Chapter 194 All Mortals Will Die 16
When the little god heard the shout, he stumbled to the ground. Jiang Yuelu hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I scared you, didn't I? Hey, hey, hey, sit down quickly."
He pulled something over casually, helped the little god sit on it, and when he looked closely, his face turned green, "..."
Why is it a tiger-head doll!
Isn’t this Jiang Rihu’s?
It seems like... it's something he has been using since he was a child, and he loves it so much that he usually uses it as a pillow when he sleeps. If he knew that I used it as a butt pad... Jiang Yuelu's mouth twitched.
A voice sounded, with a steady tone that didn't match the boy's tone: "I'd better get up."
As he was about to stand up, Jiang Yuelu looked up in confusion, "Ah, why?"
"I want to...see the scenery."
Jiang Yuelu was even more confused. He looked out the dark window and asked, "Now?"
“…”
He began to understand a little.
The little god saw that he liked the tiger-head doll and was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so he found an excuse not to sit on it, even though the excuse was extremely lame.
But Jiang Yuelu changed his mind and thought, if Chen Feng wasn't ignorant of the ways of the world, how could he not be able to think of a smooth excuse?
Then I thought, he is God. Why would God need to make excuses?
How come other people’s gods can’t even afford to entertain themselves with a tiger-head doll?
Would other people’s gods be so considerate of others?
He got angry for no reason and kicked the tiger-headed doll away. "What the hell is that? We don't want his. What do you like? Tiger... No, the tiger has been used by someone else. We want something different! Little fairy, what animal do you like?"
He was frightened by Jiang Yuelu's kick, "...Turtle. Bird."
"Turtle, little bird?" Jiang Yuelu said, "Aren't these all gifts from me?"
"I like everything you gave me..."
The little god paused, then bowed solemnly, "Thank you."
Jiang Yuelu: "Again? How many times do you have to say it?"
“…”
Jiang Yuelu: "I'm not talking about you, don't feel wronged!"
“…”
"Forget it. There's a long way to go. You've been staying in the rat hole, so I'm afraid you won't be able to think of what you want for a while. It's okay. I'll be here for you in the future. Just ask for what you like."
"you……"
He smiled and looked at him who was speaking slowly, "Me what?"
"what do you like?"
"Me?" Jiang Yuelu really started to think about it.
"That's a lot, I can't finish talking about it in a short time." Jiang Yuelu said: "But if you say you don't want something, I can think of a lot right now."
When someone is looking at me intently, I feel like what I say is particularly important.
Normally, he was only stared at like this by the teachers when he was punished to stand. As for his brother Jiang Rihu, he was a heartless guy and it was good enough that they could support him.
Jiang Yuelu thought, it turns out that the eyes of our family’s god are red.
He cleared his throat and continued, "What I hate, the wizard exam, the teacher's detention, the meal my brother cooked, the homework assigned by the teacher today..."
He counted on his fingers, while the other party listened hard.
Many years passed, and he slept in a daze for a long time after his power was dissipated. The human world became more different.
Now he could only use his limited experience to interpret everything the boy said. This time he finally heard some familiar words. Thinking that they might help him out, he almost lost his composure and said, "Wizard?"
"Yeah, wizard. It's boring."
"Let me show you what we are learning."
He watched Jiang Yuelu rummaging through his schoolbag and pulling out a few scrolls of paper. The touch was different from the bamboo slips and very unfamiliar. The fonts on them had also changed a lot, but the content recorded was very familiar to him.
Seeing that he remained silent and stared at the paper roll, Jiang Yuelu wondered, "What's the matter?"
He looked up, "I'll do it."
“…”
His eyes were so determined that Jiang Yuelu wanted to laugh. She couldn't help but ask, "Then tell me, what is the answer to this question?"
He happened to know the correct answer to the question he was referring to.
This time he did not disbelieve in God, nor did he intend to test him. It was just that Jiang Yuelu probably knew that such a kind and grateful god would definitely want to give him something in return personally before he would feel at ease.
Following his question, you are actually just indulging him.
