It really doesn't matter, you won't starve to death if you don't eat anyway.
As a divine beast on the same level as Bai Ze, Dijiang is different from ordinary monsters. Even if he doesn't eat for a long time, he will only be physically weak and will not die.
"Then I'm hungry! Can grandpa accompany me to buy something delicious?"
After saying this, Feiyue jumped down from Linghe, causing a splash of water, and their clothes were instantly soaked.
Just because Di Jiang didn't like it, it didn't mean that he would refuse. After all, Fei Yue, who was still young, was standing at the door of the temple. The person who reached out to her was none other than Di Jiang.
Being cold does not mean being heartless, at least Feiyue felt that grandpa was not such a person.
"...You have to go."
Di Jiang fluttered his wings, folded them up, and held the girl's hand. The two of them walked leisurely on the water, creating ripples along the way.
"Grandpa, your demon power is very strong, right?"
Fei Yue didn't talk much in the temple, but in front of Di Jiang, she was a complete talker.
"Not strong."
Regarding strength, Di Jiang didn't want to say much, nor did he want to admit anything about strength.
The solemn bird as a divine bird has long since disappeared with the departure of the gods. Now Dijiang is nothing more than a beautiful toy that can bring good luck to others.
"Is someone bullying you?!" Feiyue clenched her fists angrily, "Tell me! I'll help grandpa get revenge!"
Feiyue's sworn look left him speechless. His wings were slightly extended, and the countless horrific scars on them were shocking.
"Have you seen it?"
The girl's mind is simple, and it must not be the result of some careful thinking...
The gorgeous golden wings were covered with fragments of various arrows and swords, hanging inside the feathers. If he didn't deliberately show these, he wouldn't be able to spot them at a close distance.
"No, I saw bloody feathers in grandpa's room when I cleaned the room last time!"
Feiyue didn't intend to lie in front of him, so she spoke very frankly.
"When did you go to my room..."
Di Jiang thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember it even if he thought about it, so he simply stopped pursuing it.
"This is not caused by fighting with other monsters, it's a backlash."
His eyes suddenly dimmed, and he didn't know what kind of existence he hated -
"The sacred bird Dijiang can only dance continuously throughout his life. If I don't pray for something, neither existence itself nor the meaning of being a dancer will cease to exist, and backlash will occur."
Feiyue immediately thought of seeing Dijiang dancing far away by the lake. There was no audience at that time, and grandpa had never performed in the Feilong Temple...
"Backlash? If you don't dance for others... grandpa's wings will be injured?!"
How could such a ridiculous thing happen? Every demon clan has the equal right to live in Ling Continent!
If you don't dance for others, you will die...how can this kind of thing be possible...
"To be precise, it's not that I will die, but those people want me to die."
He spoke very calmly, as if the matter didn't matter at all.
"If I don't display my value and fulfill my destiny as a divine bird, people who long for good fortune will feel resentful and resentful, which will eventually be fed back to me. On the contrary, if I pray for the king and the people, my strength will become stronger and stronger.
powerful."
Those arrows and swords are all fragments of the souls of the people who Dijiang once blessed.
The country that relied on the blessings of the so-called divine bird to continue to grow stronger did not want to make progress for more than a hundred years. The officials enjoyed themselves while the people abandoned their property. More and more people just relied on the blessings of the divine bird to resist the injustice and injustice in the world.
Unlucky.
The area he protects is limited, but the spiritual world is so vast and there are so many countries coveting blessings.
Destiny and blessings can indeed make the country live in peace and contentment, but it cannot reverse the direction and foundation of the trajectory of all sentient beings.
The country that wanted to compete for the Imperial River soon broke through the capital of the country where it was located. Killing and blood filled every once prosperous city, leaving only charred ruins and endless grief and resentment.
Then Di Jiang will be "invited" to a new cage and continue to dance, bringing temporary good luck and increasingly tragic fate to the country.
None of this can be controlled by him. The most he can do to pray to God is to avoid the disaster of destiny——
But war, extravagance and corruption are inevitable when the people and dignitaries of the country are addicted to the illusion of prosperity. How can he go against the power of the masses?
The more he wanders among hundreds of generations and nations, the more unstable the Emperor's power becomes.
When it is at its peak, it is a lucky bird; when it falls, it is a disaster for the country.
Those people, before they died, blamed him for their mistakes, thinking that Di Jiang did not perform his duties enough and brought the disaster of war to them, but they did not understand that the soldiers guarding the city gate had not drawn their swords for decades.
After their souls dissipated, they returned to Di Jiang in the same way. Their hatred and resentment turned into sharp blades and arrows, hanging between his wings forever, never being freed or removed.
The karma of those people can only be temporarily numbed by the recovery of demon power. Di Jiang cannot change anyone, nor can he change himself.
