"I'll treat you to a drink."

As if it was the same words that the old immortal had said in Luofu Mountain that year, Shen Jue looked at the people who had been together in front of him, where was he still in the mood to drink, but suddenly recalled what he had said, and quickly calmed down, his eyes Moved away from his face, he took the wine from the old fairy and raised his head to drink. I don't know what happened. Today, someone served him tea first, and then someone invited him to drink. One after another, it should be a good thing, but he felt that the tea was bitter and the wine was choking.

"Good wine." Shen Jue said, fulfilling his duty of praise.

However, the old fairy suddenly snorted for some reason, looked at him with a half-smile, and waited for a while before saying, "You little goblin, I invited you to drink. You didn't thank me, but you perfunctory me."

Shen Jue wanted to say no, but the old fairy continued: "When your father lost his mind, he also asked me to meet him and invite him to drink. He is not as rude as you, who perfunctory others just because he is in a bad mood. "After a short pause, the old Xian'er said, "This must not have been brought up by your father, right?"

Shen Jue was a little embarrassed, consciously disrespectful, and quickly apologized: "It's my fault, it has nothing to do with my father."

"Then drink another cup." The old immortal filled the wine again and handed it over: "I can't taste this wine for ordinary people, and even emperors rarely taste it. If it was easy to get, he wouldn't be here today. Here. You drink slowly, taste slowly, and tell me whether it is beautiful or not."

Although Shen Jue didn't understand what he meant, he couldn't refuse. This old immortal had already said all the good and bad things, so he naturally had nothing to say. The cup, first smelled the incense, and then dipped some wine on his lips. He licked his lips, and after a while, he took a sip. After drinking the cup of wine, he suddenly understood the old fairy's mind. The old immortal turned around like this in the middle, just to calm him down. A lot of things can only be sorted out slowly by being quiet. Shen Jue knew at this moment that if Yimo made friends, it must be the most worthy friend.

"It is indeed a fine wine." Shen Jue whispered: "I have never tasted such a fine wine in my life. Forgive my clumsiness.

Of course, the old fairy knew that he couldn't make sense. How could he make sense so easily with this wine? If he praised him sincerely, he was very satisfied. He took the wine and said, "I still have some trivial matters. Let's go." Then he glanced at the person beside him, and saluted: "The emperor reminisced about the old times, and Xiaoxian left first. I wonder if the emperor has any orders?"

The man didn't speak, but Shen Jue stopped him and said, "Wait a moment, I still have something to ask."

The old fairy said, "What's the matter?"

"You knew I was coming?" Shen Jue asked.

The old immortal hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you know that your father has two thousand years of Taoism, but five hundred years of Taoism has disappeared?"

Shen Jue didn't know why he suddenly said this, and after a moment of surprise, he quickly asked, "What's going on? I don't know at all."

"He begged me that year," said the old fairy, "for five hundred years for your future situation."

"..." Shen Jue was speechless for a while in surprise.

"He was in a sincere mood, and I couldn't refuse, so I used his five hundred years of Taoism to brew a pot of wine, and I exchanged the wine for a mirror, and borrowed him to take a look." The old fairy smiled: "I also took a look. So I know you're coming."

Shen Jue clenched his fists, and even though he was so suppressed, he couldn't help but redden his eyes. The people who love him the most in the world, besides them, who else would be.

"He once instructed him to take care of you if he has spare energy, so I invite you to drink today." The old immortal said, "I have already invited you to drink, and the next thing is your business. Lord Dijun has many things to do, and it is rare to be free. Don't bother with me, just wasting your time in vain."

After Lao Xian finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

Shen Jue stood for a moment, then turned to look at the man. When he had the skin of a mortal, this man was gloomy and gloomy, and his eyebrows were gloomy, as if covered with a dusty gauze. Looking at it again today, the gloomy aura has disappeared, and he has become more and more otherworldly. If there was still a cloudy air in his previous life, at this moment, he is truly luxurious and terrifying, looking down on all beings.

Shen Jue was not afraid of him, his eyes were fixed on his face, and he looked at him so carefully, seeing that he was prettier than he had imagined, as if the gods in the temple came down and walked in front of him. He looked at each other's subtle changes so intently, not knowing how bright his eyes were, nor how gentle his expression was.

He finally found him. Just thinking about it like this seems to make me laugh out loud. I don't know why, I don't feel much pain when I can't find it, but I'm so happy when I find it. I feel a little dizzy when I find it, and I can't even say a word. So the air slowed down, as if happy and floating.

"..." The other party stared at him quietly, without saying a word, his eyes were cold and silent, like the indifferent snowflakes around him, he seemed to be neither sad nor happy about his arrival. He stood without sadness or joy, looking at his bright eyes without sadness or joy, and then, little by little, darkened.

Shen Jue said, "You are a god..." He said softly, sighing slightly.

