After the Green Terrorists sealed off the gate, the Heavenly Emperor urgently summoned...
I have been secluded in my own "den" for four or five days now.
This goddess's abode is actually a serene and precious place, with celestial curtains fluttering and spiritual energy swirling around it.
As for why it got the nickname "Devil's Den"?
That's because Mu Zhu and the other fairies are afraid of the little gadgets that occasionally, very occasionally, appear in my room.
However, I am usually very diligent and quickly grind, powder, and store those things for later use.
So when they arrived, it was just by pure, pure chance, and they were startled by sheer luck.
Hehe~
My "devil's den" is in a good location; green hills face me directly in front of it, and clumps of bamboo poles crackle and pop behind me...
Therefore, in the past few days, I have not only sealed the doors and locked the windows, but also covered them with multiple layers of color-filtering fairy barriers.
In short, to overcome my nausea, I cut off all communication and outdoor activities related to greenery.
For example, the little bamboo shoot spirits behind my dwelling used to knock on my window, asking their shameless grandfather for fairy dew and fruit wine.
Now, no matter how much they scratch the window, even if they scratch it like a howling calico cat, I won't open it.
I wandered around the room, my eyes sparkling, looking at each of the little clay sculpted objects arranged on the shelves, including my beloved ones.
Don't be fooled by their grayish appearance, small size, pitted surface, and inconspicuousness.
But I wholeheartedly believe that one day they will grow into majestic, precipitous, towering, and so on, incredibly promising and successful mountains.
Although I heard it from legend that all the mountains in this world grow slowly from mountain seeds.
Furthermore, the method for producing mountain seeds has long been lost.
But that's alright.
There are so many mountains that have grown up that I can trace back to their infancy based on their current composition.
So, when I have free time, I collect all sorts of things.
Then grind them all into powder—that's called "mountain mud."
I, the goddess Yuan'e, wish to create miracles.
I was incredibly lucky to have a mentor who was a ragpicker, and that was something I benefited from.
Therefore, when my room was filled with my master's junk, it was hard not to think it was a den of demons.
Hehehe!
At this moment, I stared at the hill and sighed: If it weren't for the fact that there was a lot of green material in my clay powder...
"You'll have a dozen or so more brothers and sisters."
I said to the chosen little hill.
Holding it, I sat down at the mountain-building table, laid out the tools one by one, and picked up the small hill to examine it carefully.
Hey!
Let me shave it here: Come on, let me cut a ridge for you. Don't worry, it will be even more dazzling and hard than dragon scales.
Grind it a few times there: Look, look, there's a sharp stone standing up here, I'm afraid you'll get struck by lightning.
...
I also told it where the steep peaks were, where the valleys were, where the riverbed was, and how many pine trees should grow in a certain place...
The thought of pine trees made me pause.
I almost threw up, making all my efforts to suppress my nausea by blocking out green for the past few days go to waste.
I felt melancholy.
You haven't even passed the test of thinking, Yuanhe. You should just lock yourself in your demon's lair and become a devil.
Forget it, let's leave plants out for now.
I exhaled and continued to refine and brainwash the little bag.
Anyway, all the mounds in my house were carefully washed by me after much persuasion.
As for whether it has developed a brain, I'm not sure.
What is certain is that they haven't spoiled or grown mold, but they haven't grown taller either.
Oh, I coaxed the little mountain baby to sleep.
Sleep well, little hills. You are here with me like seeds. Have a good winter.
I always encourage myself in this way, and I believe that their lives can be fully utilized.
After scratching and scraping for a while, I stopped to rest.
I was thinking that if I had lived in this isolated world before, I definitely wouldn't have had a peaceful life.
But these past few days have been strange.
Chen Yi would never call me to study the magical lessons left by my master on a regular basis.
Mu Zhu also became more docile, silently offering in fairy cakes, fairy dew, fairy herbs, tonics, and the like every day.
