On Chinese New Year's Eve, a heavy snowfall fell in Yucun. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the tenth month of Sun Shao's visit to Yu Village, but it is Sun Shao's first New Year in 60 years.

He didn't weave grass, he stood under the banyan tree, silently closed his eyes, and the laughter of every house echoed in his ears.

Buddha-nature, unconsciously diminished.

"Hongmeng has no surname at the beginning, and he has broken the stubborn Wukong..."

Sun Shao smiled bitterly, Wukong would also have troubles. And his troubles are that he doesn't want to be Wukong.

He didn't want to. He couldn't leave Sun Shao's name. This is his last bond with his previous life.

"My first wish is to go back to my hometown and drink a sip of old hometown wine. The second wish is to return to his hometown and bury the bones of his parents. Third wish, I want to see, Daddy... My wish is simpler than that of the Green Emperor, but it will never be realized... Because, I'm Wukong, not Sun Shao... I'm running away..."

Sorrow rose up in his body, and this sorrow melted into the wind and snow, and no one noticed it.

He helped Emperor Qing make up for his regrets, but no one could make up for his regrets.

"Uncle Bai Fan, aren't you going home for the New Year?"

There was a gentle voice in my ears. In exchange, Sun Shao smiled gloomily.

"I can't go back..."

He was obviously laughing, but in Wanqing's eyes, he seemed to be crying silently.

"Uncle Bai Fan, don't feel bad... Abba and Aunt asked me to come, please go to the house for dinner and celebrate the New Year together. ”

Sun Shao was slightly stunned, and looked away, not far away, a couple led a tiger-headed teenager to step on the snow.

Among them, the honest man was Wanqing's father Xue Laoqi, touching his head and smiling at Sun Shaohan, "Brother Bai, don't dislike coming to the family for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." You usually take care of my family, and my mother-in-law asked me to invite you to dinner, thank you. ”

"No, I want to be alone. ”

Sun Shao was a little unkind, turned around and went back to the house. Leaving behind the rather embarrassed Xue Laoqi.

"Mother-in-law, do you say, do the Bai brothers look down on us?" Xue Laoqi asked in a low voice to the village woman. The village woman is Wanqing's mother,

"Why do you have a head in this family, the Bai brothers have something on their minds when they see it. Being alone in a foreign land, I must feel uncomfortable, Lao Qi, wait for you to get some wine and food, and let Qing'er send it to the Bai brothers, he is good to Qing'er, we can't help but be grateful. ”

Inside the hut, there was no light, and it was pitch black.

Sun Shao sat at the head of the bed, silent. After a long time, Xiao Wanqing tiptoed into the house with wine and food, the house was too dark to see the road clearly, she tripped over the table, fell, and spilled the wine and food.

The breeze was blowing, Xiao Wanqing was held by the breeze, the lamp was lit at some point, and the wine and food that had just been spilled were being placed on the table intact.

"Hey, it's so strange..."All this is beyond Xiao Wanqing's understanding.

"Aren't you going to have a reunion dinner with your family..."

"Grandma asked me to accompany you to dinner, Uncle Bai Fan, don't worry, Qing'er is your family and will always accompany you for the New Year. ”

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After the New Year, it is time for the Xue family to set off to study in Los Angeles.

Sun Shao disappeared for a day, and when he came back the next day, he brought a white horse.

More than ten years have passed, Bai Ma is already the Fifth Realm Demon Monarch, with a strong physique, and the only thing that remains unchanged is that he still has a horse body and loyalty to Sun Shao.

At the head of the village, many villagers saw off Xue Shiten, some gave a fish, and some gave some eggs as a way to entangle. And Sun Shao gave Xue a horse for ten years.

"If you go to Los Angeles, there will be three disasters and four misfortunes, and this horse will lend you to keep you safe. ”

Sun Shao's words were a little unkind. When others saw him off, they all said that "the future is bright" and "smooth sailing", but he said that Xue had a disaster in the tenth year.

