Chapter 100 Final
Danxue Mountain, Wanling Hall.
When the sun is shining, the dog is dressed in gold, the double shadow is reflected on the water, and the cocoon is broken and the butterfly pavilion is looking for the fragrance of tea.
The hall master poured a cup of hot tea for the old man opposite: "Ziwei Xingjun, please!" ”
The old-looking Ziwei Xingjun picked up the teacup, took a sip of it shallowly, and said: "A story for good tea is worth it." ”
"So, although the little god in the story deliberately let his father miss the fate of the dew marriage, and ended this life with his life in exchange for his life, he can't end his endless cycle of reincarnation?" The hall master stroked his long gray beard and asked thoughtfully.
Ziwei Xingjun put down the teacup and looked at the afterglow of Xiqian with unfinished eyes: "Actually, a god once hinted at her that people in her previous life were the most important existence for her. ”
"Remember, if Qingge doesn't die, you will cease to exist. ”】
This is the last sentence that Ziwei Xingjun said to her when Xi Ci walked into the magic mirror, whether she will be in the next life or not is determined by Qingge's life and death.
"So...... This has nothing to do with her father's marriage? The hall master frowned slightly, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart that there were no such stupid disciples under the sect, but he didn't know that this demon god had appeared in his world.
Ziwei Xingjun let out an obscure "um", and motioned to the hall master to pour tea for himself with his eyes, and the hall owner took the teapot and filled it with his teacup: "Then she didn't come for nothing?" ”
"Naturally, it's not in vain, if something happened in her previous life, it just changed her background in the next life, and it can be regarded as getting rid of the dismantling of this world." Ziwei Xingjun recalled that she was soft-spoken and restless at that time, but she was also glad that she made such a choice.
When the hall master heard this, he seemed to have come up with a reason: "That's right, only by jumping out of the five elements and not in the Three Realms can she completely end the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation. ”
Ziwei Xingjun looked at him, his eyes were blank, and he said plausibly: "It's just ...... Moving her ending back to the first meeting, there is nowhere to pursue, it seems that she woke up from a dream and disappeared"
"Everything is fate, everyone in the world is a passerby, think carefully about the past, why mortals often say that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, maybe all the twists and turns are just for the moment when they meet in the next life." The hall master glanced at the palm of the magic mirror, and raised his eyes to talk and laugh with him.
Ziwei Xingjun was stunned when he heard this, and immediately smiled: "Haha, what the hall master said is true." ”
At this time, a nine-tailed Xuanhu rushed to the hem of the hall master's clothes with lightning speed.
"Autumn Field~" Fengyang Shangshen walked towards the pavilion with a long look, and saw that the hall master and Ziwei Xingjun were there, so he rushed forward.
"Fengyang is a god." Ziwei Xingjun nodded at him.
"Fengyang is a god." When the hall master saw him, his expression was quite stiff, but he had to smile at each other, thinking that he would be disturbed a lot on weekdays.
Feng Yang nodded at them with a smile and arched his hand: "Hall Master, Ziwei Xingjun." ”
After that, he poured himself two cups of tea with a dry mouth, and after drinking them all, he asked, "The two of you are so Yaxing, have you seen my little fox?" ”
Ziwei raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the hall master with interest, only to see that the hall master had an embarrassed look on his face, and hinted with his eyes that Feng Yang had what he was looking for under the hem of his clothes.
Feng Yang Shang smiled and dragged the nine-tailed Xuanhu out from under the hem of the hall master's clothes, and then with a "bang", the Xuanhu turned into a handsome and bewitching man, and walked back angrily: "It's all your fault, I drove my peach blossom luck away!" ”
"Oh, Qiuye ~ What's so good about peach blossom luck, wouldn't it be nice to travel with me all over the world?" Feng Yang smiled and coaxed him all the way.
Qiu Ye was displeased to shake him off and put his hand on him: "Get out, I'm tired of seeing your face!" ”
"Then I'll give you a different one every day, how about it?" As she spoke, Fengyang turned around and turned into a delicate little girl.
Seeing this, Qiu Ye felt a bad chill, and immediately ran away again, Feng Yang happily continued to catch up: "Qiu Ye ~ wait for me ~"
Looking at their backs coming and going, Ziwei Xingjun asked with interest, "They look really happy." ”
"The old man can't appreciate it." The hall master hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand.
In the Divine Bird Clan, under the protection of the gods of Fengyang, Qiu Ye can also be regarded as half a disciple of Wanlingtang.
