Chapter 7
My role as a "work-maker" isn't to mediate between them.
I'm not that free.
Some say that "everyone's fate is predetermined," but the Old Man Under the Moon (the god of marriage) believes that "everything in the world is preordained."
In other words, you should meet this person, but you shouldn't fall in love with them. Forget them as soon as possible so you can make room for someone more profound in your heart.
I found out the girl's name, and it was really pretty: Yunqi. She was in Class Two, quite famous, and considered one of the class beauties.
I was unusually enthusiastic; I didn't sleep in class at all. I listened with my eyes open to the right-hand screw theorem. This class wasn't very elegant; everyone was gesturing wildly. As soon as the afternoon break started, I rushed out.
The whole class was taken aback. I heard someone ask Meng Xiaoqiong, "Isn't she usually not very enthusiastic about anything? How come she's both listening in class and participating in activities?"
Meng Xiaoqiong: "I'm even more confused than you. I guess you're possessed by a ghost."
...
well.
I am a dignified deity, yet you all claim I am haunted by ghosts.
This immortal holds grudges, but I'm in a hurry right now, so I'll settle this grudge tomorrow.
When I got to the door of Class Two, I slammed on the brakes and bumped into Yunqi, who was walking out looking dejected.
It was clear she was badly injured; her entire being radiated dejection. Her pretty face was unremarkable, except for her two large, swollen eyes.
I followed her and saw her go up to the rooftop.
This is my first time here. The grounds are flat and the sun is shining brightly. As soon as I looked through the gate, the wind rushed towards me.
I steadied myself and opened my eyes, only to see a pair of figures standing very close together at the corner, seemingly talking about something.
The tall man was my history teacher.
Although I have lost my cultivation, I still remember some "outdated" techniques. These are easy to master but require little effort. As long as I concentrate, I can master them even with a mortal body.
I casually recited something to block out all noise and make the sound clear.
Let me make this clear first, I'm not eavesdropping; this is just my duty as the Moon God.
"You really... don't like me anymore?"
"You are a good person, but you are too naive. We are not a good match. You deserve someone better, not me."
"But I only like you! I've been as devout as a believer in every one of your classes... Why can't you give me another chance?"
"Oh, you're still too young."
"But you...you kissed me..."
"It was just lips touching lips, you don't have to take it seriously."
Wow.
Even though I've seen so much of the world, this is the first time I've ever heard such a bizarre phrase as "lips touching lips."
This teacher is truly remarkable. I'll check on his marriage prospects during class another day. Hopefully, he's single, otherwise I'll have to personally pluck him out.
I heard footsteps approaching, and I instinctively hid behind the door.
Li Fan strode away right in front of me, whistling a tune as if he had shaken off some big trouble and felt much lighter.
I frowned and turned to look at Yunqi on the rooftop. She was clutching the corner of her school uniform, her back trembling, crying with tears streaming down her face.
I rarely feel sorry for such a naive little girl, but at this moment I must admit, I feel terrible.
By the time she had finished crying, the preparatory bell had already rung.
I waited quietly behind the door, all I could hear was her sobbing. I sighed and touched the red string around my neck.
She composed herself, forced out a smile that was even uglier than a grimace, and hurried past me.
I finally spoke in a cold voice.
"The 17th one."
Yun Qi stopped on the platform and looked up: "Who?"
I stood in a blind spot and didn't answer.
"You're the 17th girl he's ever been with. He's no good, don't you hate him?"
Yun Qi gritted her teeth, "What's it to you?"
I aligned my two middle fingers, then pulled them apart, and a red string emerged from them. The string broke off between my fingers, one end still attached to me, while the other end, following the scent, found its host, then detached and wrapped itself around her wrist.
"Holy crap! What... what is this?"
Yunqi was finally surprised. That's right, please show me some respect.
“If I were you, I would be able to let go without giving him any chance to be dissolute,” I said. “If you are truly determined to let go, then go to the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon, which is guiding you on this red thread.”
Yunqi was terrified and dared not move. Her mouth became even more incoherent, and she could only manage to say "Thank you, sir" before asking "What is your honorable surname, sir?"
...
The expert's surname is Sang, so get lost, the expert needs to go back to class.
When the bell rang a second time, Yunqi finally gave up trying to communicate with me. A series of footsteps disappeared at the bottom of the stairs, and only then did I emerge from the blind spot.
As expected, I was late and was punished by being made to stand in the corner again.
But I was in a pretty good mood, and I even listened to the English class for a while while standing at the door. The English teacher, on the other hand, was quite frightened; she was sweating profusely and had to adjust her glasses eight hundred times during the entire class.
When school was over, Meng Xiaoqiong asked me, "Why are you suddenly so enthusiastic? Have you discovered the joys of life?"
There is no joy in life.
The only joy is making money.
Just as I was about to speak, Yu Yuan interrupted, "Sang Yue has always been very proactive!"
“…How so?” I raised an eyebrow.
"Aren't you proactive?" Yu Yuan asked blankly. "If you weren't proactive, how come you did all my practice questions? You even told us that your math teacher likes to share her first love in class. Doesn't that prove you've started paying attention?"
I stood there stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if my bad habit had been discovered.
Did you attend the class?
I just found the teacher's clumsy story amusing.
Feeling unwell, I hurriedly left, quickly leaving those two "noisy" people behind.
Unlike the long break between classes, I didn't see Yunqi when I got to the school gate. I was about to head straight to the Temple of the Matchmaker when I suddenly stopped.
