Chapter 4 Are You Going or Not Going?

I yawned and was sent out the door by the little lady who was dressed in red and purple.

Standing in front of the scorching palace gate - I just learned from the mouth of the little lady that this palace is called Yao Zi Divine Palace - it is very strange. While listening to the little lady's thanks, I inadvertently saw a certain little fairy maid in a captivating city.

It's really fateful.

I pointed at the little fairy maid in heavy blue and looked at the little lady, and said lightly, I look at the color of this little fairy's clothes with you...... Yao Zi Divine Palace is very incompatible, don't let her wear this color again.

The little lady nodded approvingly.

In this way, the mood is much more comfortable, except that he has never been able to get back the bargain on Jiuzhuo. After thinking about it secretly, there was probably nothing to do. waved goodbye to the big-eyed little lady, and drove the cloud head back slowly.

Coincidentally, I met the hurried Si Ming Xingjun on the road. I pulled the clouds to meet him:

"Si Ming Xingjun. ”

His purple robe dragged on the clouds, and his posture was very leisurely.

He arched his hand: "God." ”

I tightened my face and showed a good mood: "Thanks to Xingjun, I have had a good life for the past thirty years. ”

Xingjun looked confused for a while, and he didn't care much when he thought about it with me: "Oh...... Did you have a good time with God?"

"It's not just happy, it's the happiest day I've had in 100,000 years. ”

I'm not exaggerating.

In the first 20,000 years, Master took me in, and I was very happy. But that's not the happiest time. The first 500 years old, he was bullied by his brothers and sisters, worried about his homework, and worried about the catastrophe. Later, after the catastrophe, he survived by luck, and his cultivation was useless, and he didn't want to lose his master's face, so he rebuilt again. I meditate and meditate every day in order to improve my cultivation, so that the master would not be able to help when he went out to fight, but would drag his feet.

Later, after entering the demon path a few times, the master feathered. In the past 50,000 years, I have traveled all over the world, just to save some memories of my master.

In the past 20,000 years, except for the tribulation, he has been living in a daze, and he has been in the Infernal Prison in the past life. What day is not to live by the blood of the heart. If I have been confused for a few days, and I have some dreams, I can get a little shadow of those thirty years in a tenth of the nightmares, which is very satisfying, so I prefer to sleep in the Qingtong Cave.

Si Ming didn't answer for a while, and I looked at him sincerely: "Wuyang is also a grateful person, and Si Ming Xingjun can come to me if he has something in the future." ”

His eyes lit up, as if he had grasped something: "The little god has something to entrust to the gods." The little god has deposited some ...... in the place where the god dwells For a few things, I also asked God to help take care of them for ten days and half a month, so that God would not count the favors that God owed to the little god. ”

"What is it, is it easy to raise?" I haven't heard of that Si Ming Xingjun has any habits for thousands of years, and the only thing I heard that Si Ming likes round-haired foxes, I don't know if it's or not. The corners of my forehead jumped.

"It's not easy to raise," Si Ming said, "However, it may be better to raise the gods." There was something strange about his expression.

Well, I instinctively want to refuse the things that are not easy to raise, but my own Qingtong is here, and it is probably no problem to raise anything, not to mention that it is only ten days and half a month. I agreed remarkably, so that I could show my kindness, friendship, helpfulness, and other qualities with this junior.

After seeing the priest and saying goodbye, he floated home.

"When the phoenix is five hundred years old, it will be bathed in fire once, and if you are reborn or not, it depends on your creation. ”

When I was 399 years old, I was reminded by the Master of this heavenly calamity. Five hundred years old, according to the algorithm of the mortal world, he is just a child who has not grown his milk teeth. The little gods everywhere were very leisurely, but I was already worried about the catastrophe.

After I crossed the threshold of 400 years old, I was inspired by the third senior brother, except for the senior brother who never went home, from the second senior brother to the twelfth and eleventh senior brothers, they all took turns to be close to me.

It's been tight for almost a hundred years.

