I am a fairy

Chapter 284 People Here Call Me Yun Zhongjun

"Is this where the man who was born with knowledge lives now?"

Coming through wind and rain.

At dawn, Taoist Jin'ao crossed the Yangtze River and the Yellow River and arrived in Yanyang.

Along the way, there were thunder in some places and wind and rain in other places. However, when he arrived in Yanyang, the sun and white clouds came towards him from the end of the sky.

The scene was truly shocking, and Taoist Jin'ao also experienced the feeling of being an immortal.

At the beginning.

He thought this was the residence of the person they were looking for, but he did not see that person.

The woman in front of him was the daughter who was said to have run away with the peddler.

He was a little disappointed.

He landed in fear all the way, thinking that he would be able to find the target as soon as he came here, but then he changed his mind and thought that if he could find the other party's daughter, he might be able to learn more information.

Then he heard something unbelievable and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Your Dalang said that he is your grandfather."

The woman wiped her tears with her hands and spoke to Taoist Jin'ao.

"Master, you don't know. It must be my grandfather who is thousands of miles away who resents me, and the retribution has fallen on my Dalang."

"I haven't been back for more than ten years, and I don't know what my home looks like now."

"My father must have met with some misfortune, and his soul cannot rest in peace, so he appeared in my house to cause trouble."

After Taoist Jin'ao heard about the story of the paper and pen shop owner and his family, he couldn't help but keep looking at the man in white next to him, but the other person seemed to be in a trance, and after he came in, he just sat there motionless.

But Taoist Jin'ao felt that something was not right. It seemed that there was indeed something seriously wrong with that man who was born with knowledge.

He has seen many ghosts, and many of the ghosts and gods in the underworld are his disciples.

However, the person described by the couple who owned the paper and pen shop in front of him did not look like a ghost.

"Could this person be a fairy god or a demon from ancient times?"

"What kind of magical power did he use to allow him to live forever in this way in the bloodline of his descendants in this world?"

Taoist Jin'ao then realized that this person was not reincarnated in the human world randomly, but relied on the reproduction of his own bloodline to be reborn continuously.

This magical power is simply incredible and horrifying.

Just think of it.

A man is not only the son of the woman in front of him, but also her grandfather, and even her ancestor and ancestors.

He gave birth to his children and grandchildren time and time again, and then let his children and grandchildren give birth to him.

Taoist Jin'ao felt that this might not be the inheritance of some righteous immortals, but some unorthodox magic. However, the ancient gods, demons, monsters and saints would not be so taboo.

At this time, Taoist Jinao also remembered what the villager had said to him before.

“I was young.”

"I only heard that he said he was going to the north?"

"But before he could leave, he fell ill and died the next day."

Taoist Jin'ao felt his hair stand on end. It was impossible for the other party to die of illness before he could even set off.

At this moment, hasn't he really arrived in the north?
It's just that the way he came was so bizarre that it was unbelievable.

The white-robed immortal beside him has the ability to ride a blue bird across mountains and seas, and this man also has his own way to fly across the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

But at the same time, Taoist Jin'ao also broadened his horizons.

"There is actually such a method of longevity in this world."

Taoist Jin'ao felt that the ancient times were a truly desirable era. The gods, demons and saints at that time truly possessed all kinds of mysterious methods, which made him extremely yearning.

At this time, the man in white who had been listening quietly to the woman's story spoke.

The man in white looked through the mask and fell on the woman.

"He's not haunted by anything."

"You know, he is your grandfather."

"You know what he said is true, but you just don't want to accept it."

The man in white looked at the furnishings around the room. Many of the seemingly insignificant details revealed some secrets.

"Some things didn't start now. When he was just born, you knew he was different from ordinary people."

"You know that he has secrets, and you know that he is a different person from ordinary people."

The man in white was looking at the woman at first, then turned his gaze to the middle-aged shop owner.

"Do you really hope he can come back?"

"Even if he comes back, can you still get along with him?"

"As he grows up, the gap between you and him becomes deeper and deeper. Even if he doesn't leave today, there will come a day when he won't be able to stay, right?"

Perhaps that person also understood, so he chose to leave at this time.

The woman stared blankly at the man in white. When most people consider something, they don't think about whether it is right or wrong, or what the essence of the thing is, but are controlled by emotions and instincts.

Even though the woman had already noticed that something was wrong with the man, she still chose to cover her eyes. She could not accept this horrible fact, and the fact that she had "lost" her child.

"No, you're talking nonsense."

"My Dalang has become like this because of a ghost."

"I invited you here to exorcise ghosts, not to tell you to talk nonsense."

"Get out of here, get out of here."

The woman became anxious and stood up and shouted loudly.

The middle-aged shop owner stopped the woman and tried to persuade her.

"Forget it."

"Let's end this matter here!"

"Just think of it as... just think of it as raising a debt collector. Never mind. Let's just leave it at that!"

The man in white stood up and walked outside, and Taoist Jin Ao immediately followed him in a hurry.

The man in white asked as he stood up.