The dark eyes returned to calm, and all the joy disappeared in an instant. He didn't know how far the distance between gods and demons was. It was a huge gap. He didn't know whether he could cross it, or whether he dared to cross it. He is not Yimo, who is not afraid of being broken into pieces, he is Shen Jue, the lonely Shen Jue.

His birth crossed the paths between humans and demons, but he did not necessarily cross the moat between demons and gods.

The former emperor and now the immortal opened his mouth and said slowly: "Yes, I am Emperor Nanheng."

Shen Jue said, "Oh." Not surprised at all, she stood for a moment and said, "You know I'm looking for you?"

Nan Heng lowered his eyelids slightly, "I know."

"So, you don't want to meet, right?" Shen Jue said.

Nan Heng raised his eyelids to look at him, looking a little uncomfortable.

"..." Shen Jue said, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

In fact, he didn't know how long it took. After losing his relatives, the passage of time became the most insignificant thing. He didn't remember how many years he had gone. In short, it was a long time and a long journey.

"knowledge."

"You are a god, how can you not know." Shen Jue said, and then said lightly: "Why waste my time, say it earlier, I will not bother."

Nan Heng still did not speak, his expression did not move too much, but a small flame flashed in his eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with his tone at this time, Shen Jue did not notice it, and still said to himself: "Since I found it , I just ask you one thing."

Nan Heng smiled slightly: "What do you want to ask?"

"What do you want to do?" Shen Jue said, "I promised you to look for it, and I did it. What about you?"

Nan Heng didn't answer immediately, just looked at him, his expression seemed to warm up. Shen Jue couldn't hold back in the end, he stuck his whole body over, and wrapped him like before, firmly wrapping him in his arms. As if he was still a general, this man was still the most respected person in the world. At the moment of hugging, the abundance of things in his arms made Shen Jue make up his mind almost instantly, as long as he was willing to let him hold it like this, he would dare to risk his death even if he was a monster and a god.

This was a thought that had never occurred before, and it was the first time that it had come up like this, and it quickly swept through all his thoughts without hesitation.

Then, the person he hugged only moved his fingers and pushed him far away to the edge of the cliff.

This kind of hug had happened many times before, when he was a mortal and the other party was a goblin, and his strength could not compete with him, so he had to acquiesce to being embraced like this.

Now that the little goblin wanted to bully him, Nan Heng easily pushed him away.

She probably didn't expect to be pushed away. Shen Jue stood on the edge of the cliff in a daze. That's the first time she felt that kind of pain. She didn't know where it came from. spread in. Finally, he struggled to breathe.

With just a gesture of pushing away easily, he threw away his armor and was defeated.

His stunned eyes made Nan Heng feel a little helpless, but before he could say anything, the wolf demon who had wrestled with him countless times turned around and Nan Heng watched him pick up the package beside him. Leaving his back, he said, "Since that's the case, there will be nothing to do in the future."

Such words sounded inexplicably familiar, Shen Jue thought blankly as he spoke, as if not long ago, he and the little pine tree spirit had also broken up with each other.

Then, in this world, no one has anything to do with him.

Feeling so distressed that she couldn't catch her breath, Shen Jue tried her best to stabilize her mind, and her fingers were blue and white as she held the wrapped fingers. It was just like this endless pain, Shen Jue said silently in her heart: "So I like him so much."

How ridiculous.

Shen Jue didn't look back, he grabbed the package that had been with him all his life, and walked down the mountain step by step.

The road when he came was no different from the road back. The squirrel girl at the foot of the mountain saw him coming, she waved to him lively, and then watched him disappear from her field of vision.

Nan Heng on the top of the mountain stood on the snow, looking at the footprints on the snow with a dazed expression, and immediately returned to silence. The old fairy got out of nowhere, looked at the increasingly small back at the foot of the mountain, looked at him for a long time, and said, "Why doesn't the emperor speak?"

"What?" Nan Heng asked him back.

The old immortals hesitated because of each other's identities: "The emperor went down to earth and experienced many calamities, and many things were piled there. When he came back, he was busy with official business... One day in the sky, one hundred years in the world. How does he understand?"

Nan Heng pursed his lips invisibly, "I don't even understand this, what's the use." Which one should explain to him.

"..." Lao Xian opened his mouth. He wanted to say what was going on in Shen Jue's mind, how could he still remember such trivial matters, but when he saw the cold expression on the emperor's face, he swallowed the words in his mouth again. He borrowed the Void Mirror for Yimo without authorization, and even though it cost him 500 years, he still violated the rules.

But then Shen Jue just left! The old immortal remembered the old man's entrustment, and finally did not want to let down his friendship, so he took courage and said again: "The emperor has been busy in the sky for five days, but he has been looking for five hundred years in the world, although the little wolf demon is not very promising... …”

Nan Heng squinted his eyes immediately, the old immortal coughed, and when he spoke again, his voice was much lower, and he hummed like a mosquito: "I heard that when the emperor was busy, he also set up a mirror to look at the situation in the world, and he must have seen the little wolf demon. Looking around..."

Nan Heng finally brushed his sleeves: "You talk too much."

