Chapter 218 God's Descent 09
The fragrance of the trees filled the air.
After drifting in time for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yuelu suddenly smelled a familiar wood fragrance. He opened his eyes from the water and saw the overwhelming treetops, spreading from the dome, with a holy divinity.
"Did you see that?"
He turned his head and saw Kong Zhuning lying carelessly in another pool of water.
Kong Zhuning, President Kong.
Seeing him now, Jiang Yuelu felt very complicated.
When he fell off the cliff and was about to die, he rescued him and sent him to a special examination room with Tong Mian's uncle to save his life. Jiang Yuelu didn't know why he did this. Kong Zhuning was not the dean at the time, and saving him, a remnant of the Jiang family, was undoubtedly a crime against the wind.
He actually got away with it and became the dean safely?
It was true that Kong Zhuning was his savior, but he had let down all his years of worry and deceived him... Not to mention thanking him for saving his life, he was lucky enough not to throw a punch at him.
……Well.
Jiang Yuelu found that her personality had changed a little.
Not so peaceful anymore.
He actually acted like a young man and wanted to beat up the dean.
What was this? Going to the Ghost Festival and absorbing the excitement of a seventeen-year-old? He wanted to get up, but the bottom of the water was like a giant octopus, sucking him tightly.
Drifting left and right is fine.
But getting up? Sorry, that's a no-no.
Jiang Yuelu felt like he was going a little crazy. His mind was beating too fast and he felt a little manic. In order to get rid of this emotion, he thought about Kong Zhuning's question (he didn't want to talk to him at first).
Did you see it?
What did he see?
"Trees," he replied.
Kong Zhuning's face changed when he heard this, "Tree?"
Jiang Yuelu hummed, "It's a very big tree. I think I've seen it before... Can't you see it?"
Kong Zhuning shook his head. "That's it. That's Jianmu. The fact that you can see it means that the memory of the Lord God is merging with yours. Soon you won't remember these things."
Jiang Yuelu opened her mouth wide.
Kong Zhuning asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Didn't you say you had a way? And you sent me to the Ghost Festival?" Jiang Yuelu said unhappily.
So after all this effort, nothing was achieved. He is still going to die, right?
It doesn't matter if he dies, but if a thing like that happens to him, won't the world be turned upside down? - No, in fact, he has already turned the world upside down. It doesn't matter if he dies. Xia Yi has suffered for hundreds of years and finally can live a peaceful life. Does he have to survive in such a crazy world?
He won't do it.
Kong Zhuning floated in the water, and his voice came faintly, "What are you saying? Am I omnipotent? Not to mention the two of us mortals, even if we put all the people in the world together, we would not be a match for God."
Jiang Yuelu: "What's your intention in sending me back?"
Kong Zhuning: "Let you have a good chat with your first love."
Jiang Yuelu stared at him for a long time, which made Kong Zhuning feel a little embarrassed. "Can you please stop looking at me? The one in your family is a bit crazy. He was cold as ice when I was negotiating with him. Now he remembers everything and it's really hard for me. Move back and stay away from me."
As he spoke, he drifted a little further away, as if he was trying to draw a clear line between himself and Jiang Yuelu.
Jiang Yuelu was almost laughing out of anger, "I didn't expect that Dean Kong would have such a personality."
Kong Zhuning: "There are still many things you don't know. Oh my goodness, this stone is so comfortable to lie on... Let me tell you, I don't want to be the dean. I didn't want to be the dean from the beginning. It takes so much time and energy. Old Tong became disabled after acting for a few years. What about me? I am much more fragile than him."
Jiang Yuelu: "Are you more fragile than Vice President Tong?"
Kong Zhuning nodded, "That's right. I was made the dean, and I've been doing this for so many years. It looks like our college is going to be ruined."
This man was talking nonsense, Jiang Yuelu stayed away from him, intending to find a way out on her own. But Kong Zhuning was like an elderly person who had been lonely for many years, and he would talk endlessly whenever he caught someone, "I don't have any ambitions. If the oracle hadn't sent it to me at that time, why would I have taken on such a troublesome matter as yours?"
"From then on, there were endless troubles. It would be fine if you just stayed in the examination room and lived a life of drunkenness and dreams, but the gods like you. Okay, they sent me out to do something again. God knows that my biggest wish is not to become a dean with great achievements. I just want to have a wife and children and live a peaceful life."