"I will find him and can give him a message for you."

The woman gradually stopped crying and looked at the man in white with tearful eyes. She opened and closed her mouth and didn't say anything for a long time.

Finally, he watched the man in white gradually walk away, and suddenly chased after him and shouted.

"Tell him to come back and take a look if he passes by our house."

After walking away.

At this time, Taoist Jin Ao said.

"You want to bring a message to him. Do you want to change his mind through his daughter, who is probably the only one he cares about?"

In Jin Ao's opinion, the man in white in front of him wanted to find the opponent's weakness in this way.

The man in white looked back at the paper and pen shop, which was the environment in which the other party grew up again.

However, looking at the details there.

It is difficult for an immortal to integrate into the world of mortals no matter how hard he tries.

Mortals will never understand him, and he may find it difficult to empathize with the thoughts of ordinary people.

The man in white also glanced at Taoist Jin'ao, with the same look in his eyes as a young man looks at ordinary people.

In the end, nothing was said.

On the bank of the Yellow River.

A man in white and a Taoist priest stood by the river, looking at the largest river in the north.

They did not go looking for that person, but waited here early, as if they were very sure that the person would pass by here.

"Will this person really pass by here?"

"Sir, there are several other ferry crossings around here. Do you want to go there and take a look?"

After waiting for a long time, Taoist Jin Ao couldn't hold back any longer.

Although the immortal can calculate the secrets of heaven, he is always worried that he might miss them.

And this time.

A group of people walked across the riverbank in front of them and headed for the ferry not far away.

Among the crowd, there was a young man carrying a bag.

At the beginning, Taoist Jin'ao didn't take it seriously. After all, the young man looked ordinary. Although he was tall and strong, his skin was dark and rough. He didn't look like the immortal with beautiful body or the demon god with strange appearance he had imagined.

However, at this moment, the man in white who had been standing there suddenly turned his head and looked over.

When his eyes were fixed on the young man, the other party immediately looked over as if by reflex, and quickly stopped and separated from the group of people walking.

In just a moment, both sides noticed the unusualness of the other.

The two stood motionless.

The atmosphere between the two men did not become tense, but Taoist Jin Ao suddenly became nervous.

It was obvious at first glance that these two were definitely not ordinary people. If they were to fight here, wouldn’t he be turned into ashes in an instant?

"I heard that you are an immortal immortal."

As soon as the boy opened his mouth, he gave people a strange feeling. He didn't sound mature, but rather cold and indifferent, without much emotion.

When the man in white asked this question, the other party answered it as a matter of course.

"I have lived for more than two thousand years, so I can be considered immortal!"

"As for not dying, I've died many times."

The man in white nodded and told the other party.

"I don't know how long I have lived, but I can barely be considered immortal. I should have never died, so I am luckier than you in this respect."

The young man looked at the man in white, whom he had never seen before.

"Who are you?" The man in white changed to another language. Although that language was roughly the same as the current language, there were great differences in pronunciation and grammar. At least ordinary people could not hear clearly what he was saying.

"My name is Jiang Chao."

"The Luna Weather Station Administrator."

Jiang Chao originally wanted to use this method to determine the other party's background.

But after listening to it, the young man looked confused, as if he had no idea what Jiang Chao was talking about.

Jiang Chao looked at the young man. He noticed that although the other party was confused, he was not confused about what he was saying, but he didn't know what he meant by what he said.

"Jiang Chao?"

"What is the Moon God, and what is the Qi-phase Void?"

Jiang Chao's expectations, which had been very high, gradually came down.

"It seems that you don't know."

But then Jiang Chao changed the subject and asked about the other party's origins.

"Who are you then?"

"Where did you come from?"

The young man looked at the man in white in front of him carefully. He felt that the other party might know a lot of things and might even be able to solve the doubts in his heart.

Even, it ended his wandering that had lasted for more than two thousand years.

The boy asked the man, "I have many names and come from many places. I don't know which one you are asking about."

The man in white pointed out directly: "The first one two thousand years ago."

After being asked this question by Jiang Chao, the young man completely understood that the other party must know a lot of things, at least he knew very clearly that he came from more than two thousand years ago.

When asked this question by the other party, his consciousness instantly returned to more than two thousand years ago.

The young man asked the other, "Why do you want to know these things?"

The man in white replied: "If I find out your origins, I may be able to know the secrets of this land. Don't you want to know the secrets of yourself?"

The young man lowered his head, then raised it again after a while, looked at the man in white and said.

"My name was Feng Yi at that time."

"It was more than 2,230 years ago."
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That's not ancient.

If we have to say it, it should be said that it was a barbaric era, because at that time human beings had just been born or had not yet been fully born.

Feng Yi was born with the human race, but unlike ordinary humans, he was born with a completely different form of life, and his mind was instilled with a large amount of memories about the "future".

In total darkness.

As soon as Feng Yi's consciousness was born, he heard a voice coming from the dark.

"Grassroots reality network login permission account registration: F0001!"

