9000 years

The lights in the south hall were turned off early, and Xuanli sat in front of the door in the dark, shaking the cup in his hand as if waiting for someone.

In the middle of the month, the door of the South Hall squeaked. Although the sound was soft, Xuan Li quickly caught it with his eyes closed.

He couldn't understand that person better, if he couldn't solve the doubts in his heart today, he wouldn't be able to sleep, it had been like this for 7000 years.

The visitor stopped after a long distance, as if he didn't think that Xuanli was still in the courtyard, he hesitated for a moment, turned around and was about to walk back.

Only then did Xuanli realize that he was taking the road to Chenchi.

"Your Highness? Are you leaving now?" Xuan Li didn't get up, and his voice passed through a courtyard of flowers and plants, and reached Yun Yi's ears.

The person not far away turned around stiffly, and then put on his usual gentle tone: "Has your majesty not rested yet?"

Xuanli stared at his face, the night hid his brows in the shadows, the words that were about to come out were on his lips, but he paused, and then turned a corner: "Go to sleep, Your Highness is so late, where are you going? "

"Not going anywhere, just can't sleep, come out to get some air, Your Majesty..."

"Since you can't sleep, why don't you come over and have a cup of tea, sleep aid!"

The words were ridiculous, but Yun Yi still came over according to the words, and sat opposite Xuan Li.

Xuanli picked up the small pot on the table to pour tea for him, but the person opposite hurriedly stopped him: "Your Majesty can't order it, I, I will do it myself."

The tea brewed in cold water is not very strong and has a bit of bitter taste. Drinking it is like chewing a willow leaf, which is not a good feeling.

Naturally, Xuanli would not stop him, he sipped the tea in his hand slowly, waiting for someone to speak.

Xuanli watched Yun Yi grow up, sometimes Xuanli knows what he thinks better than himself, Tianjun is just such a son, so naturally he is arrogant and indulgent in everything, although Tianjun hides frequently when things happen, he is still forced The trivial troubles in the sky and the earth don't touch the ground, I don't care about him, and the queen died early. The little guy likes to run to Wugong since he was a child. He talked a lot and laughed a lot when he was a child. I don't know when it started. It seems that he used to love to laugh, talked less, and kept a distance from Xuanli intentionally or unintentionally. Xuanli sometimes passed by his bedroom in the lower realm, and always saw this person sitting alone under the peach tree in front of the door, just so dumb Yes, I don't know where to look.

Until later, Xuanli accidentally learned that this little guy was very close to the little prince of the Dragon Palace and often met in private, so Xuanli probably understood.

It's a pity that something contrary to cognition happened later, and Xuanli found that he couldn't understand the person in front of him more and more.

The person opposite seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, why... is he really, Fu Yu?"

Xuanli looked at him slowly, and tapped his fingers on the stone table, tapping again and again.

"you like him?"

Yun Yi's back froze for a moment, he turned his head mechanically, surprised, angry, came and went from there quickly, then he lowered his head heavily, his throat rolled back and forth a few times, and did not answer Xuan Li.

Xuanli looked away from him, and lightly handed it to the moon in the sky.

"No, it's not him. If you don't like the name, you can change it."

The person on the opposite side kept his head down, and his blue-patterned robe was covered with moonlight, revealing a cold light.

"Dijun, have you ever liked someone?"

The fingers covered under the sleeves froze, and the familiar feeling flowed from the bottom of his heart all the way into his eyes. This feeling was very strange, almost a feeling of suffocation as if he wanted to run away, but his mind was empty again. , can't recall anything.

What does it feel like?he asked himself.

"Is there?" The person on the opposite side repeated it softly.

"No."

Yun Yi's uneasy eyes dimmed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved.

"It's all right, Your Majesty, there's no need to change your name. This name is really nice, and I like it very much."

Xuan Li sat without moving, as if he still had something to say, but Yun Yi who was opposite was in a mess and just wanted to get out of this uncomfortable place quickly, when he was about to get up, the person opposite suddenly spoke.

"Whether you like it or not is over, don't think about right or wrong, always look forward." The corners of his lips moved a few times, but finally stopped here.

"Yes, that Yunyi has resigned, and the emperor also rested earlier."

The phoenix tree in front of him suddenly dropped a few leaves, as if to complement the lonely back of the man, Xuan Li poured another glass, but he was not in the mood to drink again.

Have you ever liked someone?Where did you hear this sentence?

