Defia stood in the mist in a daze.
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
Those people who had kindly helped her were gone, leaving her alone.
Those people who had kindly helped her were gone, leaving her alone.
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
Will Yoling... be here
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
She didn't know where she was.
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
God Joram was furious and rebuked her for not keeping her promise. She stubbornly said, "Although you are gods and I am just a human, I love him and he loves me. We are not hindering each other. Why can't we be together?"
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly disappeared from the spot, like a wisp of smoke evaporating, leaving no trace.
She hoped that he could stay with her forever, even if she had to go to the ends of the earth with him, wear coarse clothes, and eat black bread and wild vegetable soup.
Will Yoling... be here
The thick fog dissipated and she found herself standing in front of a temple. This temple looked very familiar.
That night, she was blown out of the room by a strong light. An infinitely handsome and noble god stood in mid-air, looking down at her coldly with his green eyes.
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
The thick fog dissipated and she found herself standing in front of a temple. This temple looked very familiar.
A strange feeling of uneasiness grew in her heart, and she remembered a story she had read.
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
However, the boy could not be with her.
Those people who had kindly helped her were gone, leaving her alone.
Grandina continued, "It was you who threw me into the Dragon Realm that day. You wanted me to see Zi and find this place."
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
She finally remembered who she was.
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
Will Yoling... be here
Lan did not deny it.
She fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
Lan did not deny it.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
After thinking about all this, she actually saw herself among the group of girls.
Lan readily admitted, "Yes."
At night, she couldn't sleep and got up to look at the moon. Her window faced the garden. When she drew aside the curtains, she saw the young man standing under the flower stand, with a brilliant light shining from his hands.
Lan readily admitted, "Yes."
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
Defia took two steps back: "I think if I'm with you, no one will be able to leave this illusion. I remembered the past, maybe there's something I need to do."
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
Those people who had kindly helped her were gone, leaving her alone.
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
She couldn't help but look at the statue on the right. Why was there no one worshipping this god
Lan looked at him with relief: "You are really smart. I am proud of being a father. Not only that, the dwarf woke up from his coma and told the secret of the treasure. Your mother went bankrupt, so you had to come to look for the treasure. This was all arranged by me." Looking at Grantina's expressionless face, he sighed softly, "You must be scolding me in your heart now. If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't want to do that. Your mother is very good, and you are a great child."
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this...
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
Yueling God, the agricultural god Yueling.
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
"Why doesn't anyone worship this god?" She heard herself kneeling on the ground and quietly asking the female companion beside her.
A hand was placed on her shoulder, and she raised her head to look up at the face that was towering above her.
That day, when she was transplanting the grapes from the pots to the trellis, she accidentally broke its stem. She thought it was doomed and cried for a long time in frustration.
The pair of green eyes looked at her with pity and confusion: "Miss Dephia, please calm down, I am Grantina."
Grantina shook his head: "There is no treasure here. You and Zi are here to lure the people you choose here for a certain purpose."
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
She looked up at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly, as if frightened by something, she covered her mouth.
She hoped that he could stay with her forever, even if she had to go to the ends of the earth with him, wear coarse clothes, and eat black bread and wild vegetable soup.
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
After thinking about all this, she actually saw herself among the group of girls.
When she heard this, she turned to look at the statue of the god of agriculture. He held a pitchfork in his hand, with a bunch of wheat ears on his waist. He was dressed in simple clothes and had a decent face. He was not as gorgeous as the god of the mountains and forests, but he looked very simple and honest. I think this god of agriculture must be a very kind-hearted god.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
She deliberately told the vines that she loved the forest god Yoram very much, but she saw his sad eyes.
Grandina continued, "It was you who threw me into the Dragon Realm that day. You wanted me to see Zi and find this place."
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
God Joram was furious and rebuked her for not keeping her promise. She stubbornly said, "Although you are gods and I am just a human, I love him and he loves me. We are not hindering each other. Why can't we be together?"
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
She didn't know where she was.
My mother and sisters all said that a girl must choose a strong man as her husband so that she can wear the clothes she wants, wear the jewelry she wants, and enjoy life to her heart's content.
She nodded in agreement, and only then noticed that since he came, the flowers and plants in the house grew particularly strong, never got insects or diseases, and the flowers bloomed surprisingly large.
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
He said: "Miss, you will definitely get what you want."
