I remembered that this turned out to be the Book of Songs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it's like ...... in the water"

Even I am familiar with the song "Pu Jia", which I learned in school, and because of a famous romance novel called "On the Water Side", this poem is more and more familiar.

Some people believe that the poem contains political irony, saying that the king cannot consolidate his country with Zhou Li, and that the country is hungry for talents but cannot obtain them. But for mortals like us, I can't read all these meanings, and what I can feel is the longing for the beautiful woman and the hardships in the pursuit of the beautiful woman.

It's clearly a love poem, and I'm even more sure of that at the moment.

Because in my dream, I vaguely heard that someone has been singing this song "Pu Jia" in a mournful tone, it is a woman's voice, clear and beautiful, and the sadness in it can't help but make people cry.

I have an intuition that tells me that this song seems to be sung for 3,000 years.

Something seems to tell me that those who sleep in the darkness do not feel anything outside, but they can always hear this faint song, and when they hear it, it is three thousand years.

So, do you have to struggle to get back into this world no matter what?

Even if you have to borrow a mortal body?

The darkness in front of me gradually dissipated, and the world began to take on color.

I saw a long river, and the banks of the river were covered with strange white grass, and the moonlight was hazy, and I could see frost flowers on the blades of grass.

In the middle of the autumn night, the dew condenses into frost due to the cold, and in the early morning of the next day, when the sun rises, the frost flowers turn into dew and evaporate into air. Time flows, like a magician with a wonderful hand.

I understood that it was just a dream, but it was so real, like every real dream that had come before.

I brushed the half-human-tall white reeds with my hands and walked slowly forward. The blades of grass were covered in frost flowers, and the tentacles were cold, and the feeling of brushing over the body was itchy.

There was an open space between the grasses, and the open space was covered with white sheets, on which sat a man with drinks and snacks in front of him.

"Shining, come." He beckoned to me.

I wasn't surprised at all, as if I knew he was here. The white dragon sat on the floor in a luxurious white shirt, long hair and waist-length costume, and greeted me with a smile.

At first he chose me and lived in my body, and I didn't know what he was or what he was like. Only occasionally in my sleep, I have seen some dreams that did not belong to me, and now that I think about it, it may be his memory that leaked unconsciously.

And between me and him, if you want to sit opposite each other, and have a long conversation like this, it can probably only happen in a dream.

The man in white looked a little more real than he had been in Styx, no longer a ghostly illusion of transparent bones - he was more like a living man of flesh and blood in his dreams.

And more plump and handsome than ever.

He invited me to sit down and poured me a bowl of wine. The wine in the celadon bowl is slightly cloudy and exudes a strong aroma of rice wine.

"The wine made during the white dew season has the best taste, and it also has some special effects."

"I've seen this." I took the bowl and said to him.

Someone had already drunk white dew wine to me, although I don't know if it was the effect of white dew wine, but at that time, Yan Fei did use white dew wine as a medium to help me regulate the unrestrained demon spirit in my body.

"I won't be punished by the rules of the Demon God Dao anymore, because I'm here, and you don't need to do things that humans shouldn't do." Bai Long looked at me, lowered his head and said, "Shining, I'm sorry, I didn't want you to go through so much pain because of me...... I'm really sorry. ”

I was a little stunned, I never thought that a high-ranking god would come into my dream, invite me to drink, and apologize to me so humbly.

Shouldn't the so-called gods be indifferent and condescending rulers? He obviously has supreme power, and it stands to reason that all human beings should be driven for him like ants, not to mention the "container" he chose me, and the bloodline in his body was originally inherited from him.

At least, none of the stories and legends of the Protoss are like him. But at this moment, he seems to be exactly what I think he is.

Perhaps, the stronger the person, the more easy and humble he is.

If that's not the case, why should I bother to find him?

"It's fine." I sat down and took the bowl from his hand, "I want to." ”

I think there should be a lot of things to say between us, but when I think about it, it doesn't seem necessary. He and I are one flesh, so he must have known what I was thinking, what I promised to others, what I promised, and what I paid.

"Can you come back? …… Really? I asked.

"I don't know." The white-clothed fairy shook her head, and with a slight touch between the wine bowl in her hand and mine, she raised her head and drank it all, "So, don't tell her anything about me." ”

"Why?" Somehow, I suddenly felt a hint of anger.

For three thousand years, she hasn't missed you for a moment. And you? Even though he had returned, he refused to tell her.

How happy she would have been if she knew, have you ever thought about it?

She doesn't care what you have become or how you've come back—as a human emotion tells me.

Lichun said that it was the white dragon that liked humans more, and Liqing was because the white dragon began to like humans. But in my opinion, it's more like a human being now.

I wish this guy in front of me could be a little less detached and rational, and a little more impulsive and desperate.

In this case, will Liqing be happier?

"Shining," explained the man in front of him, "I will do my best to fulfill your wishes, protect this world, and protect those who are important to you." However, the chances of me coming back are slim to none, and even if there is a glimmer of hope to return, the fall of God is inevitable, so ......"

"God falls?"

This word, I seem to have heard him say once before.

The white dragon smiled slightly.

"God who does something unreasonable will be punished by heaven. Like me, being imprisoned in an extremely cold place for a long time, refining my divine consciousness again, until I regained the clarity of the spiritual platform, this is already the lightest kind. However, I didn't spend all my time correcting my consciousness, but I used it to find a way to get it back, so maybe soon I would lose my godhead and fall into the path of demons or demons. ”

"If it really does...... God has fallen, so what will happen? "I suddenly felt that there was something serious about it.

"Probably will enter the cycle of life and death, and eternal life will be punished by the rules. But...... If there is a day, before that, I will definitely leave your body. ”

Leave?

Probably because of ...... It's going to be painful.

I suddenly remembered what I had experienced on the night of the previous few months—it was hard to remember.

This unpleasant memory made my whole body tremble, and I suddenly opened my eyes.

The long river, the barren grass, the autumn dew, nothing is gone, and the beautiful man in white who drank with me is also gone. As far as the eye could see, there was only a white ceiling, and everything around me that I was already familiar with.

I was still lying in my bed, as if I had a long, long dream.

The wind blew in through the crack in the window, and it was so cold that I shivered and reached over the corner.

It was dawn, but it was raining heavily.

Autumn is getting stronger, and the weather is cooler.