The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

In a battle on the way from Jiangling to Chang'an, all the soldiers of the Marquis of Dingguo were wiped out, and no one was spared. King Ziyang died in the battle, and all the remaining soldiers under his command volunteered to camp, waiting for the verdict.The Holy One was furious, and condemned all the remaining living people to death as a warning to others.The world-famous Jackdaw Camp in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces was destroyed just like that. Some people privately paid for the construction of hero tombs, and there was an endless stream of people offering incense and worshiping every day.

Sanqing did not go to worship.He said: "The dead have no worries, and the living have more work."

Wumei stood by his side, frowning: "Your words are not human, do you really not feel any guilt for killing so many people?"

"I was born in this world, and I don't know why I was born. There are some things I didn't understand before, but now I gradually understand some of them, but there are also things I don't understand." Sanqing smiled at him like a child, "I used to see people treat you When I am nice, I think it is really good. When I see people treat me badly, I think it is really bad. I can change my life and death, and I pretend that everyone knows how to speak, and I don’t hide my words. The blood is all my sins. In fact, I don’t know much about good and evil, love and hate, and I’m just learning.”

Without a brow or a word.

He escaped from that battle with Sanqing, and witnessed that handsome young man turned into a phoenix after death, but was smashed to pieces by Sanqing with a piece of paper. What, only now did he know what Sanqing was hiding from him, that he possessed such terrifying power.

"Why don't you leave? Since you have the judge's pen in your hand, you should not be afraid of anything, and you can even be the emperor yourself." Seeing that there was no one around, Wumei spoke out without concealing his doubts mouthed.

Sanqing shook his head: "I told you before that I can't count or change my own destiny. What happens to others has nothing to do with me. We often talk about reincarnation of cause and effect, and I can only know through cause and effect Pieces of stuff that relate to myself, but they're all too vague."

A smile floated on his lips: "Xiao Wumei, if I say that I may not be human, what will you think of me?"

Wumei shrugged: "I've seen a lot of things that are not human, so how can I see them. Then you are a monster? I think about it, getting sick and eating, it seems to be more suitable for Mei, if you..."

"Neither." Sanqing said.

Wumei opened his eyes wide: "Neither? You mean..."

"I'm not a human, nor a demon, nor a demon, nor a ghost. I still... don't know what I am." Sanqing smiled wryly, took out a somewhat old notebook from her sleeve, and slowly grinded the ink, as if Concentrating on something, "I should have died under the sword of King Ziyang and paid him back. But if I do this, I will not be able to pay back the lives of others... I don't know what to do, but there is only one thing right now What to do: I am dead, this pen will continue to harm the world, and I haven't found a way to destroy it, so I will write a biography about it and seal it up."

He raised his pen cautiously: "I will hide all the details about its ability to judge and change fate. I will only say what it looks like, what threats it poses, and it is a curse that brings disaster to the world. Pen, that’s all I can do for future generations. As for the wrong things I did before, I heard people say that a life debt must be repaid with good deeds for a hundred generations. Those who died."

He opened the title page and gently stroked the writing on it.Wumei came over to look at it, and found that the whole book was filled, and the ink was not consistent in some places. It was obvious that Sanqing had written it intermittently before, and all kinds of knowledge about the judge's pen were listed on it. Divided into two volumes, Yin and Yang, the Yang volume is full of parallel prose, denouncing the crimes of the judge's pen, and the Yin volume lists everything about the judge's pen in detail, how to enter the dream, how to leave the dream, when and how to see the judge's pen. The fate of the man of fate... Wait, it's very detailed.

"So, who do you want to leave it to?" Wumei asked the last question, and he knew that today's conversation was almost over.Only half a mile away from Fujing City, when Sanqing steps into the city gate, it will be the end of his life.

"It all depends on fate. When I first came to this world, the judge's pen was by my side. I think it will find its own owner. These two volumes of yin and yang scrolls will also be read by people when they should appear." Discover."

Sanqing raised her head and smiled at him: "Then, let's go here. You should go, Xiao Wumei."

Wumei solemnly knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times to him: "This is a thank you ceremony, and thank you for saving my life. I will keep my promise and go to your grave every year to worship; I became the number one physicist in the world like I said, and no one dares to step on me from now on."

