I am sitting in a building in the mortal world listening to a play.
It has been three years since Ye Hua left me.
Three years ago, during a battle with Ruoshui, Qing Cang died.
Ye Hua sacrificed his soul to the East Emperor Bell, and his soul was scattered.
The Yuqing Kunlun Fan inherited half of my immortal power and hit the East Emperor Bell hard, causing the East Emperor Bell to scream seven times. day.
Zheyan said, when he arrived, Ye Hua had already died for a long time.
I was covered in blood, with disheveled hair, holding him and sitting under the Donghuang Bell.
A thick immortal barrier was built around me, and no one could get close.
The Donghuang Bell rang sadly.
On the seventh day, all the gods from the eight deserts gathered in Ruoshui.
Tianjun sent his fourteen immortal uncles to retrieve Ye Hua's body.
The fourteen immortal uncles made thunder and lightning outside for seven days and seven nights, but they could not crack the immortal barrier.
Zheyan said, I thought you were going to hold Ye Hua and sit on the shore of Ruoshui for the rest of your life.
Fortunately, the sound of the Donghuang Bell spread far and disturbed Mo Yuan's Qing Xiu.
On the eighth day, Mo Yuan was brought here.
I can't remember anything he said.
At that time, I just felt that if Ye Hua died, I would die too.
In fact, it would be nice to hold him and sit on the shore of Ruoshui for a lifetime, even if he can never open his eyes again, never raise a faint smile on his lips, never lean into my ear and whisper my name, never again But at least I can look at his face and know he's next to me.
Zheyan said that Mo Yuan came over on the eighth day.
I don’t know when he came.
I have a vague impression.
At that time, I was sitting under the Donghuang Bell, my mind was empty, and I had no idea what happened before and after. , I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Mo Yuan standing outside the immortal barrier, frowning and looking at me.
My heart, which had become a withered leaf, felt a little bit, and then I realized that I was still alive.
Ye Hua had sacrificed his soul and dispersed his soul.
Ye Hua was dead.
I saw Mo Yuan nearby and thought that Mo Yuan might be able to save Ye Hua.
He also experienced the disaster of Donghuang Bell back then and still came back in the end.
I feel that as long as I can save Ye Hua, as long as I can get him to call me Qianqian again, I can wait willingly not to mention seventy thousand years, but seven hundred thousand years.
I removed the immortal barrier and wanted to hold Ye Hua and kneel down next to Mo Yuan and beg him for help, but when I really wanted to get up to look, I was completely powerless.
Mo Yuan quickly took two steps over, inspected it for a long time, sighed heavily and said, "Put a coffin so that Ye Hua can walk better."
Mo Yuan returned to Kunlun Ruins.
I brought Ye Hua back to Qingqiu, and the fourteen immortal uncles followed suit.
I feel that Ye Hua is mine and I cannot give it to anyone else.
A group of immortal uncles waited at the mouth of the valley for half a month, but returned without success, and returned to the Nine Heavens to return their orders to the Heavenly Lord.
The next day, Ye Hua and his parents came to Qingqiu.
The gentle and obedient mother-in-law on his face was trembling with anger.
He wiped the corners of his eyes with his soaked handkerchief and said, "I only found out this year that you are the mortal Su Su back then, but my son Ye Hua is the one who created you."
What kind of sin was committed on you twice?
When you were doing Su Su, he was so greedy for you that he even planned to give up the title of crown prince for you.
Tianjun ordered you to repay the debt between you and Princess Zhaoren.
For her eyes, you were sentenced to be struck by lightning for three months after giving birth to A Li.
You only lost a pair of eyes, but my son also suffered the punishment of lightning on your behalf, so you have to jump to the Zhuxian Platform to death.
You jumped, my son Yehua also jumped with you.
This is the calamity for you to ascend to the gods.
As for Yehua, my son, he has never been happy for a moment in his life since he met you.
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After so much, what did you do for him?
You didn't do anything for him, but you dominated him with peace of mind.
Now that he is dead, do you even want to occupy his body?
