my demon

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming in a blink of an eye. Looking down from the city tower, the lights are like rivers, and the two sides of the imperial street are bright and bright, gathering like fireflies and scattered like stars, which is too beautiful to behold.

Xiao Yan, the Empress Dowager, and Prince Duan all stood on the city tower, leading civil and military officials to watch the lanterns and enjoy the moon, enjoying themselves with the people.

Empress Dowager Sun has been accompanied by Sun Xuexiao for the past few days, she sleeps more comfortably and peacefully, and her appetite has also increased, and she can start to eat, which makes her feel better. Today, watching the lantern, although Sun Xuexiao is inconvenient to accompany her because of her filial piety, But she was very energetic, and she talked a little more when watching the lanterns: "Look at the passers-by on the road, what kind of lanterns are they holding in their hands?"

Everyone was amazed when they saw it, they saw the people passing by on the Royal Street, especially the children, holding a long and thin branch in their hands, on which there was a round lamp emitting a soft light, it looked like a He folded the moon in the sky into his hands, and held a bunch of starlight lights, which was even more strange.

Wu Zhishu hurriedly sent his servant down to inquire, and after a while he also came over with two bundles of lights, one for moonlight and the other for starlight. The beloved child prayed for blessings, scattered the lamps to drive away evil spirits, and tied up a whole tree with lamps, and looked at the tree full of stars and moons, it was really beautiful, and he left when he saw anyone, just praying for his children."

Empress Dowager Sun was overjoyed when she saw it, took the lamp, and was even more surprised: "This lamp is so unique, so light, and the design is also ingenious. How can this light be so soft? It seems that there is no candle in it."

Wu Zhishu laughed and said: "But I heard that it is a secret method. Many lamp makers took it and disassembled it to imitate it, but it was extinguished immediately after dismantling it. There was no ignition candle inside, and there was no smoke. It is true. No trace found."

Empress Dowager Sun said happily: "I think it's also the family members of the same class. Aijia heard that many of the noble families in the south have unique secret methods."

When Xiao Yan looked at the lamp, his heart moved, he touched the soul box, and the lich smiled in his ear: "How about it, according to the ancient books on your side, there is a habit of scattering lamps during the Mid-Autumn Festival to drive away evil spirits and seek peace, this is all for you Scattered lights."

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth could not help but curl up, and he felt warm in his heart: "Thank you—but will it be bad if these things are scattered, it looks amazing."

The Lich said: "No, it's just moonlight balloons and starlight balloons. The light will be gone tomorrow. The material is a very common magic bug in our side, called swamp firefly. The people in our side like to catch and use their The lamp pouches are made into balloons for various celebrations.”

Xiao Yan: ...

Suddenly full of sympathy for those fireflies: "Are those fireflies big?"

The Lich said: "It's very big. The lamp sac on the abdomen is as big as the lantern on your side. It will prick passers-by and inject venom. After being poisoned, it will cause hallucinations, hallucinations, illness and fever. Therefore, many magic apprentices and hunters will unionize The first mission I took was to catch a large number of fireflies. The number of missions usually starts at a hundred. Lamp sacs are very cheap and practical magic materials. Many runes use this, mainly because the effect is beautiful, so I There are quite a few in the ring, too."

"Another luminescent material is magic fish, and the swim bladder can also emit light. It is also a large and affordable magic material."

Xiao Yan was slightly fascinated, and turned his head to look at Miyagi behind him. Although it was also full of colorful lights, those lights couldn't shoot very far in the dark night, and they were swallowed up by the thick and dark night. , this is where he lived, a forbidden palace that surrounded him and imprisoned him in the name of the lord of the world.

The palace of the Son of Heaven is forbidden to be too small, but when he knows that the outside world is bigger, now Mr. who told him how big the outside world is, is going to see the world.

Someone from below approached to report: "An Guogong's mansion is presenting blessings and longevity fireworks! I wish the empress dowager and the emperor a happy life without bounds!"

Xiao Yan raised his head to look, only to see that the fireworks suddenly went up by the Yu River in the distance, cluster after cluster, like fiery trees and silver flowers.

Empress Dowager Sun said with a smile: "Mr. An is loyal."

After everyone laughed and chatted for a while, they finally dispersed and got down from the city wall, before returning to the front of the hall, Xiao Yan couldn't wait: "Let's go to Yujie to watch the lanterns."

Lich said: "No need, let's go to the villa and take a paraglider."

Xiao Yan was stunned, but with anticipation, as he said, he came out of Zhuangzi from the teleportation array, and Zhuangzi was also brightly lit, decorated with lanterns and festoons, but Xiao Yan did not summon He Changan and others, but arrived at the silent backyard alone. on the hill.

The night is dense, but the moonlight is exceptionally bright. You can see maple and pagoda trees all around, shrouded in silver light, with dew glistening on the leaves. There is silence, and the autumn night wind blows through the bushes in the valley.

Xiao Yan was suddenly very satisfied. No matter how beautiful the mid-autumn night was, he obviously hoped to spend it with the Lich, rather than watching the identical lanterns on a street full of people. Obviously, the Lich was gentle and considerate of him. Feeling.

Standing on a high mountain peak, he felt the mountain wind blowing. He remembered that when he was about to jump down for the first time, he didn't dare to jump. Suddenly, a lich appeared behind him, hugging him and jumping down. Sure enough, a gust of cool wind blew However, the Lich appeared behind him again, hugged him and smiled, "Let's dance."

The wind was blowing, and the paraglider was unfolding in the night. Lich and Xiao Yan sat in the cradle surrounded by bone chains, watching the full moon shining brightly in the dark blue night sky. The moonlight was like water, clear and tender, flooding all the mountains, On the plain, the bright sky and night soaked the grass, leaves, and them.

