Chapter I
"I don't understand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Hades shook his head and looked at me with a serious expression.
I'm a little speechless, maybe a lot of times it's like this, the interface of marriage seems to be this kind of space shuttling through the Three Realms and Six Realms, and no one can tell the way.
I thought about it in my head for a long time, thinking about it for a long time, racking my brain to think of my language that was as organized as possible, and to give a reasonable explanation to Hades:
"Actually, it's just a kind of distraction. For example, one day you regret the decision you made, in the mirror you can use your ability to create a space, and then in this space to carry out the space of the past.
As gods have had an innate ability to create the world since time immemorial, and you have the ability to draw your own consciousness there as the creator of another dimension, and with that ability you can change everything. However, all the gods who have experienced the water and moon in the mirror, no matter which one chooses to respect the original trajectory and does not make changes, just like the spring and autumn who just chose to be born, old, sick and die in the mirror. ”
"Why?"
There was a flash of brilliance in Hades' eyes, the glittering eyes were full of anticipation, and there was a hint of joy and a little excitement in his voice:
"If you can change, why choose to respect it."
I took out the shadow I had just put away in my hand and placed it in front of him:
"You see, this is the shadow I just searched, as the survival of that space, don't you understand how fierce the idea of Chunqiu wants to change all these facts, but you also have to understand that even if we are too strong, we can't change some wills sometimes."
The knotted palm of the Hades King took the shadow of Yan Demon and Zhan Xianyan that was still swaying slightly from my hand, and looked at himself with interest:
"By the way, without discussing such a profound issue, how did you get in at that time?"
I expected him to ask me this question, but I didn't expect him to ask so quickly, in such a situation, and at the moment I hadn't figured out how to answer him, or a reasonable reason hadn't been woven yet.
My thoughts turned a thousand times, and I muttered words, and there was no answer for a long time. It's a secret, a secret I can't tell him.
At this moment, the wind chimes outside the inn door rang for a while, and such a visitor instantly solved my embarrassing situation at the moment, and I got up and stood up, and said to the king with a smile:
"If a guest is coming, I'll go and entertain them first. Your question, next time. ”
With that, I got up and brushed my sleeves, sat down at the counter, gathered the tea leaves on the counter, lit the cigarette, and waited for the guest to come to the door this time.
I don't know what to say when I close the "Marriage Record" in my hand, but I think what happened these few times is the most memorable emotion I have ever written.
After all, so many paragraphs have been written, and there are only a few that are completely out of my control, and sure enough, Si Ming Xingjun is in charge of the Mandate of Heaven, but he can't control the will of Heaven. It's like I'm in charge of the marriages in the world, but it doesn't mean that I calculate everything in their marriages.
Hades was stunned by this sudden change, he twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at Yueniang who was playing there a little speechlessly, and there was a trace of grievance in his voice:
"Xiao Yueniang, Xiao Yueniang, how can you be like this!"
I raised my eyebrows and smiled silently, and just as I was giggling with the Hades, my long-awaited guest came to the door.
Pink peach, faint peach blossom fragrance, pink umbrella handle hovering in the sky, peach blossoms also spread out from the sky with her steps.
This is the first time I have encountered such a big scene in a long time since I opened an inn, and I have a great curiosity about this mysterious guest. I think I took an absolute interest in her before she even made her own claims.
I knocked on the table and beckoned to the bull and the horse, who were still busy. These two people are still relatively clever, and as I expected, after the guests just took their seats, the bull head and the horse face greeted them very happily, and greeted the new guests enthusiastically:
"What do you need to order this guest, there are all kinds of desserts, pineapple crisp, mango crisp, and flower tea, beauty and beauty, you see, our boss lady drinks it every day, and her complexion will be so good."
Saying that, he pointed the arrow at me, I frowned, and a dark light flashed under my eyes, very good, now you dare to joke with me, and find an opportunity to deduct your salary. Recently, the traffic of the inn has been getting less and less, and I only checked the account book yesterday, and now I am close to negative spending.
I was thinking to myself, but the mysterious veiled guest over there had begun to chant softly:
"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.
The peach is dying, and there is a flower. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.
The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”
The voice is not like the former, a little hoarse, but there is still a trace of nostalgia in the hoarseness, I don't know what words to describe such a voice. But such a slightly sad speech, such a textured voice brings out a different feeling of this lyrics and song, not like a happy bride to be married, but like a resentful woman who has been abandoned by loneliness, faint and resentful, but with a trace of emotion.
I looked at the tea boiling on the stove, and it was almost the same time as I calculated. He opened his mouth, smiled with a perfect eight teeth, walked up to the woman, and pushed the hot tea in front of her:
"What's the request?"
The woman ignored me, and continued to hum the song, which was tactful, faint, hoarse with a touch of sadness. This kind of emotion also drives my heart. I was a little moved, but as the sun sank, I could already see that the woman's figure was shining slightly. She doesn't have much of the qualifications to carry in the underworld anymore.
The weather was cold, and the tea became cold, so I picked up the tea stove placed next to me and refilled the water on the teacup, and looked at the woman opposite:
"You can't stay here for much time, if you don't plan to say it, I think I can just cook you a bowl of Meng Po soup and send you to Nai He Bridge."
"I heard that you turned out to be the god of marriage in the sky?"
As if reminded by my words, the woman chose to stop humming and turned to me to ask.
I smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and then slowly opened my mouth:
"Yes, so what, what if not?"
"Yes?"
The woman's red lips hidden under the veil lightly opened:
"So did you hear the tune I just hummed?"
"Test me?"
There was a glint in my eyes:
This song is called "Tao Yao", which is from the famous passage in "The Book of Songs: Zhou Nan". This song is the same as "樛木" is a song used in the southern part of the Zhou region for wedding congratulations, but "樛木" is a congratulatory to the groom official, and "Tao Yao" is a greeting to the bride, if you want to hear it, I can also tell you now. ”
The woman waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need it.
Looking at the woman who reacted like this, I raised my eyebrows slightly and continued:
"Peach Blossom" uses peach trees that can produce gorgeous flowers and bear huge fruits, and the bright peach blossoms can naturally remind us of the beautiful and beautiful smile of the bride. And the big and sweet peach implies the good wishes for the bride to have a group of cute babies after marriage. The luxuriant foliage implies that the bride brings good luck to the husband's family, so that the husband's family will live a prosperous life, full of vitality like a flourishing peach leaf. Excuse me, am I right? ”
The woman tugged at her face stiffly, and seemed to have a hard time laughing:
"I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. Much better than I could have imagined. ”
I lowered my eyebrows and smiled:
"False praise, it's just a personal preference."
After listening to my explanation, the woman seemed to have some recognition of me, at least she was willing to take a sip of the tea in front of her, and slowly put it down, with an elegant posture, and at a glance she knew that it was a well-educated Aga girl. She wasn't surprised at my special tea, she just smiled faintly and then removed the veil from her face. What kind of face is that......