Longevity begins with a negative heart

Chapter 31

"One comb of love between husband and wife, two combs of flying together, three combs of children flocking together, four combs of wealth and honor..."

Shuhua was wearing a pomegranate red wedding dress embroidered with gold, sitting blankly in front of the mirror. A wrinkled old woman was holding a comb and combing her hair while smiling.

"Why is the bride unhappy? Your husband has a high level of cultivation and rare good looks. Such a good marriage is rare to find in the three realms. Even the old woman is envious of you!"

The old woman combing her hair put down the comb and smeared two big lumps of rouge on her cheeks, which looked like monkey butts, which was ridiculous.

Shuhua pulled up his sleeves and wiped his face in disgust: "It's too ugly."

The old woman was very unhappy and pressed her hand: "Brides in the Netherworld all dress up like this. Everyone agrees, but you are the only one who says not. Originally, your place was far away from my home, and I didn't even want to come. It was because the husband heard that He said he was good to me and paid a high price to pick me up in person."

"Mommy, don't be angry, she's just a little uncomfortable with it. You know, the youngest daughter's family is always a little uneasy when she wants to get married."

A gentle male voice sounded, and Lingze, who was wearing wedding clothes, walked in. He sent the old woman away with a smile, put his hand gently on Shuhua's shoulder, looked at her in the mirror intently, and asked softly: "What's the matter? It wasn't before. Are you quite happy?"

Shuhua felt that the hands on her shoulders were cold and trembling, which made her very uncomfortable.

She waved away his hand without hesitation and said quietly: "I don't remember marrying you."

Lingze lowered his eyes, his expression unchanged: "You promised to marry me, but you forgot."

Shuhua insisted: "I never promised!"

"You promised!" Lingze said calmly and with a firm voice: "We have a mutual agreement, and I can't cheat!"

An exquisite red crystal ball appeared in front of the two of them, with two concentric saplings in the middle with overlapping branches and leaves, and tightly intertwined roots.

This is the highest-level contract among the three realms to agree on a wedding. It indicates the sincerity and sincerity of both parties. No one can force it, and no one can fake it.

To form this contract, both parties must take their heart essence and blood and water the seeds of the Tongxin Immortal Tree together for 30 days.

If they are sincere, the saplings will be entangled with each other after they break out of the ground.

If the love is false, the saplings will fall to one side and never touch each other.

What's more, if the intention is not sincere, the sapling represented by it will die.

Because the requirements are too high, and it would be too ugly and embarrassing when the truth is revealed, very few couples in the Three Realms would choose this type of marriage contract.

Shuhua felt her own breath on one of the saplings. She was shocked and quickly checked another sapling.

It was indeed her and Lingze's breath.

But she vaguely remembered that she had no heart.

She tentatively put her hand on her left breast, "Pumping..." Not only was there a heart inside, but it was beating steadily and solidly.

"What's wrong with you?" Lingze noticed something was wrong with her, frowned and wanted to check her pulse.

His movements were gentle and steady, without any hint of frivolity or disrespect.

Shuhua accepted his kindness: "I just feel weird. I don't understand why I agreed to marry you?"

"There is nothing wrong with the pulse. So, do you still have any questions that make you feel uneasy?"

Lingze squatted in front of her and held her hand gently: "Do you regret it? It's time, I will never force you."

Shuhua looked at him, feeling a mixture of sadness and despair, joy and sadness in his heart.

She said softly: "I don't know what's wrong, it feels like I'm in a dream, as if we will all regret it in the future..." A cold hand covered her mouth, Lingze looked into her eyes and said seriously : "You should understand that when I came from Yunzhong Palace to the Netherworld to find you, I gave up everything."

Shuhua suddenly realized, and after a while, she finally remembered.

Lingze is the divine king in charge of the rainwater in Cangwu, benefiting all things, and she is the leader of his servants.

She had a crush on him and even confessed her love boldly, but she didn't get good results.

Someone reported that she had misbehaved, used her power for personal gain, and used her position as an aide to seduce Lingze.

She was expelled from the Shangqing Realm, ridiculed by the Three Realms, and traveled to the Netherworld incognito. She traveled around every day, fought against injustices, tried delicious food, visited secret places, and practiced alone.

When she was tired from walking, she built a thatched hut and lived in it at the foot of Huanglian Mountain. In her free time, she planted some spiritual rice and elixirs, hunted some spiritual beasts for food, and interacted with the surrounding monsters and ghosts, which was a good life. impressive.

One day, she was discussing the Dharma with several demon cultivators, and the genius returned home in the middle of the moon.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I saw a man wearing a dark blue robe sitting upright on the stone bench under the moonlight, sitting seriously.

The Nether World is a world of demons, ghosts and demons. Most of them are from wild backgrounds. It is best to be free and casual. No one is like this.

Therefore, she stopped and looked at this person curiously: "Where did the guest come from? How come he is here? Do you need help?"

The man stood up and answered her question very steadily: "Shuhua, it's me, Lingze."

She was shocked and half-awakened: "Why did the Lord God come here?"

Without waiting for his answer, she answered by herself: "Someone happened to pass by here, and they heard that I was here, so they came to take a look? Don't worry, everything is fine with me."

Lingze didn't speak, just stared at her quietly.

She was a little embarrassed and asked him to sit down: "You came in a hurry, and I don't have anything good here. If you don't mind, have a cup of spiritual tea before leaving."

The spirit tea was boiling hot, but he kept holding it tightly in his palm.

Seemingly aware of her embarrassment, he didn't look at her anymore. He just lowered his head, looked at the cup of spiritual tea, and said, "I'm not just on my way."

Shuhua didn't know how to answer, so he just said "oh".

Lingze continued to look at Lingcha and continued: "I came here specifically to ask you if you have let go."

Shuhua immediately laughed: "Of course I have let it go a long time ago. When I was young, I was ignorant and caused trouble to the Lord God. Later, every time I think about it, I always feel ashamed and uneasy."

She begged him for mercy: "Lord God, please don't mention this matter again, okay? I also want to save face. Who hasn't been young and frivolous?"

Lingze clenched the teacup tightly and said after a long silence: "Since you let it go, why do you stay here alone and refuse to go home?"

Shuhua replied calmly: "When people grow up, they always have to leave home. This place is free and easy, which is very good for cultivation. Whenever you think about it, you will go back."

She didn't want to say more to him, so she yawned with her mouth covered, pretending that she was tired and sleepy.

"Sorry, I'm a little drunk. If God has nothing else to do, I'm going to sleep. You can do it yourself."

She pushed the door open and was about to close the door when Lingze pressed the door leaf hard.

He was tall, with long legs and long arms, almost holding her whole body in his arms.

His voice was dry, but he spoke very quickly and smoothly: "If I want to stay with you, are you willing?"

(End of this chapter)