The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Hua Jue didn't hear Xuanlong's implication, and was a little surprised: "You also learned idioms? These two words are the same word."

Xuanlong remained silent, walked over and threw the snow-white bird back into the room like a piece of bacon, and took Hua Jue back, and wiped his face with a handkerchief warmed with hot water: "I It seems that you all have to go to private schools to learn calligraphy."

Hua Jue looked suspicious. He still remembered the last time Xuanlong used the word "stupid" to ask him. He wondered if it had anything to do with this matter.Since Xuanlong lived with him, he has read almost all of Hua Jue's books, and when he encounters something he doesn't understand, he comes over to ask him. He really looks like a good student.

Xuan Long said seriously: "I love studying."

Hua Jue: "..."

"Don't you want to praise me?" Xuan Long continued to ask.

The corners of Hua Jue's eyes twitched, and after thinking for a long time, she finally nodded her head reluctantly: "Mmm...you work very hard."

Teacher Hua messed with herself, the only student, and began to squat down to study the phoenix that Xuanlong brought in.Its wings were messy and incomplete, and it looked a little pathetic after losing the first impression of fear it had given him.

"He came to look for you." Xuanlong said.

"Find me?"

Hua Jue suppressed the fear in her heart, carefully picked up the Phoenix and put it on the table, took a lamp, and observed it slowly.Legend has it that the phoenix's coat color should be reddish gold from top to bottom, with extremely long tail feathers, and eyes like cinnabar sand, but this one in front of him is extremely pale white, and the head of the bird is horribly scratched by scars.Hua Jue touched its feathers, it was cold.

What's the matter with such a phoenix coming to him?

"The phoenix is ​​the leader of all birds. This is just a dead phoenix, so it cannot be called a god, but a demon." Xuanlong found a book, flipped through it slowly, and read it to Hua Jue. "A phoenix that has not been nirvana can only be a dead phoenix. It's like I stepped on the wrong dragon's gate and turned out to be a demon dragon."

Hua Jue turned her head and looked over when she heard the words, but she saw that Xuanlong didn't have any special expression.He lowered his head and turned the book to the end, then put it down, and walked to Hua Jue's side: "There is nothing else. Although it looks ugly and scary, but he didn't mean to harm you by following you, maybe I just want to talk to you. After it wakes up, we can ask it again."

Hua Jue looked at the motionless Phoenix in front of her eyes, and approved Xuanlong's proposal.He stood up, circled around the place a few times, finally pulled out a few old clothes that were small, made a nest for it, and moved the cold Phoenix into it.The chilly feeling made Hua Jue faintly feel his scalp numb. After these things were done, he let out a sigh of relief, and then ran away from Phoenix's Nest.

Xuan Long looked at him, with some smiles in his eyes: "So afraid?"

Hua Jue nodded calmly.He is just a small fortune teller, not a professional ghost exorcist. What he has done to help people in the past is to catch a few hedgehog spirits and chat with the god of the well.In his life, the arrival of Xuanlong was a dividing point. Around this point, he got the judge pen, and began to have more and more contacts with things outside the human world, which had become entangled.And he still doesn't have the ability to be fearless.

The smile in Xuan Long's eyes deepened, as if he remembered something: "You used to..."

That person used to be majestic and majestic, leading him up and down, even a mountain of goblins were bullied by them.Xuanlong was reading a book recently, and he knew how fragile a person is. He would get sick, sad, and fearful.Such him made Xuanlong feel a little fresh.

In addition to being fresh, he quickly found another advantage: Hua Jue was afraid, but he was not, so he had enough time to hold this little fortune teller in his arms and touch his head by the way.

Hua Jue looked puzzled: "I used to?"

Xuanlong coughed: "Nothing."

When he fell asleep that night, Hua Jue didn't sleep soundly. After a while, he would open his eyes and look in the direction of Phoenix's Nest, for fear that it would suddenly turn into a strange human figure and stick at his bedside.Xuan Long was dissatisfied with his dishonesty, so he covered Hua Jue's eyes from behind, and put his chin on his shoulder: "Tell me a story."

Hua Jue's back was pressed against Xuanlong's chest, very warm.He said, "What story... How old are you, and you still want to listen to bedtime stories?"

Xuanlong said: "A normal dragon emerges from its cave in 300 years, but I emerge in 100 years. So I can listen to bedtime stories."

Hua Jue was too lazy to argue with him, and murmured: "But I don't know what's so interesting..."

Xuanlong turned him over, put his forehead against his forehead, and breathed together: "Just tell me about your cat."

On the other side, Hua Dabao shook his ears, looked at them a few times, then jumped to the edge of the Phoenix Nest, walked around a few times, and lay down next to them.

"Dabao?" Hua Jue thought for a while, feeling a bit embarrassed.Hua Dabao's cat life is as dull as Hua Jue's life before the age of 19. Apart from grabbing food with Hua Jue, his favorite thing is to climb the wall to seduce the little female cat raised by Mr. Sang. Hua Jue repeatedly taught it to no avail.But judging from what Xuanlong meant, he was very interested in this cat, and he had asked him more than once.

