Chapter 6 White Snake’s Past

At night, as expected, Jiang Nu knocked on Yun Zhongjun's door with two jars of wine.

Yun Zhongjun cast a sleeping spell on Ayan, and then followed Jiang Nu on the roof to drink in the wind.

When they were in the heaven, they would often sit like this on the roof of the glazed tile palace of the Wind and Rain Palace, looking at the Milky Way and the full moon in the heaven, drinking and making orders, and talking nonsense.

It's just that this time they looked at the dark night sky with only a few cold stars in the world, and each of them felt melancholy and depressed in his own way .

"Yun Zhongjun, do you know what the dragon was before he became a dragon?"

Jiang Nu asked leisurely after holding the wine jar and taking a swig.

"snake."

Yun Zhongjun also took a sip of wine and waited for her to continue.

"Today's song "Legend of the White Snake" was actually not entirely correct. The white snake that repaid the favor was not a snake spirit, but a snake that was born as a fairy and became a dragon. Before it met Xu Xian, it was only one step away from turning into a dragon and becoming an immortal . One month away.”

Jiang Nu looked at the dark night sky and spat out her thoughts, her thoughts seeming to have fallen into a distant void.

"It's silly. It was just a favor back then. The White Snake will rush to the mortal world to repay the favor." Jiang Nu took another sip of wine and sighed:

"There are thousands of ways to repay a favor, why does it have to be marriage?"

Something in Yun Zhongjun's heart suddenly moved, and some long-lasting memories seemed to be triggered, but he could never catch it.

"I'm probably still attracted to that mortal, so repaying the favor is just an excuse, and the false love that is like a mirror in the mirror is the real thing." Jiang Nu smiled mockingly to herself.

"Jiang Nu, your original choice was right." Yun Zhongjun stared at Jiang Nu's tear-stained eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

If Jiang Nu's thousands of years of decadence and depravity were just because of this difficult hurdle in her heart and this self-pity that she couldn't understand, then it would be a big mistake.

"Am I not at fault? Then who is at fault? Is Xu Xian at fault, Xiao Qing at fault, or Fa Hai at fault?" Jiang Nu asked and answered herself:

"Maybe no one is right, it's just fate. It's just bad fate."

"Do you know? That Fahai is not an eminent monk like the opera sings, he is just a demon monk who is good at the art of devouring immortals and replenishing the essence. It's ridiculous that he said to Xu Xian that I am a snake demon. That person who once swore an eternal alliance with me Xianggong Xu served me some realgar wine mixed with Ruanxian powder to help Fahai kill me. Xiaoqing was alert and snatched the glass of wine I had taken a few sips from, and drank it all in one gulp, losing all his magic power. In the end, he was skinned, boned, and devoured by Fa Hai..."

Jiang Nu seemed to be telling someone else's story, and Yun Zhongjun listened with horror.

"Xiao Qing and I practiced in the same cave. He is a green snake, good at controlling wind; I am a white snake, good at rain. We are the only two people in the cave who have managed to reach the level of immortal. The elders all say that we are both He is the future Feng Boyu Master in the Heavenly Court... The two of us grew up together, we are indistinguishable from each other, so how could we meet by chance to fight, and divide ourselves into masters and servants..."

"But you think he is so stupid. He is willing to turn into a man for a little fairy with impure immortality like me. In the end, he lost five thousand years of Taoism and was wiped out in ashes... The snake turned into the dragon body of the immortal. It is extremely difficult to go through six paths of sky thunder and nine paths of wild fire. Xiaoqing and I are practicing together, and there is only one last wild fire left before we can achieve the great goal of immortality...Xiaoqing..."

Mentioning the name of this legendary matchmaker-like character, Jiang Nu could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Yun Zhongjun's raised hand paused, but he still put his arm around Jiang Nu's shoulders that were shaking violently from crying, silently wiping away the tears that kept falling for her.

In the two hundred years of heaven, Yun Zhongjun has never noticed that Jiang Nu, who has always been as strong as any man, is so thin, and her slender shoulders seem to be about to flow away from her arms at any time.

"So after I escaped and ascended to immortality, I killed the demon monk Fahai with my own hands. Xu Xian also committed suicide in shame. Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin sent someone to ask me how I should punish Xu Xian for the crime of killing the immortal. At that time, my heart was as gray as death. If you only talk about a ruthless person, then punish him for being unable to be sentimental and being betrayed for his only love..."