She watched herself walk forward, pick up the seed, hold it in her palm, and kneel down to worship the statue of the god of agriculture. In a trance, she discovered that the statue of the god of agriculture on the throne turned into a person, who looked at her kneeling on the ground and smiled.
When she heard this, she turned to look at the statue of the god of agriculture. He held a pitchfork in his hand, with a bunch of wheat ears on his waist. He was dressed in simple clothes and had a decent face. He was not as gorgeous as the god of the mountains and forests, but he looked very simple and honest. I think this god of agriculture must be a very kind-hearted god.
Lan narrowed his eyes: "No, you are wrong this time." He raised his hand and the surroundings changed color again, "Let me show you something first." The caterpillar crawled out of Grantina's skin, turned into a purple butterfly, and flew to Lan's fingertips.
Defia stood in the mist in a daze.
A strange feeling of uneasiness grew in her heart, and she remembered a story she had read.
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
That person was Yue Ling.
Grandina continued, "It was you who threw me into the Dragon Realm that day. You wanted me to see Zi and find this place."
My mother and sisters all said that a girl must choose a strong man as her husband so that she can wear the clothes she wants, wear the jewelry she wants, and enjoy life to her heart's content.
About Linghe...
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
The pair of green eyes looked at her with pity and confusion: "Miss Dephia, please calm down, I am Grantina."
About the Spiritual God... About the Spiritual God...
Lan readily admitted, "Yes."
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
Lan said, “That’s right.”
My mother and sisters all said that a girl must choose a strong man as her husband so that she can wear the clothes she wants, wear the jewelry she wants, and enjoy life to her heart's content.
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
Lan said, “That’s right.”
Will Yoling... be here
She had heard this name from several people along the way.
Grandina continued, "It was you who threw me into the Dragon Realm that day. You wanted me to see Zi and find this place."
She had heard this name from several people along the way.
Yueling God, the agricultural god Yueling.
Although, the young man who smiled at her in the corridor was not very handsome and could not speak fancy words, she liked his eyes, which were gentle and clear.
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
About Linghe...
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
She covered her head and said, "No, Yoling is not a god, he is a human being. He is just the gardener at home."
She covered her head and said, "No, Yoling is not a god, he is a human being. He is just the gardener at home."
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this...
She had never grown this kind of plant before, and foolishly watered it with a lot of water, added a lot of fertilizer, and kept moving it out to get some sun. Many times, the seedling became wilted and sickly, as if it would die in the next second, but the next day, it would be full of energy again and continue to thrive.
Although, the young man who smiled at her in the corridor was not very handsome and could not speak fancy words, she liked his eyes, which were gentle and clear.
He can't be God, no way, because...
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
Maybe, she is doing the same thing.
A deep voice sounded in her ears: "Selfish mortal, you will only harm God if you keep Him by your side. There can be no love between God and man."
"Why doesn't anyone worship this god?" She heard herself kneeling on the ground and quietly asking the female companion beside her.
Lan readily admitted, "Yes."
She didn't know where she was.
"You ignorant woman, you lied to my brother that you loved me, but I know your intentions. There can be no love between gods and humans. If you keep God by your side, you will only harm him."
She finally remembered who she was.
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
She fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She had never grown this kind of plant before, and foolishly watered it with a lot of water, added a lot of fertilizer, and kept moving it out to get some sun. Many times, the seedling became wilted and sickly, as if it would die in the next second, but the next day, it would be full of energy again and continue to thrive.
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
"Miss, I'm the new gardener. Let me do this kind of work."
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
My mother and sisters all said that a girl must choose a strong man as her husband so that she can wear the clothes she wants, wear the jewelry she wants, and enjoy life to her heart's content.
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
Grandina looked at the familiar yet strange face and asked, "Who are you?"
"You ignorant woman, you lied to my brother that you loved me, but I know your intentions. There can be no love between gods and humans. If you keep God by your side, you will only harm him."
That day, when she was transplanting the grapes from the pots to the trellis, she accidentally broke its stem. She thought it was doomed and cried for a long time in frustration.
Defia took two steps back: "I think if I'm with you, no one will be able to leave this illusion. I remembered the past, maybe there's something I need to do."
She had never grown this kind of plant before, and foolishly watered it with a lot of water, added a lot of fertilizer, and kept moving it out to get some sun. Many times, the seedling became wilted and sickly, as if it would die in the next second, but the next day, it would be full of energy again and continue to thrive.