I could always see her gazing at me with a myriad of emotions in her eyes, but in the end, she would say nothing.
She sighed inside the house and stomped her feet outside the door.
What's wrong with them?
To everyone's surprise, the tranquility before them vanished in an instant.
The file in my hand slipped.
I heard Chen Yi's footsteps approaching from afar.
She must have been running around very happily, shouting at the top of her lungs.
"Yuanhe, Yuanhe, I've snatched something rare, I'll bring it over to cheer you up..."
Then, the thing in her arms burst through the door and rushed in.
"Yuan'e, look! The 60,000-year-old cactus is blooming! You've never seen anything like it before. Look, isn't it beautiful? And it smells so good!"
What are you looking at? I wish I could go blind soon.
The color, and the powerful thorns of this venerable cactus, pierced through my protective barrier.
The green mountains outside the door rushed towards me, surely filling my eyes with greenery.
I threw down the hill bag and clutched my stomach, retching.
"Chen Yi!"
Another deafening roar erupted outside.
Our savior has arrived! Our savior has arrived!
Then Mu Zhu appeared behind Chen Yi, who was stunned as he handed over the treasure, and used a spider silk thread to pull Chen Yi away.
"Your brain is fogged up by books. Yuanhe is in a state where she might react to anything, so you have to be careful."
Take it away, take it away right now!
"Remember this: from now on, cacti are banned in our Qunshan Garden."
The shouts of cursing were loud and clear.
I sighed, "This is not something that a cactus can solve."
From the nauseating green mire, I trembled as I stretched out a hand to reach for Muzhu.
"Close the door, close the door, open the door, you can see the mountains!" I shouted hoarsely.
I heard Mu Zhu mutter what sounded like a curse word.
"Holy crap, this is weird, even the mountains are reacting!"
Without saying a word, she ran over and slammed the door shut behind her.
My heart wasn't even hanging in suspense; it was about to break through my sea of consciousness, because of the green demon.
Mu Zhu stood at the door, holding a feather duster, cursing and slapping his wrist hard.
I secretly rejoiced, thankfully she wasn't holding a peacock feather.
"I can't hold it in anymore," she said.
Mu Zhu stepped forward, wanting to get angry, but her eyes were watery, and she held back her temper.
She said, "Yuanhe, tell me honestly, where did you and Xie Jinhui go that day? How could you let him do this to you so easily..."
The conversation abruptly ended.
I was nauseous and confused, but I never shirked responsibility.
That day, I overreacted when I transformed into a grasshopper, sealing my immortal power and thus locking Xie Jinhui and me in a deadlock.
Ultimately, he was the victim.
So I answered sincerely.
"No, it was I who dragged him into this."
The feather duster in Mu Zhu's hand fell to the ground with a clattering sound, and she was so surprised that she smacked her lips.
She probably felt that Xie Jinhui was in the wrong first, and in order to take care of my feelings, she said again, "In any case, you are the one who suffered a loss."
Yuan'e, that day when you and Xie Jinhui landed on the same cloud in Xianlin Garden, several celestial attendants saw you two, one feeling nauseous and the other weak and exhausted...
She stopped to see my reaction, and I had no objection to the facts she stated.
As the nausea gradually subsided, I stared at her blankly, then nodded.
Mu Zhu slapped his forehead, as if he had heard the answer he least wanted to believe.
"Now, the entire Immortal Realm knows about this."
She said.
“I know!” I replied.
Of course I know that the matter of "deeply in love" has already been made public by everyone.
Everyone knows about the Reincarnation Platform, it's a place for fun.
Perhaps my frankness completely broke Mu Zhu, and she helplessly picked up the feather duster.
For a moment, I felt like she wanted to rush over and slap me.
Mu Zhu patted his chest to catch his breath and secretly touched the corner of his eye.
Where did he take you?
I've already said it was me who implicated Xie Jinhui, so why insist on making him the subject?
