Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 132 Love
"Push down the Yushu..."

Above Lingxiao Palace.

Hearing the Queen Mother's stern voice, Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly.

The next moment, Yang Jian tilted his head reflexively, and looked at Chang'e who was standing beside him.

Only Chang'e and Sanmei knew about the fact that he was drunk and toppled Yushu back then. Later, Sanmei told Baihua about it, and the Bull Demon King learned about it from Baihua's mouth.

And now at the bottom of Shanghua Mountain where the third sister was being imprisoned, Baihua was dead, and the Bull Demon King wouldn't dare to say even if he was given ten guts, so... now there is only one person left.

Chang'e, is that you?

Yang Jian looked over, Chang'e just lowered her head, put her jade hand on the hair on the rabbit's neck, and stroked it slowly.

The Queen Mother sternly said: "Yang Jian! I will ask you one last question, did you push down that jade tree?"

Now that the matter has been laid out, it is impossible to deny it.

Yang Jian clasped his fists and said, "It's what I did! But that's what I did unintentionally..."

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the Queen Mother.

"Yang Jian! You are so courageous!"

"The Yushu was transformed by Pangu's eyelashes, and it has a great relationship, how dare you push it down!"

"Come here, strip Yang Jian of his position as a judicial deity and demote him to Jiuyou!"

All the gods were shocked.

"Young lady, wait a moment!"

Suddenly a voice sounded, and all the gods saw that it was Li Jing.

Li Jing glanced at Yang Jian, then turned his head, looked at the Queen Mother above him, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty is enlightened! As far as I know, the god of justice... oh no, it is Yang Jian now. The crimes he committed not only include the overthrow of the Moon Palace. Yushu, there are more serious crimes, the minister has not reported yet!"

"Oh?"

The queen mother looked at Yang Jian with her cold phoenix eyes, and said coldly, "What other crimes has he committed?"

Li Jing said: "Yang Jian is in charge of the rules of heaven, but he is openly violating the rules of heaven!"

"Oh, which rule of heaven has been violated?"

"He is in love with Chang'e!"

wow...

This short sentence suddenly caused an uproar among many immortals.

All eyes fell on Yang Jian and Chang'e, all showing expressions of shock and disbelief.

Yang Jian's complexion also changed drastically. Looking at Li Jing, he said angrily, "Li Jing, don't talk nonsense!"

Li Jing showed some disdain, and said with a smile: "Yang Jian! I don't talk nonsense, I always pay attention to evidence!"

As he spoke, he flicked his cuffs.

With a whoosh, a beam of brilliance shot out.

In the midair of Lingxiao Palace, a picture unexpectedly appeared.

In the picture, it was night, and Yang Lian rode the clouds to the Moon Palace, having an intimate conversation with her close friend Chang'e.

Talking and talking, I don't know how it came to Yang Jian.

"Sister Chang'e, do you know that someone has been secretly liking you! Lovesick all day long, likes to look at the moon every day, often talking to the moon, Sister Chang'e, do you know who it is?"

Chang'e smiled and said, "Who is it?"

"My second brother!" Yang Lian smiled like a flower, "My second brother really likes you! I often see him standing alone outside the Zhenjun Hall looking at the moon!"

Unexpectedly, Chang'e's complexion changed drastically upon hearing these words.

And Yang Lian was still talking happily: "Sister Chang'e, why don't you just marry my second brother and become my sister-in-law, so that we can get closer, and my second brother said, for you, he is willing Down to earth as a demon..."

"Three Virgins!"

Chang'e said indifferently, "Stop talking nonsense! Yang Jian is the judiciary god who is powerful in the three realms of heaven. Now who is not afraid and would like me? He even said that he would go down to earth and become a demon for me? It's ridiculous!"

Chang'e showed some mockery on her face, and said, "Sister Lian, you really underestimate your second brother! You don't know him! And for me, hehe, what a joke!"

"Don't mention such words in the future, or I will be angry!"

Yang Lian didn't expect Chang'e's reaction to be so sudden, and she was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and under the horrified gazes of Chang'e and Yang Lian, the jade tree in the Moon Palace suddenly collapsed and fell downward.

"Second brother!"

Looking at the figure behind the Yushu, Yang Lian let out a cry.

Yang Jian's face also changed, not only because he heard Chang'e's words before but now being seen by the two of them, and also because he accidentally punched Yushu just now, causing Yushu to collapse.

Yang Jian didn't say too much, and flew down directly, trying to catch the falling yushu, but the yushu fell very fast, he just grabbed a few branches, most of which had already fallen quickly.

Boom!

In Lingxiao Palace, Yang Jian punched out.

All the scenes that appeared in midair disappeared, Li Jing sneered and said, "What's the matter, Yang Jian, are you angry from embarrassment?"

