a man who appears once a year

Ruan Qiuping will recall this scene for a long time afterwards.

Time cannot dilute this memory, but will stroke and engrave this picture to make it last forever.

Many, many years later, Ruan Qiuping can still clearly remember the weather at that time, the shape of the clouds in the sky, the words of the passers-by beside him, and the lonely silver crane with its head corroded on the wedding dress on the ground.

He remembered the piece of white bone that disappeared quickly, the knuckle he rushed to hold, and Yu Huan's whole body disappeared before him, leaving only a piece of phalanx that he held tightly in the palm of his hand.

He also remembers hugging the empty wedding dress, looking around in a daze, trying to make sure that all this is just a mirage, and in a trance, he touched the trees beside him, grabbed the grass on the ground, and looked for the exit of the mirage , he remembered that he had changed from dazed to agitated, from agitated to angry.

He remembers grabbing a passerby as if he lost his mind, first asking him what happened just now, and then yelling incoherently where is the exit of the illusion mirror.

The little fairy was so frightened that he cried like a ghost, and a brave fairy knocked Ruan Qiuping to the ground with a palm.

The man didn't use any powerful spells, but Ruan Qiuping passed out.

Ruan Qiuping woke up again in the medical hall.

The first thing Yaoxian said to him was to mourn and resign.

Ruan Qiuping looked up at him and asked, "...why?"

Yaoxian was silent for a while, and said: "Do you still remember that Yu Huan was seriously injured. It was because he was too eager for success, so he invited the No.20 second-level god-level Tianlei on his own. Unfortunately, he didn't succeed. Instead, he was seriously injured... I said he was fine at the time, but I was lying to you. He was seriously injured, and he was barely supported by medicine and divine power. Now he couldn't support him, and died... You can also check the classics yourself , from ancient times to the present, there are not a few people who died in order to rise to the god level and experience thunder."

Ruan Qiu looked at him calmly, clutching the quilt tightly, and asked, "Then why, he couldn't even preserve the bones?"

Yaoxian said: "He is a god of auspiciousness, formed by qi. His body has long since collapsed, and he was just barely holding on. During the period of barely holding on, he was all consuming the qi in his body ahead of time... Now he can't hold on anymore. , the auspicious luck on the bones is gone, so it is difficult to maintain the body."

"Then why, his blood can rot clothes?"

Yaoxian: "...I don't know about that."

Ruan Qiuping asked again: "Then can you diagnose me?"

"Diagnose what?"

Ruan Qiuping suddenly took out a knife with his left hand, and gouged out his right arm.

The blood was pouring out, and soon drenched the snow-white bed.

Yaoxian hurriedly stopped the bleeding for him: "What are you doing?!"

Ruan Qiuping said: "I just want you to diagnose me. I am a god of mildew, why the blood has no power to corrode. I am a god of mildew. Why is it that the token of going down to earth is written as the god of luck?" Examine me, the god of mildew...why can he maintain the bones that dissipated after the death of the god of good fortune?"

Ruan Qiuping spread out his palms, revealing the white phalanx. He looked up at Yaoxian's eyes, his dark pupils trembling uncontrollably, and he asked word by word: "...then examine me again, what's in the body? Does the Neidan belong to the god of mildew, or the god of auspiciousness?"

Yaoxian White Beard trembled.

Under the threat of Ruan Qiuping's internal alchemy, Yaoxian finally told Ruan Qiuping the truth about everything.

"...Actually, you were seriously injured by those 49 thunderbolts at that time, and your inner alchemy was almost shattered. If you left it alone, you might not survive for two moments. It is also possible to repair your inner alchemy, but if he repairs your inner alchemy, you will still be a bad luck god, and you will still suffer from bereavement... He also knows that you have made up your mind to kill yourself in advance, so He directly exchanged pills with you, and even tampered with the classic "God of Luck", trying to help you eliminate all hidden dangers.

"After changing the inner alchemy, his body was dilapidated. Fortunately, he was a god, and there was still auspicious luck in his flesh and blood, which allowed him to survive for a while. But it didn't take long for him to put his own flesh and blood back on. The auspiciousness in the book is transported to the Tibetan dribble, to keep you going smoothly, after using up the auspicious luck of flesh and blood, he is determined to die.

"It's just that I don't know why, the day the news of your Conferred God spread, he came to me again, saying that he wanted to live... We tried many methods but nothing worked. We even thought about continuing to change pills... But inside Dan is not so easy to change, you and he can exchange Dan, because one of you is a lucky god, and the other is a bad luck god, and they are also formed by the condensation of Qi. In the whole world, no one can be with you except the two of you. Changed the pill, Yu Huan even thought about changing the demon pill during that time... But the demon pill didn't work. We tried all the methods, but all the methods were useless. Three days ago, after Yu Huan's idea of ​​switching to a mortal failed, , he also completely gave up.

"Now you have become the god of luck, which is also the result of Yu Huan's hard work... His inner alchemy is powerful, he entered your body, quickly wiped out the bad luck in your flesh, and is changing the luck in your fairy bones , It’s just that the god of luck is formed by the condensation of Qi, the first bone, the regenerated pill, and finally the flesh. The luck on the bone is weak and long-lasting, and it is the root system. The so-called root system is endless, so the auspicious luck on your pill Intertwined with the bad luck in the bone to check and balance, it becomes the god of luck."

