Not long after Daonian said he would guard Shen Changan to sleep, the sound of thunder stopped.
Shen Changan didn't even look at the night sky, pretending that the thunder was still ringing, and he was no longer afraid. Fortunately, Daonian didn't seem to notice this little thing. He was sitting in the room with the book, which was the most beautiful painting in the world.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more I look, the more energetic Shen Changan lies on the quilt, unable to sleep.
"What's wrong?" Seeing him on the bed, tossing and turning like pancakes, Daonian raised his head and looked at Shen Changan. The orange light added a bit of warmth to Daonian's expression, without the usual indifference.
"I can not sleep."
Daonian frowned, could it be that... Changan was suggesting to him that he wanted him to tell a bedtime story? In human cultural works, it seems that there are often plots of bedtime stories
Thinking of this, he stared at Shen Changan for seven or eight seconds before putting down the book and walked to the bedside and sat down: "What story do you want to hear?"
"Ah?" Shen Changan was stunned.
Seeing Shen Changan's stupid appearance, Daonian sighed again, and reached out and touched his head exposed outside the quilt: "I'll tell you a little story about your human emperor."
"Go to sleep after listening, okay?"
Shen Changan: "..."
I have a plan for a man, but this man tells me bedtime stories. What a chaotic emotional entanglement.
Shen Changan was a little desperate at first, but as Dao Nian's secret royal news became more and more exciting, he couldn't help but be fascinated by it. It turned out that emperors also have so many hobbies.
Seeing that Shen Changan became more and more energetic, Daonian stuffed Shen Changan's arm outside the quilt back: "Sleep well, not going to work tomorrow morning?"
Shen Changan blinked, staring at Daonian without speaking.
Daonian saw him looking at him eagerly, and after a long time of embarrassment, he suddenly bent down and touched his forehead lightly: "How old are you, do you still want to listen to stories and kiss good night?"
Shen Changan: "..."
Shen Changan felt that if he was a volcano now, it must have erupted. If you are popcorn now, you must have started frying.
Daonian just now... Did he really kiss his forehead
"Sleep." Daonian stretched out his hand to cover Chang'an's wide-open eyes. He was afraid that Chang'an would see that there were hidden desires under his pretentiously calm surface.
The moment I leaned over just now took all my courage.
Shen Changan's eyelashes are very long, and the eyelashes are swept around Daonian's palm like a small brush. Daonian looks down at his hand: "The eyelashes can't be moved."
Shen Changan: "..."
Is this requirement too strict
Shen Changan wanted to say that he could have another good night kiss, but the sleepiness suddenly flooded into his heart, he couldn't bear it, so he could only fall asleep unwillingly.
I'm so sorry...
Before falling asleep, he couldn't help but think, he could have dragged Daonian to talk about poetry, poetry, philosophy of life...
Withdrawing his spiritual energy, Daonian looked at Shen Changan who was sleeping very sweetly, got up and walked to the window, looking at the dark sky, and suddenly opened his mouth.
"What if there are no omissions, everything is unexpected."
The sky seemed to be stimulated, and there was a faint flash of thunder.
"Hey." Daonian sneered, pulled the curtains, and placed a barrier around the house to block the noise. Those Lei Ai can't split, anyway, it can't affect Chang'an's sleep.
Chang'an of his family...
Daonian looked at Shen Changan on the bed and asked in the silent room, "You belong to my family, right?"
The only answer to him was silence in the room.
"Silence is affirmation." Daonian nodded, "I understand, I will be responsible for you in the future."
Outside the window, the wind whistled, lightning flashed and thunder, and the sound of the wind was like a monster descending.
Daonian sat back in his seat and picked up the book that he hadn't read a line since he entered the door.
Shen Changan had a very comfortable dream. He dreamed that the whole world was shaken by wind and rain, but he was not afraid at all, as if something surrounded him, blocking all the wind and rain that tried to approach him.
When he woke up, it was already bright, and the window was foggy and white.
There were a few delicate roses in the vase on the table. Daonian didn't know when he left. He felt inexplicably that his breath still lingered in the room.
Thinking of the good night kiss before going to bed, he couldn't help but reached out and touched his forehead, got up to wash up, and went downstairs with some anticipation and some anxiety, but Daonian was not in the living room.
