When the golden leaves fell all over the courtyard and the breeze blew the sideburns in his ears, Song Dai knew that he had entered late autumn. Walking into late autumn, the breath of autumn stirs up the budding feelings, and the exquisite heart dances with the autumn leaves, feeling the vigor and decline of life.

Walking into late autumn, the yellow leaves quietly fall along the direction of the days with the sadness of longing. He strolled through the golden jungle, followed by two friends who claimed to be from the divine realm. They stepped on the thick fallen leaves, listened to the sound of the passing years in the time tunnel, and searched for lost memories.

Pieces of fallen leaves floating through the eyes, as if waving goodbye to the years, I don't know whether it is leaving, is it love, or dependent? Passed away alone with sad feelings. They all seem to hold on to the skirts of autumn, holding on to the footsteps of the years, waiting with expectant eyes, accompanied by a faint sadness and helplessness in their hearts.

"The God King wants to appoint the son of the King of Man as the prince of the God Realm," Song Dai's voice was very flat, without a trace of flatness and passion. "Do you think that's appropriate?"

Taishang and the God of Wealth glanced at each other, and responded in unison: "The order of the God King, you dare not disobey!"

"The autumn wind is curling, and the Dongting is under the rippling leaves." In the face of such an autumn scene, many people's hearts are filled with sentimental feelings. Yes, after the germination and growth of spring, the dense and prosperous summer, in autumn, the branches and leaves fall, the season begins to decline, and life is coming to an end.

One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi. The feeling of an autumn leaf in everyone's heart is naturally different, and this probably depends on one's life experience and attitude towards joining the WTO. Therefore, there is a lofty mind of "boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiaoxiao, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling", and there is also the compassion and sadness of "must believe, the color is like a flower, and life is like autumn leaves".

"Well, so to speak," So, Song Dai sighed. "For the battle of the destruction of the world, the God King is not sure of victory. He set up a reserve in advance, probably because he was ready to die for a lifetime. ”

"Yes!" Just when the God of Wealth palpitated, Taishang had already spoken. "In the battle to destroy the world, there are not many kings and generals who can survive. My Heavenly Realm has always revered my father, so I naturally hope that the throne of the god king can be inherited by the blood of my father. ”

"The son of the Yin King was born in the Yin Division, grew up in the Yin Division, and since he should also return his life to the Yin Division, it is impossible for him to step into my god realm in his life, just as the moon and the sun cannot shine together. Therefore, only the son of the king of men is most suitable for the position of prince of my god realm. ”

"Humph!" Song Dai smiled coldly. "The son of the human king went to your god realm to be the king, so what should I do in the human realm? Do you want the dragons to be leaderless? ”

"People will," at this time, the God of Wealth spoke quietly. "What the God King means is that the Villain King can be in charge of both worlds!"

"Ruling both worlds?" Song Dai couldn't help muttering to himself.

Under this colorful falling leaves, he suddenly remembered a poem: "Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves." In fact, life is a life-and-death parting. All living beings come into this world like a leaf, and they also fall and wither like a leaf, hurrying through a long and short life.

However, everyone hopes that their life is like "the splendor of summer flowers", which is worth nostalgia and aftertaste.

"It's doable!" Taishang is explaining. "In this way, your human realm can equip His Royal Highness with human generals, and our divine realm will also equip His Royal Highness with divine generals. When the time comes, each performs its own duties and does not interfere with each other! It will be convenient for His Royal Highness to take care of it. ”

"Alas!" Song Dai let out a long sigh. "You said it lightly, but it made him more burdened!"

However, nothing in the world can be stopped, just like a leaf cannot stop growing and withering, but as long as it has it, it can be poetically said: Although the sky has not left the feathers of flight, I have flown it!

Joys and sorrows, sorrows, setbacks and bumps, passionate dreams, those emotions that once had, make the leaves of life rich and gorgeous. Thinking back like this, in the face of autumn leaves, how can I not have the feeling of "sitting and watching the new fallen leaves and walking to the highest building" in my heart?

"Then do they know about this?" Song Dai, who became open-minded, asked like this.

"Nope!" Taishang and the God of Wealth glanced at each other before answering quietly. "The meaning of the God King, it is not too late to tell them after the war of destruction is over."