Xuanli hadn't had a dream for thousands of years, but that night, he had an extremely lengthy dream. When he woke up from the dream, the sunlight penetrated the window lattice, and the room was brightly lit.

He sat up from the slump, with the neckline of his clothes slightly open, as if he had been tortured violently, which coincided with the scene in his dream where he was screaming hoarsely.

"Hey, wake up, wake up, wake up and drink medicine before going back to sleep."

It was a small wooden house with only one couch, and the palm-sized windows did not allow much light in. Xuanli woke up from sleep, and the outline of the person in front of him was blurred. ponytail.

He was so weak that he couldn't sit up, the man helped him up, his palm was very hot, and it was prickly when it touched the bloody wound, and some unknown liquid was poured into his mouth, grassy, ​​sour, bitter, and many other unknown things. The indescribable smell stimulated Xuanli to vomit directly, and the man's voice anxiously slapped him on the back, once and for all, loudly, as if trying to wake him up from a dream.

And then...it was also such a bright day, he was helped out of bed for the first time, and then he saw clearly the small house with four walls, a low couch, a clay vat, and one side was burnt gray and black. A stove and an iron pot, apart from this, there is nothing else to see.

There are continuous green hills behind the house, and there is a slow-flowing river in front of the door. Xuanli sat on the stone at the door, watching the blurry silhouette knock his clothes by the river, and then dry them on a dead tree in front of the door. superior.

He remembered his laughter, the taste of the porridge he cooked, the way he stood at the door seeing him off, and how he tied his hair, but he couldn't remember his name alone.

That's a very close person, right?When is the story again?

Immortals dream differently from mortals. They know the past and the future, and they don't need those ambiguous predictions. What they dream of is the past, except for the charming thoughts in their hearts that cannot be pryed into.

Xuanli has no one to spy on, so what he dreams of is naturally the past.

But he recalled all the things that he remembered clearly in the past thousands of years, but he found nothing. He couldn't remember clearly, and there was no need to recall, because there was nothing there, and there was nothing there.

"Your Majesty, are you up? Can I come in?"

It's Yunyi.

Xuan Li got off the bed in a daze for a moment, and with a thought, he took off the overnight clothes and replaced them with new ones.

"Come in."

The door opened slightly, Yun Yi came in from the outside, saw Xuan Li suddenly paused, Xuan Li was still immersed in his dream, and only glanced at him indifferently.

"Your Majesty...didn't sleep well?"

Xuan Li rubbed the center of his brows and nodded, not intending to talk at all.

However, Yunyi stood in the same place, staring at Xuanli dumbly, then he quickly stepped forward, stopped in front of Xuanli, and stretched out his hand suddenly to touch Xuanli's face, Xuanli was startled by him Jump up and wake up a bit.

The palm that was avoided in mid-air curled up, hesitant to speak.

"My lord, your hair..."

"Huh? Hair?"

"...white."

Emperor Fengling, whose face had not changed for 6 years, had white hair overnight on his temples, and a thin strand just caught on the strand he casually tied.

White hair was replaced by blue hair, when Xuan Li saw clearly in the mirror of Ye Lingzhu, a strange feeling of pity welled up in his heart for no reason.He stretched out his hand to caress the strand of white hair, which seemed to be warmed, and he quickly withdrew his hand when it was so hot.

He lifted his fingertips, and the brilliance flowed across the blue hair, the white hair was covered by black, but after a while, it returned to white, sticking abruptly on his forehead.

"Dijun, you..."

Xuanli raised his hand and put away the Ye Lingzhu with a half-smile, "It's probably old, so it's okay."

"There are many immortals who are millions of years old, so how old is [-] years old?"

Yun Yi's extremely anxious voice made Xuan Li very surprised, isn't it just a strand of gray hair?Why are you in such a hurry?

He walked a few steps outside, his voice was slow and deep, and he heard the waves calmly: "The birthday god is [-] years old and his hair is graying. I'm already fine. Go and play, don't stay here."

"My lord..."

Xuan Li waved his hand and went straight to the backyard.

Yun Yi stood on the spot, clenched his hands tightly into fists under his sleeves, stared at the man's back, and murmured for a long time: "But you don't look old at all, you are much younger than the Birthday Wishing Immortal."

The white dragon in the backyard was lying on the edge of the pool as usual, and when he saw Xuan Li coming, he only raised his eyelids, and then closed his eyes to rest his mind again.

He couldn't see white hair or anything.

