Chapter 5 Chapter 5 The red line keeps us together forever

The hall was cool as water, the white jade walls reflected a faint fairy light, the fairy bamboos swayed around, the springs gurgled, as if it was a fairyland isolated from the world.

However, at this moment, she had no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery, and there was only an uncalming anger in her heart.

The immortal god Li He had already sat at the white jade table in the center of the hall, wearing a green dress like a pine tree, holding a cup of clear tea in his hand, the fragrance of tea curled up, as if he had already anticipated her arrival. His expression was indifferent, his eyes were like water, and he seemed to ignore her anger.

Yun Heng sat opposite him without any courtesy, with her hands on the table, glaring at him, as if there was a flame in her eyes.

"Stinky stone, how did I offend you?" She went straight to the point, stretched out her hand and pointed directly at the eyebrows of the person in front of her, with anger and confusion in her voice. Li

He raised his eyes, a trace of innocence flashed in his eyes, but he remained silent and just took a sip of tea.

"When we were in Yinhong Pavilion before, you always complained to the Ciyun Immortal God, causing me to be punished for no reason. Now that you have left Yinhong Pavilion, you still won't let me go my way and have to complain about me in front of the Emperor of Heaven. How did I offend you?"

Yunheng poured out the resentment that had been accumulated in her heart for many years in one breath. Her voice echoed in the hall, as if even the air was shaking.

After she finished speaking, her mouth was dry. She picked up the teapot on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp. She thought to herself: Tea is like the immortal, it is bitter.

Li He was still unhurried, gently put down the teacup, his eyes as calm as water, and slowly said:

"I am just telling the truth."

"Okay." Yunheng became even more angry after hearing this, and her mouth twitched with anger.

She slammed the stone table, causing the teacup to tremble slightly. She propped her hands on the tabletop, leaned forward, almost crossing the tabletop, and gritted her teeth and said: "Tell me the truth

? Back in Yinhong Pavilion, you didn't say anything when other fairies sneaked out, but only said me. Now other fairies sneaked down to the mortal world, but you don't say anything, but only say me. What do you mean?"

Her voice became louder and louder, and her chest rose and fell violently. Li He still looked indifferent, but after she finished speaking, he slowly put down the teacup, leaned forward slightly, and slowly approached her.

The distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and finally there was only half an inch between them. When their eyes met, they could clearly feel each other's breathing and temperature. In thousands of years, they had never been so close, so close that they could clearly see the fluff on each other's faces, so close that only the reflection of each other was in each other's eyes.

"You can also go and report me."

Li He's voice was low and slow, and his warm breath gently brushed Yun Heng's flushed cheeks, as if provoking, and as if hinting at something.

"You!" Yun Heng stood up suddenly in anger, her hands clenched into fists, her nails almost embedded in her palms. Her teeth were clattering, and her eyes were burning with anger, as if she wanted to burn the cold immortal in front of her into ashes.

"Okay, you said it!" She gritted her teeth and threw down this sentence, turned around and strode away, with a bit of determination and unwillingness in her back.

Li He watched her back disappear outside the temple door, his mouth corners slightly raised, and an elusive smile flashed in his eyes. He gently picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea fragrance was still there, as if the dispute just now had never happened.

After returning to Yinhong Pavilion, Yun Heng was restless. Since that stinky stone said he would report him, she didn't have to restrain herself. But this stone usually stayed in the temple, bored to death. Thinking back to thousands of years, he had never violated the immortal law.

"I don't believe it." As long as she kept a close eye on this stone, she was not afraid of not being able to catch him.

From then on, Yunheng started a one-sided contest, but before she could catch Li He's handle, she actually waited for the opportunity for him to go down to the mortal world to experience the tribulation.

Yunheng was refreshed when she heard this, and she smiled for several days in a row, unable to suppress it, thinking: Li He, Li He, you usually keep yourself noble, this time you go down to the mortal world to experience the tribulation, I want to see how you deal with the love entanglements in this world.

For this reason, Yunheng flipped through the thousands of tribulation books in the past of Yinhong Pavilion to seek inspiration, thinking hard day and night, writing with inspiration, and writing a great tribulation that has never been seen in the ages:

this tribulation has three tortures: the first torture is to make him experience the betrayal of his loved ones ,

the second torture is to make him taste the dangers of the world , and the third torture

is to make him love but not get it, which is heartbreaking.

The most critical of these three tortures is the third torture, the tribulation of love. She dared not imagine the cold and smoke-like immortal Li He falling into the path of love and becoming haggard for her. This tribulation of love must be written in detail.

The setting is that a poor hostage from another country falls in love with the daughter of a vicious prime minister. The ending must be that love cannot be obtained, and this love tribulation is considered perfect.

Just when she was thinking about it, Li He's admirer Xuan Mo came, and then there were the scenes that happened before...

Xuan Mo was spoiled and arrogant. She didn't expect that she would be so arrogant that she came to her Yinhong Pavilion. If she let her go easily, wouldn't it be too easy to bully? Therefore, Yunheng joined forces with Jiyu Xianjun to perform a good show of a humble little fairy being bullied.

Now, Xuan Mo was punished to be a contemplative maid for violating the rules of heaven. Yunheng was finally able to calm down and continue to write the book of tribulations.