When Jiang Nu said this, her mood calmed down a little:

"I originally wanted to forget my past life, but the Jade Emperor thought that I had accomplished the task of exterminating demon monks, so he gave me a six-dimensional viewing mirror to see all things in the four realms. Tell me, should I look at Xu Xian who is still in the mortal world or not? ?”

Jade Emperor, you still take it so seriously.

"But in those six viewing mirrors, I still can't find Xu Xian..."

"So during these thousands of years of living in heaven, I have been drunk every day, just to not look at the six viewing mirrors. But the more I don't want to look, the more I want to look, and the less I can see, the more I want to get drunk. Until The old man Sun Yue came to look for me with a brochure of romance, saying that the fate of the mortal whom I had punished thousands of years ago might change because he was involved in an immortal who had gone through calamities, so he asked me for my decision. I know that the punishment given to him by Emperor Fengdu was that his soul would be trapped in Hangzhou City forever, and he would be a prostitute for the rest of his life. He was like a wandering soul trapped in a barrier. Of course, my Sixth Observation Mirror could not find him..."

"Although he betrayed me, I never wanted him to be so miserable. However, when I think of Xiaoqing's tragic death, I can't help but hate him, Fahai, and even myself..."

Jiang Nu's voice was low and hoarse, like the deepest cry from the depths of her soul.

When Yun Zhongjun sent the drunk Jiang Nu back to her room, as soon as he closed the door of Jiang Nu's guest room, Si Lu, who had gone out on business at night, came back.

Smelling the smell of alcohol all over his body, Si Lu asked coldly: "Did you drink with Jiang Nu?"

Yun Zhongjun said , "Well - before Jiang Nu became an immortal, she was the Bai Suzhen sung in the opera."

Si Lu nodded clearly.

Yun Zhongjun turned around and walked into his room, followed by Si Lu .

"How is your work going?" Yun Zhongjun collapsed on the bed as soon as he entered the room, turned his head and said casually to Si Lu :

"I really can't believe that Emperor Wenchang would still squeeze his subordinates like this. You have asked me to come down to earth to help me surrender the female slaves , and he still wants to take the opportunity to send official duties to you."

Si Lu's expression remained as usual. After sitting down and drinking a cup of tea, he responded calmly:

"We need to go to the Dragon King of the East China Sea to discuss it - the mortals we have to deal with this time have the good fortune they have now because of the direct grandson who saved the East China Sea a few years ago."

"Huh? It is said that the son of the Dragon Emperor of the East China Sea has been bedridden for many years. When did he become his biological son?" Yun Zhongjun said in surprise.

Si Lu looked at him strangely and hesitated to speak.

"Then when are you going to the East China Sea?" Yun Zhongjun asked.

"The day after tomorrow." Si Lu said .

Yun Zhongjun was surprised: "How come Lord Si Luxing, who has always been vigorous and resolute in his work, is now procrastinating?"

Si Lu's thin lips pressed towards Jiang Nu's room next door and said:

"Don't you think that the one in your palace might have to do some private things tomorrow?"

Yun Zhongjun looked at Si Lu's once- in-a-millennium, lively appearance. He quickly pressed his chest, which was filled with excitement, and said after a while:

"That's right. This matter has always been Jiang Nu's heartache, and it must be dealt with properly."

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed." Si Lu suddenly stood up and approached Yunzhong Jundao with a cold face.

"Oh, little Zhengze, are you still so impatient?" Yun Zhongjun coquettishly lifted his clothes, revealing his invitation.

Si Lu turned a blind eye , picked up the ointment from the side and approached the bed.

Haha, Xiao Zhengze's skills have improved recently. He has betrayed his lust so much, how can he still remain calm like this?

Ayan sleeping soundly on Yunzhongjun's bed , Si Lu waved his sleeves and cast Ayan to his room with a teleportation spell .

Yun Zhongjun heard Ayan scream in the next room.

Si Lu pointed again , and the room next door immediately stopped.

"Let it continue to sleep." Seeing Yun Zhongjun frown, Si Lu said coldly.

The familiar touch hit his back again, and Yun Zhongjun closed his eyes and enjoyed Si Lu's service with peace of mind.

"The injury is almost healed. We need to continue applying the medicine so as not to leave any scars." Si Lu said .

