The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Although he has become a Buddha, the memories of the past still follow him like a shadow, lingering in Bajie's mind and cannot be shaken off.

Zhu Bajie cannot forget, maybe it’s true, even gods cannot forget, so how can ordinary people?

How many heroes and great men are there in the world? Looking back on the past, even if it is only for a brief moment, can they really forget the past?

"Ami... ahem, Fairy Chang'e, it's me! Do you still recognize me?" Zhu Tianpeng held the Nine-toothed Rake and waved a few moves in the air, although his movements were a bit clumsy.

Chang'e was slightly startled, and then the clear and cold voice like a deep spring sounded: "It turns out to be Marshal Tianpeng. I naturally recognize him!"

Zhu Tianpeng was instantly excited. The last time he met Chang'e was on the journey to the west. If the Moon Rabbit had not reached the estrus period and had not used conspiracy and trickery to insist on marrying the chatterbox monk, he would probably have had difficulty seeing Chang'e again.

Recalling the past, Chang'e was flying in the sky, her figure was as light as a fairy, and she easily subdued the Jade Rabbit with a flick of her jade finger. The peerless beauty, graceful figure, ethereal charm, and the purple clothes fluttering in the wind were all in Zhu Tianpeng's mind.

"Where are you going, fairy?" Zhu Tianpeng showed a simple smile and rubbed his hands unconsciously.

Ao Tingxin, who was standing by, was slightly surprised to hear that the person in front of her was the once famous Marshal Tianpeng, now the Messenger of the Altar. But Chang'e didn't say anything, so she also remained silent, standing quietly by and watching all this with interest.

"I..." Chang'e looked embarrassed. She was not good at lying, not to mention that the person in front of her was an old friend.

“If the fairy has any difficulties, just speak up. I, Zhu Bajie, will do my best to help you! After all, it was the fairy who subdued the Jade Rabbit that made it possible for the four of us masters and apprentices to continue our journey to the west. This favor is more important than Mount Tai!” Zhu Tianpeng said with a serious face and sincere words.

Upon hearing this, Chang'e could not help but smile. This smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, causing ripples. In an instant, the surrounding moonlight seemed to be infected, becoming brighter and more moving.

Chang'e looked at Zhu Bajie and thought to herself: This person has special feelings for me, how should I respond?

Chang'e was not a fairy who didn't understand worldly affairs, nor was she a vase without the ability to read people's expressions. Thousands of years ago, she had seen that Marshal Tianpeng had special feelings for her.

Perhaps Marshal Tianpeng was restrained by the strict rules of heaven and buried it deep in his heart. As for herself, apart from her deep love for Houyi who had already fallen, there was no one else in her heart.

If it's subtle!

"Marshal, you are too polite. The journey to the West was a major event that required joint efforts of the three realms. How dare I, a small god, stand aside and turn a blind eye to it!" Chang'e said softly.

"No, no, no! If the fairy hadn't subdued the Jade Rabbit, I'm afraid that even if that stinky monkey and I tried our best, we wouldn't be able to do anything to it!" Zhu Tianpeng waved his hands quickly and said exaggeratedly.

Ao Tingxin, who was standing by, heard this and curled his lips slightly, secretly complaining in his heart: Marshal Tianpeng is really boastful. It's not like she hasn't come into contact with the jade rabbit of the fairy Chang'e before. At most, it's a fairy demon of the golden fairy level.

The Monkey King Sun Wukong is the pinnacle of the killing arts among the Taiyi Golden Immortals. If he really gets serious, he could probably beat the Jade Rabbit to death with just one blow of his stick. He could even easily kill the Jade Rabbit in seconds just by releasing some murderous aura.

"Marshal... I have indeed encountered a difficult problem. I wonder if you can lend me a hand?" Chang'e was very conflicted.

If the bloodline of the union of man and god cannot be found, only a tragic ending awaits this innocent life.

That is to be destroyed by Erlang Shen Yang Jian, who represented the will of heaven.

Chang'e couldn't bear to see this innocent human-god bloodline die so young. She only hoped that this person could stay away from worldly disputes and live a peaceful and ordinary life. After all, this life is innocent, why should he pay for his parents' actions and suffer the pursuit and encirclement of the heavenly court?
This is what Chang'e thought deep in her heart.

"Just say it directly. This is not a good idea! Fairy..." When Ao Tingxin heard Chang'e's words, he couldn't help but look at her in surprise, but Chang'e looked calm.

