In the Battle of Changcheng, both gods and demons suffered heavy casualties, and the ancestor of the demon clan, Zhenyi, was born again in a rout and made a peace treaty with Shinto. Since then, the gods have lived in the Nine Heavens, the demons have retreated to the extremes of the ruins, and they have not disturbed each other, and the heavens and the earth have entered the world of white desolation.

After the reorganization, the Nine Heavens began to select capable people to take important positions, that is, to set up ranks, to cultivate immortals diligently, and through the ability contest of the gods, the Heavenly Monarch was elected to manage the Nine Heavens, and those ancient gods who have survived since the flood and famine have been worshiped as gods and live in seclusion outside the world.

After 30,000 years of white wilderness, a baby was born on an unknown mountain, and for a while, the ordinary hill was dyed with Pang Ze's fairy energy, and it was a prosperous scene. On this day, the old Si Mingguan of the big astrolabe in charge of the life grid, divided a rare strange hexagram, and even knelt down in front of the heavenly monarch with trembling, asking to abdicate and make way for Xian.

And the person who took the throne was the baby, and the title was still the Emperor of the Stars.

In the spring, the plants and animals that follow the seasons begin to wake up, and the color of the grass extends on the earth, and the branches that have been exposed for a winter begin to grow young new leaves.

This is the view of the world.

Eyes fell to the north and south of the royal city, in the water of the south of the Yangtze River, the voices of people on the streets of Jingxiang gradually rose, and the unfamiliar faces of the vendors who came and went became cordial. Jun Moge stood under the newly sprouted wicker and wandered for a while, looking at this mortal realm with a pair of eyes with interest.

The willow bank is far away across the river, the gold lacquer painting boat, the half-hidden carved railing and the red window, the sheng song slowly resounds with the river waves, as thin as the bamboo leaves wet by the light rain.

The woman played, and the figure at the bow of the boat stood still, and in the quiet music and drizzle, a lonely figure was really displayed, all of which had no desire and no thoughts.

"But the sir?" Jun Moge asked.

The people accompanying him looked at him and were noncommittal, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "The matter of fate, the Third Highness is better not to ask, go back early, this gentleman can be regarded as a matter of trust." ”

Jun Moge shook his head and smiled, "Over the years, the gods of the abyss have been much weaker. ”

The clear dialogue fell in the spring pen intertwined with smoke and rain, and then the cool breeze came, and the sound of the silk orchestra came and went in this warm weather, and the two faint and blurred figures disappeared in an instant.

The immature willow branch that Fang was twisted in his hand couldn't stand the sudden freedom, and swayed, as if telling the people that they had not gone far.

It is not far away, but it is gone, and a song is also over.

Ling Ding's figure became farther and farther away from the bank of the Wangcheng River as the painting boat moved, Jun Moge glanced at him again above the clouds, and then looked at the abyss beside him who looked at him with a faint expression, and finally withdrew his gaze.

With the entourage of the gods of the abyss, Jun Moge, who had always been lazy, drove the clouds a little faster.

When I went home and returned to my hometown, it didn't take a while, and I settled safely, and the Nine Heavens finally returned home.

Because of a few years of mortal life and getting used to gravity, it took Jun Moge half a moment to adapt to the atmosphere of the Nine Heavens. Flicking his sleeves, he eagerly bowed to Su Yuan, who was traveling with him, and bowed goodbye, then parted ways and went alone in the direction of Chaoze Palace.

The father who was in a hurry to summon him back always had to meet him, Jun Moge thought a little unpleasantly. The steps are lazy and lazy.

From time to time, I passed by the Wangfeng Casino, where the gods secretly entertained.

Under the white Luo tree, the breeze comes and goes, and the fragrance of some white Luo flowers wafts out and scatters all over the sky.

Looking for the faint fragrance, a group of immortals formed a circle around the stone table, and the start was hot, Jun Moge couldn't hide his curiosity and slammed into the crowded crowd, "Why is it so lively today?" ”

The little fairy who was busy thinking about betting didn't recognize that it was the Third Highness who asked for a while, and replied refreshingly, "Isn't this the melancholy of Lord Si Ming recently, we just want to bet on what the adults are annoying about, and everyone will be interested!" ”

Jun Moge heard that the gambling was Si Ming, and the gambling was still something that Si Ming was worried about. When I was interested, I squinted my eyes and smiled and asked, "What kind of betting?" ”

The little fairy bet on the left side of the table, "The fairy friends said that the adults fell in love with a fox in the mortal world, and this upset may be related to that, but it is said that there has been an adult in the upper god realm recently, and there is something going on in the trouble," said and then laughed, "Ha Luha, in fact, I guess, I must be thinking of a fox!" ”

After receiving the friendly explanation of gambling friends, Jun Moge observed two or three times, and roughly understood the situation, and the gambling game on the table was evenly matched. I sighed in my heart that this bet should also be a difficult bet, the character of the writer has never been simple, let alone the writer of the Nine Heavens Shinto. It's just that this good spring scene can make the always pure character upset, there should be some situation, think about it, hesitantly take out a gold bag from his sleeve, and bet on the left.

