64. The former self
Yun Yan didn't know what was going on, but his small body stood in front of me: "You are not allowed to hurt my family's gods!" β
I grabbed Yun Yan, raised my head and said to the female official, "What if this god wants to embarrass you?" β
The female officer smiled and made another gesture of invitation, "Doesn't Lord Divine Venerable want to take a look at the treasures of this year's Lingbo Immortal Society?" β
I scoffed, "To be honest, this deity really doesn't want to see that treasure. β
"To be honest, Lord Divine Venerable said this a little early." She looked at me and said with confidence.
Although I didn't agree with her words, I really couldn't beat her now, so I finally took Yun Yan and followed her to the Shuran Palace.
So, after more than 100,000 years, I saw Nan Xiao again.
Shuran Hall sits in the north and faces south, probably because the distance between the north and south of the hall is too wide, so the light in the hall is not very good. The lady took us in and took her leave.
I made a gesture, and a flowing fire flew out of my palm and lit the row of candles on the left side of the hall. But I saw that the candlelight extended to the top of the main hall, and at the end there appeared a boy in azure clothes, leaning on the jade seat at the top of the Shuran Palace, and the ink spread out all over the ground. In front of him, there is a pear blossom wooden table, a few unlit palace lamps, a celadon teapot, and two white jade tea cups. If I'm not mistaken, the palm of his hand is still rubbing the thousand-eyed Bodhi pendant.
The quality of this pendant is really good, and it has been rubbed and played with by him for more than 100,000 years, but it has not been rubbed into ashes.
He didn't look at me, his eyes half-closed. It's just a slightly lazy voice coming from above, falling into my ears, just as not very serious as it was back thenβ
"It's been a long time, Sushu-Shenzun."
Yun Yan grabbed my sleeve, his voice trembled a little, and reminded me, "Divine Venerable...... He doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. β
He heard it on the jade seat, pinched the rope pendant of the thousand-eyed Bodhi and turned around, raised his eyes and smiled: "Is this the little fairy official who dug you out of the tomb, he looks really handsome." β
Yun Yan was about to return the sentence, but I stroked his hair and said, "You go out to play for a while." β
"Your Excellency ......"
"Listen to me and get out."
Yun Yan looked reluctant, it can be seen that I am so serious, so I still obediently went out.
From the moment the female official set up the anti-devouring enchantment to stop me, I felt that it was not right, and the moment I entered the temple gate, I hurriedly calculated for myself, and my fingertips were full of bad luck on my own spirit, faintly oozing blood, I am afraid that this fate will be very bumpy today and tomorrow. More than 100,000 years have passed, and I don't know what the temperament of this Nan Xiao son has become, and I don't know what the scene will be after seeing him again. Yun Yan was young, and the reason why he was ordered to go out was just to keep him from being implicated by this god.
He was afraid that he could see through my defense and panic at a glance, so he found a more comfortable position to lie on the jade seat, crossed one leg, leisurely turned the Bodhi pendant in his hand, and chuckled, "Speaking of which, we are also old friends, why are you so afraid of me, huh?" β
I threw off my sleeves and held back the anger in my heart: "Since you are an old friend, you should respect me, why are you detaining me here now?" β
"If I don't stop you, you're leaving, aren't you? But he said that Sushu Shenzun has come to you, why do you want to go back? He smiled, flicked his sleeve, and lit the candle on the other side. The light and shadow extended from his sleeve to me, and the hall suddenly brightened, and the warm light of the candle flame was reflected, and he saw the hall more clearly.
Even though this god didn't want to admit it, he was really surprised when he saw his description, more than 100,000 years, this guy is not old at all. The eyebrows are sparse and elegant, as if shaking a hook of lips, leaning on my shoulder, still the eldest son who said at the banquet that I "can't read and write when I'm so old". But I haven't forgotten that it was this eldest son who caught me for the mistakes of the year and pestered me for a hundred years, and even Nie Su refused to help me.
"You were only 10,000 years old then. Now that 170,000 years have passed, it's good to see you again. He lay on his back and looked at the glazed dome of the main hall, sighed, and asked with a smile, "I have never forgotten you, have you ever thought about me later?" β
"No," I said in a cold voice, "I was too annoyed by you before, but after you left, I didn't have to worry about it day and night, and I never thought about you again." β
He raised his eyebrows and looked over, and smiled leisurely: "Don't scold me." If you didn't want me, you should have forgotten about me; If you don't want me, you won't care which country's eldest prince holds the fairy meeting; If you don't want me, you won't be so defensive and resistant when you see me today, and you won't turn around and leave. Sushu Shenzun, you admit it, you still have this son in your heart. β
"You can say yes." I didn't really want to argue with him, "Didn't you say that this Shuran Hall was for me and Yun Yan to come and rest, what's the matter with you lying here?" Is it possible for the host to stay with the guests? β
But he was still lying, "Are you afraid of me?" β
This god deity smiled sassyly: "Don't be afraid." β
The guy raised his hand and beckoned to me, and said with a smile in his voice: "Since you are not afraid, then come over some, I can't see you clearly from such a distance." β
I regret that I was so stubborn. I should have said I was afraid, so I changed my words and said, "I'm afraid." β
He beckoned again: "Come to me, my son will give you courage." β
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When he saw that I didn't go over, he put out the candles beside me, raised his hand and lit the one on the pear blossom wood, and said lightly: "Aren't you afraid, come over and talk to my son, in the 170,000 years that I haven't seen you, my son is very lonely." β
For some reason, his words made me a little trance-like, and "loneliness" once seemed to be piercing a needle into my heart, making me think of Nie Su again all of a sudden. He took a long breath, thinking that he couldn't do anything to me when he came to Nanxiao, after all, we are all nearly 200,000 years old immortals, and we are all much more stable, so I stepped closer.
