"Senior Qiyue called us to leave." Jing Yang said, "He said that our course is completely over."
Ruan Qiuping was silent for a long time before he suddenly asked, "... When will Jishen return to heaven?"
Jing Yang said: "Based on the experience of the past immortals returning to heaven, it may take until nine o'clock tonight for Ji Shen to return completely. After all, he still needs to go to the ghost world to drink the love potion."
Originally, the Love Potion was drunk directly in front of the Vanity Fair, but many people who had survived the tribulations and returned from the calamity began to refuse to drink the Love Potion after they knew that they were immortals who had come down to earth to experience the tribulations.
Therefore, the management office of Fuhua directly moved the love potion to the ghost world.
When the immortals who had gone through the tribulations thought that they were mortals, that the love potion was Meng Po soup, and that they could not be reincarnated without drinking the Meng Po soup, they all cooperated very well.
"Oh, right." Jing Yang paused, and said, "How is your preparation of the Forgetfulness Soup? The ghost world is under strict guard now, and you may not be able to break in and stop him from drinking the Forgetfulness Soup."
"There's no problem now, with the thousand-year lotus boiled in."
The Millennium Lotus can only survive for one day after being picked, and the Love Recalling Soup is only effective within three days after it is made.
Therefore, Ruan Qiuping could not do these things in advance and could only wait until Yu Huan returned to the fairyland.
"You guys go back first." Ruan Qiuping lowered his eyes and said, "I want to stay here and take care of Yu Huan's funeral."
Yu Huan's funeral was very easy to handle. No one knew how Yu Huan described Ruan Qiuping during his lifetime. Even though he had now returned to his twenties, Yu Huan's lawyer still found him in no time.
Yu Huan's company and property have been dealt with. Part of it was donated to charity, and the rest was kept in a card and left to Ruan Qiuping.
When the lawyer handed the card to Ruan Qiuping, he said, "In addition to currency, this card also contains a large amount of gold for value preservation. Mr. Yu said that he left this card to you for no other reason. He just hopes that you can have fun whenever you come here in the future."
Ruan Qiuping lowered his eyes.
He was afraid that he would let Yu Huan down.
After Yu Huan passed away, his practical course in the mortal world would naturally end. He might not have the opportunity to come to the mortal world again, nor would he use this card again.
Even so, Ruan Qiuping still took the card and asked hoarsely, "...Did he leave anything else?"
The lawyer handed an envelope to Ruan Qiuping and said, "This is Mr. Yu's legacy."
... left behind
Ruan Qiuping took the envelope and opened it tremblingly.
The above text is only a short page, and the handwriting is sloppy, as if it was written with great effort.
“To Nguyen Nguyen:
During this period of time, I always felt that you were coming soon, and I would get a little excited when I heard someone push the button.
People actually became more energetic.
I think I can hold on until I see you, but I'm afraid of what might happen.
So I wrote this letter, hoping to hear your reply.
A few days ago, I was choosing a cemetery on the Internet, but I couldn't find a suitable one. My assistant asked me what kind of cemetery I wanted, but I couldn't answer.
Because I actually wanted a cemetery closer to you, but I couldn't find such a place, so I just found a place with good scenery.
It's strange, my greatest hope was that you would love me, but now that I'm dying, when I pick up the pen, I want to pretend to be noble and write down, "Please forget me."
But I am always a stingy and calculative man, and I cannot write such noble and selfless words.
I still hope you will remember me.
Remember me when you are sad. You once said that you were a bad luck god that everyone despised. You said that you were a virus and a disaster star. If you think like this again in the future, remember me, remember that there are mortals sleeping in the ground who regard you as their greatest luck in this life.
Remember me when you are depressed. You once said that you were a good-for-nothing waste god, incompetent and cowardly. If you think so again in the future, remember me, because I will always think you are bright and dazzling, warm and brave.
But when you are happy, you don't have to remember me.
