Chapter 23: Three Lives III

I sit in a building in the world and listen to the drama. Ye Hua has been away from me for three years.
Three years ago, when Ruo Shui fought, Qing Cang died, and Ye Hua sacrificed his soul to the East Emperor Bell with his soul. The Yuqing Kunlun fan has inherited my half-life celestial power, and hit the Donghuang Bell hard and caused it to mourn for seven days.
Zheyan said, when he arrived, Ye Hua was already very angry. I was covered in blood, covered him with a disheveled hair and sat under the Eastern Emperor Bell. There was a thick immortal barrier around me, and no one could get close. The East Emperor Bell wailed for the seventh day, drawing all the gods from the wasteland together like water. Tianjun sent fourteen uncles under the seat to fetch Yehua's body, and the fourteen uncles sacrificed thunder and lightning outside for seven days and seven nights, without splitting the immortal barrier.
Zheyan said, I thought you were going to hold Yehua to sit on the shore of Ruoshui for a lifetime. Fortunately, the sound of the Eastern Emperor's bell spread far and disturbed Mo Yuan's repairs. On the eighth day, Mo Yuan was attracted.
I can't remember all of what he said. At that time, I only felt that Ye Hua was dead, and I was also dead. In fact, it’s not bad to hold him for a lifetime on the shore of Ruoshui. Even though he can no longer open his eyes, can no longer lift the corners of his mouth and smile faintly, can no longer lean against my ear and call my name, no more... but at least I can look at his face, I know He is by my side.
Zheyan said that Mo Yuan had arrived on the eighth day. I don’t know when he came. I have an impression in the dimness. At that time, I was sitting under the East Emperor Bell. I didn’t know what happened before and after. I opened my eyes and saw Mo Yuan standing on the immortal barrier. Outside, frowned and looked at me.
I felt a little bit from a dry heart, and then I realized that I was still alive. Ye Huasheng sacrificed his soul to the soul, and Ye Hua died. When I saw Mo Yuan, he was nearby, and I thought that Mo Yuan might have a way to save Ye Hua. He also experienced the calamity of the Eastern Emperor Bell back then and finally returned. I think that as long as Ye Hua can be saved, as long as he can speak to me again, let alone seventy thousand years, I can wait for seven hundred thousand years.
I withdrew the immortal barrier. I wanted to hold Ye Hua and kneel next to Mo Yuan to beg him for help, but when I really wanted to get up, I felt weak. Mo Yuan walked over two steps quickly, inspected it for a long time, sighed and said gravely: "Put a coffin and let Ye Hua go better."
Mo Yuan returned to Kunlun Xu, I took Ye Hua back to Qingqiu, and the fourteen immortals followed suit. I think Ye Hua is mine, and I can't give it to anyone. A bunch of immortals waited in Taniguchi for half a month, and returned without success, returning to the Jiuzhongtian Tongtianjun.
On the second day, Ye Hua visited Qingqiu with his parents.
His gentle and obedient mother-in-law was trembling with anger, and the wet embroidered handkerchief wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "I know today that you are the original mortal, but my son Yehua was made. What a sin, I planted on you twice before and after. When you were a vegetarian, he was heart-warming for you, and even planned to give up the crown prince for you. The debt between you and Princess Zhaoren, Tianjun sentenced you to pay her back. Eyes, you are sentenced to thunder strikes after giving birth to A Li. You just lost a pair of eyes, but my son also suffered thunder strikes on your behalf, so you have to jump to Xiantai. Okay, you I jumped, my son Yehua jumped with you. This is a catastrophe of your ascension to the gods, Yehua, he, Zhu Xiantai, slept for more than sixty years. Now three hundred years later, And because of you, because of you. My son, he, he has not been happy for a while since he met you in his life. He has done so much for you, and what have you done for him? You didn’t do anything, but you feel comfortable. At him. Now that he is dead, do you even want to dominate his body? I only ask you, I only ask you, why do you?"
My throat was sour, and I staggered two steps back, Migu supported me.
Ye Hua’s father said to the side: "Enough." He turned to me and said: "The child kills the ghost king Qingcang, and uses the soul to block the Eastern Emperor Bell from destroying the heavens. It is to die for the great road of heaven and earth, Tianjun There has been a seal. Le Xu’s words are all women’s views, and God does not have to take it to heart. However, God should return the corpse of the child. Although God has a marriage contract with the child, he is not married and takes possession of it. The corpse of the child is inconsistent with reason and reason. The child was ranked as the prince of the Celestial Clan before he was alive. The heavenly court has an indispensable rule of squareness. This kind of child should be buried in the 36th day of Wuwanghai. Please That's it."
Yehua was taken back to Jiuzhongtian on a cloudy day with a slight breeze.
