On the other side, looking at the four small dots on the paper, the judge was also quite embarrassed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's so good about this?

Dripped with ink, it should have been rewritten.

But that's all too common.

Yan Jun appreciated himself like this, and he should not let him down.

Then, the time of trial has come.

What words can save the situation in front of you and show your talents?

Judge Cheng pondered for a while, then quickly put down his pen and wrote down two words, connecting the four small dots in different positions.

After writing, Judge Cheng wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead and looked towards Fengqing Yan Jun in the first place.

I saw Yan Jun staring at the paper presented, his hands trembling slightly. His lips twitched a few times, but he didn't say anything excitedly.

The long silence made Judge Cheng quite uneasy, and the sweat that had just been wiped off his head dripped.

"Okay, Aiqing is talented!"

I don't know how long it took, but Yan Jun finally spoke, rescuing Judge Cheng from the boundless torment. After Judge Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of accomplishment arose.

"This gentleman is very happy today, Aiqing, what reward do you want? Just say it! As long as Benjun can do it, he will not be stingy. ”

Feng Qing looked at the two words on the paper and asked the judge with satisfaction.

Hearing Yan Jun's question, Judge Cheng was even more moved in his heart, he had just given the seat and given the pen and ink, he just tried it according to Yan Jun's request, and he was rewarded again, it was still such a tempting reward!! How can this work? He is a little judge, how can he be! I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it!

So, Judge Cheng said righteously: "The pen and ink just now are already excellent, and the minister will not dare to be rewarded again." ”

When Feng Qing heard this, he was immediately more satisfied with Judge Cheng. He personally promised this great favor, and this Cheng Aiqing was unmoved, it can be seen that he is a very personable, and he can rest assured that he will hand over Wang Ji to this person.

In the hall of fire, the gorgeous mandala is in full swing.

A girl in a flaming red dress is resting among flowers, her face covered with a palm-sized sycamore leaf.

The sun is warm, the sun makes people sleepy, and even the wind is slightly drunk.

The leaves have clear veins, and when they are covered on the face, they have a slight tingling sensation.

The sleeping girl may feel uncomfortable, and she reached out to pick it in a daze, but at the moment when the sun pierced, her squinted eyes were facing an angry bun face.

"Wang Ji, how can you sneak out to sleep? As the saying goes, every inch of time is an inch of gold. In such spring, it is the time to study hard. How can it be wasted on sleep? The so-called young and strong do not work hard, and the boss is sad. In another three hundred years, Wang Ji will go to Penglai Island Bafang Academy to study, if you are still like this, you will be ridiculed by the immortals in the future....... Alas, Wang Ji, are you nothing serious? But the little fairy is different, and the immortal friends must ......"

Judge Cheng looked at the little man in front of him who yawned repeatedly, and what he said was a bitter woman foaming at the mouth. But before he could finish his tirade, he heard a soft voice pick it up.

"The immortal friends must laugh at you for becoming a judge, saying that you are not good at learning and your level is not enough."

A soft and glutinous child's voice slipped out of his throat, and the girl in red clothes and white hair was sitting among the flowers and looking at him with a smile.

Judge Cheng was so blocked by the girl who learned his tongue like this, he was annoyed at the moment, and said with a straight face: "If Wang Ji sneaks out again, I will tell Empress Yan." ”

The girl's face fell suddenly when she heard this, and she tugged on Judge Cheng's sleeve and begged: "Don't, Master Cheng, I know that Jiujiu is wrong." Don't you tell the queen mother if it's okay? ”

was looked at by the little eyes full of tears, and the sullenness in the judge's heart turned into a soft spring water at the moment. This little Wang Ji was spoiled by Yan Jun, and only Empress Yan could deter one or two. He was excited for a while, so he moved out of this big Buddha to press her, but when he saw Xiao Wang Ji's panicked appearance, his heart softened suddenly.

"Don't take it as an example." Judge Cheng sighed and conceded defeat.

"Uh-huh." The white-haired girl in red nodded earnestly.

Judge Cheng bent down and picked up the girl, and taught her while riding the clouds: "Wang Ji, even if you don't like to read and write, you still have to learn some basic techniques. Your Highness has learned the method of resisting fire, but you still don't know how to control the clouds, what can I do......"

"I'll study hard in the future." The girl obediently nestled in the arms of the judge, and said dejectedly.

Alas, Wang Ji has said this sentence many times. Xiaoxian hopes that Wang Ji can take action. ”

The sound became farther and farther away, farther and farther away, the scene gradually disappeared, and gradually turned into the original small green fluorescence, I stretched out my hand, and the fluorescence fell into the palm of my hand, as if I had touched a misty water vapor.

I suddenly realized that the scene that had just appeared was exactly what I remembered when I was a child. I didn't want to read the book, so I ran out to sleep, but I was caught by Judge Cheng. Judge Cheng was angry and anxious, and always tried to persuade him.

The sound of the water beside him was roaring, and countless fragments of memories were flying around him, like a night sky full of fireflies on a summer day.

Three days ago, I returned to Hades, where all lost memories were sealed.

Guixu is the end of the Lethe River.

Legend is the final place of all memories.

Whether it is a human or a god, after the body and soul are destroyed, their memories will fall into the ruins, turn into fireflies, and never stop flying for thousands of years.

Even if their bodies decay over time, even if their souls eventually rest in the Artemisia Lethe.

But the memories of that lifetime will turn into a little firefly, eternal existence.

The people who arrive here are all sad people. They abandon everything in order to transform the most memorable memories of their lives into a dream that will never wake up.

He slept for thousands of years, until his body died and he became a part of the thousands of fireflies.

It's not that there are no people who can't get out.

Three thousand years ago, there was such a woman, and since then there have been two.

They are the new Meng Po.

Feng Jiu said that this was the only method that the previous generation of immortals in the underworld had come up with to contain Meng Po's curse.

Sad people who are willing to abandon everything will be chosen to become a new generation of Meng Po.

They watched coldly, and handed bowls of soup to the lonely soul by the bridge indifferently.

After drinking the Meng Po soup, the peeling mortal memories will follow the flowing water of the Lechuan River to this eternal resting place - Guiru.

Whether immortal or mortal, all memories turn into green fireflies after leaving their hosts.

Big or small, light or dark.

Each firefly is a green point of light.

Yunzi lobbied, you just have to keep moving forward. Those memories that belong to you will naturally come close to you, and those that do not belong will fly away.