He was a little disappointed. He took bird food to feed the parrot, and the ugly bird who ate a lot every day but didn't grow much.
This bird is a bit ugly, but every time I see Shen Changan, it is very enthusiastic, waving its small wings and flapping at Shen Changan's palm. leave.
"After getting up early, you should drink water and eat well." Shen Changan played with the clown bird for a while and put it back into the nest.
"Sigh." Shen Changan looked around, Shen Tu and the others were in the yard, Liu Mao didn't know where he went, and Uncle Zhao was still in the kitchen, so there was only him and two birds in this place for raising birds.
Feiying looked at Shen Changan suspiciously, what did she sigh early in the morning
"If..." Shen Changan added spoonfuls of bird food to the parrot trough, "in the whole villa, there is only me, an ordinary person, and you two ordinary birds."
Feiying: "…"
She couldn't accept this.
"But how can there be ordinary people who are good brothers to themselves..." Shen Changan brought two fruits, one red and one green, "Come, which one do you like to eat."
"If I choose green, I will slowly develop a relationship with Dao Nian. If he is willing to accept me, it is best, if not... if not..."
Feiying's paw that was about to reach for the green fruit stopped.
"If you choose red, it is destined by God, let me go forward bravely and persevere. Don't be cowardly, just do it."
Feiying: "…"
You dare to look up to God, what else is destined by God
Feiying is a clever bird who doesn't want to make trouble for herself. She feels that she should choose green fruits. No matter how special Lord Tiandao is to this human being, he is just a human being.
But…
This is Shen Changan.
She stretched out her paw and pressed it on the red fruit.
Human life is short. If you meet someone who can make you tempted at the best time, then try hard. No matter whether it is successful or not, at least when you are old, you can recall a short life and leave a few more colors.
"Red?" Shen Changan looked at the parrot with a smile, "It's a coincidence, I think so too, it seems that this is God's will."
Feiying: "…"
Humans are really shameless. What they want to do, they have to find an excuse, God's will
If God's will knew that you were still struggling with this right now, it would have pressed you to the ground on the spot.
After confirming his thoughts, Shen Changan went to work in a good mood. Feiying lowered her head and nibbled at the fruit that Shen Changan had fed her, and ate it slowly.
"You did a great job." Uncle Zhao got out of nowhere, and he smiled and looked at Fei Ying who was eating the fruit, "When Mr. and Chang'an become Taoist companions, I will suggest Mr. to give you a red envelope to thank the media."
Hearing this, Feiying almost got stuck in the neck by the fruit, no no no, she didn't dare.
Uncle Zhao put a red fruit in her trough: "It's delicious."
Feiying: When she gets fat, will she be slaughtered for meat
Shen Changan's good mood continued until Uncle Zhang called him.
"Uncle Zhang?" Shen Changan closed the page on the small coup for chasing a lover, "How are you doing?"
"I'm still alive." Uncle Zhang coughed a few times, "I went to the Imperial Capital a few days ago and got some good things. Come and share."
"That's so embarrassing." Shen Changan thought that Dao Nian was a monster, and that Uncle Zhang might have something helpful for the monster's cultivation, and said, "Then I'll come to you at noon."
"Okay." Uncle Zhang glanced at one person and one ghost playing games in the corner, and his cheeks were swollen with worry. Disciples and grandchildren are not promising one by one, and they know how to play games every day, and one by one in Taoism exams.
A ghost with a special destiny that can even cause turmoil in the human world. Forget it, in order to buy a new skin, he actually played with him on the Internet, holding his throat and pretending to be a woman.
Poor him, in his 70s and 80s, facing these nasty things all day is simply a test of fate for him.
After comparing Zhang Gu with the otaku ghost, Uncle Zhang completely understood how good Shen Changan was and how worry-free. Every time at this time, he wanted to sigh with emotion. If only he had met Shen Changan a few years earlier, he would definitely accept him as his close disciple.
"Ah! Zhang Gu, hurry up and lick the medicine bag!"
"Fuck, the opposite must be open!"
Uncle Zhang was upset when he heard the clamor, no wonder the old man didn't like to live with the younger generation now. What kind of head is this kind of life.