I kissed his eyebrows, eyes, cheeks and the bridge of his nose, and when I moved to his lips, there was a ridiculous and humble thought in my heart. I hope he can wake up and tell me against my forehead: "I'm just kidding you. "But after all, it is my wishful thinking.
Ye Hua was put in an ice coffin by his parents and lifted out of Qingqiu in front of me. I only left his blood-stained mysterious robe.
Zheyan gave me a peach tree earlier. I planted it at the entrance of the fox’s cave and watered it every day, and soon the peach tree grew branches and branches. On the day when the peach tree bloomed its first flower, I gathered the mysterious robe left by Ye Hua into the coffin, buried it under the peach tree, and made a cloak mound. I don’t know when the peach tree is full of flowers. What does it look like.
Migu said: "Auntie, do you remember that you have a son, do you want to bring the little majesty back to Qingqiu?"
I shook my hand. I naturally remember that I had a son, and I named him Ali. But right now I don't even have much time to take care of myself, let alone Ali. He will be well taken care of in heaven.
After Ye Hua was taken away by his parents, I sat withered under the peach tree for half a month. I was muddled all day, and his phantoms often appeared in front of me. They are all in a mysterious robe, with their hair falling softly, tied with a silk tie at the end of their hair. Or leaning on my lap and flipping through a book, or sitting opposite me and putting up a few paintings, when Shui Jun spreads the rain, he will rub me in his arms to protect me from the rain. Sitting under the peach tree for half a month, I feel that Ye Hua is always with me and I am very satisfied.
I feel satisfied, but Zheyan, Sige, Migu, and Bifang seem not so satisfied. On the night of the 16th day, the fourth brother finally took me into the fox cave with no endurance, put me in front of the water mirror and took a picture, and said with anger: "Look at what you have become. If Ye Hua is dead, you can't live. Are you down?"
The fourth brother is right, I think I can't live anymore. But I don't know if I am wiped out, and I will definitely find Ye Hua. After all this matter was wiped out, I always felt that there was nothing left, and everything returned to dust. If I die in ashes, maybe I don’t remember Ye Hua, it’s better not to die in ashes. Now I can see him smiling at me in front of me from time to time, which is great.
The face of the goddess in the water mirror was pale, described as haggard, her eyes tied with a thick white silk, and a few dead leaves were stained on the white silk. This white silk looks different from the one I tied everyday. The brain swung around slowly. Oh, Zheyan caught me and changed my eyes a month ago. This white silk is a white silk he made with a potion, so it is different from what Daddy did for me.
The fourth brother sighed and said solemnly: "Wake up, you have lived to such an old age, don't you still have to be separated from life and death?"
It's not that I can't look away, but I don't know how to look away. If I know what to do, maybe I can see it. When I was drunk and smashed the Jupai Lantern that night, it reminded me of the past three hundred years ago. I don't know what to do. I can't remember Ye Hua's goodness. All his bad things are in front of me. Now, after Ye Hua went there, he couldn't remember his bad things at all, and the things that flashed in his mind day by day were all his good things. I used to scold Li Jing plausibly, saying that he had been pursuing things he hadn't obtained all his life, and would never cherish it once he possessed it. I am not so.
The long river is full and the night is silent. There is nothing to do but sleep.
I didn't expect to dream of Ye Hua, but in this dream, I dreamed of him.
He leaned on a book table and reviewed the official document. After a while, he put a dry paper aside, frowned and drank a sip of tea. When the teacup was put down, he raised his head and smiled and said, "Qianqian, come over and tell me that I read it again yesterday. What kind of essay story."
I sink in this dream and don't want to wake up. This is really a kindness bestowed by God. When I was sitting under the peach tree,
Those phantoms have never spoken to me. The Yehua in the dream is the same as when he was alive. It can not only take a walk and play chess with me, but also talk to me.
Since then, I can dream of him every day. I think sleeping is really a good activity.
In fact, if you think about it from another angle, it's relieved. They have an allusion about Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly, saying that a mortal named Zhuang Zhou has turned into a butterfly in his dream, and is very happy to dance. After a while, he woke up, but found that he was still a mortal Zhuang Zhou. I don't know if Zhuang Zhou's dream turned into a butterfly or the butterfly turned his dream into Zhuang Zhou. I used to live literally, treating dreams as illusions. This makes me very painful now. It's better to fall apart and live your dreams as reality, and treat reality as illusion. Life is still the same, but just a different way of living can make me happy and satisfied. This is also a way to look away.
Seeing that my complexion was getting better, Zheyan Tong's fourth brother was just getting lethargic, so they stopped looking at me, probably they were more or less relieved.