I only ask you, I only ask you one thing, Why are you?”
My throat was stiff and I stumbled back two steps, Mi Gu supported me.
Ye Hua's father said at the side: "That's enough," and then turned to me and said, "My son killed Qingcang, the ghost king, and used his soul to stop the Eastern Emperor Bell from destroying and devouring the heavens.
He died for the great road of heaven and earth.
Heavenly King Fengzhang has been issued.
Le Xu's words are all based on the woman's opinion, so the Shangshen should not take it seriously.
However, the Shangshen should return the child's body due to sentiment and reason.
It is somewhat inconsistent with emotion and reason to occupy the child's body during the wedding.
The child was the crown prince of the heavenly clan during his lifetime, and there are rules in heaven that cannot be broken.
A child like this should be buried at the end of the Wuwu Sea on the 36th day. , please God make it happen.”
The day Ye Hua was brought back to the Nine Heavens was a cloudy day with a slight breeze.
I kissed his eyebrows, eyes, cheeks and bridge of nose, and when I moved towards his lips, I had a very absurd and humble thought in my heart, hoping that he would wake up and put his head against my forehead and tell me: "I'm just kidding you." .
"But it's just my delusion after all.
Ye Hua was put into an ice coffin by his parents and carried out of Qingqiu in front of me.
I only left him in his blood-stained black robe.
Zheyan gave me a peach tree before, and I planted it at the entrance of the fox's cave.
I watered and fertilized it every day, and soon the peach tree grew branches and branches.
On the day the peach tree bloomed for the first time, I put the mysterious robe left by Ye Hua into a coffin and buried it under the peach tree.
I made a tomb.
I don’t know what the peach tree will be like when it blooms with branches.
What does it look like?
Lian Gu said: "Auntie, do you still remember that you have a son?
Do you want to take His Highness back to Qingqiu?"
I shook my hand.
Of course I remembered that I had a son, and I named him A Li.
But right now, I don’t even have much time to take care of myself, let alone Ali.
He will be well taken care of in heaven.
After Ye Hua was taken away by his parents, I sat under the peach tree for half a month.
The whole day was hazy, and his phantom often appeared in front of me.
He was always dressed in a mysterious robe, with his hair loose and loose, tied with a silk ribbon at the end.
He would lean on my lap and read a book, or sit opposite me and pose.
When Zhang Ji was painting, Shuijun would rub me in his arms to protect me from the rain.
Sitting under the peach tree under the half-moon, I feel that Ye Hua is always with me, and I feel complete.
I feel satisfied, but the fourth brother Zheyan, Mi Gu, and Bi Fang don't seem so satisfied.
On the night of the 16th day, the fourth brother finally couldn't bear it anymore and carried me into the fox cave, put me in front of the water mirror and took a picture.
He suppressed his anger and said, "Look what you have become.
Ye Hua is dead.
You Can’t you survive?”
What the fourth brother said is right, I don’t think I can live anymore.
But I don't know if I will be able to find Ye Hua if I am completely wiped out.
When something disappears into ashes, it always feels like everything is left and everything has returned to dust.
If I were to be wiped out, I might not be able to remember Ye Hua, so it would be better not to be wiped out.
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Now I can still see him smiling at me in front of me all the time, which is good.
The goddess in the water mirror looked pale and haggard, her eyes were bound with thick white silk, and there were a few dead leaves on the white silk.
This Bai Ling looks very different from the one I usually wear.
My mind slowly turned around, oh, Yue Qian Zheyan captured me and had my eyes replaced.
This Bai Ling was made by him with a potion on it, so it was different from the one my father made for me.
The fourth brother sighed and said seriously: "Wake up, you have lived to such an old age, can't you see the difference between life and death?"
It’s not that I can’t see it, I just don’t know how to see it.
If I knew how to do it, I might be able to see it.
That night when I was drunk and broke the lantern, it reminded me of that incident three hundred years ago.
I don't know why, but I couldn't remember Ye Hua's good qualities.
All that came before me were his bad qualities.
