Birdseye

In the Nine Nether Realm, all beings were howling and crying endlessly, the dark wind blew past their heads, and the demonic energy scattered in all directions. The water of the Feng River flowed from the outside of Gengshi City to the back of Mount Xuyi, and there were thousands of floating corpses on the river surface. The water waves rise and fall.

Feng Yuan and Si Quan came to the outside of Jiuyou, Feng Yuan raised his hand to open an entrance, and the two walked in together.

As in the past, the Nine Nether Tablet Spirit asked these two gods: "Do you have any regrets?"

Feng Yuan thought he didn't have one.

But for some reason, as Bei Ling's voice fell, suddenly appeared in his eyes that day, he waved his hand and cut off the thin red line between him and Xingru on the bridge of full moon, and the shallow fate turned into sparks from then on. , dissipated between heaven and earth.

Stele Ling rolled his eyes, fixed on Feng Yuan, and said to him with a bit of schadenfreude in his tone: "Your Majesty, your heart has been moved, and you have regrets."

The demon energy in the Nine Serenity Realm was bred by remorse, and now this high god can actually show some remorse, and the stele spirit is really pleasantly surprised.

The last time he came back here, he had no desires, no desires, and a clean body, so after this question, he didn't see anything in the Nine Nether Realm, but he heard the little monster not far away crying non-stop, It was not until a long time later that the crying stopped.

Thinking of it this way, he always seemed to see him crying.

But now, after the words of Bei Ling fell behind, Feng Yuan raised his eyes and saw a young man in a black robe standing opposite him, who looked just like the ray of spirit he had seen in the heartless sea.

He looked at himself there, with blame in his eyes, but also a trace of pity.

Feng Yuan didn't understand why he was blaming himself, let alone where he needed his mercy.

He froze in place, as if thousands of frozen rivers melted at this moment, and thousands of years of clouds turned into frost and snow all over the sky, rushing towards him together, he was submerged in the eternal tide, the heart monster in his chest After tearing it apart, he was crushed into a puddle of blood in a short time. Since then, he has sunk in the icy cold water and will be sealed here forever.

Time and space overlap in the Nine Nether Realm, what he saw at this time, when and who left it.

After a long time, the scene in front of him slowly dissipated, and his eyes became clear again.

"Your Majesty, you once owed a karma during the calamity," Bei Ling said slowly, "You have demons that arose because of your remorse, and were born because of the karma you owed, but you have not yet remembered Thinking of him, if you are destined to find that person, I think he will end this karma for you."

Feng Yuan opened his lips, and Xingru's appearance suddenly flashed before his eyes.

There was a voice in his ear, ringing from far, far away.

But he still couldn't hear clearly.

……

Fengyuan Shangshen fell into a coma after returning from the Nine Nether Realm, and the remaining three Shangshen came together, seeing that he was trapped by a cause and effect, they all shook their heads, they called Xi Gu over, thinking that Feng Yuan owed him He owed him a debt, maybe this cause and effect has something to do with him, Xi Gu said, he has to think again.

Xingru visited him once. In Wangyou Palace, the huge green peacock on the mica screen retracted its gorgeous tail feathers today, lying quietly in the corner. It was almost done, Feng Yuan lay there quietly, it seemed that he was just asleep, and the bird on the top of the tent stayed quietly in the painting, unexpectedly a little sluggish.

He stood by the bed and looked down at him for a long time, then raised his hand to touch his face.

Feng Yuan never opened his eyes suddenly like that day in Wangyou Palace, and asked him what he was doing in a cold voice.

He just lay here quietly, no matter what he did, he would never look at him again.

In this way, it is actually not bad.

His mouth can no longer say those hurtful words.

Xingru touched his lips and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what she could say to him at this time.

He thought that when he came back from the Nine Nether Realm this time, he would be able to turn back into his highness.

How long will he have to wait for him?

How long will we have to wait?

Xingru left Wangyou Palace, went to the Lingxi Palace of the High God Siquan, and asked the High God what happened in the Nine Nether Realm.