Zhu Tianpeng instantly became energetic, as if he had regained his former glory. His eyes widened a little, and he patted his chest: "Fairy, just say whatever you want. Whether it's the fairy world or the Buddhist world, I have some connections!"

"In that case, I will speak frankly!" Chang'e's expression straightened and her tone became serious.

Zhu Tianpeng nodded hurriedly, his face full of anticipation.

"Marshal, have you ever heard that some time ago, among the many incense halls in heaven, a fairy named Colorful Clothes came down to earth, fell in love with a mortal, and gave birth to a son?" Chang'e asked.

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he was struck by lightning. His brain went blank and he stood there in a daze, with surprise written all over his face.

Seeing that he did not respond for a long time, Chang'e could not help but frowned slightly, with a hint of loss in her expression: "Since the Marshal doesn't know, then I will go first!" After that, she made a gesture to leave.

"Ah! I know! I know! Fairy, please stay! Please stay!" Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng became anxious. He was thinking about spending more time with Chang'e, even if it was just a long chat. Even if nothing would happen, they could feel each other's breath up close.

In this world of "dog lickers", others may find it difficult to understand, but if someone questions Bajie, he will definitely answer seriously: I am as affectionate as I am, and I am also a dog licker.

"What's wrong with the Marshal?" Chang'e asked softly with a puzzled look on her face.

"I was just distracted for a moment and offended the fairy. Please forgive me!" Zhu Tianpeng explained hurriedly, and then changed the subject, "Just now, the fairy asked about the human-god bloodline. What was the matter?" His anxiety revealed a flaw in his words.

Chang'e was so smart that she was moved when she heard the words and keenly sensed something strange: "From what the Marshal said, could it be that the Marshal knows where the blood of the human god is now?"

"Uh!" Zhu Tianpeng was stunned by this question. He scratched his head and a very conflicted look appeared on his face. He was struggling in his heart between what to say and what not to say.

"In the past, I was good friends with Yao Ji. When I was lonely and guarding Guanghan Palace alone, she was the only friend who accompanied me. Unfortunately, she violated the heavenly rules and eventually died. I thought that as a son, Yang Jian would resist the heavenly rules for his mother, but I never thought that he would be willing to become a slave to power and become a sharp blade to protect the heavenly rules." Chang'e looked solemn, her tone full of grief and helplessness, "Now, he is going to kill a child with the same background as himself!"

This remark was like a bombshell, and Zhu Tianpeng opened his mouth wide for a long time. In his mind, for thousands of years, he had always thought that the fairy Chang'e was the first fairy who was high above, untouched by worldly affairs, cold and aloof. But he never thought that today he would hear the fairy being so dissatisfied with the heavenly rules, and her words were full of love, hatred and vengeance in the human world.

Fairies also have feelings!
"That's all I have to say, and every word comes from my heart. Marshal, I have come down to earth today to find the bloodline of that human-god, to help him stay away from the disputes in this world, so that he can enjoy ordinary happiness in the human world in the future." Chang'e went on to say, "If Marshal has no intention of helping, then so be it, just regard what I said today as a joke!" After that, she once again made a gesture to leave.

"Fairy, please stay. I know where the bloodline of that human god is!" Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng became anxious again and blurted out.

Chang'e was surprised when she heard this. She turned her head slowly and looked straight at Tianpeng. She lowered her voice unconsciously and said, "Marshal knows? Where is it?" Zhu Bajie was stunned when he saw Chang'e's face. He replied inexplicably, "In my envoy's temple."

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Nanshanbuzhou, Song State, Lin'an, in a tavern outside the city.

Bowl after bowl of wine poured into Meng Cheng's mouth like water. He was already covered in the smell of alcohol, but he didn't notice it. Instead, he became more and more excited. He was standing on the four-corner table, looking up at the sky and laughing. There was a bit of wantonness and freedom in his laughter.

He casually wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and shouted at the outside of the tavern: "Waiter, keep serving wine! I won't leave until I'm drunk today. I'll buy all the wine in your store for ten thousand taels of gold!"

"Oh, by the way, everyone here today, please drink with me! I'll pay for all the drinks!" Meng Cheng continued shouting.

In an instant, the drunkards in the tavern cheered and shouted excitedly.

The waiter was so excited that his steps were a little hurried, and he was running back and forth busily.

The drinkers raised their glasses.

For a moment, the tavern was bustling inside and outside.

Beside a wooden pillar of the tavern, Meng Jing, who seemed out of place, leaned quietly against it, looking calmly at the lively and almost crazy scene in the tavern, and at the unrestrained and uninhibited appearance of his biological father in his previous life.

