Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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A long time ago, even before Yun Si had memories.

She didn't know that God, who had always been soft-hearted towards her, had once had a relationship with her.

Only once.

The only time.

They had met before she had a spiritual intelligence and before she opened her eyes to see the world.

At that time, she was still a little flower seedling.

Free and growing in hell.

No one cares, no one knows.

Hell is stained with blood. At the beginning of the world, demons were rampant and ghost corpses were everywhere.

Everything is in chaos, and there is no order at all. The spirit of killing demons has occupied the layers of hell, and it is king.

It is difficult for the three realms of immortals, gods, and Buddhas to control this place, and it is even more difficult to enter.

The divine envoys sent down from the divine realm one after another are still unable to suppress the chaos here.

Ghosts are rampant and monsters appear frequently.

The scorching flames and bloody sun burned the entire land, leaving no grass growing anywhere, only carrion soaked in the Wangchuan River.

Under the river, there are many cruel ghosts with mutilated bodies who died unjustly.

The giant beast with eyes all over its body swung its huge tail, throwing away the mountain-like corpses; the devil snake covered with sharp scales like blades crawled on its body and destroyed the land...

There are uncivilized beasts and ghosts everywhere, killing and violence are everywhere, and there is no order at all.

Because of this, at the beginning of the chaos and disorder of hell, the supremely noble, cold and beautiful God once visited here in person.

Come to hell with the fire given by the Creator God.

The moment the unparalleled God sprinkled fire onto the earth, the monsters fled, the ghosts cried, and the demons ran away.

For a time, only the blazing fire remained on the barren land.

The fire spread, turning everything it touched into ashes.

The Wangchuan River was boiling, and the corpses were stewed into soup.

Black and stinky.

At this point, the gods exterminated the demons and set out to build the 18-story Yama Hall.

There are Yamas and Rakshasas sitting in formations in the various halls.

The order of hell has been regularized, and order appears for the first time.

After a few days of God's arrival, the hell is no longer as cruel as it used to be, and the bloody sun has even faded away, hiding invisibly.

A few days later, the god was about to leave, and Yama bowed down to see him off.

After crossing the Wangchuan Bridge and about to take back the fire, God saw the little flower seedlings that were growing tenaciously in the blazing fire.

The seemingly weak and small flower seedlings were born on the soil mixed with blood.

It's a small plant that hasn't bloomed yet.

Looking from a distance, the tiny flower vines are curled up together, slightly stretching their slender leaves.

With a vitality and vitality that would not be possible in hell.

It is very tenacious and works very hard to live.

Even though the fire was very hot, the whole plant was wilted and lacked energy.

But in this lifeless, barren land, it is particularly eye-catching and surprising.

Just like the touch of green that appears accidentally in the desert, it is so rare, but it seems particularly precious.

As precious as a gem.

The god noticed it and stared silently.

Yama, who was seeing him off, followed God's line of sight and noticed the little pitiful flower seedling.

Hua Miao huddled miserably, like a pitiful little girl, hugging herself without any cover around her.

The fire burned the body parts that covered it, and it had no shelter at the moment.

If the fire is suppressed and the entire land is exposed, those ferocious ghosts will soon discover it and tear it into pieces.

It is not a good thing for a weak life force to appear here. Without shelter, it will die.

God looked at the poor little seedling quietly for a long time without making any move or speaking.