"Begin writing the mission code program."

"Starting to transfer history files..."

Feng Yi couldn't see anything, he could only hear sounds.

Sometimes, I would fall into complete darkness, but every time my consciousness came back, a lot of information would appear in my mind.

Someone told him that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors would start human civilization, and a man named Qi would establish the first dynasty in history, followed by Shang and Zhou, and then the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Finally, accompanied by a sentence.

"File transfer interrupted, network connection lost!"

After that, Feng Yi opened his eyes.

After Feng Yi woke up, he found himself in a large tribe at the foot of Mount Kunlun.

All around him were people who were "exactly the same" as him, at least in terms of appearance, there didn't seem to be much difference.

On the edge of the Yellow River.

Feng Yi talked about his past and the man in white listened quietly.

"Someone told me about the future."

"And I have observed what will happen in the future and know that the human race has a destiny, a great trend that is unstoppable, and will become the protagonist of this world."

"At first, as he said, the Three Emperors appeared in the world."

"I saw the Three Emperors and felt very relieved. I talked with them and found that they were just as I thought and what they did was just as the voice said."

"Drilling wood to make fire, knotting ropes to record events, weaving nets to catch fish, firing pottery, men and women getting married, everything is just as I expected."

Feng Yi looked at the man in white and couldn't help but speak.

"Do you know that feeling?"

“This scene is truly indescribable.”

"It won't be long before the human race can escape from this barbaric land and establish a truly prosperous dynasty of humanity on the land of Kyushu."

"Just follow destiny step by step."

But when he said this, Feng Yi let out a long sigh.

"However, since then, everything has gone against our wishes."

Speaking of this, Feng Yi felt extremely painful, as if he had a tight hoop on his head that was making it unbearable.

"No, no, no."

“They don’t match at all.”

The man in white listened for a long time, and seeing Feng Yi stopped talking here, he asked a question.

"When and where did the mismatch begin?"

At the very beginning, 2,200 years ago,
"The five emperors of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors began to mismatch. Not only were the names of the ancient emperors wrong, but even the number of them was wrong. More than a dozen emperors appeared in a row."

"Moreover, the Five Emperors emerged side by side and were passed down from generation to generation."

"Fate has changed, and I am at a loss as to what to do."

The man in white looked at Feng Yi and seemed to realize something.

"So, what did you do?"

"Or rather, you did something from the beginning."

Feng nodded without hiding anything.

"The destiny has changed, and I should make it go on the right track. If it continues to change like this, who knows what the human world will become."

"Since I have been born into this world with this destiny, I naturally have to do something."

"If not, what's the point of me, Feng Yi, living in this world?"

Feng Yi said to the man in white.

"When destiny changes, I know that this destiny and the human order must be corrected by someone, once it goes astray."

The man in white asked again: "So, did you correct it successfully?"

Feng Yi said this with even more pain: "No, it's all messed up. It was messed up at the beginning, and I can't make up for it later. I can only do my best to keep the trend of humanitarian order unchanged!"

Man in white: "What is the general trend?"

Feng Yi said: "For example, the Zhou emperor enfeoffed the kings, for example, when someone unified the world and established a system of unified writing and unified wheel gauge, for example..."

The man in white: "So all of these things are related to you. You keep shuttling back and forth in this world, just like a mortal rushing into the rolling river, trying to stop the Yellow River from changing its course."

Having said that, the man in white changed the subject.

“But in the end, you can’t stop it.”

Having said this, the man in white fell silent.

At this point, he no longer knew what to do. The "mandate of heaven" that was supposed to unify the world by the Northern Dynasty had now been replaced by the Wu Dynasty.

The world that was supposed to be a humane place has now become a place where humans, gods, demons and ghosts are everywhere, making it impossible for him to see the true face of this world anymore.

The man in white listened to Feng Yi's story, his long experience from two thousand two hundred years ago to the present.

Even if it was just an overview, by the time he finished, the sun was setting.

This is a story without a beginning, at least even Feng Yi doesn't know how it all began.

But after listening to this, the man in white said something thoughtfully.

"I roughly know what you are used for."

This sentence is strange.

It's not about who Feng Yi is, nor what his mission is, but what he is used for.

After hearing this, Feng Yi immediately locked his eyes on the man in white and couldn't help asking.

"Do you know why destiny and the human order have become like this?"

The man in white did not answer directly, but stood up and walked towards the next stop.

"It's just a guess though, and it could be wrong."

"I'll tell you after I confirm it."

The man in white stood up, and a blue bird landed in the distance to greet him.

"Mrs. Qin said that you should go back and take a look when you have time."

"Maybe you should listen to him."

What this means is that Feng Yi should not continue to waste his time on the so-called revision of history.

Feng Yi looked at the other party and couldn't help asking.

"who are you?"

"You and those dragons, monsters, and ghosts that appeared out of nowhere and disrupted destiny should be together!"

The man in white blended into the sunset and flew into the clouds on a blue bird.

"People here call me Yun Zhongjun."

(End of this chapter)