After a long time, Meng Cheng, holding the jar of wine, stumbled and walked out of the tavern under the attentive gaze of the waiter and the tavern owner.

Meng Jing walked slowly to Meng Cheng's side, his expression calm, and his tone evenly said: "The wine has taken its toll on your mind, and you are now in a state of confusion. Let me help you sober up."

"Burp!" Meng Cheng burped, waved his hand, and said vaguely: "No, I just like this feeling, this is the best now!"

He raised his head, looked at the azure sky of the Three Realms, the leisurely floating white clouds, felt the soft and warm breeze brushing his cheeks, glanced at the jungle swaying in the wind not far away, and listened to the rustling sound of leaves.

Meng Jing's expression remained calm as he watched Meng Cheng walk towards the winding mountain road with the wine jar in his arms. His steps were extremely bumpy, and every time he took a step, it seemed as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next second, but he miraculously managed to keep his body steady.

Night fell quietly on the mountain top. The moonlight was like a gurgling stream, shining through the dense and intertwined branches and leaves of the jungle, and gently falling on a piece of bluestone on the edge of the cliff.

Meng Jing stood tall and straight, quietly standing aside, gazing calmly at Meng Cheng who was lying on the bluestone.

At this time, Meng Cheng was holding a jar of wine, tilting his head back to drink it in big gulps, while chanting loudly "Drinking and singing, how long is life?" The song echoed in the silent mountains, with a bit of free and easy, but also revealing endless loneliness.

"Jing'er, do you think the full moon in the sky is beautiful?" Meng Cheng held the jar of wine, slightly tilted his head, and looked at Meng Jing with drunken eyes.

Meng Jing slowly raised his head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. There seemed to be a faint light flickering in his eyes, and he whispered: "In this situation, the lonely moon hangs high, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but it also reflects endless loneliness. This is a kind of beauty, a lonely beauty."

Meng Jing stared at Meng Cheng, and at this moment, Meng Jing deeply felt the strong and withered loneliness emanating from Meng Cheng. This loneliness may have come from the depths of Meng Cheng's heart, as if he had experienced vicissitudes in the world of Doupo, witnessed the death of everyone in the world, and was the only one alive.

Meng Jing thought, maybe this is the price!
Meng Cheng heard this, holding the wine jar, raised his head and laughed, with a hint of drunkenness in his laughter: "Jing'er, I heard there is a palace on the moon, is it true?"

"During this period of time, I have always heard of immortals in the sky, but I have never seen them!"

Meng Jing's expression was calm, like a deep pool with no bottom to be seen, and he replied calmly: "It is true. The palace is called Guanghan Palace, and it is made of crystal clear jade."

Meng Cheng exhaled a strong breath of alcohol, his face full of curiosity, and asked: "Does the fairy who is said to be detached from the mundane world really exist?"

"Yes, there is." Meng Jing responded concisely.

"Am I pretty?" Meng Cheng yawned and lazily lay back on the bluestone, his eyes filled with confusion.

In Meng Cheng's mind, it should be a blessing to be able to travel the world with his son, but as a "mortal", he really couldn't accept his son's personality that was like a stranger. That cold and frosty temperament was completely different from the Jing'er he was familiar with, and often made Meng Cheng feel that everything in the world had lost its original fun.

He even doubted whether the person in front of him was his Jing'er.

"I don't know, maybe beautiful!" Meng Jing answered without hesitation, paused, and added, "Everyone has different aesthetics and standards."

"Father, do you want to meet the Fairy Guanghan?" Meng Jing said calmly.

After hearing this, Meng Cheng looked at Meng Jing in confusion, with the corners of his mouth twitching several times.

"Xihe, wait for me here!" Meng Jing said, and a red fairy sword floated out from between his brows. The fairy sword was burning with flames, and in Meng Cheng's eyes it gradually turned into a human form. The flames shrank and then it turned into a young man.

The young man looked at Meng Jing in surprise and asked, "Master, are you going to rob a woman?"

"Vulgar, what do you mean by robbing a woman? It just proves one thing, seeing is believing, words are false!" Meng Jing said calmly: "Before I come back, you protect my father!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Jing's figure disappeared in an instant, and in the sky thousands of feet away, a golden light shot straight into the sky like a fighting bull.

"Where are the people?" Meng Cheng spilled the wine jug.

Xihe said quietly: "He's going to Heaven to grab a girl!"

ps: How is it? Do you have any suggestions? How to write it? I am running out of ideas now. (End of this chapter)