Now, after Ye Hua passed away, he couldn't think of anything bad about him.
What flashed through his mind day by day were all his good qualities.
I used to scold Li Jing very plausibly, saying that he spent his whole life pursuing things he had not obtained and would never cherish them once he had them.
Isn't that true of me?
The moon is full over the long river, and the night is deep and silent.
Nothing to do but sleep.
I originally didn't expect to dream about Ye Hua, but in this dream, I dreamed about him.
He leaned behind a desk to review official documents.
After a while, he swept a bunch of documents aside, frowned slightly and took a sip of tea.
When he put down the tea cup, he raised his head and smiled and said: "Qianqian, come here and tell me about yesterday's incident."
What kind of script did you read?”
I'm stuck in this dream and don't want to wake up.
This is really a gift from God.
When I was sitting under the peach tree, those phantoms never spoke to me.
However, this Yehua in the dream was no different from when he was alive.
Not only could he take a walk and play chess with me, but he could also play chess with me.
Can talk to me.
Since then, I can dream about him every day.
I think sleeping is a good activity.
In fact, if you think about it from another angle, you will feel relieved.
In their mortal world, there is an allusion about Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.
It says that a mortal named Zhuang Zhou dreamed and turned into a butterfly, dancing happily and very happily.
After a while, he woke up and found that he was still a mortal Zhuang Zhou.
I don’t know whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed and turned into a butterfly, or whether a butterfly dreamed and turned into Zhuang Zhou.
In the past, I lived a real life and regarded reality as an illusion.
Now this makes me very painful, so it is better to change my mind and regard dreams as illusion.
Really live your life and treat all reality as fantasy.
Life is still the same, but it’s just a different way of living that makes me happy and satisfied.
This is also a kind of leave it alone.
Zheyan and his fourth brother saw that I was getting better and that I was just getting sleepy, so they no longer looked at me often.
They were probably more or less relieved.
There was no news from Jiuchongtian about the new crown prince.
They only heard that Princess Zhaoren Sujin had been expelled from the immortal status forever.
When the Donghuang Bell moved abnormally, as the bell-keeper Xian'e, she failed to fulfill her duties and report it to heaven in time.
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She was in her position but could not fulfill her responsibilities, which indirectly caused the prince Yehua to be left alone and helpless in the battle with Qingcang.
In the end, she sacrificed her own soul to the Donghuang Bell, and her soul disappeared.
Tianjun was very angry after losing his eldest grandson.
He immediately demoted her to the ninth heaven and included her in the six paths of reincarnation, where she would have to endure hundreds of lifetimes of love tribulations.
I think Tianjun's punishment to Su Jin was a bit excessive, probably out of anger, but in the end these things have nothing to do with me, so I just listen to them as gossip.
In a different way, I walked this life path, and I walked it very well.
In this life, I believe Ye Hua is alive.
The tomb built for him has become the last thing I want to see, because it always reminds me that you made up all this.
Ye Hua is dead, he is dead.
I think that place is extremely scary.
However, he couldn't bear to do it, so he had to dig another hole in the fox hole.
Fourth brother often takes me to visit the mortal world when he has free time, just to catch up with me and catch his.
When traveling in the mountains, he would say: "Look at this towering mountain.
When you stand on the top of the mountain, everything in this world is so small.
Doesn't it make your mind instantly broad?
Doesn't it make you feel that your children are too sad?"
Are they floating clouds on the horizon that can be wiped away with a wave of your hand?"
When swimming, he would say, "Look at this waterfall that flows straight down, rushing into the river, day and night, and never looking back.
You look at this waterfall, don't you think?
Do you think life is the same, you can't look back, you always have to look forward?"
When visiting the market, he would say, "Look at this ant-like mortal, he can only live in the world for a few decades, and he is still subject to punishment.
Trapped by various fates, most of those who farm are poor all their lives, most of those who study are unable to develop their ambitions, and most of the good children raised in boudoir marry bastard husbands, but they still live happily.
Have you looked at these mortals?
