The Pleiades Star King was in charge, and the round cake-like sun rolled in the sky a few times, drawing out several rounds of heat out of thin air.

I built a pergola in one hand and looked at the sky, and a peach in the other hand was nibbling.

"It's hot?" Lin Zhiqing, who was sitting next to him, handed over a fan, "Abandon Hong, you can use spells." ”

I didn't hesitate, I only took the fan, didn't answer him, and continued to cover my forehead with the fan to look at the sky.

In a blink of an eye, it has been ten days and a half months since the little prince of the Bai Ze clan left, and Ah Mao has also woken up for ten days and a half months. It seems that everyone is happy to hear it - the person I want to save is alive, and the person I don't want to mess with is gone. I will cross Ah Mao's half-body cultivation again, let him go through a catastrophe and become an immortal, and I can guard him for the rest of his life. However, the only fly in the ointment of such a stall is that although Ah Mao can accept the general existence of demon gods, he can't accept that I am an immortal.

It's very frustrating.

Zhong Yin sat with me on the hillside where the grass grew and the warbler flew: "Thirteen, what did you tell him?"

I frowned and ate the lotus seeds he handed over and thought for a long time: "Well, that's what I said." ”

On that day, the weather was very good. Recently, the weather has been very good every day. I sat on the cold jade bed in the cave for a long time, and when I saw Zhong Yin leave in a bad mood, I crawled out of the cave. In the huge sun, my mother, that Ah Mao is not standing decently under a green willow tree, with an outstanding posture, Zhong Yin did not lie to me, so I was very happy.

I jumped up behind him and slapped him on the back. I thought that the Ah Mao I saw looking back was smiling, surprised or moved, I have thought about every action of him in the past hundred years, for example, he will say that you have waited for me for so many years; For example, thank you for saving me. For example, if you abandon red, you will become more and more beautiful; For example, is it okay for us to get married if we abandon red?

I stood neatly, my hands twisted and folded together, smiling toothlessly and gracefully, waiting for him to speak to me.

I saw the man next to me take a few steps back and frown, he was far away from me in a green shirt.

"Abandon Hong, you are now a god of Wuyang?" he said.

I paused, and it wasn't what I thought it would be. I twisted the thumb of my right hand in my left sleeve and comforted myself, probably because he had just woken up and couldn't appreciate my fairy posture for a while. It is true that I am a little sloppy, and my yellow robe is soaked in blood, and I naturally can't expect Zhong Yin to comb my hair or anything before leaving. It's very inappropriate.

"Yes, Ah Mao, you can still call me to abandon red, I just abandon red. "I didn't feel anything wrong, but I still said eagerly.

The green shirt bent down to meet me with a big gift, "I have seen God, Zhiqing is not talented, and God has been taking care of him for a hundred years, which is really too much, and I dare not be disrespectful." ”

He is so familiar with this set, when have you seen it? About a hundred years ago, I met with him with the emperor of the Yin Kingdom at that time? I asked him how he could do this set so skillfully, as if he was born to know how to do it, and he replied to me, when no one saw it, it would be good to practice more against the wall. Has he practiced this rhetoric with me many times? But why is it so angry?

I said dryly: "Tell me to abandon red, I like you to call me to abandon red." ”

There was something in his eyes that struggled and struggled: "God, Zhiqing is a mortal, and he doesn't dare to be courteous." ”

I choked in my throat, and when Ah Mao was serious, he was so serious, I didn't know what to do. When I was in the school, there was a time when Ah Mao contracted typhoid fever and rested at home for a few days, and he asked me to bring him homework, and I wanted to coax him to say that he had no homework, and when I saw him in the lecture, I saw that he was too enlightened, so I pretended that today's homework was so difficult that I didn't know what it meant, and the master said that the homework of these days was to figure out what the book said. He told me a few times, and I asked him in a daze, "If Master asks me if I can borrow your idea?" He smiled and said yes, anyway, he has four or five different opinions on this matter.

I vaguely remember that in those days, the master was talking about "Zhuangzi Autumn Water".

A few days later, I went to his house to tell him what the master had taught in class, and he always sat on the couch with his lips pursed, with a pair of almond eyes and a little smile. Later, when he resumed class, he learned that his master had left a large amount of schoolwork, so he punished himself for standing on the plum blossom pile for two whole days. I always knew that the Master would punish the perverse disciples who didn't do their schoolwork, but Ah Mao was not, Ah Mao was sick, and the Master said that he would not punish the sick, but Ah Mao said that the rules could not be broken. Cheng then came because I myself stood on the plum blossom pile more than four feet high, and I was so frightened that I screamed, so I didn't continue to stand. I knew that all I could do was stand with him on the plum blossom pile.

