Chapter 25 Chapter 23: Three Lives III

I sat in a building in the mortal world and listened to an opera.It has been three years since Ye Hua left me. Three years ago, Qing Cang died in the Ruoshui battle, and Ye Hua sacrificed his soul to the Donghuang Bell, and his soul flew away.The Yuqing Kunlun fan has inherited my immortal power for half my life, and it hit the East Emperor Bell hard, causing the East Emperor Bell to cry for seven days. Zheyan said, when he arrived, Yehua had died for a long time, I was covered in blood, my hair was disheveled and I hugged him and sat under the Eastern Emperor Bell, a thick fairy barrier was built around my body, no one could get close.The Eastern Emperor Bell wailed for seven days, attracting all the gods from all over the world to gather together like water.Tianjun sent fourteen immortals to fetch Ye Hua's body, and the fourteen immortals sacrificed thunder and lightning outside for seven days and seven nights, but they didn't break the barrier.

Zheyan said, I thought you would hold Ye Hua and sit on the shore of Ruoshui for the rest of your life. Fortunately, the sound of the Eastern Emperor's Bell was heard far away, disturbing Mo Yuan's cultivation. On the eighth day, he came up and attracted Mo Yuan. I can't remember anything he said.At that time, I only thought that if Ye Hua died, I would die too.In fact, it would be nice to hold him and sit on the shore of Ruoshui for a lifetime.Even though he can no longer open his eyes, can no longer smile faintly, can no longer lean on my ear and whisper my name, no longer... But at least I can look at his face, I know He is beside me.

Zheyan said that Mo Yuan came here on the eighth day.I don't know when he came, but I have a vague impression. At that time, I was sitting under the Donghuang Bell with a blank mind, and I didn't know what happened before and after. When I opened my eyes, I saw Mo Yuan standing in front of the fairy barrier. Outside, frowning at me. My heart, which had been dried up into a dry leaf, felt a little bit, and then I realized that I was still alive. Ye Huasheng sacrificed to the primordial spirit and lost his soul, and Ye Hua died.Seeing that Mo Yuan was nearby, I felt that Mo Yuan might be able to save Ye Hua. He also survived the disaster of the Eastern Emperor Bell back then, and finally came back.I think that as long as Ye Hua can be saved, as long as he can call me Qianqian again, I can wait 700,000 years, not to mention 70,000 years.

I removed the celestial barrier, I wanted to hug Ye Hua and kneel beside Mo Yuan to beg him to save me, but when I really wanted to get up, I felt powerless.Mo Yuan hurried over, inspected it for a long time, sighed heavily, and said, "Put a coffin and let Ye Hua walk better." Mo Yuan returned to Kunlun Xu, I brought Ye Hua back to Qingqiu, and the fourteen immortal uncles followed step by step.I think Yehua is mine, and I can't give it to anyone.A string of immortals waited at the mouth of the valley for half a month, but returned without success, and returned to Jiuchongtian to return to the king of heaven.

On the second day, Yehua and his parents came to Qingqiu. His gentle and obedient mother-in-law was trembling with anger, wiped the corners of her eyes with a wet embroidered handkerchief, and said, "I just realized today that you are the mortal Susu back then, but my son Yehua made it!" What a crime, it fell on you twice before and after. When you were Susu, he was eager to give up the crown prince for you, and even planned to give up the crown prince for you. The debt between you and Princess Zhaoren was sentenced to you by the Heavenly King. Eyes, you are sentenced to be struck by thunder for three months after giving birth to A Li. You just lost a pair of eyes, but my son also suffered the punishment of thunder for you, so you will jump to Zhuxiantai to your death. Okay, you I jumped, and my son Yehua jumped with you. This is a catastrophe for you to ascend to God. Yehua, who jumped at Zhuxiantai, fell asleep for more than 60 years. Now three hundred years later, And because of you, because of you. My son, he has never been happy for a moment since he met you in his life. He has done so much for you, what have you done for him? You have done nothing, but you feel at ease. Look at him. Now that he is dead, do you want to hold his body? I only ask you, I only ask you one question, why do you?"