Could it be that Hua Dabao has a glorious secret history?Hua Jue thought about it, and suddenly became a little curious.Grandma Hua didn't tell her grandson the origin of the cat, she only thought it was picked up.

Hua Jue only remembered that when Hua Dabao came home, he was still very young and was ill.At that time, he and his friends went to play hide-and-seek in the mountains. He lost contact with his companions while walking, but met a strange "person" on the road.The man was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and was tightly wrapped from head to toe. He stood there and called his name in a very blunt tone, as if a foreigner forced his accent to speak the Central Plains dialect.Hua Jue stopped and glanced at that person, only to find that the person's eyes were green like some Fanbang people, dancing with a chilling light in the dusk.

"Call me." The man said, coming forward to grab his hand, there was a strange eagerness in his blunt tone: "Help me, call me."

"I'm human, so you can call me that, Hua Jue."

The young Hua Jue felt a little scared and took a few steps back, but saw that "person" getting closer and closer, and was about to catch him.He was too frightened to move, at this moment, he heard the voice of grandma calling him, suddenly gained strength, and ran towards grandma.

While running, he glanced behind him, and saw that strange "person" standing there, staring at him blankly.Grandma Hua stood at the bottom of the small slope of the mountain pass, caught the grandson who had rolled into her arms, and asked, "Little brat, what's wrong?"

Hua Jue pulled grandma's sleeve and pointed back in panic, "There...there are...something that is not human!"

He followed his grandma to look back, only to find that the person had disappeared, leaving no trace behind.The wind was blowing around, the vegetation was swaying, Huajue usually followed the family rules, and she had to be taboo in everything, this time she thought grandma would scold him, but grandma only patted his head and led him back home.

After that day, Hua Jue fell into a serious illness. During that illness, his grandma brought him back a fat-headed cat. In the dark dawn, he felt a soft little tongue licking his. cheek, and then a ball of fluffy things retracted into his arms.Children like cats and dogs, and Hua Jue's depressed heart immersed in illness suddenly caught a glimpse of light, and immediately became happy.That time when he returned home from illness, there was such a new member in the family, and he got the name of "Da Bao" with a higher status than Hua Jue, and he stayed like this for a long time.

Hua Jue told Xuanlong about this matter, Xuanlong said "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"After Hua Jue finished speaking, she also felt a little sleepy, thinking that the dragon should be quite satisfied with the story, so she closed her eyes in peace.

After talking about a childhood experience, the trace of fear that had accumulated in his heart just a moment ago dissipated unknowingly.He was lying on his side, facing Xuanlong, who surrounded him tightly, stretched out a hand, held his hand, and said: "Go to sleep." Hua Jue slowly fell asleep.He was still holding the judge's pen in his sleeve, which was a little annoying, but Xuanlong didn't take back his hand.

He raised his eyes and looked at the motionless phoenix by the wall, as if he had sensed it, the judge pen and the relic emitted a faint silver light, which shone very subtly on the face of the sleeping person, very peaceful.Xuanlong retracted his gaze, carefully tucked the quilt around Hua Jue's neck to prevent air leakage, and then closed his eyes.

Perhaps because he was thinking about the story Hua Jue told him, in the second half of the night, Xuan Long, who has always had few dreams, had a dream and saw the young Hua Jue.

Unlike the version he heard, Xuanlong saw the continuation of this story.

The panic-stricken child was taken home, but the kind-faced woman turned back and slowly walked up the hill.For the first time, Xuanlong saw Grandma Hua's face clearly: the eyebrows are beautiful, the eyes are full of wisdom and calmness, and it should be more than 40 years old in people's age.When she was younger, she should have been a lady from a great family with numerous suitors.

But it was not her appearance that attracted Xuanlong to look at her.The ghost can't see beauty or ugliness, but only looks for breath, he suddenly found that he had seen this woman before, although he couldn't remember the date, but he remembered such a calm and stable breath.The smell of humans is often annoying to him, but this woman is different, so he remembered it until now.

He had met her in Xingzhou, his birthplace, where the man raised him.

He and that person met this woman together.

But Hua Jue said that he was brought up by his grandmother in Jiangling since he was a child, and he had never been to Xingzhou.How is this going?

Xuanlong's thoughts suddenly paused, and he had no choice but to continue looking down, because the grandma Hua in the dream had already reached the place where Xiao Huajue was frightened, and found what she was looking for.

"Please come out, my son is rude and ignorant, I will break your immortality, and I will make amends for you on behalf of my grandson." Grandma Hua said.

After a while, a raccoon cat sprang out from the bushes, with a shiny fur, a thin body, and a vigilant light in its eyes.

The woman squatted down and stretched out her hand to the cat: "From now on, you will not be able to become a fairy, and you will have nothing to rely on. If you don't mind, you can come to my house, and I will make offerings to the Hua family at whatever generation it is." What generation are you in? My grandson committed crimes in his previous life, and his life in this life is thinner than paper, but he is kind-hearted and a good boy. If you are with him, you can also do good deeds in the future. It is not a bad thing after all."