Yang Jian looked over with fierce eyes, "Li Jing, you are courting death!"

The scene of that year was now released in the Lingxiao Palace, and what made him even more incomprehensible was how Li Jing knew the secret of that year, and even portrayed the scene at that time.

"Yang Jian!"

At this time, the queen mother's face was full of viciousness, and she said loudly: "Come here! Press Yang Jian onto the demon-killing platform and execute him immediately!"

"Today, I want his spirit and soul to be destroyed! He will never enter the six realms of reincarnation!"

The sharp voice seemed to be going crazy, resounding through the sky!
Seeing the fierce and cruel eyes of the Queen Mother, seeing the regret and pity in the eyes of the Jade Emperor, watching the whispering and talking among the immortals on both sides, and watching Chang'e's face look cold.

Yang Jian snorted, and the three-pointed two-edged gun appeared in his hand.

The figure flew out and rushed towards the queen mother who was the top one.

"Yang Lang, get up and drink the medicine!"

Yang Jian felt that his eyelids were heavy, and a familiar voice came from his ear.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, only to find that he was lying on the bed right now.

Chang'e was dressed in plain clothes, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. She scooped a spoonful of traditional Chinese medicine in the bowl, blew it on her mouth, and then carefully put it towards Yang Jian's mouth.

Yang Jian stared blankly at the former.

"Yang Lang, open your mouth! Be good!"

As if coaxing a child, Chang'e smiled and fed the medicine in the spoon to Yang Jian's mouth.

At the same time, he kept talking: "Yang Lang, don't be angry! Although Muramasa took back our land, we have enough for the rest!"

"It's just that I will weave more cloth every day, and you will work harder. Let's not get angry with them!"

"And the children love you very much, you can't conflict with them over this matter, it's not worth it!"

Chang'e is like a woman, chatting about some parents' gossip and things.

Figures came from outside the door, and soon the door was pushed open, and then four small figures appeared in front of them.

"father!"

"father!"

"father!"

Two men, men and women, and four children came over and called out to Yang Jian.

Several children are dressed in plain clothes, with patches on their trousers and gowns.

At this time, a pair of pure eyes looked at Yang Jian worriedly, and a little girl said obediently: "Father, don't be angry, I will help mother tomorrow, and the family can earn more money!"

"That's it!"

A little boy next to him, with the appearance of a little adult, nodded and said: "Father, you should take good care of your wounds! I will leave the little work in the field to our brothers!"

"good!"

Chang'e put a look of relief on her face, put the bowl aside, stretched out her arms, and held the four children in her arms, and then she leaned her head on Yang Jian's chest.

"Yang Lang, look at how obedient our four children are, let's just live like this and live our lives in peace! Don't fight with them!"

Yang Jian was taken aback.

……

Time passes.

Ten years passed in a flash.

The four children have also grown up. The eldest son has married a girl from the next village and has already started a family.

The second son came over, looked at Yang Jian sitting under the big tree and sharpened his scythe, and said, "Father, the court is going to measure the land now. In the morning, the village official told me that we have too much land according to the regulations, and we need to take it away." An acre of land!"

Yang Jian raised his head and thought for a while, "Then you go to the city to buy two bottles of wine, and then buy a chicken, and go to Murata's house at night!"

"father!"

The second son said in a deep voice: "You underestimate Muramasa's appetite too much. If that little thing is not enough, he wants money!"

"It's all right!"

Yang Jian lowered his head and continued to sharpen his sickle, saying: "You go and send it first, he doesn't want it, I'll go find him later!"

"Also, bring the post in my closet, that is the black one, if he has a domineering attitude, you can ask him directly whether he wants something or a black post, and let him not forget what happened three nights ago !"

The second son asked curiously, "Father, what's the matter? Why don't I know?"

Yang Jian looked up, "Don't worry about it! Just do what I tell you!"

"Oh."

The second son left, and suddenly a pair of small hands covered his eyes.

"Daddy, guess who I am!"

Yang Jian said helplessly, "Little Four!"

The palms were released, and then a 12-year-old girl appeared in front of her eyes.

"Father, why did you guess right? Third sister and I are about the same age and look alike. No one in the village can tell us apart. How did you tell the difference?"

While sharpening his sickle, Yang Jian said, "That's because your third sister is not as naive as you!"

"Hate it! You're just childish!"

Xiao Siqiong snorted.

"Okay, let's do your homework! Your father worked so hard to send you to school, not for you to play!"

At this time, a figure came, and Chang'e walked over slowly holding a bowl of herbal tea.

The fourth child reluctantly left. Chang'e came over, smiled, handed over the herbal tea and said, "Father, come, take a sip and rest!"

Yang Jian stopped, took a sip of the tea, and immediately felt refreshed.

