The rainstorm covered the whole world with noise. Huge raindrops hit the ground, hitting one mud pit after another. The mud pits were filled with water, and when they heavily received the raindrops, they seemed to be dancing lightly.
Ruan Qiuping looked at Yu Huan who was walking towards him, and suddenly felt that the pace of the whole world slowed down.
My mood, which had been as tense as the rainstorm, gradually calmed down.
Ruan Qiuping wiped the water stains off his face, walked slowly to Yu Huan, and said, "… This is the apple tree I planted, but it is my apple tree."
Yu Huan was somewhat puzzled by the meaning of this sentence, but when Ruan Qiuping approached, he saw clearly how miserable he was - Ruan Qiuping didn't have an umbrella or water magic, and his entire back was covered in mud, as if he had rolled in the dirt... There was even some blood on his shoulder, which had burned his clothes into a charred black.
Yu Huan moved the umbrella over his head, grabbed his wrist, and said solemnly, "You are injured."
Ruan Qiuping turned his head to look at his shoulder and said with concern: "It's okay, just a minor injury."
After he finished speaking, he broke away from Yu Huan's hand and walked into the sunlight that enveloped the apple tree. He stretched out his hand and carefully touched the tender leaves of the young apple sapling.
The magic that Yu Huan cast around the apple tree was only a small area. Although Ruan Qiuping walked in, half of his body was still exposed, and the rain was dripping on his shoulders.
Yu Huan frowned slightly and drew a symbol lightly in the air. The range of the sunlight suddenly expanded three or four times, completely encircling Ruan Qiuping.
Ruan Qiuping looked up and found that the sky above his head was blue, and there was even the sound of breeze and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers - it was like a small paradise in another time and space.
"How magical..." he exclaimed involuntarily.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of golden light tightly wrapped Ruan Qiuping's body.
Ruan Qiuping felt that his whole body became warm and comfortable. When the light slowly faded away, he became clean and fluffy. His clothes were brand new, just like when he put them on today, and there was not a single drop of rain on his hair.
It was Yu Huan who used the cleaning technique.
In fact, Ruan Qiuping also knew this spell, but he didn't clean it up as cleanly as Yu Huan.
Before Ruan Qiuping could thank Yu Huan, he saw Yu Huan drop his umbrella and follow him into the sunshine, whispering, "Your shoulder wound hasn't been treated yet, can I take a look?"
Ruan Qiuping touched his shoulder and said, "It's just a simple bump. If it's really serious, I can handle it myself."
As if he was afraid that Yu Huan would really come to see his wound and heal him, Ruan Qiuping quickly cast a healing spell on his right shoulder and said, "Look, it's healed!"
In order to prove himself, he even swung his arm vigorously.
As a result, he frowned involuntarily just after finishing one circle.
Yu Huan held his wrist, looked at his collar, and asked softly, "Are you wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath your clothes?"
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Yu Huan said that, but he nodded anyway.
He was used to wearing simple clothes, and even though his mother asked him to wear formal attire to attend ceremonies, he did not have the patience to put on those heavy clothes layer by layer, so he just put on a long robe over his short-sleeved shirt.
After hearing this, Yu Huan stretched out his hands and gently took off Ruan Qiuping's robe.
Ruan Qiuping froze.
Especially at the moment when the clothes slipped off her shoulders, Ruan Qiuping looked at Yu Guangzhong's grave and the apple tree on the grave, and suddenly felt strange in her heart.
He struggled slightly on the ground, but Yu Huan held down his other shoulder forcefully.
Yu Huan frowned.
In addition to the wound on his right shoulder, Ruan Qiuping's arm was also very unhealthy, with a ten-centimeter-long scratch on his entire arm. When he lifted his sleeve, he could see that his right shoulder was still bruised - obviously, the healing spell he had just performed did not completely heal the injury.
"It's really just a minor injury." Ruan Qiuping said softly, "Don't look at it now, it doesn't hurt at all, and I just used the teleportation technique, and my spiritual power is not enough, so it's not completely healed. I will go home and treat it today, and there will definitely be no trace at all tomorrow morning. An injury of this degree is nothing to me, there is no need for you to make such a fuss..."
Yu Huan was silent for a while, then said softly: "Ruan Ruan, getting injured frequently doesn't mean you don't care about getting injured."
Ruan Qiuping looked at Yu Huan's drooping eyebrows, and his expression was dazed for a moment.
He suddenly remembered the year when Yu Huan was 42 years old. He went to look for Si Kuzhu and was soaked and injured. He was as miserable as he is now.
When Yu Huan was about to get the first aid kit to treat his wounds, he seemed to have the same expression.
With her eyes lowered and her brows slightly frowned, she spoke gently and remarked on his carelessness.
It really is... exactly the same.
When Ruan Qiuping was distracted, Yu Huan suddenly reached out and gently covered the scar on his arm.
"Be careful, blood!" Ruan Qiuping hurriedly tried to pull his arm away, but Yu Huan held his wrist tightly, making it difficult for him to move.
He watched Yu Huan place that fair, slender hand on his blood-stained arm. A soft white light diffused from Yu Huan's palm, bringing with it a hint of warmth.
The moment Yu Huan took his hand away, Ruan Qiuping's wound had completely disappeared, without even a scar left.
Yu Huan's palms were also clean, without any scars.
... Is this the power of becoming a god? Even his blood is scary.
Ruan Qiuping opened his eyes wide in shock.
After Yu Huan treated Ruan Qiuping's wound, he subconsciously wanted to help him put on his outer robe, but Ruan Qiuping pushed him away: "... I can do it myself."
Yu Huan lowered his head, took a step back with a trembling look, and glanced at his hands.