There was no news from Jiuzhongtian that the new crown prince was established, only that Princess Zhaoren Sujin had been removed from immortal status forever. When the Donghuang Bell changed, she, as the guardian of Zhong Xian'e, failed to fulfill her duties and report to the heaven in time. She was in her position but couldn't perform her responsibility, which indirectly left the prince Yehua and Qingcang isolated and helpless in the battle, and finally sacrificed to the East Emperor Bell with her own soul, and her soul was scattered. Tianjun was furious at the loss of his eldest grandson, and she was immediately demoted from the Nine Heavens, included in the six reincarnations, and would have to experience the love of the world.
I think Tianjun has overstepped Su Jin's penalty, which is probably annoying. But these things have nothing to do with me in the end, so I just listen to them as a gossip.
Falling a corner to walk this life path, I walked very well. In this life, I believe that Ye Hua is alive.
The clothing mound that I made for him at the time became the last thing I wanted to see. Because it reminds me from time to time that all of this is made up by you, Ye Hua is dead, he is dead. I think that place is a terrible place, and I can't help but feel like I'm going to lift the cloak. Then another hole was opened in the fox hole.
The fourth brother Dekong often took me to the common world to stroll around, chatting to send my arms, and by the way his arms. When traveling in the mountains, he would say: "Look at this soaring mountain, standing on the top of the mountain, everything in this world is so small, won't it make your heart suddenly bigger? It won't make you feel that your children are hurt Is it the floating clouds on the horizon, can it be erased with a wave of your hand?" When swimming, he would say: "Look at this waterfall that rushes down, rushing into the river, day and night, and never looking back. You saw this waterfall, no Do you think that life is the same, you can’t look back, you always have to look forward?
When visiting the market, he would say:
You see, this ant-like mortal can only walk in the world for decades. Trapped by the various fate of the si Ming Pai, most of the farmers are poor in their lives, and most of the students who are studying are unable to develop their ambitions. The good daughters raised in deep boudoirs are mostly married to the husband. But they still live happily. You read these Mortals, don't you think you are much better than them?"
At first I was still listening, but later he said that he was addicted, and he would say that every time. I dislike him, and then I will be alone in the world.
On the third day of September of the third year after Ye Hua left, I was listening to a play in the ordinary world and met a little fairy named Zhiyue on Fanghuxian Mountain. Listening to the drama in the Fanjie must follow the script of the Fanjie. If you feel that the actor sings well, he will take a money field. When cheering, you can throw a few rewards on the stage, which is not worthy of the courtesy of the actors.
About the first time Zhiyue Xiaoxian returned to the Mortal Realm to watch a play, he saw the redwood carving column behind the red wood carving column and the people who were throwing money tossing the play were lively. She saw through my immortal body and reported herself with joy and asked me to borrow some cash for reward. Although I was a little surprised that she was a little fairy who had learned the art of change, and it was a trivial matter to change one or two silver coins, so I borrowed a few Ye Mingzhu to her. Later, I learned that her parents were afraid that Yeyou from the Lower Realm would cause trouble and sealed her off.
Originally it was just a fate of nodding. After that, I went to the Mortal Realm to watch a play but I was able to meet her again. This fate was abruptly broken into a long-term fate. Zhiyue was born happily and lively, and didn't bother me to find out who I lived and where my age was. I found it rare. Besides, there is someone who can talk when listening to the drama, and it is not the fourth brother "Look at this ups and downs of drama..." This kind of talk is also quite good.
After going back and forth with her, I listened to more than a dozen scenes with her.
Today, I was sitting in this building again, listening to the opera, and sang the Peony Pavilion on the stage. It was the fifth day of October, it was suitable to get married and go out, and avoid the swordsman. At this time three years ago, Ye Hua left me. I took a sip of wine and watched the Tsing Yi on the stage dancing the sleeves.
This essay sings straight to "I will be like a flower for you, like a river of water, I am Da'er looking around and pitying myself in a secluded boudoir", Zhiyue Xiaoxian is late to come, and his face is occupied by my side. Sit down in a position.
Halfway through the play, she covered the corners of her mouth and leaned forward and sneaked in and said: "My cousin from a distant house who died young, a heavenly wizard, do you remember?"
I nodded to show that I remembered.
Zhiyue Xiaoxian often talks about drama with me, and also often talks about his distant cousin. According to her,
Her cousin, a wise and martial artist, was an unworldly talent. It was a pity that he died at a young age and died on the battlefield at a young age, leaving a pair of half-dead parents and a weak child who was crying all day long, pitiful and pitiful. Every time she sighed the word pitiful, her face was indeed compassionate. But I don't think her cousin's family is so pitiful, and he has probably seen life and death aside recently.
