The lush greenery gradually faded into withered yellow. The bluestone streets of Jiuyi City were covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. Pedestrians wrapped in thin coats walked quickly in the cool breeze.
It seems like she hasn't been here for a while?
The last time I came back to Jiuyi, it was clearly a warm spring day.
In the past hundred years, thanks to her brother's gift, her happy and happy days in the human world were far less than what she had been in the past. If the God King is not in Buzhou Mountain, her future successor must always be there, right?
Although, it is better that she is not here than not.
A gust of cold wind blew in front of her, making her, even a god, shiver. Bei Ming wrapped herself in a light red dress and rushed towards Sanwei Bookstore.
The fat shopkeeper is dead, and now sitting at the counter of the three-person bookstore is his second grandson, who is as thin as a pole.
This person was polite to her, but he often had a confused look in his eyes. Today, for example, when she entered the door and walked around the screen to the yard behind, her second grandson who was lying on the counter didn't even raise his head.
Unlike the fat shopkeeper, he has no enthusiasm for running a bookstore.
However, it is also time.
Many years have passed since she started writing storybooks and came to this world to live happily.
All the books that still exist in the world, or have disappeared, are all included in her Jingzui. In addition to the messy things she wrote herself, I can't say that her Jingzui hides all human affairs, but it's not too far off.
Buzhou Mountain will collapse, and when Yunqing breaks through the Tianmen, the immortal clan will leave this continent and go to Jiutian.
Thinking of this, Beiming paused as he walked towards Jingzui.
Jiuyi was overturned by the withered autumn mood, but peach blossoms were in full bloom in front of Jingzui's small building. The spring garden in front of her was not her handwriting, but her beauty, Jingzhi.
When she met Jingzhi, it was just her lust. After all, she was a god. How could she be sincere to others casually? She pestered Jingzhi because she was greedy for his panic when he was teased by her.
However, this greed has lasted for a hundred years inexplicably.
She didn't know whether she had true feelings for Jing Zhi, but the way Jing Zhi looked at her became more profound as they stayed together day after day.
Thinking about it like this, Beiming tilted his head proudly. Who said beauty is a disaster? If she is not beautiful enough, wouldn't it also be a disaster for a beauty?
Beiming stepped forward again, walking faster and faster. When she was about to enter the door, she heard a quarrel coming from Jingzui.
Inside the room, Mr. Cen’s voice was deep and filled with uncontrollable anger: “Le Zheng Xichen, how many more years are you going to stay in this small building and covet me?”
Bei Ming, who was about to enter, stopped under the door and silently listened to the quarrel among the people inside.
However, Jingzhi did not answer Master Cen's angry question.
"Le Zheng Xi Chen!" Mr. Cen raised his voice angrily, "The reason why the Le Zheng family sent you to the human world is so that you can understand the suffering in the world and overcome it, not to let you become intoxicated and unable to extricate yourself!"
It's a pity that Master Cen's words still haven't been answered.
Mr. Cen was so angry that he punched the table hard, and the table legs made a sound for a while because of his beating.
Jingzhi is the chosen one in the world of immortality. Ninety years ago, he successfully broke through the Mahayana period and entered the Tribulation. At that time, the four races of humans, demons, ghosts, and demons were talking about it and guessing when he would go there.
Kunlun was struck by thunder?
Therefore, the demon Langfeng started a gambling game.
She loved to join in the fun, so when she heard about this bet, she took Jingzhi to Langfeng. If she remembers correctly, she could give him a hundred taels and fly to the top within fifty years. New
Did Jingzhi also pledge it?
What else did he pledge?
In the huge silence, Master Cen couldn't stand it first and spoke again: "Lezheng Xichen, with your qualifications, you should have entered the late stage of transcending the tribulation fifty years ago and went to Kunlun to transcend the tribulation and ascend. But until today, you still haven't
In the early stages of transcending tribulation, your cultivation has been at a standstill for a full ninety years!"
Jing Zhi, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke: "Master Cen, Pindao's qualifications are not that unique. Pindao has stopped moving forward because he cannot move forward."
"Absurd——" Mr. Cen was furious, and Jing Zui was horrified by the roar.
After shaking for three times, he said, "Le Zheng Xichen, if you have the ability, could you say what you just said again?!"
"..."
"Ha." Master Cen sneered, "Le Zheng Xichen, you can bully me and the world, but you shouldn't bully yourself. I know you stopped yourself because of her.
But you know best in your heart that even if Beiming is not a demon, if God allows you to be together, will she be with you? She won't, because in her heart, there is no——"
"Master Cen!" Jing Zhi raised his voice and cut off what Master had left to say, "Beiming is just a close friend of the poor Taoist."
"Ha." Master Cen laughed, his voice full of ridicule, and then he sighed, "Well, I was just asked by someone to ask you, how long do you plan to stop?"
Jingzhi didn't answer.
"Okay, it's up to you." After saying that, Master Cen rolled up his sleeves and turned around to go out. When he walked to the door, he saw Bei Ming leaning to one side. The expression on his face became more and more annoyed. He opened his mouth and wanted to scold Bei Ming.
But when he was about to say the words, he swallowed them back.
In the end, he just muttered "Injustice" and left.
The wind in Jiuyi City became stronger, blowing into the courtyard gate and blowing down a few of the peach blossoms in front of Jingzui.
