Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Waking up from the chaos, the remains of the ancient gods were condensed into a small mass floating in the boundless chaos. He stared at his chubby little hand in a daze. Was this considered as fulfilling his last wish? This time He really has nothing left.

Thinking about having fun while burialing bones, he stretched out his hand to grab a ray of light in the void, and when he had nothing to do, he gathered these fragmented rays of light together again. Honghuang, and he became the No. 1 of Honghuang, and the world called him Dao.

Tiandi was very reluctant to give the great fortune to the funeral bone, knowing that Tiandi was reluctant, the funeral bone readily accepted it, which he deserved.Now that he is the creator of the world, he will never be abandoned by others, nor will he be greedy for the warmth of the moment, and force the warmth that does not belong to him. 72 On the day the temple was cast, the funeral bone built a small wooden house for itself, which was incompatible with the magnificent temple. .

The prehistoric years are very long. Sometimes the burials stay in the wooden house, and sometimes they watch the winter plum blossoms bloom and fall in the palace. Watching the gods change batch after batch, like a child who got a novelty toy, the burial is against the prehistoric The creatures in this world are very generous, their merits and fortunes are as they come and go.

Perhaps it is too lonely to live alone, but it also caused disasters. Countless gods and gods fell in the battle of the gods. Finally, the prehistoric energy was exhausted, and the burial bones could only be mixed with 71 emperors, pretending to be Those No. 70 people took risks to find a way out for them.

Hun'er is guarding the palace 33 days away, closing her eyes and sleeping lightly. Su Lanchen couldn't bear her temper and entered reincarnation at this time, but she didn't know that this different way, the balance of order involved in this life may not end soon.

I don't know what the arrogant brother will do?Is it to sacrifice one's life to become a Taoist, or...

Well, no matter which one, he needs to write the ending. Before that, I'd better listen to my brother's instructions and get a good night's sleep.

"Have you really thought about it?"

Hearing the words, he lowered his head to look at the soft and sticky milk baby in his arms, with his fleshy little hands still holding a lock of his hair, and sent it to his mouth, Bone Bone While reaching out to save his hair, he smiled and said:

"Heaven forbids two ways, this child is destined to be with me, and I protect him to find a way out for you."

"But you will..."

Someone hesitated to speak, buried the bone and lowered his head to kiss the baby's forehead, and continued the unfinished words, he said:

"Heaven's Daocheng, Dao Dao's death, this is his life, and it's also my life. You go, the farther you go, the better, if you really feel guilty, don't let it go, and when I am in trouble, just help me .”

After the funeral bone finished speaking, he walked forward without looking back. Above the vast sea of ​​clouds, the scene seemed familiar, but it was different after all.The gods behind him looked at each other and remained silent for a long time. Even though they had a thousand words to say, they were all powerless in front of the burial bones. The man never argued with them, he just listened to them and passed them lightly.

It's like punching the cotton with a punch, and the powerless frustration is really uncomfortable.

"Nan Ke, that's all, just let him go. If there is trouble in the future, let's help him out, it's better than looking for trouble here."

"Emperor Mo is right, since that's the case, let's all separate."

When Emperor Mo said the words, there was a voice of agreement. After a while, there were only him and Nan Ke left. They were the first to accompany the funeral bone, and they had more thoughts and worries than others. Nan Ke turned his head, Looking at Emperor Mo with a blank face, he asked:

"How to help?"

Emperor Mo asked this question, looked up at the palace above the sea of ​​clouds, and said after deliberation: "Otherwise, we can stay here and have someone to take care of us."

Nan Ke's face was blank, and after thinking about it, this method is okay, but it's just that one must always be prepared for any danger, and added: "Go out here, you and I will each find a secret place, and plan ahead."

Emperor Mo readily agreed, but no one thought that Nan Ke's worries about a rainy day would come in handy in the near future, and even became a trigger, involving all the gods of Kyushu. It was unclear how to decide whether it was right or wrong up.

Funeral Bone is used to living alone. Normally, the palace is deserted and quiet, so quiet that you can hear his footsteps. Now that there is another voice, Funeral Gu feels a little at ease in his heart. From the chaos to the long years, he I always feel empty in my heart, as if something is missing.