You are an immortal, so naturally your emotions are duller than those of us mortals. But even a mortal like me can easily deceive you. If you meet a cunning immortal, you may be deceived to no end.
If some god expresses his love to you in the future, you must open your eyes and see clearly.
Sympathy is not love, guilt is not love, and pity is not love.
You have been cheated by me once, so don't be soft-hearted and let others cheat you again.
I used to care about you forgetting to wear the ring, but now I am leaving, and you can take off the ring forever.
If you want to marry someone else in the future, you don't need to worry about anything.
After all, you are a god and I am a mortal.
The wedding between a mortal and a god should not count.
My life is too short to plant a tree in Ruan Ruan's heart.
When I die, there is no need for you to erect a tombstone for me. Just plant a tree on my grave.
Plant a tree you like. That way, if you meet me when you come to earth in the future, you can pick its fruits and eat them.
The content of the letter ends here.
The writing was done twenty-seven days ago.
The lawyer said that the day after Yu Huan wrote the letter, he lay in a half-asleep state, could no longer sit up, and was rarely awake again.
The lawyer said: He really waited for you for a long time.
Ruan Qiuping clutched the thin paper tightly, and the tears that had just stopped bursting out again.
Ruan Qiuping placed Yu Huan's ashes in a Qiankun bag and took them to heaven.
Yu Huan couldn't find a cemetery close to Ruan Qiuping, but Ruan Qiuping could.
Ruan Qiuping buried Yu Huan in the back hill where he usually practiced martial arts, and planted an apple tree next to it.
Next to the urn was a ring of Yu Huan, which he had worn for more than fifty years until it had almost become one with his flesh and blood.
But after the body was cremated, the ring remained.
Ruan Qiuping put the ring on the rope and wore it around his neck.
The moment Ruan Qiuping stood up, he felt a little dizzy, but after standing for a while holding the ring on his chest, he felt much better.
He looked up at the sky, and felt that it was time for the lucky god to return. The gloom in his heart dissipated a little, and a hint of anticipation quietly spread. He turned around and walked towards the Vanity Fair.
Jing Yang said that according to past experience, Jishen would be back at nine o'clock, but Ruan Qiuping and others waited until it was completely dark and a hint of dawn slowly turned over in the sky, but they still didn't see Jishen come out.
Did something happen to him
Ruan Qiuping's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly rushed back into Fuhua Street to find a staff member and asked, "Where is Jishen? Why hasn't he come out yet?"
"God of Good Fortune?" The staff member yawned and said in a daze, "God of Good Fortune left a long time ago. I remember he left around 11 o'clock yesterday morning!"
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment: "... But, after other immortals have experienced tribulations, don't they have to wait for about twelve hours before returning?"
Ruan Qiuping went down to earth at nine o'clock in the morning yesterday. Logically, Yu Huan should have come back at nine o'clock in the evening.
The staff rubbed his sleepy face and said, "What are you thinking about? You are a lucky god who has gone through many tribulations and has performed many merits. How can you be the same as other gods? Other gods waited for the twelve ghosts to come back, and ten of them had to queue up on the Naihe Bridge with human ghosts. When the lucky god just came down to the ghost world, the King of Hell came to greet him in person. Why did he have to queue up? He just went through the green channel."
"By the way, I heard that the Forgetfulness Water of Ji Shen was fed by the King of Hell himself, and he fed him three big bowls!" The staff shook his head with envy, "I really envy the King of Hell, who can have such close contact with Ji Shen!!!"
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment: "What does it mean to feed three bowls personally?"
"The people in the underworld said that it was because the God of Fortune was not cooperating. The King of Hell lied to him at first, saying that the Love Potion was Meng Po Soup, which is something that every mortal who wants to be reincarnated must drink. If they don't drink it, they can't be reincarnated and can only be a lonely ghost for the rest of their lives. But no matter what he said, the God of Fortune just didn't drink it..."
