She let out a loud cry and sat up from the bed abruptly.

Cold sweat rolled down against her backbone, wetting her close-fitting clothes, and He Weiwei sat for a while, calming her heartbeat, before lying down on the bed again.

Sleepless nights.

Early the next morning, He Weiwei had breakfast in the temple, said goodbye to the monk, and went down the mountain slowly.

There is a small town at the bottom of the mountain, which is not as lively as the city, but because it is the only road to the city, there are constant pedestrians along the way, and there are vendors setting up stalls every other way.

He Weiwei sat in front of a noodle stall, not knowing where to go, except for this city, she was not familiar with this world at all, and she did not dare to walk rashly, after all, she had no ability to survive.

The boss quickly brought the noodles up, He Weiwei chewed tastelessly, silently in her heart, and finally decided to go back to the city, she appeared from here, maybe she would go from here when she went back, although she didn't know if she could go back. Looking around blankly, He Weiwei felt a taste of despair for the first time.

On the high mountain, Cheng Jun sat on the edge of the flowers, holding a grass in his mouth, lazily squinting at the sky, this is the closest place to the sky in the whole city, the sun is more dazzling than elsewhere, but after a while, his eyes can't stand it, so he has to lower his head, close his eyes hard, and squeeze out a few tears.

"What's the matter? heartache?" walked over a beautiful woman in red, shaking her fan, and her voice was demonic.

Cheng Jun ignored her and just continued to stare at the sky.

Lord Fang sat down in front of him and covered his face with a fan: "It's too late to regret it now." ”

Cheng Jun said lightly: "It's just that you were squinted by the sun, where did you get to regret?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Lord Fang's voice came through from under the fan, sullen: "Besides, with the dignified fairy garden owner accompanying me, even if the final result is unsatisfactory, there will be no regrets." ”

After a while, Lord Fang said, "I am indeed not human. "It's like an exclamation.

"What a sin. Cheng Jun also sighed.

The bad fate began a long time ago, the master came back from a cloud tour, brought a little boy, half a head taller than her, the whole person was cold and cold, she stayed in the mountains since she was a child, day and night only to Cheng Zhi, at first glance saw a new face, only felt fresh, took a delicious pastry from the kitchen, handed it to the new boy.

Unexpectedly, the young man refused with a cold face, saying: "This is what girls eat, I am a man, so I don't like to eat it." ”

Lord Fang was stunned when he heard this, and explained: "But Cheng Zhi also eats." ”

"Then he's certainly not a man. The boy said proudly.

"You fart!" Cheng Zhi, who was passing by the lobby with a book in his hand, heard this, threw the book, rushed up and pressed the young man under him, and the two of them rolled together, neither of them obeyed the other, until the master who was called by Lord Fang arrived, and the two people were separated.

Old Man Yun Xiu was very angry, so he punished the three of them not to sleep and meditate in the cultivation hall.

The mountain was deserted, there were just four of them, the old man Yun Xiu didn't know where to go, Lord Fang sat next to the young man with a futon, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Yanjun. The boy replied coldly with his eyes closed.

"Yan Jun?," Lord Fang said suspiciously, "It sounds like the name of the king of a country." ”

The young man opened his eyes, his eyes full of sadness: "Yan Guo is gone. ”

Cheng Zhi sat in front of him, his body not moving: "How did you meet Old Man Yun Xiu?"

"My mother hid me in a jar, and the master found me and brought me back. ”

None of the three spoke again, just meditated silently.

Sitting like this is hundreds of years.

Old Man Yun Xiu never came back, they gradually grew up, and the world under the mountain had already changed several times. If it weren't for the bluebirds from the West Mountain who flew to the mountain with a fruit in their arms, they might have sat here for the rest of their lives.

The blue bird told them that their master was preparing to die on the West Mountain, and the Queen Mother told them to go there to bid farewell to the old man Yunxiu.

No one asked why, no one grieved, in the hearts of the three of them, people were going to die, and they just lived longer than the average person. The three of them packed up their baggage and followed the blue bird all the way to the West Mountain. The old man Yun Xiu gave each of them a brand, and let the three of them be in charge of the three mountains, Fang was in charge of flowers and plants, Cheng Zhi was in charge of weapons, and Yan Jun was in charge of Xianyuan.

Sent away the old man Yun Xiu and said goodbye to the Queen Mother of the West. The three of them should also say goodbye to each other.

Lord Fang thought that among the three of them, she was the one who spoke the most, but in the long years after the separation, she was as silent as a mute.

She remembered that the old man Yun Xiu had said to her and Cheng Zhi: "To be an immortal, you have to endure a long period of loneliness." ”

She took care of the flowers and plants in the garden all day long, and every time the three of them were separated, she would go around the mountain and bring back a person like the master at that time.

Gradually, the garden became lively, and she occasionally talked to these people, but people's lives are short, and no one will understand her loneliness.

Cheng Zhi looked at the man in front of him, although they hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years, he remembered this man vividly.

Yan Jun looked at the silent Cheng Zhi and said, "When the old people meet, can't they even say hello?"

Cheng Zhi said: "Some old people are better to stay in memory. ”

Yan Jun smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Zhi raised his feet and was about to leave, but Yan Jun stretched out his hand to stop him: "I haven't drunk for a long time, let's drink with me." ”

The wine of Drunken Immortal Building is very famous, Yan Jun drank several pots without a trace of drunkenness, he simply put down the wine jug and sighed: "How long has it been, this boss's winemaking skills are still very poor." ”

Cheng Zhi on the side looked at the round moon in the sky, did not speak, just continued to drink one sip after another.

Yan Jun looked at Cheng Zhi and said with a smile: "Don't patronize and drink, talk to me." ”

Cheng Zhi said coldly: "To be a thief, you must have the consciousness of being a thief, and it is not good to steal other people's things and dislike things loudly." ”

"You're getting more and more like these people. Yan Jun laughed at him

"I was meant to be like them. Cheng Zhi said.

Yan Jun didn't speak, just took a few quick sips before putting the wine jug aside and saying again: "This wine is too hard to drink." ”

"Are you still with Lord Fang?

"Your armory is not long gone. ”

Cheng Zhi got up, flicked his sleeves and left.

The moonlight was bright, and Yan Jun sat alone on the eaves and drank all these unpleasant wines.

He sat on the eaves, thinking to himself, love is really not a good thing, what kind of torture has a good person become!