Do not wake up the gods of the abyss [Greek mythology]

Majestic mountains surround Thessaly, located in the valley? The country has the best quality pastures. Groups of horses can often be seen on the slopes of the slopes. They stroll in the sun and can chew a mouthful as soon as they bow their heads. Delicious young grass.

The Thessaly built their city-states on the banks of the river, and the richest of them was Free City.The king of Freetown was young Admetus, and the shepherds sang sweet hymns in praise of his wisdom.He managed the city of Freely in an orderly manner, allowing people to live a good life. When people talked about his achievements, he gave him a thumbs up.

Tartarus listened quietly. The hymn narrated the life of Admetos. There were many details that were different from what he saw and heard in the God Realm. He couldn't help thinking about it.When the shepherd drove the flock up the hillside, and the loud singing gradually faded away, Tartarus withdrew his attention and continued on his way.

Apollo didn't care, his attention was always on Tartarus.Seeing that Tartarus's lips were a little dry, he took off the water bottle hanging from his waist and handed it to Tartarus: "Drink some water, Tar."

Tartarus didn't like to drink water. He had eaten too much delicious food, but the water was very bland and tasteless.Only because Apollo handed it to him, he reluctantly took it and took a sip.He tasted it with just one bite, right? Yes, his eyes lighted up slightly.

Apollo observed his expression and asked with a smile, "Is it good?"

Tartarus nodded, and asked him again: "Why is there fruit in this water? Sweet?"

Apollo's tone was indulgent: "Don't you? I like weak water, I? Naturally, I will find a way for you. This water is mixed with half? Orange juice, do you like it?"

Tartarus likes orange-flavored water. He imitated Apollo's? and replied with a smile: "I like it!"

After getting along with Apollo for a long time, his smile became more and more vivid, no? It was no longer as eccentric as when he practiced smiling for the first time, but the curved eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Apollo.

Apollo asked him again: "Do you like to listen to hymns?"

Tartarus took another sip of water while holding the water bottle, and turned his head to look at him.

Apollo said: "If you like, you can go to my temple. My believers are very good at singing praises."

Words? As soon as he uttered it, Apollo knew he had made a slip of the tongue.He has always acted cautiously, not arrogant, not arrogant.Although his believers are indeed more proficient in rhythm because he is in charge of literature and art, but how can he boast about himself and invite others to the temple?

Apollo secretly resented, he was really jealous? The flames fascinated him!

Tartarus didn't know what Apollo was thinking. Hearing what he said, he said, "Okay, I? I want to go."

He doesn't know how to please people, and all his thoughts are on his mind: "There are so many stories in the life of Admetus, and the life of Apollo must be more exciting. I want to know more about it."

Apollo was not pleased, and nodded with a smile.

Helios' carriage gradually moved westward, and the two male gods finally arrived in Free City.Free City is next to a water source. Outside the city, there are a few peasant women who are washing clothes and chatting with each other at the same time.Before entering the city, I already felt a strong breath of life.

Not to mention the gate of the city, there is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.Apollo took Tartarus into the city, and what he saw was a scene of prosperity.The flow of people is like weaving, passing through the market, some of the vendors are sitting on the ground, some are putting up a wooden shelf to put their goods, shouting one after another.

A bit noisy, but novel.

It was something Tartarus had never seen before? Human fireworks.The last time he made an appointment with Apollo to go to Patras, but he failed in the end. This was the first time he entered human life.

Tartarus had frost and snow on his eyebrows, and a pair of indifferent eyes scanned the surroundings, as if he was not curious at all, but also seemed to have seen everything.

Apollo is the most considerate. He introduces wherever Tartaros' eyes see. With just a few words, he helps the inexperienced male god understand the life in Freetown.

The two male gods walked and watched, taking the mundane life as a different kind of scenery, but they didn't know that they were also a scenery in the eyes of passers-by.Needless to say, Apollo is known as the most beautiful man in the god world. His handsome appearance, elegant manners, and masculine figure are synonymous with masculine beauty.Tartarus's face was more refined. Although his complexion was slightly pale, it highlighted his temperament of repelling people thousands of miles away, like a snow lotus on a mountain top, attracting people to climb.

One of the two male gods is as dazzling as the sun, and the other is as high as the moon, attracting everyone's attention.The street vendors were afraid of disturbing them, so they unconsciously lowered their volume; pedestrians came and went around them, just to walk with them on the same road; what's more, they only looked at the two male gods, ignoring the surrounding environment, Knocked down the passerby? Strangers, a quarrel occurred.

Attracted by the noisy sound, more people looked towards the two male gods.Apollo frowned, took Tartarus' hand, and turned into another street.

"Really? You should appear with your true face."

Apollo scratched his hair, with a rare look of frustration.

"So is Apollo. They're all watching you."

Tartarus watched him silently, speaking the truth calmly.