"Oh, by the way, I also heard that Ji Shen asked the King of Hell if he could find a job in the underworld, and asked if working in the underworld would allow him to see the gods in heaven. People in the underworld said that the King of Hell was very excited when he heard this, and he almost wanted to agree, but in the end he reluctantly forced the Love Potion down his throat."
"I heard that the reason why he fed three bowls was because the first bowl didn't work very well, so the King of Hell fed him three bowls just to be on the safe side. But I suspect the King of Hell fed him so many bowls because he wanted to have more contact with the lucky god... I heard that the underworld is very humid, and the King of Hell had back pain for the past two days, but since he touched the lucky god yesterday, he is said to be refreshed..."
The staff member shook his head and said a lot of things, finally satisfying his desire to talk, and he became more energetic.
But when he looked up again, he was so frightened that he took several steps back: "Bad luck!"
Before he could say anything else, he saw the God of Bad Luck walking away in a trance.
Ruan Qiuping remembered that Yu Huan was most afraid of ghosts and wouldn't even watch horror movies.
But now, because of him, I am not even afraid of becoming a wandering ghost.
Ruan Qiuping suddenly remembered that when Yu Huan was 43 years old, they were lying on the bed in the same apartment, reminiscing about the past, and then talking about horror movies and ghost stories.
Yu Huan suddenly asked him, "Will I become a ghost after I die?"
He also said he was somewhat curious about where he would go after he died.
It turned out that since that time, he had already thought about separation from himself.
Therefore, he was unwilling to drink the love potion, unwilling to reincarnate, and unwilling to turn into a new life.
Even if he became a lonely ghost, even if he worked in the underworld, he wanted to be closer to Ruan Qiuping and wanted to see Ruan Qiuping again.
Ruan Qiuping did not return home, but went directly to the Mangyi Snow Mountain to pick thousand-year-old lotus. However, his luck was really bad. Even with a supreme good luck charm, he still encountered a blizzard.
After Ruan Qiuping escaped from the mountain, he took out another lucky charm from his arms. Under the moonlight, Ruan Qiuping found that the writing on the lucky charm had faded a lot, and even looked a little gray.
It must be about to fail.
After coming down from the mountain, Ruan Qiuping did not go back, but quietly turned to Yuhuan.
Yu Huan drank the love potion, so he probably didn't recognize him now. It was not easy for him to rush into Yu Villa to look for Yu Huan, so he thought of walking around Yu Villa to see if he could run into Yu Huan.
He didn't have any other intentions, he just wanted to take a look at Yu Huan.
But who would have known that in front of the whole temple there would be a crowd of people, all hoping to "accidentally meet" the God of Fortune.
Not to mention Yu Huan, even the immortal servants in Yu Huan's house didn't dare to come out.
Ruan Qiuping fell asleep as soon as he got home, but when he woke up the next morning, he found that the atmosphere in the village had become particularly lively. His mother was wearing an extremely elegant brown and white long gown, and his father, who usually wore short-sleeved shirts and shorts, was wearing a blue and white long gown. Even Ruan Dongdong was wearing an exquisite and lovely pink chest-length skirt.
Seeing Ruan Qiuping coming out, Xia Fushui quickly threw him a new set of clothes and said, "Hurry up and change, you're going to be late!"
"What are you doing?" Ruan Qiuping looked confused.
"Hasn't Jishen returned after surviving the calamity? Today is the ceremony of conferring the gods, which will be held in the Heavenly Palace! Yu Xi specially came to give us an invitation!"
Xia Fushui looked very happy.
They haven't received any invitation letters for more than two hundred years since Ruan Qiuping was born.
Not only did I receive an invitation today, but it was also an invitation from the Heavenly Palace! It was also an invitation from the Mother of Jishen herself! It was also an invitation to the vvvvVIP seat!!!
Ruan Qiuping's heart skipped a beat: "I'm going to meet Yu Huan today?!"