The next day, Yoram said goodbye to her and told her that he had accepted a job with another company and was leaving. According to Yoram's God's instructions, she had to act heartless, say goodbye to him, and tell him that she had decided to give up her love for God and marry the person arranged by her parents.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this...
God Joram was furious and rebuked her for not keeping her promise. She stubbornly said, "Although you are gods and I am just a human, I love him and he loves me. We are not hindering each other. Why can't we be together?"
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
Although, the young man who smiled at her in the corridor was not very handsome and could not speak fancy words, she liked his eyes, which were gentle and clear.
That night, she was blown out of the room by a strong light. An infinitely handsome and noble god stood in mid-air, looking down at her coldly with his green eyes.
What does it matter whether it is God or man
A deep voice sounded in her ears: "Selfish mortal, you will only harm God if you keep Him by your side. There can be no love between God and man."
A man appeared in the thick fog. When he raised his hand, the fog around him dissipated, and the sky turned blue and green again. He stood under the Bodhi tree, facing Grandina.
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
Defia took two steps back: "I think if I'm with you, no one will be able to leave this illusion. I remembered the past, maybe there's something I need to do."
The farmer fell in love with a beautiful fairy. In order to marry her, he stole the fairy's feather clothes, preventing her from returning to heaven.
She hoped that he could stay with her forever, even if she had to go to the ends of the earth with him, wear coarse clothes, and eat black bread and wild vegetable soup.
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
About Linghe...
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
However, the boy could not be with her.
What does it matter whether it is God or man
About Linghe...
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
She couldn't help but look at the statue on the right. Why was there no one worshipping this god
"Your stupidity and greed have harmed him..." That voice appeared in my ears again, "Your so-called love is just caring about your own pleasure, even if he dies, it doesn't matter."
He said: "Miss, you will definitely get what you want."
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
The seed she brought back from the temple was a grape.
He can't be God, no way, because...
Defia took two steps back: "I think if I'm with you, no one will be able to leave this illusion. I remembered the past, maybe there's something I need to do."
When she heard this, she turned to look at the statue of the god of agriculture. He held a pitchfork in his hand, with a bunch of wheat ears on his waist. He was dressed in simple clothes and had a decent face. He was not as gorgeous as the god of the mountains and forests, but he looked very simple and honest. I think this god of agriculture must be a very kind-hearted god.
She had never grown this kind of plant before, and foolishly watered it with a lot of water, added a lot of fertilizer, and kept moving it out to get some sun. Many times, the seedling became wilted and sickly, as if it would die in the next second, but the next day, it would be full of energy again and continue to thrive.
That's all.
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
She deliberately told the vines that she loved the forest god Yoram very much, but she saw his sad eyes.
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
The seed she brought back from the temple was a grape.
That day, when she was transplanting the grapes from the pots to the trellis, she accidentally broke its stem. She thought it was doomed and cried for a long time in frustration.
Grandina asked calmly, "What exactly is your purpose? Your name is Lan, so you should be some kind of spirit like Zi, and you obey the same person."
Grantina reached out and pulled her up, but her hand passed through Grantina's hand like air and gradually became transparent.
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
She didn't know where she was.
At night, she couldn't sleep and got up to look at the moon. Her window faced the garden. When she drew aside the curtains, she saw the young man standing under the flower stand, with a brilliant light shining from his hands.
A strange feeling of uneasiness grew in her heart, and she remembered a story she had read.
Lan smiled and said, "I really am your father."
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
"Your stupidity and greed have harmed him..." That voice appeared in my ears again, "Your so-called love is just caring about your own pleasure, even if he dies, it doesn't matter."
He said: "Miss, you will definitely get what you want."
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
The boy smiled and said to her, "It seems that it has the ability to heal itself. Maybe it's because it's a plant brought back from the temple."
Will Yoling... be here
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
Lan said, “That’s right.”
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
About the Spiritual God... About the Spiritual God...
The boy smiled and said to her, "It seems that it has the ability to heal itself. Maybe it's because it's a plant brought back from the temple."
When she heard this, she turned to look at the statue of the god of agriculture. He held a pitchfork in his hand, with a bunch of wheat ears on his waist. He was dressed in simple clothes and had a decent face. He was not as gorgeous as the god of the mountains and forests, but he looked very simple and honest. I think this god of agriculture must be a very kind-hearted god.
