Master, please stop your playful behavior

In the evening, the rays of the sun are bright red, and the soft colors make the noisy streets lively, as bright as blood.

When the long lights are on, you can have a panoramic view of the bustling town.The flow of people in the market more than doubled than usual, and it was extremely crowded. The grand ceremony was about to start, and they didn't have time to stop, let alone notice a man with strange behavior squatting by the street.

It looks like a handsome young man in his early twenties, but he behaves like a half-grown child, with slender eyelashes fluttering, a pair of curious and clear eyes flickering left and right, staring at the coming and going trends, the flowing eyes are full of excitement.

Just looking at it like this, I didn't sit down cross-legged until my legs became numb.

The sky was sinking fast, and it seemed that it had never been completely bright. When the last touch of color in the clouds was gone, the man suddenly panicked, stood up abruptly, and murmured to himself, "Where is the person?"

"It's about to start, if you don't come..."

It is rumored that today's celebration is mainly about expressing thoughts. If you want to entrust your emotions to the deceased, you need to go to the river and release a lantern. Show piety.However, there are also many people who think that it is just a formality, just buy it at the stall and deal with it.

At that time, the lights of smoke and sparks went to a corner together.Such a beautiful spectacle is hard for anyone to refuse.

Therefore, the man went against the crowd and searched every stall carefully and thoroughly, and after confirming that there was no one he was looking for, he stopped aggrievedly.

The lights were still on, but most of the bustling crowd had dispersed, and even the stalls selling things were rushing to celebrate the festival.

"..."

Suddenly, the man's heart became angry, and the roadside stones were the first to suffer, crackling and flying around, and then, the poor trees were hit, thanks to their age being older than him, they were lush and strong, otherwise they would not have survived. Live so toss?

"Stupid child...the grass and trees are ruthless, and you are the one who suffers."

"what?"

Hearing this, the man blushed and immediately hid his injured hand behind his back.

Unexpectedly, there was an old man selling sugar water at the end of the street, hunched over and closing the stall slowly, his eyes accidentally passed over the man in white clothes, he didn't care at first, but he looked a few more times because he was familiar with it, and he was a little startled some.

This person looks familiar, it must be a mistake because of vertigo.

"..."

Since nothing happened, the man didn't want to talk too much with her. He was about to leave lonely and then came back. He clenched his fists and asked her: "Have you ever seen a good-looking brother in white? He likes sweets, so he should come... "

In my memory, that person never refuses sweets, maybe he grew up in a honeypot.

After all, every word you say to him is boring.

He spoke a little too fast, and the old man didn't seem to be able to hear clearly. He repeated his words and asked, "Sweet? Do you want it? It just so happens that I have..."

"No, thank you, no need...forget it, it's okay." After waving his hands in disappointment, the man didn't want to explain again.

But the old man pressed his cold and old hand on his shoulder, and he did not forget to serve a bowl of sweet porridge that was still warm.

"Don't worry, people who are waiting will always come. Just like my granddaughter, she is very playful, and she hasn't come home yet. She said she wanted to ask for immortals to ask for an extension of life for me, an old guy." Immortal medicine. Xianjun saw it, but she didn't come back, it's strange..."

"Hmm..." Facing the greetings from strangers, the man still resisted a little, and he didn't want to have too much communication with these people. If it wasn't for the fact that the only person who could talk to him disappeared for ten days and a half months, he wouldn't be stubborn. Scalp for help.

It was clearly agreed, no matter what, Shou Sui Day will definitely come.

Why not come?

"It's getting dark, and it's very cold on your body, so just drink a bowl of warm water."

The old man expressed his kindness, and the man had no choice but to take the small bowl in a daze. When he looked up again, the old man had disappeared.The wind blows, the shadows are faint, and the single long shadow is not lonely.

call out.

A cluster of flowing fire bloomed in the dark night, gorgeous but short-lived, but it robbed the brilliance of the bright moon and stars.Following the bustle, the man in white put away the disappointment that could not be hidden in his eyes, choked down the sweets in the bowl, and ran towards the prosperity in the distance again.

Snapped.

One after another, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, like a perpetual ever-burning lamp, making day and night indistinguishable.Gunpowder smoke filled every corner of the forest, but the hustle and bustle remained undiminished. When the quiet and gentle Qinghe River was filled with star-like river lights, the world was quiet and peaceful.

Downstream is a plain covered with fragrant grass. At a glance, the sky and the earth are connected, and the spiritual light surrounded by the lamp moves forward slowly, blending into the boundless galaxy.

