Encountering a Snake

Chapter 101: Spoiler Childish God③

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It was Qingming again, and Shen Jue returned to Luofu Mountain. The birds and beasts in the mountain had psychic abilities. Although they did not take human form, they recognized him. They watched this man come year after year. In their memory, every time he came back, he returned to the small courtyard, replaced the rotten table legs, tightened the loose mortise, and the rainstorm washed him away. The collapsed wall was repaired, the moss-covered water tank was washed clean, and the mountain spring was filled again... Even so, the small courtyard was still in irreversible decline, but he was busy, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

In the afternoon, green smoke will rise from the chimney in the small courtyard, the aroma of vegetables will float in the air, and warm wine will be poured into the delicate jug. Everything was finally placed in front of that grave.

Pairs of beastly eyes, watching him kneel down, kowtow, and sleep silently leaning on the stone tablet.

Even though the Sri Lankan has gone, this is still his hometown in his heart.

He returns every Qingming Festival, conducts a rest sacrifice, then picks up the package and leaves again. Year after year.

His life is condensed into two points, one point is the grave in Luofu Mountain, and the other point is extended into an endless line. Turn around, return straight to the first point, and then extend again to infinity.

This process was repeated over and over again, and he didn't complain about suffering or tiredness. Just feel tired.

When he was exhausted to the extreme, he would speed up his walking, and the face of that person would naturally appear in front of his eyes amidst the constant whistling wind in his ears.

That was an emperor, who inherited the lineage of the concubine in the harem, and was born with a good appearance. But there is no way to sum it up with beauty or ugliness.

Because he is the emperor, whether he looks good or not is the last thing that anyone cares about. Who cares? For the courtiers, that is the monarch and should not be looked up to. For the common people, "emperor" is just a word, a title, which can be admired but cannot be imagined. To everyone, he is just an illusory shadow that dominates the world behind a title.

But Shen Jue knew that he actually looked good. Even though it is gloomy and chilling, it is also bright and vivid. His face came into his eyes first, and then the identity of the emperor.

But at that time, one of them was the master of the world, very arrogant, and the other was a monster that could crush mortals, and they were equally proud and conceited. So when they are together, they always wrestle with each other a lot, fight back and forth, and often get angry.

So he refused to go to court due to his illness, whether it was ten days or half a month, the longest time he was "sick" for half a year; when the emperor was angry, he would refuse to summon him, even if he knew that he was in the imperial study under the eyes of everyone. He knelt down for a whole day with the courtesy of the monarch and his ministers, but he didn't say a word to get him up.

Rumors and rumors spread in private in the court, most of them said that he looked like the prostitutes in Goulan. There are also upright civil servants who sneer in person. This was something that even Shen Jue didn't care about, but in the end someone paid the price in blood. They were still angry at that time, and they hadn't seen each other for more than two months. He was practicing swords in his general's mansion, and his servants rushed in to report that the emperor sent the official who had trouble with him to prison this morning for slander. .

Even though Shen Jue knew that that person was a thorn in the side of the emperor who wanted to get rid of him, he did not expect him to act like this. Gossip is the least thing Shen Jue cares about. He is Shen Qingxuan's child, and he is never afraid of slander and slander.

What does it matter? No matter how vicious the words and curses are, it will just pass through the ears. In the end, those who scold him will die, but he is still alive. He is a demon, too lazy to argue with mortals.

But the ruthless king made a move, and blood flowed like a river when he made a move. No one knew what he was thinking, not even Shen Jue. Naturally, it was impossible to get an answer from the emperor.

This was not the only time, when he became a general and held military power, no one in the court dared to talk to him anymore. Or maybe it's been a long time, and everyone has gotten used to it. After getting used to it, no one has any objections to him staying in the dragon bed overnight. As for the emperor and the general's anger, they refused to go to the court or were fined to kneel down and refused to be summoned, and they all turned a blind eye.

The days were supposed to be peaceful, but the passing years revealed the truth. The officials who entered the court later than Shen Jue were all graying at the sideburns, but the general's face remained unchanged, and then the rumors of evil spirits began to grow again and spread wildly.

When there is no room for too many rumors in the dark, it will appear on the bright side, and finally one day when it comes to court, someone says "the great general Shen Jue is bewitching and bewitching the lord".

The emperor on the dragon seat asked the general who had nothing to do, "Are you a demon?"

The general went out to bow down and replied: "I don't know. I don't know what a 'demon' is."

Shen Jue didn't expect to bleed. After all, if the emperor resolutely ignored such a matter, the courtiers would not dare to say more.