Xue Shishi's face was a little unsightly, but this horse was indeed a good horse, and he was not very good at refusing Sun Shao's kindness.

"Brother Ten Years, you don't thank Uncle Bai Fan..."

"I..." For some reason, this tiger-headed teenager can't always have a good impression of Sun Shao. He always felt that Sun Shao had something to do with Wanqing.

"Don't thank me, this horse is only for you, not for gifting. ”

Sun Shao stroked his horse's mane, and he could see that Xiaobai was carrying mortals and was very reluctant. It's just that although it is reluctant, it still obeys Sun Shao's orders.

"Gotta get it"

Xiaobai carried Xue for ten years and gradually drifted away. Wanqing's mother inadvertently wiped her tears, and Wanqing's father, lit a dry cigarette and took a hard puff.

Wanqing, on the other hand, could no longer pretend to smile, and tears fell.

"I miss my brother... My brother is stubborn, will he suffer in Los Angeles..."

"Don't worry, that little white horse will protect your brother. ”

"Really?" Wanqing's eyes widened, incredulous.

"By the way, Uncle Bai Fan, Qing'er knew that you raised cattle and dogs, but she didn't know that you also raised a big white horse..."

"There's a lot you don't know. Sun Shao patted Wanqing's head, Wanqing, just like his daughter.

Three years have passed, Sun Shao is still doing straw weaving and living a dull life.

At Wanqing's request, he not only knitted mats, frames, and shoes, but also began to weave small animals.

The grasshoppers he made are awe-inspiring. The rabbits he made up are smart and cute. He weaves dragons, phoenixes, and things that mortals can't see in their lifetimes.

Only, he didn't weave straw rings.

Wanqing is fourteen years old, and she gradually has a girl's heart, and she no longer pesters Sun Shao all day long.

During the day, she occasionally came to see Sun Shao once in a while, begging Sun Shao to weave a grass ring, and at night, she came to ask Sun Shao to teach her to read and write.

From time to time, she would look at Sun Shao, her little face was crimson, and Sun Shao's ordinary face made her never get tired of looking at it.

"Uncle Bai Fan, can you make a grass ring and send it to me..."

Her little face was blushing, her eyes were evasive, and she pleaded so much.

"No," Sun Shao sighed. Only the ring cannot be given to Wanqing, because it represents a special meaning. Sun Shao has more than 60 years of experience, and naturally sees the girlish feelings in Wanqing's eyes.

This is wrong.

"Uncle Bai Fan, you hate it!"

Wanqing stomped her feet in a hurry, hid her face and left, hiding behind the thatched hut, still peeking at Sun Shao, her heart fluttering.

She didn't know that there was an emotion called liking.

She didn't even know that she liked the wrong person.

Every morning, she would get up early, have a chance encounter with Sun Shao, and go to the hill behind the village to pick pampas grass together.

The reed is tough as silk, and the rock has no transfer. girlish feelings, gradually interested in those ignorant verses.

Sun Shao's situation is not shocked, his indifference, his warmth, his uninhibitedness, his every move, in Wanqing's eyes, condensed but not dispersed.

"'There are vines and grass in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful'... Uncle Bai Fan, you say that my name is Wanqing, is it because of this poem..."Wanqing stands in the breeze, on the grass, with wisps of sideburns, slim and elegant, and there is a girl next door who has just grown up."

"No, the word 'Qing' in your name is a person..."Sun Shao patted Wanqing's little head casually and carried a large bundle of pampas back to the village.

In the distance, only Wanqing, who was blushing, was left, she didn't seem to hear Sun Shao's words at all, and all she thought in her mind was Sun Shao's act of stroking her hair.

"Uncle Bai Fan touched my hair..."

She smiled sweetly, and Sun Shao sighed even deeper, a nameless grave in the village, and the sadness was also deep.

Unknowingly, Sun Shao has lived in Yucun for six years.

Grass rabbit, grass dragon, grass phoenix, these straw weaving is far more than the straw mat for large families.

