The cowherd looked in the direction of the sound and noticed that the grass in front of him was full of flowers.
In the center of the vast sea of flowers, several fairies in colorful clothes can be vaguely seen.
There were several kites floating in the sky, they were delicate and beautiful. Cowherd found them interesting and thought to himself that next time he would make a kite to fly for fun.
He sat up straight on Niubei Mountain and patted his old friend on the back gently: "Da Huang, let's go back. They are flying kites. Let's not disturb them."
He knew very well what his position was in heaven.
I don’t know which great god was grateful for his filial piety, but with just a thought, he turned this humble mortal into a god.
But he didn't have time to take care of too many things. After Cowherd went to heaven, he was assigned to the vast and lonely grassland in the third heaven, responsible for herding cattle.
Other people may not be able to endure such a life, but Niulang is used to living a hard life. This kind of life, which is considered "boring" by other gods, is a real god's life in his eyes.
Moreover, Zhongtian’s jurisdiction over the gods was not strict, so he could occasionally have a day or two to rest and come down to earth to take a look.
A day or two is enough to have a good time in the world.
These fairies in colorful clothes, no matter what their identities are, are always more powerful than a cowherd like me.
The cowherd looked at the herd of cattle behind him and did not want to disturb the interest of these important people, so he immediately urged the big yellow ox to go back.
The big yellow ox was very spiritual. Upon hearing this, it opened its mouth and barked twice, then slowly turned back.
The cattle also started to cry out.
Such a big commotion naturally could not be hidden from the fairies over there.
When the Weaver Girl looked over here, her heart skipped a beat.
What a coincidence
She remained calm and watched the cattle circling back. It was obvious that they had no intention of coming over.
The Fairy of Flowers had never seen this kind of grazing before and was very interested:
"There are so many cows. Let's go and take a look!"
The cowherd heard a clear and pleasant voice behind him calling him: "Xiaoxian, the one who is herding cattle in front, please stop!"
He patted the big yellow ox and jumped off his back.
In a flash, a bright light fell before his eyes. There were five or six fairies with beautiful figures. Cowherd was dazzled for a moment.
He didn't dare to look any further, and asked with his hands down, "What's the matter, fairy?"
Fairy Baihua clapped her hands and laughed, "Nothing much, I just found it interesting to see so many cattle, so I came to take a look."
She turned around and shouted into the distance, "Weaver Girl, why don't you come over?"
Niulang subconsciously looked in the direction she was shouting, and saw a fairy wearing a gorgeous dress and with a graceful figure, but he couldn't see her face clearly.
The Cowherd was sure that he had never seen this fairy before.
But when he saw this figure, his heart skipped a beat.
When the other party heard the call from his companion, he seemed to hesitate for a moment and slowly walked over.
Her face gradually became clear. Niulang stared at her in a daze. He felt that her face looked very familiar, and a sense of inexplicable melancholy and guilt arose at the same time.
"You little fairy." The Fairy of Flowers was both dissatisfied and amused, "Are you staring at my Weaver Girl? Why? Aren't our other sisters pretty enough?"
The Fairy of Flowers is a famous beauty in heaven. When Niulang heard this, his face suddenly turned red.
He lowered his head quickly and said hesitantly, "Fairies, you are joking. I have never seen so many fairies before. I am sorry for being rude and making you laugh."
He laughed at himself in his heart: These are all fairies who are high above us, why would a little cowherd like me need to be melancholy
The Fairy of Flowers is a playful person. She picked out a few strong and handsome bulls and insisted on sitting on them to experience the thrill of riding a bull.
The other fairies also found it interesting and followed suit.
Only the Weaver Girl stood there without moving.
The cowherd looked at the fairy strangely and asked carefully, "Fairy, don't you want to give it a try?"
Zhinu stood there quietly and shook her head: "I don't want to."
She has a calm expression and a light tone, and her temperament makes it difficult for people to get close to her.
The cowherd didn't quite dare to talk, nor did he really want to, so the two of them just stood there.
The Fairy of Flowers soon got bored. She came over and complained that the cow's back was not stable or comfortable enough for people to rest on, that it smelled bad, and that the cow was not good-looking enough.
The cowherd just listened quietly, thinking, isn't that right? You are just riding an ordinary cow. According to your request, you need to ride a palace to satisfy me, right
The Weaver Girl also found it funny: "You deserve it. You have so many beautiful magic weapons, but you have to try them on the cow's back."
The Fairy of Flowers smiled and said, "It's because it's new."
She was in a good mood and gave the cowherd a bottle of potpourri perfume: "As a thank you gift for lending us the cow."
A fairy beside her smiled and said, "Why don't you thank Sister Baihua quickly? This is a good thing. You can drink it one drop at a time and mix it with water. It will do you a lot of good."
Niulang did not refuse and thanked him.
He leaned against the big yellow cow and watched the group of beautiful and noble fairies leave.
He couldn't help but look at the slender figure on the far left, frowning slightly, and muttering to himself: "Cowherd, cowherd, what are you looking at? You look sick."
When the big yellow ox heard this, it lowered its head, looked at him with its big warm eyes, and rubbed his face gently.
The cowherd immediately forgot his faint reverie, stretched out his hands to hug the fire of this good friend, rubbed it back affectionately, and said with a smile: "Da Huang, you heard it, I got a good thing today, I will give you a bowl of it later."