Until in the mysterious light of heaven and earth, when he saw the child, his heart skipped a beat. The inexplicable and silent joy made him eager to catch the child. Instant gratification.

"In the future, with you to accompany me, maybe it won't be so cold."

When Funeral Bone walked into the palace with the child in his arms, he said something emotionally. The child in his arms seemed to understand. He blinked his big eyes and grinned happily. Funeral Bone was also amused by him. May he doesn't need to be alone anymore.

"A gentleman should be Rulan, from now on you will be called Su Lanchen."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a blizzard suddenly appeared in Zangu's eyes, as if someone was walking towards him in the blizzard, Zonggu couldn't help but take a step back, Su Lanchen in his arms cried out, startling the blizzard , It also recalled the thoughts of burial.

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry, look, the snow has stopped."

The funeral bone patted Su Lanchen in his arms and coaxed softly, but the last three words blurted out, who did he want to say these three words to?

Day after day, year after year, Nan Ke and Emperor Mo often visited the buried bones. Ever since Su Lanchen came into existence, the buried bones never went back to his wooden house, but now they are getting more and more lazy. out of this palace.

"Your soul is so broken, if you continue like this, you won't be able to survive the next hundred years."

Emperor Mo traveled thousands of miles to invite Mingchen to see a doctor for the buried bone, but the result was still not satisfactory. After Mingchen finished speaking, the buried bone subconsciously looked at the entrance of the main hall behind Mingchen. Emperor Mo was careful, seeing him like this, he said: "Don't look at it, I asked Nan Ke to take that child to the human world, and I won't be able to return for the time being."

Hearing what Emperor Mo said, Zong Gu heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that his time was short, but he couldn't say goodbye to the child.After coughing twice, Zan Gu sat up, his crow hair was actually a little whiter than the snow outside.

"A hundred years, how can it be enough, he is still so young."

"I said, can you stop talking about that child, and think about yourself too. Burying the bones and breaking the soul is not just talk."

When Emperor Mo heard that the funeral bone was still thinking about Su Lanchen, he couldn't hold back his anger and stood up. The funeral bone seemed to be intimidated. He glanced at Emperor Mo and suddenly laughed softly. Pointing at him with a smile, he said:

"Why is your temper more and more similar to Nan Ke's? Could it be that you are really following along?"

It is well known that Emperor Mo and Nanke have an ambiguous relationship among the gods, but only one of them dared to make such a joke. Emperor Mo blushed from choking and his neck was thick. image of.

"You, think about it for yourself!"

After Emperor Mo walked away angrily, Zong Gu was quite surprised, but before he could say anything, his throat started to itch. Unconsciously, Zong Gu lay on the bedside and coughed loudly. Blood flowed from his throat and nose. Choke it out, so embarrassing.

"He's doing it for you, why should you?"

Mingchen dropped a few silver needles on the body of the funeral bone, helped him to lie down again, and then sighed.Funeral Bone was taken aback, his pale complexion turned blood-colored and rosy after all the tossing, he reached out and grabbed Mingchen's hand, and said word by word:

"Let's not talk about him, let's talk about you. I'll find someone for you, and you stay so that I can live longer, at least until Su Lanchen wakes up, what do you think?"

Mingchen rolled his eyes, but he had to admit that he was moved by the conditions for burial. Didn't he come across the domain just to find someone, ah.It's better to have Da Dao's help than to run around like a headless chicken alone, it's much better.

Mingchen sighed, and said: "You know better than me how your body is. I can only say that I will do my best."

Funeral Bone smiled and said, "That's enough."

After finishing speaking, the two were relatively silent, and Ming Chen settled down in the side hall so logically. Su Lanchen, who heard the news, was depressed for a long time, and didn't want to accompany the funeral, so he ran out all day, watching Funeral Bone and Ming Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

One day, Su Lanchen walked to the burial bed, and said to him with red and swollen eyes: "They said you were dying, and it was me who harmed you."

I have no choice but to bury my bones. This child has lost his mind, and his natural ability to express himself is not good. I can't wait to come out and jump.

Really lived a long time, too long!

"What are you talking about? I'm not dead, am I here?"

Funeral Bone took Su Lanchen's hand, it was icy and cold, and he hurriedly wrapped his hands in distress to keep him warm. Su Lanchen is also a child of eleven or twelve years old in the human world, and he is well-raised. High, looks like seventeen or eighteen.