He has not accepted disciples in these years, and the sect arranged for Zhang Gu to be his assistant. But what is the use of such an assistant
When the doorbell rang, Uncle Zhang turned his head and said to each and every one of them: "The guests are here, just clean up when it's time to clean up."
Zhang Gu and the otaku ghost quickly stood up and cleaned up the living room. Worrying that the dust in the gap of the sofa would not be cleaned up, he also made a villain out of talisman paper and cleaned it in the gap.
Unfortunately, after opening the door, what Uncle Zhang saw was not Shen Changan, but several seniors in the cultivation world.
These seniors didn't know what happened, they were sweaty and pale, as if they had experienced something extremely terrifying.
"Yunfeng, Yanyin?" Uncle Zhang stretched out his hand to support the two, while the otaku ghost and Zhang Gu stretched out their hands to support the other practitioners.
"How is this going?"
"The sky is messed up." Yun Feng covered his chest and vomited out a big mouthful of blood. He leaned against the sofa in frustration, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I can't figure it out."
Uncle Zhang looked at Yunfeng in horror: "How come?"
"Yesterday I watched the sky at night and found that the constellations were disordered and the Dao of Heaven was unclear. I rushed to Daoist Yunfeng's residence and saw him fainted in the yard." Yan Yin's face was pale, "I'm not good at deduction, so I reluctantly make calculations. After a star and a half, I was almost killed by the backlash."
"In the end, it was these fellow Daoists. We barely managed to calculate where the vitality was in Wuming City, and then we took a special plane and rushed over." As a monk, Yan Yin managed to be compassionate, but he couldn't help but watch. Others are in trouble, "Zhang Daoyou, heaven is in chaos, what is waiting for us?"
According to the relevant records, every day there is a slight change in the Dao, wars and disasters will be ushered in. If the Dao is in chaos today, what will they face
"Uncle Zhang."
"Uncle Zhang, is your doorbell broken, why can't it be pressed?"
In the dignified atmosphere, Shen Changan's voice was like the key to breaking fear and despair. Several masters reluctantly came out of their despair and powerlessness and looked at the door in unison.
Only Yan Yin folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.
In front of a bunch of masters, the otaku ghost was extra cautious. He slipped to the door and opened it for Shen Changan: "Boss Chang'an."
Shen Changan stuffed the cooked food in his hand to the otaku, and just walked a few steps into the house, when he saw several people sitting in the living room, he took back the steps he took and said to Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, I don't know about you. There are guests, I will come down later."
"This is Mr. Shen." Yun Feng, who had just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, saw Shen Chang'an's eyes light up, "Please sit down, please sit down."
Several other masters also showed expressions similar to Yunfeng's. Shen Changan suspected that he was not a human, but an ingot essence. Otherwise, why are these people's eyes looking at him so bright
"One by one, don't jump around when you are injured." Uncle Zhang stuffed Shen Changan with the good tea he brought from his sect, "It's useless to be in a hurry when something happens, God has the virtue of good life, there will always be Give us a little bit of life."
"Did something happen?" Shen Changan found that these old people looked very bad, as if they had suffered a serious illness. Usually when he sees him bringing food back, the otaku ghost, who is always elated, also has a solemn expression, which makes him unable to restrain himself from being serious.
"Is the Great Demon King alive?"
Uncle Zhang: "..."
"A demon was born?"
Yan Yin: "..."
"It can't be the end of the world." Shen Changan laughed dryly, but he found that the expressions of everyone other than himself seemed to be... more solemn.
"Really, the end of the world?" Shen Changan couldn't help holding the tea in his arms tightly, "If the world ends, what will the panda do?"
"Boss, it's almost the end of the world, who still cares about pandas?" The otaku ghost turned grief and anger into appetite, desperately eating the snacks brought back by Shen Changan, "I just want to be a ghost and earn some pocket money online, old man. What is there to think about in the sky, it must come to the end of the world?"
"The end of the world, what will it look like?" Shen Changan swallowed, "Is it like in the movie?"
"Why did the dinosaurs disappear, we humans will probably disappear." Uncle Zhang made tea, his tone was extraordinarily free and easy, "It is not the whole world that will usher in the end, but we humans and some other creatures. We are all You are a mortal, and you cannot save the common people, but you have a clear conscience. If you really usher in the end of the day, I just want to leave few regrets."