Excited, the man turned his head subconsciously, as if he was talking to someone.

"Liar, brother Feng didn't come, ignore Xiao Han."

It turned out that Shan Yunhan's memory was not completely erased, but the simplest and most beautiful episode after rebirth was engraved in his mind.

In his cognition, Feng Yixue promised before leaving that they would definitely spend the most prosperous festival in the world together.

But for the fulfillment of this promise, he waited too long and was disappointed again and again. In the end, the small flame in his heart was almost extinguished by the cold water day after day and year after year.

After the departed ghosts left, Mingdu lost the light of the stars that gave it vitality. The night was silent and desolate, and it looked like a dry land burned by karmic fire.Although there is no biting cool wind, the man's heart feels cold for no reason, and he resists this place extremely.

Turning around suddenly, he accidentally bumped into an obstacle that suddenly appeared behind him.

It was a man, and he was standing almost close to him.

"Does it look good?"

She has long hair and high bunches, and a red robe, but no matter how wide the sleeves are, it can't hide the evil spirit and blood that rushes towards her face.Instinctively, Shan Yunhan felt nauseous and retched before it was too late, he should have hid far away.

He held his breath, feeling inexplicably worried.

"Fight again?"

You must know that Shan Yunhan seldom talked to others, and he made an exception twice today.The visitor didn't catch the sudden concern, and he was stunned for a while before he smiled and said, "Well, it's all right."

"Why?"

"The way of heaven is unfair, taking away people's love."

heaven...

"What is the way of heaven?"

"Yes..." After removing the dirt on his body, the man slowly approached, and explained in a calm tone, "Everyone has a unique fate before birth, and every moment, they follow their fate. Arrangement of fate. Fate is like the law of heaven and earth, and those who change it will not end well. Therefore, if someone has a wrong mind, if he does not change it, he will change it."

Hearing this, a chill came to my heart, tossed and tossed, spreading all over my body, Shan Yunhan almost spit out what he just drank.A voice surrounded him, warning him not to listen any longer.

"Stop talking, I... I'm going to find someone."

When he turned around, the man ignored him, and continued to himself: "There was once a warm-hearted young man, full of blood, fearless, fearless, and he was involved in everything. Later, he became a hero of the clan, meritorious deeds Wuliang is about to become a god, but his brother told him that to become a god, one wrong step will cause you to fall into the devil. But in order to prevent his best friend from falling into the devil, he actually tore his soul and exchanged his fate to someone else. In the end, he became a monster despised by everyone, no one remembered the contribution of this young man, only feared that he was full of karma, and if he was close to him, there would be serious disasters."

"Have you said enough?" Taking a deep breath, Shan Yunhan tried his best to restrain his emotions without turning his head, "Feng Yixue."

"Remember? My good apprentice? Or are you pretending? Well, the acting skills are superb, and you are quite a teacher."

Pretending to be a big-headed ghost.

Shan Yunhan didn't want to explain at all, so it can't be said that it was just a while ago that he suddenly remembered everything, right?Of course, all of this, including the past that Feng Yixue said.

Strange, after drinking Mengpo soup, why did I remember it instead?

"So, who did you go to fight with? Heaven's way? Are you not afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid, so isn't this here to look for you?" Seeing Shan Yunhan mocking on the surface, but actually caring and arrogant, Feng Yixue put on her usual indecent look, and posted over aggrieved, "It hurts, Feng Brother also wants Xiaohan Huhu."

"Get out. Why didn't you think of me when you took revenge? You know I'm going to dig up graves..."

At this time, Feng Yixue was also a little annoyed, and interrupted him: "Even though there is no complete chance of winning, at least I know how to hold back. But that little apprentice of mine rushed in alone while I was unconscious. In the scorching karma, even Yuan Dan was given away, leaving no way of life. Han'er, have you considered me?"

"..."

Shan Yunhan was speechless for a while, unable to argue.The moment he rushed into Yehuo, his mind was full of Feng Yixue, and he was full of thoughts about what life would be like without this person.

"Do you think that in ten or twenty years, or even a hundred years, I will forget you after I practice Taoism and become an immortal for thousands of years."

"..."

Being able to settle accounts, it seems that I have not forgotten at all.

"Now with my cultivation base, the Heavenly Emperor can kill, and Mingdu can do it. Guess, how many years did I do it in Spring and Autumn?"

The coercion approached step by step, Shan Yunhan was stunned, feeling the resentment, pain, and even a bit of pride and showing off of the people behind him.If it weren't for a lot of suffering, with Feng Yixue's foundation, it would not take thousands of years to practice, and he would be no different from a god.

