You are not joking

There was a saying in the mortal world that the wind and snow buried the year.

The young man in blue stood on the bank of the Qinhuai River, watching the flying snow all over the sky, falling on the tree, wrapping a white coat around the tree; falling on the water, it condensed into ice; The buried earth made a hollow.

It's another year of winter in the mortal world, and heavy snow falls to the world. Where are you?

I have transplanted all the pear blossoms you planted in the extremely miserable situation to Yingze Market, would you like to take a look?

Feng Song turned around and looked at the bustling Jinling City, with the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, hawkers hawking, and red-pink laughter in his ears. No matter whether the dynasty changed or the stars changed, Jinling City has never changed, and it has become just the people who live here.

"My lord, it's cold enough outside, why don't you come in for a cup of hot tea, my lord?" The waiter at the teahouse next to the Guanjing Pavilion couldn't bear the cold wind blowing for a long time, so he came over to invite him in. .

The melancholy in his heart was interrupted, Feng Song was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and went into the tea house with the servant.

The owner of the teahouse saw that the young servant had brought someone in, so he took a closer look, and saw that the young man in blue was beautiful and refreshing, but the young man was obviously penniless, so he immediately scolded: "You prodigal slave, you bring everyone to the teahouse. , do you think this teahouse is a shelter?"

"This young master has been blowing the cold wind of the Qinhuai River outside for a long time, boss, please be at ease." The boy knew that he had overstepped, but he still pleaded with the boss.

"You make me feel at ease, who will take care of my business? You are a messy person, if you don't want to do it, just get out."

Today's Fengsong looks at the disputes in the mortal world, and he has been able to achieve the peace mentioned by Su Yi, but the boy is very kind to him, he is not willing to let him lose his job, and is about to leave when a voice sounds: "He The tea is mine."

A young man in a simple and elegant Tsing Yi came up behind him, threw an ingot of gold into the hands of the restaurant owner, and said to the boy: "A quiet and elegant room."

The boss immediately greeted them with a happy smile, and the servant took the two of them up to the second floor knowingly, and found a warm and secluded private room for them, and was rewarded by the gentleman in Tsing Yi when serving tea.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven." The young man in Tsing Yi bent over and saluted, as respectful as ever.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I am no longer the emperor of heaven." Fengsong said simply: "You have been down to earth for a long time, but did you find Luan Chen?"

This young man in Tsing Yi is none other than Fang Gu who came down to earth to find the son of Fengshen, Luan Chen.

Fang Gu nodded, then shook his head again, and said sadly: "He has been reincarnated for the fifth time, and he has never thought of me."

For a deity who has been relegated to the mortal world, everything in the past has vanished in smoke. Luan Chen should not be able to remember it, but it is a rare thing. Fang Gu knows this, and still wants to guard him for the rest of his life, trying to wake him up.

"Your Majesty...why is Your Highness here? Where is Your Highness Su Yi?" Fang Gu asked again.

"I'm looking for him." Fengsong returned to his former indifference.

"Looking? In the mortal world?" Fang Gu was ordered to be in the mortal world, and he didn't know anything about the world of loose immortals.

Feng Song nodded and asked Fang Gu: "If you find Luan Chen, what will you do?"

When she was still in the heaven, Fang Gu remembered Luan Chen, and thought about seeing Luan Chen again countless times, but when she really found it, she found that the scene that she had imagined in the past did not match the scene.

"If he doesn't hate me, I will never let him go." Fang Gu closed his eyes and opened them again, and said sonorously.

In this way, I don't know whether it is right or wrong.

If you don't hate it, don't let it go?Fengsong drank a cup of hot tea, got up and said suddenly: "In the heavenly realm, you should have heard of Fengshen being a human being. Luan Chen was demoted because of you. Why did you get enlightened and ascend safely in the mortal world? Have you ever thought about it?"

"Luan Chen has no friendship with me. I can see you, and I know that you are that mortal."

"Do you know what the Fengshen Seal is?"

The Fengshen seal hides all traces of a person, and is only known to one person.

"Bodhi Suffering VI, the four directions, are all empty."

Fang Gu's breathing became messy little by little, and after a long time after Fengsong left, he said loudly in the direction where the blue light disappeared: "Thank you, Your Highness Fengsong." Fang Gu will eventually find Luan Chen, and I hope His Highness will also get his wish.

