Longevity begins with a negative heart

Chapter 32 I don’t want to be a god anymore

"Shenjun, can you say what you just said again?"

Shuhua thought she had heard wrong. She never dared to imagine that such words would come out of the cold, self-possessed, emotionless Lingze mouth.

"Are you used to my service and care, so you have such an idea?"

She laughed out loud and waved nonchalantly.

"Don't be like this. There are many outstanding servants in Yunzhong Palace. Even if there is something unsatisfactory, if you change your reticent temper and talk to them a few times, they will get used to it."

"Look, it's been almost 100 years since I left. Haven't you come here smoothly? You'll be fine once you get used to it."

She slipped out from under his arm and fled outside the thatched hut. She looked at him from a distance and said, "Shenjun is a guest from afar, so I can't really drive you away. If you're tired, just stay and have a rest. I'll find another one." A place to live.”

Without waiting for his answer, she left.

She has a cat demon friend who lives in Shuiya Cave on Huanglian Mountain. He is not very good at cultivation, but he is also very bold and humorous, and he welcomes her very much.

She stayed in Shuiyadong for half a month, thinking that Lingze must have left long ago because of his affairs, so she rushed back happily, only to see him busy in front of the door.

The spiritual rice and elixirs in the fields are growing abundantly, the old grass on the roof has been replaced with new grass, and a group of chirping spiritual chickens are running around the door.

It seems that I want to live here for a long time, and at the same time I enjoy this pastoral life.

She couldn't figure it out. In addition to being in charge of the rain in the three realms, Lingze would also help Xianting handle many affairs. It was rare for him to have free time.

But it's none of her business. Maybe she's tired of living there and wants a change of environment to relax?
Just like a person who eats a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, he also wants to try porridge and side dishes from time to time.

Without saying a word, she returned to Shuiyadong.

Half a month later, I heard from the little demon that he finally left, so I went back again.

While I was busy changing and washing the bedding, he suddenly came back, holding a cow and two sheep in his hands.

"Going to the market today." He drove the cows and sheep into the newly built stone circle, and poured out the contents of the storage bag.

Clothing materials, hair flowers, rouge and gouache, food, wine and tea, everything is available.

"There is nothing good in the market town, but it is better to have wild fun."

After he said this, he didn't even look at her face or wait for her answer. He went straight to the kitchen and started cooking.

After all, he is the god in charge of rain. Even the most ordinary water turns into the top spiritual spring through his hands.

The rice cooked in Lingquan has an attractive fragrance; the meat cooked in the spring is fragrant; the vegetables cooked in the spring are green and pleasant.

Shuhua originally wanted to leave, but he thought that this was his own house, and he also grew spiritual rice and vegetables. Why should someone take over it like this?
She had taken care of and served him for hundreds of years, and when she was expelled, she didn't see any reluctance on his part.

Now it's not easy to get him to contribute to cooking, and if you don't eat, you won't get anything.

So she ate the meal happily. After eating, she didn't wash the dishes, wiped her mouth and left.

The next day, she came back and the food was just cooked. Lingze didn't say a word and just set out two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

She ate again, wiped her mouth and left, taking with her the dried fish he had worked so hard to dry - her cat demon friend who lived in the mountains loved this very much.

In this way, half a year has passed by in a flash.

Lingze cooks on time every day, and she goes to eat on time every day.

One afternoon, she finally couldn't help it anymore: "Is Shenjun not leaving? Are you not busy anymore?"

Lingze sat there pounding rice and said without raising his head: "I'm not busy anymore. I won't leave."

She couldn't figure it out: "Why? How can the Three Realms be separated from you?"

The god who is responsible for the rain in the three realms, unless he no longer acts as a god, how could he not perform his duties?

Lingze said calmly: "I don't want to be a god anymore." She was shocked: "Can you choose this? Gods can stop doing things if they want to?"

Then he stopped and looked at her: "I've been doing this for too long and I'm tired."

He never talks much, but he doesn't lie.

She was silent for a while, and finally started to have some wild thoughts: "Then, you came here not on a whim? Aren't you tired of fish paste and want to eat porridge and side dishes?"

Lingze looked at her for a long time, then curved his lips and smiled softly: "Of course not."

Shuhua's heart skipped a beat and he quickly lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes.

She was afraid that he would find out what was on her mind and be rejected and ridiculed again.

A pair of simple blue cloth shoes walked up to her, and Lingze's voice sounded above her head: "I miss you after you leave."

Shuhua didn't raise his eyes to look at him, nor did he make a sound. He just clenched his hands into fists and shook uncontrollably in his sleeves.

She hated herself for being like this, so unsatisfactory.

I told you to forget and let go.

After persisting for 100 years, I only got along with him for half a year, and I started to have wild dreams again and wanted more.

This is really bad.

She still remembers saying goodbye to him when she was expelled from the upper realm. He had his back turned to her and never looked at her. He just said lightly: "That's fine. I wish you peace and happiness."

She is now safe and happy, but he comes to tell her that he misses her?

No matter how she thought about it, it was a bit mocking and funny, but she couldn't say bad words to him, nor could she be completely indifferent.

"I have been thinking about it for 100 years, and finally I don't want to endure it anymore. So, I come here to find you. If you are still willing, I want to be with you."

Lingze always spoke concisely and to the point, "Are you willing?"

Shuhua tried to calm down for a long time before barely keeping his voice from trembling: "What if I don't want to?"

"Then I'll wait." Lingze didn't bother anymore and went back to pounding rice.

Shuhua was very angry. There was no such thing as courtship. Just say a few words and forget it.

She drove him away: "You occupy my house every day, plant my land, and eat my rice, and you are so shameless and still waiting? This is called forcing, do you understand?"

He was a little shocked. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and said, "Sorry, I haven't been in the world for ten thousand years and I have forgotten these etiquette. I will pack up and leave."

She just looked at him coldly, walking in and out of the house, tidying everything up and returning it to the same condition as when she lived alone.

He stood at the door, still looking so calm that it made people laugh: "Look, is there anything else that needs to be restored? Those chickens, cows and sheep, you..."

She said angrily: "Take them all away! Who has the patience to raise chickens, cows and sheep!"

He left silently, built another wooden house not far from her thatched house, and opened up a few acres of wasteland.

The cattle, sheep, and chickens are not kept in pens, but roam freely outside the door.

I didn't see how hard he worked. The crops in the field were much taller than hers, the livestock also grew stronger, and there was still goat milk to make ice cream.

He added spiritual plants to the ice cream, and the fragrance could be smelled from a long distance away.

She was very angry and felt that he was deliberately trying to make her angry. He wanted to move but was unwilling to do so, so he just did it like this.

About a year or two later, one night she was discussing Taoism with some demon cultivators, and she got drunk and didn't go home.

Half asleep and half awake, she heard the demon cultivator screaming for help. She got up to check and found out that it was Lingze who had come looking for her.

(End of this chapter)