Si Quan didn't hide anything from Xingru, he said in all sincerity: "The Nine Nether Stele Spirit said that Feng Yuan owed a share of karma when he went down to earth, and he was born under the questioning of the Nine Nether Stele Spirit. If you repent, you will be infiltrated by demonic energy, giving birth to false demons."

After Si Quan finished speaking, he took out a box from behind him, brought it to Xingru, and said to him: "Your mind and soul are not stable now, this saha fruit will make you feel better when you fall into dream barrier next time. "

Xingru quietly listened to Si Quan's words, he stood where he was, and did not reach out to take the Saha fruit that he handed over, but tilted his head, looked at the Siquan God in front of him, and asked him doubtfully: "Why did the God treat you?" I'm so good?"

Green vines climbed up the high palace wall, thousands of hectares of splendor poured down like a river, and there was a clear song coming from the end of the sky, which was not really heard, only a few sentences were vaguely heard.

Le Mo Le is a new acquaintance, Mo Sadness is parting.

In a trance, Xingru could see a sad look in the eyes of the God in front of him.

Si Quan sighed softly, turned around, and turned his back to Xingru, the warm wind came with the fragrance of the Udumbara flower, and he slowly said, "Do you still remember that you were in the human world?" When I was in northern Xinjiang, I passed by Nanhua General Temple and buried the bodies of a child and an old horse?"

Xingru was startled, just looked at him and didn't respond.

Si Quan continued: "When I went through calamities, I was reborn in the home of Nan Pingzhang, the general of Huaihua in the Yue Kingdom. My father named me Nan Hua. I practiced martial arts since I was a child. I have made great achievements, but I was feared by the lord of the country, and some traitors framed me for rebellion. The lord of the country believed in this, and later I cut my heart to show my loyalty..."

Xingru listened quietly to Si Quan's story, which was not far from what he had heard in the world. He provoked and destroyed his whole family, even his six-year-old child never escaped this disaster.

The mount that had followed him for many years gave birth to some psychics, but was trapped in the General Temple and could not leave for half a step. It guarded there, only waiting for many years later, someone could properly bury his little master who was thrown into the wilderness.

There was no sound in Lingxi Palace, behind the green gauze curtain, white smoke rose from the copper incense burner, after a long time, Xingru sighed.

Afterwards, he asked strangely: "God...why do you remember this?"

The breeze came slowly, and the silver bell under the curtain blew, and the jingle sounded like a child's voice. Si Quan turned around, smiled at Xing Ru, and said, "If you want to remember, you can remember it."

Xingru was stunned for a moment, stared blankly at Si Quan in front of him, and asked him again: "Can I remember it after returning from the calamity?"

Si Quan nodded, gently patted Xingru's head, and said affirmatively, "Of course."

That sound was like a thunder that had been buried in the soil for many years. On a certain day in a certain year, Yu Xingru exploded with a bang, which caught him off guard and broke his mind.

Where he couldn't see, the lingering demonic energy was circling and moving, entering his seven orifices one by one, so what Si Quan said just now was repeated in his ears.

It turns out that after going through a catastrophe, can God remember everything?

Xingru seemed to have turned into a stone tablet that would never speak again in an instant, silent forever in the wind and rain.

"But Songzhou and the others said..." Xingru opened his lips, but somehow he couldn't come out.

Si Quan knew what he was going to say, as usual, he looked at him with tolerance and concern, smiled and said to him: "They haven't experienced calamity, how would they know?"

After a long time, Xingru replied: "That's right."

He bent down to Si Quan and cupped his hands: "Xiaoxian will take his leave first."

Seeing the demonic energy leaving with Xingru, Si Quan was still smiling, but he remembered something, and stopped him: "Xingru, you forgot to bring Sahaguo."

Xingru smiled and shook her head: "No need, thank God."