In the silence, Xuanlong understood what had just happened: this is a cat demon, whose cultivation has reached the stage of perfection, and it is only a little bit away from becoming a fairy by chance.Ordinary ghosts want to walk the way of immortality and cultivate human form, so they must go to mortals to get a verbal favor.According to folklore, when you meet a weasel, you should call it "Huang Daxian", and when you meet a snake in your house, you should call it "Little Dragon", which is to give them this lucky start, so as to avoid the retribution of these things in the future.Once someone calls them by their original identity and name, the snake will always be a snake and cannot transform into a jiao, and the cat demon will always be a cat and cannot become a fairy.

Back then, Xiao Huajue met this cat demon who wanted to transform into form.The goblin's original intention was to make Hua Jue admit that he was a human being, but he didn't want to scare the young children, but the opposite happened, making Hua Jue blurt out: "That thing is not a human being!" One sentence ruined its path to ascension.

Xuanlong felt that this cat was a bit stupid, how could he make people say "you are human" to him?It must be too strange.If it was him, there must be a smarter way.

Some mist gradually rose up in the dream, Xuanlong expected that the dream was coming to an end.

He saw Grandma Hua stretching out her hand, and after a while, the raccoon cat came over and rubbed its head on her palm.Grandma Hua knelt on the ground, kowtowed reverently to the cat, and then picked it up.

"You follow our family name Hua, okay? Dabao, I'll give you this name, would you like it?" the woman asked.The raccoon cat meowed a few times, expressing tolerance for the humans who accidentally bumped into his life.

Then, the figure is blurred and the scenery is blurred.Xuanlong looked at Grandma Hua's beautiful face that was not yet aged, and suddenly forgot that what he saw was only the past. He rushed up and asked the fading figure: "Are you from Xingzhou? Is he He was brought to Jiangling by you, right? His original name was Ning Qing, wasn't he?"

Questions came one after another, but he didn't hear back.He recalled Grandma Hua's words just now in his mind: "You committed crimes in your previous life, but your next life will be as thin as paper..."

What crimes did that person commit in his previous life?What happened to him during the 20 years he left him?

Xuanlong's expression showed an unprecedented eagerness, he ran a few steps in the direction where the figure was leaving, but he couldn't run to the end.At this moment, he heard a chuckle behind him.

He turned around and saw a figure wrapped in mist.

"Hua... Jue?" He called out tentatively.

But soon, he was stunned, he recognized that it was not Hua Jue.That was Hua Jue's previous life, the person who accompanied him day and night, with an extremely gentle smile in his eyes, suppressing all the unruly and unruly in the depths of his eyes.

"There you are," he said.It was as if he had been waiting here for thousands of years, just to wait for his dragon to come to him.

Xuanlong remained motionless.

He didn't dare to reach out to touch him, this dream was extremely floating, he was afraid that something would shatter if he touched it.

"You... talking to me?" Xuanlong asked in a low voice.

The man smiled: "It's you."

"Where are you?" Xuanlong asked, "Where did you go? I can't find you anywhere."

He seemed to be able to ask only a few questions.After looking around, I found a Hua Jue, but Hua Jue no longer remembered the past.Who will he go to find the time and memories that have disappeared in the past hundred years?That was his obsession that lasted for two years, rooted deep in his flesh and blood, and cannot be shaken by death.To deny that period of time is to deny the self who has been wandering around for a hundred years and has not been involved in the world.

If he didn't tell him the answer, how many hundred years would he have to wait for Hua Jue's life to pass?

The man's gentle eyes fell on Xuanlong, and he stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch his cheek.Xuanlong knew that he would not tell himself the answer, the dream was shattering, it was already the end of the night, he could no longer see Grandma Hua, and he could not see the top of the green hill that ran through Hua Jue's entire childhood, with long grass growing on it.

"You're still the same as before."

After a soft sigh, the old man disappeared.Xuanlong opened his eyes, and saw Hua Jue's enlarged face, which was almost pressed against his face, and the warm and clean breath of the little fortune teller slowly merged with his breath.

At this moment, Xuanlong thought that he was going to kiss him, and the inexplicable emotion that had just been trapped in a dream was pulled back by Hua Jue in an instant.Hua Jue covered his mouth, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "The phoenix is ​​moving."

"What moved?"

Xuanlong subconsciously wanted to move forward, but was pushed back by Hua Jue's light slap: "Don't move, you haven't woken up yet, that phoenix is ​​moving, let's watch quietly."

Xuanlong glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw a white shadow standing in the corner of the wall, slowly moving towards the door.He stretched out his arms to embrace Hua Jue, and simply pressed him under his body to protect him: "I'm awake. Alright, let's watch quietly."

Hua Jue instinctively sensed something wrong with their up and down gestures: "Then why are you pressing me down?"

"Conceal for a while." Xuanlong said casually, "In case you mess around and get misunderstood."

...It made him think that Hua Jue was going to secretly kiss him.

"Ah? Misunderstanding?" Hua Jue was in a fog, but Xuanlong had already pinned him down, making him unable to move.The phoenix at the door had already climbed out, and it was almost dawn.

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