Chapter 65: The Dusty Past

Although Shang Qianqiu's tone was weak, it revealed firmness, and I also understood that persuasion could not persuade him.

"Phoenix, go pour tea." Shang Qianqiu said.

Phoenix glanced at him and looked at me, I looked at the departing Phoenix and got up and said, "I'll help her." “

Shang Qianqiu didn't stop him, nodded indifferently, and gave me time to be alone with Phoenix.

"Sister......" Rong Rong tugged on my arm, and it seemed that he didn't want to be alone with Shang Qianqiu.

I patted him on the head, "Sit down." ”

Rong Rong held his mouth and sat on the stone bench, I walked towards the house, and Shang Qianqiu's voice came from behind, "Little guy, are you afraid of me?" ”

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of you." Rong Rong snorted coldly and replied recklessly.

Inside, Phoenix was taking the teapot from the wooden shelf, and when he saw me coming in, he stopped his movements and turned his head to look at me.

I stepped forward, took the teapot from her, poured it into it, and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

Phoenix stood still, silent for a moment, until I poured the warm water into the teapot before speaking, "Don't get involved in this, I don't want to be your enemy." ”

"Why?" I asked, shaking the teapot, and the smell of tea wafted out. "If you don't want it, you don't want to." Phoenix replied.

"Then you don't want to do things for him, no." I put the lid on the pot and walked out.

"I won't betray Chiaki!" Phoenix opened his mouth and said firmly.

I looked at her sideways, her expression was a little excited, her eyes were bloodshot, and I could see that she had not had a good life these days, and her cheeks had lost some weight.

"Teacup, you can take it out." I said, turning my head and walking out.

"Qin Su!" Phoenix shouted in a muffled voice behind me.

I stopped and looked at Shang Qianqiu in the courtyard who was in a wheelchair, the good sun was shining on his body, looking extraordinarily warm, and his opposite Rong Rong was hugging his shoulders, pouting, and dangling his calves dissatisfied, which was extremely cute.

"I understand that things in the world are things that can be done and things that can not be done, but they are not determined by things, but by the heart, so you should understand that things have come to this point, and there is no point in saying these things." With that, I lifted my feet and walked out.

When Rong Rong saw me coming out, he immediately ran over, and I patted his little head comfortingly.

I sat back down, and with a wave of Shang Qianqiu's hand, the wooden table that had been put away on the edge of the courtyard flew over and landed between the two of us.

I placed the teapot on the wooden table and glanced at Shang Qianqiu again, who calmly accepted my scrutiny.

"I thought you were just a master in the world." I spoke.

At this time, the phoenix came out of the house, did not look at me, poured a cup of tea for me and Shang Qianqiu, and then stepped aside.

Shang Qianqiu picked up the teacup with a smile, sniffed the fragrance of tea, and said, "It's ugly." “

I took a sip of tea, my mouth was bitter, I frowned slightly and said, "Since you asked me to get started, it shouldn't be as simple as drinking tea." ”

"I have a story I want to tell to the girl, and I beg the girl to save someone for me." Shang Qianqiu spoke indifferently, as if we were not enemies, but friends.

"Who?" I asked, putting down my teacup.

"Shang Wuji." Shang Qianqiu spoke, and his words were not shocking.

I raised my eyes to look at him, he was still desperate to give up before, what was he doing now?

Shang Qianqiu held the teacup in both hands, glanced away, and was blown away by the wind for a while, "Girl, don't worry, I'll tell you." ”

"The world knows that Shang Wuji is the first sinner in history, the second prince of the Shang Kingdom, the emperor of the Shang Kingdom, the builder of the City of Innocence, and the real Shang Wuji is just a kind-hearted and gentle man."

"Really Shang Wuji?" I asked, confused.

Shang Qianqiu nodded, "That's right, it's really Shang Wuji." ”

After that, until the night came, Shang Qianqiu told a story that spanned thousands of years, in which it was only because of one person's deep obsession that changed the fate of many people and buried many lives.

There are people in the world, and there are immortals in the fairy world, and the beginning of this qiē thing happened was in the five hundred and twentieth year of the immortal era, and the imperial concubine of the Eastern Night Emperor gave birth to a Lin'er again in this year, and the Eastern Night Emperor gave it the name 'Wuji. “

Xiao Wuji is smart and cute, and is deeply loved by the East Night Emperor and his wife, and he is very fond of him and holds it at the tip of his heart.

And as Xiao Wuji grew up, his temperament became more and more arrogant, and he often fought against others without saying a word.

The people who were bullied dared not speak out, because everyone in the heavenly court knew how the East Night Emperor and his wife spoiled this little son.

But if there are wicked people in the world, there will be people who uphold justice, and the eldest son of the Emperor of War, Su Xingsu, will not be accustomed to Wuji.

The two of them fought a battle, and the result was a fiasco, after all, he who had never practiced seriously was not as good as the Pleiades who had participated in the Immortal and Demon War.

But Wuji was unwilling, stole the immortal weapon from the Eastern Night Emperor, set a trap, shattered the immortal body of the Pleiades, and injured his immortal roots.

As soon as the immortal weapon came out, he couldn't hide it from this big man in the sky, and the Eastern Night Emperor could no longer cover it, and when he thought that Wuji would be so shameless, he couldn't wait to also smash his immortal body and collect his immortal root.

In the end, Wuji was retained with immortal power, sealed the immortal root, and was relegated to the mortal, and if the stars were not restored, he would never be able to enter the heavenly court again.

Wuji entered the mortal with hatred, and spent life after life, until he met a woman named 'Lan Ling', and his fate began to change again.

At that time, Wuji had forgotten how many lives he had been reincarnated in this world, and even his original hatred had been exhausted, and even he began to pray in his heart every day that the Nakshatras could be restored, but not so that he could return to heaven, but he sincerely hoped that he could recover.

The experience of one life after another made him not act completely as he did before, but only for himself and did not care about others.

And just when he was ready to devote all his heart and soul to the life of this life, maybe God felt his changes and let him meet Lan Ling.

Wuji chose to be a teacher in a small village in this life, although life is a little harder, but every day when he sees the smiling faces of children, he feels very satisfied.

On that day, he was teaching, holding the book he had made with his own hands in his hand, and he opened his mouth to read, "People are born with good nature, similar in nature, and far away from each other." “

The little dolls below shook their heads and followed along, "At the beginning of people, the nature is good, the sex is similar, and the habits are far away." The voice was loud and spread far away.

At this moment, a crisp voice that had never been heard before sounded, "At the beginning of people, nature is good, what is the demon?" ”

With the sound, a head came in through the window, tilting its head and blinking at Wuji.

The little chubby dun by the window was so frightened that he screamed and crawled backwards by the head that suddenly came in.

Wuji looked at the woman lying on the window, and it was this glance that changed his life for the rest of his life.

The sun was shining, and the beauty was blooming on the windowsill, red as the sun, her head poked in from between the pots, and she looked at him sideways, her long hair hung straight to the ground, and a wild flower pinned to her head, which was slightly swayed by the wind.

On her melon-like face, a pair of eyes are like black pearls, and a little tear mole under her left eye adds a touch of style to her innocent face, with a high nose and pink lips.