His behavior just now was actually a little bit over the line.
But the strange thing was that when he helped Ruan Qiuping take off his coat just now, he subconsciously felt that everything seemed natural and natural.
But he clearly never helped anyone take off their clothes.
Yu Huan looked at the small apple sapling: "Ruan Ruan just said that although you planted this apple tree, it is not yours... Then whose apple tree is this?"
After Ruan Qiuping tidied his clothes, he took a step forward, squatted in front of the apple sapling, reached out and compacted the soil at the bottom of the sapling, and said, "It's a mortal."
"…mortal?"
Yu Huan frowned, his expression thoughtful.
Ruan Qiuping nodded, then turned to Yu Huan and asked, "By the way, how did you know this was the apple tree I planted?"
Yu Huan: "There is something you may not know. For peace and quiet, I have a place to stay nearby so that I can occasionally go out on the hills behind. When I passed by here this morning, I found this apple tree sapling and I guessed that it was planted by you."
Ruan Qiuping: "...Have you seen me before?"
Of course, how could I possibly think that he planted the apple saplings when I saw them
Yu Huan: “… I’ve seen him a few times.”
Ruan Qiuping narrowed his eyes: "How many times have you seen him?"
Yu Huan was silent for a moment, then said, "I just happened to see you when I passed by here, because I only saw you in this back mountain, so I guessed that the apple tree was yours."
Yu Huan didn't tell any lies, but whether he passed by intentionally or unintentionally, it all counts as passing by.
Ruan Qiuping breathed a sigh of relief.
Just passing by, it's okay.
He was really afraid that someone would find out that he had been killing time in the mountains under the pretext of practicing martial arts.
But being watched secretly all the time is not good. Ruan Qiuping frowned slightly and said arrogantly: "The back mountain is my family's territory. You can live here, but you can't be invisible. If you see me, you must let me see you."
Yu Huan nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
"There's one more thing..." Ruan Qiuping remembered something else, and his arrogant attitude weakened. He said guiltily, "Actually, the place where you live here... I've been there."
Seeing Yu Huan's surprised expression, Ruan Qiuping quickly explained, "But I definitely didn't go in on purpose. Your little pet bird led me in! And I definitely didn't touch your things. I just stole the two pieces from your trash can for the sake of getting some good luck! Really!"
Ruan Qiuping paused for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and said confidently, "Besides, you have seen me before but you didn't tell me, and I have been to your house but I didn't ask for your opinion, so we are even."
Yu Huan said in frustration: "Ruan Ruan wants to be even with me in everything. She wants to be even with me by hugging me, and she also wants to be even with me by going to my house... Since Ruan Ruan wants to be my partner, she must be so clear about everything."
Yu Huan reached out and held Ruan Qiuping's hand, saying, "Ruan Ruan only took two fragments when she came to my house last time. How about you take something with good luck when you come to my house again this time?"
Ruan Qiuping's eyes lit up: "Okay!"
If he had been lucky, he would have been able to find the Millennium Lotus earlier and help Yu Huan recover his memory sooner!
Yu Huan held Ruan Qiuping's hand and moved to the cave in an instant.
This place looks very bare, and it doesn't look like anyone has lived here for three months.
"Ruan Ruan, feel free to take anything you like." Yu Huan sat down at the desk and took out a few sheets of yellow paper from the drawer.
"Do you want to write a talisman for me?" Ruan Qiuping asked while teasing the little bird next to the bird stand.
Yu Huan nodded: "Nothing that has good luck is as real as a good luck charm, and..."
Yu Huan paused for a moment and said, "From now on, my things will no longer be tainted by good luck."
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment: "… What do you mean?"
Yu Huan: "After becoming a god, one can control the fortune of the whole body. So today when I came out of the temple, I sealed off the good fortune in my body."
"Why?" Ruan Qiuping was holding the green bird in his hand, stunned in disbelief.
Yu Huan looked at Ruan Qiuping and suddenly became absent-minded.
My thoughts drifted away with the green smoke from the incense burner, swaying back to ten years ago.
That night, Ruan Qiuping also held a yellow rabbit, sat cross-legged on a stone, and chattered to the rabbit.
"Xiao Huang, do you know how unlucky you are? My mom just told me to grab something to eat today, and you just ran in front of me... I'm the God of Luck, and you're even more unlucky than him!"
Ruan Qiuping looked at the rabbit, thought for a while, and said, "But it must be you who is unlucky today, and I am lucky today... Since I am so lucky today, then this cute little rabbit, do you think it is better to fry it or steam it?"
Yu Huan, who was hiding behind the tree, took a deep breath, and holding the book "How to Eat Rabbit" that he had prepared with the rabbit, he nervously prepared to go over and talk.
But just as he took a step, he heard Ruan Qiuping sigh: "Eh, it's possible, it's possible, I'm a bad luck god and a lucky god, how can I be lucky... But talking about lucky gods makes me annoyed, why are there such annoying people in the world, lucky gods and bad luck gods... Do you think he was born to jinx me? We are simply a tragic control group."
Yu Huan tightly grasped the hand and stopped where he was.
Ruan Qiuping held the rabbit and looked up at the sky.
He kept talking, but no one answered him, which made his voice sound very lonely:
"Xiao Huang, tell me... since there is such a lucky god in this world who is loved by everyone, why do we still have a bad luck god like me who is hated by everyone?"
Yu Huan, who was hiding behind a tree, heard this, slowly lowered his head, turned around, and left silently.
Yu Huan's thoughts gradually came out of his memories. He looked up at Ruan Qiuping, smiled, and said:
"In order to be liked by 99% of the people..."