But that day in the court hall, the emperor suddenly became angry like a hurricane, so the man's death was inevitable.

Still no reason, no reason, no answer.

Everyone in the world said that a companion is like a tiger, but he has stayed by his side for many years. His emperor's mood is like quicksand on a rock, unpredictable, but he has been his general for more than forty years. Holding the world's military horses in his hands is equivalent to grabbing his lifeline. However, none of the fights between them was because of this country.

Shen Jue thought quietly to the wind in his ears: We have never had anything to do with pros and cons for so many years.

Nothing to do with interests, nothing to do with power, nothing to do with wealth, nothing to do with reputation.

Maybe it was because he was a demon, or maybe it was just because he was Shen Jue. Thinking of this, his footsteps gradually slowed down, and finally stopped, and he sat down slowly as if he was suddenly powerless, and then leaned back, lying on the ground where he didn't know where he was, watching the sky where the clouds gathered and dispersed, quietly I am thinking about the person I have been looking for so far.

His miss does not have any ups and downs, just a glass of white water, colorless and tasteless, indispensable.

After lying down for a long time, Shen Jue sat up straight and looked around. The scenery was vaguely familiar. The scenery in the world was always less unfamiliar to him and more familiar. He had traveled too many places, almost everywhere, even Repeatedly walk through many times. But this place is not familiar enough for him to know where it is just by looking at it.

Shen Jue looked suspiciously at the surrounding scenery, and according to his vague memory, he walked to the southwest for a while, and saw a mountain peak in the distance, towering into the clouds, half surrounded by greenery, half covered with snow. He suddenly remembered that that was where the old fairy buried his wine.

After standing for a moment, he walked towards the mountain. Even though he was a fairy, he also had a few encounters, and it might not be wrong to say that he was an old friend. Shen Jue wanted to meet the only person in this world that he was still familiar with.

In this world, this old fairy is the only acquaintance who can call him by his name. He has been many, many years, and has never seen anyone he knows.

The mountain is extremely high and slim, with green grass and green trees from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and the fragrance of birds and flowers. Once stepping here, Shen Jue felt the abnormally abundant spiritual power, and then faintly heard human voices. Curious, Shen Jue followed the He searched for the sound, and spent a cup of tea, but the sound seemed to be right next to his ears, but he didn't even see anyone. Shen Jue thought maybe he had met the same kind. At this time, he suddenly turned around, and a hole was smashed into the ground where he had just stood behind him, and a pine cone lay motionless in the hole. Shen Jue raised his head, looked at the squirrel on the tree, and reluctantly believed that the pine cone was dropped by it.

"Are you looking for me?" said the Squirrel.

Shen Jue's eyelids twitched, and he said with a calm expression, "I heard someone talking while passing by, so I came to find out." She cupped her hands as she spoke, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"Your voice is really ugly." The squirrel said, and suddenly disappeared after speaking. When it reappeared, it was a girl in gray clothes, who jumped over and asked, "Are you going to the top of the mountain?"

Shen Jue nodded, and the squirrel girl said, "I'll take you there."

As he said, he took the lead and walked ahead, but he was happy all the way, jumping endlessly, and greeted "everyone", whether it was a butterfly or a wild bee, when wading through the water, he didn't even let go of the frog in the puddle, as if that one All of them are spirited monsters. In fact, after Shen Jue's identification, they were undoubtedly wild animals, and he was very speechless.

Walking to the mountainside, one step further is the snow, the squirrel girl stopped and said: "It's very cold up there, I just moulted, you go by yourself."

Shen Jue wanted to thank her, but the girl jumped three times and twice, and she jumped long. He could only turn his head away, turning a blind eye to the squirrel that curled up in a ball and rolled itself down the mountainside after regaining its original shape.

Stepping on the snow, Shen Jue was not in a hurry to go up. It was the first time he had seen such a steep and strange mountain wall. It was rare to see half green water and green mountains and half ice and snow world. Rarely did he become interested, so he slowly climbed up step by step, wondering which road Xu Mingshi took when he climbed the mountain that year, and whether there was such a squirrel girl to guide him. Thinking about it, there shouldn't be any, otherwise Xu Mingshi would have said that the old man's biggest characteristic is that he can't hide his words; he also thinks that this mountain is full of aura, so it's really a good place for cultivation, no wonder the old fairy would bury the wine here to brew, Just thinking about it calmly, before I knew it, I was approaching the top of the mountain.