My throat was rough, I staggered two steps back, and Migu grabbed me. Yehua's father said at the side: "Enough." Then he turned to me and said, "My son killed the ghost king Qing Cang, and used his soul to stop the Eastern Emperor Bell from destroying the heavens. He died for the Dao of Heaven and Earth. It has already been awarded. Lexu's words are all women's opinions, so the God of God does not need to take it seriously. However, the God of God should return the child's body. The corpse of the child is somewhat inconsistent due to emotion and reason. The child was the prince of the heavenly clan before his death, and the heavenly court has an indefeasible rule of square and circle. A child like this should be buried in the sea of ​​innocence on the thirty-sixth day. Please ask God to complete it Then one."

The day Ye Hua was brought back to Jiuchongtian was cloudy with a little wind. I kissed his eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, and bridge of nose, and when I moved to his lips, I had an extremely absurd and humble thought in my heart, hoping that he would wake up and put his forehead on my forehead and tell me: "I was just joking with you." .” But it was my wishful thinking after all. Ye Hua was put into an ice coffin by his parents, and carried out of Qingqiu in front of me.I only left him a set of blood-stained black robes. Earlier Zheyan gave me a peach tree.I planted it at the entrance of the fox's cave and watered and fertilized it every day, and soon the peach tree grew branches and branches.On the day when the peach tree bloomed for the first time, I put Ye Hua's black robe into the coffin, buried it under the peach tree, and made a tomb. What does it look like.

Mi Gu said: "Auntie, do you still remember that you have a son, do you want to take His Highness back to Qingqiu?" I shook my hand.I naturally remember that I have a son, and I named him A Li.But right now I don't even have much time to take care of myself, let alone Ah Li.He will be well taken care of in heaven. After Ye Hua was taken away by his parents, I sat under the peach tree for half a month, doing nothing all day long, and his phantoms often appeared in front of my eyes.They were all dressed in black robes, their hair was loose and tied with a silk ribbon at the end.Or leaning on my knees to flip a book, or sitting across from me to pose for a few paintings, when Suicune spreads the rain, he will rub me in his arms to help me cover the rain.For half a month sitting under the peach tree, I felt that Yehua was always with me, and I was very satisfied.

I feel satisfied, but Zheyan, Fourth Brother, Migu, and Bi Fang seem not so satisfied.On the night of the sixteenth day, the fourth brother finally couldn't bear it anymore and took me into the fox cave, put me in front of the water mirror for a photo, held back his anger and said: "Look at what you have become, you will not live if Ye Hua dies Did you go down?" The fourth brother said it well, I don't think I can live anymore.But I don't know if I will be able to find Ye Hua if I disappear.When the ashes are wiped out, I always feel that there is probably nothing left, and everything has returned to dust.If I was wiped out, I might not remember Yehua, so it's better not to be wiped out, now I can still see him smiling at me in front of me from time to time, which is very good.

The goddess in the water mirror was pale and haggard, her eyes were tied with a thick white silk, and there were a few dead leaves on the white silk.This white silk is quite different from the one I tie every day.His mind turned slowly.Oh, Zheyan captured me a month ago and changed his eyes. This white silk was made by him with a potion on it, so it was different from the one my father made for me. The fourth brother sighed, and said seriously: "Wake up, you have lived to such an old age, and you still can't bear to part with life and death?" It's not that I can't see it, it's just that I don't know how to see it.If I know what to do, maybe I can see it.That night when I was drunk and broke the Jiepo lantern, I remembered the incident three hundred years ago, for some reason, I couldn't remember Ye Hua's good things at all, and all the bad things in front of me were his bad things.Now, after Ye Hua left, he couldn't think of his bad things at all, and what flashed in his mind day by day was all his good things.I used to scold Li Jing very eloquently, saying that he has spent his whole life pursuing what he has not obtained, and once he has it, he will no longer cherish it.I am not the case.

