An unspeakable secret - a mischievous monkey

go home?

Emperor Su Ling, where is your home?

The Moxu Chenyuan is locked up. The son that the Ancestor Lord raised with all his might has become his "arch-enemy." How could he possibly let you in?

Once the grief of losing his son has passed, it would be good enough if the ancestor could invite you in for a cup of tea. At this moment, you can look towards that place with longing eyes.

Hey, all you can do is scratch your head.

You still want to come with me? Master pushed you so hard that even his own disciple wouldn't recognize him anymore.

The master and the immortals waved their hands together, pointing to the Purple Palace.

"Your Majesty, the Purple Palace is your home. Please take the Empress back here!"

The immortals in the distance took their leave and fled, while those nearby silently retreated, all wanting to turn back.

They all had familiar homes, but I and Emperor Su Ling, whom I didn't know very well, left our hometown without even carrying a well with us.

Immortals are immortals, but when the seven desires are lost in the mortal world, they are like a toxic volcano that could erupt at any moment, yet they all speak with one voice.

"The Heavenly Emperor is exhausted and mentally drained today. Things have come to this point, and resolving the calamity will not be a matter of a day or two. If the matter of the Seven Desires can be accomplished, it will be a calamity and opportunity for the mortal realm. Let's put it aside for now, and I believe the Heavenly Emperor has his own countermeasures."

When the bells of the eight directions toll, all the immortals will obey the Heavenly Emperor's command.

The immortals' rigorous study can't be mastered even after tens of thousands of years, but Su Ling's loose approach can be learned at a glance.

The old men in the Discipline Hall also stopped complaining. Emperor Su Ling and Emperor Zu had already started hurling insults at each other, and their so-called authority had become a clever cover-up for their true feelings.

The two main characters come to a confrontation: Emperor Zangli is obsessed with self-love, while Yifengqu of Youqing Peach Abode is like a scoundrel who can slip away without a trace.

Looking at my imperial demeanor, I can only feel utterly helpless.

A great poisonous creature has descended to the mortal realm, and an ominous aura hangs over the celestial realm. If this world continues to develop in this way...

This is tricky, really tricky.

My fellow immortals do not understand the sorrow in my heart, but I could feel the respect and mourning for the Holy Emperor in their eyes as they gazed at Emperor Su Ling as they departed.

The Holy Emperor is gone, but Su Ling is still here. Perhaps the best way to bury the dead soul is to never mention it, to integrate it into the memories of the past, the eyes of the present, and the habits of the future.

I'm quite sad, but this sadness is particularly strange. It doesn't settle down, it doesn't hurt, it's like it's suspended on the sea of ​​time.

But none of us can see it. This invisibility is more mysterious and elusive than the Moxu Chenyuan.

I remained silent, lost in my own thoughts, and unconsciously began to walk, following Suo into the new house.

Oh, no, this place can't be called home. I feel that my relationship with him is too complicated, and there are too many problems.

I don't even know him.

Su Ling was unfamiliar with the Ziji Palace; he had never been the Heavenly Emperor, but his actions were enough to prove that he had been Xie Jinhui.

Many of my memories with him are left at Shide Water Pavilion, and that's where he brought me.

Su Ling knew I liked to drink the water from the waterside pavilion, so he picked up the teapot, poured a cup, and pushed it towards me.

I felt a little awkward leaning against the screen, standing there curling my fingers, my gaze inadvertently falling on his burning eyes.

"Who are you?" (Xie Jinhui?) I said, I didn't want to be too definitive, because I wanted Xie Jinhui to fill in the gaps.

Su Mio acknowledged with her eyes.

“I am,” he said. “I am everything to Yuanhe.”

My eyes darted around, scanning him up and down.

He is both Xie Jinhui and Su Ling, and me? Am I Yuan He or...?

I sighed, looking dejected. "Who am I?"

Suo Ling's expression was resolute yet tinged with bitterness; his smile made my heart ache.

