Ji Mo sat in the field for a long time. Ever since he looked at the world with insatiable eyes instead of eyes, he has become accustomed to that there are no blind spots everywhere. Even if he looks directly at the sun, he will not feel dazzling, as if he is living in another world through the screen. life.
When he thought that his eyes would recover soon, Ji Mo couldn't recall what it was like to look at the outside world with his naked eyes. However, looking up at the still dazzling sunshine, he finally stood up and told himself that there was still a lot to do, this is the world of adults, and there is no extra time to be sentimental.
Lingshan Xiaozhu is not big, although it is the residence of Shennong Ding, it is just an ordinary country courtyard. The angry Xianzhou is out of place.
Pushing open the old wooden door that was cleaned very well, Ji Mo found only a gray-haired old man lying on a rocking chair in front of the window. Although he was resting, he still had a few woven straw sandals in his hands. Identity, anyone will believe that this is just an ordinary rural old farmer.
The ancient society was based on agriculture, and the Shennong Ding was once the most respected artifact in the world, but unfortunately it is no longer needed with the advancement of human technology. When the old man eagerly asked Ye Mingjun about the situation in the world, but learned that his disappearance did not cause any trouble in the world, although he was relieved, his originally energetic face finally showed a bit of old age.
At this moment, Shennongding suddenly understood Tiandige's thoughts. They used to be an indispensable existence in the world, but now they are gradually useless. For an artifact, not being needed is equivalent to death.
Because it used to be brilliant, it is even more reluctant to be regarded as antiques or decorations, but the times are moving forward after all. No matter how many small worlds immortals create, it is not the homeland where they once fought with their masters.
As long as the body of the artifact has been carefully maintained, the artifact will not age, but this time, Shennongding really felt the fact that he was already old.
Yes, even Qi Mingzhu, the most lively and noisy among them, had gray hair and learned to be quiet. It's really been a long time.
He still remembered the joy and excitement of the tribe when they made the first straw sandals. In the blink of an eye, no one in the world wears these old things anymore.
The contemplative old man made Ji Mo feel the vicissitudes of the house, and at this time he could only break the silence softly, "Excuse me, where is Lord Ye Ming?"
At the mention of Ye Mingjun, Shennongding's cloudy eyes regained clarity in an instant, and he immediately said angrily: "Go out to catch deer to play. Really, I still don't have the slightest calmness at this age, so I don't know what he will be in the future. How to do?"
Although his words were complaining, Ji Mo could hear the care in it, smiled and said, "Jun Ye Ming is a little more casual, in fact, he understands everything he should know, he just likes being taken care of. a feeling of."
These words made the old man raise his eyes unconsciously. These artifacts are basically much older than all immortals. The immortals they have always chosen are sincere and fearful. Such an attitude is indeed rare, and it is no wonder that Qi Mingzhu likes it.
That guy had a coquettish temperament. When Emperor Xi was still around, he would show off in front of his master every day. He had to admit that it was the most beautiful artifact. He would lie on the ground without being praised every day. not get up. For this reason, he was despised by Shanhe Sheji Tu Haosheng, but he proudly shone on the crown of Xi crown and showed off to a group of artifacts: "I can be put on my head by Emperor Xi, can you do it? ?"
Among the top ten artifacts, Qimingzhu has the function of accessories. Everyone thinks that there is no such thing as a bronze tripod or a picture scroll on the head of the master. In the end, they can only unanimously decide that one day when Emperor Xi is away, they must put it on it. The beads are locked up and beaten up.
This plan was not realized in the end. Their masters were hidden one by one, and the artifacts that once gathered in the heavenly court were scattered everywhere. Later, Qimingzhu, the symbol of Emperor Xi, also learned to grasp the proportions, no matter how sloppy they were, they always kept the immortals. The high-level appearance that should be there is no longer wanton and stubborn. Shennongding has really not seen him for a long time, and he still misses him a bit.
"After this incident, Tiandi Ge's best end is also to be permanently sealed. If Shejitu is conspiring with it, it will be fine. If not, it should be completely destroyed. In short, it will never come back. And I, The body is ruined like this, and I don't know how many years it will sleep..."
Some bleak sighs of the doomed reality, Shennong Ding's peaceful eyes looked at Ji Mo, as if to confirm whether this human being was trustworthy, remembering Qi Mingzhu's happy appearance when he mentioned him, he finally nodded. Just instructed:
"If Tiandi Ge chooses to destroy, our corpses will probably still be sent to Qimingzhu in the end. It's not a good feeling to collect corpses for our companions. You have to accompany him more."
Ji Mo knew that Ye Mingjun cared about his companions, and after hearing this, he only answered firmly: "I will always accompany him."