The hustle and bustle of the Qinhuai River and Fang Gu's ardent and grateful eyes left Feng Song far behind, looking at the bright light above his head, it suddenly dawned on him that another thousand years had passed.

"Aw~" A wolf howl came from the deep mountain in the lower realm where Fengsong passed by.Arrogant and unruly, it seems to be calling.

For some reason, Feng Chan had an idea in his heart, and followed the sound of wolves to the deep mountain.

The black wolf looked at Fengsong, stretched its neck a little bit sharply, and after circling around in place, stood on all fours, as if specifically to intercept Fengsong before howling.

"Aww~" Hei Lang let out another long howl.

Looking at the black wolf in front of him, Fengsong knew easily that he was formed by cultivation. Seeing him in the form of a beast at this moment, he seemed to be respectful.

"What's the matter?" Now that Fengsong came down, he saw Hei Lang's deliberate move, so he didn't intend to beat around the bush.

The black wolf raised its front legs and made a hooking motion, then let out another cry, kicked off and ran into the woods.

Feng Chan understood and caught up with him, the forest was getting deeper and deeper, the verdant trees almost covered the direct flames from the sky, only the warm sun was shining among the trees.

After running for a long while, the black wolf stopped beside a vigorous and upright purple bamboo, raised his head and let out an "oooooooo", which was different from the previous howl.

After Feng Chan's eyes fell on Zizhu, his pace slowed down.The ink eyes were wide open, bloodshot, staring at a white chrysalis on the purple bamboo leaf.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every step he took seemed to weigh ten thousand catties.When he walked in front of Zizhu, his eyes were filled with clouds and mist, Feng Chan stretched out his trembling hands to hold the leaf with pupae in his hands, the mist in his eye sockets turned into water and dripped down silently.

Legacy.

Seeing this, Hei Lang didn't bother them, and retreated slowly, knowingly, behind three or five thick trees. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a stream of light flashed by and fixed Hei Lang in place.

The black wolf opened its mouth ferociously and exposed its fangs. After shaking his whole body a few times, he appeared in a human form in frustration. He was dressed in black, with star eyebrows and sword eyes, and he looked good.

"Sure enough, you two are the same type." Hei Lang said disdainfully.

"Who are you?" Feng Song frowned and asked.

"Hmph" Hei Lang turned his face away defiantly, and said reluctantly: "Cang Wu."

"What's the purpose?" Feng Chan stared at him and continued to ask.

The self-proclaimed Cangwu looked down at the demon-binding rope on his body, and murmured in his heart, do you think that the wolves are all scheming species?One or two are tied to the demon rope at every turn, is it amazing just because of their status?It really doesn't make sense.

It's related to the legacy, seeing Cang Wu's answering everything, and Feng Chan has no patience, as soon as he holds his hand, correspondingly, the demon-binding rope tied to Cang Wu's body is tightened.

Cang Wu suddenly felt that all internal organs were crowded together, and his breathing was not smooth, forcing him to put down his arrogance and honestly beg for mercy: "Stop, I'll say it, I'll say it."

When Feng Chan heard the words, he didn't let go, but just relaxed his strength a little, so that Cang Wu could speak normally.

Cang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that his face was dull again, and said stiffly: "I have already told you the whereabouts of Su Yi, you don't want to find a way to recover that chrysalis, why pester me!"

Feng Chan naturally ignored Cang Wu's useless rhetoric, and asked, "What do you want?"

Fengsong remembers what Su Yi said, to know a person, as long as you know what he wants, you will basically understand. Fengsong is not interested in looking at the wolf in front of him, and only asks what he wants.

Binding Yaosuo, as the name suggests, is specially designed to deal with demons. At this moment, his life is in the hands of the other party, and Cang Wu can't do anything else. In addition, he never wants to meet these two people again. He gritted his teeth and told the truth: " I don't want anything, and I lured you here just to repay my kindness."

"Favor?"

"Thousands of years ago, Su Yi, the prince of the heavenly world, helped me to cultivate and form." Cang Wu said this sentence almost gnashing his teeth. At that time, Su Yi was also a rope to bind demons. It didn't take long for him to cultivate and take shape, and his mana increased greatly. It was obvious that he was the one who benefited, but none of that was voluntary.