The old king's head still buys straw weaving for 5 copper coins a piece, but when it is sold, it is no longer just 100 copper coins, but counts two pieces of silver.

His family became more and more wealthy, and he became a well-known Wang Dashan man in Los Angeles. He became more and more arrogant, but he respected Sun Shao like a god.

Even, his old king dared to disrespect God, but he didn't dare to disrespect Sun Shao.

Not only because Sun Shao is his God of Wealth.

As the old king's wealth increased and his knowledge became wider, he gradually learned that there were really immortals in the world. He felt that Sun Shao was an immortal, a living immortal, otherwise how could he make such a wonderful straw weaving.

He took out dozens of taels of silver to build a big mansion for Sun Shao, but Sun Shao only smiled and shook his head, but did not agree.

Lao Wang saw that he couldn't please Sun Shao, so he changed his method to please Sun Shao. He took the lead and found a few double ten women from Los Angeles to marry Sun Shao.

The portraits of women are all extremely beautiful, but Sun Shao is unmoved.

"You don't have to try to please me. Sun Shao only shook his head and chuckled.

In the village, Wanqing heard that the old king was going to say goodbye to Sun Shao, and she cried into tears, and this year, she finally experienced the taste of sadness.

This year, she was 16 years old.

After crying, Wanqing seemed to have made a decision. She took the grass ring that Sun Shao had woven and had long withered, and came to Sun Shao's house with great courage.

"Uncle Bai Fan, I want to be your imperial concubine. She pleaded.

"That's wrong. Sun Shao shook his head.

"I want it, what is wrong with me, I can change it..."The girl's eyes were full of pain.

"Uncle Bai Fan, I have a daughter-in-law. Sun Shao shook his head, he couldn't open his mouth to tell Wanqing that outside this thatched hut, there was a man buried, guarding Wanqing's life.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

She ran out of the house crying, all the way out of the village.

Subsequently, there was news that some villagers saw Wanqing and committed suicide by throwing herself into the Beihai, but the body was not recovered.

When Xue Laoqi's parents were full of grief and came to find Sun Shao, Sun Shao stood in front of the tomb of the Green Emperor, holding a portrait of a woman who said goodbye to the old king.

"Brother Bai, why don't you stop my family Qing'er!" Xue Laoqi's chest was very blocked, and he scolded Sun Shao.

"This is not about the Bai brothers, it is my family's Qing'er's life..."Wanqing's mother stopped Xue Laoqi, for fear that he would do something excessive.

And Sun Shao turned a blind eye to all this and was only silent.

There was no flame in the palm of his hand, but the portrait of the woman in his hand spontaneously combusted without wind and became fly ash.

"She's not dead. ”

Sun Shao turned around and walked towards the outside of the village.

On the sandy shore, under a huge reef, Wanqing hugged her knees and hid behind the reef, tears on her face.

Everyone thought she was dead, but Sun Shao knew that she was hiding here and crying.

It has nothing to do with fiery eyes and innate spiritual awareness, just because of an understanding.

"I'm going home..."Sun Shao's voice was flat.

"Don't go back, don't go back!" The girl stubbornly turned her head away, not daring to look at Sun Shao's eyes.

"I can't ask for it..."Sun Shao's heart actually rose up with a trace of understanding of the latter threefold Buddhism, but he was not in the mood, but he thought about it thoroughly.

"If you don't go home, there will be monsters coming to eat you..."Sun Shao looked at the demon cloud at the end of the North Sea with a solemn expression.

"There are youkai... Uncle Bai Fan, don't scare me..."The girl seemed to forget her sadness, raised her head, and looked at the black clouds on the sea in the distance, a little scared.

"Home... With me, there is no demon in the world to hurt you. ”

"Wait... Uncle Bai Fan, don't leave me..."Wan Qing looked at Sun Shao's departing back and hurriedly followed the steps.

This year, a piece of news caused a sensation in the Three Realms.

The Dragon King of the North Sea, leading thousands of righteous sons, openly rebelled against the sky!