, don’t you think you are much better than them?”
At first I listened, but later he said he was addicted and would say this every time.
I disliked his verbosity, and I would be alone in the mortal world again.
On the third day of September in the third year after Ye Hua passed away, I was listening to a play in the mortal world and met a little immortal named Zhiyue on Fanghuxian Mountain.
When you listen to a play in the mortal world, you have to follow the script of the mortal world.
If you think the actor is singing well, you will be rewarded with money.
When you cheer, you will throw a few coins on the stage.
You can be considered as living up to the hospitality of the actors.
When Little Fairy Zhiyue returned to the mortal world to watch a play for the first time, she saw a group of people watching the play behind the mahogany railings throwing money in a lively manner.
She was jealous and wanted to do it again, but her sleeves were empty and she looked very shabby.
She saw through my fairy body at a glance.
He happily introduced himself to his family and asked me to borrow some money as a reward.
Although I was a little surprised that she, a little fairy, should have learned the art of transformation, and it should be a trivial matter to change one or two coins, I still lent her a few luminous pearls.
Later I found out that her parents were afraid that she would cause trouble by traveling to the lower realms, so they blocked her immortal power.
Originally, this was just a nod.
After that, I would meet her every time I went to see a play in the mortal world.
This nod of fate turned into a long-lasting fate.
Zhi Yuesheng was sweet and lively, and did not bother me.
I find it rare to find out who I am, where I live, and how old I am.
Besides, it’s also nice to have someone to talk to while listening to a play, and it’s not like my fourth brother said, “Look at this ups and downs of the play.”
I have listened to more than ten performances with her in this way.
Counting the days, it has been about more than two months.
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Today, I was sitting in this building again listening to a play.
The Peony Pavilion was sung on the stage to suit the occasion.
It was the fifth day of the tenth lunar month.
It was a good time to get married and travel, but not to use weapons.
Three years ago today, at this time, Ye Hua left me.
Go, I took a sip of wine and watched the green clothes on the stage dancing with their sleeves.
This part of the play goes straight to the song, "For you to be as beautiful as a flower, and the passing years are like a fleeting time.
I am looking for you all over the place, and I feel sorry for myself in my secluded boudoir."
He took a seat and sat down.
Halfway through the play, she covered the corner of her mouth and came over to whisper: "Do you still remember my distant cousin who was a genius but died young?"
I nodded to show that I remembered.
In addition to talking about drama with me, Zhiyue Xiaoxian also often talks about her distant cousin.
According to her, this cousin of hers was a brilliant and talented man, but it was a pity that he was short-lived and died in battle at a young age, leaving behind only a pair of old parents who were half-dead of grief and a child who cried all day long. , pitiful.
Every time she sighed the word "pity", her face showed a look of compassion.
But I don't think her cousin's family is that pitiful.
They probably have put life and death aside in recent years.
Zhi Yue held the pot and poured a cup of cold tea, moistened his throat, looked around, then covered his mouth and leaned over: "My cousin, didn't I tell you that he died three years ago?
They all thought that there was only one body left of him, and that his soul had been wiped out long ago.
They made a mysterious crystal ice coffin and sunk him in a sea.
I went to see the sea yesterday, which had been quiet for hundreds of thousands of years.
But suddenly there was a commotion, and the sea water surged upwards, setting off a ten-foot-high wave that actually lifted up the Xuanjing Ice Coffin.
They said that it was the Xianze that swirled around the ice coffin that stirred up the sea water.
Do you think it's strange?
My cousin's soul has been wiped out, but he can still be protected by such a powerful Xianze.
No one in the whole clan knows what happened.
When the younger generation of us were kicked out , the clan leader sent his little immortal to invite a respected god in our clan.
My parents said, maybe my cousin is not dead at all.
Alas, if he is not dead, little Ali will not have to cry all day long. ” The surroundings were silent for a moment, and the wine glass in my hand fell to the ground with a "pop".
I heard myself say: "That Haizi is Wuwanghai, your cousin, he is the prince Yehua, he is the eldest grandson of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Lord, Prince Yehua."