She nodded in agreement, and only then noticed that since he came, the flowers and plants in the house grew particularly strong, never got insects or diseases, and the flowers bloomed surprisingly large.
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
"You ignorant woman, you lied to my brother that you loved me, but I know your intentions. There can be no love between gods and humans. If you keep God by your side, you will only harm him."
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
She didn't know where she was.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
A man appeared in the thick fog. When he raised his hand, the fog around him dissipated, and the sky turned blue and green again. He stood under the Bodhi tree, facing Grandina.
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
In the garden, there were often extremely beautiful birds whose names she couldn't remember, flying in and singing melodiously.
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
About Linghe...
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
"You ignorant woman, you lied to my brother that you loved me, but I know your intentions. There can be no love between gods and humans. If you keep God by your side, you will only harm him."
A hand was placed on her shoulder, and she raised her head to look up at the face that was towering above her.
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
A strange feeling of uneasiness grew in her heart, and she remembered a story she had read.
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
At night, she couldn't sleep and got up to look at the moon. Her window faced the garden. When she drew aside the curtains, she saw the young man standing under the flower stand, with a brilliant light shining from his hands.
She couldn't help but look at the statue on the right. Why was there no one worshipping this god
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
The farmer fell in love with a beautiful fairy. In order to marry her, he stole the fairy's feather clothes, preventing her from returning to heaven.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
Lan did not deny it.
Maybe, she is doing the same thing.
In the garden, there were often extremely beautiful birds whose names she couldn't remember, flying in and singing melodiously.
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
She deliberately told the vines that she loved the forest god Yoram very much, but she saw his sad eyes.
She hoped that he could stay with her forever, even if she had to go to the ends of the earth with him, wear coarse clothes, and eat black bread and wild vegetable soup.
A deep voice sounded in her ears: "Selfish mortal, you will only harm God if you keep Him by your side. There can be no love between God and man."
In the garden, there were often extremely beautiful birds whose names she couldn't remember, flying in and singing melodiously.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
A strange feeling of uneasiness grew in her heart, and she remembered a story she had read.
In the garden, there were often extremely beautiful birds whose names she couldn't remember, flying in and singing melodiously.
He said: "Miss, you will definitely get what you want."
She covered her head and said, "No, Yoling is not a god, he is a human being. He is just the gardener at home."
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
Lan did not deny it.
That night, she was blown out of the room by a strong light. An infinitely handsome and noble god stood in mid-air, looking down at her coldly with his green eyes.
Yueling God, the agricultural god Yueling.
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
The farmer fell in love with a beautiful fairy. In order to marry her, he stole the fairy's feather clothes, preventing her from returning to heaven.
God Joram was furious and rebuked her for not keeping her promise. She stubbornly said, "Although you are gods and I am just a human, I love him and he loves me. We are not hindering each other. Why can't we be together?"
"You ignorant woman, you lied to my brother that you loved me, but I know your intentions. There can be no love between gods and humans. If you keep God by your side, you will only harm him."
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
"You ignorant woman, you lied to my brother that you loved me, but I know your intentions. There can be no love between gods and humans. If you keep God by your side, you will only harm him."
She had heard this name from several people along the way.
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
However, the boy could not be with her.
That person was Yue Ling.
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
"Miss, I'm the new gardener. Let me do this kind of work."
Maybe, she is doing the same thing.
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
The next day, Yoram said goodbye to her and told her that he had accepted a job with another company and was leaving. According to Yoram's God's instructions, she had to act heartless, say goodbye to him, and tell him that she had decided to give up her love for God and marry the person arranged by her parents.
After thinking about all this, she actually saw herself among the group of girls.
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
However, she did not keep her promise. She took the initiative to hug the young man in front of her and said, I have never loved any god Yolan. From the beginning to the end, I only love you.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
"Why doesn't anyone worship this god?" She heard herself kneeling on the ground and quietly asking the female companion beside her.
She looked up at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly, as if frightened by something, she covered her mouth.
She couldn't help but look at the statue on the right. Why was there no one worshipping this god
That person was Yue Ling.
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
God Joram was furious and rebuked her for not keeping her promise. She stubbornly said, "Although you are gods and I am just a human, I love him and he loves me. We are not hindering each other. Why can't we be together?"
