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In the second half of the night, Persephone didn't sleep well, sometimes she would wake up and tear off the newly opened black flowers, and sometimes she would fall asleep and have unremembered dreams.

There was even Hades sitting next to her watching her dream with a sad face, I really couldn't bear to look directly at it.

When she woke up with two dark circles under her eyes in the morning, Persephone began to wonder if she could no longer leave Hades, otherwise how could her sleep quality be so bad.

Hades wasn't much better either, although he often had a gloomy face, but like today, even the black mist is full of maddened appearance, which is rare.

After a breakfast, the wind was blowing, and the black clouds were about to overwhelm.

In such an atmosphere where everyone was trembling, Persephone began to miss the dull and boring days before, or should they not be separated?Otherwise, if you work with the ice cave-like Pluto every day, everyone will suffer from neurasthenia after a long time.

She stood under the pea tree and swung her sword, peeking at Hades who was full of terror, standing beside several judges to draw up a new batch of death lists.

Every time his hard pen tip slid across the papyrus, he could always hear a small and strange sound, similar to a hopeless scream?

Hades was in such a bad mood that he even caught a few poor names and tortured them. The owners of those names didn't know if they would be more unlucky before they died.

The god of death noticed that she was distracted, and knocked on the big pottery pot where the peas were planted with his sword. This was the first warning, and the second warning was to hit her little dagger directly.

Persephone woke up and continued to practice her sword swing posture. In fact, her class today is still "escape".

But Hades didn't go out, and the god of death was silent in front of him for a long time before changing to a super gentle and kind sword posture practice.

She had reason to believe that if the god of death really let her continue yesterday's lesson, Hades, who stood behind him with a gloomy face, would chase him with a sword.

In the "happy family" of Hades, all kinds of bloody and terrifying communication methods may appear.

Under Death's unstoppable gaze of disgust, Persephone still felt good about herself and practiced all morning.Because of the large amount of exercise, I didn't feel repulsed when I watched those oily barbecues for lunch.

Just when I was going to continue the sword swing class after eating, I found that Hades was missing.

She thought Hades was out on patrol, and asked Death casually, but Persephone, who didn't think she could get the answer, heard the answer when she lowered her head and fumbled for the sword she wanted on the bracelet.

"Hades walked into the sacrificial room, maybe he couldn't sleep on your bed, so he hugged the thigh of the god to comfort himself."

Persephone froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, pretending not to hear, and continued to turn the bracelet, looking for the miniature sword.

The god of death said in a deadly tone, "Aren't you jealous?"

Persephone smiled indifferently, and said vaguely: "Hades and I actually don't have that kind of relationship, it's all an accident, and I'll be happy if he returns to normal."

The Grim Reaper stared straight at her, and finally said, "Oh."

Persephone: "..."

Nima's guy is mad at her, right?

The god of death stared at her darkened expression, and the negative emotions that should have been his nourishment also made him unhappy. "If you don't like it, just burn that broken god statue, it's ugly anyway."

Persephone sighed, "That's the goddess who can save Hades, no matter how ugly it is, it can't be broken."

Then the two discussed the topic of the ugliness of the statue several times, from Hades' poor production technology, to the evil-hearted god of death, to the conclusion that the owner of the statue is too ugly to look directly at the goddess.

Reaper stretched out his hand to grab his chin, and gossiped without any waves, "I think the appearance of the god is almost as ugly as yours. Didn't you notice that its toes are ten toes like yours?"

Persephone looked at his feet not to be outdone, "You also have ten feet. Could it be that the god is yourself?"

Reaper moved his toes, which suddenly became forty, and his eight thumbs were still cocked up and shaking majesticly.

Persephone only wanted to greet him. The gods here are not doing their jobs properly. They don't use their divine power to benefit mankind, but they know how to use it to scare people every day.

Then the god of death caught her talking about who is uglier with the god statue. Persephone remained unmoved, and secretly regretted why the sword hadn't stabbed him to death last time.

