Chapter 98: Heartbroken
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[I don't know how long I watched her in her dream, I just remember that she was sleeping soundly, and the lotus leaf beside her with a few dewdrops on it suddenly tilted towards her under its weight.
The dewdrops in the center of the lotus leaf, which looked like a round plate, gathered into small streams, pouring out and falling on her face, waking her up from her sleep.
When she saw me, she was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "Who are you?"
I looked into Jiang Yang's eyes. Her eyes were as clear as the sky washed by water, without any trace of lying.
Besides, there was no need for her to lie to me.
She really was reincarnated without any memories, I suddenly realized.
Before, when I thought Jiang Yang was reincarnated with her memories, I also thought she was just tired of the monotony of the God Realm and came to the mortal world to play.
So she really abandoned her memories and came to the mortal world... for the high priest who died early?
Since the high priest had received the mercy of the gods, he never fought for himself and was taken away by death so easily?
He never fought against his fate and dared not express his friendship. How could such a cowardly person coax a god like the Moon Goddess to come to the human world for him?
An inexplicable anger arose in my heart. She was so affectionate towards the officiant that she was willing to give up everything to find him, but who knows where the officiant who had received her love was living happily.
In this love affair that spanned two lifetimes, was Jiang Yang the only one who paid the price in the end?
Such a heartless officiant is not worthy of someone like her.
My face was gloomy, and I asked with a hint of questioning: "Don't you know me?"
Jiang Yang's expression changed unpredictably, and he finally said hesitantly, "Are you the God of the Underworld?"
I listened to Jiang Yang's groundless speculation and didn't understand why she thought about it for so long and came up with such an incredible answer.
But perhaps my long period of silence deepened Jiang Yang's suspicion, and she suddenly knelt down and begged for mercy.
The face that was originally smiling was instantly covered with tears. Her red lips moved up and down, and she kept apologizing, begging me to forgive her.
When I saw her tear-stained face, my heart ached and I subconsciously bent down to wipe her tears.
When had she, such a free and outspoken person, ever been so servile?
She shouldn't be like this. She should stand at the center of the crowd, accepting everyone's love. She should be admired by millions of people.
She should have a future that I cannot imagine, just like the present that I have never thought of.
But no matter what the future holds, she shouldn't kneel down on the ground and beg for forgiveness like she is doing now.
Even if that person is me, it is not allowed.
I lifted her arm and pulled her up.
She lowered her head and looked at the ground, crying uncontrollably.
I lifted her chin with my index finger, wanting to tell her not to cry, but the moment her face slowly lifted up, I saw the cunning in her eyes that she had not yet concealed.
I immediately realized that I had been deceived and that Jiang Yang was acting from the beginning.
All her tears and apologies were just excuses to mitigate her guilt.
Perhaps, when confessing his crime, Jiang Yang was still thinking of the best escape route in his mind.
I should have just walked away, but when I saw Jiang Yang like this, I actually felt that this was how Jiang Yang should be.
If you want to cheat, you have to cheat everyone, even the gods are no exception.
Why did Heaven create a god like Jiang Yang when it created all the gods, because he was so bold and willful?
Will it also worry about Jiang Yang?
I haven't communicated with Tiandao, but I am indeed a little worried now.
If Jiang Yang is allowed to continue making trouble like this, it won’t be long before the only god left on this continent is the God of the Underworld.
I think it's time to clean up this mess for Jiang Yang.
"You said you are my believer."
I looked at Jiang Yang with amusement. There were small teardrops hanging on her long curly eyelashes, making her look so pitiful.
I said slowly, "But I have never received your faith."
I approached her side, lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "My most loyal believer, my High Priest, seems to have never believed in me from the beginning?"
From the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of panic and guilt in Jiang Yang's eyes, but she quickly adjusted her mentality, remained calm, and even said with a bit of flattery:
"My devotion to His Majesty, the God of the Underworld, is evident to all, and I pray daily without ceasing. It's just that perhaps there have been so many believers these days that His Majesty may not have noticed my faith."
"Really?" I asked softly, "If that's what the celebrant said, then missing the prayer of such a devout believer like the celebrant would be my sin."
Jiang Yang waved his hands quickly, speaking respectfully, "All of this is thanks to the might of the True God, His Majesty the God of the Underworld. His blessings extend to all living beings, and his followers are like thousands of rivers flowing into the sea."
"Your Majesty the God of the Underworld is already very hard-working listening to the prayers of his believers every day. How could he have the energy to pay special attention to a mere believer like me?"
"One day, His Majesty the God of the Underworld's followers will spread across the continent, and He will become the only god on this continent. By then, His Majesty's followers will be like carp crossing the river, endless, and He will have a lot of things to do. Why would He care about a small follower like me?"
I looked at Jiang Yang's eloquence, and I never knew before that she also had a mouth that could confuse right and wrong.
She had truly lost her memory of being a god, so naturally she didn't know that although gods were not omniscient and omnipotent, and could not read people's hearts, they could tell at a glance whether a person believed in them.
Just like now, I don’t see any sign of Jiang Yang believing in me, not to mention the “God of the Underworld”, the false god created by Jiang Yang.
I put my index finger on Jiang Yang's red lips, signaling her to be quiet.
Where did she learn so many flattering words? Not a single one of them is true. It's so hypocritical that it gives people a headache.
Jiang Yang cooperated with me a little nervously, and at this time he seemed quite well-behaved and obedient.
But I know that she is like a hedgehog now. The prickly thorns on her body have not been completely removed. She is just disguising herself by exposing her soft belly to trick people into letting down their guard.
I just smiled and said, "If what you said is true, one day I will become the only god on this continent, and everyone on the continent will become my believers."
"Then I'm afraid there's still one person in this world who hasn't fallen under my authority. Master Priest, why don't you take a guess? Who is that one unbeliever?"
Jiang Yang suddenly sat up straight, and all the flattery on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Since Your Majesty has already confirmed it, why doesn't he just say it directly?"
When Jiang Yang spoke, the hot air exhaled from between his lips and teeth sprayed on my fingers, and the slight trembling of his upper and lower lips when they opened and closed rubbed against my index finger.
I could clearly feel the warmth between the lips and teeth that spoke such harsh words, and I knew the softness of those red lips.
More than once, I have seen my future self kissing red lips. After a passionate kiss, silver threads flowed uncontrollably from the corners of my mouth, lingering and ambiguous.
I pulled my hand back abruptly, turned around, and didn't dare to look at that face again...]
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