The next day, Yoram said goodbye to her and told her that he had accepted a job with another company and was leaving. According to Yoram's God's instructions, she had to act heartless, say goodbye to him, and tell him that she had decided to give up her love for God and marry the person arranged by her parents.
The farmer fell in love with a beautiful fairy. In order to marry her, he stole the fairy's feather clothes, preventing her from returning to heaven.
"Your stupidity and greed have harmed him..." That voice appeared in my ears again, "Your so-called love is just caring about your own pleasure, even if he dies, it doesn't matter."
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
That day, when she was transplanting the grapes from the pots to the trellis, she accidentally broke its stem. She thought it was doomed and cried for a long time in frustration.
She finally remembered who she was.
God Joram was furious and rebuked her for not keeping her promise. She stubbornly said, "Although you are gods and I am just a human, I love him and he loves me. We are not hindering each other. Why can't we be together?"
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
She didn't know where she was.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
The seed she brought back from the temple was a grape.
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
She finally remembered who she was.
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this...
A hand was placed on her shoulder, and she raised her head to look up at the face that was towering above her.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
The thick fog dissipated and she found herself standing in front of a temple. This temple looked very familiar.
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
That's all.
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
However, the boy could not be with her.
What does it matter whether it is God or man
"God Joram, he's not really dead, is he? You won't really kill him... I know I was wrong... I will leave him... Please..."
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
A hand was placed on her shoulder, and she raised her head to look up at the face that was towering above her.
She looked up at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly, as if frightened by something, she covered her mouth.
In fact, she was no longer human. At that time, God Joram said to her: "I can give you the same eternal life as God. Perhaps one day, you can see him again. The price is that you will wander between heaven and earth forever and cannot be reincarnated. Even if you stay in the place closest to him, you can't remember who he is."
About the Spiritual God... About the Spiritual God...
"God Joram, he's not really dead, is he? You won't really kill him... I know I was wrong... I will leave him... Please..."
She deliberately told the vines that she loved the forest god Yoram very much, but she saw his sad eyes.
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
The pair of green eyes looked at her with pity and confusion: "Miss Dephia, please calm down, I am Grantina."
Lan looked at him with relief: "You are really smart. I am proud of being a father. Not only that, the dwarf woke up from his coma and told the secret of the treasure. Your mother went bankrupt, so you had to come to look for the treasure. This was all arranged by me." Looking at Grantina's expressionless face, he sighed softly, "You must be scolding me in your heart now. If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't want to do that. Your mother is very good, and you are a great child."
Yueling God, the agricultural god Yueling.
The pair of green eyes looked at her with pity and confusion: "Miss Dephia, please calm down, I am Grantina."
She looked up at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly, as if frightened by something, she covered her mouth.
She hoped that he could stay with her forever, even if she had to go to the ends of the earth with him, wear coarse clothes, and eat black bread and wild vegetable soup.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
She looked up at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly, as if frightened by something, she covered her mouth.
Those people who had kindly helped her were gone, leaving her alone.
She saw herself being pushed out of the crowd, and turned her head to look at the statue of the god of agriculture again. Suddenly, she found a seed in front of the throne of the god of agriculture.
The seed she brought back from the temple was a grape.
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this...
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
Grantina reached out and pulled her up, but her hand passed through Grantina's hand like air and gradually became transparent.
About the Spiritual God... About the Spiritual God...
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
She deliberately told the vines that she loved the forest god Yoram very much, but she saw his sad eyes.
"God Joram, he's not really dead, is he? You won't really kill him... I know I was wrong... I will leave him... Please..."
She finally remembered who she was.
Lan looked at him with relief: "You are really smart. I am proud of being a father. Not only that, the dwarf woke up from his coma and told the secret of the treasure. Your mother went bankrupt, so you had to come to look for the treasure. This was all arranged by me." Looking at Grantina's expressionless face, he sighed softly, "You must be scolding me in your heart now. If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't want to do that. Your mother is very good, and you are a great child."
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
Yes, seeds. She came to the temple to pray for seeds from God. Legend has it that as long as you pray in this temple, take the seeds in front of the throne back home, plant them carefully, and wait for the seeds to grow into beautiful flowers, you will receive God's blessing.