"Haha!" Song Dai couldn't help laughing. "It turns out that your god king still knows that he is embarrassed!"

A beetle is scurrying along the wall. The wide walls and tiny beetles create a huge contrast. This can make the villain king think of a man who trekked alone in the vast desert.

For the beetle, the smooth wall is more terrible than the desert, whenever the beetle struggles to climb to a certain height, it will often slide to the starting point because of a small mistake, but instead of turning around, it chooses to go up again, and after a while, it will fall to the starting point again, so it has to start from scratch again.

After a few failures, the Beetle finally got used to the smooth walls and no longer slipped down. But new problems immediately arose. When it crawls some distance, it loses its way on the endless wall, like a pedestrian in a desert constantly circling in circles, and finally returns to the original point.

Amazingly, this little creature did not give up and began to climb out again, and although the circle drawn this time was larger, it still could not escape the end of returning to the original point. So, it set off again, and set off.

In this way, the villain king spent a whole morning observing it. However, the little beetle never managed to climb out of the wall, but it never got tired of it, and never stopped or gave up crawling upwards for a moment.

This little beetle, with countless failed tracks, wrote two words on that wall: life.

"How, do you see?" Song Dai came to the villain king and asked softly.

"Hmm!" The villain king nodded. "Every life, from the moment it is born, must be worthy of respect. Whether it is noble or humble. ”

"Is it just respect?" Song Dai frowned slightly.

"Yes," the villain king felt that he was not wrong in his opinion. "Does the teacher have any other understanding?"

"Yes," Song Dai nodded affirmatively. "I once stumbled upon a small flower, which was rooted in a crevice in the stone of a step. Without careful observation, no one will find this weak life. It was the smallest flower I had ever seen, with a stem as thin as a mosquito's foot, as tall as a matchstick, supporting pale yellow flowers. ”

"It's so delicate that it seems to me that the slightest breeze will blow it slanted, and a drop of rain will knock it down. That step, for it, should be a backer to protect it from the wind and rain. ”

"Soon, one night, a storm struck the city. That night, I had insomnia, because I kept thinking about the little flower, the wind was too strong, the rain was too sudden, and it was too weak, and the little flower in the wind and rain was afraid that it would end up scattered into mud and dust. I lamented that it had grown on those steps, and could not escape this fateful fate. ”

"Early the next morning, the first thing I did when I woke up was to look at the little flower. As a result, I found that I was worried: the little flower did not fall, it still stood upright, and after the baptism of wind and rain, it became more and more vibrant. ”

"I have watched it for a long time, but I can't think of it as a weak plant, because I feel a kind of power."

"What kind of force is that?" The villain king felt the doubt, so he raised it directly.

"Come and see," Song Dai said, pointing to the wall. "The beetle on the wall, a small flower in the cracks of the stone, is so small and light as grass that it is difficult to attract our attention. However, they are also a type of life. ”

"Hao'er," Song Dai looked directly into the eyes of the villain king. "You have to remember that there is no difference between big and small, there is no distinction between high and low, strong and weak, you can only be able to survive happily without succumbing to the environment, they are great, they are worthy of awe!"

"Awe!" The villain king couldn't help but repeat the word. It seems that what the teacher should emphasize today is reverence for life.

"Come," Song Dai didn't let the villain king continue to think, but led him to a white-bearded old man. "This will be your other teacher, Taishang!"

"Ahh The villain king hurriedly raised his head, pulled the corners of Song Dai's clothes, and then muttered quietly. "Teacher, he's not from the human world."

"Huh!" For the villain's reflection, Taishang is very satisfied. "I am worthy of being the son of the god general of my god realm, and I have sensed so quickly that I am not a person from the human world."

"Hello, little man king," Taishang said to himself. "I am from the Divine Realm, and I am the first advisor under the command of the God King. Please forgive me for meeting for the first time!"

"Oh!" The villain king answered. He tilted his head and looked at Taishang, and wanted to ask in his heart: What did you do when you came to the human realm to be my teacher?

However, he looked at Song Dai, who had a serious expression, and swallowed the question he wanted to ask into his stomach.