Seeing Zhuang Qing looking up at herself, Huan Huan was a little inexplicable: "What's the matter?"
"What do you mean, I and Fu Li... have met before?" Zhuang Qing never believed in the so-called past life and present life, and now suddenly hearing Huan Huan say this, his heart was not joy, but absurdity.
"Elder White Ape, what do you mean by this sentence, I have met Zhuang Qing?" Fu Li was also very surprised, and asked this question almost in unison with Zhuang Qing.
"You don't know yet?" Huan was even more surprised than the two parties involved, and put the teacup on the table, "Isn't Xiaozhuang the human pet you kept in your last life?"
Zhuang Qing thought that there was something wrong with his ears, he stood there in a daze, his mind buzzing, and he lost his normal thinking ability. He turned his head to look at Fu Li, as if he wanted to find some truth in him.
"Pets from previous and previous lives?" Fu Li stammered, his tongue seemed to be knotted, "But they look different at all."
"It's normal to have different looks. After reincarnation, they are not the same parents. If they can still look the same as in the previous life, then it would be strange." Huan Huan didn't know how big a thunderbolt he had cast, so he took out another one from his Qiankun bag. A lot of things came out, "In the last life, Xiaozhuang was a human, with a short lifespan and no fate with you. Fortunately, you are still a demon in this life, and he has become a demon, and they have come together."
"Some people have no fate to meet even if they are reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes. If you can meet again, or even become a Taoist partner, that is a marriage made by heaven." Huan Huan nodded with a smile, "Very good, very good."
It was obvious that Huan Huan was talking about his previous life, but he seemed to be listening to someone else's story. Even thinking of the pictures he saw in the retrospective mirror, Zhuang Qing didn't even think that the human named Bolian was himself.
He was jealous in his heart, and even wished that the human being who had never appeared was himself
"Fu Li." He sat blankly on the office chair, and after a long time, he met Fu Li's worried eyes, "I remember you said that you just treat Bolian as an ordinary friend, with no other meaning at all?"
Fu Li opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer: "Ah..."
"Is there a big difference between me and Bolian? Or, is there a shadow of him in me?"
"You and Bo Lian," Fu Li shook his head, "are not alike at all. He has a gentle personality, has a refined manner, and always smiles when he is with me."
Fu Li was reluctant to recall the past, and even with the memory of Bo Lian, he deliberately left it in his heart. Because he knew better than Bolian that the death of human beings represented the end of everything, a fate that was destined to end, and if he continued to persevere, only pain would remain.
Seeing Zhuang Qing asking so earnestly at this moment, he dug out the memories hidden in his heart little by little. It's just that these memories have been hidden for too long and have changed color for so long. It is true that Bo Lian and Zhuang Qing have nothing in common, neither in appearance nor personality.
Bo Lian likes to hold his original form, sit at the entrance of the cave and bask in the sun, while telling him all kinds of anecdotes in the world. He also often cooks food in the world for him. Elder Bai Yuan said that noble sons like Bolian would never cook in the human world. Bo Lian also likes to paint, painting the sky, painting the landscape, painting the landscape, and painting him. Whether it is a human figure or the original form, he has appeared countless times in Bo Lian's pen.
"Maybe, he likes you very much, and he still likes you from the moment of death to the moment of reincarnation." Zhuang Qing remembered that after Bolian's death, he waited day after day, gave up the fate of the emperor, and gave up the future after reincarnation. Desperate and lonely waiting for the day to see Fu Li goodbye. In the end, what he waited for was not Fu Li, but the news of the death of the demon cultivators in Wuying Mountain.
"Are you really not moved by what Bo Lian did?" Zhuang Qing looked up at Fu Li, and there were stars shining in her beautiful pupils.
"You two are talking slowly, I seem to smell Kunpeng, so I'll go to him to reminisce." Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Huanxuan stood up without hesitation, put down the teacup and said, "Nephew Zhuang, I Can we go back and take a look?"
"Please." Zhuang Qing made a gesture of invitation, and Huan quickly left without looking back.
Fu Li: "… "
"Why don't you talk?" Zhuang Qing turned to look at Fu Li with a smile on her face.
"Do you want me to say moved or not?" Fu Li swallowed.
"This is what I want to ask you, I just want to hear your sincerity, no matter what you say, I won't be angry." Zhuang Qing opened the curtains and looked out the window, "Although Uncle Yuan said that my previous life was my uncle Lian, but I have no memory at all, nor do I have any empathy for those past lives and emotions."
"In my eyes, you and Bo Lian are different. Bo Lian is my friend, my pet, and you are my lover." Fu Li secretly observed Zhuang Qing's expression, "It feels different."
"Although our souls are the same?" Zhuang Qing looked at Fu Li.
Fu Li slowly shook his head: "It's different, although the soul body is the same, but the memory is different, and the past is also different, that is a different existence."
"The past life is the past life, and this life is the present life." Fu Li wanted to speak sweetly, but in the end he chose to confess, "The moment Bolian died, in my heart, our fate was over."
Zhuang Qing was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled inexplicably: "I really don't know if you are affectionate or ruthless."