"But, but you haven't taken me out for a long time. They said you were too weak to get up."

"Ahem, where did you hear that? It's just nonsense. What are you doing with him?"

Funeral Bone was amused by Su Lanchen's seriousness, coughed twice, swallowed the blood that welled up his throat, his pale face became a little rosy because of his smile, Su Lanchen was stunned.In Kyushu, there are many people who are beautiful and clean, but for some reason, when Zhuangu smiles, he will blush, and he is very happy in his heart.

"Then when will your illness be cured? All the flowers on the other side of the water will be healed."

Zonggu was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he had promised Su Lanchen to go to the other side of the water to see flowers together, and his memory has become worse and worse recently, seeing Mingchen who came in with medicine outside the hall, this scene seemed familiar.

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Zonggu patted Su Lanchen's back, sat up, took the medicine Ming Chen handed over, brought it to his lips, and said with a smile: "Your medicine is getting more and more bitter."

Ming Chen lowered his eyes and said, "Good medicine tastes bitter."

"I brought snacks from the human world, you wait, I'll get them."

It was the first time for Su Lanchen to hear the cry of pain from the buried bones. He used to drink so much medicine with a smile. Su Lanchen didn't doubt that he was there, so he hurriedly got up and went to the small kitchen to fetch hot snacks. When he left, It was only after Zhuan Gu drank the medicine down, Mingchen looked at him, and turned sideways with unbearable heart.

Funeral said: "I've done everything, who are you showing me like this?"

Obviously not sarcastic, but a little self-deprecating, Ming Chen felt very uncomfortable listening to it, he was waiting for the buried bone to help him find someone, but the buried bone's body was already exhausted, just passing by and heard Su Lanchen's words, he Then he increased the dosage, and after taking this medicine to bury the bones, he would have strength, but...

"Feel sorry."

Funeral Bone smiled, he had a hunch that perhaps in the future, many people would want to say the two words he least wanted to hear.There was silence in the hall, and when Su Lanchen came back with the snacks, he felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

"Try it, it's very sweet."

Zong Gu opened his mouth and took a bite of the dim sum that Su Lanchen handed to his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, it was good, but the taste was not the best. After thinking about it, he lifted the brocade quilt, got out of bed and changed it. Shoes, under Su Lanchen's astonished gaze, led him to the small kitchen, and said as he walked:

"I've been very lazy lately, but I've neglected you. Today, I happen to work hard and make you some delicious food."

It is not possible for Funeral to learn cooking skills, but many things are innate, and he knows them by heart without learning, such as his cooking skills.Su Lanchen had already had enough of the food from the human world, but Zonggu was ill and was too embarrassed to speak. Now that he got his wish, he quickly forgot the unpleasantness in the hall just now.

"I want to eat your cooked noodles, osmanthus cake, and..."

Su Lanchen danced and said beside the funeral bone, the atmosphere between them is really good, Mingchen thought so, with a sneer on his lips, Su Lanchen was young and ignorant, but what about the funeral bone?

"If you spoil him, there is really no one to discipline him."

The faint voice was blown away by the wind, Mingchen turned around and chased after him, although he didn't expect the ending, at least he didn't want to be hungry yet.

"I haven't eaten yet, add a mapo tofu!"

If it is seen by mortals, they will definitely be surprised from ear to ear, and the gods who are so high and not eating the fireworks of the world will be like them. Isn't this a kind of irony.

"Emperor Mo, what did he say?"

Nan Ke, who had washed away all the wind and dust, walked up to Emperor Mo and asked, Emperor Mo glanced at him, shook his head slowly and heavily, Nan Ke lowered his eyes, hid the coldness in them, raised his hand and patted Emperor Mo Shoulder, comforted:

"Don't worry too much, you will always find a way."

Emperor Mo raised his head and closed his eyes, blinking the tears at the corners of his eyes, his voice was a little trembling, and said: "Do you think he can last for a hundred years now?"

Nan Ke was silent, speechless, the situation of the buried bones is not optimistic, this is a fact known to all in the Kyushu, it is not easy for the buried bones to survive until now, no one knows how long he can last, Or what step he will do for Su Lanchen.