The palace lamp on the pear blossom wood table is also in the shape of a Lingbo fairy, reflecting the moon-white candlelight, which is fresh and elegant. I eased my heart a little, not as nervous as Fang Cai, and remembered the name of the palace again, so I asked him: "Su'an Palace, Shuran Palace." Did you really take this name in honor of me? β
"It's not."
Ben Shenzun breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, it has nothing to do with me, just now the female official next to you said that it was the moral I thought, which made me stunned." β
Lying on the jade throne, the young man smiled, looked sideways at me, and said deliberately, "This name is to commemorate my unmarried wife." After a pause, he grabbed my words and squinted at me, "I don't know what the meaning of Sushu Shenzun is thinking?" Can you tell us about it? β
I said truthfully: "When these two names are taken apart, I thought they meant 'Sushu is safe' and prayed for my safety." β
He pillowed his right arm, turned his head away from me, and his left hand was still rubbing the thousand-eyed Bodhi, "But I said that my son doesn't know if this meaning is useful now." At that time, when I heard the news of your immortal death, I built this palace in Lingbo Continent and gave it this name to comfort myself. If this meaning is useful, it will take 140,000 years for so long, so long that even this immortal continent has been flooded by the sea twice," Qingliang laughed twice, and then muttered, "If this meaning is useless, but you are now in front of me, and you are really a living you." β
I found a chair and sat down, and said seriously: "But I didn't expect that I would wake up, and I didn't expect that I didn't die like that." β
"My son knows that you have deep feelings for Nie Su Shenzun, but I didn't expect that you would have deep feelings for him so deep that you could become so ...... Such generosity. He scoffed.
"What do you mean?"
He didn't move, he wrapped the teapot with immortal magic and handed it to me to a cup of tea, "Even if he cuts your fish scales to save the stars, and you don't mind whipping your fish bones to make fan handles, and in the end you have to accompany him to die." Sushu God respects you like this, and it can no longer be described with a simple sentence of 'repaying grievances with virtue'. Suddenly thinking of something, he suddenly turned over, landed in front of me, leaned over and stared at me for a while, "Tut-tut, it really looks different from before." Whose face is this...... Pear...... Pear? β
I bit my lip and corrected indignantly, "Lirong." β
He laughed so loudly that his body trembled a little, and his hair hung down to the floor as he bent over.
"Do you remember what you used to be?"
I looked at him with a little excitement, and I couldn't tell what it was like, but I still said honestly: "I don't remember." β
He suddenly pinched my jaw and leaned closer to me and said, "Do you want to see what you used to look like again?" β
I panicked, and as soon as I said "I don't want to see it", I saw him turn his right hand and spread a portrait in the dim candlelight beside him. I didn't dare to look at the girl in the portrait, and I closed my eyes suddenly.
His cool voice spread out in his ears, with a shallow smile: "...... Are you afraid? β
I don't know how to answer.
I don't know what to do.
150,000 years later, I have long forgotten what I am, and I have long accepted the fact that my face is someone else.
I don't even dare to think about what I used to look like, I'm afraid that when I think of the past, I think of the dagger in Nie Su's hand, and I think of what he did to me because he longed for Lirong in his heart. If I had known that he was going to make me look like a pear, if I had known that he was going to make me look like his sweetheart, I wouldn't have been able to ask him to do it.
He was a little flustered in his breath, but he regained his composure in an instant, his fingers touched the corners of my eyes, and he smiled softly: "Why are you crying?" β
I heard my own trembling voice: "You put the portrait away, I don't see myself as I am." β
"Open your eyes and see, you used to be so cute."
"Accepted." I said again.
"Don't you dare to look at yourself? Are you afraid that after seeing it, you will think of the sad things that Nie Su brought you? β
"Take!" I covered my eyes and said angrily.
But he still didn't care about my words, and stroked my forehead, leaned into my ear and whisperedβ"Or are you used to the way you look, and don't want to see your old self that is more ugly than you are now?" β