In the end, the god of death finally conceded. He had never seen a god with such lame eyes, so he had to show his cards directly: "That is your idol, exactly like you."

Just two eyes and one mouth missing, so she doesn't recognize her?Simply blind.

Persephone thought that the god of death was going to play tricks on her again, "Didn't you say that is some kind of seed god? Could it be that I am the seed god..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Death's face contorted, and his body convulsed slightly. The severe pain made his eyes dizzy, and he suffered the backlash of the oath.

Persephone cannot be allowed to discover her identity.

All resistance is ineffective, the most vicious curse condensed from Hades' power is the most powerful attack that Hades has no hope of resisting.

Death's entire face was blurred with pain, and sticky shadows were running over him, tearing his bones sharply.The pain made him manic, with violent thoughts of fighting.

This strange appearance made Persefine's sword pointed at him, as if it was the ominous desire to destroy after sensing his deformed face.

The god of death did not move, but said in an unsteady voice: "That is a lie I told you. If you look closely, you will know that the god is you. As for the seed goddess, it is still a soul group. It has no specific appearance at all. You Looking at my own appearance, the curly long hair and moist appearance, slender arms and slender legs... are no different from the idols."

Persephone wanted to stab him again, which qualifies as harassment.

The god of death didn't think it was impolite to praise her body at all. After a long paragraph of praise, he said: "Don't believe in any god's words in the future, we are used to deceiving and robbing, and we also like to use other people's pain to pay for it. Drinking from the wine glass that pleases oneself. So just cheating someone sad is our daily way of having fun."

Persephone was speechless for a while, even if she was proud of being shameless, she didn't need to say it so bluntly, the bottom line of the world's three views was so low that she was eye-opening.

"What would Hades do with a piece of pottery for me?" she asked suspiciously.

The unrecognizable face of the God of Death showed a strange and dark expression, and his cold white teeth were like some kind of sharp knives that saw people, "Because he wanted to eat you, he wanted to eat you day and night, but he couldn't bear to swallow you in one bite, so he had to eat you." Hugged by a temperatureless statue, to comfort the poor heart that couldn't ask for it."

There is no curse for revealing Hades' secrets, so Reaper has no burden to speak the truth.

The smell of blood spread from the half-opened black wings of the god of death, and the biting wind of death mixed with countless howling souls gradually enveloped her.

When he said cannibalism, his eyes were so dark that it made people suspect that it was actually himself who wanted to eat people.

Persephone has become particularly sensitive to danger. She noticed that the god of death suddenly started to lose control for some reason, and looked at the judges from the corner of her eye.

But they found that they were standing with pale faces, and countless thin line figures were frozen in front of the mountain of clay tablets, looking at her sullenly with empty eyes.

She realized again that this place is like a huge tomb, and these ghosts are the ghosts of the tomb.Just because they're nice to you doesn't mean they'll always be helpful.

With this thought, Persephone, who doesn't trust others easily, backed away by one step, three steps, or a dozen steps, and then turned and ran without hesitation.

After scaring people away, Thanadus got rid of the pain. She was probably so scared that she forgot to doubt her identity.

Several judges who had stopped working long ago, a group of clerks and mural attendants all looked expressionlessly at the god of death who had just finished his work.

There was a suffocating tension in the conference hall.

Thanadus looked out the door unaffected. Green pea leaves were hanging over his head. He reached out and began to pick pea pods. He said coldly, "It's not time to reveal her identity yet."

The power of the oath loses its strength as Persephone's desire to flee fades.But when the identity of the Seed God was revealed just now, the backlash from the oath was unbelievably strong.

"I still want to leave." Minos said the truth softly.

Reaper took the pea pods with his robe, "It will stay."

All the gods of the underworld, including the murals who don't have much wisdom, agree and nod, and will stay.

It was also a small test just now, if Persephone did not hesitate to extend her hand for help to the judge who deliberately showed malice, then it meant that she was still innocent and soft.

