After Feng Miaojun and Yun Jie left the garden, the gods also stood up, pushed open the vermilion door and walked out.

They walked through the same door, but the scene outside the door was completely different.

This is a library pavilion, the pearl lamp is soft, and the wooden shelves on the four walls are antique, but there is no top.

Yes, this attic towers into the sky and has no top. On the shelves, there are books of different thicknesses and all kinds of strange objects.

As soon as she walked in, two beautiful dolls of five or six years old came running over and grabbed her sleeves affectionately:

"Mother!"

The two little faces are almost identical, like the jade boy in the New Year painting. The spirit eyes are shining with golden light, the eyes are narrow and slightly picked, and they already have the appearance of phoenix eyes.

The god took out a small round bottle from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to them: "Take it and set it up." ”

"This bottle is so beautiful, and there is a hill of houses in it. The doll stroking the bottle, grinning and grinding the gods, "Mother, borrow us to play for a while." ”

Everything in the bottle is a static scene, and it seems that it will not change over the years, except for the occasional fish swimming out of the water behind the house.

"Still want to play?" the god sank his face, and his delicate face was majestic and infinite, "Last time, the two of you played, broke all the Sansheng stones, and also broke the marriage line of many people. Oh, that's a big deal, I haven't settled accounts with you two yet!"

The two children shrank their heads and brains, both stretched out their fingers and pointed at each other, and said in unison: "Mother, it's all his fault!"

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of the god's mouth: "Your father is coming back soon, if he hears that you two are in trouble again, at least punish you to change back to your original form, and you will not be allowed to speak for a hundred years." ”

The children glanced at each other, and they didn't shake the pot, and quickly sent the square inch bottle to the top of the shelf to be placed, and then begged her doggedly: "Mother, we don't want to make Daddy angry." ”

She snorted through her nose, "Find yourself a punishment." ”

"You can leave us with your uncle!" one of the little eyes turned quickly, and her agile appearance was very much like that of her back then.

Another doll hurriedly chimed in: "Yes, my uncle's Huaxia world has no aura, and if the monster goes there, he will be imprisoned, which is the most severe punishment." ”

"My uncle always said that he was a mortal, and when he saw us, he would lose one side. The child grabbed the corners of her sleeves and was soft and coquettish, "Good mother, let us accompany him to fulfill our filial piety." ”

The gods could not laugh or cry.

Obviously, these two little things are afraid of being punished, and they are afraid of hard cultivation, and they still want to play, so they want to go to Huaxia. The speed of time there is very different from that of the Sevenfold Heavenly Realm, and the Divine Wood World has only been a few years in the past thousand years, and Huaxia has only been a few years.

As he spoke, a strong gust of wind blew outside, and then the sky darkened—the light that had been shining through the window was blocked by the sudden appearance of a black body. It was so large that it was impossible to see the whole picture of it from the window, except that its back was taller than the mountains. It snaked along the body of the sacred tree, and the scales on its body were cold and hard in the sunlight.

The children were so frightened that they squeaked and screamed: "Daddy is back, mother's help, send us away!"

The gods shook their heads, imagining that they couldn't bear to bloom. She stretched out her hand and swiped in the air, as if cutting open a canvas, revealing a twinkling starry sky, like another world.

She picked up the two children and threw them into the space-time rift, before clapping her hands: "Stay for twenty years before you are allowed to come back!"

The rift vanished, and the space calmed down as if nothing had ever happened.

The god opened another door and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "You're back?"

A deep, magnetic voice came from outside the door:

"Hmm. How is everything doing?"

"Well, sort of. She walked out and closed the door with her backhand, "The ladder of the Southern Ganbu Continent is broken, and it has just been repaired." ”

The library suddenly fell silent, and a ray of sunlight peeked in outside the window, illuminating a line of small words quietly generated under the square inch bottle:

"2018.5.1-2019.2.19, Nanganbuzhou, Feng Miaojun & Yun Jie. ”

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Happy ^_^ Lantern Festival:

"Defending the National Teacher" has been serialized to this day, and the merits are complete.

This is the second book of the end of Shuiyun, and when I am happy, I have infinite emotion. The end of the last "Ning Xiaoxian Yushen Lu" was on the eighteenth day of the first month of 2018, that is, Shui Yun's birthday. Until now, I have gone through the cycle of a book.

The full text of "National Teacher" is buried in many easter eggs in "Ning Xiaoxian", and interested relatives can compare them one by one. In addition, Yun Jie was born on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, which is also the birthday of Shui Yun's grandfather and husband, and Yun Jie and Feng Miaojun were married on the second day of the second month of February, which is also the wedding anniversary of Shui Yun and Mr. Yun.

Happiness is not only in books, happiness also exists in the world.

At the end of this chapter, the readers of "The National Teacher" can be regarded as easter eggs, and the readers of "Ning Xiaoxian" should look at it as an outside, which can be regarded as a small bun that Shuiyun owes everyone. Now you probably understand that "Defending the National Teacher" is the sister chapter of "Ning Xiaoxian Yushenlu", the story is completely different, and the characters cross a little.

Feng Miaojun's love is completely different from Ning Xiaoxian. The latter proved their hearts with Changtian very early, and they loved each other steadily. The former, however, has to be repeatedly tormented by endless suspicion and vigilance, and is on guard.

But in the end, they all reached the other side.

As Shui Yun said at the end of the previous book, the face of love is ever-changing, and no one can say clearly. The love described in "The National Teacher" is not pure, with conflicting personalities, opposing positions, and entanglement of interests, mixed with calculations everywhere - probably very close to our reality.

But they were able to come together against all odds in the end, isn't it more touching than the prince-princess love?

What is true love? True love may not be what you think it is at all.

Speaking of which, Shui Yun would like to ask those who have read this article to write a long review in the book review area. The administrator will choose those with unique opinions, humorous words, and pertinent comments, add the essence and put it to the top, and have been with the book all the time.

New readers need your guidance.

There is no extra extras to this story, because Shui Yun is really tired, and he needs to empty his mind, adjust and rest, and prepare for the next book by the way.

Here's the logical teaser:

The new book will most likely start in early April 2019, and the main element is still fantasy, it will be independent and complete...... A series of stories ^_^, at that time, various reader groups and Weibo @风行水云門 are foodies, and there will be teaser prompts.

The insatiable water cloud will try more and more novel ways to write.

So, let's wait and see.