Jiang Yuelu listened intermittently, and paused when he heard the last sentence.
He thought of the children's toys he saw in the dean's office, and the family photo placed in the bright spot on the table. "Where are your family members? Are they all right?"
God has destroyed the world, and the people living in it will definitely not have a good ending... Why is the dean an exception?
But Kong Zhuning smiled and said, "Everything is fine."
Jiang Yuelu felt strange, "Have you settled them down?"
Kong Zhuning: "Why are you concerned about me? Don't worry, I will never let my family die, they are all in the safest place."
Jiang Yuelu always felt that something was not right.
"You have nothing to do anyway, so tell me about your family."
Kong Zhuning chuckled, "What's wrong with you? Are you Jiang Yuelu or a god? Well, since you want to hear it, I'll tell you."
Kong Zhuning is considered an outlier among the wizards in the academy.
Because he didn't think about how to improve his synaesthesia, nor did he want to make progress in the academy.
He was born with little interest in these things.
He agreed with the views of those who had left the world: the era of gods and wizards had passed, and now was the era of human rule. We were human beings first, and wizards second.
Isn’t it enough to dedicate so many years and generations to God? The world is so big and I want to go out and see it.
To the old wizards, these words were undoubtedly treasonous. Wizards were born to serve the gods, and their ancestors had been doing so. Those who wanted to leave their families and integrate into the human world were people who had abandoned the gods, and would naturally be abandoned by the gods, and they would be severely punished.
Kong Zhuning was happy.
I said to them, "Really? But I just saw Zhao Si and Zhang San who passed away last time. They are all alive and well outside. It seems that nothing happened to them."
The old wizards were shaking with anger, and Kong Zhuning patted their shiny foreheads soothingly.
Master, rest assured, the gods are not so stingy. God loves everyone in the world, no matter who the person is, a wizard or an ordinary person, he will love them the same. This is the true love. Don't impose your mortal thoughts on the gods, that is blasphemy.
For someone like Kong Zhuning, the old wizards would definitely throw him as far away as possible and send him to be the most marginal faculty member in the academy to prevent him from touching the core secrets.
They would send people to give him lessons every now and then, trying to convert this rebellious young man and bring him back to the right path. But after several attempts, Kong Zhuning was still slippery and playful, looking hopeless, so they gave up and let him fend for himself.
Fortunately, Kong Zhuning is not the kind of person who would cause trouble like Wu Yeming.
He said that his biggest wish is to have a wife and children, a warm bed, and firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. He likes to stay at home and deal with these daily necessities.
Such a person will not cause any big waves.
So the wizards just turned a blind eye and pretended that this person didn't exist, and let him be.
But who would have known that Kong Zhuning would later become the dean and the wizard closest to the oracle?
"What a cruel fate." Kong Zhuning sighed in the water.
The more Jiang Yuelu listened, the more she felt something was wrong.
Very contradictory.
Since Kong Zhuning was unwilling to serve the wizard, why did he keep listening to the oracle? Regardless of whether he was willing or not, the hand that pushed all this was Kong Zhuning, and this hand was specially placed in the academy by the gods.
It was he who sent the notice to the Jiang family, and it was also he who made Jiang Yuelu a vessel for the gods. In other words, if it weren't for him, Jiang Yuelu would probably have died on the night of the Ghost Festival... No.
How could the blessing Xia Yi gave him not save his life?
It was Kong Zhuning who intervened and took him away first!
Jiang Yuelu felt her heart pounding wildly.
Going further...was even Xia Yi giving him his heart part of the plan?
Only with Xia Yi's heart can he survive.
Xia Yi gave her heart so that she wouldn't look for him like crazy.
The hundreds of years they missed happened to be the time when Jiang Yuelu was recuperating... No way, could it be that even this period was for the operation performed on Vice Dean Tong?
Come to think of it, how could an operation replace him with a vessel that holds gods? It must have been transformed for hundreds of years! This is... this is...
Jiang Yuelu's breathing almost stopped.
This is a huge conspiracy that has been planned for a hundred years and involves countless people!
"Why are you silent? Are you listening?" Kong Zhuning asked him while splashing water after not hearing him speak for a long time. Jiang Yuelu finally calmed down and asked him, "Dean Kong, what is your wife's name?"
"Why are you asking someone else's wife's name..."
Jiang Yuelu asked seriously: "What's your wife's name?"