Ziwei Xingjun raised his head slightly, looked at Haoyue, who replaced the Sun Wheel, and asked softly: "The Heavenly Monarch is about to feather and return to nothingness, His Royal Highness Nanxiu will succeed the Lord of the Nine Heavens, have you prepared a generous gift for the new monarch?" ”
"Hmm...... The Nine Heavens are employing people, and the disciples under my sect are also worried about not being able to rank in the immortal class, so I plan to send a few disciples up to work for them. The hall master replied solemnly, and then asked him, "What have you prepared?" ”
"Me? Hehe...... Naturally, it is also a great gift that kills two birds with one stone. Ziwei Xingjun smiled obscurely.
Tens of thousands of years have passed since Shen Zhou was resurrected in the ghost realm, and the Heavenly Monarch is about to feather, and Nan Xiu is preparing to succeed to the throne.
At this time, the Demon Realm was also about to move, and Ziwei Xingjun was ready to fight for the two realms and was ready to add fuel to the fire.
He planned to take this opportunity to harvest Shenghua Tianjun and Demon Venerable in one fell swoop, refine them into beads, and exchange them for the Yuan Shen Beads of the Demon God Ancestor on the Liangyi Wheel.
In this way, he can not only defend the heavenly realm, but also resurrect the ancestor of the demon god, killing two birds with one stone.
Leaving Danxue Mountain, Ziwei Xingjun came to the junction of yin and yang again, standing at the ferry and waiting for the ferryman to dock.
"Ziwei Xingjun, I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, don't come unharmed." After the ferryman docked, he gave up.
Ziwei Xingjun returned the salute: "Thanks to you, everything is fine." ”
The Lethe River was gloomy, and the wind carried the sigh in his ears, and the ferryman suddenly asked softly, "Are you here to see them?" ”
"I'm here to guide them." Ziwei Xingjun knew who the ferryman was referring to by "they".
When the ferryman heard this, he looked at him with a smile: "Hehehehehe, then who will guide you in the maze?" ”
"Myself." Ziwei Xingjun raised his eyes and replied without thinking.
The ferryman tilted his head slightly and asked in confusion, "Then why can't they make their own decisions?" ”
Ziwei Xingjun was speechless for a moment, and said: "If you are strict with yourself, you can give some face, you don't have to debunk it, right?" ”
After hearing this, the ferryman laughed, and shook his head helplessly: "You and I are both ancient gods, after millions of years, we have seen the changes of the Six Realms, why can't we let go of the past?" ”
"Because I am still me, and you have long been washed away by the long river of history with the passage of time, and mistakenly think that this is tolerance, but I don't know that it is connivance." Ziwei Xingjun looked at the other side with an expressionless face.
He has no intention of blaming anyone, although this world is not black and white, but when the truth of a thing is clearly known to everyone, but they choose to turn a blind eye and go with the flow, they know that there is a lonely road ahead, and bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable.
The ferryman knew the meaning of his words and did not continue to argue, so the gods of the underworld and the heavenly realm fell into a short silence on this boat.
After going ashore, he exchanged courtesies and polite thanks, and then went against the grain.
Sanssouci Pavilion, the most prosperous and lively place in the ghost realm, Shen Zhou and Yun Yao's queen mother and son are here, and they have started to make a living as a post station in the underworld.
Although it is a post station in the underworld, it is full of eating, drinking and having fun, and the gambling house and flower building are even more famous.
Ziwei Xingjun looked at the Sanssouci Pavilion that was being run vigorously, and the corners of his mouth curled into an obscure smile.
This was once the residence of the Ghost Emperor in the wine, and it was also the gathering place where the ancestor of the demon god, the demon venerable and the demon emperor drank together.
Looking at the prosperity in front of him, Ziwei Xingjun vaguely seemed to hear the four of them talking and laughing, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared, he shook his head with a wry smile, and then saw Shen Zhou wearing a demon mask standing at the door, trying to break through the barrier.
This enchantment raised their mother and son in the Sanssouci Pavilion, watching the non-ghosts and gods who came in and out, and there were many questions in their hearts.
But for the heavenly realm, Shen Zhou is the shame of colluding with the demons, even if he is resurrected, no one can know, so he wears a mask all the year round on the grounds of his ugly face, and is called the ugly shopkeeper of Sanssouci Pavilion in the ghost realm.