After Yaoxian finished speaking, he was silent for a while, then turned his head and rummaged through the bookcase, and took out a letter.

"Yu Huan knew that he couldn't hide it from you forever, but he thought he could at least keep it from you after becoming a god...so he left a letter for you here."

Ruan Qiuping remembered this paper.

Yesterday by the campfire, Yu Huan wrote something on it.

Yu Huan lied to him that it was a plan to go down to earth, but it turned out to be a suicide note.

When Ruan Qiuping held the suicide note, he suddenly felt a sharp pain.

He slowly opened the letter.

Different from the hasty and scribbled handwriting of the previous one, this suicide note was written in a gentle and serious handwriting. Looking at these words, Ruan Qiuping seemed to be able to see Yu Huan sitting beside the fire and smiling.

"To Nguyen Nguyen:

I never thought I would write you a second suicide note.

I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't know what to write.

You should have gone through the calamity by now, and you have succeeded in conferring the gods. I don't know how many golden lights you have received.

Although it is said that the more golden light there is, the higher the cultivation level is, but I hope you will suffer less.

I broke my promise and failed to go down to earth to accompany you.I also lied to you, failed to live, and stayed with you for a long time.

I am sorry.

You once said that you want me to be happy and happy forever in this life.

you did it.

I am sitting by the fire, writing you this letter, while you are fishing on the shore.Looking at your back, I already feel a very strong happiness.

It's all because of you.

The life of a fairy is so long, boring and boring, but because of you, I feel that this life is so meaningful.

thank you.

Ruan Ruan, I remember, when I was leaving, I lay on the hospital bed and looked into your eyes, but dared not say I love you.Because I am afraid that confession will force you to say that I am too.

I was thinking just now, if I will be separated from you tomorrow, will I still have the courage to say I love you.

I think I can.

Ruan Ruan, you must not know that I liked you a long, long time ago.

I have watched you in the dark for a long time, so I know how warm and kind you are, how strong and optimistic you are.I've seen you get hurt, I've seen you cry, and I've seen you wipe your tears away with a smile and heal quickly from all your wounds.So Ruan Ruan, don't be sad for too long this time, recover quickly, okay?

In fact, after careful calculation, the two of us have only been together for less than a year.

You may be able to forget me in a hundred years or a thousand years.

People in the world always have to distinguish, and so do immortals.

I hope that when you think of me occasionally in the future, you will feel a kind of short-term happiness and joy.

Because Ruan Ruan plays such a role in my life. "

When Ruan Qiuping opened the letter, there was actually a kind of terrified resentment in his heart, he wanted to tear up the suicide note, cut open the inner alchemy on his body, and leave with Yu Huan.

But after reading this letter, he felt that Yu Huan was hugging him gently.

tell him.

I'm happy, it's okay, thank you.

An unspeakable emotion surged up and spread from the heart. Ruan Qiuping squatted down weakly, stuck the letter to his heart, and cried bitterly.

Yu Huan lost his complete body, so he could only make a tomb of clothes.

When Yu's mother said this, her face was pale: "...you do it. Yu Huan told me a few days ago that there should be no bones left after his death, and that you know where to bury him."

Yu's mother paused for a moment, then said: "I heard from his uncle that you still have a finger bone in your hand, can you...buy it with the clothes, it can be regarded as a decent grave."

Ruan Qiuping tightly held the phalanx in his palm, carried it behind his back, shook his head, and said, "No."

Ruan Qiuping still placed Yu Huan's clothes tomb under the apple tree. When he chose the coffin this time, he chose a double coffin and put Yu Huan's clothes on it.

Yu Huan's wedding ring was corroded by blood, and Ruan Qiuping used magic to restore the wedding ring, and put it on his neck again.

Along with the wedding ring hanging around the neck, there is also Yu Huan's phalanx.The bone barely passed through the center of the ring, as if Yu Huan's ring finger was wearing the ring, and was tightly attached to Ruan Qiuping's heart.

When Yu Huan died as a mortal, no monument was erected.

But now that he is an auspicious god, he wants to erect a monument anyway.

The stele was erected by Ruan Qiuping. It is a white jade stele with five large characters engraved in the center.

"The tomb of Husband Yuhuan."

Since then, every day, every day, every year.

This piece of white jade stele is as new as before.

Spring and winter come.

The apple tree bears fruit.

This fruit tree is tall and strong, but the fruit it bears is sour and astringent.

Sitting on the fruit tree was an immortal, dressed in red, who gnawed away the sour fruit in his hand.

There was a commotion.

The little fairy boy from the new neighbor's house wanted to climb a tree to steal apples to eat, but the fairy smashed his head mercilessly with a fruit core.

Another fairy boy, who was slightly older, hurriedly pulled the child away.

"Go, we can't come here!"

"Why, brother, I want to eat an apple."

"The apple tree is the God of Luck, and the God of Luck is a bad-tempered and bad fairy. He should be enshrined as a god, but he has been dragging his feet. He stays in the back mountain all day long, guarding the monument and the apple tree. , I don’t want anyone to touch it at all... My classmate touched that tree that day, and he made me cry, it was scary.”

...Did you hear that, Yu Huan?

The rumored God of Luck lay flat on a tree branch and closed his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to hold the phalanx on his heart, and curled the corners of his lips provocatively.

I am neither warm and kind nor strong and optimistic.

Are you disappointed?

Come out and scold me.