Apollo had to admit that he was indeed negligent in this regard.Previously, when he came to the human world, he always appeared in the sacrificial ceremony as a god.Those pious believers felt the coming of the gods, and they only cared about kneeling and worshiping. How could they dare to look directly at his face?Therefore, everyone praises him as the unparalleled handsome? God of light. In fact, few people have an impression of his? appearance, including the? priests who work in his? temple.

But this time is different?.He didn't reveal his identity as a god. In the eyes of mortals, he was just an ordinary human being with outstanding appearance. So what if he was looked at a few more times?

Doesn’t Apollo care about everyone’s eyes? He is the god of light that everyone is looking at. How can he be affected by people’s eyes?He just didn't like the way they stared at Tal, at his Tal.

"Wait for me?" Apollo had a solution.

Tartarus didn't know why, so he saw him walking towards a booth selling masks.The Dionysian Carnival has just passed, and the Thessaly region is still warm.At the Dionysus Sacrifice, people sang and danced, wearing painted? Tragedy masks, offering sacrifices to Dionysus, who was good at brewing wine.The unsold masks were left unused on the shelves by the store owner, so Apollo walked over and bought two.

Tartarus was not interested in the mask, his eyes moved slightly to the booth next to him.It was a stall selling fruit. On simple shelves made of wooden shelves, all kinds of fruits were placed in wooden lattices. Grapes, watermelons, late-ripening apricots, and nectarines were abundant in season. Juicy, tempting tasting.

The operator of the fruit stand is a pretty girl. She tied up her brown-red hair, showing a bit of shrewdness, but the small freckles on her face revealed her cuteness pretending to be mature.Sensing Tartarus' gaze, she raised her deer eyes to him.It was this casual glance that made her lost in the wind and snow.

It's so beautiful.

She had never seen such a good-looking? Man.

The girl's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but blushed.

Tartarus and her eyes interlocked, and continued to look at the big, round watermelon.He had tasted the taste of watermelon in the Temple of Light. The fruit had a thick green skin on the outside, but the flesh inside was red, juicy, rustling, and very sweet.He wants to eat.

Tartarus stared at the watermelon with a little more eagerness in his eyes.

The pregnant girl misunderstood the eagerness, thinking that Tartarus was staring at her.She bit her lip, summoned up her courage, picked up a red apple from the stall, and rubbed it lightly in her hand, until the skin of the apple was hot like her cheek, so she boldly threw the apple To Tartarus.

Apollo bought the mask, paid for it, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a red apple thrown from the air and into Tartarus' arms.

Apple is the sacred fruit of Aphrodite, the god of love, and symbolizes sweet love.The girl at the fruit stand gave this apple to express her love.If Tartarus accepts, it means he accepts her courtship.This is a romance unique to human beings, Apollo thought, Tartarus should be unaware?

So, how could he not? Answer?

Sweet? Apples, he also likes to eat them.

How could he not? Pick up?

Apollo pursed his lips tightly, gathered a light force at his fingertips, and decided to crush the red apple.

However, Tartarus moved faster than him. With a wave of his sleeve, he threw the apple out, rolled to the ground, and broke the thin peel.

Tartarus didn't answer.

The girl at the fruit stand was stunned, the flush on her face faded a bit, but her ears were burning, and from the earlobe to the pinna, it was dripping red.

Is she...wrong?

Apollo was also taken aback. He walked over and asked, "No? Do you want an apple?"

Tartarus shook his head.

Apples are also delicious, sweet and sour? He likes them very much.

Apollo asked again: "Then why don't you pick it up?"

Tartarus looked serious: "You can't ask for something whose origin is unknown."

Apollo smiled.He found that although Tartarus was not good at words, he could always fiddle with his emotions, make him happy, and make him happy.

"you're right."

He asked again: "What do you want to eat? I? I'll buy it for you."

Tartarus' eyes lit up, and he said without hesitation, "Watermelon!"

Apollo smiled: "Okay, then eat watermelon."

Wearing a mask, it is always bad to eat. Apollo stuffed the mask into Tartarus's arms and asked him to hold it first, and then turned back to the girl's fruit stand.

After the self-confessed confession just now, the girl's emotions obviously haven't calmed down yet. Seeing Apollo approaching, she was extremely embarrassed: "... Excuse me, what do you want to buy?"

Seeing her embarrassment, Apollo slowed down his voice and said, "I want to buy a watermelon."

His eyes were gentle and inclusive: "The watermelon in your store is very good, and it looks very fresh. My friend has been looking at it for a while."

The girl opened her mouth, only then did she realize that Tartarus was looking at watermelons.

"Thank you for liking, I? Pick the sweetest one for you."

As the girl spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and her head was almost buried in her chest.

"Thank you."

As Apollo said, his eyes fell on the girl's trembling fingers, and he added: "It's not a bad thing to be brave in chasing love. Your vision is very good,"

The girl raised her eyes in astonishment, not missing the deep affection in Apollo's eyes.

"—I? Like him very much, too."

The author has something to say: Well, is this the demeanor of attacking the empress?

This chapter has been written from four o'clock in the afternoon to now, I am too difficult TAT