Chapter 117: Farewell

It was autumn, Chang Xi begged for a glass of water and wine in a mortal world, sat under the porch, and listened to the joys and sorrows of the world. She took a sip and sighed at the love of the world, don't be bitter, don't ask for it, the most bitter is lovesickness.

She doesn't know how long she has been away from the Eastern Wilderness, the four seasons change, the plum blossoms are fragrant after the pomegranate blossoms, she is alone, standing in the center of memories, yearning for something to ask for a glass of acacia wine.

"Chang Xi Yuanjun?" there seemed to be a hesitant voice, probably not sure.

Chang Xi put down the cup, turned his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's Xiao Xianjun." ”

When she spoke, she didn't have the old friendship at all, the brother Xiu in her memory died in the bloody storm of Fengjing and never saw each other again. Now that he has drunk the water of Yaochi, why bother with each other, it is best to see each other and not know each other.

"Come on, come on, it's rare to meet an acquaintance, how about having a drink with me?" Chang Xi beckoned Jing Xiu to sit down, filled it for him, and said: "I know that the queen is very strict, but today, you know that I know, drink a cup." ”

"But it's irreverent. Jing Xiu raised her glass and drank it all, put down the cup before saying: "I heard that Yuanjun has been wandering around the world in recent years, I didn't believe it, but when I saw it today, it was really true." ”

"There are flowers in spring, there are moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter, and the four seasons in the mortal world are distinct, which is more charming than the place we are in. Chang Xi smiled, and then turned his eyes to look at Zhang Shengying on the stage.

Jing Xiu poured herself a glass of wine, raised her head and drank it all, and said as if she was inadvertently speaking: "Between the wine shops, it seems that I have seen the trace of the emperor in my life, but Ziweiyuan is far away, I think I am wrong." ”

Chang Xi lowered her eyes, since she left the Eastern Wilderness, in fact, Chonghua has been wandering by her side, but she never dared to appear in front of her, thinking that she was afraid that she would be annoyed. His temperament is like this, but he is always unable to advance or retreat in his own affairs, and it is difficult for him. Chang Xi got up, straightened his dress, and said openly: "Jingxiu Shangjun, a glass of wine is the front edge, you and I have the front edge." ”

Jing Xiu watched the red clothes disappear into his eyes in a daze, and he couldn't remember for a while what he had with Chang Xi Yuanjun in the Eastern Wilderness. He shook his head, since it was the front edge, and it was already over, it was useless to think about it, and it would only add to the trouble.

"Brother Xiu......"

It's just that when he left that mortal world, he seemed to hear someone calling out to him in a daze, and when he turned back, there was nothing.

After Jing Xiu left, Chang Xi came out of a vendor with a somewhat relieved look. I don't remember much of the people and things in Fengjing back then, but now they are all doing well, and she has enough of her wishes. In the past, she was obsessed too much, but now she wants to start this scene like flowing water, and she has nothing to worry about.

She carried a pot of wine and walked slowly, crossing the blue-blue stone road in the south of the Yangtze River, and the mottled stone road, recording the years here. Chang Xi sat down on the bank of a small river, leaning on a large rock, and the bright moon in autumn was also extraordinarily bright.

"The world is a big dream, how many times is life cool in autumn?" The riverside is clear and shallow, jumping Vega, tonight autumn evening. Chang Xi suddenly felt that this wine was very bland, and there was no taste of her own brewing, so she was thinking about whether to find a place to live, make a wine, and live a long time.

There is no place to go, ask Sansheng what is the drunken dream, she looked up at the bright moon, and suddenly missed Ziweiyuan, the bright moon above the sea of Yu Yuan, which is more beautiful than any place.

Through the mottled shadows of the trees, Chang Xi sighed and said, "I saw you, Chonghua." ”

Behind the shadow of the tree, it was clearly standing who was not Chonghua. He heard Chang Xi's voice, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't hold back his thoughts, slowly paced to her side, and said, "Are you okay?"

Chang Xi smiled back and said, "You follow me every day, but you ask me how I am doing?" ”

So the two were silent and looked at each other without saying a word. Chang Xi raised her head to look at the bright moon, there was the sound of insects chirping in her ears, and there was a familiar voice in the wind. Seeing that Chonghua on the side was about to make a move, she was quick with her eyes, holding Chonghua's wrist with her right hand, and her left hand had already caught the thing, which was a small paper kite.