In fact, she was no longer human. At that time, God Joram said to her: "I can give you the same eternal life as God. Perhaps one day, you can see him again. The price is that you will wander between heaven and earth forever and cannot be reincarnated. Even if you stay in the place closest to him, you can't remember who he is."
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
That's all.
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
Lan narrowed his eyes: "No, you are wrong this time." He raised his hand and the surroundings changed color again, "Let me show you something first." The caterpillar crawled out of Grantina's skin, turned into a purple butterfly, and flew to Lan's fingertips.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
She couldn't help but look at the statue on the right. Why was there no one worshipping this god
My mother and sisters all said that a girl must choose a strong man as her husband so that she can wear the clothes she wants, wear the jewelry she wants, and enjoy life to her heart's content.
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
In fact, she was no longer human. At that time, God Joram said to her: "I can give you the same eternal life as God. Perhaps one day, you can see him again. The price is that you will wander between heaven and earth forever and cannot be reincarnated. Even if you stay in the place closest to him, you can't remember who he is."
However, the boy could not be with her.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly disappeared from the spot, like a wisp of smoke evaporating, leaving no trace.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
"God Joram, he's not really dead, is he? You won't really kill him... I know I was wrong... I will leave him... Please..."
The farmer fell in love with a beautiful fairy. In order to marry her, he stole the fairy's feather clothes, preventing her from returning to heaven.
For millions of years, she stayed among the clouds, forgetting everything in the past and only remembering that she was looking for her gardener Yoling.
The next day, Yoram said goodbye to her and told her that he had accepted a job with another company and was leaving. According to Yoram's God's instructions, she had to act heartless, say goodbye to him, and tell him that she had decided to give up her love for God and marry the person arranged by her parents.
She hoped that he could stay with her forever, even if she had to go to the ends of the earth with him, wear coarse clothes, and eat black bread and wild vegetable soup.
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
She stood up, stared at the elf in front of her, and shook her head.
She watched herself walk forward, pick up the seed, hold it in her palm, and kneel down to worship the statue of the god of agriculture. In a trance, she discovered that the statue of the god of agriculture on the throne turned into a person, who looked at her kneeling on the ground and smiled.
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
In fact, she was no longer human. At that time, God Joram said to her: "I can give you the same eternal life as God. Perhaps one day, you can see him again. The price is that you will wander between heaven and earth forever and cannot be reincarnated. Even if you stay in the place closest to him, you can't remember who he is."
She looked up at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly, as if frightened by something, she covered her mouth.
Grantina reached out and pulled her up, but her hand passed through Grantina's hand like air and gradually became transparent.
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
Grandina asked calmly, "What exactly is your purpose? Your name is Lan, so you should be some kind of spirit like Zi, and you obey the same person."
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
The seed she brought back from the temple was a grape.
However, the boy could not be with her.
Maybe, she is doing the same thing.
She followed her into the temple and saw the girls kneeling in front of the statue on the left and praying. The statue on the throne wore a wreath of flowers and held a silver scepter in its hand. It was extremely handsome.
That day, when she was transplanting the grapes from the pots to the trellis, she accidentally broke its stem. She thought it was doomed and cried for a long time in frustration.
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
She agreed to the condition, and she didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
After thinking about all this, she actually saw herself among the group of girls.
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
However, the boy could not be with her.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
Grantina reached out and pulled her up, but her hand passed through Grantina's hand like air and gradually became transparent.
Defia took two steps back: "I think if I'm with you, no one will be able to leave this illusion. I remembered the past, maybe there's something I need to do."
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
Defia stood in the mist in a daze.
The thick fog dissipated and she found herself standing in front of a temple. This temple looked very familiar.
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly disappeared from the spot, like a wisp of smoke evaporating, leaving no trace.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
Yueling God, the agricultural god Yueling.
Defia took two steps back: "I think if I'm with you, no one will be able to leave this illusion. I remembered the past, maybe there's something I need to do."
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
Grandina looked at the familiar yet strange face and asked, "Who are you?"
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
That's all.
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly disappeared from the spot, like a wisp of smoke evaporating, leaving no trace.
Yueling, Yueling, a name praised and admired by thousands of people, but it belongs only to her, how incredible.
That night, she was blown out of the room by a strong light. An infinitely handsome and noble god stood in mid-air, looking down at her coldly with his green eyes.
"Miss, I'm the new gardener. Let me do this kind of work."
