Longevity begins with a negative heart

Chapter 57 If you don’t want to be beaten, get out of here

Lingze looked at Shuhua in silence for a long time, and then slowly said: "This is the first time in so many years that you begged me. This is the first time in so many years that you are so humble, but it is for others."

"It's my fault for disappointing the Lord God." Shuhua lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "Please Lord God, send down the rain. I am willing to pay any price for this, as long as you are happy."

Lingze was even more unhappy.

He took a step forward with a cold look on his face: "Is there any price? Including losing freedom and not being reconciled?"

"Any price." Shuhua was calm to the point of indifference: "Although I don't understand why you are still unwilling to reconcile at this point, I am indeed willing to agree to your terms."

Lingze couldn't help but sneer, he pointed at her and said angrily: "You are very good..."

The gods, who were almost without anger or love, finally became furious in front of people for the first time.

Shuhua saw that his eyes were faintly red, and he seemed to have a little more vitality at the foot of Huanglian Mountain.

Her heart moved slightly, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she saw Lingze closing his eyes, and when he opened them again, he turned into the pure and stern look of a god.

She sighed secretly, so be it.

"The gods calm down!"

Mrs. Nanshan Daozun was frightened. She knelt down in front of Lingze and cried: "It wasn't Shuhua who wanted to deceive you intentionally. It was all our idea and our fault. If you want to blame, just blame us. .”

Lingze slowly exhaled, lifted up Mrs. Nanshan Daozun, and said solemnly: "This is a matter between our husband and wife. Mother-in-law, please don't get involved. Please go back and rest. I will handle the matter properly and will not harm Shuhua. "

The attendant came forward and persuaded and persuaded Mrs. Nanshan Taoist Master to be sent away.

There was no one else in the hall, so Lingze asked again: "Shuhua, do you have anything to add?"

A ray of clear light unique to the fairy world came through the window, making his perfect face even colder, aloof, and otherworldly.

Shuhua didn't want to look any further and lowered his eyes: "Thank you Shenjun for not embarrassing my mother. Her cultivation is not high, no matter how difficult it is to make progress, her lifespan will not be long. I don't want her to worry too much."

Lingze looked at her intently for a long time, and then said calmly: "You're welcome. Your family is praying for rain for thousands of living creatures on Nanshan Road. It's a public act. I have no reason to blame you. But I never ordered to stop the rain on Nanshan Road."

"Since you don't blame me..." Shuhua straightened his clothes, hairpin and hairpin, and gave a grand salute: "I would like to ask God to send rain in time to save my life."

Lingze turned his back to her: "I'm sorry, heaven has its own rules, and no living being can violate them. Although I am in charge of the rain, I cannot bend the law for personal gain, otherwise the rules of the three realms will be messed up, and more living beings will suffer."

"Not even a rain? Not even to relieve hunger and thirst?"

Shuhua asked something that he had never understood.

"I don't understand why so many innocent beings have to bear the consequences for one person's fault?"

"Lord God, in the face of the rules of heaven, the creatures in the lower world are really as worthless as grass and grass, are they not worth mentioning?"

Lingze didn't answer.

Silence is rejection.

After being together for hundreds of years, Shuhua knew his temperament very well - the so-called great lover is ruthless, without anger or joy, and a cold defender of rules.

She stopped pleading and just said calmly: "In that case, I won't embarrass the Lord. You are busy with official duties, so please do as you please."

Lingze didn't leave, he just stood there without moving.

Shuhua ignored him and left.

She sent Mrs. Nanshan Taoist Master home with a smile: "Mother, the matter has been resolved. The Lord God did not blame me."

Mrs. Nanshan Daozun's cultivation is not high. Just facing so many gods is already very hard. She can't think about or take care of other things.

She only saw that her daughter was happy and intact, and that her son-in-law was polite to her, so she believed it and even tried to persuade her. "Shenjun doesn't seem to be a hard-hearted person. He talks about things calmly. There is no overnight feud between husband and wife. There are bedside fights about the bed and..."

Shuhua smiled and listened patiently to her words, and then urged the blue bird jade cart: "Mother, you and daddy should be good. Don't worry, it will rain soon."

Mrs. Nanshan Daozun smiled and rolled her eyes: "Okay, okay, don't worry anymore."

It wasn't until the blue bird and jade chariot was out of sight that Shuhua turned around and went back. Lingze was no longer in the palace, and the attendants were still polite and respectful to her.

"The Lord Shen is on official business and has to go to a far away place. It will take some time before he can come back. I have an explanation before leaving, so please don't read it, Madam."

Shuhua was not surprised either. Lingze was probably afraid that it would be too embarrassing for her to beg him again, so he avoided it.

She went to the front hall calmly: "The weather has changed recently, so I'm here to take care of the Lord Shen's home."

The attendant happily let her in. Chunze Qin was not taken away, but was still placed in the same place as before, shimmering with treasure.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and it responded happily to her. The strings beat slightly, and a delicate and brilliant winter jasmine bloomed.

Before she became the wife of the Divine Lord, she had taken care of it for nearly 200 years, wiping it every day and maintaining it carefully. It had always been very fond of her.

Shuhua tried to pick up Chunze Qin and put it across his lap.

Chun Zeqin showed no resistance and let out a clear chirp happily.

Shuhua felt relieved, put Chunze Qin into his storage bag, and started writing with the paper and ink Lingze used to criticize official documents.

Since he refuses to reconcile, she will be the husband.

Her tone was calm and without resentment.

It's nothing more than two inappropriate people, each with his own persistence and his own way to go, and they separated when it was time to separate.

And what she does next is not suitable for involving other people.

As soon as I finished writing the marriage letter, the sound transmitting ruler began to buzz and vibrate, and the word "Dusu" kept flashing.

Shuhua directly cut off the connection between himself and the sound transmitting ruler.

She walked out of Yunzhong Palace and went to Fengyuntai where Lingze made daily rain.

Fengyuntai has three floors, corresponding to the three realms of Shangqing, Mountains and Seas, and Netherworld. Each floor is divided into corresponding areas according to the regional settings of each realm.

As long as you ignite your divine power and play the song Weathering Rain in the corresponding location according to the priority, rain and snow will fall in the local area.

Shuhua had assisted Lingze in raining many times and was very familiar with this method. Although she only had fairy power but not divine power, it didn't matter. Burning all her fairy power would have the same effect.

She walked up to the second floor and sat down cross-legged in the corresponding area on Nanshan Road.

As soon as his fingertips touched the strings, before he could ignite his magical power, Dusu, wearing an exquisite white robe and a high crown, rushed over.

"What are you going to do?" Dusu grabbed her hand, his eyes full of fear: "Do you want to die?"

Shu Hua frowned, full of impatience: "You are the one who wants to die, right? If you don't want to be beaten, get out of here!"

Du Su was not angry, but his eyes were red. He looked straight at her and said, "Even if Lingze is so cruel to you, you still won't look at me one more time?"

　Dear friends, there are too many things to do, too urgent, and I am too tired. There is still only one update today, and normal updates will resume tomorrow.

　　Let's take our time and try to write a better story.Well, let’s thank the fairies together tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)