"The weather is getting weirder and weirder recently, and I don't think things are going well." Zhang Gu sat beside Uncle Zhang, "Last night, it was windy and thunderous. How can there be so much downpour in winter? With Jinglei." Zhang Gu regretted that he didn't follow his master to learn his skills when he was a child, and now he can't help him when he encounters a major event.
"Maybe there is a turning point." Shen Changan felt that he was now more afraid of death than before, and he still wanted to have a vigorous love affair with Dao Nian, who was unwilling to give up when anyone stopped him.
"Yeah, maybe there is." Yun Feng smiled with a pale face. He looked at the golden light of merit on Shen Changan's body, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Shen Changan with burning eyes.
life, life...
They have been desperately searching for that invisible and intangible lifeline, but they forgot that Shen Changan unknowingly solved many events that would have led to catastrophe.
The plague ghost, as well as the resentful ghosts who would have turned into evil ghosts, all changed the course of events because of the appearance of Shen Changan. Perhaps vitality is not a magic weapon that can save the world, but people.
If Shen Changan is really alive...
A few unhealthy reds appeared on Yunfeng's cheeks, and he said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Shen, if the end of the world is really coming, what will you do?"
"I..." Facing Yunfeng's longing eyes, Shen Changan was very honest, "confess to the person you like, and die together."
If time comes to an end, all he wants is this.
The blush on Yunfeng's cheeks subsided.
No, he was wrong. For people who can save the world, when faced with a catastrophe, they definitely don't think about feelings.
"Can I ask a question?" Shen Changan couldn't help asking when he saw the expressions of these old people becoming more solemn, "Heavenly Dao is disordered, it means the end of the world."
"You don't understand the mystery of the Tao of Heaven." Uncle Zhang stuffed a cup of brewed tea into Shen Chang'an's hands, "Do you know the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, when the world was in chaos?"
Shen Changan nodded.
"When there is such a big war, the astronomical phenomenon is only different." Uncle Zhang smiled bitterly, "If the chaos is like this today, we don't need to think about what is welcoming us."
"Maybe, maybe it's just that God is in a bad mood, or is it in a good mood?" Shen Changan saw that the atmosphere in the room was too heavy, "Maybe it will be fine in a few days."
"If that's the case, that's fine." Uncle Zhang couldn't bear to tell the cruel future to the young man, he sighed, "None of us can predict what the future will be like, if you have something you want to do, do it as soon as possible. Do it, in case the end of the world does come..."
"I understand." Shen Changan nodded solemnly, turned around and walked out the door.
"Where are you going?" Uncle Zhang wanted to leave when he saw him turn around. He was afraid that he would do something against the law and discipline, so he quickly said, "You can't do something that violates the law and discipline."
"I'm going to confess to my sweetheart!"
Heart, sweetheart
Zhang Gu stared blankly at the empty door, when did Shen Changan have a sweetheart
"I know, I know." The otaku ghost found a video on the Internet, "Did you see it, Shen Changan was a hero saving beauty at the entrance of the shopping mall."
"That's not right," said a Taoist priest who didn't speak much. "I see Xiaoyou Shen's face. It is the fate of no kinship, no wife and no child, how could it be..."
"Oh." Zhang Gu and the otaku ghost sighed together, it seemed that Shen Changan's confession was going to fail.
"No, that's not right." Yunfeng shook his head, "Shen Xiaoyou's face, at first glance, is indeed the same, but his face is very strange, as if everything is just an appearance, but unfortunately I am not good enough to detect his face."
Everyone was silent. If Yunfeng couldn't see it, they couldn't do it.
Shen Changan parked the car in the garage and came out to see Shen Tu guarding outside the flower room: "Shen Tu, is Dao Nian over the flower room?"
"Yes, but..." Before Shen Tu could finish his words, he saw Shen Changan running into the flower room like a gust of wind. Shen Tu looked at his feet suspiciously. Is that the running speed that a human being should have
In the flower room, the elders of the beast and monster clan, the water clan, and the bird clan sat cross-legged on the futon, with a solemn expression, and no one dared to speak in front of Lord Tiandao.