"I'm betting on foxes!"

It's a fox to gamble. Rao didn't know, and at this time, Si Ming, who was far away in the Star Ancestral Sect, really remembered the fox who had befriended him in the world.

Inside the Star Ancestral Hall.

In the dark blue light of the building, the little fairy attendant who had made a hand quietly looked in from the half-open blue jade door, and the young Si Ming was walking back and forth with a scroll of scriptures, holding a volume of books called "Astronomical Strange Chronicles" that was specially used to record the monsters and spirits between heaven and earth.

Si Ming thought lightly, his voice was slightly deep, and he was as slow as a forest.

"The mountain of flowers, the place where its monsters and elves live, is green and jade. There are beasts in the mountains, its shape is like a fox and two tails, fierce and warlike, soon after birth, it dominates one side with magic, and it is called the eaves in the name of the mountain......"

After another pause, I couldn't help but laugh.

Fierce and warlike, if such a description is heard by the fox embryo, it will probably have to lift his star shrine to stop, Si Ming thought.

He put down the scriptures again, and turned around the great life chart in the sect.

The mind drifted away, as if there was a psychic white fox in front of him, with the fragrance of purple and red flowers, it was lying in the depths of the flowers and yawning lazily, and the two big red tails were swinging leisurely around like snow.

Although the little immortal waiter peeking outside the sect didn't know what the adults were thinking, he was shocked when he heard that record-Hua Cane, which was the name of the legendary fox.

It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, Lord Si Ming was ordered to make up for people in the mortal world, and he passed through the Huaguan Mountain, where there were many monsters, and saw the little fox who was dying after being robbed.

After the thunder tribulation, the scarred fox dragged the corner of Shenjun's clothes and said, "My name is Huawei, the same name as this mountain, thank you, thank you, you give me another chance to repay the favor." ”

The baby-like voice sounds so serious and very cute, so that Si Ming, who has never liked to provoke animals, can't help but feel sorry.

But in the final analysis, pity is just pity, their master Si Ming thought about the little fox's words for a while, and didn't think of what he needed, thinking that he was young and in his prime, and he didn't need someone to write for him, so he really couldn't get the opportunity to repay his kindness. I touched her two handfuls of fox fur, which was comfortable and felt very good, a little softer than the cloud brocade woven by the Seven Fairies of the Nine Heavens.

That's it for repaying the favor or something, Si Ming thought with satisfaction, and said to the little fox, "I touched your two handfuls of hair, this favor should be repaid, okay?" ”

Turned around and wanted to ride the clouds away.

But the little fox still grabbed his sleeve, "My wife and grandfather said that fox fur is a gift from God to us, and it is appropriate to let those who love touch it." Therefore, it is not considered to be a gratitude. ”

Another pair of aggrieved eyes added, "My wife and grandfather also said that if you don't repay the kindness of a fox, you will never sleep well before you go to the grave!" ”

Then their commander refused again.

Then the little fox tugged again.

And then, and then, and then, and then.

As for the fox's cunning demeanor, everyone who heard the rumor admired the fox called Huaguan very much.

Although I don't know the details of the aftermath, judging from the fact that Lord Si Ming frequently ran to Huaguan Mountain when he went down, the fox must have been extremely clever and powerful. Anyway, it also subdued them, the master of the priest who can speak and fool people.

Xiao Xian thought about it, and secretly couldn't help but praise the legendary fox again, collected his thoughts, and then carefully observed the master of the sect who had been so upset that he had written a few wrong fates and gave others a few jars of precious wine.

Seeing the smile between the adults' eyebrows, he muttered to himself, "At this time, the flowers on Huaguan Mountain should be blooming......

Laughed for a while and froze, probably panicked in my heart, looking at it really seemed to be panicked, as if I suddenly remembered something. Again, the Lord beckoned in the direction of the door.

The little fairy waiter who was secretly lying here and silently observed looked around for unknown reasons, but found no one.

Seeing that the adult's hand was still beckoning, the little fairy waiter looked around uneasily, but still didn't find anyone.

But the adult's hand was still beckoning, and the little fairy waiter was surprised, and looked around again...... At this time, Lord Si Ming spoke.