However, she did not keep her promise. She took the initiative to hug the young man in front of her and said, I have never loved any god Yolan. From the beginning to the end, I only love you.
"Miss, I'm the new gardener. Let me do this kind of work."
In the garden, there were often extremely beautiful birds whose names she couldn't remember, flying in and singing melodiously.
"Miss, I'm the new gardener. Let me do this kind of work."
The pair of green eyes looked at her with pity and confusion: "Miss Dephia, please calm down, I am Grantina."
A man appeared in the thick fog. When he raised his hand, the fog around him dissipated, and the sky turned blue and green again. He stood under the Bodhi tree, facing Grandina.
She couldn't help but look at the statue on the right. Why was there no one worshipping this god
The sacrifice was over, and the girls rushed forward, scrambling to take the seeds from the tray in front of the throne. The tray fell to the ground with a crash, and the girls immediately bent down and scrambled to pick them up.
Those people who had kindly helped her were gone, leaving her alone.
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
"Your stupidity and greed have harmed him..." That voice appeared in my ears again, "Your so-called love is just caring about your own pleasure, even if he dies, it doesn't matter."
"Why doesn't anyone worship this god?" She heard herself kneeling on the ground and quietly asking the female companion beside her.
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
She deliberately told the vines that she loved the forest god Yoram very much, but she saw his sad eyes.
Grandina looked at the familiar yet strange face and asked, "Who are you?"
Grandina continued, "It was you who threw me into the Dragon Realm that day. You wanted me to see Zi and find this place."
It seemed as if she had returned to that day again, when she was standing in the garden, watering the seeds she brought back from the temple with a kettle in her hand, and the short-haired boy was standing under the corridor covered with vines, smiling at her, his brown eyes so gentle.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
"Why doesn't anyone worship this god?" She heard herself kneeling on the ground and quietly asking the female companion beside her.
Lan smiled and said, "I really am your father."
The female companion curled her lips and said, "That's a statue of the god of agriculture. Who would worship him except farmers? He's so ugly and uncool. The god of forests is the most beautiful and elegant. Bring the seeds from the temple back and plant them. The god of forests will bless us with a happy marriage. I heard that if the flowers are planted well, the god of forests might even fall in love with you."
Lan readily admitted, "Yes."
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
Maybe, she is doing the same thing.
The chaos in her heart suddenly dissipated and became clear because of these words.
She watched herself walk forward, pick up the seed, hold it in her palm, and kneel down to worship the statue of the god of agriculture. In a trance, she discovered that the statue of the god of agriculture on the throne turned into a person, who looked at her kneeling on the ground and smiled.
Lan readily admitted, "Yes."
Many girls like her hurried to the temple. She thought of what happened at the bottom of the lake and hesitated. But these girls were different from the ghosts at the bottom of the lake. They were real, wearing beautiful long skirts and gorgeous clothes. A girl beside her called out to her female companion: "Hurry up, otherwise the good seeds will be snatched away by others."
Will Yoling... be here
After thinking about all this, she actually saw herself among the group of girls.
She fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
Lan narrowed his eyes: "No, you are wrong this time." He raised his hand and the surroundings changed color again, "Let me show you something first." The caterpillar crawled out of Grantina's skin, turned into a purple butterfly, and flew to Lan's fingertips.
What does it matter whether it is God or man
The ferocious mastiffs raised by his brother trembled and crawled on the ground, motionless, when they saw him.
Grantina continued, "More than a decade later, the Twilight War broke out. It was said that a few tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the Dark Night Ancestor. This is not true. Those people actually came here and opened the sarcophagus in the hall."
She took two steps, turned around, and said to Grantina: "You and Mr. Long are both good people. I don't understand why you came here. There is no treasure here. You have to be careful of the man who looks like you. He..."
Defia stood in the mist in a daze.
A deep voice sounded in her ears: "Selfish mortal, you will only harm God if you keep Him by your side. There can be no love between God and man."
Lan looked at him with relief: "You are really smart. I am proud of being a father. Not only that, the dwarf woke up from his coma and told the secret of the treasure. Your mother went bankrupt, so you had to come to look for the treasure. This was all arranged by me." Looking at Grantina's expressionless face, he sighed softly, "You must be scolding me in your heart now. If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't want to do that. Your mother is very good, and you are a great child."