"It's okay , it's okay, a man has a few scars and is domineering." Yun Zhongjun explained his view of immortality with his eyes closed .

"Ouch——" Yun Zhongjun cried out in pain when Si Lu pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

"It doesn't look good." Si Lu said .

Yun Zhongjun wanted to say that it has nothing to do with me whether you like it or not. I will never take off my clothes to show you in the future, but looking at Si Lu's frowning eyebrows, what he said became:

"What, little Zhengze, do you like smooth and smooth things? Then I will take good care of my injuries and let you take a good look at me in the future. Ouch——"

The soft flesh on Yun Zhongjun's waist was pinched again, and Si Lu said in a deep voice :

"Don't drink randomly again until the injury heals."

Yun Zhongjun cast a sad look in his eyes: "Si Lu, were you my mother in your last life?"

Si Lu was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he pinched the soft flesh of Yun Zhongjun's waist and twisted it again:

"Quiet."

Yun Zhongjun rubbed the flesh of his waist that was red from pinching , and was about to cry without tears - why did he feel that provoking the devil in front of him was his fate?

After applying the medicine and looking at Si Lu's cold and cold face, Yun Zhongjun rolled his eyes and hung on Si Lu's body with his hands and feet :

" Ouch , little Zhengze, I'm almost torn to pieces by you. It hurts me to death. Something will happen to me later. No, you have to sleep next to me tonight. You have to be responsible for me... "

As expected, Si Lu 's expression became more and more ugly under Yun Zhongjun's offensive - eruption, eruption, oh my, after waiting for so long, I finally got to see Si Lu, who was paralyzed, get furious .

Yun Zhongjun thought in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Si Lu's expression suddenly softened again, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he stared at Yun Zhongjun with his cold eyes and asked:

"you sure?"

"Hmm...ah?" Unexpectedly, Yun Zhongjun stared at Si Lu 's handsome face so close and nodded blankly.

"Then I'll sleep in your room tonight."

Si Lu put on the ointment and undressed and took off his belt in front of Yun Zhongjun.

The scene under the moonlight many years ago suddenly flashed into Yun Zhongjun's mind, and he quickly turned his head:

"You go back to your room and sleep, and we don't want to kiss each other!"

"You looked at my body and I looked at your body. Why not kiss me?"

Si Lu's words shocked Yun Zhongjun to the point of being struck by thunder. He turned around and saw that Si Lu was already lying flatly on his quilt. His loose black hair set off his handsome face carved from white jade, under the candlelight. An unreal halo was reflected below, and his delicate collarbone was vaguely exposed in a thin silk undergarment .

Yun Zhongjun quickly raised his head.

"Go to sleep. " Si Lu stretched out a slender arm as white as jade and took Yun Zhongjun's wrist.

The warm touch instantly ignited Yun Zhongjun's whole body. He hurriedly pulled away his hand and looked around, but not at the person under him.

"Hey, what is that?" Yun Zhongjun asked doubtfully, pointing to a stack of cooked rice paper protruding from Si Lu's sleeve .

Si Lu looked along, and his eyes that had been smiling just now suddenly darkened. Before he could stand up and put them away, Yun Zhongjun got out of bed and took out the stack of rice paper - it turned out to be small portraits of Si Lu's characters. , some are frowning, some are smiling, some are sleeping soundly, and some are deep in thought - the person who looks at the painting must be someone very close to him.

Looking at the ink on the paper, it seems that it has been drawn for a long time. Looking at the brushwork again, why does it look familiar?

Just as Yun Zhongjun was about to take a closer look, Si Lu, who got out of bed, snatched the painting from his hand.

Yun Zhongjun stretched out his hand to snatch it back, but Si Lu was half a head taller than him. When he jumped, Si Lu stood on tiptoe and held him with one hand, holding the hand holding the drawing paper. He kept extending it, but he couldn't touch it. A corner of the drawing paper.

After fighting for a long time, it was very boring. Yun Zhongjun sat back on the stool, folded his arms and remained silent.

When Si Lu saw that Yun Zhongjun had calmed down, he put down his arm. When he saw himself in the painting, his eyes were a little dim. He then straightened the slightly messy painting paper and put it back into his sleeve robe.

"This painting... wasn't done by you, was it?" Yun Zhongjun asked.

"Drawed by an old friend." Si Lu said calmly.