In a blink of an eye, the night was deep, everything was silent, and only a few lonely lights were swaying in the dark. Yunheng sat in front of the jade table, the tip of the pen in her hand gently touched the ink, and the handwriting poured like water. She was responsible for writing the outline of the tribulation, but the specific details of life were still controlled by the person who experienced the tribulation.

Suddenly, she noticed a faint red light on the table. Following the light and shadow, she saw that it was coming from the Yinhong sacred tree.

The sacred tree was snow-white, with thousands of red lines entwined around its branches, like a huge monster.

She put down her pen and walked slowly to the Yinhong sacred tree. She saw a faint red light in the intertwined lock lines. Yunheng's heart moved, thinking to herself: It's about to start...

The lock lines were as thin as silk and bright red. The lock lines and the Tribulation Book together constitute the web of fate for the immortals to experience tribulations. The Tribulation Book controls what kind of tribulations the immortals will experience, while the lock lines determine who they will experience tribulations with. The former can be controlled by Yunheng, but the latter is entirely determined by heaven.

Whenever an immortal is about to descend to the mortal world to experience tribulations, the corresponding lock line will glow red, indicating that an immortal will be tied to it and help it to descend to the mortal world to overcome the tribulations.

Previously, Xuan Mo asked about the lock thread because she wanted Yun Heng to tie her and Li He together. Yun Heng had received many similar requests. However, the lock thread was not something she could control. Fate was determined by heaven.

Now, Li He was about to descend to the earth, and the lock thread glowed red again. Yun Heng put her hands together, looked up at the sky, and silently said in her heart: Don't be me, don't be me, don't be me.

...

Yun Heng worked hard for several days and finally completed the writing of the book of tribulations. She threw the book of tribulations into the tree hole of the Yinhong sacred tree, indicating that Li He's tribulations in the world would proceed according to what was written in the book. She breathed a sigh of relief and could finally sleep peacefully.

The next day, Yun Heng slept until noon, stretched her body, and felt refreshed. She walked towards the Yinhong sacred tree as usual, but saw an uninvited guest standing under the tree.

Xuan Mo, who was supposed to be in confinement in deep thought, was standing upright under the tree, staring at the sacred tree intently. Yun Heng glanced and found that the other fairy maids in Yinhong Pavilion were all imprisoned in one place by magic, and their mouths were also sealed. No wonder she didn't see anyone along the way. She hurriedly untied the magic and walked towards the Yinhong sacred tree.

Xuan Mo heard the footsteps, but her face remained unchanged, and her eyes were still fixed on the red-glowing lock line. Yun Heng followed her gaze and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Xuan Mo is so obsessed with it and still won't give up.

Yun Heng folded her arms across her chest and said lightly: "Fairy Xuan Mo, I reiterate again, the lock line is not under my control. Even if you stand here until you die, it will be useless."

Xuan Mo turned her head and looked at her coldly, with a bit of unwillingness in her tone: "Even if I can't accompany the immortal god Li He to experience the tribulation, I want to know who has this blessing."

Blessing? Yun Heng sneered in her heart, it must be the feces of feces.

"Okay, then you just stand here."

Yun Heng yawned and turned to leave. Suddenly, she felt a weak pulling force on her fingers. She raised her hand and found that a red line was tied to her fingers at some point. The red line extended from the sacred tree, and the other end disappeared into the void.

Yun Heng's eyes widened, her lips slightly parted, her mind was blank, and she looked at the red line in disbelief.

Xuan Mo looked at the scene in front of her, first startled, then anger rushed to her heart instantly, and her eyes almost spewed fire. She waved her sleeves violently, and a sharp immortal power hit Yun Heng directly. Before Yun Heng could react, she was knocked to the ground by this force, and her back hit the cold ground heavily.

"Ouch!" Yunheng cried out in pain. Just as she was about to struggle to get up, Xuan Mo rushed over like a gust of wind, tightly grasped her wrist, pointed at the red string, and asked with gritted teeth: "

How did this red string get to you?"

Yunheng was also confused: "I... I don't know either."

At the same time, at the moment when the red string tied Yunheng, all the immortals in the heaven learned the news through the divine order.

Ji Yu was sitting leisurely in his immortal palace drinking tea. After learning about this, he spit out a mouthful of hot tea and then laughed up to the sky. He couldn't wait to see Yunheng's face at the moment, so he waved his sleeves and teleported to Yinhong Pavilion.

However, as soon as he arrived under the Yinhong sacred tree. He saw Yunheng being pressed to the ground by Xuan Mo, and he was so scared that he hurriedly separated the two and helped Yunheng stand up.

Seeing Xuan Mo's furious look, Ji Yu chuckled and said, "Fairy Xuan Mo, why are you so angry? The fate-locking thread is destined by heaven, and no one can change it. We can just leave it to fate."

Xuan Mo's face froze when she heard this, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes. She bit her lip, and finally said nothing more. She just glared at Yun Heng fiercely, turned and left, with a bit of unwillingness and loneliness in her back.

"I thought she was going to make a big fuss again." Ji Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said complacently: "She must know that she can't beat me, so she walked away so easily. Thanks to me, otherwise, she would definitely beat you up when she saw the red thread in your hand."

He turned around and saw Yun Heng standing there in a daze with lifeless eyes. He waved his hand in front of her and said, "Are you scared silly?"