Fu Li sighed helplessly, he knew that Zhuang Qing would be angry. If he says he will not be angry, it is a liar: "I can't lie to you, I didn't know feelings back then, and I didn't know that Bo Lian had love for me." When he knew, it was already two thousand years later, Bolian's body has long since turned into a handful of loess. Back then, the Qinglong clan made trouble in the Huai River Basin, flooding so many places. Bo Lian's body, I don't know where it was washed by the water, maybe it sank to the bottom of the river, maybe it flowed along the water to an unknown place, and finally it ran aground and dried up, disappearing between heaven and earth.
I just hope that Bolian's body can sleep peacefully without being disturbed by Colonel Mojin.
"I see." Zhuang Qing picked up the coat on the chair, "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Fu Li looked at Zhuang Qing, unable to react.
"Take Uncle Yuan to see Uncle Feng and Uncle Kang. They haven't seen each other for many years, and they must have a lot to say." Zhuang Qing walked to the door and hooked at Fu Li, "What are you still doing here, follow up."
Fu Li stepped forward to hold his hand and said with a smile, "Mmm, okay."
Zhuang Qing tilted her head to look at Fu Li beside her, and saw that he laughed heartlessly, and sighed helplessly in her heart. It seems that his previous life and his life are still similar, at least the aesthetics are the same, and the people he likes are all the same. Same.
When Kunpeng saw Yun Yun, not only was he not moved, but he almost got into a fight. However, although Yun Yun's force value is lower, his speed is very fast. Kun Peng failed to succeed in several consecutive attacks, so he simply sat on the ground: "I won't fight you."
"What are you fighting, if it wasn't for us, you might have been struck to death by the thunder." Yun Yun took a look in Kunpeng's house, and there was nothing other than the thick carpet. He sat cross-legged like Kunpeng. "It looks like you've been doing pretty well recently."
"No way, your nephew is filial to our elders." Kunpeng shook his legs and said, "Raise us well."
"You are called our nephew Xiaoli. These days, we should give some greetings to you." Although he looks rough in appearance, his personality is very delicate. Kunpeng is a means to sow discord It has no effect on him at all, and he is not the kind of brainless Feng Ruizhong.
"It's just right for the younger generation to be filial to the elders. What kind of greeting do you want?" Kunpeng snorted unhappily, "If he hadn't cried so hard, I wouldn't have been woken up by him."
"When the cub was just born, why did you cry twice? Haven't you seen the cub cry?" Huanxuan is not happy, it's okay to provoke him, but if he says his cub is not good, then he is not happy .
"I've seen cubs cry, but I've never seen a cub cry so much that the sea is churning, the sun and the moon are dull." Kunpeng said angrily, "You can be patient, take this kind of fierce..."
"Uncle Yuan, Lord Kunpeng, sorry to disturb you." Zhuang Qing walked to the door, knocked on the door, and glanced at Kunpeng, "Uncle Yuan, Fu Li and I are off work, let's go back together."
Huanxuan stood up and patted the dust that didn't exist on his body: "Oh, our children picked me up for dinner, so I won't argue with you about these useless issues."
Kunpeng:"… "
It's great to have children, vulgar and boring way of showing off, what's the difference between those street aunts in the human world, I despise them.
But still so angry!
The three demons got into the car, and Fu Li saw that the car was not uncomfortable, so he felt relieved: "Elder, you came to the human world this time, you won't leave, right?"
Huan said: "If you don't go, you won't go."
Fu Li smiled.
The car drove halfway, and suddenly said: "Xiao Zhuang, you have suffered all these years." In the previous life, for Fu Li, the fate plate was destroyed. Shortly after birth, in this life, he suffered various hardships, whether it was a person or a person. Demons, it is difficult to survive these fates. However, Zhuang Qing not only survived, but also took a bloody path for his own destiny. It is no wonder that he was able to obtain the inheritance of the Qing Canglong and even became the Dragon Emperor of the Shui Tribe.
Hearing this sentence, Fu Li suddenly remembered that it was because of his previous life that Bo Lian was looking forward to seeing him again after he died. Having suffered so much, without father, mother or relatives, life and death are hanging by a thread.
"Zhuang Xiaolong..." Fu Li suddenly felt uncomfortable. There was no warning in this discomfort. The whole heart was soaked in a jar of bitter and astringent liquid, which made him breathless.
"This is what I did in my last life, and it has nothing to do with you or me." Zhuang Qing saw that Fu Li's expression was wrong, "Make your favorite honey chicken wings at night, do you want to eat it?"
"Think!" Fu Li nodded.
He thought, he still had the energy to eat, and it didn't seem too sad.
Fu Li and Zhuang Qing returned to the Fei Palace, and Huan was near the nostalgia and walked at the back. He heard the hurried footsteps of Feng Ruizhong and Kang Gu.
"Xiao Zhuang, don't take the things you saw this morning to heart."
"Yes, in fact, it was that Bo Lian who was interested in Xiaoli unilaterally in the past. We Xiaoli never gave him the slightest hint."
"Yes, yes, even in our hearts, we like you more."
狌狌: "..."
These two friends, I'm afraid they are fools, right