Feng Chan didn't know about this, so he guessed it was before he got acquainted with Su Yi.

With a flick of the jade finger, Feng Chan let go of Cang Wu, and said: "Thank you."

Cang Wu had lingering fears about the tie Yaosuo, and hurriedly said: "It's all about repaying your favor, you don't need to thank me, it's just that this chrysalis hasn't turned into a butterfly for hundreds of years, he... you should find a way, I'm just a demon, I'm leaving first. "

Feng Song didn't stop him again, and left the deep mountain with the whole purple bamboo.

Passing through the pear forest where pear blossoms bloom in all seasons, a person is ushered in at the other end, which is Changxi.

"His Royal Highness Fengsong, you...you are back?" Changxi felt that today's Fengsong was a little strange, but he couldn't tell where it was for the time being.

"Well, I'm back." When speaking, Feng Chan's voice was no longer as cold as before, and his hands subconsciously moved half an inch into his sleeves.

"..." The corners of Chang Xi's mouth twitched, he saw Feng Song asked back and asked in a moment of astonishment, but His Highness answered him seriously, what did he mean?He felt that today's chanting was a bit...silly.

Fengsong was not surprised by Changxi's appearance, so he turned sideways and walked in.

"Shenjun." Yan Hewen also came out.

After Yinpian succeeded to the throne, Fengsong also became a heavenly man and was granted the title of god.But Chang Xi called His Royal Highness to get used to it, and Feng Chan didn't let him change it, it's just a title, it's just Yan He used to work in Yunxiao Palace, not as casual as Chang Xi.

"Yeah." Nodding lightly, Feng Song went straight to the backyard.

"Yanhe, what's wrong with His Highness Fengsong today? So... gentle." Changxi pulled Yanhe aside and muttered in a low voice.

"Shenjun hasn't smiled for thousands of years, so it's rare to be so happy today, and it's finally the end of all hardships." Yan He said, in his words, he was also very gentle towards Changxi.

"All the hardships are rewarding?" Changxi immediately thought: "Is there any news from His Highness?"

Yan He chuckled lightly, and said, "Isn't it, you'll know if you go and have a look?"

Changxi knew it at a glance, and pulled Yanhe to follow in the backyard.

Hiding furtively outside the courtyard wall, looking at Feng Song inside who is planting a purple bamboo next to the Lingquan, his movements are very gentle.

After Fengsong left, the two came out and looked at the purple bamboo.

Changxi asked strangely: "Yanhe, could this Zizhu be His Highness? But it doesn't have the aura of His Highness."

Taking a hard hit on the top of the head, he shrunk his head and stared at Yan He with a long breath, only to hear the man say: "What are you thinking. The god has his own opinion on this matter, His Highness Su Yi should return soon."

"Really? Well, Yan and you are always predictable, but there doesn't seem to be anything special about this purple bamboo." Changxi looked up, down, left and right at the purple bamboo, but he didn't see any mystery.

After watching the long breath enough, Yan He said patiently: "Okay, let's go."

After a long breath for countless days, in the early morning of one day, in the backyard, he saw with his own eyes a golden light emerge from the purple bamboo.

"Zi...Zizhu" pointed at Zizhu intermittently for a long time, until it attracted the chant and long breath.

"What's the matter?" Yan He's inquiry came from behind, and after taking a long breath, he said with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness."

His eyes fell to the distance through the long breath, and Feng Chan also saw the person who had been thinking about him for thousands of years.

Yan He quietly took Changxi out of the backyard, leaving only the two reunited after a long absence in this world.

This white as fat body, this unparalleled face, led Feng Chan to move forward step by step, and when he was five steps away, it was a stride, and he embraced him in his arms.

"Present legacy." After suppressing the yearning for thousands of years, in the end, it was the name that was finally called out.

The figure in the arms was stiff, and he said rather shyly, "Do you have...clothes?"

Su Yi turned into a butterfly and returned, naturally with nothing on his body. Just now, he was naked and surrounded by three people, and now he is hugged naked in his arms. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Feng Chan closed his eyes to grab the breath of Su Yi, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "No."

"You! You..." Su Yi faltered for a long time and was speechless.

"Ok".

A chuckle came from above Su Yi's head, as if he hadn't seen it for a thousand years.