This is the "Hidden Fog Corridor". Although there is a difference between the south and the north, there is a lot of mystery in it.

In order to hide and avoid danger, if there is no one who is well versed in this way to guide the way, ordinary people who enter the corridor will walk to the beginning of the corridor if they are lucky. If they are unlucky... they will get lost in it and never find their way.

I didn't dare to try rashly, and I didn't want to give up, so I climbed on the eaves of the corridor, wanting to wait a little longer to see if anyone would pass by here.

Fortunately, the poor gods saw that two hours later, I really got to meet my old friend.

"Di Ji, Di Ji!" Two figures could be seen not far away, one was wearing a red dress and a silver bell, his eyes were like cold blades, his steps were like shooting stars, and there was a hostile aura circulating all over his body.

And the young man in green shirt who followed her was none other than Linggui.He was holding a jade board in his hand, which was covered with red candles. He had to be careful not to roll the red candles to the ground, and at the same time distracted himself from chasing Jingshu, which seemed a little difficult.

Jing Shu stopped at the entrance of the corridor, and asked coldly, "Which one?"

Linggui lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, Emperor Concubine. The female Luo is a sacred object of Fuyu Mountain, and the master personally took it. There will be no mistakes. You might as well—"

Jing Shu didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, the red silk slipped from the bottom of her sleeve, tightly wrapped around Linggui's neck, and said in a serious tone, "Which one?"

With a "bang dang", the jade board fell to the ground, smashed into pieces, and the red candle rolled to the ground, I felt a little distressed just looking at it.

Linggui was hung high in the air by Hong Ling, her mouth was opened wide, as if she wanted to speak, but she could only spit out a few broken syllables.

Finally, he exhausted all his strength, barely moved his fingertips, and pointed to the north side.

Only then did Jing Shu let him go, and walked to the north side.Linggui suddenly fell to the ground, clutching her neck and panting, looking at Jingshu's back with a look of surprise on her face.

Taking advantage of this change, I have already quietly stuck to Jingshu's waist.At the same time, in order to avoid getting lost here when I leave, I kept an eye out and sprinkled some fine sparkling pink powder along the road.In this way, even in the dense fog, it will not be blind.

It was not the first time for Jingshu to enter the corridor of the Fog Hidden, facing many intersections, she didn't hesitate in her steps.

After doing this for about half a stick of incense, the dense fog gradually dissipated a lot.I don't know when, many glazed sky lanterns were hung on both sides of the corridor. Guided by the bright light, one can look straight to the end of the corridor.

Yunzhi is No. 1 in the fairy world, so the cost of food and clothing should not be sloppy.What's more, the layout of this corridor took so much effort, I thought... no matter how bad it is, there should be a main hall of Biwa Zhuxi in front of me.

Unexpectedly, there was only an ordinary bamboo hut standing there, it was very simple and shabby, maybe it wasn't even good enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

Fortunately, there are green bamboo forests planted around the bamboo house, which adds a little elegance to the scene.

Jing Shu flicked her sleeve lightly, the door was shaken open by her vigor, and the situation inside the room could be seen at a glance.

Murals, copybooks, flower plants.

Bamboo couch, bamboo table, bamboo stool.

Not one fell.

Especially the flowers placed at the door, the branches are tall and straight, and the flowers and leaves seem to be covered with fine gold powder, shining brightly under the light.I recognized it at a glance. This is the golden leaf border orchid that I often plant.

As for the pasted copybooks and murals, before I could take a closer look, there was nothing but plain white in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything else.Swallow Die's vision is limited, and I didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of overwhelming others, so I could only stay motionless and listen to what they were talking about.

Yun Min was the first to speak: "What's the matter?"

"I have put that strand of remnant soul into Nvluo according to what you said, but it has been half a month now, why is there still no movement?"

"Repairing a remnant soul is not an easy task. It can range from a hundred years to a thousand years. It's only half a month now, why is Diji so impatient?"

"Why am I so impatient?" Jing Shu sneered again and again, "It is true that the remnant soul is still there, but the life card shows that it is still hopeless. Yun Mo, you really didn't lie to me?"

"Nvluo can carry the soul and body of the spirits of all things in the world, so as to prevent them from being dissipated. It is recorded in ancient books. If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself, or..." Yun Mo paused, "Emperor Ji, you're scared."

He seemed to be asking a question, but his tone was firm.

The girl, the remnant soul, the soul flies away.The combination of these three words reminds me of...

Could it be that the person she wanted to save was A Sheng?

My mind was refreshed, and I hurriedly listened intently.

"Joke!" Jing Shu blurted out, "A bastard born against the way of heaven, who cares whether he lives or dies? I'm just... I'm just..."

When she said this, she suddenly stopped, but fortunately she stopped.If I hear insults to A Sheng again from her mouth, I will one day, in front of A Sheng's stele, tear her skin and bones, and tear her into pieces.

"But what?" Yun Mo asked.

Jing Shu was silent for a while, her emotions were under control, and Fang said without hesitation: "My good brother Yun, you and I are not married yet, so I don't need to explain to you one by one how I think and how to deal with things? "

"Of course." Yun Min said calmly, "There is nothing important, Di Ji, I will not send you far away."

Jing Shu's figure moved slightly, but instead of walking towards the door, she walked around the room leisurely.Because of this, I was finally able to see things, looked around, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that the plain white just now was not for anything else, but Yun Man's clothes.

170.

This bamboo house is not big, Jing Shu only took seven or eight steps, and I have already figured out the furnishings in the house.

"Just now I saw that the attendant next to you is holding a concentric candle in his hand, today is your birthday?" Jing Shu found a bamboo chair and sat down, asking casually.

"You know that I never celebrate my birthday, it's Linggui who decides without my permission."

"He cares about you." Jing Shu clicked her tongue, "Same as that person, born with a low life."

"Emperor Ji." Yun Man's tone was slightly cold, "I still hope to be careful with my words."

Jing Shu smiled, but did not speak again, Xu felt bored, and did not intend to stay any longer, got up from the bamboo chair, and was about to leave.

I was racking my brains, trying to figure out how to stay in this bamboo house without showing any signs of expression, when I suddenly heard Yun Min call Jingshu, and said, "Emperor Ji is so polite, she came here without forgetting her courtesy. The kindness is hard to come by." , I have no reason not to accept it?"

"Preparing gifts?" Jing Shu was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "I don't have such leisure and elegance."

"Oh? It's not a congratulatory gift?" Yun Min asked, "Then what is it?"

His voice was getting closer and closer to me. Although I was limited by my vision and didn't know what was going on behind me, I was keenly aware of the uneasiness of being seen through, and I wished I could fly into Jingshu's sleeve immediately.

Unfortunately, before I had time to flap my wings, I was lifted up by an external force, and met the clear blue eyes, which were filled with mist from the distant mountains, emptiness, and no emotion could be discerned.

"It turned out to be a red bead swallowtail that got lost."

He stared at me for a long time, his phoenix eyes were slightly bent, but he didn't smile: "Little Swallow Die, have you found your way home?"