The determination in this tone made Shennongding relieved a lot. He glanced at the house and finally made his own decision, "Young man, there is one thing I want to ask you."
"Is it the fairy girl?"
He hadn't said what it was, but Ji Mo had already guessed the words behind him. Shennong Ding was seriously damaged, and he will no longer be able to protect Li Xian'er in the future. After solving the Heaven and Earth Ge, Heaven and Earth will no longer be able to let heaven and man walk in the world. His only concern now is how to find a support for Li Xian'er. Ye Mingjun wouldn't bring outsiders with him, but Ji Mo was more humane than Qi Mingzhu, so it was no surprise that Shennongding found him.
After being revealed by one sentence, Shennongding looked at the human in front of him inquiringly. He didn't expect that this person was worried about Ren Qingya and thought about other people's movements. : "Qi Mingzhu is right, you are very smart. The so-called wisdom will hurt, especially when you are with a guy with his temperament, don't think too much."
Ji Mo also knows that his temperament to think twice is easy to go astray. Although he has the confidence to handle the relationship with Ye Mingjun, he has no excuse, just chuckled: "Mr. Li, I feel like I am at my father-in-law's house. Welcome."
As soon as these words came out, Shennongding also found that he was so serious and sincere, and he looked like the old husband before the daughter was married. Just imagining the scene of the bead as a child was very uncomfortable, and his face instantly put on a look of life. A bright pearl is not as good as the look of disgust with raw barbecued pork.
Even so, the old man was also touched by these words, and after being silent for a while, he couldn't help but sigh: "I really want to see Xian'er get married safely."
Since Shennongding entrusted Li Xian'er to them, Ji Mo always wanted to know what was going on with her, so he asked, "Can you tell me how to take care of Miss Xian'er?"
The matter of Li Xian'er can be traced back to 400 years ago, when Shennong Ding and Fengxian had just been defeated, and the world was blocked by the formation, completely cutting off contact with the outside world. Although it is a major event that affects the future of the world, at that time, it had nothing to do with a little girl in a small town in the mountains.
When Li Laohan was young, he was just an ordinary farmer. He finally married a daughter-in-law and died after giving birth to a son. He cried all night, wiped his tears, raised his son alone, and used the money he had saved from farming to marry a wife for him. After a few years of peace.
Unexpectedly, it has not been stable for a long time, the court battle is very tight and conscription is required, and all the men in the village are taken away by the officials. Although Old Man Li was old and his legs were not as fast as he was young, he insisted on supporting his daughter-in-law and granddaughter who were left behind, and only waited for his son to return to share the family after the war.
Unfortunately, in the end, what he waited for was only a list of the dead, as if he was stingy with paper. In the long list of densely packed names, his son was squeezed at the end, and he was torn apart due to the negligence of the officials. Then, the official gave him fifty taels of pension silver, which was considered to have bought this life.
At that time, a mad scholar in the city told him, "The general's son was greedy for merit, and he led his troops to chase bandits and was ambushed by the enemy. All the people in your village were under his banner, and the entire army was wiped out without even a single merit. Or maybe the magistrate has some conscience and didn't swallow you up..."
Old Man Li didn't know what the war was about or what the scholar was talking about. He just asked numbly, "What about the general's son?"
This scholar has always talked madly, and at this time he even laughed loudly: "I was captured, and the court is going to redeem it with money!"
"He killed my son, but he lived?"
When he said this, the old man Li's eyes almost dripped with blood, but the scholar scratched his messy hair, laughed wildly and said to him, "Who told you that you are not a general? The son of the noble is the man, the son of the pariah. What's the matter, other people's dogs are not as good as others, who cares except you?"
Later, when Old Man Li heard that the mad scholar had been beheaded for slandering the imperial court, he collected the corpse from the scholar, only to discover that the man actually had a property in the city.
Li Laohan's son died early, and his daughter-in-law was still young. He felt that he had no hope of giving birth to a daughter in this family. After receiving the news, he left overnight without a trace. He has already recognized the reality. People are divided into noble and lowly. He can't let his granddaughter continue to be a pariah in the countryside. He sold the fields and cattle, brought the money that his son had exchanged for his life and the house deed of the scholar, and moved in with his granddaughter. in town.
In the city, Old Man Li had no means of making a living, so he could only do part-time jobs. Fortunately, he was used to it. Although he was nearly fifty years old, he still had some strength. It was enough to support a little girl.
That day, the teacher in the city found a bronze cauldron while gathering herbs in the mountains, presumably it was a good thing in ancient times, so he recruited coolies to pull the treasure into the city. Old man Li took over the job and went up the mountain just thinking about sending his granddaughter home.