His figure finally completely disappeared from Si Quan's sight. Si Quan put away the smile on his face, and wisps of devilish energy leaked from his fingertips. His eyes were a little red and disappeared suddenly. .

After the immortals experienced calamity, because they did not forget the mortal matter, many immortals became demons and disturbed the reincarnation of the human world. In order to prohibit this, Hou Tianjun discussed with the gods and set up Wangchen on the first heaven after the immortals returned. Ray, no one can hide.

However, Si Quan left a puppet in the thunder formation before he went down to earth, and when he returned from the calamity, he suffered the thunder of forgetting the dust for him, but because he did not forget the love and hate of the world, and could not disturb the reincarnation, he was tortured by hatred day and night.

Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan, one day in the future, will you have any regrets for the decree you made back then, for the thunderstorm you set up for you?Will you feel heartbroken and in pain like I did that day?

Si Quan chuckled, and his laughter became louder and louder. Soon after, tears of blood dripped from the corners of his eyes, he staggered two steps back, and fell to his knees on the ground.

In the Nine Nether Realm, the stele spirit asked him if he had any regrets?

He naturally has regrets. He regrets that he gave his whole heart for such a monarch, regrets letting that foolish emperor and concubine enjoy half his life, regrets that tens of thousands of soldiers died because of him... The thing he regrets the most in his life is After the calamity, he failed to save him.

The child was only that old, and he never saw it again.

The wind gradually stopped, and everything in the world went round and round, with no return.

Xingru left from Lingxi Palace in a daze, instead of going to Ziwei Palace, he returned to his former Thousand Peach Garden.

He stood under the tree, looked up at the sky above his head through the lush branches and leaves.

He didn't believe Si Quan's words, but in the dark, it seemed that someone wanted to nail these words into his mind.

The words Siquan Shangshen said to him in Lingxi Palace kept echoing in his ears, the voice seemed to come from the void, piercing his mind over and over again, until he had no choice but to believe what Siquan said , the sound stopped slightly.

It was His Highness who chose to forget him.

His Highness didn't want him again.

Why is this so?He used to think that there was no way for him to forget him, but today Si Quan told him that he could actually choose to remember him.

He doesn't want you anymore, that's why he despises you for being so ugly when he sees you, and that's why he always makes you sad.

But how could His Highness be willing to forget him?how could be?

His Highness...

"what----"

His voice was shrill, and then he knelt down under the tree sadly, even more desperate than the howling under the Garan Tower a hundred years ago.

The Qing song at the end of the sky has long since ended. Dozens of white cranes fluttered their wings from the nine heavens and passed over his head with a long day in their mouths. Peach blossoms fell like rain from the branches, covering the long road behind him.

His tears were pouring down like rain, wetting the front of his clothes, and he cried like this for a long time until his voice became hoarse, and Xingru collapsed on the ground, looking at the daylight above his head, he could not stop laughing, It seems to be stupid.

He clutched the skirt of his chest tightly with both hands, his limbs curled up and convulsed, and he rolled on the ground.

After a long, long time, Qiantaoyuan once again restored the peace of the past. He lay on his back on the ground, grabbed some fallen flowers on the ground, and covered his face, as if returning to his own coffin, returning to the place where he was born. .

It seemed that he could turn back the time and go back to the moment when he hadn't seen him yet.

He will never see the prosperity and joy in this world, and he will never be sad.

But after all, he couldn't bear to part with his highness.

I can't bear to bear such a good highness like him.

The devilish energy infiltrated into his body slowly dissipated from his seven orifices, and he was trapped in the falling flowers, and slowly closed his eyes.

He did not believe that His Highness would choose to forget him.

He never believed it.

But now, these are not important anymore.

In fact, he doesn't have His Royal Highness anymore, he has long since lost him.

He doesn't want him to come back either, as long as he can wake up, that's enough.

May he be high above, may he be immortal through the ages, and may he never love or hate again in this life.

