The reincarnation wheel in Lingzheng's hand turned into a bottomless whirlpool, sucking all my thoughts into it, and I suddenly felt dizzy and weightless, as if I had been sucked into outer space. I don't know how long it took, but when my body reacted again, I looked around, and although it was still a small two-story house like the one I saw when I came, it did feel different.

"Lingzheng, since your home is here, why don't you never come back?" I scratched my head and asked.

Ling Zheng's expression was silent: "After my father and mother died, I haven't come back, here...... It has been abandoned for many years. "What he said was that he hadn't become the parents of the City God before he became the Lord of the City, so if you count it like this, it has been thousands of years, and it is not easy to preserve it so completely.

"There's an enchantment here, be careful." The Spirit is reminding me.

"Hmm."

I really wanted to ask Lingzheng if he would live here with Wan'er in the future, but this blurted out question was stuck in my throat, and I was afraid that if I asked, Lingzheng would lose interest in taking me around here. I walked to the courtyard and passed through the barrier, and suddenly there was a pear blossom tree in the courtyard where there was only one mandarin duck vine just now. The flowers on the branches are blooming, and the snow-white petals are falling downward, just like a dream.

I was both curious and frightened, afraid that if I didn't pay attention to myself, I would be in a different place, and I would not be able to find Lingzheng again.

"Lingzheng, I'm not dreaming, am I?" I hurriedly took Lingzheng's hand and didn't dare to let go.

Lingzheng held the reincarnation wheel with one hand, and pulled me under the pear blossom tree instead, pointing upward: "First day, look at the ......" With his words, a white moon suddenly rose in the originally empty and dim sky. Extremely slowly, very lightly, silently. When they climbed the branches of the pear blossoms, they no longer rose up, but only fixed in that place, becoming soft and bright. I couldn't hide my palpitations, and I turned my head to look at Lingzheng. He was looking at the round of clear light that was gradually getting bigger, and the moonlight shone on his handsome face, sometimes with rich beauty and pure spirit.

Xu knew that I was looking at him, he lowered his head, and his voice was as warm as jade: "First year, do you want to get closer to the moon?" ”

At this moment, in my mind, there are only four words "peach blossoms with human faces"!

Lingzheng asked again, "Do you want to get closer to the moon?" ”

I came back to my senses with an "ah" and exclaimed, "Uh, is it okay?" ”

"Follow me."

My waist was grabbed by Lingzheng's hand, and my body suddenly lightened, and I flew off the ground and towards the pear blossom tree. The wind blows through the ears, like a willow blowing away the water on the river, leaving a little nostalgia.

Lingzheng's feet stepped on the branch to borrow strength, and in the blink of an eye, he was under the full moon.

The moonlight is light and soft, and even if it is so close, it can't hurt the eyes.

I looked at it carefully, as if it was close at hand, and reached out to touch it, but I didn't expect to really touch a slight coolness. It is colder than warm jade and moisturized than ice.

"On the first day of junior high school, where is the wine?"

Instead of touching the moon as I did, Lingzheng asked me for wine. I really brought a little wine on my body, this wine can drive away evil spirits, in the future, Lingzheng is gone, Qingming ruler can not be used, I want to protect the child in the belly, so I brought more self-defense things, wine is also in it.

I handed a bottle or two of wine in a small glass bottle to Lingzheng: "There is only so much, is it enough?" ”

Lingzheng opened the lid of the glass bottle, took the wine to his nose, sniffed it, and handed it back to me. I took the bottle and took a small sip into my mouth. This is the wine made by a master in Nanwu Village, the taste of the wine is very light, but the concentration is extremely pure, this wine for me who rarely drinks, as soon as the wine enters the throat, it burns all the way to the stomach. It took me a long time to suppress the urge to spit it out, and I took another sip.

"The ancients paid attention to drinking wine to swallow the mountains and rivers in a thousand cups, and modern people advocate warm wine and grinding mood," I gave the wine to Lingzheng, and he came to the mouth of the bottle to smell the wine, so I laughed and made fun of him, "Lingzheng, such a good moonlight beauty, you can't smell the wine like this...... Gotta drink! ”

Ling Zhengfu returned the wine bottle to me again, reached out and touched the moon like a jade mirror, and his slender five fingers left a palm print like ink jade on the plane of the moonlight. He paused, smiled lightly and whispered: "The first year of junior high school is really a little girl who doesn't grow up, if I get drunk, who will take you home?" ”

I sat down on the branch of the pear tree, carried the jade wheel on my back, and laughed: "Isn't this Lingzheng's home?" If you are too drunk to move, you can lie in this courtyard and sleep all night. "I think I'm getting drunk, this will be Lingzheng and Wan'er's new home in the future, and I'll just be an outsider then.

"It's okay......" Lingzheng withdrew his hand, sat down like me, took the initiative to take the wine, and drank a few drops.

"Lingzheng, if you had told me earlier, I would have asked for the tomb of King Ling to ask for the best bright moon night on two altars." The bright moon night is the wine from the tomb of King Ling, saying that it is based on flowers, warm in the wine kiln for 100 days, and then take it out and steam it in a boiler. I've drunk it once before, and although it has a faint floral aroma, it's a very strong shochu. King Ling's tomb said that the wine on this bright moonlit night can only be brewed by him.

"I remembered that there might be wine in a place."

