Visitors to the garden
Beishan, rest garden.
The originally quiet courtyard was like rippling water, and then a slender figure appeared in the open space.
Fu Ying appeared with his hands on his hips, looked up at the sky, and slowly exhaled.
After what happened to Gale, she has completely cut off the past. She can live the life she wants. In two years, she will be able to return to the organization and become a leader. She will no longer be controlled by others for the rest of her life. This is the life she wants. As for the Orc Continent, it is just a small part of her past.
Fu Ying turned around and looked around at where he would be staying for the next two years and took a deep breath.
She rolled up her sleeves and started to clean up.
In the past two years, although there were no weeds growing in this originally clean courtyard, it was covered with dust. The fruit trees she planted had grown, but it was the rainy season and flowering season in Beishan now, so no fruit was produced.
It took a whole week to decorate his retirement home to his liking using the supplies in the space.
Fu Ying looked at the wooden house that rose from the ground, the flat fields where various vegetable seeds had been sown, the chickens and rabbits living harmoniously in the wooden fence, and she even raised cattle and horses by the river.
She clapped her hands, and every day she would go fishing, chat with 007, and wait for two years to pass.
Such a peaceful life seemed very special in her past years of working life, and she actually felt a little uncomfortable.
That day, she was fishing as usual.
Since the mission was completed, the Orc Continent has become peaceful, with no more natural disasters or man-made disasters. All the orcs in Beishan have moved to the Orc city-state. Beishan has abundant resources, and the fish in the streams are half the size of a human.
She would dry the fish she caught or keep them as pets.
"Ali!" Fu Ying turned his head to look at the kitten chasing butterflies on the grass. He called out, and the little guy flew over.
Although it is called a kitten, Ali is much bigger than an adult cat. It has light grey fur and big pointed ears. When it opens its mouth to swallow the fish, its sharp teeth look like it is not a good thing. It is actually a lynx.
"You're so greedy." Fu Ying reached out and touched Ali's head, chuckling.
You need to be cautious when raising small pets in the Orc Continent, because if you are not careful you may raise an orc.
However, as the God of Beasts, Fu Ying obviously would not make such a stupid mistake. Ahri is indeed a pure beast.
Under Fu Ying's caress, Ali gnawed most of the fish and shook his ears comfortably. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the rest garden with round eyes, full of vigilance and alertness, and even a whining sound came from his throat.
Fu Ying raised his eyes and looked over, his expression lazy, but not at all panicked.
"Go and take a look." She patted Ali's back, and the little guy rushed in.
Fu Ying slowly packed up his fishing gear and walked into the resting garden. When he saw the figure sitting at the stone table, his eyebrows raised: "What? You can't bear to leave your position as the Beast God, so you came here specially to go back?"
Hearing this, the figure chuckled: "Do you think I'm so stingy?"
Fu Ying shrugged, put the fishing gear against the door, walked over and sat down in front of him, took out the tea set, and brewed tea in the fruitful autumn breeze. His smooth and flowing movements were quite beautiful.
"Please." Fu Ying handed over the tea and looked up at the male in front of her.
He was still wearing a thin white robe without a single pattern, his long black hair hanging down, and the bright red cinnabar on his forehead was gorgeous and tempting.
This is a male who does not need any color to make people see the myriad brilliance, and he is full of divinity.
"Zhen Cang, I have solved the hidden dangers you left behind over the years, and I have lived up to your trust. Now that the godhood is mine, I'm afraid you won't want to take it back." Fu Ying took a sip of tea, his voice calm and cold.
She wanted to use this divine power to exchange for a leadership position in the Administration, so naturally she couldn't return it to Zhe Cang easily.
As a natural god of a small world, unlike Liexiao and her, Zengcang is truly immortal.
She knew this when she inherited the godhead, but he never showed up in all these years. At that time, she thought that maybe Zhe Cang was unable to solve the problem of the backlash of faith, so he hadn't appeared for a long time. Now it seems that her guess was correct. Now everything is stable, and she has entered a stable retirement life, but he has caught up with her.
Zhe Cang raised his clear dark eyes, staring quietly at Fu Ying's displeased brows, and a very faint smile silently appeared on his lips.
His slender fingers gently grasped the teacup, his gaze slowly sweeping around him. His voice was as clear as a spring, yet strangely calm: "You misunderstood. The throne of the Beast God has never changed, it is still you."
"I'm just an ordinary orc seeking the protection of the Beast God."
He paused briefly, his fingertips caressing the warm wall of the lamp, and his voice lowered a little: "I like it here very much, so, Lord Beast God... would you be willing to grant me a place to stay?"
Fu Ying half-closed her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhe Cang thoughtfully.
She seemed to be in the mood, leaning forward slightly, her slender fingertips lifted the pale, indifferent chin, and exhaled sweetly: "Your words are easy to be misunderstood, living together?"
Zhe Cang was slightly startled. The temperature of the fingertips on his jaw was so hot that he was speechless for a moment.
He knew what "living together" meant, and the tips of his ears turned red.
Looking at the god in front of him who was pure to the extreme, Fu Ying chuckled.
She withdrew her hand, pointed at the corn in the field that was about to be harvested, and then pointed at the firewood pile in the corner: "That's good, I just happen to be in need of a worker here. For the next two years, I'll trouble you, Zhe Cang Beast God."
The person sent by the organization to replace her position as god is still unknown, so she first stabilizes Zhe Cang to prevent him from doing anything desperate.
A natural-born god is equivalent to the son of heaven. If he really wants to regain the throne, it is not a difficult task. Even if she is now blessed with good luck and endless faith, she may not be able to compete with him.
With such thoughts in mind, Zhe Cang stayed in the rest garden.
As time passed, Zhe Cang worked hard and took on almost all the heavy work in the rest garden. Although he looked like an immortal, he was very strong. When he was working, his "divinity" was not so strong.
Fu Ying felt guilty for only a second for having made the deity resemble a mortal being, and then he sat back and enjoyed it with peace of mind.
What made Fu Ying even happier was that Zeng Cang looked like a modern person!
He completely understood what she was talking about. Chess, checkers, gobang, game consoles... anything she could bring out was familiar to him. The originally dull daily life of retirement suddenly became more lively because of his appearance.
The only thing that made Fu Ying feel bored was that there was an indescribable old-fashionedness in Zhecang's bones.
He was even more conservative than any ancient man she had ever met, and very difficult to seduce!
Many times, when Fu Ying wanted to add some interest to daily life, he would lower his eyes and look at her with a "divine" gaze, as if he was looking at an ignorant child. That look made people feel paralyzed.
It looks just like a clay statue of Buddha.
Fu Ying could only mutter silently, hoping that the two years would pass quickly...
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