After leaving the prison, I remembered something.

"I remember... the full moon seems to be a festival."

Reminiscing about the prosperous days of the heaven, when the lanterns were decorated during festivals and the lights were bright, the heaven in front of me after the war was devastated, the fairy island tilted and the palace collapsed, and it looked desolate under the golden light of the morning sun.

There are four seasons in Asgard.

The jade path, almost covered by flowers and plants, winds across the stone bridge.

Bai Yujun changed into a soft white dress and took a leisurely stroll. When she felt cool, she realized that her cloth boots were wet with the morning dew. Looking around, the autumn frost refracted the stars in the morning sun, and the autumn leaves were falling, red as fire and yellow as gold.

For no reason, Long Xin is a little bit sad, which is quite sad for Spring and Autumn.

More than three thousand years of Spring and Autumn Period, alas...

After feeling a little emotional, we flew straight to Guanghan Palace.

It's the festive season, so it would be more festive to go to Guanghan Palace, drink some osmanthus tea, get some plates of mooncakes, dig some jars of monkey wine, and take a look at the graceful Chang'e, which is quite interesting.

…

The red sun was setting in the west, and a certain Bai took Chang'e to drink.

There was no monkey wine this time. Bai Yujun dug everywhere but couldn't find it, so he had to use the stock in heaven instead. Looking at the silvery white moon above his head that almost covered half of the sky, he picked up the jar and took a sip of the fairy wine. It was very comfortable.

Chang'e felt deeply helpless at the behavior of a certain white dragon. She wanted to speak several times but finally gave up.

There is no other reason than that Bai Yujun is too independent.

He always looks half-dragon and half-human.

The huge dragon horns and pointed ears on the top of the head are acceptable, but the long dragon tail behind him is always dangling, sometimes knocking over the wine jar, sometimes sweeping the moon rabbit out of the window. This move is too weird, so a girl should be reserved.

Bai Yujun didn't know Chang'e's thoughts, and even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously.

The gods actually care about appearance the most.

It can be seen from the fact that they are all handsome men and beauties that, except for a handful of individual ones, most of them care about image and appearance. Even the big demons will make themselves look like human beings. Over time, they all regard this as their beauty. Slowly,

It is rare to see people wearing scales and armor.

Moubai thinks that's boring. It's so good to be yourself, why be like others.

I thought the floor was too hard, so I took out a set of gold-lined dragon cushions.

Bai Yujun was lying down and holding a wine glass high.

"Xiao'e, this is the real time we drink to the moon. It's the first time for a dragon to be born. It's so enjoyable~"

Chang'e smiled helplessly.

Bai Yujun thought she could understand.

It is cold and cold, accompanied by the moon and the laurel. I have been accustomed to living alone for thousands of years. It was amazing at first, but for a long time, I only experienced loneliness and coldness.

If possible, Chang'e would like to see the great rivers and mountains in the mortal world.

Take a walk, take a look, and eventually come back, because the only quiet place in the world is Guanghan.

A white man is lying on his side on a soft cushion eating and drinking.

The dragon flicked its tail, accurately picked up a piece of meat with its bone spurs, brought it to its mouth and gnawed slowly.

"It's the holidays, and I miss my master and senior brothers and sisters a little bit..."

"..."

Chang'e didn't know what to say. She couldn't help but miss her hometown when she saw the moon.

Bai Yujun may have been slightly drunk. Looking at the huge silver moon, he remembered the festival in the past. Although he was weak at that time, he still remembered the taste of the festival.

"Shenhua Mountain is very high and beautiful, with high and precipitous peaks. There are many, many fellow disciples..."

"Qingxu Palace is peaceful and quiet. Master takes good care of us brothers and sisters. He is afraid of wronging us every time during the holidays."

"I was just White Snake at that time, and my senior brothers and sisters were still young. Master went down the mountain to learn the craft from the cook, and I worked hard to make a plate of moon cakes, which was very delicious."

"Actually, the moon cake is very hard, and my senior brother and sister managed to eat half of it."

