Later, it was the same as sung in the play, but the ending was different. The white fox suddenly turned his head to look at Qing Jiuying, "On the day of the wedding of the white fox and the scholar, the ice fox did come to disrupt the situation, and the dumbfounded scholar was so frightened that he whimpered, just when the goddess passed by and came to the rescue, this should have been the end of a lover's final marriage......"

Qing Jiuying, who heard that he was in a trance, saw the white fox stop abruptly, and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it?"

At this point in the play, it is indeed sung that the white fox rejected the goddess's beautiful intention to cross her into an immortal, and would rather be a white-headed couple with a scholar.

His heart turned a hundred times, and he was silent for a moment, and then the white fox sighed, "That goddess, with a beautiful appearance in the world, wears a red dress and a beautiful crown in the Six Realms, which makes people see it at a glance, and mistakes for life, so that it ...... A scholar who came back from the dead...... From then on, there was only a goddess in my heart, and there was no white fox. ”

Qing Jiuying felt ridiculous when she heard it, how could there be a beautiful woman in the world who made people forget the wife who lived and died together countless times at a glance?

But he suddenly thought of Huaxin, the day he first saw Huaxin, she was dressed in red and looked like the world.

"Xiao Jiu, how can you say that there is such a beauty in this world? Just like your master, does it make you look at it, and you will never forget it?"

Qing Jiuying was suddenly nominated by the white fox, and she was suddenly struck in the heart, so startled that she almost fell off the roof.

After stabilizing his mind, he deliberately interrupted, "Later, in the play, after the goddess rescued the scholar, the scholar accompanied the white fox I to Baitou. ”

The white fox looked at Qing Jiuying and smiled sadly, not caring that he deliberately avoided answering, because his reaction had already given her a positive answer.

"He accompanied the White Fox I, but he didn't have time to get to the white head. Because soon after, the battle of the moon gods took place, and the six worlds of heaven and earth were ruined everywhere, but the Cangwu Mountain where they lived was unharmed and became a refuge for all living beings. The stupid scholar became a savior bodhisattva in the eyes of the world for a while, and he was very respected. The scholar didn't understand the reason, and the white fox told him that Cangwu Mountain was protected by the seal of the goddess, so he could escape the catastrophe. On that day, the scholar happily gave the goddess three more sticks of incense. ”

"At that time, the white fox must not have known that he liked the goddess, right?" If he knew, how could he allow him to worship the goddess at home and burn incense every day?

"At that time, not only did the white fox not know, but even the scholars themselves did not know, the goddess was the lord of the Six Realms, and it was blasphemy to say that she liked it. Even if the scholar himself carved a statue of the goddess, polished it with blood, and cast her dress, even if the most attentive thing on the birthday of the scholar was to paint the portrait of the goddess, the white fox only thought that he was the same as himself, he was grateful for the grace of the goddess's recreation, and a pious heart, not only connived, but also paved paper and ink for him every day......

"When did the white fox know?"

On the fifteenth day of July, there was the bad news that the goddess had died in battle, and the scholar dropped his pen directly, regardless of life and death, and ran out of Cangwu Mountain alone. He is a mortal who has no power to restrain the chicken, how can he live without Cangwu Mountain. When the white fox caught up with him, he only had his last breath left, Xu was hurt and confused, he actually said over and over again that if there was an afterlife, he didn't want to be a useless scholar anymore, he wanted to be a hero who could protect the people he loved, instead of just watching the Six Realms besiege her, and then watching her die, but he couldn't even collect her body......"

I can't even collect her body......

I don't want to live that day...... That's how he feels......

Qing Jiuying felt a pain in her heart inexplicably, but she tried her best to hide her emotions, "The white fox must be very sad." Hearing such words, a man who does not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of his whole clan to defend himself wants to be someone else's hero. ”

"Yes, so I can save him, but the white fox can't save him, and she ...... It also interfered with his reincarnation, so that he still failed to become a hero in the next life, so that he could only watch the person he liked suffer in front of him and still didn't even have the ability to collect her body......"

The white fox spoke softly, and a layer of cold sweat was already oozing out of Qing Jiuying's palm...... It seems that the white fox in the story is her, and the scholar who bears her is herself, in order to punish herself, she gave herself a dream, and let herself sing for her the true love that was not promised to her back then......

So...... His master is the goddess who mistook him for life?

The Lord of the Six Realms?

But in this world...... Is there such a downcast Lord of the Six Realms?

The more Qing Jiuying thought about it, the more unbelievable she felt. The more I thought about it, the more my heart jumped.

"Hey, it's just a story, what do you think. ”

The head was slammed by the white fox wine jar, Qing Jiuying immediately came back to his senses, he looked at Wan Ling, suddenly didn't know how to face it, dodged to avoid the sight, hugged the wine jar and sighed, "Such a story, too cruel, too distressing, if I were a scholar, I would definitely allow the white fox to sing in a drama like the ending of a lifetime." ”

After all...... He is a self-aware man, the humility and humiliation of the past buried all his courage and hope in life, he knows too well that it is better to cherish what is at hand than to chase the unattainable.

Qing Jiuying word by word, the rhyme knocked into the white fox's heart, she looked at Qing Jiuying through layers of night fog, and the lonely silhouette looked into her heart like this.

After a long time, she sighed, "So, it's a pity that you are not a scholar......"

He's not?

It turned out to be a false alarm.

Qing Jiuying suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the deep guilt was suddenly removed, replaced by curiosity.

He thought, even if he wasn't a scholar, Wanling...... It must be the white fox......

So he asked, "What about the future? Did the white fox find the reincarnation of the scholar later?"

The white fox looked at him sideways, looked at him for a long time, seemed to be a little drunk, she smiled, raised the wine jar, drank the wine in the jar, threw it downstairs, leaned on his shoulder, and muttered, "Later...... Wait until the next time you invite me to drink, and I'll tell you slowly......"