Star Railway: Lumen

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"It does look like it."

Yuanming nodded: "But I'm still confused. Isn't it normal for a star god to appear next to you?"

"...Do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

"What's wrong? ”

“Star God, the top of the universe.”

Ying Xing raised his hand and gestured: “Even if Di Gong Siming is a star god who is very close to mortals, you know what he is like.”

“Oh...I see. . ”

Yuanming nodded: "Are you really surprised?"

"Very surprised."

Yingxing nodded helplessly: "Before that, I thought I could only reach Baiye in my life, but I didn't expect I have the opportunity to see the Chaos Star God in person and become a Chaos Envoy."

"I didn't expect... Changle Tianjun to be so... uh... kind?"

Yingxing looked at Aha.

Aha is kind?

Yuanming A sneer.

"Yuanming! What are you laughing at?!"

Aha widened his eyes: "Am I not kind?"

"You are kind?"

Yuanming glanced at her: "Do you think this fits your image?"

" It's in line with that, why not. "

Aha coughed twice and turned to look behind him: "You said I'm not kind, and few people in the universe agree with you."

"Nonsense, those who don't agree are dead."

"I You've never killed anyone yourself, right?"

"Haha."

The best way to deal with Aha is to sneer at her when she speaks.

Aha will suffocate herself to death.

...

After a few rounds of drinking, the winner is decided.

" Madam... Hehe... Madam... I won..."

Ying Xing lay in Bai Heng's arms, grinning foolishly.

"Obviously... I won!"

Jing Liu kicked the wine next to him unconvinced. The jar, even with all its strength, couldn't support its body.

"I can't even sit up, how can I win or lose?"

Yuanming had no choice but to gently pick up the little ball in his arms: "My wife, let's go and rest."

"Well... I don't want to rest..."

Jingliu shook his head. Shaking her head: "Rest... can't get out of bed... um..."

"Okay, okay, that's enough."

Yuanming covered her mouth, smiled at everyone, and then quickly disappeared from the banquet.

" Ah Ha, are you going back too?"

"Me? Haha... not necessarily."

Aha raised the corner of his lips: "I noticed something very interesting."

"What did you notice?"

Bai Heng tilted his head head.

"Evil intentions towards me."

Aha looked up at the starry sky.

Extremely weak, extremely weak evil intentions.

So weak that Aha almost didn't feel it.

But it really existed.

And it was not just towards her, but towards The entire destiny of joy is filled with malicious intent that can be called deprivation.

There are too many beings in the universe who have malicious intent towards this Lord of Joy.

Ah Ha chuckled.

She suddenly remembered that a long time ago, she had seen a group of tiny mortals trying to assassinate the Void.

She helped them along.

But in the end, those mortals couldn't even get close to the Void. .

They automatically annihilated in the universe where nothingness existed, and in extreme pain and laziness, with fear that made it difficult for them to move their feet, they turned into nutrients for nothingness.

She wouldn't be that boring.

Ah Ha thought.

She was happy to see The tiny dust drifted to the back of her feet, and then grew wildly - even if the tiny dust would eventually turn into a sword aimed at her.

So what.

Not to mention that the sword was still made of dust... even if A real sword, wouldn't that be even more interesting?

Then again, the malice of the mourning actor has expanded to the point where she can detect it.

Where did this come from...

Aha grinned and said softly Smiling.

Interesting... Interesting...

It seems that the next journey will be very interesting...

Aha looked at his palm.

Has he seen Nanook too many times recently... I feel that his thoughts have been affected.

Obviously Just one try.

The fun of destroying ants is to see them desperately climbing up, and then let them fall to the dust at the moment when they are most excited.

Repeat countless times, their spirit will completely collapse.

Then...

Hehehe... …

Aha smiled strangely and turned away.

For the joy of all things in the universe, she will give joy to all living beings.

Similarly, all living beings will serve as her joy.

"It's time to go."

Aha pulled Dan Feng up,

He waved to the people behind him and left.

I hope this time the ants.

can climb higher.

This is the most interesting.

…

In Jing Yuan's memory, before these "great gods" returned to Luofu, Fu Qing had always been calm and rational.

At least Jing Yuan had never seen Fu Xuan drink alcohol.

Not to mention talking nonsense after drinking too much.

Ah Ha used a new method.

According to what she said, she was trying to mix an ingredient that would not make people vomit even if they drank too much.

But Jing Yuan thought carefully about Ah Ha's material...

Will the wine mixed with the blood and body parts of the star god really be non-irritating to mortals?

However... looking at Fu Qing's appearance, Ah Ha should have succeeded this time.

Fu Xuan drank a lot, but he did not vomit as ugly as last time.

"Fu Qing, do you feel better?"

"General..."

Fu Xuan's voice was soft: "My head hurts..."

"Why did you drink so much?"

Jing Yuan sighed and lifted her up.

Just now, Fu Xuan was indeed allowed to walk by herself.

