Anecdotes about ghosts

I didn't think about it, but just asked a casual question, Dongyue's hand holding the lamp trembled, accidentally sprinkled a lot of starlight outside, and the ground suddenly shone brightly.

Lu Siqing: "What's wrong?"

"..." Dong Yue bit his lips and said for a while, "Didn't your lord just say that you want to see a hundred flowers bloom?"

As soon as the words were finished, Dongyue waved his sleeves, and saw that the glittering stars scattered on the ground suddenly turned into a sea of ​​colorful flowers, which was very beautiful.

"This is what the wandering soul said about a hundred flowers blooming." Dong Yue said lightly, no joy could be seen on his face.

"Is it nice?" he asked.

Lu Siqing knew that there was something in Dongyue's words, but she still nodded honestly: "It looks good."

Dongyue smiled lightly, did not speak, but bent down and picked one up, handed it to the tip of Lu Siqing's nose, and asked softly, "Can my lord smell something?"

However, to Lu Siqing, flower is just a word at best.

"Does the flower... still smell?" Lu Siqing looked at him blankly.

There are no flowers in Jiuyou, and the only flower in the underworld is the Bianhua that blooms beside the River of Forgetfulness, but that flower is not a real flower, it has no smell, only the coldness of Huangquan.

"Yes." Dongyue took Lu Siqing's hand and put the flowers he picked just now into his palm, "It's a pity that the underworld is full of dead things, and the flowers outside will lose their original vitality when they get here. Even if I can use spells Conjure its shape for adults, but after all, it can’t describe its soul, let alone carve its bones, and in the end it’s just a bunch of false appearances, deceiving others and deceiving ourselves.”

When Dongyue said these words, he kept his eyes down, and he could see that he should be extremely sad.

Lu Siqing wanted to go up to comfort him, but Dongyue deliberately avoided his hand.

In a blink of an eye, Dongyue had removed the sea of ​​flowers transformed by the spell, sighed slightly, and said, "Your Excellency just asked me why I wanted you to go out and have a look. In fact, I should have a lot of things in my heart that I wanted to say to my lord. But thousands of words can be put into the present, but it is just a sentence of 'I want adults to see real flowers'."

Recalling since then, although the darkness in front of Lu Siqing's eyes gradually faded, it was already blurred.

"Dongyue..."

Hot and scorching tears fell drop by drop into the scorched ground, and the small sobs just now turned into crying bitterly.

In Lu Siqing's endless life, she has laughed, hated, resented, repented, and loved, but she has never cried like this.

Even when he saw Lu Yunjue offering sacrifices to the heavens and the earth back then, although he was heartbroken and hopeless, he did not crush him to the point where he could no longer stand up like this now.

He later agreed to Dongyue's request, but not because he wanted to know the fragrance of flowers. In fact, he didn't care about the fragrance of flowers. He just couldn't see Dongyue's lost appearance, that's all.

At that time, there was probably only one idea in his mind, that he would rather betray his faith for a while than see Dongyue sad for a moment.

But good fortune tricks people, the father god revered by the gods has never really trusted the spirit formed by chaos, and at the time of death, he cast a last spell on Lu Siqing in order to prevent chaos from wreaking havoc on the world again — as soon as he reaches the ground, it will be triggered.

So that day after Lu Siqing was locked out of the ghost gate of the underworld, all her memories were emptied so defenselessly.

He didn't remember where he came from, or who he was, and he didn't remember Dongyue who guarded Jiuyou for him, just wandering in the mortal world in a trance, for thousands of years.

But it was always the two of them who broke their promises. What does it have to do with Dongyue?

When Lu Siqing thought of Anhe saying that Dongyue had stayed in Jiuyou for more than 3000 years, her heart couldn't calm down.

That being the case, why did he still keep the promise that didn't exist at all!

Don’t those gods really care about the world created by hard work?

Alright, then he will see what happens if the world is overturned!

I saw that Lu Siqing's whole body suddenly became hostile, and his cold eyes were filled with bottomless chill and hatred.

An He's meager divine power couldn't stop Lu Siqing's awakened power of chaos, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Get out of the way." Lu Siqing said quietly, raising her eyes again, although her eyes were still red after crying, her expression had completely changed.

As far as the eye can see, all living beings are ants.

An He's whole body suddenly turned cold, covering his mouth in pain, and asked with difficulty, "What are you going to do?"

"An He, for the sake of exhausting your energy to get him back, I won't make things difficult for you—get out of the way."

"What the hell are you going to do!" An He couldn't see Dongyue and his hard work was in vain, and almost shouted with all his strength, "Do you really want him to die without a place to bury him?"

While struggling to press the seal, An He asked out of breath: "Look at me now, do you think I have the ability to put his soul together again? Or can he bear another sacrifice to the world?" God's punishment?"

Lu Siqing was startled: "What do you mean?"

"Because apart from managing the underworld, Dongyue's most important task is to guard you in Jiuyou!" An He said in a hoarse voice, "Since he is a god, he is obliged to maintain the peace of the world, but he let you out privately. Let the world fall into turmoil, so sacrificing himself to the world is also the punishment he should bear."

Lu Siqing is an existence other than the Six Realms, not controlled by the Heavenly Dao, and she strongly disapproves of such a truth: "Why should he take care of my affairs?"

"It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, but this is our rule." An He said, "But do you believe it? As long as you step out of this seal today, then Lu Ke will follow in the footsteps of Lu Yunjue back then— Do you really want to watch him die again?"

Lu Siqing looked at An He for a moment, suddenly understood something, and said with a sneer, "So you are actually using his life to force me to go back to Jiuyou? This is your purpose, right?"

Suddenly overwhelmed by others, An He's aggressive eyes flickered a few times, and he thought in a panic: "What does he mean? Does he want to say something else? I didn't mean that! I won't put Dongyue in danger! "

At this moment, Lu Siqing had no thoughts of breaking the seal at all, but just looked at An He coldly, and asked him expressionlessly: "Are you so sure that I will be threatened by you? But what if I don't care at all? You are not afraid—"

"You won't!" An He hastily interrupted Lu Siqing's words, and said urgently, "You can't ignore his life or death."

"Of course I won't." Lu Siqing said calmly, "...What about you?"

He looked at An He with a contemptuous smile like he was looking at a clown, "An He, even if you exhausted all your power to save him, so what, in the end you are still not worthy of him."

"I'm not good enough for him." An He, who was eager to deny using Dongyue just now, unexpectedly didn't refute him at this time, "So I just ask my lord, if you really care about him, let him go, okay?" ? After returning to Jiuyou, never come out again."

Lu Siqing was silent for two seconds: "I know, take good care of him."

After finishing speaking, he didn't say any more unnecessary words, and immediately turned into a black mist, like a gust of wind, and disappeared without a trace.

An He knew that Lu Siqing must have returned to Jiuyou, and he finally didn't have to force himself to support the seal of Qinglian Jade, and fell to his knees powerlessly.

There was a "thump" sound from the hexagonal tower, and the Qinglian jade stone that Lu Ke was still thinking about was finally shattered.