In which year, on a whim, she saw a peach blossom blooming at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, so she broke it off and stuck it in her hair? Jingzhi saw the peach blossom and asked her if she liked it?
She said yes.
Later, Jingzhi personally planted dozens of peach blossom trees here, but the world is not Kunlun, and every day is April. When the peach blossoms withered, she inadvertently sighed, what a pity.
From then on, the peach blossoms in front of Jingzui always bloomed undefeated, even though she did not spend as many days in the human world as before.
Looking up again, Jing Zhi was already standing beside her. He waved his sleeves, and on the peach blossom branches that had been blown down by the autumn wind in the world, new peach blossoms bloomed again.
Complex emotions surged up in her heart in an instant, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Jingzhi, you don't have to be so nice to me."
Jing Zhi smiled and asked, "Did you hear what Master said?"
She recalled that when she first bumped into him, although he had a gentle demeanor, there was actually impatience in his eyes. Now, not only did he look gentler than before, but even the look in his eyes when he looked at her was as soft as the March River.
thin willow branches.
"Yeah, I heard it."
"Master, you don't need to take it to heart."
"Eh?"
Jing Zhi smiled and stretched out his hand to straighten the peach blossom branches in her hair: "The thoughts that Pindao has because of you have nothing to do with you. It's because Pindao is stubborn and doesn't want to be exposed."
"Why don't you want to?"
The smile on Jing's lips bloomed like a flower because of Beiming's question: "Beiming, didn't you say that? The most beautiful place in the world is not in the two mountains, but in the world."
She said so.
"Pindao thinks you are talking nonsense, because Pindao was born in the world, and he has never felt that the world is as beautiful as you said. It is you who let Pindao know whether the world is beautiful or not, not in Pindao, not in the world, but in the world.
you."
Bei Ming retreated in panic.
Her retreat caused a flash of sadness in Jingzhi's eyes. He closed his eyes and turned away.
"Pindao likes what you said. People should follow their true intentions throughout their lives. For example, in the past, Pindao was devoted to the Tao and could not be distracted. Now, Pindao has concerns in his heart and no longer wants to be distracted." As he said this, Jingzhi once again
Turning sideways, he faced Bei Ming, who could not hide his panic, "Bei Ming, I don't want to go to Kunlun without you."
"That——" Kunlun doesn't have her, but Buzhoushan does.
Jing Zhiqing tilted his head and chuckled: "Every time, it's you who teases Pindao until he's speechless. This is the first time I see you being teased by Pindao so much that he doesn't know how to deal with it. It's quite interesting."
"Huh?" Bei Ming straightened his back and immediately raised his head, "Who doesn't know how to deal with this?"
Jing Zhi smiled and stretched out his hand: "Where is the notebook this time?"
The notebook was in her sleeve, only half written. When she wrote this notebook, she had no evil intentions, but now, she suddenly felt that she could not take out the notebook in her sleeve.
"Um?"
Bei Ming squinted and said angrily: "Ben - you said last time that the books I wrote were all in the same routine and were becoming more and more boring. If that's the case, why should I write it for you to read?!"
"No... is there?" Jingzhi took back his hand in disappointment.
Seeing him so disappointed, Bei Ming suddenly felt that she had committed a huge evil. When she came to her senses, she had taken out the storybook from her sleeve and stuffed it into the other person's hand.
"Well, there's only half of it, so you can live to read it." As he said that, Bei Ming's face turned red inexplicably, "Also, don't laugh at me, otherwise, I won't write anymore!"
"Okay." A good word, mixed with Shen Ruhaomiao's infatuation, made Beiming avoid his eyes in a hurry again.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a big red paper crane flying into Jingzui.
"what?"
Before she could ask the question, Jingzhi had already flicked his sleeves and grabbed the red paper crane into his hand. The paper crane landed in his palm and began to chatter:
"Little demon, in three days, I will marry Immortal Lord Yunqing at the Shuiyue Tower in Chongquan - ah, no, it is a contract. As my best friend, you must come to watch the ceremony."
After the paper crane passed the message, it turned into red flowers that jumped and danced. Seeing the commotion of the red flowers, Bei Ming knew that the heart of Demon King Jiang Li was even more turbulent.
"Tch~" Bei Ming curled his lips, "The majestic demon king actually wants to be a spiritual pet for a god, so he is so proud!"
Jing Zhi smiled and said with a smile: "If Beiming is willing to be Pindao's spiritual pet, Pindao will also be proud of it."
"..." She is not a demon, so how can she be a spiritual pet for others?!
Seeing that she refused to answer, Jing Zhi smiled and changed the topic freely: "Are you going to the wedding banquet of Demon King Jiang Li and Immortal Lord Yunqing?"
"Wedding?" Bei Ming held his chin and looked at Jing Zhi, whose eyes were filled with narrow eyes. There was only one question left in his mind: how did such an upright little Taoist priest end up with the aura of a bastard?
"Um?"
"go!"
The formation of a contract between the Demon King and the God King was the most important event in the world. The liveliness of Chongquan was also the first time in the world. She always loved the excitement, how could she miss it?
Besides, she is fortunately Yun Qing's biological sister. If Yun Qing and Jiang Li get married, ah, it's not that Jiang Li and Yun Qing have a contract, Jiang Li will be her biological sister-in-law.