Only when she begins to know how to doubt and develop a sense of confrontation, can the darkness of Hades erode her divine power and consciousness.When she has been receiving the education of the underworld and accepting the offerings of the underworld, she will naturally go to them.

The Grim Reaper saw Persephone fleeing towards Hades, squatting down and peeling pea pods without any jealousy.The plants in the field at the door are still being planted, and many of them have no results and cannot be eaten.Peas are Persephone's temporary vegetable food.

If you don't peel more, you won't have pea soup for dinner.

When she belonged to Hades, she also belonged to Hades, to the gods of Hades.He is the closest god to Hades, and can share more with her.

So the god of death just wanted to push Persephone to Hades so hard that they could be united, unable to separate, and prevent the gods on the earth from taking her away.

Persephone ran for quite a while with the sword in hand, only to realize that the Grim Reaper hadn't followed, and then she was sure that she probably got rid of that terrifying teacher.She slowed down and wondered if she had overreacted.

When the god of death was convulsing, when she looked at the judge, she felt that their eyes were no different from that of the god of death.It was cold and gloomy, as if she would peel off the hard human skin on the surface at any time, reveal the monster's inside, and swallow her up and chew her to fill her stomach.

So her first reaction was to turn around and leave that place, like a herbivore that sensed the approach of the herd, and ran to a place she felt safe without thinking at all.

As for what is a safe place...

Persephone slowed down and stood on the grand staircase. There was a rectangular courtyard in front of her. On the opposite side of the courtyard, the newly built house that seemed to be responsible for sacrifices was the place where the statue of the goddess was placed.

Hades could be here.

Persephone shook the dagger in her hand, and then resignedly stepped across the long corridor to the sacrificial room.

She passes painted walls.When approaching the gate of the sacrificial house, I heard the sound of fireworks, and thin white smoke permeated the air, all of which were burning woody fragrance.

She couldn't help but reached out and waved the smoke in front of her eyes, and took two steps forward unprepared.And in the hazy smoke, the figure that bends as the obsidian knife cuts down is a strong and naked beast, wantonly displaying the most primitive wildness, suddenly rushing into her eyes.

Persephone froze all over, eyes were full of hard ebony under the violent blow of stone chips, debris flying around, and the man who was chopping down the log.

The round thick oil-copper pot was burning fiercely, and scattered sparks jumped on the arm that was wielding the stone knife.The smooth skin smeared with the god ointment was illuminated, dazzling like a raging fire, and burned directly towards the place where the smoke suffocated the throat, making the heart beat violently.

Persephone's eyes also filled with a secret hot air, and the hot air followed Hades' nose bridge on the side face and reached into the aggressively pursed lips.Then it went to his back that was as tight as a whip, and below that waist, the unobstructed legs that revealed the ultimate masculine beauty.

This daring lure is ferocious, hunting innocents passing by.

"Innocents"—Posephine felt that she was being hunted, the kind that pierced her heart with an arrow.The dying struggle was almost useless, so he could only lie flat on the spot.

Hades, who split a huge piece of black wood, seemed to have just noticed her coming, and turned his head to look at her calmly.

Persephone, who was in a state of moral decline, immediately thought of propriety, righteousness and shame.She quickly covered her face with her hands, "I went to the wrong house, and I didn't see anything."

"What's wrong with the eyes?" Hades, who put down the stone knife, appeared in front of her in an instant, and took the hand covering her eyes without refusal.

Persephone watched as his last line of defense was torn apart, revealing the face of a god without clothes. He lowered his head and whispered to her deliberately: "Is it the smoke?"

Persephone with red eyes: I was caught by you.

If I had known it earlier, I would have stayed in the conference hall and confronted the god of death. The god of death and a room full of old ghosts in the tomb were dangerous, but Hades was a hundred times more terrifying than them combined.