I looked around at the school gate for a while, but didn't see that familiar figure. It was already getting late, and the setting sun was at eye level with me.
To be equal or not to be equal, that is the question.
Speaking of which, although Wu Qi doesn't go to school, I rarely see him. I once asked him about it, but he just gave vague answers, saying that he was adapting to human culture and that I, a school dog, shouldn't worry about it.
Will he come if we wait?
But I already promised to wait for him after school, and it would be a breach of my promise to leave now...
There were fewer and fewer people at the school gate. I waited for fifteen minutes, then left.
Forget it, maybe he was just venting his anger on me that day, why should I care so much?
I hurried along, taking two shortcuts, and arrived at the nearby Temple of the Matchmaker as quickly as possible. The dark figure that had been following me earlier reappeared, but I didn't have time to pay attention to it. As soon as I entered the temple, I saw Yunqi carrying her schoolbag and preparing to kneel on the prayer mat.
I approached from the side and subtly hid behind the pillar closest to her. I then recited a spell to ensure that my words would reach her ears, and only her ears.
Yun Qi: "Greetings, Old Man of the Moon... I am Yun Qi, and I have come here following your guidance. Do you have any instructions?"
Listen to this bizarre statement; it's a side effect of watching too many period dramas.
There was no other way, so I went with the flow and changed to the celestial language: "Your destined person was born in the north, is now three years older than you, met you when he was twenty, and married you when he was twenty-six."
Yunqi's back was taut and straight, devout and tense. If anyone were to kick her from behind at this moment, they could probably break her in half.
I suppressed my smile: "As for Li Fan, he's a vile person, you have no connection with him, and he's the one everyone should condemn."
Yun Qi suddenly opened her eyes.
That's enough. Even a fool could understand.
Yunqi wasn't stupid. She tried saying a couple more words, but when she found no one was paying attention to her, she had to give up. In the end, she still kowtowed three times to the God of Marriage.
At that moment, my gaze was fixed on the Old Man of the Moon.
Looking closely, I can't appreciate any beauty; it's so ugly it has nothing to do with me. But this is, after all, the image that mortals inherently hold. I can only say I don't understand it, but I respect it.
Yunqi left behind a considerable amount of "merit," and when I looked at the amount, it was enough for me to live on for two months.
Even immortals can't come to earth for nothing; they too must adhere to the principle of "no bribes without merit." They must accept such "tasks" to feel at ease receiving their stipends. As for the money left in the donation box, I didn't fulfill their wishes, so it's neither morally nor logically right for me to take it.
So I only took Yunqi's money.
In this turbulent world, I have done what I could, and the rest is up to fate.
I glanced at the sundial in the courtyard. It was still early, so I decided to go back the way I came and look for Wu Qi at the school gate. I would explain to him then.
Just as I reached a corner, I bumped into a hard chest that reeked of an unknown stench.
I was thrown back, and when I looked closely, the smelly person in front of me was even worse in appearance and clothing. He had a long beard and his eyes were so heavy that they were barely visible as slits.
He grinned, and I was completely stunned.
"Little girl, you're walking alone on a back path, you're really brave."
"..."
Uh, I'm not good at communicating with idiots, goodbye.
He then stepped aside to block my view, patted my face, and chuckled, "You're really fair-skinned, like a... peach."
I was dumbfounded.
I knew before that the mortal realm was not as peaceful as the heavenly realm, but I never imagined that I could run into such a lecherous person so easily.
What kind of luck does this jerk have today? He even gets to bask in the light of the gods!
He pinched my cheek again, and I heard him swallow. Even though Buddha is compassionate, he would never save such a brain-dead person.
"What a beautiful little face! It's even more beautiful up close."
Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind.
I knew it was this scoundrel who had been seeing those dark figures all these days. I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't want to lay a hand on a mortal, but I still managed to pull out a red thread and decided to kill him.
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared behind the man.
The shadowy figure was all too familiar. Before I could even look up, I heard a "smack"—
That stinky person got a slap on the butt.
Wu Qi's face turned cold under the light, and he said with a forced smile, "How dare you go out dressed so flamboyantly, buddy?"
"Wh-what?"
"You actually took this back alley? What, do you really think you're safe just because you're a man?"
That stinky person's face turned white, then green, then red. I remember there's something in the human world called a traffic light, hmm, looking at it this way, it's quite similar.
Enraged, he sneered, "Just a little kid, huh? Who do you think you're scaring? Watch out..."
Before he could finish speaking, he vanished like a wisp of smoke.
I asked Wu Qi in surprise, "Where did you send the person?"
Wu Qi glanced at me, put his hands in his pockets, and said casually, "I wonder which trash can this is from. It stinks enough to be a place where you can trace your ancestors back to your ancestral home."
"..."
Yes, this move is very Wu Qi-esque.
He had no intention of killing him; he simply recited a spell to send him away, saving time and effort. He truly deserves to be called the laziest person in the Heavenly Realm.
Streetlights are on, and lights are twinkling in every home.
Wu Qi looked up at me, then looked down at me and asked, "After being harassed, will you dare to take the back roads again?"
I rubbed my face sheepishly, then said casually, "It's just that my cheeks were pinched a couple of times."
Wu Qi didn't speak. After a long while, he suddenly pulled a hand away from my face without any expression.
Then he leaned closer, and before I could react, I felt a sharp pain in my cheek.
hiss--
Wu Qi pinched my chin, carefully admiring the conspicuous teeth marks around my face, and said calmly, "So what if you got bitten on the face twice?"
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