"Moo—"
"Go back."
"Moo—"
After walking for a long time and almost reaching the edge of the Milky Way, the Weaver Girl suddenly looked back.
There is an endless green grassland, and only some small black dots can be seen in the very far distance.
That is the cowherd and his cattle. Soon these little black spots will no longer be visible.
"What are you looking at?" the Fairy of Flowers asked her.
The Weaver Girl shook her head, smiled, and said with relief: "I just think this place is actually quite beautiful."
Fairy Baihua nodded: "Not bad, although it is a little empty, it makes me feel happy."
Seeing that the Weaver Girl was still looking at her, she said, "It's not a forbidden place. If you like, we can come here often in the future."
The Weaver Girl retracted her gaze and shook her head: "It would be boring if you come here often."
Fairy Baihua thought about it and said, "What do you want? Come over here later."
"OK."
This time, when they reached the west of the Milky Way, they met the Cowherd. Although the Weaver Girl looked calm, she was still a little worried.
After all, that dream left a shadow on her.
She did not go out for several months and stayed quietly in her palace, fearing that she would suddenly receive an imperial decree from the Emperor of Heaven.
Fortunately, nothing happened.
The Weaver Girl finally breathed a sigh of relief and was completely relieved.
She thought: I am finally, completely, away from that nightmare.
However, she was happy too early.
When Jiang Lin received the message from the messenger of the Emperor of Heaven, his precious lotus had grown out of the water to a height of a person.
Three crystal clear lotus leaves like silver plates guard the small, fragile flower bud in the middle.
Exquisite and delicate beauty.
"The Emperor of Heaven is looking for me?" Jiang Lin wondered, "Does this man have time to think of an insignificant fairy like me?"
He stood up, wiped his hands casually, and went to greet the angel.
The messenger smiled and said, "My Lord, please follow me to see His Majesty."
Jiang Lin: “Okay.”
When leaving, the messenger asked one more question: "Is Master Zong Yu not here?"
Jiang Lin shook his head: "He's out. He should be back soon. If the angel wants to see him for something, he can wait for a while if he's not in a hurry."
The messenger shook his head and said, "Your Majesty wants to see the Immortal Lord. Since Lord Zong Yu is not here, let's not waste time."
Jiang Lin always felt something was weird.
It’s not that he belittles himself, but in the mind of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, he is probably just an ordinary immortal who “takes care” of Taotie.
Is there anything worth calling me over specifically
Jiang Lin couldn't think of it.
He calmly followed the messenger to the Emperor's Palace.
Unexpectedly, the Weaver Girl was there too.
"My Lord?" The Weaver Girl was also surprised to see him, and smiled subconsciously, "You are here too."
Jiang Lin nodded: "His Majesty the Emperor summoned me."
The next moment, footsteps sounded behind him. The Emperor walked in from outside, followed by several waiters.
He seemed to be in a good mood. He glanced at Zhinu and Jiang Lin and ordered, "Sit down."
Jiang Lin and Zhinu sat down.
After asking a few questions casually, the Emperor picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Jiang Lin knew that serious business was about to begin.
He didn't know what the matter was, but he and the Weaver Girl needed to solve it together.
The Emperor of Heaven smiled and asked the Weaver Girl, "I heard that you and the Immortal King have been friends for thousands of years, and your relationship is pretty good?"
Of course, the Weaver Girl was happy to talk about her friend in front of the Emperor of Heaven. She quickly said, "Yes, the Immortal Lord has helped me a lot over the years and is my mentor and helpful friend."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven looked at Jiang Lin with a very satisfied look.
Jiang Lin's heart skipped a beat, and that uneasy feeling became more and more obvious.
He watched the Emperor of Heaven's gaze move around him several times, and he seemed quite satisfied.
The Emperor of Heaven smiled and said, "I heard from others that Zong Yu, that kid, doesn't give a shit to anyone else but likes to follow you. It shows that you have a good personality too."
Jiang Lin said calmly: "Your Majesty, I am very grateful for your praise."
The Emperor of Heaven said, "If I say you are good, you are good."
He no longer beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose: "The Weaver Girl is my daughter, of noble status, beautiful and gentle. You are a Daluo Jinxian, and your appearance and status are not disgraceful to her. I want to grant you two a marriage..."
The Weaver Girl was horrified and subconsciously looked at Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin frowned and interrupted the Emperor of Heaven: "No!"
The Emperor of Heaven was stunned. He didn't know how many years it had been since a god had the guts to speak to him like this.
Still a little willow fairy.
His face darkened: "Liu Xianjun, what did you say?"
The Weaver Girl was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly stood up and knelt on the ground: "Father God, please calm down and don't blame the Immortal Lord."
Jiang Lin looked at the other person calmly: "The Weaver Girl and I are good friends. We are just friends, not lovers. Your Majesty, please give up this thought."
The Emperor of Heaven was furious: "What do you mean by love between a man and a woman or friendship? I say that you two are a match made in heaven, a man of talent and a woman of beauty. You are a perfect match."
Jiang Lin finally understood why the Weaver Girl married the Cowherd in the original plot.
This Emperor of Heaven doesn't care about what the person thinks at all.
He said calmly, "I don't want to."
"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness!" The Emperor of Heaven snorted coldly, "You can't help but be unhappy!"