Sanqing smiled and nodded, watching him get up and go out after kowtowing.He should have walked him to the door, but his feet were too stiff to move, and he couldn't stand up.

After the people left, he said softly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Xiao Wumei. It's just a positive yin fate. Ordinary people will be controlled by yin breath. Those who are close to me will not live long, and they will die easily after hard work. I hope you can live longer. Find another master, others should be more reliable than me."

He took out a piece of paper and quietly wrote a line on it: "Wumei: I forget everything."

"Live this life happily, run over it with your corners, there is no way out."

Outside the door, the short boy wrapped his robe tightly and ran wildly.He lied to Sanqing; he had no intention of leaving at all, but ran towards a certain direction, and he knew that there was someone he had spent thousands of dollars to find.

It was a poor family who had just given birth to a child and came here in exile from northern Xinjiang.A thousand gold is enough for this family to live a prosperous life in the capital for a lifetime, all they need is for them to sell their child, which is a girl.

Girls who were born in the cloudy year and the moon and the moon, have a partial yin fate. Although they are not as good as the positive yin fate of girls, they are also destined to be rich and worry-free.

It was also his luck that he actually found it.Wumei didn't know what would happen in this life-changing trip. The best result would be that Sanqing would change to a yin life, and her condition would improve, and the girl would be rich and well-off if she accepted his yin life.

He didn't think about another consequence: this girl couldn't bear the life of a man, she would just die young, and Sanqing was already terminally ill, so she couldn't be saved by changing her life.This is a straw that he sees in the swaying and indifferent sea, and he never cares about the life and death of people who have nothing to do with it.If a person is treated like nothing by others, he will naturally treat the people around him like nothing. This is different from Sanqing's stupid and blind kindness. He thinks kindness is useless.

Only Sanqing regards him as a human being, and he repays him with the same vision.

Just be quicker... He thought silently in his heart, as long as Sanqing can use his horoscope to change his life quietly before Sanqing returns to the capital, he will be able to achieve great success.

Wumei ran disheveled and out of breath.He didn't have a crane cloak, and he didn't have the preferential treatment from the accompanying prince's mansion. He was greeted by dusty eyes and refugees lying on the road.

He walked past them, thinking calmly, as long as he changed his life next... quietly.

Quietly.

Suddenly, fate was quietly changed.

He stopped in his tracks, looked around, with a little doubt on his face: "...for life change?"

He looked at himself, then looked down at the yellow muddy ground under his feet: "I...why am I here?"

Intuitively, he walked forward and came to a small shed.The furnishings in the shed were simple, and there was a sallow-faced and emaciated couple sitting there, holding an infant child in their arms.The child cried loudly, and the couple looked at him with panic and pain in their eyes.

...Why did I come to this kind of place?

He took a step back subconsciously, then hurried out.For a moment, he felt that something had been forgotten by him - when he was abandoned, kicked out of the Taoist temple, and died on the street several times, and now in this unknown place, there is a long section of incomparably precious In this way, his memory became a fault, and he watched it disappear.

what is it then?

A few days later, the national teacher returned to the capital, and on the day he arrived at the imperial capital, he emerged under the dragon-like city gate.The incident spread all over Beijing, and the emperor mourned greatly and ordered the whole country to mourn together.

"Is it the national teacher?" By the side of the biscuit stall, a short boy in black robe was squatting on the side waiting for his biscuits. Hearing someone mention it, he asked, "What's the name of the national teacher?"

A bystander slapped his thigh: "Oh, how dare you ask, I only heard that the name is Sanqing, a living god! I heard that it is not a person who died, but just went to heaven and met the Jade Emperor..."

The young man heard other people bragging, but uncharacteristically, he didn't utter a word of sarcasm.He silently drew the name in his heart: "Sanqing...Three dots with green characters...Is this person's name Qing?"

Probably so.He waited for his sesame seed cakes, held them in his arms, and left slowly.

"What is sorrow and joy? What is love and hate? What is life and death? What is the self? There is no sorrow and joy, no love and hate, no life and death, no self. The people selected by the judge's pen are almost like dead things. It is Ning Qing."