Zhiyue took hold of the teapot and poured a cup of cold tea, moisturized his throat, looked around, and then covered the corners of his mouth and came over: "My cousin, didn't I tell you that he was dead for three years? Three years ago, he The clan thought that he had only one body left, and the soul was wiped out early. They made a pair of Xuanjing ice coffins and sank him in a sea, which I saw. Yesterday, the Haizi who had been quiet for hundreds of thousands of years Suddenly there was a disturbance, and the sea water swished upwards, raising ten feet of waves, and actually supporting the mysterious crystal ice coffin. They said that it was the fairy ze surrounding the ice coffin that stirred up the sea water. Don’t you blame it, my cousin’s primordial spirit is wiped out, but there is still such a powerful immortal Ze to protect. No one in the clan knew what was going on, when the younger generations of us were driven out The patriarch sent the lower fairy to invite a in our clan. My parents said, maybe his cousin did not die at all. Alas, if he is not dead, Xiao Ali won’t have to cry all day long."
There was silence all around, and the wine glass in my hand fell to the ground with a snap, and I could hear myself saying, "Then Haizi is Wuwanghai? Your cousin...your cousin is Prince Yehua? He is the eldest grandson of Heavenly King Jiuzhong. Prince Yehua?"
Zhiyue stammered and said, "You...how do you know?"
I stumbled out of the teahouse and rushed to the street before I remembered that the sky must be soaring. Stumbled and climbed up to the head of the cloud, the mortal who knelt on the ground was not easily swept down by the wind, and then remembered that I was the purple mist of auspicious clouds driving at the market.
Tengyun was in mid-air, the sky was high and the earth was far away, and the downward vision was vast. My mind was blank, and I couldn't remember the way to Nantian Gate anyway. The more eager the mind, the more empty the mind. I stepped on the cloud head and walked back and forth in the sky a few times, not knowing what to do.
Unexpectedly, when he slipped on his feet, he almost fell to the cloud head. Fortunately, he was firmly supported by a pair of arms.
Mo Yuan's voice sounded behind him: "Why are you so careless that you can fall down on a cloud?"
I turned and clasped his wrist tightly, and said eagerly, "Where is Ye Hua? Master, where is Ye Hua?"
He frowned and said, "Wipe your tears first. I'm just asking you to tell me about this."
Mo Yuan said that God Father used half of his divine power to make an immortal womb for Yehua's rebirth. After he was reborn, this divine power has been with him and hidden in his divine consciousness. Three years ago, he didn't know that Ye Hua also chopped down the four beasts of Yingzhou and gained the other half of God's divine power, before he thought he was hopeless. Presumably, Yehua used all of the divine power of the Father God to counter the Heaven-destroying power of the Eastern Emperor Bell. The Yuanshen was damaged by these two forces, and he spontaneously fell into a deep sleep, but everyone thought he was The soul flew into ashes and disappeared. Even Yehua himself, he was afraid that he thought so.
Mo Yuan said that he should have slept for decades in this round of deep sleep, but the Xuanjing Ice Coffin is a good artifact. Although Wuwanghai belongs to the remains of the Shentian clan, it is actually a holy place for recuperation. I was able to wake up in the year, and it was really crooked.
I didn't hear most of what he said. I only really heard him say, Xiao Seventeen, Ye Hua is back, he rushed to Qingqiu to find you as soon as he landed, so go back soon.
I never thought that he would be alive overnight. Although I have silently prayed for thousands of times, but in my heart I actually understand that it is all extravagant hopes. Ye Hua disappeared three years ago. Under the peach tree in front of the fox cave, the robe he was wearing was buried. He died. Before he died, he made me forget him and let me live freely. But, Mo Yuan said that Ye Hua woke up, he was not dead, he was alive all the time.
I soared all the way back to Qingqiu, accidentally falling from the cloud head four times.
After Taniguchi, he simply abandoned the cloud head and landed, staggering towards the fox cave. I didn’t even know that some little immortals greeted me by the roadside. It's just that his hands and feet tremble involuntarily, fearing that Ye Hua will not be seen, and that what Mo Yuan said is fooling people.
When the fox hole appeared under my eyes, I slowed down. I haven't walked from the main entrance for a long time, and the peach tree planted three years ago next to the cave has been very prosperous. Green mountains, green trees, and blue lakes. For the first time in three years, I have seen the color of the green hills clearly.
The sunlight shone down through the clouds, and a tree of peach blossoms in the green mountains and clear waters was like a shining haze in the nine heavens.
The young man in the black robe standing under the haze of the tree was leaning slightly, his slender fingers stroked the tombstone standing in front of him.
It's like a dream.
I took two steps forward holding my breath, fearing that the scene before me would be gone for a big move.
He turned his head, the wind blew, and the haze on the tree rose and fell into a wave of red waves. He smiled slightly, still the way he first saw it, with picturesque eyebrows and dark hair. A few petals floated in the red waves, and there were no other colors and no other sounds in the world.
He stretched out his hand and said softly: "Shuan Qian, come here."