"I wonder which family has a girl who is so talented and beautiful that she is lucky enough to be by Mr. Si Luxing's side and be so handsome?" Yun Zhongjun said.

Si Lu looked at Yun Zhongjun with cold eyes: "Are you angry?"

Yun Zhongjun's heart froze : "Who is angry? Which eye of yours saw that I am angry? Young Master, even if I am angry with the widow Lei Mu, I am not angry with you. Don't make the mistake of thinking that I'm angry with you...ah!"

Yun Zhongjun, who was roaring randomly, leaned back and was picked up by Si Lu in the air , and he lay directly on the bed.

"It's so noisy, go to sleep." Si Lu pulled the quilt over the two of them, patted Yun Zhongjun's butt with his big hand, hugged him and said.

As if struck by lightning, Yun Zhongjun stared intently at the magnified handsome face of Si Lu in front of him .

Si Lu ... carried him to bed... and patted his butt? !

At such a close distance, his breath mixed with ambergris was breathed into Yun Zhongjun's nose. Yun Zhongjun's face was burning, and his heart was beating like a drum .

Si Lu Qingjun 's eyes caught a glimpse of the dragon teardrops on Yun Zhongjun's neck. The light dimmed slightly and his tone seemed to fluctuate:

"Do you feel any discomfort while wearing it?"

Yun Zhongjun touched the smooth bead and said, "It's not bad."

Si Lu seemed a little disappointed and stopped talking.

"Uh... Xiao Zhengze, do you feel... that it seems inappropriate for the two of us to sleep on the same bed like this ?"

Yun Zhongjun was careful about his words.

Unexpectedly, Si Lu hugged him tightly again, closed his eyes and said, "You said you want me to be responsible."

"If the people in heaven find out, what will they say about us? I think we are still..."

"Brotherhood is deep." Si Lu remained unmoved.

Yun Zhongjun felt a chill - Si Lu, who had been paralyzed for thousands of years, was discussing "brotherly love" with him...

pinched Si Lu's chest with his dishonest hands . He still couldn't believe it. Two normal grown men were so "intimate". How long could Si Lu, who was usually serious, endure it?

"Don't move. Don't blame me if you can't bear it." Si Lu closed his eyes and said again.

Um? He couldn't bear it, why should he blame him...

Yun Zhongjun suddenly covered his buttocks and looked at the person in front of him in horror.

Yun Zhongjun was being honest, Si Lu pushed him away with his big hand , waved his sleeves to extinguish the candles in the room, and closed his cold eyes from a "suitable" distance.

Sure enough, it was scaring him again.

so humiliating that he was teased by Si Lu again!

The scent of ambergris from Si Lu lingered in his nose , and Yun Zhongjun held his breath and concentrated. After a while, the sound of Si Lu's even breathing came to my ears.

Yun Zhongjun let out an old breath and listened to the sound of falling leaves blown by the wind outside the window, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

On this first night in the mortal world, Yun Zhongjun, who was always sleeping deeply, had a rare and long dream.

The dream was a vast sea. Under the scorching sun, Yun Zhongjun lay weakly on the hot shore, hoarsely calling "Father" and "Mother", and then a beautiful woman whose face could not be seen clearly broke through the waves from the bottom of the sea. Come.

He propped up his weak body and tried his best to tell her, "Keep my child," "Don't seek revenge on mortals," and "You can no longer fulfill your filial piety." Then came the woman's call sign. He only felt left. My chest and heart felt so empty and painful, as if something had just been dug out, and it was still bleeding out.

Gradually, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and he only felt a sense of relief...

When Yun Zhongjun woke up, it was still dark, and the dragon teardrop given by Si Lu on his neck shone unusually in the darkness.

Si Lu 's deep eyes were staring at his face with unexplainable meaning through the pearly light.

Yun Zhongjun was stunned and turned over on his back.

"Having a nightmare?" Si Lu asked .

"No. I'm not used to sleeping." Yun Zhongjun said.

"Sleep a little longer, I'll get up soon." Si Lu said with his eyes closed.

"Yes." Yun Zhongjun fumbled and hugged Si Lu's arm. Si Lu opened his eyes and looked at him, then kept some distance from him again in silence.

Yun Zhongjun's eyes darkened——

The truths that he had deliberately not uncovered now seemed impatient to be revealed.