There was a time when I wanted to yell at Lin Zhiqing, what is the special etiquette of etiquette. Lin Zhiqing's calm face was indifferent, I will go and ask Your Majesty for a doctor. The majesty in his mouth is Feng Chu, the widow of the Great Yin, who was thrown off the dragon court by the rebels not long after he became the emperor, he is not a wise monarch, but he has not had time to do anything ridiculous. He's still very timid.

Lin Zhiqing is the widow of the prime minister I heard of who was cut down by the old emperor. He told me that etiquette is etiquette, loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness. If you don't swear to follow Emperor Dayin, you will be disloyal and unfilial, and you will not be able to enter the ancestral tomb and see your ancestors.

Loyalty and filial piety have never left half a word for me.

At that time, I was thinking deeply about a word called foolish loyalty, and I planned to use this to convince him, far away from the government, far away from war, and far away from death. Without a tirade and convincing logical reasoning, Lin Zhiqing would definitely not believe me.

So I annoyed Ah Mao to talk to me about etiquette, and as soon as he talked about it, he became the arrogant and indifferent Lin Zhiqing.

"Lin Zhiqing, tell me to give up red. If you don't, the person who renounces the red will die. I whispered.

"Qihong was originally dead, even Lin Zhiqing. He replied.

"Didn't I save you back? You're still alive, and so is the Red Band. I grabbed his sleeve, "I'll spend half your life cultivating again, and when you are in the immortal class, you and I will stay together, okay?"

He frowned: "If you say this, you are really dead." You are a god, and you no longer know how to abandon the mind of red. You say this like a heartless fairy. ”

"What about the immortals? What's wrong with the immortals?" I was a little really broken, "The immortals are not ruthless, and the immortals are not just able to do whatever they want, Lin Zhiqing, do you think I won't be sad when you say this?

He was silent for a long time, and I looked at him for a long time.

"Immortals, immortals only know the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and how can they ever understand half a word of human hearts, you talk about reincarnation and mercy for sentient beings, but no one takes sentient beings to heart. He lowered his head, his long inky hair covering half of his eyes, and his hands crunched in his sleeves. But this is half similar to what the demon god said.

Zhong Yin was silent, and I was silent. His freshly peeled lotus seeds were handed to me, and I was so busy eating them that I didn't have time to speak, so I was so quiet.

After being silent for a long time, Zhong Yin looked at me with a faint look in his eyes, and I put the last lotus seed in my mouth and looked back at him.

"At this time, you still want to eat. He handed it over again.

I took the lotus seed with infinite melancholy: "I eat a few more lotus seeds and eat a few less, Lin Zhiqing's thoughts about me and the gods will not change because of a lotus seed and a half." ”

"And then?"

Then, and then ......, "I scratched my forehead," and Ah Mao felt that the words were a bit heavy, and reluctantly agreed to call me abandoned...... It's gone. ”

"You humans are so complex. Zhong Yin said.

I listened to this and was in a trance. What he said is very reasonable, I have been an immortal for nearly 70,000 years, whether I am at ease or embarrassed, and I have never been hurt like this. Master was feathered back then, and I naturally hated that I couldn't go with him, but it was only that no one has been able to protect me since then, and there is no one to rely on anymore.

Zhong Yin Shenjun's words are very good, and sure enough, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders. I was amazed. Sigh and sigh...... Eh, how did this Zhong Yin do my side to peel lotus seeds with me kindly?

I rubbed my eyebrows, remembering that it was almost three or five days after Lin Zhiqing was done, and I was arguing with Ah Mao whether the gods needed fans and whether the spell was used to cool off, when a steaming purple cloud floated over from the western sky, and I made a bet with Ah Mao and said, "This cloud must be raining." ”

Ah Mao looked at it, and his eyes didn't blink: "When Zhongyin Shenjun comes." ”

I wondered, "How do you know that this is not a rain cloud, and how do you know that it is Zhong Yin?"

His eyes darkened: "It's not that I have received a lot of blood from you, I saw this cloud when Zhongyin Shenjun left that day, and I thought that the aura of your immortals was different." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a few drops of rain fell and hit his face. I looked at him with a frown on his face.

However, when I went to look at the steaming clouds again, a fairy in a brocade robe floated down from it, smashing it in front of my face impartially, with a pair of eyes full of autumn water, looking at me affectionately and gently:

"Thirteen. ”