Yin Chen, the ninth senior brother who used to make fun of me for no reason, began to urge me to be more motivated, practice and meditate well. Lest a thunderbolt come down, I will not be reborn from the fire, but will be roasted. He said at the time: "Well, little thirteen, you look pretty good, but it was a roasted little pheasant that was killed by the thunder that day, and it must be delicious." But Senior Brother Nine doesn't eat meat, so he will find a place to bury you properly. ”

I really remember it.

I was ranked thirteenth under Master's Silent Sect, but since I entered Master's Door, I have only seen nine senior brothers and two senior sisters. I don't have a twelve-brother brother.

I once asked my poisonous tongue Ninth Senior Brother Yin Chen, he was silent, his expression was rare serious, he said: "Little Thirteen, do you really want to know why you are ranked thirteenth and there is no Twelfth Senior Brother?"

I looked at him and nodded earnestly.

He also said: "This is a forbidden talk on our Kunlun Mountain, and it is also a secret. Do you really want to listen?"

I nodded again with great seriousness.

He said you swear.

I swore that I would not tell anyone.

He dragged me into the dark, and looked around mysteriously to see that there was no acquaintance, and his long narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed at me: "Come here, I'll tell you." ”

I leaned my ear over to listen, and after waiting for a while, he said in my ear: "Actually, we don't have a little twelve in Kunlun Mountain. I don't know why. But I know why you can't be ranked twelve, only thirteenth. ”

I nodded cautiously and moved closer.

He said in my ear with great clarity: "You are thirteenth because thirteen means stupid...... You are stupid. ”

Later, the whole Kunlun Mountain knew that Xiao Thirteen chased and killed her ninth senior brother Yin Zhen for eighty-seven years.

Because of this, I hate people who don't know me very well and call me Little Thirteen, and I always feel that there is a bit of ridicule in it.

"That's why you don't allow me to call you Little Thirteen? You remember clearly about your master, so I'll call you Yangyang. The black dragon lying in my tree hole looked at me lazily and said shamelessly.

I tried to laugh, but this man couldn't beat him, and he couldn't get rid of him. I can only try to move people with emotion.

"Uncle Jiuzhuo, you see that my tree hole is so big that I can't afford to support a great god like you. ”

After two hours of arduous negotiations, my name is Uncle Jiuzhuo, and it is already very smooth. I opened my eyes wide, and fakely stored two packs of tears, looking pitifully at this Jiuzhuo, who was not much older than me, but one order higher in seniority.

That look is really pitiful, I see a pitiful face.

Although I think a 100,000-year-old phoenix is full of a sense of discord.

This trick was used to deal with the second senior brother back then, the master was very busy, and the second senior brother was in charge of his homework and daily life on weekdays. Every time the second senior brother punished me to go to the wall to clean Kunlun Mountain as a coolie, I had time to find the master and he pretended to cry, I don't know if the master really can't see it or can see it, in short, I often succeed and leisurely eat a few handfuls of melon seeds in front of the second senior brother.

No one forced me to do my homework anymore, and no one protected me anymore, but this trick had to be used again, but fortunately, I didn't get rusty for tens of thousands of years.

He glanced at me, but didn't say anything: "I don't think your place is small, I'm just here to recuperate for ten days and half a month." I was annoyed to death by those junior immortals all day long in Jiuzhi Mountain, and I just hid here for half a month. Why, do you think that the little friendship between me and your master is not enough for you to support me for half a month?"

This ploy was of little use, and I was very unhappy, and was silent, "Enough is enough......

"Then don't talk nonsense with me, go make something to eat. I've told you so much, I'm a little hungry. "Someone with his forehead is even more conscious of calling others.

I grinned and confessed to it: "What do you want to eat?" Sometimes it's a simple thing to accept your fate, when you find that no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of the scoundrel.

"It's in your house, you can do whatever you want. He pulled a blanket with white fur and put it over his body, "Call me when the meal is ready." ”

I have been silently reciting eighteen times for only ten days and half a month, and by the way, I have greeted the family of an unspeakable person. Then he turned his eyes away from the good-looking scoundrel and resigned himself to his fate.