One after another moonlight lamps rose in the sky, and the Lich took out a cylinder and handed it to him: "This is a magic fireworks cylinder, come, press here to launch countless magic fireworks."

Xiao Yan released it as he said, and sure enough, clusters of fireworks rushed into the sky, and the stream of flames quickly exploded in the air. He stood on the city wall and watched the fireworks countless times, but he never thought that he could be in the air, watching the fireworks blooming above his head. , and then countless streams of fire fell from his head, like meteors, like fireflies, this is magic.

This is the world of witches.

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand, as if his whole body was bathed in the meteor shower, the Lich turned to look at him, under the bright moonlight, the young Human King looked melancholy, his dark eyes and long black hair aggravated the melancholy and pallor, As fragile as the moonlight that can pass away at any time.

The fate of this world is so mysterious, if he does not intervene, the emperor may die of a cold, may encounter a dangerous assassination, may fall off a horse, may just eat a bite of glutinous rice balls and choke to death, this is the so-called Life.

In the countless nights before, he also faced the approach of death in this way. He spent every day as if it was the last day of his life. He still remembers the fear of death.

He hates his frail body, but his spiritual sea continues to expand. He has seen scenery that others can't see, and seen the laws of the world that others have never touched.

He stretched out his bone hand in the void, stretching out his slender fingers, as if trying to grasp the invisible countless lines of fortune. Xiao Yan looked at him in surprise, and the Lich said: "We have a very famous philosopher there, he There is a saying: Everyone is born a king, but most die in exile (Note)."

Xiao Yan was stunned, and chewed it over and over again, only to feel that the philosophical meaning was extremely profound, full of fateful tragedy, the Lich turned to look at him, staring at him deeply: "Should I give up in exile, or be my own master, To be a king is up to you.”

Xiao Yan's eyes gradually lit up: "I remember."

The Lich nodded: "You are the smartest and most benevolent king I have ever seen. I believe that even without me, you will be able to move forward indomitably on the road to your king. You will overcome obstacles and overcome all obstacles with your sword. The people in front of you wiped out thousands of miles and swept away the wilderness, and you are the king of people in this world."

A harp appeared in Lichbone's hand.

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up: "What is this? A musical instrument?"

The Lich said: "Well, the Sea King's harp was given to me by a mermaid prince. It is said that it can bless people."

He gently plucked one of the strings with his bony fingers: "I haven't played it for a long time, try it-this is an epic song, talking about a prince who traveled through the forest, conquered the sea, stepped across the desert, In the end, the dragon was slaughtered and the most beautiful princess was saved."

Bone fingers nimbly plucked the strings of the otherworldly, the sound of the music was long, crisp and bright, beautiful and ethereal, but with a hint of sadness, Xiao Yan pressed the fireworks, they seemed to be drifting in the wind, in the galaxy, in the moonlight , the bright lights of the capital can be seen in the distance, but there are only them here.

Xiao Yan felt that he would never forget this night in his whole life. He leaned against the side of Lich, and Lich kept gently plucking the strings of the harp, as if tireless.He listened to the music of the harp, and imagined that in the magical forest that the lich once told him, centaurs gathered, ogres occupied the caves, there were huge crocodiles in the swamp, there were snakes with wings in the grass, green There are cannibal flowers hidden in the vines, with open petals and sharp sawtooth inside.

And the prince wore armor and held a sword, as he had seen in the lich's picture book, riding a white horse through the forest, tirelessly.

In the boundless yellow sand, there are ancient city ruins with only white bones left, huge desert spiders, golden devil beetles, and deadly wind-winged snakes.The prince still walked fearlessly across the desert, steadfastly heading for his destination.

He took a sailboat, passed through the terrible magic sea, and met mermaids with charming and charming singing voices. They sang songs in the water, bewitching the prince, and asked him to stay. The prince resisted the temptation, and he passed through the mountain like terror The huge waves and the bottomless abyss killed the sea snakes and sea sharks, and reached the giant island of the evil dragon.

He killed the evil black dragon and rescued the princess who was imprisoned on the high tower. The beautiful princess has long golden hair and golden eyes. Her skin is like milk, and her lips are like flower petals. She agreed with her body and married the prince.

The story has a happy ending.

They seemed to have been floating in the moonlight all night, Xiao Yan felt as if he had fallen asleep, but never seemed to, he had been immersed in the beautiful ethereal music in a trance, the moonlight and fireworks were so beautiful, he should be reluctant to fall asleep, He thanked the lich for everything he had given him.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lich really left. Before leaving, he left a self-portrait for Xiao Yan, and explained to Xiao Yan: "Your painters' paintings, based on your painting methods, mostly look like people, so I drew a copy for you, it’s a soul body, it might not be in line with your aesthetics, just look at it yourself.”

Xiao Yan unfolded the painting, in the background of thick black and treacherous smoke, there are snowflakes all over the sky, a lich is volleying in the void, wearing a very gorgeous crown of gemstones on the blond hair, and the hem of the robe dotted with countless crystal gemstones of souls is scattered around. Open, countless white bone chains pierced out, and went in all directions, and the Lich stretched out a single bone hand, with a silver-gray spiritual fire floating in the palm.

And under his feet are countless skeleton soldiers and piles of bones, but there are bright red roses growing on the piles of bones.

Desperate for it, Xiao Yan stretched out his fingers lightly, stroked the crown, and lightly touched the pale skin like moonlight, my... Lich King.

He wanted to hold that cold bony hand, he... wanted to kiss those thin and cold lips.

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"Every man is born a king, but most die in exile" - Oscar Wilde