I rolled my eyes at her, and the nausea subsided considerably. I rubbed my stomach and casually remarked, "A wheat field in the human world."
"Fine, you're so pathetic in this lousy place."
Mu Zhu turned away in a huff.
“I’ll tell your master about this right away.”
Let him leave if he wants, let him sue if he wants. Anyway, I believe Xie Jinhui, like me, would never tell anyone about the shame of turning into a grasshopper.
Looking at my little mound of dirt, my mood has improved again.
She was about to leave, so I lowered my head. I couldn't see the green hills, but I wasn't sad.
Mu Zhu suddenly changed her mind. She turned around, took big strides, and started cleaning the house with a feather duster.
“Yuanhe, you silly stone, you still have the mind to tinker with those things that will never grow up.”
Once you've finished what you're doing, don't bring any new materials into the house. Take a break and relax.
Hearing her say that made me furious.
"Isn't the room quite clean? I've already packed up all the materials, so it hasn't kept you from getting anything done."
They all scoffed.
"Hmph, what do you mean 'tidied up'? It's just a pile of random things, stuffed somewhere and hidden away."
"Hmph, sloppy."
“I am sloppy!” I retorted.
"No matter what, I am indeed Little Stone. Although my dream is big, no one can make me give up halfway just because they haven't seen me achieve results."
A swarm of spirit dust swept down by Mu Zhu leaped up from the shelf on the left and galloped toward me like wild horses.
I pulled a spiritual thread, and they rushed in with a whoosh.
Even a small piece of spirit dust can be used in anything.
Mu Zhu chuckled as he watched this scene.
“Our goddess Yuan’e not only has ideals, but also embraces all things. She’s wonderful.”
The insincere flattery and sarcasm of the characters usually give themselves away in the second sentence.
"Yuan'e, you haven't even found the secret technique for creating mountains, do you really think your method is correct?"
I stroked my little hill, not with overflowing confidence, but I could feel a light shining in my heart.
"My approach isn't without reason, you see."
Everything originated from the smallest things, and these smallest things gathered together to form reality, and all things that exist are based on this.
Then it evolved into countless variations and combinations, so the world became not only colorful but also diverse. Therefore…
"Stop!" Mu Zhu tried to interrupt me with a feather duster, but she smiled and leaned down to look at me.
“Yuanhe, I believe you, but you also have to listen to me and avoid these things in the future. Okay…”
She pointed to my stomach.
"It's bad for your health."
After Mu Zhu finished speaking, he left with a pleasant expression, and even covered Qingshan up completely for me.
Her attitude was so good that it really made me nervous.
However, when I suddenly heard her hitting the stone hard with a feather duster, I felt more at ease.
"If I say you're useless, then you're useless. You're so young, and you've already caused trouble for others."
At this moment, Chen Yi also arrived and asked Mu Zhu, "What are you doing?"
Then Mu Zhu roared, "You worthless ant, get out of my way!"
Chen Yi was so frightened that he ran away.
"What are you doing? Why are you attacking with ant bodies?"
Yeah, what for? I seconded, carrying the mountain-shaped bag.
...
Ten days later, I opened the window and the little bamboo shoots swept away all the "offerings" on my table.
Fifteen days later, the door was opened, and I saw that the green mountains were as they always were, no longer a torment.
I leaned against the door frame, lost in thought: My illness is almost cured, and Xie Jinhui should be better by now.
On the twentieth day, after I finished building the small hill, I sat on the door frame, lost in thought.
"Xie Jinhui, he must be seriously injured..."
I wandered back and forth inside Qingning Pavilion, making sure that no greenery would evoke any memories.
Just as I was about to descend to the mortal realm to punish that unknown thing that had caused me such harm...
Unexpectedly, the bells from all eight directions of the Huanchen Terrace resounded loudly throughout the sky.
"The Heavenly Emperor urgently summons all the gods!"
I immediately turned my cloud around and flew towards the Purple Palace.
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