"Who are you……"

I lowered my head and swallowed the last bit of self-doubt I was holding onto.

What if I, from Qingmang Mountain, am just an ordinary stone? What if my master is my father, and I've made a mistake...?

In my early years, my master suspected that my origins were not as simple as natural birth, but rather that I possessed the divine blessings of a celestial deity.

He suspected that I was a divine spirit left behind by a great deity, but after being brought to the celestial realm, no immortal had ever claimed me.

I gradually forgot about it, and I considered myself to be a stubborn rock created by nature.

When Qi Yu impersonated the Holy Emperor, his attitude towards me was very strange; he seemed particularly eager to get close to me.

Today he bitterly recounted Su Ling's "crimes," mentioning that Su Ling had severed her emotional ties first, and that his master reacted so strongly upon hearing about Qing Mang Mountain.

Furthermore, Xie Jinhui and I only shook hands, yet we formed a bond, a deeply rooted and unshakable destiny.

Therefore, when I said "No wonder, no wonder" in the context of the Seven Desires, I realized who I was.

Seeing my dejected state, Su Ling anxiously stretched out his hands.

He was going to hug me, but he stopped himself and instead picked up the glass of water and handed it to me.

I took the water and looked up to meet his gaze.

He probably thought I was crying, but I was just filled with a tangled mess of emotions, unable to sort out the knots of frustration in my heart.

Her eyes were filled with pleading, seeking help, and yearning for answers, revealing her deep unease.

Suo Ling smiled coldly, deliberately keeping her distance from me.

But what he said was passionate and honest.

“Yuan’e is the goddess I adore, and also…” He paused, trying to hide his guilt, “is the root of my love.”

He admitted it himself, and that's good.

I won't be as full of complaints and hatred towards him as Qiyu. I wasn't sealed away; I was just thrown into Qingmang Mountain, oblivious and indifferent.

Hey, I've become a silent stone. It seems he abandoned me while I was asleep, and his "abandonment" didn't affect me at all.

Emperor Su Ling abandoned his love and desires in order to gain the approval of the Tai Su Wu Nian Stone and shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world for the ancestor named Xiao who had escaped.

As a deity, I admire him. But it's such a disjointed image that the carefree and irreverent Emperor Sheng Sheng transformed himself into the stern and unsmiling Emperor Sheng Sheng.

But as someone who's deeply attached to love, all I want to understand right now is one thing.

No, they are two different things.

Firstly, that is...

I cleared my throat, awkwardly took a sip of water, and then cleared my throat again.

"I think the feelings between us are just the result of lingering affection and the original owner's reaction. It's not pure, so don't worry about it too much."

So, do whatever you want...

"That's not true!" Suo's tone was agitated. He interrupted me, but remained steadfast in his position.

Aside from his eyes, I couldn't tell that he cared about me at all.

“Yuan’e, it’s not like that. The feelings that Qinggen brings me can be kinship, friendship, and all kinds of feelings in the world.”

But love blossomed between us, perhaps influenced by our mutual attraction.

But it, I believe in it, is pure.

I smiled faintly. Su Ling so casually judged my relationship with Xie Jinhui, and he believed in its purity.

But if it were Xie Jinhui at this moment, he would still maintain a polite distance from me and talk about love with me with an icy and unfamiliar calmness.

He would either hug me, kiss me, or pester me to reveal all his innermost thoughts.

Suo Ling is too cold; it's so cold that I want to back away rather than get closer.

It was so cold that when I looked at the table that once witnessed our first passionate encounter, it felt like it had turned to ice.

It shattered, froze, and became an insurmountable chasm for Suo Ling.

I felt a chill run down my spine and said sarcastically, "I don't like this atmosphere. To be honest, the person I want to see is Xie Jinhui."

"I don't like it either." Su Ling smiled dejectedly, his body seemed to melt, revealing a touch of tenderness.

"Yuan'e, I want to set you free. Do you want to?"