This is true for all races in the spiritual world. They are born with various abilities only because of differences in blood. They are then divided into high and low levels based on their strength. Finally, they accept their fate and live a mediocre life, or they can continue the glory of the race in a high position.
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"That's it... Grandpa, do you think this is okay?"
Feiyue knew that he hadn't danced for a long time, and Feilong didn't need the so-called good luck.
This is a country that is prosperous and powerful enough that its people have the confidence to resist so-called natural disasters and disasters with their own hands.
Maybe this is why Dijiang chose to rest here after getting tired?
"It's good. I'm tired, both from dancing and from being a so-called divine bird."
As they talked, the two of them had arrived outside the temple. Dijiang was about to withdraw all his wings, but Feiyue stepped forward to stop him.
"Wouldn't it be hard to keep it?"
While combing his feathers with her fingers, she smiled softly and raised her hands to stretch out her folded wings in a comfortable position, but tried her best to suppress the urge to frown.
There are fragments of various arrows and swords hanging between the feathers within an inch. If you look closely, you will see that they are impossible to remove and have penetrated deep into the bones and flesh.
Di Jiang likes to spread his wings in places where no one is around, which shows that it is really uncomfortable, but now he has to accommodate himself just because he goes out with her...
"It's very troublesome not to keep it."
He was telling the truth. These wings were too conspicuous. The city stipulated that all monsters must restrain their human form to the greatest extent, even if they can reveal their animal form...
With the resentment of the ancients on his wings exposed, when walking on the street, he would only be pointed at.
He didn't want to be like this, and he didn't want the girl next to him to endure the looks from others.
"No trouble! I have a solution!"
Di Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then Feiyue took out a large piece of white cloth curtain from her backpack and covered each other.
"This is the same silk gauze! A believer from another country who came to worship gave it to me before. The light-blocking and fabric are very good! My grandpa and I will not be seen when we wear this on the street!"
Even if she wanted to leave Di Jiang alone outside the city and enter the city, after hearing the story just now, Feiyue didn't feel comfortable leaving her grandpa alone outside.
"Wouldn't it be more conspicuous this way..."
Sometimes Di Jiang really doesn't understand what the girl is thinking. She goes to great lengths to avoid things that he is accustomed to.
The furnishings of the room are like this, and when cleaning, they collect all his feathers and put them back...
Is it necessary to do this for him?
"It doesn't matter if you stand out! This way Grandpa won't have to fold his wings, and there won't be any strange sights!"
Feiyue smiled extremely happily, not knowing where the confidence and interest came from. She took Dijiang's arm, supported the same hand with her other hand, and led him all the way down the mountain.
The silvery-white shark's silk was like the Chinese Valentine's Day lights in front of me under the dim light of the sunset. The ignorant and stubborn girl back then had always accompanied Dijiang with all her care and consideration.
"Mrs. Feiyue has shown her qualifications as a good mother since she was a child!"
Dijiang was still immersed in the emotions of the past, and Ye Liu suddenly said a word that had no beginning or end, causing the good atmosphere to drop to freezing point in an instant.
"You... call me naive?"
Ye Liu still didn’t think twice——
"That's right! Didn't you watch Mrs. Feiyue grow up? And you still have to coax her... uh uh..."
Di Jiang suddenly took the black cat in his arms and grabbed the back of his neck skillfully.
"I don't care if you are aware of it or not...your ancestors may not live as long as me...I forgive you for not knowing before...now you know everything...just be respectful when you speak!"
"Don't pinch my neck! It's uncomfortable!"
He must look very embarrassed now. He is a demon, not a cat that is really for people to enjoy!
"You deserve to feel uncomfortable! I'm going back to sleep! You can guard the door for me today!"
After saying this, Dijiang pinned the black cat to a high place with feathers. After confirming that Ye Liu could not break away from the demonic power in front of him, he strolled back to the room.
"Hey! Don't leave! Hey——!!!"
Ye Liu was still shouting helplessly, but Long Ran had already rested, and Di Jiang naturally chose to ignore it. The boy was the only one left in the entire temple and was forced to hang at the door in his demon body, unable to get up or down.
By the Xinjing Lake, thousands of lanterns are fluttering in the air, and the floating light spots on the water weave a gorgeous and beautiful dream with the tourists.
Feiyue's golden long hair was carefully combed by Long Ding. The man's hands were very dexterous, as if this action had been repeated thousands of times.
A simple and smart hairpin is inserted into the wife's hair, and the woman's beautiful face adds a honey color against the backdrop of waves and lights.
"Ah Fei, the last time we came to Xinjing Lake was a long time ago. Speaking of which, we have to thank Di Jiang..."
The man finally tied his wife's long hair into a loose and beautiful braid, and finally tied it with a piece of orchid.
After all candidate goddesses go through the coming-of-age ceremony in the temple, the age and body of the human form will be fixed at that moment forever. Even if Long Ding may be a little older after many years, Feiyue is still as beautiful as ever, but in her soft appearance