Before the yin and yang scrolls are completed, seriously ill people close their pens to understand their own life.

It turned out that he was such a person.he thought.He doesn't know what love is, and he doesn't know what he misses these days: it was the years before he entered the world, he picked up an egg in a cave, and hatched an egg that also didn't know what love and hate are. The little black dragon.

He only knows that life and death depend on each other, but he has to take a step first.

The dead soul fluttered back to the original place, and found the quiet mountain village, but did not find the shadow of his dragon.He found the deep pool where they used to play; they used to chat here, dislike humans together, and bully fish together.Thinking about it now, it must have been such a lonely period of time. People were lonely, and dragons were also lonely, but neither of them knew it. They only thought that the people around them were the whole world.

Is that love?What the hell is love?

He still couldn't avoid the subject.He turned into a small fish, floating quietly on the water, looking up at the sky, the sky was as clear as before, but there was no answer inside.

At this moment, he was startled by a sound of footsteps.Ordinary small fish would hide under the water, but he was not afraid, he followed the direction of the sound and looked over.

On the surface of the water, there is a figure of a beautiful and gentle woman, her eyes are shining, and she has a gentle smile: "Here is a small fish. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. The water here can see the bottom. How can you tell me?" I will come to this place and die, you know?"

He recognized that the last words were addressed to him.Then, a pair of white hands came over and gently held him together: "I'll change the place for you."

He still didn't hide.The woman protected him very well, and did not let him leak out like the water flowing from her fingertips, but was carried into another stream in good condition.

"Goodbye, you are so pretty." The woman smiled at him and left.

He looked at her smile, suddenly a little suspicious.

nice?

When he was a human being, he always covered his face because he was afraid of people, and no one ever said what he looked like.He glanced at himself: he had turned into a little red fish with a pure color, which seemed to be different.

Thinking of this, he returned to the spirit state and followed him calmly.The girl said vividly: "My son and daughter-in-law just got married, and I saw a very red little carp. I guess this is a good omen, and they will be happy!"

Son and daughter-in-law?This girl is so young, is she already someone else's mother?

At this moment, he suddenly felt slightly shaken.

If reincarnated... this family seems to be good.

Such a person...he seems to have never encountered it.

It's okay to be a cow, a horse, or an ant under their roof, Asakusa, right?The little black dragon he raised hasn't come back to look for him, so he's waiting here, it should be the same, being watched by those eyes, he should be... happy.

He silently wrote down in his heart: this family lives in the east of the village, very close to the lake, the family has a small fortune and is happy.

He likes their family's surname, it reminds him of the warm sun in early spring in the mountains and forests, all over the mountains and plains, charming and dazzling.

The family name is Hua.

The long-lasting dream bound Hua Jue firmly, both true and false, he vaguely knew that he had finally got rid of that tortured illusion, but it seemed that he hadn't got rid of it at all, instead, his thoughts were being carried away by that figure, and he couldn't go back.

"A little fever."

Little Phoenix tapped his forehead with the tip of her wing, saying seriously.

It has been a day and a night since they walked out of the fantasy dream of the judge's pen, and Hua Jue still hasn't woken up.

Xuanlong stood at the side helplessly, and checked his body temperature, but he was so panicked that he didn't feel anything.He was just about to pick up Hua Jue, and when he went out to the medical clinic, he was stopped by Xiao Fenghuang.

"Xiaofeng, come here."

Xuanlong hesitated for a moment, then moved over.

Xiao Fenghuang was very satisfied with his performance: "Come here a little more... What are you waiting for, I told you to hug him and hold him tighter."

Xuanlong did as he said, as if he was holding some treasure, he was very careful, not daring to move.

"Do you know why he can't wake up this time?" Little Phoenix asked.

Xuanlong shook his head cautiously.

"Because he couldn't wake up, he was injured." When Xuanlong was in a hurry to take off Hua Jue's clothes to check, Xiao Fenghuang added slowly: "It's... an emotional injury."

Xuan Long was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and murmured: "Because I... didn't find him first."

He almost lost him.

Let's go home, I want you.

If not, you can go to him, I don't blame you.You want me, but I don't want you.