Chang'e suddenly stretched out her hand, and Yang Jian subconsciously tried to avoid it.

"do not move!"

Chang'e reached out and grabbed Yang Jian's head, pulled out a white hair, and sighed: "Father, in a blink of an eye, you have white hair!"

Yang Jian looked at the white hair in Chang'e's hand, and also felt emotional, "Yes, we are getting old! We are all old!"

Chang'e cast a reproachful look, "You're only old, I'm not old!"

Yang Jian laughed loudly, "Well, well, you are not old!"

Picking up the herbal tea on the ground and taking a few more sips, Yang Jian looked up at Chang'e and said, "But, I'm leaving!"

"Ok?"

Chang'e was puzzled, "Father, where are you going?"

Yang Jian looked at the former with complicated eyes, and finally said: "Fairy, Yang Jian offended!"

Say it!

Raising the sickle in his hand, he waved it down.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second respect to my parents!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

After Bin Yi finished shouting the libretto, there were waves of shouts and applause all around.

Yang Jian looked at Chang'e who was wearing a red turban, and frowned, "This illusion... I haven't left yet?"

A guest below laughed and shouted: "Groom officer, why are you standing there stupidly, you don't want a bridal chamber anymore? If you don't come, I will come hahaha!"

"The groom's officer hasten to carry the bride on his back! Get down to business!"

All the guests roared with laughter.

room.

Red dress.

red candle.

red hijab.

Yang Jian looked at the woman sitting by the bed, thinking all the time in his heart, he has experienced many illusions, but every time he breaks them, another illusion will be connected.

What is this?
Fantasy loop?Or is it an infinite illusion?
"Master!"

Chang'e's voice sounded, she grabbed the sheet with both hands, and said a little shyly, "Come take off the hijab!"

Yang Jian stood up, grabbed a long sword next to him, and walked forward slowly.

"Master!"

Chang'e lowered her head shyly.

Yang Jian sighed, "Fairy, Yang Jian offended!"

A sword stabs out!
……

"From today onwards, this is the Crown Princess!"

In the East Palace, the emperor looked at Yang Jian, then pointed to Chang'e next to him, and said directly.

……

One illusion after another!
Yang Jian broke through again!
But it didn't work at all!
This environment seems to be endless, if you break one, there are countless others waiting for you.

And one of the protagonists of these illusions is Chang'e.

Yang Jian didn't know how many times he said "the fairy offended" to the former.

One, two, three, four, ten, hundred...

He seems to have entered an infinite loop of illusion.

Although each illusion is different, there are many, many.

Yang Jian calmed down and thought about it. After many experiments, he could not break the environment by simply killing Chang'e, which meant that he had not found the core to break the formation.

So what is at the heart of these visions?
In the past, he was thinking about the similarities, finding the similarities between the various illusions.

Because in this infinite loop of illusions, it seems that the illusions are different, but some are the same.

For example, Chang'e!

That's why Yang Jian regarded the former as the key to breaking the formation!

But now it seems that Chang'e is wrong!In other words, it is problematic to only use Chang'e as a breakthrough point!

So what else?

Standing on the lake, Yang Jian's reflection suddenly reflected on the lake.

Yang Jian suddenly vibrated.

"I understand, besides Chang'e, there is me in these illusions!"

"I am also the protagonist of these illusions! I am the same!"

Yang Jian's eyes brightened instantly, he closed his eyes, and opened them.

In the distance, Chang'e came over with her belly outstretched, "Master, what are you doing standing by the lake?"

In this fantasy world, Yang Jian is a door-to-door son-in-law who was hit by a red hydrangea, and Chang'e is the daughter of the Duke of the current dynasty.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but stood quietly, and a bright golden light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

Chang'e exclaimed, and her figure actually rose into the air, floating towards the golden light.

Simultaneously.

In all directions of the sky, there are figures of Chang'e appearing.

There is Chang'e who vomits blood after stepping into the Youhe River, Chang'e who looks anxious in the Hall of the True King, Chang'e who has a cold face in the Palace of Lingxiao, Chang'e who is plainly dressed and gentle, and Chang'e who is shy with a red hijab. Chang'e, the princess of the Eastern Palace...

Countless Chang'e were gathered together by the golden light.

Fusion, and fusion.

Until the end, they merged into one person.

Yang Jian opened his eyes.

With a cry, the long sword in his hand flew up.

A sword pierced Chang'e floating in the air, and a sword pierced his heart.

At the same time, whispering in the mouth:
"A lifetime of anger has made it into today, and no one in the world is facing the setting sun."

"One sword stabs love, one sword stabs me!"

"Seal love desire, cut off love, one day does not become a big Luo, one day does not open!"

"Youhe set up a love barrier, break it for me!"

(End of this chapter)