Her eyes moved left and right, and she blamed him with a guilty conscience, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

Hades took a look at his body and responded normally: "Clothes restrict my movements. I am making a new chair. The wood is quite special. It needs powerful arms and feet that can move flexibly. I am not afraid of cold or warm. When changing, when exercising or doing work, you will naturally take off your clothes."

The ebony is what he took from the ruined temple, filled with the power of faith of the former Hades worshipers.There is no such power as the Forgotten Chair that makes people lose their emotions and joy, but there is still some power to change the priesthood.

It was only then that Persefine remembered that he had read the relevant information. Men here would sometimes run wild when they were harvesting wheat or playing sports, so it was normal for Hades to chop wood and not wear clothes.

When the whole world is not ashamed to be naked, but she is still holding high the banner of morality, she just wants to roll up the flag again and lie down.

Resistance is too tiring, it is better to sink.

Her jumping eyes suddenly glanced at the faceless statue, and the sitting figure in the fire mist seemed to be alive.

Persephone, who was stunned by the beauty, returned to sanity, and the filter disappeared, and finally realized that Hades was chopping firewood in front of the statue naked, and he looked like a pervert.

The god of death said that Hades sought solace by hugging the thigh of the idol.

The expression on Persephone's face swayed back and forth between disbelief and shock, and she asked softly, "Is this statue me?"

Hades was rarely unresponsive, so he couldn't help asking: "Can't you see it?"

Isn't this exactly the same as her?

Persephone was silent, who could see the faceless statue?And the hair color is different.Wouldn't this group of gods understand that human's power of observation is limited?

and many more……

"What are you making me a statue for?"

Hades was suspiciously silent again, and it took a while to tell the truth under her strange eyes, "Facing it can relieve my burning pain of longing."

Persephone: "..."

The words of the god of death reappeared again, comforting, burning, and relieving rubbed together to form the word "abnormal".

Hades stretched out his finger, and a small piece of ebony floated on his fingertips before continuing to pick out the truth, "You can also enshrine my love to the statue, so that after your body dies, your soul can accept the power of my faith , have a chance to become a god."

It's not to have a chance to become a god, but to prevent her from leaving directly after recovering her priesthood.

As long as the power of faith in this statue is greater than that of Demeter's temple, then after her current body is destroyed, her soul will not return directly to the earth, but return to this statue immediately.

The idol does not need to have a face, as long as her soul enters, the idol will naturally become her place of activity, and the face will automatically appear.

Persephone never thought that Hades would not let her go while she was alive, and even made an appointment for her life after death. .seven

It is impossible to become a god. If she is really unlucky enough to stay in this world until she dies, she only wants to become a ghost and float back to the modern society after death.

It may be that her unspoken refusal was too obvious, the God in front of her rarely lowered her eyelids, and the ends of her eyes were full of dejected arcs.

However, the powerful Pluto was only depressed for a while, and raised his hand to condense a small stool out of ebony fragments for her to sit on.

Persephone's expression turned pale immediately, she gritted her teeth and reminded him, "You should at least wear a short jacket."

Didn't he realize how unsightly the posture of the two of them was when he was standing naked and she was sitting?When she really sat down, she couldn't let go of her desperately looking up eyes.

When Hades tried to look away, there was tenderness and complacency in her eyes.After enjoying the shy wine that was full of all kinds of surprises in his heart, he slowed down and responded.

Showing off a healthy body is also a powerful way for gods to pursue love.For them, maintaining a perfect body is the most desirable virtue.

Hades draped himself in a cloth made of black mist, and tied a golden belt, then bent over to pick up the obsidian piece, and continued to split wood with a serious face.

The relaxed Persephone sat on the small stool. She thought Hades was getting gentler and gentler, but she didn't expect him to panic, and secretly did many inappropriate things behind her back.

She sighed, and then stretched out her hands to support her face, giving up like a salted fish who is not afraid of hanging beams.Forget it, as long as life can be lived, Hades doesn't go crazy in front of her. If you think too much, you will lose your hair.