"My lord, the unknown person who brought Mr. Shen to our clan's temple yesterday may be the murderer of Elder Pig." Elder Fox's tone was a bit complicated, "Although I don't know what agreement that person made with Elder Pig, my beast and monster clan would never dare to do so. Violating the rules of Heaven."
Back then, there were a few goshawks in the bird clan who were not able to transform with their spiritual intelligence. Because they violated the rules of heaven, they ate the remains of a human with merit. So far, no bird demon has been able to successfully transform.
This incident has become a classic negative case for the entire bird world. Anyone who dares to lose their minds must think about the punishment the bird family has received over the years.
"The whole of my clan is very self-blaming for what happened back then. We checked it carefully afterwards." Hearing the words that violated the rules of the heavenly way, Elder Peacock said very consciously, "I found out that those few people who had just developed their spiritual wisdom back then. The goshawk was deliberately led by someone with a heart."
Unlike ordinary goshawks, the goshawks that have turned on their intellect can digest the souls of other creatures.
He suspected that the person who seduced the goshawk to make a big mistake had ulterior motives and wanted to avoid a certain rule.
"Do you know who the goshawk ate back then?" Elder Fox suddenly looked at Elder Peacock.
"Who is it?" Elder Peacock had an ominous premonition.
"Mr. Shen Chang'an's father." Elder Fox looked at Elder Peacock's expression, and when he saw his face full of shock, self-blame, and shame, he didn't seem to be lying, so he withdrew his gaze.
Elder Peacock only felt ashamed, not to mention the great kindness that their bird family owes Mr. Shen, it turned out that they still owed a debt.
"Dao Nian." Shen Changan pushed open the door of the flower room, and saw several people kneeling on the futon, and half of the courage he mustered instantly disappeared.
What day is it today, and why are you serving guests
"Hello, Mr. Shen." When these guests saw Shen Changan coming in, they all bowed respectfully to him.
"Hello." Shen Changan hurriedly bowed back, these demons were too polite.
"Come here." Daonian saw that Shen Changan was sweating on his forehead, and asked him to sit beside him, took out a handkerchief and threw it to him: "Wipe the sweat."
Shen Changan wiped his face with the handkerchief, and the more he wiped it, the redder he became.
"Hot?" Daonian saw that his cheeks were flushed, he waved his hand to cool down the room a little, and poured him a cup of tea, "Drink some water."
"Hmm." Shen Changan thought about it and felt that when pursuing a lover, he must be diligent in complimenting him, so he said, "Dao Nian, your Mandarin is quite standard."
"Why do you suddenly say this?" Daonian was puzzled.
"Most of you pandas are in Shu, and you don't even have a Shu accent at all when you speak, which is amazing." Shen Changan said, "I have a college classmate who is also from Shu, and he is very good at everything. That's the standard. The Shu Pu, I can't change anything."
Daonian and Daonian had nothing to say and could only be silent.
The demon cultivators who were sitting on their knees were even more speechless. Although all of them know that adults have nothing to do with pandas.
With Shen Changan around, they stopped talking about the previous topics and started talking about local customs or underwater wonders.
But when Shen Changan heard the elder Peacock say that he was actually a peacock, his expression became a little more subtle.
Although Elder Peacock's appearance is not too young, his face is very good, and I heard that monsters can change their age at will.
He turned his head to look at Daonian, then at Peacock again, frowning.
I heard... Peacock is the companion animal of panda
"Mr. Kong's prototype is the green peacock?" Shen Changan thought thoughtfully, "I heard that the green peacock is already an endangered species."
Elder Peacock said quickly: "It is not easy for any race to survive now."
Shen Changan nodded: "You are right."
The total global population is as high as more than 7 billion, and the number of green peacocks is too small to be counted. In this regard, his competitiveness may be a little insufficient.
Rare is precious. From this perspective, his competitiveness is too weak.
Facing Elder Peacock, who was especially guilty of Shen Changan, he suddenly found that Shen Changan looked at him a bit wrong.
Elder Peacock:
The author has something to say: Elder Peacock: I am not, I am not, my hometown is in Yunnan, far away from pandas! !