Su Zhan Mingzun reclined on the porch, looking at the outside of the pavilion, the mountain blowing flowers flying all over the sky, the white cuckoo plum swaying in the wind, and sighed:

"It's another year of spring coming...... 'Hurry spring is coming, birds cry and fish cry', humming ......",

He drank all the sake in the black cup of the firewood kiln in his hand in one gulp.

Suzhan Mingzun is a burly man, although he has passed the age of standing, his face exudes endless youth and fierceness.

He was dressed in gray linen, with a blue coarse cloth belt around his waist, and his long hair was scattered, as if he had not been groomed for several days.

He was half-lying on the corridor of the Bucket Room, and the doors of the Bucket Room were all removed, and the scenery of the courtyard was unobstructed in front of him like a widescreen movie screen.

The interior was simply furnished and almost empty, except for a low wooden coffee table, next to which a few snowflake glass flasks were placed.

Occasionally, a poorly dressed maid comes to clean up the empty sake jug next to the coffee table and fill it with new sake.

On the empty wall of the room, there was a wooden frame where the sword was kept, but the sword was missing, and the wooden frame was covered with dust.

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear ......birds everywhere," Su Zhan chanted, "What a poem, it's really ...... Good poetry, uh" He burped.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he asked the little maid who was cleaning up the mess at the coffee table:

"This spring, are there still no cherry blossoms in the world?"

The little maid immediately stopped her hand and replied: "Back to Venerable's words, this year, I heard that there are no cherry blossoms in the world. ”

"Oh, yes......" Su Zhan's slightly drunk face was not sad, but it seemed to be very lonely.

He lay quietly in his palace, looking at the huge and empty courtyard in front of him, his eyes motionless, as if attracted by something in the courtyard, as if he was wandering in a long memory.

As the name suggests, the palace is located under a glacier, and the air is cold and the grass is bleak.

On the wasteland outside the palace, several stone tombstones, eroded by time, are the resting places for the souls of the owner's former wives.

And the master is different, he is a god, the son of Izanagi and Izanamimei, the original gods who created Fuso Kingdom.

God is immortal, He sends away His lovers alone, and then exists alone in this world, witnessing the vagaries of the world alone.

However, God is not all like this, they have many things to do for amusement and pleasure, but this master has chosen solitude and exile.

Su Zhan continued to look at the spring in the silent courtyard, and a sound sounded in her ears.

Ding-dong, ding-dong...... The golden bell of the green ear rang in the gloomy palace.

There had been no instrumental music in the palace for a long time, only Xiao Xiao's rain and the whirring wind from the north accompanied him.

He listened to the bell, and continued to have an indifferent and slightly drunk expression on his face, and did not stand up or look away.

Ding-dong, ding-dong...... The golden bell was getting closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of the maids kneeling on the floor, the rustle of luxurious clothes dragging on the ground.

The paper door was opened, and the light in the room suddenly became stronger, as if a sun had squeezed into this small room, shining brightly.

Su Zhan turned his back to the comer, and saw that everything around him was gilded with a layer of gold, and he couldn't open his eyes.

He slowly turned his head to see a woman standing by the door, staring intently at him.

This woman is none other than the supreme god of Fuso, the ancestor of the Fuso royal family, and the great god of Amaterasu.

She wore long black hair like pearls, hanging loosely over her shoulders, and her long red dress was draped in moon-white dress, and she was covered with a gold-embroidered Tang Yiqing dress.

The white coral-like teeth and the rhododendron-like lips are adorable to the point of worship without speaking.

The God of Creation gave her perfection and put her in charge of Takamagahara, the country of Fuso.

She looked intently at Su Zhan, her noble and brilliant eyes were awe-inspiring, and her noble and supreme temperament bowed down to all things.

However, there was one person who did not bow down to her, and did not even greet her at the very least, and that person was Suzhan Mingzun, the younger brother of Amaterasu.

If he had encountered others who were so rude, he would have been sent to the hell of the Yellow Springs Kingdom to be tortured.

But Amaterasu walked over slowly, picked up Suzhan, and said, "If you didn't come to the Glacier Shrine in person, I wouldn't know that you have become like this." ”

"My sister made fun of the despicable people. Suzhan broke away from Amaterasu's hand and staggered to her feet, but she still accidentally fell and fell on the tatami mat like a dog eating.

"It seems that your stubborn temper in the past has not changed at all. Amaterasu sighed and said again, trying to help him up.

Su Zhan waved his hand, sat up on the table, and said, "It's not good to stand on the lower legs, so please don't mind Amaterasu." ”

"Brother!" Amaterasu said, "Do you still refuse to call me my sister?"

"It's vulgar and unbearable, and all my relatives are lost, and I'm just living in the world to catch my breath, and I don't dare to talk about any blood relationship with Amaterasu. Su Zhan said, and then coughed violently a few times, picked up the wine jug on the table and drank it, barely suppressing the cough.

Amaterasu sighed deeply, walked gracefully around the fighting room, saw the empty sword stand on the wall, and said:

"Since that war, I've heard that you don't practice swords anymore. Do you still hate me?"

"How dare you hate the great god in the next, it is because you are competitive and competitive, and you have lost your nature, so that you have caused a great disaster, so that the people's lives are ruined and displaced. I...... I'm ashamed of the world!"

Su Zhan sat on the ground and said, her eyes breathing fire, and her speech became faster and faster, and her tone became heavier and heavier, as if she hated herself to the extreme.

Amaterasu walked into Suzhan and looked him in the eye and said, "It's been so long, stop torturing yourself." ”

"No, it's all my fault, a shame I'll have to bear for the rest of my life......" Su Zhan's face suddenly twitched, and he hugged his knees in pain, hiding his face in his knees, as if sobbing.

Amaterasu sat down and reached out to stroke Suchan's hair as a comforting gesture as he leaned against him.

She sighed and said softly: "God is sometimes not good, and we have to bear all the consequences in the world."

It stopped raining, and the people complained. It rained a lot, but the people still complained. They are not satisfied, no matter how much you do for them, how much you worry about them, they are not appreciative.

Always asking, praying. How selfish! But the things of this world are meant to be blessed by themselves. ”

"No, I don't think so. Su Zhan raised his head and said in a hoarse voice:

"The people are doing their best to live their lives! They are suffering, they are tired, they are not like our gods, they are born without worrying about their own livelihood, they do not have to think about the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The reason why the people ask is because they don't give life. They are forbearing, they are industrious, and they live in society with trepidation.

What they want is only the most basic things to live and work in, but even that, they don't necessarily enjoy it!

Could it be that our gods exist only for their own pleasures and their own eternal reign?