The chair was finished quickly, and each piece of black, shiny and heavy wood was joined under brand-new copper nails, and the remaining wood was thrown into the burning basin, and the blazing fire illuminated the shape of the chair even more.

Persephone doesn't see any carpentry skills, but the basic aesthetics are still there.The appearance of this seat is as smooth as water, exquisite and not vulgar. It has been dug out of the soil for thousands of years, and it is definitely the kind of antique collection that can fetch a price.

After the chair was finished, she saw Hades put the statue on it, and he threw the weird and scary stone chair into the big brazier.

The stone that should not have been burned was slowly burned in the fire lit by ebony chips.

Persephone's wandering thoughts came back to change the chair for her.Even if I told myself many times that it was the effect of the broken arrow, but I was moved by this thing and didn't know how to knock on the door, so I just rolled in fluffy and messed up.

It made her feel full of green itch.

The god who changed the chair for Persephone seemed to have caught something, and stretched out his hand to gently press his heart.He walked up to the instigator, looked at her bewildered face, and all the words from his mouth disappeared.

"You like the chairs I made, I'll make you some more." Her emotions are too soft, like her blooming flowers.Hades didn't dare to attack enthusiastically and boldly again, and just wanted to comfort her gently.

Persephone actually didn't want a chair, but when Hades squatted down and looked at her level, she couldn't refuse her too sincere eyes.

Without thinking too much, she asked a question that had troubled herself for a long time, "Your bed is uncomfortable, why don't you make me a new bed out of wood?"

Hades breathed heavily, and his voice became hoarse, "Are you sure?"

Persephone has nothing to doubt. The gold bed is beautiful, but if it is uncomfortable, no matter how gorgeous it is, it will be a waste of time. She nodded affirmatively.

Hades seemed to have received some good promise, his dark eyes were covered with a layer of joyful light, and his pale face was so fresh that he had a youthful look.

Persephone didn't even know what he was happy about, and couldn't help reaching out to brush the long hair that fell down her cheeks. When her fingertips touched her face, the scorching heat pierced her like the crazily growing sun in summer.

She quickly put down her hand and suddenly wanted to leave.

If Hades didn't see her blushing face, he unhurriedly returned to his previous penny-pinching look. "I will make you a bed, and you will also give me a gift."

Persephone didn't realize that she was blushing, and looked at him calmly, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Hades didn't ask too much, "You weave me a piece of cloth and cut a piece of clothing for me."

Persephone weighed it up. Although she doesn't know how to weave, there is a workshop in charge of weaving here, and she can always learn it without looking around a few times.It is as difficult as making clothes but making a bed.

This business can be done.

Persephone was eager to leave, and nodded in agreement without thinking deeply.

Hades reached out and brushed her long hair, which she hadn't succeeded in pulling back, lightly to the back of her shoulders. When she retracted her fingers, her fingertips barely brushed against her face.

The fingertips also seemed to be touched by the temperature of the sun.

No matter how self-hypnotized, Persefin was suffocated by this ambiguity. She stood up suddenly, "I'll pick thread to make clothes for you."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and ran out.

Hades didn't stop him either, he just spread his hands, and in the palm of his hand appeared little Persephone who was running wildly forward. When she went up the stairs, she seemed to remember something, covered her face with her hands and knelt down, too annoyed to raise her head.

Finally remembered.

The corner of Hades' mouth couldn't help but curl up, and a smile that didn't require deliberate practice appeared naturally on his face.

He suddenly realized that even if the expression of laughter has been forgotten for thousands of years, it will come back again when he sees the person he likes.

And Persephone couldn't walk anymore, she leaned on the wall and wanted to beat herself.After a period of bad habits in this world, she has seen common sense in this area.

When a man says he wants to make a new bed for you, there is a high probability that it is the marriage bed that your husband built for you.

When a woman wants to make clothes for an unrelated man, it's probably the wife's job.

So her conversation with Hades is no different from a marriage proposal, and the translation is——

"Hades, you can be my husband."

"Would you like to be my wife?"

"Yes."