The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

"The judge's pen, the pen of the underworld judge's seat, is used to determine life and death, condemn and punish, and suddenly one day he cultivates the consciousness of God, is deceived by the dark breath of the underworld, becomes an evil spirit, and escapes to the human world. The god is separated, the shape is a jade pen carved with suet, and the god is a mortal."

"In the first life in the world, the judge's pen was not mentally mature, and he was confused by others. He didn't know good and evil, love and hate, and killed thousands of people in vain. Because of his repentance after death, the underworld did not take it back."

"In the second life in the world, the Judgment Pen's mind has become mature, and it knows love and hate, and it always has a heart of compassion. The shape of the Judgment Pen has been damaged, but the god of the Judgment Pen has been communicated by the Dragon God, influencing each other, and the two become one. [-]. The Yin Division has repeatedly defended it, so the underworld government has not taken it back."

In the underworld, King Yama glanced at the judge who was kneeling neatly on the ground, pulled his cheeks and smiled. "Since he has returned to his position and reported it, let him go back. We have never welcomed married people back to their mother's home in our underworld. It's embarrassing."

When Hua Jue returned to Jiangling again, it was already the second summer.

Little Phoenix's feathers had already grown, and he asked him enthusiastically: "What? You said that you are the judge pen itself, and that stinky dragon can influence you?"

Hua Jue stroked its round head: "Yes."

"Why hasn't he come back?"

"Because he made himself half dead in order to trick me into returning to the throne, and finally turned into an egg." Hua Jue sighed, and said seriously angrily, "I'm going to wrap him in a flour bag when he comes back." Three days, and then put it in the pot and boil it to relieve the gas."

Xiao Fenghuang laughed at him: "You're useless, how can you cook it, of course it's only delicious when it's fried."

Hua Jue also found out where Xuanlong's eggs were.Unlike Yazi, the place where Xuanlong disappeared has nothing to do with where his eggs are. In the end, I heard that when the Moon Palace Jade Rabbit went down to weeds to pick radishes, he happened to pass by the old site of Xingzhou and found a deep fairy cave. Jue just remembered to go back and take a look.

He has never been to Xingzhou in person.After returning to the throne, he no longer had any scruples about leaving Jiangling, so he went back accompanied by Xiao Fenghuang and Hua Dabao.That place had been submerged into a lake by a certain year's flood, so she could only go there by boat. Based on the impression from her previous life, Hua Jue found the half-flooded cave again.

It was still a small egg. It took him more than 20 years to hatch it. Hua Jue wanted to take this egg back, but found that Xuanlong's egg was just as unreasonable as himself. .

Hua Jue collected materials nearby and made a nest for the egg: "You come out and come to Jiangling to find me by yourself."

The egg is motionless.

Hua Jue sighed: "I really want to be here with you, but I have to go back. The war just ended there, and everyone needs me very much."

He tilted his head: "Did you hear that? Be good when you hear it, and come out to see me earlier. When you come back, I will marry you. I can be your husband or your bride."

Little Phoenix broke Hua Dabao's paws and counted for him: "Hua Jue, how many years do you have to wait? The dragon will take 300 years to emerge from the cave, this smelly dragon is more talented, and it will take 100 years to emerge from the cave. Waiting in the world, I will become Lao Huajue."

Hua Jue smiled: "I don't care, he said I don't look good when I'm old, and he will like me."

He really waited like this, day after day, Jiangling gradually returned to its original appearance, the old doctor's clinic was still open, and Mr. Sang still entertained them with a tea banquet once a month, leaving a seat for one person.Hua Dabao enters the house, making Mr. Sang's little female cat pregnant with a baby cat, and there are a group of new members in the Hua family's house, which is very lively.

Hua Jue always remembered what Mr. Sang said when he entertained them at the tea banquet. He used to joke that he wanted to add a song of six envy to his eulogy.At first, Hua Jue didn't know what it was, but later she realized it was a poem written by a tea sage:

Don't envy the golden cup, don't envy the white jade cup.

Don't envy entering the province in the morning, and don't envy entering Taiwan in the evening.

Thousands of people admire the water of the West River, which once came down to Jingling City.

Mr. Sang changed Jingling to Jiangling, and taught Hua Jue to sing in the tune of Tanci, while the city lord played the flute for them.

The seat next to Hua Jue was empty, but it was like every time before, Xuanlong was beside him.There is no gold, silver and jade, no pavilions to make a name for themselves, they didn't miss any good things in Jiangling City, and they still have everything in the future.

His sweetheart didn't keep him waiting too long.

It was another breezy night, Hua Jue was scrolling the hexagrams in her left hand, holding a cat in her right hand, and a small fat bird on her head. Just as she was about to close the stall and go home, she saw another customer coming to her door.The door flag moved slightly, and a long and slender hand was stretched out first to hold his hand. He thought it was an apprentice from some family, but when he was about to yell at him, he saw the apprentice came in, blinking. eyes on him.

He held two green beads in his hand.

"Little gentleman, I want to ask you to give me some eye-catching." Xuan Long said, "I also want to ask you to figure it out, can I kiss my sweetheart today?"

Hua Jue looked up into his eyes, only to see that the wind and clouds in it were changing, and the infinite brilliance was flowing, like the clouds that were approaching the night were constantly churning, slowly, slowly covering his entire world.

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