“......”

Why does gossip make people cry?

The two people who were drinking were stunned for a while, but one was very clear in their hearts, and the other was at a bottom in their hearts, but it was a coincidence that they both felt a little embarrassed.

The immortal under the moon thought about it and thought it would be better to say something, so he asked, "You...... When did you come back?"

However, he didn't get the slightest response, and the air froze, which seemed to be even more embarrassing.

The peach branches did not move, and the tears fell like beads with broken threads, but they did not make a sound.

She held back so hard that her cheeks were red, her eyes were red, her nose was red, and her mouth was red—like a peach wet from the rain.

Bu Xiao's heart tightened, and finally sighed, put down the white jade cup, walked to Taozhizhi's side, took her hand, didn't say a word, and pinched a magic trick.

“......”

Looking at the instantly empty marriage hall, the immortals under the moon felt even more embarrassed.

"No, this wine is only halfway drunk, how can you leave?!Can't the three of us sit down and have a good talk?...... I don't know how to respect the old and love the young!" suddenly remembered that according to the algorithm of flowers and trees, Tao Zhizhi was actually still young, so he immediately changed his words: "Forget your friends when you see it!"

He is used to pouring himself drinks, and he doesn't need anyone to accompany him, but halfway through this story, he is booming, but he is pinched and broken, which is inevitably unwilling.

This kind of unwillingness spread quickly in his heart like an epidemic, and even hooked out his old regrets.

So he sighed and read two sentences, but suddenly he wanted to ask the question that Qi Xiao asked.

Do you live to die......

Thinking about Buxiao, who was not free, and then thinking about the tragic story of the first god of war and the martyrdom, the immortals under the moon were quickly comforted inexplicably, and felt that their regrets were not a big deal.

It's just that......

"Some people say that when Lie and Ci went to the shrine, they were beaten by the ban and their souls were scattered, although the immortals felt the pain of martyrdom, but they felt that they died in the same place, and the two of them could be regarded as achieving a sense of double residence and double flight; Some people said that Fenggu came forward to forcibly let Lie and Ci drink the water of Lethe, and they had been reincarnated in the lower realm to resolve their obsessions thousands of years ago, but they have not returned yet; and some people say that Lie and Ci self-destructed their hearts, and after Nirvana, they forgot everything and lived a new life......"

"Of the many theories, which one is the truth?"

"Guihong...... It's good to get this name, but I don't know if the end of the rainbow is where he wants to go......"

The immortal under the moon muttered a few words to himself, and drank a little confused, but his palm suddenly became hot.

He hurriedly took out the red book and looked at it, and sure enough, the mortal who had been watching it was about to die.

Since the Emperor of Heaven went to the West Heaven to hold a Dharma meeting, after Si Ming Xingjun took him to find him all over the place, he led him to see the natal chart.

To be precise, it is not to look at the natal chart, but to look at the fate of a person in the horoscope.

That person is reincarnated in the world, either cultivating Buddha or cultivating the Tao, and his body is in the red dust, but his heart is not there.

But his immortal fate has not arrived, and his soul is not complete, how to write his life for him, Ren Si Ming Xingjun is finally alone.

Xingjun came to him for help, and promised him, and if the trip was handled properly, he told him what the regret in his heart was.

That said, to be honest, the Immortals under the Moon didn't believe him very much.

As we all know, above the Nine Heavens, Si Ming Xingjun's reputation is really not good.

Especially in terms of promises, when the immortals who begged for a good life track for the juniors who had made mistakes and resolved their obsessions in the lower realm begged to come to the gate of Tianfu Palace, when did he not agree to come down?!

Therefore, the immortals under the moon did not pay much attention to this matter.

Originally, with the attitude of performing his duties, he still interfered a little, but he didn't want to sink into the sea like a stone, and there was no reaction! So, he had to exert his strength, and he was as fierce as a tiger on the red book, but that mortal still had no sign of marriage!

This offends the authority of his Moon Immortal, mortals know that a tree lives a skin, and a person lives a face, how can he let this kind of slap in the face happen to him?!

As a result, the immortal under the moon not only paid attention, but also personally stared at him for several lifetimes - the cultivation was extremely monotonous and boring, this person had a dull temperament, and followed the rules, and he only felt bored to death when he saw it!

Now that he is going to die alone again, taking advantage of the wine, the immortal under the moon decided to show up and remind him.

So, the young monk saw the white-haired immortal before he sat down.

"It's not easy to cultivate immortals, why bother persevering, let it go. ”

The monk closed his eyes and smiled, not sad or happy, and replied: "If you don't get it, how can you put it down." ”

The immortal under the moon looked at his delicate face and was very puzzled: "What do you want to get from the world?"

The monk did not answer, for he had already returned to the netherworld.

I don't know if I didn't get the answer I wanted, and the heart of the immortal under the moon was a little sullen.

He didn't drive the clouds away, but followed the mountain road, slowly walking towards the distant place where he didn't know the future.

The mountain fog and haze, at a glance, are full of emerald green as if they were born in the clouds - this place where the monk cultivates is elegant.

Walking through the forest and streams, it seems that I missed something in a trance.

The moon fairy looked back and saw that it was a lonely phoenix tree—but unfortunately it was not the time to bloom.

The ghost sent the god, he walked under the tree, Xu remembered the legendary first god of war smiled, but he didn't know what the scene was, so he subconsciously cast a spell.

A tree bloomed, as warm as fire, and it appeared in front of his eyes like this—as if his heart was also burning.

The wind was also moved, and he reached out to catch a flying flower: "It turns out that this is how it feels." ”

After a while, he lowered his head, only to find that water droplets had fallen on his hands.

"Is the fog so big? Come to think of it, there are more waterfalls and small springs in the mountains......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and the water droplets were still hanging on his face!

He touched his face stupidly, and there was no doubt that it wasn't fog — it was his tears.

“......”

After a while, he seemed to have finally found a reasonable explanation, and laughed: "The Emperor of Heaven is really not wronged when he asked me to be this Moon Immortal Committee, and the power of empathy is so powerful!"

So he wiped his hands happily, but he was blessed with a heart, thought about it, and quickly slapped his spell-casting hand a few times: "What do you do, what do you do?!Who told you to cast a spell and bloom?! Now the flower god came to ask what to do?!"

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but murmur: "Speaking of which, this is all weird, if he hadn't left me halfway through drinking, I wouldn't have been bored in the lower realm, how could I mess up the time if I didn't come here...... Well, why don't you find a way to throw this pot on him......"

Thinking of a good idea, people are relaxed, and the road is not going to go, so the immortal under the moon calls a cloud.

Turning over, he was about to move away, but he couldn't help but look back at the phoenix flower tree that seemed to be burning - hot and vivid, thinking that the heart of the phoenix clan was probably like this.

"I seem to be really a little drunk today......"

In the Flower God Temple, the God of Flowers, who received the message from the Flower Envoy, sighed helplessly: "When you take the Martial Arts and spend your flowers indiscriminately, this God of War, no matter in the past or now, has never made people worry-free." ”