Chapter 34: The Night and the Heaven
Under the moonlight like silver veil, his shadow stood half a step away and looked at him, thin as a piece of paper-cut, and lifelike, every bit of it. Xiao Mojun also poked his head out of the placket of his clothes curiously, and stared at the most mysterious man in the legend with his green eyes. What a powerful force this is, able to manipulate other people's shadows at will, you know, once you lose your shadow, you are equivalent to losing the sunshine forever.
The shadow sat down on a rock, looking rather uneasy, "My descendants, the people in front of you are far away. β
"It's fine." Du Yuanyuan was distracted now, "Catch up in a while, ancestor, you say, tell Xiao Qingye about it, you have to be detailed." β
The black shadow folded his legs, supported his chin with one hand, as if he was remembering something, and then turned his head slightly to Du Yuan's side, as if looking at Mo Qingye.
"Listen to my descendants, you are very beautiful." Fei Tian said slowly.
Mo Qingye looked straight at him with a pair of emerald eyes, and then turned his head proudly.
"Huh." Fei Tian smiled, reflecting the dark and thin silhouette, which looked a little weird, "Your father did kill your mother with his own hands." β
The luster at the bottom of Mo Qingye's eyes suddenly dimmed, and turned to be cold to the bone.
"My descendant, he can't say a word."
"Uh, yes." Du Yuanyuan pursed his lips, and his heart still couldn't be said, otherwise he would have to collide with him with Qingye's little temper, and gently touched the head of the little snake, and said, "But he can listen." β
"It's not good." Fei Tian seemed to hesitate a little, then stood up, and the black shadow walked to Du Yuanyuan, the height of the general, and then, raised his hand, and his fingertips nodded on Xiao Mojun's forehead. In the next second, I heard Mo Qingye say coldly, "Don't touch me." β
β¦β¦ No, Du Yuanyuan rolled his eyes, what kind of trouble is this. What was originally a very serious, solemn and profound thing changed in vain. "Xiao Qingqing, don't you ...... Ahem, he's what you said back then. β
"Benjun knows." Mo Qingye still twisted his head, as if he was extremely disgusted with Feitian, and proudly, "Even if you let Benjun speak, I won't be grateful to you for this." β
"You don't have to be grateful." Fei Tian was not annoyed by Xiao Mo's attitude, "It's just that it's easier to talk like this." However, your temper really doesn't resemble your father's. β
"Don't be that shameless person in front of Benjun."
"I said Qingye......" Du Yuan was in a dilemma, "Ancestor ......"
"Huh." Fei Tian walked away a few steps, and sat back on the rock, a shadow talking to a small snake, such a picture is really an indescribable ghost. "If Fu Rong's old man heard his own son scold him like this, he would probably be so angry that his beard would rise."
Mo Qingye's little head twisted even more crookedly, almost turning to the back of his neck one hundred and eighty degrees, the expression under his eyes fluctuated, flashing, and then as if he was hiding from something, he suddenly fell back into Du Yuanyuan's arms.
Xiao Du felt that he was indeed a little too naΓ―ve, and he thought he was smart, so he sighed and said, "Ancestor, if I don't think about it, let's hurry up." β
Fei Tian didn't respond, his hands were propped up on the surface of the rock behind him, his body leaned back, looking at the night sky from afar, the thin silhouette made his silhouette sharp as a knife, "But, the deity seems to have suddenly become interested." β
β¦β¦ You just spare me, Du Yuanyuan prayed silently in his heart, these two people really can't be provoked.
"Green Night." Fei Tian called out the name of Mo Qingye.
Xiao Mojun was silent, his little face pressed tightly against Du Yuan's chest, indulging himself in the sound of his heartbeat.
"Actually, the deity thinks Fu Rong still loves you."
Still silent.
Xiao Du blinked, then hooked the corners of his mouth a little awkwardly, and looked at the night sky silently.
The inky blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see. The Milky Way stretches across the sky. Moon Shadow. Starlight. It's a little bleak beautiful. The clear and cold wind blew the corners of the clothes and the ends of the hair, and passed by in a flash, just like the Shaohua who was born like summer flowers in those years. Then I heard that the narration of the far away world was "At that time, he told the deity that he was leaving. I was puzzled and asked why. He said that everything that should be done has been done, and there is no point in staying. Qingye, do you know why your father went to the fairy in such a good manner? β
The world is so quiet. Mo Qing sank into the warm darkness at night, ignoring the words of Fei Tian.
"He's gone to find your mother." Fei Tian smiled slightly, as if he saw the shadow of the old man from the vast night sky, and also saw his former self. "He told me that you would hate him, but one day you will understand."
Mo Qingye gritted his teeth tightly, understood? To this day, I still don't understand, let alone want to.
"Qingye, you must know that your father is a god under one person in the heavenly realm, and how many people and many pairs of eyes will be watching and discussing his every move. And, aside from anything else, he also did this to give you a good future. If not, do you think you can gain a foothold in the heavenly realm? β
"Benjun never thought of establishing a foothold in any heavenly realm!" Mo Qingye said fiercely.
"But, he wants you to. Your father wants you to have a place in the Heavenly Court. And your origin, your bloodline is the most fatal wound. β
"Humph!" Mo Qingye smiled coldly, "Yes, everything is taken for granted by him." β
Fei Tian straightened his waist and withdrew his gaze from the sky, the black silhouette lowered his head slightly, and his fingertips tapped on his knees, "It's been a long time, so long that the deity is about to forget the scene at that time." β
"I remember that at that time, Fu Rong, the old guy was still relieved. He also entrusted me to take care of you after he left, but unfortunately, the deity failed to fulfill the promise he made to him. Hehe, Fu Rong, are you gritting your teeth with hatred. β
"Don't blame me, the deity has also been lying in the dark for hundreds of thousands of years, which can be regarded as making up for the gaffe."
"But, you old thing has never seen through one thing, that is, people are not as good as heaven. Will you weep bitterly in the silence, for the fault of the time? β
Du Yuanyuan looked at Feitian who was talking to himself at this moment in a daze, and there was an indescribable sourness in his heart.
That is, the vicissitudes of life that he did not know.
"For hundreds of thousands of years, the deity has also been lonely." Fei Tian seemed to smile, raised his hand and looked at his palm, is there a never-ending pattern, never fathomable. "You know, old fellow, not long after you left, the deity was gone."
Mo Qingye closed his eyes deeply, yes, the man he hated so much in this world also had friends.
"We're all old and have lived too long." Fei Tian's tone was full of distant relief, "If you don't leave, you won't be the same." yes, heh, it's time for us to go. After a pause, "Qingye, your father executed your mother just to cover up your background. However, he miscalculated a move. People will inevitably make mistakes. The gods are no exception. But he still loves you in the final analysis, after all, you are his blood, which cannot be changed at any time. β