Perhaps influenced by Jiang Yuelu's serious tone, Kong Zhuning replied aggrievedly: "Xu Shanshan."
"What about your child? What's her name?"
"... Kong Ningshan."
Ning, Shan. Did you take a character from each of your names?
Jiang Yuelu asked about some details about his family, such as when his daughter was born, when her birthday was, whether he had a good relationship with his wife, whether they quarreled... Kong Zhuning was confused and finally got completely annoyed, "No, what do you mean? Why are you so concerned about our affairs? And quarrels... Are you going to ask when we turn off the lights and go to bed?"
Jiang Yuelu didn't care what embarrassing words he said, his whole mind was now focused on Kong Zhuning.
Kong Zhuning was able to answer all the details that were asked just now. Logically, there should be no problem. However, as soon as he remembered that the person who pushed him to the college was Kong Zhuning, he couldn't believe that his story was so simple.
There was no sound coming from the other side of the water for a long time. Kong Zhuning was a little worried. He thought Jiang Yuelu had returned to the age of 18 and was scared by what he said. He coughed and said, "Don't—"
"Dean Kong." Jiang Yuelu suddenly called him, confusing Kong Zhuning.
He hasn't called himself that since he came here.
Kong Zhuning subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yuelu's voice sounded calm.
"Why on earth did you want to send me back to the Ghost Festival? We are trapped here now, and the gods have not stopped coming. Where do you get the confidence to think that I can change all this?"
Kong Zhuning: "Fuck, why are you going back to the same path again... I already said, we——"
Jiang Yuelu: "You don't want to change this at all."
Kong Zhuning was stunned. "What nonsense are you talking about..."
Jiang Yuelu: "I'm telling you, you've never thought about changing this. You really want the descent of God to happen."
Kong Zhuning was so angry that he laughed, "Jiang Yuelu, I don't have big ambitions. I don't want to save the world from disaster like Vice President Tong, but I can still distinguish right from wrong. And I can't joke with my own wife and children. With you here, they may not live a hundred years, but if God is here, we have no hope of surviving."
Jiang Yuelu: "Can your wife and children really live to be a hundred years old?"
Kong Zhu was silent for a moment, thinking he had heard wrongly, "What did you say?"
"I say, do your wife and children really exist?"
Kong Zhu was quiet for a while, then suddenly laughed, "I understand, you are crazy."
A huge feeling of compassion hung in Jiang Yuelu's heart. He turned his head and looked at the water on the other side. The man sinking in the water had been a wizard for a hundred years and was the human being closest to the world of gods. He listened to the oracles day and night. Under the curse that wizards generally could not live beyond the age of twenty, he actually survived to this age.
His behavior is so contradictory because he is controlled like a puppet.
One section of the puppet's string always hangs down toward the sky.
Jiang Yuelu heard the sound of wind from the past.
——The closer you are to the world of God, the easier it is to go crazy.
"You are crazy, Kong Zhuning, you have been crazy for a long time." Jiang Yuelu pushed down the family photo on the table in the dean's office with compassion. The happy smiles of the family faded from the sunshine to the darkness. If you look carefully, you will know that the two people leaning on Kong Zhuning in the photo are smiling in a standard way, as realistic as mannequins.
They seemed to be back in the past again.
Jiang Yuelu turned around from the table and saw Kong Zhuning sitting among the dolls, holding a toy. "Every day when you get home from get off work and knock on the door, what greets you?"
Kong Zhuning's pupils dilated slightly.
A series of ripples spread out from his life. Time and again he came to the brightly lit house, and again and again he said with a smile, "I'm back." When he opened the door, his daughter would jump into his arms, giggle and take away the toys he had just bought. His wife was in the kitchen bringing out dishes of cooked food, asking him to eat them while they were hot.
This is his happiest daily life.
Every day is the same all year round.
But Jiang Yuelu's words were like a sharp dagger, cutting this beautiful dream from above his head. He raised his head and met his stern and painful gaze, as if he suddenly woke up for a second and got a new pair of eyes.
In the brightly lit room, he was dancing to the air alone. There were plates of uneaten delicacies on the dining table. The laughter of dolls could be heard in the baby room.
In this crowded and happy room, he was the only one playing the role of husband and father.
Jiang Yuelu asked sadly, but he just felt that his voice sounded like a devil's curse -
"Dean Kong, your wife and children, can they really live to be a hundred years old?"
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