The long river is full and the moon is full, and the night is deep and silent.Nothing to do but sleep. I didn't expect to dream of Ye Hua, but in this dream, I dreamed of him. He leaned against a desk and began reviewing official documents. After a long while, he put the documents aside, frowned slightly and took a sip of tea. When the teacup was put down, he raised his head and smiled and said, "Qianqian, come here, tell me that you read it again yesterday." What kind of playbook." I'm stuck in this dream and don't want to wake up.This is really a blessing from God.When I was sitting under the peach tree, those phantoms never spoke to me, but this Yehua in my dream was the same as when I was alive, not only walking and playing chess with me, but also talking to me. Since then, I have dreamed of him every day.I think sleeping is a really good activity. In fact, if you think about it from another angle, you will be relieved.There is an allusion about Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly in their mortal world. It is said that a mortal named Zhuang Zhou turned into a butterfly in his dream and danced happily.After waking up after a while, he found that he was still a mortal Zhuang Zhou.I don't know whether it was Zhuang Zhou who dreamed and turned into a butterfly, or a butterfly who dreamed and turned into Zhuang Zhou.I used to live my life in reality, and I thought dreams were illusions.It pains me so much now.Then it's better to lose weight and live the dream as real, and the reality as illusion.Life is still the same, but it's just a different way of living, but it can make me happy and satisfied.This is also a way to look away. Zheyan and the fourth brother saw that my complexion was getting better, but I was just getting lethargic, so they stopped looking at me often, probably they had more or less relieved. There was no news from Jiuchongtian about the new crown prince, only that Princess Zhaoren, Su Jin, had been expelled from immortality forever.Because when the Eastern Emperor's Bell changed, she, as the guardian of the Zhong Xian'e, failed to fulfill her duty and report it to the Heavenly Court in time.She was unable to fulfill her duties in her duties, which indirectly caused the prince Ye Hua and Qing Cang to be alone and helpless in the battle. In the end, she sacrificed her soul to the Eastern Emperor Bell, and her soul flew away.Tianjun was very angry at the loss of his eldest grandson, and immediately demoted her to the Nine Heavens, and included her in the six realms of reincarnation, and she would have to go through a hundred lifetimes of love and calamity. I think Tianjun's punishment of Sujin was a bit too much, probably to vent his anger.But these things have nothing to do with me in the end, so I just listen to them as gossip. Turn a corner and walk this life path, and I'm doing fine.In this life, I believe that Ye Hua is alive. The tomb that was made for him at the beginning has become the last thing I want to see.Because it reminds me all the time, all of this is made up by you, Ye Hua is dead, he is dead.I thought that place was an extremely terrifying place, and I couldn't bear to let Migu lift the tomb of clothes.Then another hole was opened in the fox hole. The fourth brother often takes me for a walk in the world when he is free, and chats with me, and his arms by the way.When traveling in the mountains, he would say: "Look at this towering mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at it, everything in this world is so small. Wouldn't it make your heart expand in an instant? It wouldn't make you feel that the love of a child can't be hurt. Is it a floating cloud in the sky, can it be erased with a wave of your hand?" When swimming, he would say: "Look at this waterfall that flows straight down, rushing into the river, never giving up day and night, and never looking back. When you look at this waterfall, don't Do you feel that life is the same, you can’t look back, you always have to look forward?” When visiting the market, he would say: “Look at this mortal, who is like an ant, he can only live in the world for a few decades, and he still has a lot of time. Trapped by the various fates of the Siming Pai, most of the farmers are poor all their lives, most of the students are unable to develop their ambitions, and most of the good daughters raised in deep boudoirs are married to wretched husbands. But they still live happily. You have seen these Ordinary people, don't you think that you are much better than them?" At first I was still listening, but later he said he was addicted, and he would say that every