Ling Zheng said, quietly jumping down the pear tree, the black clothes swirling in the air, as elegant and light as an ink-colored butterfly.

I waited for a few minutes, and then Lingzheng jumped back into the treetops and threw the brown jar he was holding in his arms to me: "Father drank the leftovers back then. "I opened the jar, and there was no smell of wine, but there seemed to be some homesickness. Could it be that the wine in this jar has already given birth to "spirituality", so I can feel it? I raised my head and poured a sip in my mouth, and there was indeed nostalgia in the faint and slightly fragrant taste, but it was not that there was a "spirituality", but that the person who made this wine himself was melancholy.

Wine tasting knows people, it seems that this is the case.

"Lingzheng, what kind of wine is this?" I asked.

"Champion Red." Ling Zheng took the flask and took a sip, and his good-looking eyebrows immediately wrinkled. After a while, he fell into the memory, and his face became more and more clear, "This wine was brewed by my father, and he treasured it for more than 20 years, and planned to open it at the banquet where I won the fame." ”

"And then?" I put my hands on my cheeks and couldn't help but ask.

"Later, my mother was seriously ill and lay on the bed all the year round, I looked for a doctor, and met an old man, who said that as long as I took the Qingming ruler, I could save my mother. Later, my mother recovered from her illness, and I was listed as a new city god because of my inheritance of the Qingming ruler, and I was classified as a yin priest. ——Since then, Yin and Yang have been separated, and there is no time to see each other again. When I heard Lingzheng say this, it was as if I had eaten a sour grape, and not only did my eyes hurt so much that I wanted to cry, but my heart hurt slightly.

I slowed down and whispered, "The spirit is just pitiful......"

Lingzheng turned his head to look at me, "Silly girl, I am a city god, how can I be pitiful?" A sly light flashed in his eyes: "The first thing I did when I became a city god was to send someone to arrange them for a good future life, and they were reincarnated into a rich and benevolent family respectively, and then became husband and wife in one life. ”

I folded my hands and looked at Lingzheng with great worship: "So, you manipulated the Mandate of Heaven?" ”

"Sort of." Lingzheng raised his head and took a sip of wine, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his thumb, his lips were like a string moon, and he smiled bitterly, "After drinking this half of the altar, there is no champion red in the world." ”

"Shall we ...... If you don't get drunk, you don't go home. ”

I touched the small glass bottle in my hand with Lingzheng's wine jar, and there was a sound of Qingyue.

After drinking back and forth for half a night, the wine I brought had already been drunk, and I don't know how much Lingzheng's champion red is left. I waited for a long time, the bottle did not return to my hand for a long time, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at him, but I didn't expect him to fall asleep in the picturesque moonlight with his eyes closed.

It's really drunk!

If it were a normal day, he wouldn't have told me so much about his past.

Counting them carefully, my parents are still alive, I have been loved by my grandparents since I was a child, and I have too many sweet memories with Lingzheng. As for Lingzheng, he now remembers the bits and pieces of beauty in his memory lonely, and secretly hurts himself, his parents have left him thousands of years ago, and his parents have been reincarnated as human beings, they are no longer Lingzheng's only parents, and Lingzheng has always been alone.

Lingzheng used to have a home, parents and relatives who loved him, and now every time he dreams back at midnight, he must have a beautiful picture in his mind.

Ay...... It's better to gain and lose than to have it at all.

At least, there are memories.

Whether it's sad or sweet, it's all memories. I quietly reached out to Lingzheng's shoulder, wrapped him in my arms, and patted him gently: "Lingzheng, you will have the first day of junior high school in the future, and we will always be with you, never give up, Mo Mo Da." Lingzheng did not move, his closed eyelashes rose upwards in the silence of the moonlight, and his face was indifferent and calm, like the emperor who had been washed away by lead thousands of years ago.

I smiled, the emperor also has a childish side.

"The First ...... of Junior High School"

The murmuring whisper came from Lingzheng's mouth, and I listened to it with my ears, but it seemed to be shouting: "Wan'er......"

The pronunciation of Chu Yi and Wan'er is 108,000 miles apart, how could Lingzheng be mistaken?

In the future, the person who will accompany Lingzheng is Wan'er, but today it is me, Tang Chuyi, who is drinking and admiring the moon by Lingzheng's side!

Later, I don't know when I fell asleep, but I remember that when I woke up, I was in Lingzheng's arms, and when I opened my eyes, I met Lingzheng's tender and sweet eyes.

"Lingzheng ......"

I rubbed my eyes and sat down, and found that the moon was still shining on the pear trees around me, and Lingzheng's cheeks were crimson, not as normal as before, and I don't know how long he had been staring at me in this position.

"Lingzheng, what's wrong with you?"

I reached out to probe his forehead, and it was okay, there was no fever.

Lingzheng suddenly grabbed my shoulders and squeezed them hard, and I looked into his inky deep eyes, and my heart was even more puzzled.

"On the first day of junior high school, can I ......?"

He was only a few centimeters away from my face, and as he spoke, his breath was already spraying on my cheeks.

The spirit in front of him is still dressed in black, perhaps because he has drunk too much wine, he looks as thin and helpless as duckweed at this time, which makes people feel a strong pity.

It's good to be strong for too long, and get drunk once in a while.

"What can be?" I asked.

"Kiss...... You. Lingzheng's voice was intermittent, and his eyes gradually became blurred.