A girl with familiar eyebrows and eyes walked up behind Shen Zhou and pouted and complained, "Ugly shopkeeper, how long will I have to work before I leave?" ”
Shen Zhou was stunned when he heard this, as if he was speaking, and then slowly turned around and said: "The pay in the underworld is low and the price is high, so naturally it will take some time to complete the debt payment. ”
The girl thought for a moment, tilted her head in confusion and asked him: "I just drank a few jars of wine from you, should you see that I am a demon and don't understand the rules of the ghost realm in the underworld, so I maliciously tricked me into being a running hall for you, right?" ”
"That, that, those jars of wine are rare live wine in the underworld, dedicated to the gods, and it is very valuable." Although Shen Zhou responded to her with some stumbling, he didn't dare to look into her eyes because of his weak heart.
"But I said, I'm the princess of the demon clan, Qingge, how can I do such a thing as eating an overlord meal, when I return to the demon world, I will naturally send someone to send money." Qingge said aggrieved and said with a little impatience.
Shen Zhou stood with his hands in his hands and asked softly, "Why did the princess of the demon clan come to the ghost realm?" ”
"I, I, I...... Wow, forget it! Qingge didn't want to tell him about the water realm, and he couldn't make up any other reason for a while, so he didn't bother to explain to him, turned his head and busied, and the sound of the silver bracelet colliding with the arc of the hand was quite rhythmic.
The first time I tried to open the water realm with the Qingcang Sword, I came to the ghost realm from the Demon Realm Changmian River, and walked into the Sanssouci Pavilion because of the excitement, and after drinking a few jars of aging, I was ready to go home, but the shopkeeper did not recognize the currency of the Demon Realm, and no one was willing to exchange coins with her, so I had to stay in the Sanssouci Pavilion to pay off the debt.
Seeing that she finally gave up convincing herself, Shen Zhou slowly breathed a sigh of relief, a light smile on the corner of his mouth under the mask, and whispered to himself: "I said, I will remember all your voices, I'm so glad ......"
I'm really glad that I'm still alive and have the opportunity to see her, although I don't know how the queen mother did it, but as long as she can live, everything has infinite possibilities.
At this moment, Yun Yao Tianhou sat on a rocking chair in the courtyard, frowning and recalling how she came here and how she resurrected the sinking boat.
"The Queen Mother?" Seeing her in a daze, Shen Zhou couldn't help but call softly.
Yun Yao came back to her senses and looked at him with a kind face: "It's a sinking boat." ”
"Well, Queen Mother, are you still thinking about what happened?" Shen Zhou walked behind her and gave her a gentle squeeze on the shoulder.
Yun Yao sighed helplessly: "Alas, but the queen mother is so confused that she can't think of anything, if she can think about it, she will be able to know who trapped us here and what her intentions are." ”
"Although the bell must be tied to the bell, since the other party intends to seal us here, he doesn't plan to let us out, and he just gives me a place to live, but ...... You have been here with me for tens of thousands of years after you have wronged my mother, and my son is really guilty. Shen Zhou said as he spoke, stopping all the movements in his hand.
Yun Yaotian heard the loss in his tone, and hurriedly held his hand: "Shen Zhou, for you, the queen mother also has no regrets, but you can't say these words that make the queen mother worry again." ”
"Yes, Queen Mother." Shen Zhou smiled knowingly and nodded in agreement.
At the same time, an uninvited guest came to the flower building, and as soon as he sat down, Qingge stepped forward to greet him and said, "Hello this guest officer, do you want to turn over the yin card or the yang card?" ”
The old-looking Ziwei Xingjun scrutinized her carefully, and after a long time, a trace of surprise and abruptness flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled kindly: "Yang card." ”
"Yang?" Qingge hesitated for a moment, worried that the other party would repeat his retreat, and suddenly approached and asked him mysteriously: "Yang Cai card also has to pay the currency of the underworld, I don't know if the guest officer is prepared?" ”
"Of course." He smiled.
After coming for a few days, it seems that except for himself, he really hasn't seen anyone who doesn't have the currency of the underworld, Qingge nodded at him a little frustratedly: "Okay, the little one will go get the menu, and the guest officer, please wait." ”
As she spoke, she ran to the counter again to get the menu, Ziwei Xingjun looked through it carefully, and finally only ordered a pot of tea.
Just when Qingge went to make tea for Ziwei Xingjun, Shen Zhou came back from the backyard and walked to the counter, but he couldn't see Qingge's figure around, and he was inevitably a little flustered, worried that she would say goodbye, and couldn't help but call: "Qingge, Qingge?" ”
"Coming, coming, coming!" Qingge ran out angrily with tea, and pouted at him unhappily: "I shouted so urgently when I didn't see him for a while, are you afraid that I will pay the bill?" ”
Shen Zhou was slightly embarrassed: "Ahem, you misunderstood, I'm because of ......"