Therefore, he was even more unwilling to be a stumbling block for the other party.

The past is over, so what if justice is sought?Live to experience the eight sufferings in the world?Or enter the cloud tour?

None of these aroused Shan Yunhan's interest.

Although I have to admit that it feels good to be accompanied by someone, especially the devil who has been alone for thousands of years.Sometimes he can't help but wonder whether this sweet but astringent feeling is liking or dependence.Whether it was another person who accompanied him through the first half of his life, he would feel the same reluctance.

No, not right.

Thinking about it carefully, Qi Zhi has been around him for many years, and in the few lifetimes before that, he had not been accompanied by the long guardians of the Dharma, but he never had such an attachment that he must be this person.

If you like it, you will depend on it. The two are causal and inseparable.

"Is your injury okay? You said that you, being beaten, would come to me and cry every time." Turning around, Shan Yunhan avoided Feng Yixue's cannibalistic gaze, and tugged at the man. The person's hand wants to detect the spiritual pulse, "Okay, the master is mighty, the disciple is ashamed, I only hope to protect the rest of my life, and I will never give up."

Shan Yunhan bit the bullet and finished speaking such nasty and hypocritical words, ashamed as a little girl seeing her sweetheart, at a loss what to do.Feng Yixue didn't react at all, and after half a cup of tea, he waved his hands and smiled: "Your master can kill gods, do you still need someone to protect you? No need, Xiaohan, you don't need to protect me anymore, Live the life you want. It's just that I'm a little greedy, and before you leave, I don't want you and me to be as alien as strangers, so I let the ghost king tamper with the soup."

After cultivating for a hundred years, he finally entered the heaven and wanted to beg for his Han'er's life, but accidentally learned the truth.It turns out that there is no natural villain at all, and his Han'er is not.

Why do kind-hearted people suffer and become the stepping stones of those false gods?

But he is a mortal after all, no match for a true god who has cultivated for thousands of years.Even so, he desperately snatched back what belonged to Shan Yunhan.

Fortunately, there are sensible guys in God.

For example, the pair of brothers from the Leng family who sneaked down to the Xuanyuan sect and sneaked into the Xuanyuan sect turned out to be the commanding gods in charge of the operations of the world.I really can't see that one is noisy and the other is calm, they are gods comparable to the sun and the moon.Even god emperors should respect them three points.

The lower world is suffering and wailing, only they are willing to abandon the stability of the God Realm, keep their memories and turn them into mortals to investigate the whole story.Fortunately, it wasn't any other gods, even if it was casual, it would be a hasty job to catch a monster.

Everything can only be described in one word, lucky.

But Feng Yixue feels that everything has a cause and effect, luck will always meet someone worthy of it.

Obviously, his Han'er was worth it.

He didn't plan to return his destiny after getting it back, but wanted to exchange his own for Shan Yunhan.

Remember, Han'er doesn't want to become a fairy or a demon in the future, but wants to be an ordinary person.

Just like the first time I saw her, her lips fell lightly between her eyebrows, Shan Yunhan fell into Feng Yixue's arms before she had time to react.Unexpectedly, the person in his arms did not struggle, and was as quiet as a deep pool.After a long time, he said inexplicably, "I recognized that old grandma."

Feng Yixue asked: "Oh? Who is it?"

Shan Yunhan replied: "When I was young, you took me to the street to pretend to beg for money. At that time, there were very few people who gave me coins, and she was among them."

"Really? Then I really don't remember."

"It's a lie again..." Shan Yunhan's voice weakened, relying on his powerlessness, he buried his face in Feng Yixue's chest, carefully feeling the temperature and heartbeat of this person, "I treat you well, you will return it with Li!" If you are an enemy, you will kill yourself when you chase after Huangquan Biluo. If you want to say what you want, you are more willful than me."

Feng Yixue smiled, and was about to refute, when the weight suddenly disappeared from her arms.

"What can I do? I like such a person, such a you."

"Let's go, let's get together again."

The person in the arms turned into a little bit of firefly, clustered with light blue light, and finally caught up with the last bend of the ghost's reincarnation.

"it is good."

"It's fate, we meet thousands of miles away."

Many years later, all the immortal families divided into families to fight against each other, and no one was dominant anymore.Small disputes between humans and devils continued, but no great war happened. If you want to ask the reason, the catastrophe in the past created all this.