I shook my head, then fixed my gaze on him and said in an unquestionable tone, "Whether you are Xie Jinhui or Su Ling, tell me what you want to do."

His face flushed, and he gave a short laugh. A familiar feeling of warmth gradually enveloped me.

“My kite,” he said, “please help me choose.”

*

Actually, I always thought that Suo Ling had made her choice the moment she confronted the Seven Desires and her eyes blazed with fire.

There was even a moment when I was filled with fear of him.

What Suo Ling revealed to me next was pretty much what I had guessed.

He said that although the seven desires are hidden in the lower realm with a weak power, they will inevitably influence the human world in a subtle way.

Over the long course of time, people's hearts have become scattered, and there is little kindness and much cruelty.

When people's hearts are in turmoil, the world also becomes unsettled. If this continues, it will not only corrupt the lower realm, but also all living things in the world.

Mio's mission in coming here from the past is to completely eliminate the scourge of the seven desires, even if it means erasing herself.

Therefore, even though the seven desires are not yet a significant force, he is determined to eliminate them as soon as possible.

He had just missed the chance to eliminate it.

He said he had no regrets about missing out on this opportunity; on the contrary, he was happy.

At that time, Su Ling could still suppress Xie Jinhui's feelings for me and summon me to his side.

But now he can't do it. Su Ling said to me, "Yuan He, that's definitely not the only way. I won't let you come with me..."

As I listened to him recount his predetermined fate, and the entanglements of my, his, and our seven desires, my mind went blank.

I drank two glasses of cool, calming water from the table, but I was still agitated and staggered.

As I stumbled over the screen, grabbed the doorframe, and turned to look at Su Ling, whose steps were heavy and labored, my eyes welled up with tears at his struggling expression, which seemed to be both chasing and dodging.

I felt both heartbroken and wavering.

I want to escape for a while; I want to see the world again before he completely becomes Xie Jinhui.

"Su Mio!" I took a step closer to him, from a distance that seemed to stretch to the horizon, even though we were so close.

"Give me some time, just a little. I'll come back to you."

Suo Ling smiled sadly and slowed her pace as she retreated.

"You don't have to come back, you can."

I can……"

I glared at him fiercely and threw out a harsh remark.

"You scared me! I just don't want to see you right now!"

Clang!

I slammed the door of Shide Waterside Pavilion shut, shutting out Su Ling, who wanted to push me away.

Let him fend for himself for a while. When have I, the goddess of love, ever suffered such humiliation because of love?

What a depressing atmosphere! Su Ling is like a block of ice. I miss Xie Jinhui so much.

But then I thought about it again, ice has its advantages.

At least he protects me, and I won't be blindly devoted to the greater good because of love.

He probably wanted me to calm down!

He was, after all, an emperor. Although young, he was far more experienced than the fiery-hearted Xie Jinhui.

For a moment, I was filled with longing: if I could see the true feelings that Su Ling and Xie Jinhui showed after they merged into one, I would die without regret.

Death? Thinking about death so quickly. It seems my heart knows better than I do what I'm doing.

But I'm not resigned to it; I have too many unfulfilled wishes.

My first wish is that I want to be a demon, a villain, a scourge on the world.

Uh, we're talking about last wishes again!

Oh, I want to be a demon, a demon, a demon.

Otherwise, I'll feel too stifled!

At this moment, my swaggering "love root" has abandoned its master—Su Ling.

Hahahaha!!! Waaah...

Where should I go to calm down (or cause some trouble)?

I want to go to the human world, where time flows slowly and won't interfere with Suomi's plans.

My main reason for wanting to see just how beautiful the world's most beautiful woman, Princess Lanhai, who is widely circulated, really is.

When I finally arrived at the Lanhai Sea from the Butterfly Dream Bell, I had no desire to see the princess at all.

Xie Jinhui drew her before. Because the princess was so beautiful, I wanted to eat a plum whenever I thought of her.

But now, Xie Jinhui has become beautiful, she has become Su Ling, and I suddenly don't care about appearance anymore.