The white dragon by the pool is already much bigger than yesterday, faintly taller than Xuan Li, Kun Yuan caught a glimpse of the white hair on Xuan Li's head, he hurriedly put down his things and ran over, "Dijun, Are you all right?"

Immortal attendants not far away also heard the voice and looked over, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them, the emperor who is the best in the three worlds has gray hair?

"Dijun, Dijun, Dijun..."

The ear suddenly became noisy, and the dragon who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead finally opened his eyelids unwillingly and looked up at Xuanli, wanting to see what happened to this person, so that people around him could worry like this.

In the end, he was stunned faster than anyone else, with his two front paws propped on the ground, his eyes were tightly sucked by the white hair, Xuanli also found this little guy, and was about to move forward, when he suddenly heard a burst of earth-shattering laughter running down the ground Floating all the way into Xuanli's ears.

"..." What's so funny about this?

The people around were terrified, and they all took a few steps back, looking at this side nervously.

Fu Yu laughed and leaned back and turned his belly up, Xuanli took two steps forward, and suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Fu Yu off the pool, the water splashed and there was a "bang".

Xiao Bailong, who was laughing happily, was choked with water at once, he raised his head from the water thumping, stared at the people by the pool while spitting water, shook his head to shake the excess water off his body.

"Laugh, why don't you laugh?"

The man looked down at him with a dangerous light in his eyes.

"If you tell me to laugh, I'll laugh. Isn't it embarrassing." His voice was like a mosquito, and he lost all confidence.

Fu Yu felt a little scared after knowing it, did he just have a brain twitch?He actually laughed out loud in front of people, the opposite is Dijun, you don't need to pinch you hard, elm head, when it's supposed to be bright, it doesn't.

Xuanli stared at the person without speaking, the back of the person who watched was sweating, and his whole body was cold, the surrounding fairy servants disappeared in a flash, leaving only Fuyu and Xuanli.

It's over, now there are no corpses.

"Well, I just... saw it for the first time, and then... I thought it was very interesting, so I couldn't hold back."

The person standing on the shore suddenly gave a cold snort, and with a movement of his fingertips, a layer of enchantment slowly covered the surroundings, wrapping Fuyu tightly from head to toe.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and became anxious: "Your Majesty, don't, I was wrong, I shouldn't laugh at you, don't trap me, I will suffocate to death, Your Majesty..."

However, the man ignored him, no matter how he came or how he left, he didn't leave a word of extraneous words.

He wasn't so annoyed at first, but for some reason, when he saw the man turning his belly up, he almost subconsciously wanted to kick him into the pool, and the irritability in his heart rose instantly, and then it was out of control.

Sure enough, you still can't accept your appearance is getting old?Can't accept the ridicule of others?

Before noon, the story of Emperor Fengling's white hair had already spread throughout the heavens. Although most gods respected his majesty and only dared to talk about it behind his back, there were always those who were not afraid of death and went forward to the tiger's mouth make up.

After a night of dreaming, his body was already exhausted, and as soon as he lay down after drinking afternoon tea, a familiar aura rushed in from the mansion, without saying hello, he went straight to Xuanli's bedroom.

Fortunately, the man still remembered his identity, so he didn't break the door and knocked twice politely, "Fengling, I'm coming in!"

Why is it so hard to sleep?

The man who opened the door came in with a clean body, neatly tied hair, red phoenix eyes, and Lingxing eyebrows. He was handsome and good-looking. He often held a thin booklet in his hand, which was a record of karma in the mortal world. , is precisely the Siming Xingjun who is in charge of the fate of mortals.

"Wow, you really have white hair!"

Si Ming is [-] years old today, a minor official of the second rank in the Heaven Realm, logically speaking, he has nothing to do with Xuanli, but looking at the entire Three Realms, only Si Ming dares to call Fengling, say you, and tell us why Long, it is the friendship of the previous generation, it can be regarded as a close friend.

"If you have something to say, please go ahead if you have nothing to do."

"Tsk...the temper is still so hot, and I can only pretend to be in front of people!"

Xuanli: "..."

He lay down directly with his back to Si Ming, intending to close his ears directly.

"Hey," the man patted him, "seriously, what's the matter with your hair?"

Xuanli ignored him and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

"The fairy official who guards the Divine Cloud Palace came to report this morning, saying that your star position has changed, the position is not visible, and there is a slight fluctuation. What's wrong? Something happened?"

Xuanli turned around, "A change? When?"

He faintly had a bad premonition, maybe it was the dream last night.

"It's three quarters of Yin time last night!"