At that time, Li Xian'er was getting older, and like the little girl next to her, she also liked to dress up like the little girl next to her. She is a sensible little girl, but she never asks her grandpa to buy it. However, who can hide the eyes of a child.
After observing for a few days, Old Man Li knew that what she liked most was a plain silver hairpin, and he secretly asked the price. Five taels of silver was exactly the same price as his son's life.
He calculated how much rice and grain the money could buy, but in the end he couldn't bear it, so he comforted his granddaughter: "Xian'er, you are too young to use this right now, when you grow up, grandpa will buy it for you as a dowry. "
The ten-year-old girl didn't know what marriage was, so she asked expectantly, "How long will it take for Xian'er to grow up?"
"As long as you eat well, soon."
"Okay, then I'll eat a few more buns."
"Grandpa has taken over a job. When he comes back, he will buy buns for you. Lock the door and stay at home. Don't run around."
"Well, when Grandpa comes back, maybe I will grow up."
Before leaving, Old Man Li glanced through the window, the little girl was still wearing the pink jacket she just got, waiting obediently in the room, and she was so cute and cute just by looking at it.
He thought that he had to be more diligent, so that his granddaughter could marry a good family, and her life could be regarded as a human life.
Old Man Li thought that the war in the imperial court was the top disaster in the world, and if they stopped fighting now, their life could never be worse.
However, just when he and the coolies finally dragged the broken cauldron back, a meteorite had already fallen on the town. Except for the few people who happened to go to the mountain, no one in the city survived.
When he used all his strength to rush back, there were still two people fighting in the sky, and new monks, Yujian, came from time to time, and a country old man couldn't break through the formation they set up, even if these people fell Every spell in the city may bring disaster to the little girl in the city who may still be waiting for her grandfather, and he can't do anything but watch.
Later, with the fall of the besieged heaven and man, the monks finally left, but the city also disappeared. Until now, Old Man Li didn't know whether his granddaughter died from a meteorite, or whether he escaped and died in the battle. He didn't even find the girl's body, he only knew—
The court killed his son, and gave him fifty taels of silver anyway; the gods killed his granddaughter, but didn't even give an explanation.
As a result, no matter how diligent they are, their lives are not human lives.
Why should I bring her to the city, and what if I live hard in the country as a pariah
Why should I dig this tripod, why should I leave her alone at home
She just wanted a plain silver hairpin, why didn't I just buy it for her
This time, there was really no hope. The old man was full of thoughts that drove him crazy. He could only bump his head against the bronze tripod with red eyes. He didn't even know that blood and tears were shed.
"Alas, mortal..."
Finally, at the moment when the old man was desperate, the soul full of hatred awakened the sleeping Shennong Ding. With a long sigh of vicissitudes from the ancient times, the ancient artifact finally responded to his prayer, it promised this old soul, as long as he If he is willing to repair the body with his own soul, he will take revenge for him and let Li Xian'er grow up safely for him.
It is also an artifact without a heart. After Qimingzhu came to this world, he finally understood what love was; however, Shennongding understood what hatred was.
He transferred the artifact spirit into Old Man Li's body, and found Li Xian'er's soul, but this broken body no longer had the cultivation base to revive the dead.
Shennongding borrowed the power of a dead god to turn her into a god, but when writing the character information, she could only set it based on the memory left in her body. As a result, the god Li Xian'er completed her life in just one day. , like a flower that blooms and thanks every day, it is a cycle from morning to night.
Shennong Ding is an artifact in the end, I don't know what a mortal girl thinks and does every day, the created heaven and man are just puppets carrying Li Xian'er's memory, and now I can only instruct Ji Mo: "I promise Li old man will order The culprit has been punished, and now it will finally be done. It’s a pity that you can no longer revise Xian’er’s rules. Since you can create a demon king, please make some effort in the future to give her a stable and happy future for me.”
"I understand, please give me all her information. Since her soul has not changed, as long as she writes about her past experiences in detail, I think it is not difficult to restore a Li Xian'er."
Immortals fight, mortals suffer. Now the world is used to this kind of thing. Although Ji Mo was silent, he quickly calmed down.
Ji Mo guessed that Li Xian'er would have such a situation. It should be because the amount of text is too small. At present, he estimates that the number of words in the formation of heaven and man is more than 300,000 words. Shennongding probably cannot make such a detailed description of a little girl. I am also afraid that I have added wrong settings to Li Xian'er, so I need to seek human assistance.