If I love him, what does it matter if he is a speck of dust, a drop of water, or a toad?

Which one is uglier than a pitted and uneven rock?

I closed my eyes and saw the soul lock in my consciousness dancing and swirling with the sound of the waves.

They no longer reacted with repulsion as I gradually approached the jade.

I couldn't wait any longer and rushed to the stone wall, wanting to catch a glimpse of Xie Jinhui.

However, to my surprise, I discovered that the description on the jade was of Suo Ling, and I suddenly had a subtle feeling.

It seems that all along, it has been Suo Mio, and it should have been Suo Mio.

As the tide receded, the sea's repeated attempts to reach my feet became increasingly futile, and I could no longer even touch the top of my toes.

I don't want Lanhai to become my foot bath water, but I'm determined to do so before I die.

Ugh, this is killing me again...

Why.

My resolve to be a demon has not changed.

Underneath a reef, a deep sandy pit was exposed, where many crabs and lobsters abandoned by mischievous children were crawling and jumping around.

It's strange that the monsters near Lanhai don't eat seafood, but they enjoy watching it dehydrate and dry, and find pleasure in doing so.

That's a perverse sense of humor, a devilish act.

I sank deeper with every step, stepping on the rocky sand, and squatted by the pit, peering inside.

This goddess adheres to the principle of killing without abusing life, and casually poured some water that I brought from the celestial realm for them.

A monkey spirit swaggered out from the deep forest by the sea, chuckling and laughing at me.

"Oh my, a goddess from the celestial realm, actually using fresh water to save creatures in saltwater."

You have no idea how much it hurts when that fresh water is poured on them!

The monkey chuckled and rolled around, looking down at me with disdain. "Hahaha, when the goddess gets into mischief, she's better than any of us monsters. How laughable!"

I felt ashamed, but I wouldn't mince words.

"What do you know, you stinky monkey? This goddess is here to be the devil. After I've skinned them all, the next one to pluck your fur!"

The monkey's eyes blinked, and it stretched out its paw to indicate that something had happened in the puddle.

I looked down inside, and sure enough, it was true.

These crabs and shrimps suffered terribly, turning from pale red and light yellow into completely transparent, smooth as jade, and bloodless creatures of unknown origin.

It looks really good!

nice?

I quickly checked the bottle I had poured water into.

Oh no! I accidentally put the beautiful water from the Fairy Maiden of True Beauty into the tank instead of regular water!

The shrimp and crabs in the pit not only became unparalleled, but also floated up with light bodies.

It's true, it's true, it's gained sentience.

They all bent over and clamped their pincers onto me, cheering in unison.

"Thank you, Goddess! Thank you, Goddess! Mom no longer has to worry about us not finding partners!"

They leaped and bounded towards the sea, flying sideways.

Blue sky, drifting clouds, and moving reflections on the sea.

I heard them shouting, "Mommy, I've made it big! I'm a crystal shrimp!"

A dried seashell next to it suddenly opened its mouth.

"And what about me? Am I a frosted shell?"

The ape was dumbfounded; it was clever and its claws were capable.

It splashed half its head into the puddle; I thought it was kowtowing to me?

I misunderstood; he gulped down the water in the pit in a few mouthfuls.

It drank its fill and looked up at me.

Wow, his monkey eyes were round and his face was full of wrinkles.

I had to correct its behavior.

“Monkey!” I said, “This water is for external use.”

I was being cheeky, and the monkey spat all over my face.

But I discovered that taking the pretty water internally was also effective; the monkey saw itself in my eyes, and then it ran away in a hurry, jumping and yelling.

It also has an exit speech.

"Haha, blind date, blind date, blind date!"

I wiped my face. Did this monkey just eat an apple?

Sigh, I am filled with endless emotions.

"Is it so hard for a goddess to become a demon? How did it become a blessing!"

From deep within the forest came the scream of a female ape: "Oh my god, the Monkey King!"