time, I detested his nonsense, and I would be alone when I went to Mortal Realm. On the third day of September in the third year after Yehua left, I was listening to an opera in the mortal world, and I met a little fairy named Zhiyue on Fanghu Fairy Mountain.When listening to an opera in the mortal world, one must follow the script of the mortal world, and if one thinks that a performer sings well, he will be rewarded for it, and when applauding, he will throw a few rewards on the stage, which can be regarded as living up to the graciousness of the actors. It was probably the first time for Xiaoxian Zhiyue to go back to the mortal world to watch a theater. Seeing the people behind the mahogany railings throwing silver coins in a lively manner, she was jealous and wanted to throw money, but her sleeves were empty and shabby.She saw through my fairy body at a glance, happily reported her family name, and asked me to borrow some reward money.Although I was a little surprised that she, a little fairy, should have learned the art of transformation, and it should be a trivial matter to change a coin or two, so I lent her a few night pearls.It was only later that I found out that her parents were afraid that she would cause trouble in the lower realms, so they sealed her immortal power. Originally, it was just a fate of nodding, but after that, when I went to see a movie in the world, I would meet her every time I came back. This fate of nodding was abruptly broken into a long-term fate.I think Zhiyue is hot and lively, but he doesn't pester me to ask who I live in, where I am, and how old I am, which I find rare.In addition, it is not bad to have someone to talk to when listening to the play, and it is not the fourth brother who said, "Look at this ups and downs of the play..." It is also very good. He went back and forth and listened to more than ten plays with her, counting the days, it has been more than two months. Today, I sat in this building and listened to the opera again, and the Peony Pavilion was sung on the stage quite appropriately.It was the fifth day of October, which was suitable for marriage and travel, and avoiding swords and weapons. At this time three years ago, Ye Hua left me.I took a sip of the wine and watched Tsing Yi on the stage dance the sleeves gracefully. This part of the play goes straight to "For you, you are like a flower and a beautiful family, and the years are like water, so I searched all over, and felt sorry for myself in the secluded boudoir", the little fairy Zhiyue came late, and took up the position next to me with a stern face. I took a seat and sat down. Halfway through the play, she covered the corner of her mouth and sneaked over and said, "My distant cousin who was a genius but died young, do you still remember?" I nodded to show I remembered. Zhiyue Xiaoxian not only often talked about dramas with me, but also often talked about his distant cousin.According to her, this cousin of hers was brilliant and mighty, an unworldly talent, but it was a pity that he died in battle at a young age, leaving only a pair of old parents who were half-dead in grief and a weak child who cried all day long My child, you are pitiful.Every time she sighed out the word pity, there was a look of compassion on her face.But I don't think her cousin's family is so pitiful, probably they have put life and death aside recently. Zhiyue picked up the teapot and poured a cup of cold tea, moistened his throat, looked left and right, then covered the corners of his mouth and leaned over: "My cousin, didn't I tell you that he died for three years? Three years ago, together The clan thought that there was only a body left of him, and that the primordial spirit had long been wiped out. They made a black crystal ice coffin and sank him in a sea. I went to see it at the beginning. The sea that has been quiet for hundreds of thousands of years yesterday But suddenly there was an uproar, the sea water swished upwards, setting off a ten-foot-high wave, which lifted up the black crystal ice coffin. They said that it was the fairy marsh lingering around the ice coffin that stirred up the sea water. Don't you think it's strange, my cousin's primordial spirit has been wiped out, but he can still be protected by such a powerful Xianze. No one in the clan knows what's going on. Well, the patriarch just sent the little fairy below to invite a god in our clan. My parents said, maybe my cousin is not dead at all. Alas, if he is not dead, little A Li won't have to cry all day long." The surrounding area was silent for a moment, the wine glass in my hand fell to the ground with