Zhi Yue stuttered and said blankly: "You, how do you know?"
I stumbled out of the teahouse and rushed to the street before I remembered that I had to fly through the clouds to reach the ninth heaven.
I stumbled up to the top of the clouds, and unexpectedly glanced at the mortals kneeling below, and then I remembered that I was the purple mist driven by the auspicious clouds that I recruited at the market.
In the mid-air above the clouds, the sky is high and far away, and the view below is vast.
My mind is blank, and I can't remember the way to Nantianmen no matter what.
The more anxious my heart became, the emptier my mind became.
I stepped on the clouds and walked around in the sky several times, not knowing what to do.
Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he almost fell into the clouds.
Fortunately, he was held firmly by a pair of arms.
Mo Yuan's voice came to mind at the back: "Why are you so careless?
You can fall down even if you are riding on a cloud."
I turned around and clasped his wrist tightly, saying anxiously: "Where's Ye Hua, master?
Where's Ye Hua?"
He frowned and said, "Wipe your tears first, I was about to talk to you about this matter."
Mo Yuan said that God Father used half of his divine power to create a fairy fetus for Ye Hua to reincarnate.
After he was reincarnated, this divine power has been with him and hidden in his consciousness.
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Three years ago, he didn't know that Ye Hua had chopped down four ferocious beasts in Yingzhou and gained the other half of his father's power, so he thought he was hopeless.
Ye Hua must have used all his father's divine power to withstand the heaven-destroying power of Donghuang God.
His soul was somewhat damaged by the two forces, and he spontaneously fell into a deep sleep, but everyone thought he was...
The soul was scattered into ashes and smoke.
Even Ye Hua himself probably thought the same way.
Mo Yuan said that he should have slept for decades this time, but the Xuanjing ice coffin was a good artifact.
Although Wuwanghai was the remains of the Shentian clan, it was actually a holy place for cultivation, and it was called Yehua only three years ago.
Being able to wake up in just 10 years is really a mistake.
I didn't hear most of what he said, but I really listened to what he said, "Xiao Qi, Ye Hua is back.
He ran to Qingqiu to find you as soon as he landed.
You should go back quickly."
I never thought that Ye Hua could be alive.
Although I have silently prayed thousands of times, I actually know in my heart that those are all extravagant hopes.
Ye Hua disappeared into ashes three years ago.
Under the peach blossoms in front of the fox cave, the robe he wore when he died is still buried.
He is dead.
Before he died, he asked me to forget about him and let me live a carefree life.
But, but Mo Yuan said that Ye Hua woke up, he was not dead, he was always alive.
I soared through the clouds all the way back to Qingqiu, but accidentally fell off the clouds four times.
After passing the valley entrance, I simply abandoned the cloud and landed on the ground, staggering towards the fox cave.
I met some fairies on the roadside who greeted me.
I didn't know it at all, but my hands and feet were shaking involuntarily, afraid of not seeing Ye Hua and afraid of Mo Yuan.
Everything you say is misleading.
When the fox hole appeared under my eyes, I slowed down.
I haven't walked through the main entrance for a long time, and I didn't notice that the peach tree planted three years ago next to the cave was in full bloom.
Green mountains, green trees, and blue pools.
For the first time in three years, I could clearly see the colors of Qingqiu.
The sun shines through the clouds, and a peach blossom tree in the green mountains and clear water is like the ever-lasting bright haze in the nine heavens.
The young man in black robe standing under the hazy tree was leaning forward slightly, stroking the tombstone standing in front of him with his slender fingers.
It's like a dream.
I held my breath and took two steps forward, fearing that if I made a big move, the scene in front of me would disappear altogether.
He turned his head, the wind blew by, and the haze on the trees undulated into a wave of red waves.
He smiled slightly, still looking the same as when we first met him, with picturesque eyebrows and dark hair.
A few petals floated down from the red waves, and there were no other colors or sounds between heaven and earth.
He stretched out his hand and said softly: "Qianqian, come here."
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