I don't know when, where the flowers on the other side bloomed, on the former border of humans and demons, a Hall of Yuxian was erected.Rumor has it that the patriarch of Kaitang is a demigod who has gone to heaven, with profound spiritual methods, and went to the lower realm to educate the world, so he recruited sages, regardless of their origin and race, only based on their character and behavior.

"and after?"

In the classroom, the younger students chattered, pestering the lecturer to ask questions first.

"That Demon Lord, is he dead?"

"Where's his master? Is it true that it took only a few decades to practice the divine meridian, and was later punished by the gods to the ghost world?"

The gentleman who was surrounded by him couldn't move, and the rough cloth was almost scratched by these youngsters, but he patiently answered one by one: "It's fake, unless you are born with divine veins, ordinary people can't practice it. Generally we say that they cultivate immortals. You can only develop spiritual power and spiritual veins. Even if you have spiritual veins, if you enter the heaven, you will not be able to bear the divine power. The master is the same, you can only use spiritual power to continuously repair your body, and rely on your will to step on your destiny To solve the biggest injustice in the world. Being punished in the ghost world is just a step down for the gods. The new ghost king of the ghost world is also considered an old friend, so naturally he will not treat him harshly."

"As for that Demon Lord, his karmic fire returned to his place, and his fate turned around, which is considered complete. Now... he should have been reincarnated, living the life of an ordinary person."

For children, what he said was a bit advanced, and several children stared with wide eyes, half understanding.As the setting sun approached, the day's classes came to an end, and these schoolchildren did not stay any longer, and Mr. Farewell disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Junior brother, let me come."

A man in Tsing Yi outside the door hastily put down the scrolls, helped the senior who acted like an old woman, and cleaned up all the books.While cleaning, he also taught: "It's agreed, you make a name, and I will pass on the name. It won't be long after you come back, just rest and don't worry about it. If you faint again, believe it or not, you will have dozens of pinholes on your body? "

"That's thanks to Senior Brother Lao."

The younger brother is also not polite, put down the sundries in his hands and walk away.For some reason, the man in Tsing Yi suddenly asked, "Are you still waiting for him?"

The sunset is red and brilliant, and the remaining temperature is attached to the earth, reluctant to leave.The junior brother walked quickly, but intermittently, it was a bit difficult: "Yes, did you see it?"

"No, even if there is, I don't know each other." After a while, the slightly messy lecture hall was tidied up by the man in Tsing Yi, and he caught up with his "Xuanyuan sect is gone, sinners are punished, leave me and others I am here to teach the world not to go astray again. Yixue, I keep you because of your health, and if you recover [-]% to [-]% in the future, there is no need to suffer with us."

Regarding this, Feng Yixue actually burst out laughing: "Tell me the sad and beautiful story of me and my good apprentice, where did you suffer? It's best to spread the praises of the Three Realms and pass them down through the ages, hahahaha."

"……make trouble."

OK, don't worry for nothing.

Gongsun Xu helped him away, and was about to move him to the residence with great difficulty, when the quiet bell at the door rang.When the bell rings, it means that a newcomer has come and wants to learn from him.

But the patriarchs in this hall do not accept apprentices, and all those who study here are just names. Gongsun Xu feels that he is not worthy, and he has never had a single person under his name. The school is also very free, so you can come if you want. Leave if unwell.There is no longer any distinction between internal and external grades, and they are treated equally.The Lingyi Valley not far away is full of peaches and plums, but the owner of the valley is strict, and those who can stay are basically considered to be both virtuous and virtuous, one in a million.

In this way, no one will ring the dusty bell again.

Who the hell is so short-sighted and wants to try.

Originally, Feng Yixue never cared about these kind of trivial matters, but today she seemed to be interested, she staggered to the door, and said to the boy who rang the bell: "I want to attend class and come back tomorrow."

I saw the young man just dismounted from his horse, he was full of wind and dust, and the bamboo hat was covered with a layer of light gauze, facing the light, the gold gauze shone without attracting dust.

"The story told by Xianjun is miserable, and the lovers are separated from each other. I wonder if I can hear the follow-up ending tomorrow?"

Feng Yixue smiled, pushed away the "crutch" that was supporting him, looked at the young man's vigorous eyes, and said: "Fate is determined by fate, it is all destiny, why insist on perfection? Whether you accept it or not, this is the end. "

"That's good." The young man took off the hat with one hand, and smoothed out the silvery white hair on his forehead. Facing Feng Yixue, there was a pair of bright purple and black pupils, "Ordinary life is boring, can you take me as a disciple? Master?"

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