Qimingzhu's ability to sense people's hearts was trusted by Shennongding. Seeing Ji Mo's promise, he took over the map of the mountains and rivers. With the surging spiritual power, there was another figure of a ten-year-old girl on the blank picture scroll where only the demon master folded his arms and meditated. , when her settings are completed and she turns around, she will be a brand new heavenly being.
After doing all this, the big stone in the old man's heart finally fell, his fingers reluctantly brushed the girl on the scroll, and finally closed it, only solemnly said to Ji Mo: "You and Shanhe Shejitu have a good relationship, so you can use it, maybe There will be surprises."
Ji Mo was a little surprised when he heard this. After thinking about it, he answered truthfully: "Because I am the target of Ye Mingjun's strategy, the system will obey my instructions."
"The divine artifact has its own arrogance. Although the mountain, river, society and plant are destroyed, if its remaining divine sense resists, do you think the formation implanted in the underworld can force it to obey the orders of others?"
Shennongding has been away from the world for hundreds of years. Although he does not understand these novel things made by the underworld, he knows the map of the mountains and rivers very well. Even if there are only a few remnants left, it cannot let go of the enlightenment that has worried him for most of his life. Mingzhu, probably only after watching Qimingzhu find a life partner as she wished, would it really be willing to disappear.
"I have instructed Xian'er to listen to you, as long as she and Ren Qingya join forces, they will be able to deal with most of the new-born gods. As for the old gods and goddesses, the old gods like Xiandi and Laojun are just a few words at most, so it shouldn't be too embarrassing. you."
Looking down at the picture scroll that no longer had its former glory, the old man's eyes were full of emotion, he handed the picture scroll back to Ji Mo's hands, and only sighed: "Young man, protect yourself and take care of Qi Mingzhu, I am an old man. That's all I can do for you."
Ji Mo and Shennongding chatted for a long time, and when they walked out of the wooden house, he was still a little heavy. He was thinking about adjusting his mood, but he found Ye Mingjun standing against the wall outside the house.
The immortal, who has never been restless, stood quietly by the wooden window, the shadow of the eaves and the long snow-white hair covering his low-hanging face, and he did not know how long he stood there. As if feeling Ji Mo's sight, the immortal raised his face, and then showed him a bright smile as usual.
The Xihuang Qiming Pearl is a symbol of light. No matter what the situation is, he will only guide those who look at him toward hope.
However, Ji Mo now can distinguish the loneliness that the immortals occasionally show in their eyes. He did not pierce the hidden thoughts of this beautiful pearl, but just stretched out his hand to Ye Mingjun and said softly: "After I go back, I will study well. The way to repair the bronze cauldron."
Hearing this, Ye Mingjun's eyes that had been lowered because his companion was about to leave immediately became more radiant, he clenched the young man's white hand, and responded with his usual energetic voice: "Of course, Shennongding is too old-fashioned. , I want to draw him some lines that match the times, do you know how to collect the expression packs that humans say?"
Well, he underestimated Ye Mingjun, this person always only needs a word to destroy the atmosphere.
Reluctantly found that the immortals may not need comfort, Ji Mo could only sigh: "This is comparable to a disfigurement. If I were Shennongding, I would hunt you down even if I woke up from the ends of the earth."
For Ye Mingjun, if Shennongding can come to chase and kill him one day in the future, it is the most gratifying thing. At this time, he only squeezed Ji Mo's palm.
"Don't worry, the nine of them together can't catch up with me. Only you can throw me into the wastebasket in this world."
Ji Mo didn't expect that he would still remember this episode. After thinking about it carefully, it was probably the first grievance experience in his life for Qi Mingzhu, so he patted the back of Ye Mingjun's hand with a light smile and reassured: "I will cherish it in the future. You, stop littering."
Seeing that the haze in Ji Mo's heart finally dissipated, and he could talk to himself with a smile as usual, Ye Ming-Jun felt much more relaxed. He didn't deliberately tease this little guy, he just reached out and gently stroked the youth's hair, when the feigned mischievousness faded, only sunshine-like tenderness remained in his eyes, "Laugh more like this, this is what I hope what you can bring to you."
In the fifth month that he met Lord Ye Ming, this immortal, who was so strange that the priest of Morning Star could not understand at all, finally showed everything in front of him.
During this period, Ji Mo has learned a lot and has changed a lot, but there is only one thing that remains the same as when he first met, that is - the world with Ye Mingjun will always be brighter and warmer than when he was alone.
The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun: I just fed the white deer to eat melons, and its face turned green with joy.
Ji Mo: Skin! Why are you so skinny
Ye Mingjun: I'll give you a skin, won't you be happy
Shennongding: This guy is now not only skinning, but also spreading dog food. He even stole three melons from me. I'm going to call the police!
The Xianzhou dungeon is coming to an end!