"Benjun is calling you over." Si Ming didn't raise his eyelids, and said in a tunnel.

The little fairy waiter, who had always thought that he was hiding safely, listened to this speech, staggered, and then stood up in embarrassment, his legs couldn't help but tremble. He silently lit a wax for himself in his heart, and then climbed the stone steps tremblingly, and suddenly knelt in front of Si Ming.

"Adults forgive sins, adults forgive sins, Xiaoxian is not an intentional peeping ......"

Before he finished his words of repentance and panic, he was interrupted by a voice, and when he saw Si Ming frowning, he bent down and opened his mouth again, "Benjun asked you, you have been coming to the Star Temple for so long, do you feel that it is a little deserted here?" ”

Xiao Xian was stunned and stunned when he heard this, and when he talked about Si Mingping's words and people, he was often extremely vicious, and this was not only in words, but also in his behavior.

Therefore, he didn't expect that adults not only didn't care about his voyeurism, but also cared about his life here, and he was immediately moved, "It's not lonely, it's really not lonely, it's not lonely at all when adults are there." ”

Moved and even brought out the snot, the little fairy waited out his sleeve to wipe it, and a handful of tears fell, shaking his head complicatedly.

After watching this series of reactions, Si Ming, who asked seriously, hesitated for a long time, and hesitated for a long time before he understood, "...... It looks pretty deserted. ”

After thinking that he was clear, Si Ming thought again, since it was cold, then his thinking was also right, in recent days, he has been worried that the Star Temple is not as lively as other places, and his children are used to being literati and, twisting and pinching, and they can't play interested. I thought about choosing a few disciples of Huobo for myself, and I felt that the small eaves were very good.

Look at the kid in front of him, how pitiful he is smoked by this cold atmosphere.

After thinking for a moment, Si Ming put away the scroll in his hand, and walked towards the outside of the Star Ancestral Hall, without looking at the little immortal servant who was still immersed in the "not lonely".

Walk around Zimo to Chaoze Palace.

In the gentle breeze, a young man dressed in coarse cloth walked leisurely in the deep fragrance of the wind.

Jun Moge just walked around the casino, and after coming out, he went to Chaoze Palace, and he didn't stand the fragrance of flowers for nine days for a while, and sneezed.

Regardless of some reminiscence, he immediately grabbed the opportunity to lean forward and smiled, "It is recommended that you go to Wangfeng Casino when you go back, today's gambling is very interesting." ”

Ever since a certain immortal ran down to the mortal world, Si Ming had become accustomed to the third son of the Heavenly Monarch appearing like this from time to time, and he also answered casually along with the question.

"Oh, what did you bet on?"

Jun Moge saw Si Ming asking, and even leaned closer and said, "It is rumored among the immortals that you have been troubled recently, and they are thinking about whether you are working or because of the little fox who came to you by mistake for nine days, so you made a bet. ”

Between the words, there is more narrowness in the eyes.

With thousands of years of friendship, Jun Moge felt that Si Ming was rarely upset because of work, and then thought that Si Ming was thirty thousand years old, just like a young gentleman with a spring heart in the world, because the fox was upset to be more reliable, thinking about the bag of gold coins he had bet on the left, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his win.

Just thinking about it, he only looked at Si Ming's nonchalant expression, and said in a casual tone:

"They guessed correctly, the Star Temple is too deserted, everyone has no intention of working, and there is a little disciple who was caught by me, and that decadent look is very pitiful. I thought about it for a while, and brought the small cornice up, which could barely add some popularity to me. ”

"You mean, let that fox cultivate an immortal rank and come out to give you a hand?" Jun Moge asked in disbelief.

"That little girl herself said that she owed me a favor, and she should be able to pay it back after giving me a thousand years, so can't you?" Seeing Jun Moge's surprised expression, Si Ming asked in surprise.

“…… Okay, okay. ”

Jun Moge laughed dryly, wiped his sweat, and thought that today's starter was really going to make money, and sighed that he had really been in the world for a few years, and he would follow those people who thought that the mind of the writer would be so simple.

Shaking his head, he followed the footsteps of the thin young man and walked forward.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do in the Chaoze Palace? The little fox doesn't need to tell the Heavenly Monarch about cultivating immortals. Jun Moge asked curiously.

"There is no noisy fox in the Star Temple, it is too deserted, and the small eaves are repaired before the ranks, I want to rest and rest. Moreover, there are enough manuscripts of those fates. ”

The thin young man answered seriously.

“…… Can this also be saved? ”

"As long as you want to, there is nothing that you can't do, to be a fairy, you have to have a little confidence in yourself." The thin young man responded seriously.