Chapter 66 Dry Bones
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[Zhu Qing was seriously injured.]
I don't know much about the physical limits of humans, but the person who formulated this set of criminal laws is the high priest who is in charge of the torture chamber.
He knows the human body very well. I conveyed my wish that I didn't want Zhu Qing to die from the very beginning, and he would definitely not let Zhu Qing die.
But even though we were far apart, I could feel Zhuqing's breathing gradually weakening and see his vision gradually blurring.
He will die. I am very aware of this. Zhu Qing will die under this punishment.
I don't want him to die, I just want him to stop thinking about it.
Just like healed his body many years ago, he stripped away the disease called "love", stood up again and lived on.
But I misjudged the importance of "love" to Zhuqing, just as I misjudged the position of this "love" in Zhuqing's heart.
He no longer had the desire to live... It didn't seem surprising that a person without the desire to live would die under this punishment.
But I wanted him to live, and it just so happened that I wasn't the only one who wanted him to live.
The same is true for the young man named "Hualong".
He walked up and I heard exactly what he said to Zhu Qing.
I didn't stop him because if he hadn't stood up, I would have done the same thing.
"Love" ultimately supported Zhu Qing to survive, and his injuries began to heal at an extremely fast speed.
As I looked at Zhuqing’s increasingly healthy body, I began to wonder whether “love” was a disease.
Zhu Qing lost his mind because of "love" and committed the heinous crime of "blasphemy" in the eyes of humans, but it was "love" that pulled him back from the brink of death.
I couldn't tell whether this was a disease or not, but I could clearly feel that I had been infected.
As early as the beginning of love, the God of Wisdom once proposed that love is not a disease.
At that time, love was only rampant among humans and had nothing to do with God.
Therefore, no gods paid attention to it, and people only thought that it was a disaster sent by heaven to mankind.
But now, I have come down to the mortal world, unable to escape my fate, and I actually have the same feelings as the God of Wisdom.
——Love is not a disease, on the contrary, it is the antidote to cure terminal illness.
But I never expected that Zhu Qing would do such a bold and reckless thing because of love.
He sneaked into the temple again, this time with a portrait of the God of Light.
I don't understand why Zhu Qing keeps clashing with the God of Light again and again.
Fortunately, I was well prepared and found the God of Wisdom and Mother Earth in advance and prepared many excuses.
I am confident that through this conversation, I can persuade Zhu Qing to let go of this relationship.
I followed the instructions of the God of Wisdom and told him that his life was short and he should focus on himself.
But Zhu Qing said that he was willing to be a substitute and my lover in the mortal world.
He said he didn't care who I liked.
It is precisely because life is short and mortals only live for a hundred years. A hundred years later, no one will remember this scandal between him and me.
The God of Light cannot respond to my feelings, but I can find temporary comfort in him.
He also said that he could learn if I needed it.
Oh my god, what is he going to learn? The God of Light?
But the point is, I don't even know when I said I like the God of Light.
Afterwards, I suddenly remembered Zhu Qing's abnormality before he sneaked into the temple for the first time.
At that time, Zhu Qing always appeared to me as a mature and steady person.
He was knowledgeable and proficient in many talents, including perfume making, playing the piano, painting, construction, and clothing making.
When I look at him, I always vaguely recall the image of the God of Light sitting high on the throne.
They are very similar, in face and figure, but not so similar.
I don't know much about the God of Light, but when Zhu Qing asks me, I always subconsciously tell him what I remember the God of Light looks like.
Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that the God of Light is the one with the best etiquette among the existing gods.
Of course, because of this, I and several other gods often talked about him behind his back like he was a dummy.
I thought I was very objective when talking about the God of Light, but now it seems that in Zhu Qing's eyes, my every word and action reveals my preference for the God of Light.
Oh my God, why did this happen?
But I can't explain it completely.
After all, after the God of Light returns to his throne, he might remember the time he spent on earth.
I don't want to go back to the divine realm and, when the voting starts, He will vote in favor because He thinks of me, the god who once said that he didn't like Him.
It’s better to leave this embarrassing matter to the God of Light to deal with it himself.
In response to this, I chose to remain silent until the end, when the sky outside the temple changed from black to white and the sun rose again. I really couldn't stand this conversation with the God of Light that lasted for hundreds of sentences, so I started to scold him.
I said some very harsh words. I said the God of Light is disgusting.
But Zhu Qing seemed to have tacitly acknowledged that I liked him, and he kept talking about it in front of me, and he seemed even more sad.
He was very humble, and in the end he even hugged me and begged me to love him with sobs like a puppy.
I feel sad.
After all, he is the first human being I have raised. The appearance of this first word is enough to prove how special Zhuqing is.
The path I had planned for Zhu Qing early on clearly did not include a life of losing oneself and becoming someone else's substitute.
I hope he will be remembered in history, but if he doesn't have this ambition, then being a free and idle priest is also fine.
If he didn't want to be stuck in the same place, he could leave the priest's temple and travel around the world.
He can be unknown or go down in history, and he can take any path he wants to take, and I will support him.
The only thing that is absolutely impossible is to give up oneself and become a substitute.
What makes humans human is their soul.
If Zhu Qing really gave up his soul for love, then even if his body was still alive, it would be the same as death.
But Zhu Qing didn't think so.
This child whom I raised is ultimately more rebellious and daring than I imagined.
He wanted to imprison me, and he did it.
Yes, he was just an ordinary man, relying on a formation he learned from somewhere, claiming to imprison me.
When I first learned about this, I admit that I was angry for a moment.
But after the anger, a sense of joy suddenly arose in my heart.
It was also this joy that made me decide to stay in the human world after I tried to break through this so-called formation but found that the formation had not been activated at all.
I pretended to be imprisoned, not only to see what Zhu Qing would do next, but also to see how long love could infect me.
During this time of captivity, Mother Earth came to visit me.
He said he would find a way for me, but I always felt like he was just there to make fun of me.
But I really needed His help, and my heart had begun to waver.
I was almost melting under Zhuqing's passionate gaze day after day.
At this time, Mother Earth gave me another set of excuses.
If I really fall in love with Zhuqing in a mortal world for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, the wind and sand blow and Zhuqing's beauty turns into dry bones, wouldn't I be even more unbearable?
Mother Earth doesn’t know that my heart has started to ache after these words came out.
When I thought of Zhu Qing turning into dry bones in a hundred years, I couldn't breathe.
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