Therefore, the rest of His Highness's mortal cause and effect, and the rest of the illusory demons, are left to him to cut off.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the Thousand Peach Orchard, the waves of flowers swelled, and the falling petals were colorful. A fiery crest feather fell from the top of his head together with the remaining red, scattered into a few fireflies.

Xingru smiled, and in the next moment, the flames blazed brightly, his whole body was surrounded by the flames, and the flames licked his body. In the raging flames, his figure gradually distorted, became nothingness, and melted in the flames In the original form, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, riding the wind, and the water-red peach blossoms were dancing in the fire, like a bloody rain.

In the midst of the raging fire, the raksha bird sang and pierced the sky, fine white fluff grew all over his body, the fluff grew rapidly, but in an instant, his wings became full.

The long tail feathers spread out behind him, shining brightly against the fire.

He was finally back to his former self.

When the fire dissipated, Xingru looked at herself in the water, tilted her head and let out a low cry.

No one responded.

He combed the feathers on his body carefully, as if His Highness had done it for himself.

If he could meet him at this time, he would like to ask him if he looked better like this,

But he can't see it now.

He returned to the stone house in the corner of Qiantaoyuan, changed his clothes again, and dressed himself up in front of the mirror, as if he had returned to the time when he didn't know the world.

He went to Ziwei Palace again, but Feng Yuan in Wangyou Palace still hadn't woken up, he seemed to be planning to sleep like this until the end of time, and keep guarding this palace forever.

The fragrance of Duyixiang in the palace has completely dissipated, and the peacock on the mica screen saw him coming, and for some reason spread its tail feathers again.

Xingru didn't pay attention, just walked lightly, walked to Feng Yuan's side slowly, he looked at him quietly for a long time with his head down, raised his hand to gently stroke his cheek, then stretched out his hand to cover his tent He took down the painting on the Internet, and after looking at it for a while, he smiled and said to the sleeping Feng Yuan: "I used to never understand why the feathers I plucked never grew out, and they always just There's a few thin fluffs growing in there, and like you said before, it's ugly."

He paused, and continued: "I suddenly figured it out just now. It was because I didn't want to grow up. I thought I was still a child if my feathers didn't grow. I thought you could come back if I kept doing this." Ru bent down and kissed Feng Yuan's forehead, a red light flashed, he changed into his original form, and lay beside him, his body was covered with fiery red feathers, and the peacock on the screen retracted its tail feathers and flinched. in the corner.

Xingru sighed lightly: "But you don't want to come back, you don't want me anymore."

Feng Yuan was still lying there, no different from his past, if he opened his eyes at this moment, he would still look so indifferent.

"I owe you an eye, maybe it's not enough yet," Xingru lowered his head, put his little head on Feng Yuan's chest, and rubbed him coquettishly, "But you still owe me a little Things, you gave me, and we will settle the matter in the future."

He paused, raised his head again, and pecked Feng Yuan's chin affectionately with his small mouth.

Slowly gathering the long tail feathers behind him, he arched into his cloud-like blue hair, wrapped himself into a big rice dumpling, and then patiently separated his hair from the feathers on his body little by little.

He played like this for a long time, until he got a little tired, his long hair always came out, rubbed Feng Yuan's fingertips with his furry head, and then the whole bird landed on his chest.

Just like when he was a child.

He lowered his head, put it close to his ear, and said softly to him: "That's it, Your Highness, I don't ask for anything, just this..."

Crystal drops of water fell from the eyes, and a shallow sigh resounded in the hall.

The world outside the window is still the same as it used to be, but the Du Heng grass in front of the window is a little withered, and the fragrance is also a bit bitter.

This long life begins like this, and it will end again.

When he opened his eyes, he laughed for half his life, and when he closed his eyes, his dream disappeared for half his life.

From the first feather he plucked for Ji Huaizhou under the Jialan Tower to the last feather he dropped for him in the Thousand Peach Garden, he has been crazy for so many years.

At this point, it should be enough.

He tore open the front of his shirt and kissed his cold lips.

"Let me end this relationship with my own hands today." He said.