a slap, and I heard myself say: "Then Haizi is Wuwanghai? Your cousin... your cousin is Prince Yehua? He is the eldest grandson of Lord Jiuchong Tiantian Prince Yehua?" Zhiyue stuttered and said in a daze: "You... how do you know?" I stumbled out of the teahouse and rushed to the street only to realize that I had to ride the clouds and the fog to go to the Nine Heavens.I stumbled and climbed to the top of the cloud, and it was not easy to catch the mortal who was kneeling on the ground below, only then remembered that I was the purple mist called by the auspicious cloud at the market. Tengyun was in mid-air, the sky was high and the earth was far away, and I looked down at the vastness. My mind was blank, and I couldn't think of the way to Nantianmen anyway.The more anxious the heart is, the more empty the mind becomes.I stepped on the cloud head and circled a few times in the sky, not knowing what to do. Unexpectedly, his foot slipped and he was about to fall off the cloud, but fortunately, he was held firmly by a pair of arms. Mo Yuan's voice sounded from behind: "Why are you so careless that you can fall off a cloud?" I turned around and clasped his wrist tightly, and said eagerly, "Where's Ye Hua? Master, where's Ye Hua?" He frowned and said: "Wipe your tears first, I'm just going to talk to you about this." Mo Yuan said that Father God used half of the divine power to make a fairy fetus for Yehua to reincarnate. After he was reincarnated, this divine power has been with him and hidden in his consciousness.Three years ago, he didn't know that Ye Hua chopped off four fierce beasts in Yingzhou to obtain the other half of his father's divine power, so he thought he was hopeless.Presumably, Ye Hua used all the divine power of the father god to counteract the power of the East Emperor Bell's Heaven-Exterminating Power. The primordial spirit was damaged a little by these two forces, and fell into a deep sleep spontaneously, but everyone thought he was The soul flies away and the ashes fly away.Even Yehua himself thought so too. Mo Yuan said that he should have slept for decades during this round of deep sleep, but the Xuanjing Ice Coffin is a good artifact. Although Wuwanghai belongs to the remains of the Shen Tian clan, it is actually a holy place for recuperation. To be able to wake up in one year is really wrong. I didn't hear most of what he said, I just listened to him, Xiao Shiqi, Yehua is back, he rushed to Qingqiu to look for you as soon as he landed, you should go back quickly. I never thought that Ye Hua could be alive.Although I silently prayed thousands and thousands of times, I actually knew in my heart that it was all extravagant hope.Ye Hua disappeared three years ago, and under the peach tree in front of the fox cave, there is still buried the robe he wore when he died. He is dead.Before he died, let me forget him and let me live freely.But, but Mo Yuan said that Ye Hua woke up, he is not dead, he is still alive. I climbed the clouds all the way back to Qingqiu, and fell down from the clouds four times inadvertently. After passing the Taniguchi, he simply abandoned the cloud head and landed, staggering towards the fox cave.I met some little fairies on the side of the road and greeted me, but I didn't know it at all.It's just that his hands and feet trembled involuntarily, afraid that he might not see Ye Hua, and that what Mo Yuan said was just a lie. When the fox hole appeared in my eyes, I slowed down.I haven't walked through the main entrance for a long time, and I don't pay attention to the peach tree planted three years ago beside the cave, which is already in full bloom.Green mountains, green trees, blue pool water, for the first time in three years, I can clearly see the color of Qingqiu. The sun shines through the clouds, and a tree of peach blossoms in the green mountains and clear waters is like the ever-bright haze above the nine heavens. The young man in black standing under the haze of the tree was leaning forward slightly, stroking the tombstone standing in front of him with his slender fingers. It's like a dream. I held my breath and took two steps forward, fearing that if I made a big move, the scene in front of me would disappear completely. He turned his head, the wind blew by, and the haze on the trees undulated into a wave of red sea waves.He smiled slightly, still the same as when he first saw him, with picturesque eyebrows and dark hair.A few petals floated down from the red sea waves, there was no other color in the world, and there was no other sound. He stretched out his hand and said softly, "Qianqian, come here." (full text)