Chapter 138
Those who share the same path in time may experience misfortune, but they may also find it fortunate.
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The immortals do not seek immortality, but only a pure and aloof spirit.
I was born with a marriage tree, and the moment the red seed sprouted from the soil was also the beginning of my birth.
At the moment of my birth, I heard a gentle voice, and she called to me with a smile:
"Little Moon Shadow".
I still remember those eyes, gentle and affectionate, yet indifferent and aloof.
I don't know who she is, nor do I know who could possess such all-encompassing, exquisitely beautiful eyes.
All I know is that from that moment on, I have regarded her as the one thing I have sought for thousands of years.
The immortals seek noble character, to save all living beings, and to leave their names in the human world for eternity.
I only desire her.
My divine position is the Old Man of the Moon, who oversees the marriages of men and women throughout the world. I have also heard many mortals pray to me when they offer incense.
They pray to find a soulmate, to have a compatible partner on the other side of their destiny, and to live happily ever after with their destined one.
What the world doesn't know is that the Old Man Under the Moon, who governs marriage, also has a red thread on his wrist.
The red thread flew out of the sky, out of the celestial realm, and beyond the six realms from the moment it was born.
I cannot see the other side of the line.
I can only recall those eyes, and the name that has slowly emerged in my heart as the years have passed.
It's as if I've called out to it again and again, and I've tried to speak it out with all my might, but I can only murmur it out cautiously, one word at a time.
That name is—
Meng Po.
But one is the matchmaker of the celestial realm, while the other is in the underworld. How can they meet?
Perhaps I should go to the underworld to see her.
As the Star Lord of the Day and the Fairy of the Night Weaver were exchanging greetings, I secretly descended to the mortal realm.
The mortal realm is bustling with people, far more lively than the desolate immortal world. Strings of bright red candied hawthorns, and...
A collection of storybooks with elegant and flowing prose.
Immortals are different from mortals. Even if I try my best to disguise myself as a mortal, I am still an immortal at heart.
Therefore, the moment my hand touched the storybook, I was overwhelmed by the content that flooded into my mind, and my face flushed.
I wish I could fly back to my Matchmaker's Palace right now and never leave again!
But I finally got the chance to descend to the mortal realm, and I'm reluctant to give it up.
The overwhelming sense of embarrassment compelled me to buy everything quickly and leave.
When I finally opened my mind again, I still blushed.
Such... bizarre storybooks, I absolutely cannot allow them to circulate among the people!
After buying everything, I realized there were still storybooks about Meng Po and other people. In a moment of madness, I bought those too, and then used a spell to destroy them all!
What Meng Po and the God of War of the Celestial Realm? What Meng Po and the Demon Lord? What Meng Po and the Princess of the Demon Realm? There's even Meng Po and a half-grown boy from the mortal world!
That's really... incredibly vulgar!
When I returned to the bustling city, I spotted a small black dog with exceptionally beautiful fur. I took a liking to it and inexplicably called it "Little White."
Who knew it was really called Little White, and it was this Little White who led me to the gate to the underworld.
The underworld is not gloomy, but it is indeed different from the celestial realm and the human realm because the moon in the sky is red.
Later I guessed it must be because of the Ghost Festival (July 15th of the lunar calendar).
On this day, spirits can visit relatives in the human world, but in comparison, the officials in the underworld will be very busy.
Some were visiting relatives, while others might have been seeking revenge...
As I gazed upon this stretch of yellow earth, I saw vibrant red spider lilies growing on both sides, and I felt that the eyes I saw at birth resembled these red spider lilies under the moon.
Mysterious, alluring, and unforgettable to all who see it.
I was so nervous about seeing Lady Meng Po that I didn't realize I had been discovered by the underworld officials.
Fortunately, my immortal power is still intact!
"Where is Lady Meng Po?" I asked, still unwilling to give up, as the thread of fate in my hand stretched towards the sky.
The underworld official who had been imbued with magical powers said:
"Lady Meng Po is a spirit of the underworld. Even the gods no longer exist in this world, so Lady Meng Po will not come here. If there is any important matter in the celestial realm, you can go and find Lord Bai Wuchang, who happens to be here today."
"Why should I seek him out, I..."
Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by a voice!
"How could someone who is not a spirit appear in the underworld?" The man's voice was gentle, but it was not hard to detect the coldness in it.
I didn't have time to think it through; I just had to run as fast as I could, since I had secretly descended to the mortal realm!
A group of underworld officials were chasing closely behind me. When I finally reached the legendary Bridge of Helplessness, I found only a pot and an old woman with white hair.
My voice was hoarse, but I still stepped forward, unwilling to give up: "Are you Meng Po?"
The white-haired old woman stared at me for a moment, then yawned. "This old woman is no match for Lady Meng Po. Drink this and pass away quickly. Go on the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month and you can be reborn into a good family."
I noticed her eyesight wasn't very good, so I quickly took out the jade Qiankun Pot and filled it up. Just then, I heard that gentle male voice behind me.
"Today is the Ghost Festival. If I miss my drinking session with Lady Meng Po, don't even think about me coming here to oversee things in the future."
He mentioned Meng Po!
I wanted to go forward, but when I turned my head, I saw that the group of underworld officials suddenly bared their teeth and opened their blood-red mouths, some of their long tongues already curling towards me.
Helpless against the local bully, I finally took the pot and the dog and returned to the Immortal Realm.
So much time has passed in the mortal realm, yet less than half an hour has passed in the immortal realm.
The moment I opened the kettle, the big black dog with its tail between its legs suddenly transformed into a naked boy!
My hand trembled in surprise, and some of the soup in the pot spilled onto the roots of the marriage tree!
The effects of Meng Po's soup are...
Before I could even think, my wrist was inexplicably pulled up by a force, and the Meng Po soup from the jade pot was poured into my mouth.
Even the little white creature that had transformed into human form was drunk.
When I woke up again, I couldn't remember anything. Staring at the empty jade Qiankun Pot and the messy marriage threads on the tree, I was completely bewildered.
It was because of that etched "Little Moon Shadow" in my bones that I remembered who I was.
I remembered everything, but I forgot how the marriage tree underwent its strange transformation.
Later, only Little White remained in my palace. Little White was very well-behaved, from initially walking on four legs to later no longer barking.
I just shook my head and told it, "You're lucky. The Enforcement Immortal is in seclusion, so you won't get whipped."
Later, Lu Xuanzhi came here, asked a few questions, and then left with his sword, leaving behind only one sentence:
"Dogs are not allowed to bite immortals in the celestial realm!"
His usually cold face seemed even colder as he spoke.
I pouted and leaned against the gnarled tree, resting my chin on my hand.
While muttering to myself, I wondered if he was angry?
Is he angry that his marriage destiny is tied to a mortal woman, instead of the only law enforcement immortal who can get close to him?
later……
I am so glad that the Marriage Tree did not bind him to the Law Enforcement Immortal!
Even the marriage tree is a good thing; even when it's acting strangely, it doesn't forget the bond between us!
Because the gods came to my side.
That day, I drank some wine, and my face was flushed with heat. When I looked up, I saw a gorgeous dress in front of me, with a blood-red beaded necklace resembling a spider lily on her fair ankle.
I can smell the scent of the master of Meng Po soup!
I raised my wrist and followed the red line, finally seeing the other side I had been waiting for for millions of years.
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