Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 124

Ji Feng and Yong Heng stood with their hands behind their backs, smiling rarely.

...Master?He didn't know what the upright and majestic Mozun wanted to do.I am grateful for these hundreds of years, it is the master who watched him grow up, taught him the magic, and made him have a home in the devil world.

Master, but what do you want to say?Disciple must listen carefully.

Do you still remember what happened when Auntie left you?This is a doubt he has been puzzled over the past few years. In the past, he remembered that Ji Feng was still young, so he might not be able to accept the tragic scene that year.But now that he has become a gentleman, he should not be weak.

How could he not remember, how dare he say it...

Although he was only a child back then, the shocking parting, like a nightmare, pierced his heart fiercely, it was a thorn.Whenever he recalled that time, he would feel pain... To this day, he still asks himself, what unforgivable thing did he do that would make A Niang take his own life?

If the apprentice said he forgot, would the master still ask?

Yong Heng took out the small powder box from his bosom, opened the box, the magnolia fragrance diffused, and Ji Feng's eyes were already red.

Will I forget... Because of the pain, I have to say I have forgotten... The pills in the box are the same as before, with a dusty secret.

Ji Feng, what exactly did you go through back then?If you don't tell me, how can I avenge your mother...

revenge?He didn't understand why, as the supreme demon in the demon world, he would say such a decisive thing.

Do you think that there is no reason for A Niang to abandon you? Yong Heng held the powder box, and the anger in his heart could not be calmed down.

Ji Feng stood on the spot, looking at the inner demon dully, as if lifeless, he told the farewell on the edge of the cliff that year.

At that time, I remember it was autumn, the scene of withering was sad, and the wild geese flew by like tears.

A Niang looked very sad, her heart was as dead as I had never seen before.

I said, why don't we go back to our hometown.

She said that we are already members of the Demon Realm and cannot return to the Heaven Realm.

The hometown I’m talking about is of course A Niang’s hometown. In the demon world, Mount Ci, there are also beautiful magnolia flowers there.

At this time, A Niang was crying, with that desolate attitude, as if she felt guilty and failed everything in the world.

She took off the jade hairpin from her bun, turned the jade beads on the hairpin, and told me that as long as I smell it, I can go back to my hometown.

The aroma on the hairpin is really nice, it's a very faint magnolia flower scent, more of the scent of grass and trees.

Just for a moment, those breaths sealed my nasal cavity, and I couldn't smell anything anymore, so I fell to the ground, eyes full of darkness.

When I gained some consciousness, I saw a lot of blood, rushing like a river, drowning in it, causing infinite pain.

A Niang whispered faintly in her ear, she said...

Yong Heng, who was dressed in dark clouds and wide sleeves, had his heart severed again during this past event. He sat on the stone mat with difficulty, his eyes were full of blood.

What did Xin Yi say?
Ji Feng was a little embarrassed, those words were too bizarre, how could he have the courage to think deeply.The secrets contained in it will cause many strange relationships between them...

The long sword in his sleeve trembled slightly in the scabbard. At this moment, the dry moon was already bright, and the demon world was full of laurel.

On the stone table is the food box brought by Yongheng, no one knows what was in that box.When he was practicing the sword, he was very curious, but he didn't dare to ask, only to see that he opened the first layer of the wooden box at this moment.

Let's eat a piece of cinnamon cake bait first.Yongheng didn't blame him for his silence, but cherished fruitless regret.

He took the cake bait handed over by the heart demon, and took a closer look. There were many golden osmanthus seeds from the demon world on it, with a strong fragrance, which made people feel at ease.

Is it still palatable?

It has the fragrance of osmanthus seeds, the sweetness of osmanthus seeds, its color is like a dry moon, and its shape is like a full moon... He chewed the remaining half of the cake bait, looked at the bright moon, and finally said, Master, today is the full moon day.

Yong Heng put his thoughts on the moon, and said lightly, yes, today is the full moon.

On the Full Moon Festival, the Demon Realm has fun all night long, folding osmanthus and cooking cakes, drinking wine to appreciate the moon, and giving each other wishes.Even the Demon Attendant of Jiule Palace also took a rest, so he came to this uninhabited land alone with osmanthus cake bait, accompanied Ji Feng, and spent the full moon night with him that can only be found in the five realms.

Returning to hometown when the moon is full... Does Master believe that when the moon is full, those who want to go back to their hometown in their dreams?

To transform into a human being, if one has one's heart, it is a matter of great destiny. Even if it is not a full moon, one's own hometown can be dreamed back, as long as it is a wish.

He opened the second layer of the food box, and there was wine, rich cinnamon wine.Yongheng ordered him not to drink alcohol during his practice, so far, he has never known the taste of alcohol, but he likes the tea from Leyou Mountain very much.

Leyou Mountain is a strange mountain between the ghost world and the heaven, surrounded by clouds and mist, the haze is clear and moist, the tea grows very well, but the output is very little, and it is often enshrined to the heaven.The little ghost among them is good at raising vegetation and making beautiful things. Although he is a member of the ghost world, he is not under the orders of any tiger.Hearing that the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm has protected the stability of the Demon Realm for hundreds of years, so he gave a generous gift to the Demon Realm to show his admiration.

The generous gift included the unique Yunyan Tea in Leyou Mountain, as well as a lot of plant seeds.

Filling up a cup of osmanthus wine, Yong Heng handed it to Ji Feng, said with a smile, drink it, after this year, you will be a thousand years old, and you will be a good man.

Good man, he remembered what A Niang said, no matter where you are or where you are, you must not do things that go against your heart, and you must be a good man.Now, he can be considered to have done it.

He held up the wine cup, and in the depths of his heart, he called to A Niang, wishing her to return to her hometown.

Yongheng is already intoxicated, he looks at the cold and gentle moon, and will miss that knife, cutting it into his heart, Xin Yi, I still can't let you come back to me in the past hundreds of years...

Ji Feng saw that he was holding the powder box in one hand and the wine cup in the other, and he didn't know whether it was wine or tears on his weather-stained face.

Who can miss a person, love a person, and remain unchanged for hundreds of years.

That person is him, the demon Yongheng, he is someone who can spend his whole life loving, how can such a person be willing to deceive.

Master...

Thinking that it was Ji Feng who still wanted osmanthus wine, he didn't care about his gaffe, so he quickly put down the powder box and filled another glass of wine for him.

Master, always carry this powder box with you, will you never leave it?He asked knowingly.

Is Ji Feng blaming the teacher for refusing to return you... father's gift...

Not really... In fact, I understand that some things are beyond my control, but I have been reluctant to admit it... Maybe, because I don't want life to become too complicated.

If you have any worries, the teacher can solve your doubts for you.

He saluted, and picked up the small powder box pretending to be natural.

In his extremely shocked demeanor, he turned over the powder box, revealing the word "Heng" at the bottom.

In the past, I would have thought that the word "Heng" meant permanence, and it was Aniang's wish for those with a heart in the world to have a long life.However, later, I had to admit that this word may have another meaning...for example, it is the name of the master.

Yong Heng stood up tremblingly, as if he wanted to stretch out his hand to hug his son whom he hadn't recognized for many years, and as if he wanted to stroke Ji Feng's shoulder to affirm him... But he didn't do anything, just A pair of vicissitudes of eyes, looking at Ji Feng at this moment, when the mist entered his eyes.

Mu Yujun is in the discipline, the wind stops and the flowers fall deep, this poem, Xin Yi said it is your name.

The concubine is going away with her son today, and returns to sleep after the full moon.

what for?In Yongheng's silent heart, thunderstorms are noisy.

The end of that poem.

(End of this chapter)