After a long time, the roar stopped. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The valley and the sky returned to calm.

Scarlet, bloody eyes stared at the man and woman in front of him.

"You're fooling me?"

I shook my head and smiled: "The answer is in Penglai Bafang Academy, do you want to go and see it?"

"Do you think this divine beast will believe it?"

"Little Fairy~"

Listening to the scarlet beast's eyes shrink, the riotous aura on its body gradually calmed down.

"Say it again. ”

Di Ting's voice trembled slightly.

"Little fairy~, that's what he called you, right?"

I said.

"Penglai?"

Di Ting raised his head and looked deeply at the sky.

"The Bafang School Palace Library Pavilion, the Pure Heart Zen Sutra. ”

I said solemnly.

"I hope you didn't lie to me, or ......"

Di Ting lowered the huge beast's head, stared down at me and said cruel words, but there was no ruthlessness in that tone, there was an inexplicable emotion flowing outside its words, very complicated, like a light veil covered with a cloud, concealed, teaching people to see clearly.

"Go ahead. When you arrive, you'll know the answer. ”

"Whew~"

With a roar, the huge beast's head struggled out from between the stone walls, its eyes reddening with a light of madness and pain.

Over the years, it has become one with the Empty Myeongdong.

The cave is it, the mountain is also it, and if you want to leave now, it is tantamount to tearing off flesh and blood.

The pain is beyond imagination.

Trees have fallen and rocks have rolled down one after another.

Long Night put his arm around my waist and dodged the rocks that almost hit me.

I looked at the shaking situation in front of me, and finally sighed.

"Let's go. ”

I said to the long night.

"Hmm. ”

Where does the story begin?

In the Pure Heart Zen Sutra of the Bafang Academy, King Jizo Bodhisattva wrote about his early experiences and left a passage.

He said he was going to a special place where he might not be born for many years. So, before leaving, he made a bet with the divine beast that had been following him, if the divine beast could stay in his mansion until 10,000 years, he would give several of his caves to the divine beast.

He thought that according to the active character of the divine beast, within a hundred years, it would be running around and scattering joy. At that time, many years have passed, it should be a lot calmer, he can take care of himself and no longer make stupid troubles, and he can also relax a little.

Who knows, the arrogant and dead-minded divine beast that refuses to admit defeat has been waiting, waiting for the agreed monk to come back and announce that he will admit defeat.

Decades have passed.

Hundreds of years have passed.

It's been thousands of years.

10,000 years, 13,000 years, 18,000 years...... A full 100,000 years.

I don't know if the beast is too lazy to forget to move, or because the waiting time is too long, the unwilling wait will eventually become a bone-eating obsession.

It waits, waits.

The temperament is still like that.

I think I'm a little smart, but I'm still simple-minded. Over the past 100,000 years, the bored Di Ting recalled countless times the past when they traveled together, unconsciously imitating the actions of the white-faced and black-hearted man at the beginning.

It's just a little more irritable, though.

Bang bang bang -

The valley resounded with the sound of collapse.

I took one last look at the smoky valley side by side with Long Night, then clasped my hands and walked towards Feng Jiu, who was waiting not far away.

It's time to face our storm.

After a misconception, he agreed to Emperor Xi's proposal. Now, with the long night of willful and reckless departure, the Nine Heavens and the Fire Lotus have become a mess.

I was selfish and willful once, and I can't have a second time.

Feng Jiu has done enough for me, and I can't throw the messy mess to him anymore.

The reason why Long Night regained his memory was because Feng Jiu took the painting called Hometown and a cracked bellflower hairpin to the top of the snow.

Di Ting did conceal that crucial step.

But fortunately, Feng Jiu made up for that gap.

Seeing the old things, the past gradually became clear in the mind of Long Night. He was already extremely determined, and his spirit was extremely powerful, and those memories did not gradually dissipate with the passage of time, but remained buried in the depths of his mind.

At this time, the two old objects were like sparks falling on the oil lake, but in the blink of an eye, a blazing fire ignited.

In an instant, the long night remembered everything.

He went to the mortal world to train, but also because he accidentally saw the intimacy between women and others. Heartbroken, he wanted to pursue swordsmanship, so he entered the mortal world and began the experience of breaking love in the third life.

But she never thought that she would also go down to earth and accompany her three lives.

He forgets everything, but she remembers everything, life after life, finds herself, accompanies worries, and then looks at fate, pushing them in two different directions.

At the end of the third life, I thought that the willows were bright and the dust had settled, but I never thought that I would exchange for the cold sword on the top of the snow.

The man in the same red dress stood quietly in front of him and said, if you like her, you shouldn't hurt her again and again. If you don't like it, don't be unclear, don't express anything, and teach people to misunderstand.

Before leaving, the man turned around and said that in three days, she would be married.

Long Night's heart was shocked.

I suddenly remembered the appearance of the grass hall in red. She was dressed in red, with a simple bellflower hairpin, and opened the door of the house.

At that time, his eyes were full of her reflections, red like a grain of cinnabar, burning his heart hot and tight.

Mortal III, he is no longer the indifferent and ignorant long night he used to be. He understood what love is, what sadness is, and what it means to ask for it without getting it......

I don't want to turn back, because I am stupid, and stupidity is also good at being stupid, even if my head is broken and bleeding, my heart is happy and happy. Because we know that love is a matter of joy and sorrow. Sadness and happiness are the norm of love.

Long Night suddenly felt some pain in his heart, and so did his palms.

He raised his palm and looked at the palm that had left no trace, and the pain in his heart intensified.

He broke her heart, so she was going to marry someone else.

Changye remembered that in the mortal thatched cottage, she handed her hand over and put it into her palm, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were unstoppable amorous and charming.

But then, everything came to an abrupt end.

The long night saw herself die, and saw her crying as she hugged her gradually cold body. Crying, crying, until bloody tears flowed from the corners of the eyes.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe the tears from her face, trying to take her shoulder, let her lean into his arms, and tell her, don't be sad, I am happy with you.

However, his hand was stretched out empty.

It was his departing spirit.

He couldn't touch her.

So, I could only watch as the red blood and tears in the corners of her eyes rolled into her cold palm, filling the vacant piece of flesh and blood.

In the second life, he was stupid and ripped off the flesh and blood of his palm, self-righteous and eager to pursue an answer.

But when the third life got the answer he wanted, he was full of regret and chagrin.

He was reluctant to give up.