Chonghua's eyes changed, as if some kind of memory had been awakened. When Chang Xi first came to Ziweiyuan, it was a dragon egg, which he hatched, and he also opened her mind, and Xiao Chang Xi was especially sticky to him at that time. Even if it was just in Ziweiyuan, she would run a big lap to tell him what had happened today. Later, he taught her this little trick, and this little paper kite held up all the time of her youth.

It's just that what happened later, Chonghua smiled bitterly, and it was all ruined by him.

It was Wujue's letter to Chang Xi, she hadn't returned to Donghuang for a long time, but she put a tracker on Wujue's body, and he could find her traces. So every once in a while, the small paper kites from the Eastern Wilderness or from Ziweiyuan flew to the mortal world rain or shine, and it was a bridge for their mother and son to communicate.

On the small letterhead, with just a few words, Chang Xi was already satisfied. When she noticed Chonghua's abnormality, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Who can teach you this paper kite?" he asked, hesitantly.

Chang Xi raised his eyebrows and smiled, didn't think about it, and said, "Naturally, it's Auntie." When she finished speaking, she was a little puzzled, but in the end she left it behind.

"Really?" Chonghua was gloomy, in her heart, most of the things that Ziweiyuan had learned in the past were all taught by Xuannu.

"Isn't it?" Chang Xi asked rhetorically, feeling weird, and blurted out, "Could it be that you taught it?" Her memories of Ziweiyuan's childhood are long gone, and all her memories began in Yujing Mountain, where all the joys and sorrows of her youth were recorded, as well as her close friends.

Chonghua shook his head and didn't speak again. Chang Xi felt bored, turned around and was about to leave, before leaving, she paused, and finally said the words in her heart, "You and I are not feeling good to say goodbye now, I said that you don't need to look for me, you better go back to Ziweiyuan." ”

"I did not seek you. "Chonghua Road.

Chang Xi really has no way to face the god who does not enter the oil, salt, firewood and rice, which is also her experience in recent years. "You know, if I really don't want to see you, you won't find me. ”

"Wujue is still young, he takes care of Donghuang and Ziweiyuan alone, you go back and help him. The current meaning is that if Chonghua still insists on following her, she has the intention of disappearing in front of everyone.

"Xiaoxiao, will you come back?" suddenly grabbed Chang Xi's hand, Chonghua asked.

Chang Xi glanced at Chonghua's hand, then at his chest, and then with the other hand on his chest, "Your injury, is it healed?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. "The injuries on my body have long been healed, but my heart is still bloody.

"Also, we gods, what injuries on our bodies are not good and fast, but Chonghua, the grievances of these years are not the end of the three swords. At that time, when she first got her memories back, she was resentful and extreme, she couldn't take care of the righteousness of the world, and her eyes were full of resentment towards Chonghua.

So time is really a good thing, and after only a few years, she has slowly calmed down. There may be tens of thousands of years between them, but if these tens of thousands of years are spent on resentment, it is really miserable. But if you let it go, you will be unwilling in the end, so Chang Xi chose to exile himself between heaven and earth.

Chang Xi was a little stunned, in a dilemma. "Tonight, you can go back after that. ”

"Good. Chonghua replied, he thought that one day, Chang Xi would come back, they also had a child, she would definitely come back, no matter what it was, as long as he looked up and saw that he was alive.

"Ziweiyuan in the future, if there is no Jue to take care of you, you can also take a rest. Chang Xi said, but she didn't know that since Chonghua entered the demon that day, almost all the affairs of this Ziweiyuan were on Wu Jue, even if Shen Yan knew that he wanted to ask for instructions, he didn't have to go through their emperor, anyway, their emperor was wandering all over the world, and he couldn't find it if he wanted to. However, they are young and young, and they are very sophisticated in handling things, and they have never made any mistakes at all.

Chonghua almost silently accompanied Chang Xi to admire the moon, the night breeze was cool, and he suddenly heard Chang Xi say: "After a while, I went to Yuyuan to watch the moonrise, above the sea, it is very beautiful." ”

Chonghua was surprised, Chang Xi was about to let go of the past, he held Chang Xi's hand tightly, and said solemnly: "The moonrise in Yu Yuan that day must be the best in tens of thousands of years." ”

Chang Xi probably guessed Chonghua's thoughts, and said: "Didn't you give me a Hehuan Bell, but unfortunately it was broken on the East China Sea, you go back and cast another one, the day the Hehuan Bell is good, it will be the time when I return." ”

The Hehuan bell was their original token, but it was indeed a pity that it was broken in the East China Sea. Chonghua naturally agreed, for him, it is not difficult to build a Hehuan bell, it just takes some time.

Parting words, but never thought that this place is a farewell, and it is difficult to see each other.