Hearing Jiang Yuelu's sincere question, the little god almost blurted out the answer, but afraid that he had missed the question, he lowered his head and read it carefully several times before using his fingers to write a few words on the paper.
Jiang Yuelu: "Wow, you got it right, awesome!"
Little God: "Where?"
His ears turned slightly red.
Does God have ears? He couldn't help but wonder.
He could sense the flow of the immortal spirit from the little god, which might be the instinct of a wizard. But they sat face to face, like good friends, and he was still teaching himself how to do his homework...
From this perspective, there is no difference at all between God and humans.
Jiang Yuelu thought of the question she was worried about before, "Can you tell me your name?"
The little god with red ears pursed his lips and shook his head: "I don't have a name."
"No name? But..." Those gods sitting high in the palace all have names. Jiang Yuelu was about to ask this, but saw that the other party looked a little depressed.
He suddenly realized.
From being the god who blessed the prosperous Jiang family to being the god who hid in a rat hole, he must have gone through many changes and had many unspeakable stories. Asking this question touched his heart.
He hurriedly said, "Then let me give you a name!"
The little god's eyes widened, "You for me?"
"Yes! When I was in school, I often gave my classmates names like Feather - ahem, anyway, they all sounded nice. It's generally acknowledged that I'm good at naming."
Jiang Yuelu was extremely proud, but the god's ears turned even redder, "No, no..."
"Why not? You are the god of the Jiang family, and I am a member of the Jiang family. Isn't it natural for me to name you? Do you want my brother to do it?"
The god was speechless, the redness in his ears spread to his cheeks, and he could only shake his head repeatedly.
Jiang Yuelu suddenly realized, "I see. You don't want to have a name, right? But you have revealed your form now. It's different from before. When people are born, they all have names. With a name, they can be distinguished from others and can respond when called."
call……
The god didn't know what he was thinking of. "It's not that I don't want to..."
"That's even better, let me do it." Jiang Yuelu said: "Or do you hate me?"
The god was as if he was burned by a candle, and he was shocked, "Of course not!"
"Why not?"
Looking at Jiang Yuelu's sad face, the newly born god's brows tightened slightly, but soon relaxed. It was just a name, but he took it as seriously as if it was a life-and-death decision. Finally, he made up his mind, "...Okay, then you come and give me a name."
Jiang Yuelu: “Great!”
He pondered for a long time, and finally his eyes lit up, "I'll call you... Xia Yi!"
…
The night wind was bleak, howling outside the Jiang family’s house.
Leng Wenhan stood under a tree covered with weeds, looking at the lighted attic calmly. After a long while, he turned around and left with a heavy heart.
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“Bold—!”
The fragrance of spring branches fills the yard, and an angry shout shatters the school.
"Bold Jiang Yuelu—you're talking nonsense!"
Another angry shout resounded throughout the school. Jiang Yuelu couldn't help but scratch his ears, "I heard it, sir. I heard it with both ears. Please keep your voice down."
"You don't repent, you are hopeless! You are ignorant and full of nonsense!"
The gentleman standing on the stage was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. Brother Feather lowered his voice and said, "Brother Yuelu, you are in trouble. I have never seen the gentleman so angry."
Jiang Yuelu: "Let him get angry. He keeps repeating the same few words over and over again."
His attitude towards the teachers in the school was: "If I don't make you angry, you should stop scolding me; if you want to scold me, I'll get out of here right away." For a slacker student, he was extremely emotionally stable.
Moreover, he was the one who was at fault today because he and Feather Brother had a chat after class and someone reported him. But Jiang Yuelu was not at fault because he violated the school rules, but because he got carried away and said something about the little god... no, Xia Yi.
The friendship between gentlemen is one that is open and aboveboard with a clear conscience.
Xia Yi was not around, so he told these things to others without asking him if he could... and someone heard it, which made him feel really embarrassed.
So no matter how the master scolded him, he said nothing, because he was wrong from the beginning.
"How dare you, little boy, say that you are naming a god? Little did you know that your lie is so crude that I saw through it at a glance."