She just loved him and wanted to be with him forever. Even if one day he disappeared and went to a place where he would never come back, she would find him.
Defia stood in the mist in a daze.
Lan did not deny it.
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
She saw him close his eyes and fall into the clouds, never to wake up again.
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
Grandina continued, "It was you who threw me into the Dragon Realm that day. You wanted me to see Zi and find this place."
That day, when she was transplanting the grapes from the pots to the trellis, she accidentally broke its stem. She thought it was doomed and cried for a long time in frustration.
The next day, Yoram said goodbye to her and told her that he had accepted a job with another company and was leaving. According to Yoram's God's instructions, she had to act heartless, say goodbye to him, and tell him that she had decided to give up her love for God and marry the person arranged by her parents.
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
That night, she was blown out of the room by a strong light. An infinitely handsome and noble god stood in mid-air, looking down at her coldly with his green eyes.
The next day, Yoram said goodbye to her and told her that he had accepted a job with another company and was leaving. According to Yoram's God's instructions, she had to act heartless, say goodbye to him, and tell him that she had decided to give up her love for God and marry the person arranged by her parents.
She nodded in agreement, and only then noticed that since he came, the flowers and plants in the house grew particularly strong, never got insects or diseases, and the flowers bloomed surprisingly large.
Defia stood in the mist in a daze.
In the garden, there were often extremely beautiful birds whose names she couldn't remember, flying in and singing melodiously.
Lan said, “That’s right.”
The female companion came over and pulled her from her kneeling position: "Oh, are you crazy? You actually want to make an appointment with the spirit god's seeds. Do you want to grow wheat at home?"
Grandina stopped her and said, "This illusion is very dangerous. We should leave first."
Grantina shook his head: "There is no treasure here. You and Zi are here to lure the people you choose here for a certain purpose."
He said: "Miss, you will definitely get what you want."
A deep voice sounded in her ears: "Selfish mortal, you will only harm God if you keep Him by your side. There can be no love between God and man."
She watched herself walk forward, pick up the seed, hold it in her palm, and kneel down to worship the statue of the god of agriculture. In a trance, she discovered that the statue of the god of agriculture on the throne turned into a person, who looked at her kneeling on the ground and smiled.
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
Lan looked at him with relief: "You are really smart. I am proud of being a father. Not only that, the dwarf woke up from his coma and told the secret of the treasure. Your mother went bankrupt, so you had to come to look for the treasure. This was all arranged by me." Looking at Grantina's expressionless face, he sighed softly, "You must be scolding me in your heart now. If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't want to do that. Your mother is very good, and you are a great child."
Defia collapsed on the ground, the illusory scene around her collapsed, she burst into tears, and saw in the void, Yolan stabbed the scepter in his hand into Yoling's body.
But she didn't like the marriage partners provided by her parents. Like her brother, they had the most elegant appearance, spoke the most beautiful words, and could recite the most beautiful poems, but there was no emotion in their eyes. The way they looked at her was no different from looking at a piece of precious porcelain or a flower.
About Linghe...
She covered her head and said, "No, Yoling is not a god, he is a human being. He is just the gardener at home."
She saw Yolan's cold eyes: "This is the result you wanted, now you are satisfied."
Grandina asked calmly, "What exactly is your purpose? Your name is Lan, so you should be some kind of spirit like Zi, and you obey the same person."
"I can't go with you. Maybe this illusion can take me to see Yoling. I want to find him. If... I can't see him again, please tell him that I'm sorry. If he has forgotten me, then don't mention me again."
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
Lan did not deny it.
Lan narrowed his eyes: "No, you are wrong this time." He raised his hand and the surroundings changed color again, "Let me show you something first." The caterpillar crawled out of Grantina's skin, turned into a purple butterfly, and flew to Lan's fingertips.
She didn't know where she was.
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this...
The next day, she found that the grape tree had healed on its own, climbing up the trellis with its intact stem.
Before, she just guessed that he might be a god, but from this moment on, she knew who he was. It turned out that when she looked at the statue of the god of agriculture curiously in the temple that day, this fate had already begun.
Grantina reached out and pulled her up, but her hand passed through Grantina's hand like air and gradually became transparent.
Grantina said slowly: "More than eight hundred years ago, someone told Archbishop Cumberchin that somewhere, the body of the devil was sleeping, and that person was you."
The seed she brought back from the temple was a grape.