Looking at them who met again from a distance, Ziwei Xingjun supported his cheeks with one hand, and sighed with a light smile: "Zongqing was also in love with Shaoguang, and he favored you in the years, but after all, he ...... Still not too complete. ”
After that, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, he was not a son who was trapped in this game for a long time, and then he pressed the tea money under a tea cup and quietly left.
When Qingge and Shen Zhou finished arguing, they turned around and saw that the guest officer who had ordered the pot of tea in his hand had left, and the tea money was pressed under the empty teacup.
She put the tea down, took out the netherworld paper money under the teacup, shrugged helplessly, picked up the tea, turned back to the counter and handed the money to Shen Zhou: "Oh, ugly shopkeeper." ”
"What is this?" Shen Zhou looked at the tea she had held in her hand for a long time, and looked at her in puzzlement.
"I'm afraid I'm in a hurry." After she finished speaking, she then put her mouth to the spout of the teapot and took a big sip of tea, as if it was the hard tea that the guest invited herself, and the silver bracelet made a crisp collision sound again when she raised her hand.
Her actions, and the hazy silhouette of the nameless woman who appeared beside Shen Zhou during the eye injury in the Heavenly Realm, overlapped instantly, and gradually strengthened all of Shen Zhou's conjectures.
Qingge was stared at like this, and naturally felt a little uncomfortable: "Why are you staring at me?" Guests don't, can't I drink it? ”
"It's nothing, I just want to ask if you still lack a few pastries with tea." Shen Zhou put down the abacus in his hand and asked softly.
Qingge was a little surprised: "Are you serious?" ”
"You don't want to eat?" Shen Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked.
Qingge didn't think about it, and immediately responded: "Yes!" ”
Then Shen Zhou took out a plate of pastries from the kitchen, sat on the side and looked at Qingge, who had been busy for a long time and could finally eat something at leisure, seeing her satisfied, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it delicious?" ”
"Mmmm, delicious." Qingge nodded like a chicken pecking rice, with a happy smile on his face.
Shen Zhou clasped his hands to his chest and leaned back slightly: "After eating, work hard, after all, this pastry is quite expensive, enough for you to work for a few more days." ”
"What? Isn't that what you invited me to eat? Qingge was shocked when he heard this.
Shen Zhou under the mask smiled and asked, "When did I say I would invite you to eat?" ”
"You, you, you, profiteers!" Qingge slapped the table angrily, pointed at him and couldn't think of how to scold him for a while, and finally only squeezed out the word "profiteer".
Seeing that the goal was achieved, he reassured: "I won't tease you, I'm inviting you to eat." ”
"Really?" Qingge withdrew the hand pointing at his nose, still suspicious.
"Really." He nodded sincerely.
Qingge still didn't believe him: "Why? ”
Shen Zhou raised his eyes and looked at her: "No, I just want to invite you to eat." ”
Qingge, who was teased, wanted to tease him to regain his momentum: "Huh? Aren't you...... Fell in love with my beauty and intended to buy my stomach with this small favor? ”
"You say yes, then it is." Shen Zhou did not refute, but raised his hand and touched his mask, seeing that she was eating happily, he hesitated to take off the mask and drink together as in the past.
"Hmph, that's true!"
At this moment, Qingge was very proud, grabbed a piece of pastry and was about to send it to her mouth, Shen Zhou suddenly took off her mask, stretched out her head and ate the pastry in her hand: "So what? ”
Qing Ge was stunned when he saw his true face, this rumored ugly shopkeeper is not ugly at all, could it be that the beauty and ugliness of the underworld are the opposite of the demon world?
In an instant, her heart was inexplicably cramped, and this kind of man was very in line with her aesthetics.
Just as she was about to ask something, the seal of Sanssouci Pavilion suddenly weakened, and Shen Zhou rushed to the porch vigilantly and looked around, trying to find the initiator.
However, the initiator has already gone to the bank of the Lechuan River, Ziwei Xingjun shook the folding fan in his hand, and with every step, he was regaining his youth little by little.
As an ancient god, he has witnessed the lives of countless living beings, back and forth but can still end from the beginning, although it is to make people, but people who are shallow are like this.
However, he, Ziwei Xingjun, refused to accept his fate, no matter how many times he needed to go around and around, he was willing to accompany him to the end.
When the seal was completely unsealed, he looked back at Sanssouci Pavilion in the distance, and the corners of his mouth were filled with an unfathomable smile: "Everything has just begun, please wait and see." ”
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