Journey to Taoyuan

In the first life, he was a fairy peach lucky enough to be watered by the emperor. He grew into a sacred tree, cultivated into a fairy, and was named Taoyuan Xianjun.At that time, the three realms were peaceful, communicating with each other, and jointly maintaining the order of heaven and earth.In order to train him, the emperor ordered him to lead the overseas students from the ghost world. After the task is completed, he can become a real god.But he fell in love with An Rong, the next ghost king. He didn't understand love, so he begged the emperor and said: I always want to see this person from now on.He didn't pay attention to Dijun's expression, he just stammered to express his feelings.The emperor agreed, and asked him to ask Lord Qingling to lead him a red thread.He went to Qing Lingjun's soft and hard foam, and finally got what he wanted.As long as An Rong eats the first fruit she has grown, the red line will be drawn.This is not a good marriage for the rest of his life, and his fate is--to be wiped out forever.He jumped off the platform of chopping immortals, and lived and died in the mortal world, forever and ever.

In the second life, An Rong sat on the seat of the ghost king. In order to avenge him, he slaughtered the gods and sealed them in hell.With a broken heart, he lived in the heavens in a daze, but he left Lord Qing Ling, the one who helped him lead the red line.But he still couldn't help it, and tricked him up from the mortal world, delusional to see him again.Goodbye, already a stranger.

In the third life, he was still reincarnated in the world. He was obsessed with playing the piano and was a musician in the palace. Because he was an old acquaintance with the rebel party, innocent people were implicated, and the entire family was killed.Sitting on the dragon chair, the emperor said contemptuously: "The re-musician loves the piano the most in his life. Wouldn't it be happier to get rid of these hands?" His fingers were pinched by the splint for a long time. to numb.No one gave him mercy, he was a dog, he was dust, not worth it.He was eventually exiled and begged for a living, but he never forgot his zither, which was his lifeblood.He bumps along the way, looking for redemption.Goodbye old man, old man's heart is dead.

Who will tell him that these are all illusions?All broken glass?

"He Zixi..." Chongguang shook his head lightly. He had already been expelled from the heavens. It didn't matter who he was. The memories of every life flooded in. He was just a mortal. He had a long dream and drank a glass of wine in the dream. Tea, a cup of sweet tea.If Qing Lingjun hadn't opened his fairy family memory before his death.This is how his whole life is going to end.

Then in the next life, and in the next life, endlessly...

How long are these years for him?There are also times when the tea is too weak or exhausted.

Chongguang heard He Zixi's low laughter and raised his head.

He saw drops of blood-red tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

He Zixi smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, I jumped from the Zhanxian Platform."

Chongguang seemed to have been hit hard.

Does it hurt to jump off the Zhanxiantai?

pain.

Immortals jump off and never come up again.

ghost jump down,

Will be wiped out.

"I jumped down from the Zhanxian Terrace in exchange for meeting you for the rest of my life. I just didn't expect this to be the result. Guang'er, I'm tired. I'll take you to the mountain to play tomorrow."

Chong Guang was taken aback for a moment, and just responded, "Okay."

As Qing Lingjun said, He Zixi has gone crazy.Sometimes unconscious, sometimes awake.Probably pretending, but who wants to know?

The next day, the two walked slowly to the top of the mountain. There was no other scenery on the mountain, only a dilapidated peach tree.

"Guang'er, this king planted it when he jumped down, do you like it?"

"like."

The tree was low and dwarfed, and had no flowers, like a sickly old man.

Chongguang pointed at the tree, and suddenly the peach blossoms in the tree were competing to bloom, competing for beauty and beauty.

"Guang'er's mana has recovered." He Zixi looked at the pink peach blossom and said with a light smile.Shigemitsu nodded gently and sat beside him.

"Guang'er, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. Last time, I was wrong. I didn't take good care of you..." He twirled a pink feather and blew it forward, but it still fell on the ground , turned into powder.

"Do you still want to hear the old man tell stories?"

With a wave of Chongguang's sleeve, two jars of wine appeared out of thin air on the grass, without saying a word, just opened one jar directly.

"Tell me, I'm here."