"I ate the rest. Senior brother and senior sister secretly stuffed it for me. Everything tastes delicious if I have a good appetite."

"Practice also has feelings, and heartlessness is caused by greed and selfishness."

"Senior brother is cold. He likes to make beautiful lanterns every Mid-Autumn Festival. Senior sister breaks it secretly and blames the monkeys in the mountains for making it. In fact, she really wants to learn how to make lanterns."

Everything about the past comes to mind. It was very simple and happy at that time.

Shenhua Mountain has a long winter, and in autumn it is covered with snow, full moon, and snow-capped peaks, which is really beautiful.

"actually……"

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is the saddest thing..."

I am alone and drifting with the tide. Whether I am living well or not, I will think of my hometown hidden in my heart. I miss the big tree at the door of my hometown, the chimney with green smoke, the back of the stone slabs by the stream beating the clothes with a wooden stick, the cool old well, and lying at the door.

An old yellow dog that can no longer run.

My hometown may be poor, but it is a place I will never forget in my heart.

Going home is the final destination of the soul. No matter how far we are, no matter how tired we are, everything is worth it.

Carrying expectations, I traveled a long way.

No matter how much grievances and bitterness you suffer outside, you will always feel peaceful and relaxed whenever you are close to the countryside.

It’s still the same old bridge that has been in disrepair, the winding country roads, the mountains are still so high, and my home is still in the same old place.

Familiar wind, familiar figure in front of the door, countless memories of the aging smile

When I returned to my hometown, I moved a stool and sat in front of the door.

Listen to the familiar accent from childhood.

Maybe the house is cooking noisily, or maybe it's empty and overgrown with weeds...

Bai Yujun rarely drank a lot of wine.

Drinking depends on your mood. Only wine with moods and stories has taste, bitterness, sweetness, everything is in the wine. Bai Yujun thought that it had been a long, long time since he had celebrated the festival. Other gods and demons didn't care, but it was difficult for him to ignore those things.

Ordinary yet profound days.

Raising the wine glass in the distance, he toasted to the silver moon and drank it all in one gulp.

"Speaking of which, I really want to go up there and have a look. It's the closest to the moon but I feel like I'm missing something if I can't go up there."

Chang'e was stunned and shook her head.

I didn't feel too surprised, after all, many living beings had the same idea.

"If you can't go up, I'm in Guanghan Palace... eh?"

"this……"

The charming Chang'e was dumbfounded.

You can see the silver moonlight falling and covering Bai Yujun, and the crystal white light slowly rises.

Bai Yujun, whose cheeks were slightly red after drinking, secretly wondered why he ascended to heaven. At first he thought there was a trap, but later he realized that there was nothing abnormal at all, it was purely a mysterious phenomenon.

"Ha~ This dragon is going to the moon. Don't worry, Xiao'e. I will bring you some photos for you~"

Bai Yujun swung his dragon tail and swam towards the moon at high speed, vowing to complete the feat of landing on the moon.

Maybe it's very short, maybe it's very fast. In a trance, it flies head-on into the vast silvery sky, and the shadow of the laurel tree on the moon becomes increasingly clear.

"What a big tree..."

For a moment, it was as if he had passed through some mysterious barrier.

After waking up from a daze, Bai Yujun found that he had arrived in a silver world.

I was stunned, but I didn't expect that the moon was different from what I imagined.

Logically speaking, it should be on the surface of the full moon. Standing on the sphere, in fact, what you see in front of you is exactly the opposite, as if you are inside the round silver moon.

At your feet is a silver lawn, beside you is a huge ancient laurel tree like a mountain, and a silver-white lake.

The sky seems to be wrapped in silver moon.

He is clearly inside the moon.

Standing under the laurel tree, looking up at the silver-white sky, you are completely trapped inside.

It's a bit like a dreamy fairy tale world.

"No one ever told me the moon was like this..."

Very quiet, no wind.

The huge silver-white osmanthus leaves like mountains shed fluorescent light and feel cool on the body.

When exposed to fluorescence, one immediately knows what it is through inherited memory.
Chapter completed!