He shouted from afar: "Call me Jiuzhuo, I don't like you to call me uncle." ”

I haven't cooked for a long time, and I'm the only one on Dongyu Mountain with a few wild animals for a long time, and the skill of cooking is really not practical. He made two side dishes and a bowl of porridge and served them on the table next to him.

didn't dislike turnip and cabbage, Jiuzhuo rarely sat there quietly to eat. The scene was inexplicably familiar, and I watched his strands of hair slipping out of the black satin that had been tied in a daze.

"Why Yangyang, are you staring at me like this to drive me away or ...... Have you taken a fancy to me?" he had put down his chopsticks leisurely, "Well, it tastes good." That smug look inexplicably wanted people to prick him with toothpicks all over his face.

"Jiuzhuo~" My greasy and crooked voice startled myself as soon as I came out.

"Huh?" he didn't get tired of saying anything, "you really like me?"

"I actually want to ask you, at the beginning, you and the Luo Ming Candle were about to get married, and her most difficult cousin Candle Yin nodded too much, but why did you not marry her in the end?

The pain is sobering.

Although this is an act of revealing people's scars and driving people away, I am really curious.

In those years, my nearly 100,000-year-old girl's bird's heart has not died, probably because there are not many peach blossoms in the past 100,000 years. I remember one year at the Pan Tao Party, the female water god on the next hill who couldn't help but get along with each other was invited four times or three times, and I sat with her and a few Jurchens and fairies to drink together.

At that time, I drank peach blossom stuffed wine, and I had a few peaches at hand. Those goddesses and immortals are very arrogant, and after drinking all the wine, they began to pull their own emotional entanglement history, some of which are like a book from heaven, and some of which are vivid with twists and turns. There is a little fairy who is handsome and has a peach-like face. She drank too much, staggered and counted her dozens of peach blossoms for three thousand years, and asked me while burping: "The gods must be tens of thousands of years old today, right? Why don't you talk about the peach blossom history of the gods? I'm afraid that the river can't be finished that day, right?"

I snorted and said I was drinking, and I ended up getting myself drunk. Since then, I have never been to the peach club of the Queen Mother of the West.

At that time, I didn't have any peach blossoms, and it is said that a white sawa in the Western Barren Mountains once took a fancy to me. But then he died of nothing, and he married the princess of the ghost clan.

After thirty years of tribulation in the mortal world, I really like that mortal husband. I called him husband, and he never called me a lady. When he was forced to do so, he said he liked me, but he never married me. And he had no relationship with the fairies, and he was accepted in the reincarnation path.

After a thousand years of silence, I fell in love with the person in front of me, Jiuzhuo.

Jiuzhuo hundreds of years ago is not much different from the skin when I first saw him tens of thousands of years ago, Danfeng's eyes are still dangerously tight, and the corners of his lips are pursed all day long, as if he is not smiling. In terms of personality, he is probably more cunning and cunning, and no one can get half a cent from him.

I really don't know why I didn't fall in love with him at first sight tens of thousands of years ago, chased after him, and the later moths of the province bloomed everywhere.

When I fell in love with him, he was a rare little fox. The pure white little fox was nothing special, but he held it in his arms, carefully cleaned the blood marks caught by the wolf, and skillfully bandaged the little fox with his clothes. The slender and white fingers like jade carved clouds shuttled between the claws of the little fox.

The fur of the little fox is like the white juice of a weed, and it is very tender.

For a moment, I thought that he could be so good to a little fox, and he could be so good to me. His eyes were a little like my dead mortal husband. I heard that there is a five-fold tree in the Western Wilderness, and the fruit that bears on it is called five-fold tree. The so-called three souls and seven spirits of people's hearts. Therefore, some people say that if the fruit is eaten, it can give birth to life and death, flesh and bones. I went to beg for him. But I fought with that Bai Ze in the Western Wilderness, and the fruit I got back failed to recall that person. After taking care of that irrelevant person for a hundred years, he said to me that it is extremely rare to have someone who is willing to be so good to you.

Suddenly, I had the heart to make him so kind to me.

But these things are not self-conscious and self-inflicted now. It's no different from the stupid lady who has been crying in the mortal world for a hundred and eighty years.