There are also voices on the top of the mountain, sometimes near and sometimes far away, quite familiar. Shen Jue was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the old fairy had a guest, maybe he was inviting someone to drink. From Yi Mo, Shen Jue deeply understood how much this immortal loves wine, and how much he likes to show off his own wine. I couldn't help but take three steps and two steps, and soon reached the highest point of the mountain.

At the highest point of the mountain that looks extremely tall in the distance, it is a flat ground, like a knife. There is naturally snow on the platform, and it is a thick layer, which can sink as deep as the waist when stepped on. Just above the deep snow, there were two people sitting facing each other. One of them is an old fairy, and the other has only his back. There was a chess game between the two of them, the chess pieces were carved out of unknown objects, shining brightly in the white snow. There is another low table next to the chess game, and sitting on the table is a figure dressed as a child, who is simmering hot wine and making tea.

All three of them knew that there was a guest coming from afar, but none of them looked up at him.

Shen Jue waited for a while, and had no choice but to walk over by himself. Before approaching, the little boy serving tea and warming wine offered a bowl of hot tea in his hand and turned around.

"Toil all the way, quench your thirst."

No matter the voice or appearance, isn't it the little pine tree spirit in Luofu Mountain

Shen Jue was stunned, he did not expect to meet him like this, he was in a daze for a moment, as if he was still in Luofu Mountain, when he met him, Gao Tang was still there, and he was not alone.

He was in a trance, and the hand of the pine tree spirit serving the tea was kept raised until Shen Jue regained consciousness and took the tea, then smiled and said: "I left in a hurry, and I didn't say goodbye to you. Later I heard that many things happened to you , I was afraid to trouble you, so I didn't go looking for you, so I never had a chance to say "thank you". Now that you're here... I just said it face to face."

The little pine tree spirit said and bowed down, and saluted him seriously: "I was ignorant and ignorant in the early years, but fortunately you took care of me and tolerated me, and then gave me the opportunity to help me become a fairy, and now I have achieved something. Everything Thanks a lot."

When Shen Jue looked at him, he was a stranger. When did the little pine tree in his memory be so polite and indifferent, but he didn't show any emotion on his face, because he knew that the other party's thanks were sincere, and the indifference and alienation were also sincere. Mu Ben Unintentional, the most difficult to cultivate, if once successful, it is accomplished. So he drank a cup of hot tea, handed back the empty tea cup, and said flatly: "You don't need to thank me, you are very talented, as it should be."

After serving tea and drinking tea, there is no relationship between them.

The little pine tree spirit took back the teacup and said to the old fairy: "Thanks for taking care of me, the last thing is over, I'm going back."

The old fairy was fully focused on the chess game, and only nodded. The figure of the little pine tree spirit disappeared.

The chess game was peaceful and quiet, no one was holding the pieces, but the pieces seemed to be pushed by invisible hands, moving up and down, each step took a long time to come out. It seems that the two are wrestling in secret, like a fugue.

Finally another piece was moved, and it turned out that the white chess fell, the old fairy opened his eyes, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "The Emperor is in a state of mind, what else is there to play, even if I win, it doesn't matter much, that's all, let's not play. "

The person with his back to Shen Jue didn't make a sound.

"Emperor, an old friend is visiting, so let's say hello anyway." The old fairy waved his sleeves, put away the chess game, took hot wine, filled the jade cup slowly, and drank it himself: "Be a fairy!" Yes, all living beings are equal, even if he is just a little goblin, he must be courteous and considerate."

Shen Jue was startled when he heard the words, his gaze stayed on the jade cup in his hand for a moment, and then slowly moved to the man's back. Earlier he felt that the back was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it, after all, there is no one but the immortal who can drink with the old immortal here. He can't think of going there, but things always develop unexpectedly.

"You always ask me to taste wine, so it's for this reason." Finally, the man in the moon-white robe made a move. The pattern of swimming dragons and flowers is extremely luxurious, but graceful and low-key. He turned around and met Shen Jue's face. Shen Jue was still surprised by the familiar voice, half-believing, but now seeing him turn his face away, she was really shocked.

"Shen Jue."

This sound was the old fairy calling him, "I was in the chess game before and couldn't get out. You have been here for so long and I haven't asked you to sit down. It's really a disrespect for hospitality."

The old fairy said that he brought a cup of wine and offered it himself:

"I'll buy you a drink."

The author has something to say: the next chapter of Shen Jue's extravaganza is over, heck, I want to write the next chapter, but I haven't had a chance to push it there, and everyone is screaming that the beast has a heavy taste, big fat, taste Light people beware! ! !

Then, Encountering a Snake is about to come to an end, and a new hole has been opened—"My Hometown is Merry Everywhere"