"I don't want to talk too much, it's not because you don't say anything yourself." The old fairy muttered in his heart, he didn't dare to say such a stupid thing, and continued to hum: "The relatives of the little wolf have already become Shit, I haven't had a friend in these years, if I'm sad... I'm afraid I'll do something stupid."

So the old fairy clearly saw Nanheng Emperor with a frosty face, and his eyelids jumped three times.

Nan Heng, whose face was a little blue, looked at him with a bit of vicious meaning: "What have I done, he is going to do something stupid?!"

The old immortal was startled by the look on his face, and he murmured: "Because the emperor didn't do anything, he pushed him..."

Nan Heng's face suddenly became even more ugly, "Just because of this?"

A feeling of helplessness arises in the old fairy - he has been looking for so long, you know what he is going to do, but you want to see what steps he can do, but you still push him - the old fairy nodded: "Just because this."

"Then let him be stupid," Nan Heng suddenly changed his face and said softly, "Let him be stupid."

The old immortal was stunned and almost sat on the ground. At a time like this, still need to be angry. How could Nan Heng become so childish after coming back from the mortal world!

Nan Heng, as if he didn't realize it, waved his hand and set up a chess game on the snow again, and said in an unclear tone, "Let's play chess."

The old immortal had no choice but to sit back and accompany him again. This time, he did not know what medicine the other party was taking, but after 20 round trips, he was killed and returned, the old immortal was stunned for a moment and said, "Come again. ."

After another twenty rounds, the old immortal was defeated.

In the third game, he finally held on for a while longer, and after 30 rounds, he was defeated again by Nan Heng.

In the fifth game, he lasted seventy times.

The sixth game... Nan Heng lost ten times.

The old immortal looked at the mess of chess pieces and finally sighed: "Emperor, what does it matter if you look for it once. He looks for you for five hundred years, and you look for him for only one day. At this moment, the little wolf must be back in Luofu Mountain to guard the grave. "

He didn't persuade him, but after persuading him, Nan Heng first held Heizi to start the game again, and it took another 20 rounds to kill him.

The old immortal didn't want it anymore, so he took the chess and said, "Xiaoxian still has some things to do, so I will retire first." He said no more words, this time he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and really slipped away. Don't play with him.

Nan Heng sat alone for a while, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

He found Luofu Mountain all the way. He was no stranger to this place. When handling official business in the sky, as Lao Xian said, he watched him every day, watching him go back and forth, watching anything he wanted, and seeing that he would come every time in the end. Come here.

The number of times he watched it, he closed his eyes and knew what the plants and trees here looked like.

Naturally, he also knew the tomb where he was buried together.

However, there are always things that he did not expect. For example, at this moment, he looked at the tomb not far away, but did not find Shen Jue's figure, but there was a new tomb beside the large tomb that was buried together.

Nan Heng's face suddenly paled.

Shen Jue was lying inside, and it was when the sun was setting. He knew that the burning clouds outside were gorgeous and dazzling, but those beauties had nothing to do with him.

Lying on the wet soil, he felt soft and soft, very comfortable, which could be called comfort.

It's really comfortable, the land is the ultimate destination of every life, and the tombs beside me are my relatives.

After a few years, his body will be turned into mud in the future, washed by the storm, and mixed with the bones of his relatives in the surrounding land.

They will always be family.

Shen Jue closed her eyes, raised her hand without hesitation, and took out the demon pill from her chest. That was the only thing his mother left him, so he came into this world and lived as a human being.

Then he crushed it.

"Shen Jue!" In a trance, he shouted violently, as if the momentum of thunder, awakened his confusion.

Shen Jue opened his eyes and saw his emperor beside him. Yuebai's robe was covered with wet mud, and even his head was stained with yellow mud, which he had never felt before. Shen Jue looked at it, and suddenly there was a subtle joy, this joy carried a kind of malice, thinking, look, you also have today. However, he felt cordial, as if this was the closest they had been since they met, and it was on the apex of his heart.

Then, Shen Jue, like a naive child, showed a childish look, and said softly to him in a mocking tone, "I won't play with you anymore."

- I'm not playing with you anymore.

Maybe it was because he laughed too happily, or maybe it was because this sentence was too shocking, Nan Heng lost his mind and forgot to continue to cast spells to protect his life.

So the man in his arms returned to the shape of a wolf in the blink of an eye, and died silently.

- I'm not playing with you anymore.

Shen Jue followed Black and White Impermanence, and obediently entered the underworld, during which he even turned his head lazily, never wanting to look at the lost spirit again.

He followed the black and white impermanence and kept walking, until he came to a sea of ​​red flowers, every flower was blooming wildly, the flowers did not see the leaves, the leaves did not see the flowers, and there were two people standing in the bright flower sea, looking As he approached from a distance, he stretched out his hand in unison.

He recognized them and ran over quickly, his feet cheered, and there were fine lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiled.

In this world, there are those who fail, and there are those who pity them.

(Shen Jue's story, finished)