The gentleman snorted coldly and bowed his hands towards the sky. "The names of the gods in heaven are not something that mortals like you can aspire to, even if they come down to earth for a while. If you want to take this name, let's see if your fate is strong enough to suppress the aura of the gods!"
"Besides...names have extraordinary significance to gods."
"For an omnipotent God, you can just call his divine name and he will respond. And this first name he takes when he comes to the mortal world has an extremely special meaning."
Jiang Yuelu was stunned, and a red face in the attic appeared in front of her eyes.
"This name is like a personal token. I can't easily tell others when they ask, let alone choose one myself... It's absolutely true that you are possessed!"
"Asking you to name me is no different from making a divine pact!"
The whole room was in uproar, whispering, "The divine covenant..."
"Sir, is this the kind of contract where a person marries a god?"
The teacher waved his hand, knowing that he had said something wrong, "We won't talk about this in class today, no!"
"Jiang Yuelu, do you understand now? Do you still know your mistakes?"
Jiang Yuelu's mind wandered, and she kept repeating: "So that's how it is... That's how it is... What have I done... Oh my God."
Looking at his behavior, it was obvious that he was unwilling to admit his mistake, and the gentleman became furious.
"What bullshit! What kind of god would sit on the ground and introduce himself to you? Are you daydreaming and going crazy?"
The cockscomb-haired guy was shocked: "Sir, you're so angry that you're swearing..."
Completely unaware that he had said something obscene, the gentleman cursed loudly on the stage, "If you ask me, you little ragtag people are just too ignorant. Why don't you go to the Wu family or the Leng family and take a look at what kind of gods are worshipped in the homes of the wizards of these centuries-old families! Then you will know what kind of a jerk you have encountered!"
"If there really is a god who helps people solve their doubts and answer questions, or brings tea and water, he must be a nobody, a wild god who has no idea what a god is, and is not worth mentioning!"
Jiang Yuelu stood up quickly and said, "You are the pheasant!"
"How dare you contradict me..."
"Humph, I don't want to attend this crappy class of yours any longer! All you teach is some pedantic and backward principles, and you don't teach any serious witchcraft at all!"
"When the time comes to fight the demons, are we going to fight the enemy with the etiquette and morality book you carefully wrote? It's better not to take this class!"
The school was in dead silence. Jiang Yuelu turned and left. The teacher was furious, "Stop right there!"
In a rage, he actually forgot the rules set on the altar. He made a hand gesture and a gust of cold wind came in through the window, rushing towards Jiang Yuelu with unstoppable force.
Brother Feather stood up and said in panic, "Sir, no, witchcraft cannot be used on wizards!"
The cockscomb-headed man also stood up, "Sir, please think twice!"
They didn't need to tell him, the master regretted his move the moment he made the move. Regardless of whether Jiang Yuelu was wrong or not, he was still a child, and children should be carefully nurtured in school, not to mention that he hurt him in public. If the Jiang family brought him to the altar, it would be difficult for the elders to speak up for him.
But even if he wanted to stop, the incantation had already been spoken, and the evil wind came out of the territory as if entering an empty place, and was already heading towards Jiang Yuelu to take his life -
"It's bad! Everyone, get out of the way!"
Feather Brother and Cockscomb Head exclaimed: "Jiang Yuelu!"
The black wind rolled straight at the boy's back, and it seemed that he was doomed to die.
But before the fierce black wind reached behind him, a gust of spring flowers suddenly blew in from the window, like a silk ribbon or a soft whip, gently lashing towards the black wind.
The white petals look soft, but the strong wind can easily melt them away in a moment.
All this happened in a flash, and everyone thought they were seeing things.
Jiang Yuelu turned around and saw white petals falling like rain, with one petal floating slowly to her eyebrow, like a careful kiss.
Looking at the miserable state of the tables and chairs and the frightened looks of the people, how could he not know what happened? Only other gentlemen could neutralize the attack of the gentleman, but who would risk their lives to stand up for him?
The echo of the wind still lingered in the open space, and a familiar scent of soapberry wafted over.
The young man smiles, and the spring breeze blows on his face.
"Xia Yi!"
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