Every word punishes the heart, and the words are still in the ears.

"Stupid dragon, it's not this one, do you think he likes you?" Little Phoenix asked.

Xuanlong hugged Hua Jue carefully, not daring to speak.

"Then let's assume for a moment that we like it, like it very much." Little Phoenix paused, then suddenly asked, "But do you like him?"

"I like it." Xuanlong blurted out, but was slapped on the forehead by Little Phoenix, "Think about it, if you make a choice, if you know Hua Jue, you won't have Ning Qing, and if you know Ning Qing, you won't see Hua Jue , which one do you choose?"

Xuan Long was stunned again: "They are the same person..."

Little Phoenix is ​​very patient: "Then compare, who do you like? We often say that people can't be half-hearted, mocking the wind, you have to see clearly that people in the previous life cannot be equated with this life, they have nothing in common. I like it What is a person like, do you know?"

Xuanlong didn't say a word, his thoughts were still stuck on the three words "not equal".

He suddenly remembered what he had seen in Xiaofenghuang's past: Sanqing Guoshi and Huajue were indeed different.As Ziyang King, he had discussed with the national teacher so many times, and probably spent more time with him than Hua Jue, but he never found out who the other party was.

Looking at it this way, he seems to like Huajue more?

But he knew instinctively that the two cannot be compared together, and the people who are important to him, he will remember from life to life, neither of which can be used as a steelyard for weighing, and put a clear price in front of others.Between the unknown past and the fallen man in front of him, he chose the man in front of him without even thinking about why, without any current reason.

"What is liking?" he repeated in a low voice.

"Like is that when you see that person, you will be nervous, you will worry, you will know what is like a drum, you can't sleep at night, you want to be close to him, with you dragons, we birds, and their cats The intimacy is different." Xiao Fenghuang gave an example, "Look at Comrade Hua Dabao and I, we both like to be petted, hugged, and kissed by Hua Jue, but this is not the case. It means we like him and want to marry him, right?"

Xuan Long hurriedly said: "You cannot marry him."

Little Phoenix rolled his eyes at him: "I won't rob you; Ning Qing is the one who raised you, but you think you like it, but do you really like it? For us monsters, the first thing you see people will always be different.”

Patiently waiting for him to come out of the shell, hugging him happily, pillowing him on his cool belly in summer, wrapping him in his arms to keep him warm in winter... Teach him to speak, teach him spells, teach him Looking at the world with his eyes, he will remember that kind of warmth from life to life.When the mountains are covered by heavy snow and the forests are silent, only the two of them can talk to each other.The loneliness that has grown up for thousands of years can only be relieved by this person. He listened to his marriage story and knew that after marriage, the two will be together forever.

How does this differ from their current situation?He thought they would never be separated from life to life.In that quiet mountain village, time seemed to stand still.

Xuanlong was a little dazed, didn't he like it?

What is Huajue to him?It's that little guy on the riverside who was shivering in the cold. He has a gentle temper, but sometimes he has a little temper. He's easy to bully. He buried himself in the blanket.

Xiao Fenghuang coughed: "That's the end of this matter, you can go and realize it yourself."

Just as Xuan Long wanted to continue asking, he found that the person in his arms moved.

Hua Jue shrank her body, rubbed herself in the depths, and buried herself a little deeper.Xuanlong's breathing suddenly stopped, and he looked down, only to find that the eyelashes of the person close at hand trembled, like snowflakes gently blown by the wind in winter, falling leisurely, lighting up a deep lake.The pool of water was rippling with a little wave light, reflecting his shadow.

Hua Jue slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Xuan Long swallowed, suddenly felt his heart beating fast, and something was touched lightly, as if the eyelashes directly swept over his heart.He didn't dare to move, didn't dare to speak, and didn't even dare to continue to stare into his eyes, but he didn't do anything, just hugged him as before, letting the breath of the two people merge gently, forming a close mist.

Hua Jue opened her eyes, first looked at Hua Dabao who was squatting on the side, and the little Phoenix who was squatting on top of Hua Dabao's head, then raised her eyes and saw Xuanlong with a nervous face.

He said slowly: "...Jiao Feng."