But Fu Xuan fell to the ground after taking a step - at least it was enough to prove that Ah Ha's wine this time was stronger than last time.

But Jing Yuan is used to it now.

"... Because I'm in a bad mood."

"Did something happen in Yuque?"

Fu Xuan raised his head and looked at Jing Yuan with his clear and bright eyes, as if trying to identify who was holding him.

After a while, Fu Xuan lowered his head again: "Because my father..."

"Uncle..."

"The doctor said that my father has been engaged in divination for most of his life... and he has to take care of the big and small affairs of the Fu family. He may fall into the devil earlier than ordinary people..."

Fu Xuan's voice was very low.

Jing Yuan sighed and tightened his arms around Fu Xuan: "Fu Qing, sometimes... these things are beyond your and my control. Rather than being sad and worried about it... Alas... Never mind, I am not qualified to advise you."

Jing Yuan shook his head.

His parents had died a long time ago. They had been in that position for their whole lives. Finally, they were old and entered the Prison of Hell on their own.

For the immortal immortals, entering the Prison of Hell is like falling into the Demonic Yin, which is almost equivalent to death.

Those who are likely to fall into the Demonic Yin, or those who have already fallen into the Demonic Yin, will enter the Prison of Hell and enter the reincarnation.

But his experience was different.

When his parents entered the Prison of Hell, Jing Yuan found a place where no one was and cried all night long.

That was the first time he was so vulnerable.

Jing Liu sat on the tree and accompanied him all night long.

For Jing Yuan, Jing Liu took care of him as both a master and a mother.

Although she could not comfort him, she could only sit there, watching him cry awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

But at least she was by his side.

And now, Fu Xuan had no one by his side.

Oh... not really, Fu Xuan still had him by his side.

"I know... I know everything..."

Fu Xuan whispered softly: "It's just... I'm not a competent daughter."

"Who can be a competent child of someone who chooses to devote everything to the fairy boat?"

Jing Yuan sighed and patted Fu Xuan's back gently: "At the beginning, I also hated myself for being so stubborn. If I could spend more time with them, it would be good. But then I thought, if I followed their choice back then, I would only be a deacon in the Land Heng Division at most... I wouldn't know you."

Jing Yuan said, sighing: "Once you choose a path, there is no other way to go except to keep going. Life has always been a one-way street."

"I know everything..."

Fu Xuan's voice was a little choked.

Perhaps this man's embrace was too warm.

The white-haired lion exudes a warmth that softens people's bones.

Or maybe, it's been too long since anyone gave her a hug and told her that you are tired too.

Fu Xuan suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

She never confided in anyone, but now she would speak about her pain and her worries.

For the immortal species, hiding things can really suffocate people.

She gently hugged Jing Yuan's neck, her body twitching.

Jing Yuan didn't say anything, just listened quietly to the movement in his ears.

Family affection is a difficult hurdle that people can never escape.

The fact that a child wants to support his parents but they are not there is a natural chasm that mortals can never cross.

They are not star gods, they can't be ruthless or cold.

They can only struggle in these separations of life and death, and endure the pain brought by separation and various emotions.

This is the disadvantage of the immortal species compared to the short-lived species.

After living for too long... these memories are getting sharper, every

Every time I think of it, it's like a sharp knife, deeply cutting off a piece of flesh and blood in my heart.

There's nothing good about immortality.

...Isn't this a bit too...what word should I use to describe it...not knowing how to appreciate what you have?

"If I had...spent more time with him."

"If I hadn't left so angrily, he might have been able to rest more and live longer."

"Everyone has ambitions, Fu Qing."

Jing Yuan comforted softly: "You always have to make choices for your own ambitions."

Family members can't always walk on the same path with them.

"General...am I useless..."

"No."

Jing Yuan shook his head: "You are the Taibu of Luofu, a genius who has never been seen before and will never be seen again. How can you be so self-deprecating? Fu Qing, there are some things...no matter how powerful you and I are, we can't change them after all."

Mortals are mortals after all.

Jing Yuan thought of Dan Dingsi that day again.

If you stand in the perspective of those people who have passed on the secret teachings of the King of Medicine.

They practiced for countless years, and gained the skills that made everyone around them envious, and obtained the so-called "Medicine King Appearance".

Walking in the universe, they were envied by countless destiny travelers, who envied their strength and their immortality.

In front of those mortals, they were like the Jianmu that reached the clouds, which was out of reach.

But what was the result?

The companions they gathered with great difficulty and painstaking efforts, and the army they raised with so much effort, turned into dust just because of the thought of the gods.

Jing Yuan thought about the time when he went back.

The master just smiled and didn't care about anything about the Dan Ding Division.

He asked: "Are you injured?"

Then asked: "Did you buy the braised beef that your master wanted to eat?"

The gods only care about the people or things they want to care about.

Never care about those dust.

Even if mortals peel off a layer of skin to climb up, in the end they can only entrust their hopes to the gods who don't care about them.