Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Jiang Ruan: “…”

Is this what she was talking about? She explained that she didn't have any special feelings for him, and she was only worried about him because of the dangerous situation last night.

Knowing Jiang Ruan's intentions clearly, Zhe Yan said to her, "You didn't sleep well last night. It's dangerous to ride a horse when you're tired. Go back and get some sleep. We'll set off after lunch."

Jiang Ruan returned to her room and slept for a while.

After lunch, Jiang Ruan and Zhe Yan set out for Kunlun again.

In less than three months, the two arrived at a town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Chenshui Town is Jiang Ruan's hometown.

As soon as the two arrived at Chenshui Town, Zheyan, who had sensed something, frowned. He followed Jiang Ruan one step behind, raised his hand to make a seal, and put something that turned into a light spot into his sleeve.

The temperature was getting colder as autumn approached. Jiang Ruan was eager to return home, so he rushed home without stopping. He took out the key to open the lock on the front door, and saw a bleak yard full of fallen leaves.

Although the courtyard was deserted, no weeds grew in the cracks of the stone floor, and the house did not look dilapidated.

Jiang Ruan walked in, and golden leaves fluttered down in front of her.

She looked at the well-preserved houses around her, her eyes flashing slightly, as if she had thought of something but was not sure. Finally, she decided to go to the ancestral hall to worship her parents and ancestors first.

She looked at Zhe Yan beside her and said, "I'm going to the ancestral hall first. My home has been deserted for a long time. If you're interested, you can walk around. There's a sycamore tree in the backyard that's been there since who knows when. It has a thick trunk and is a magnificent sight. You should go and see it."

Zheyan became interested: "That's right, I really like Wutong."

Jiang Ruan nodded to him, pointed out the direction, and then walked towards the ancestral hall.

Zheyan did not go to see Wutong immediately. He first released the light from his sleeve.

The light spot landed on the ground and changed into the appearance of a little old man with a cane.

The old man bowed to Zhe Yan, his face filled with fear. "The land god of Chenshui Town greets the Supreme God Zhe Yan! I hope the Supreme God will forgive me for not being able to greet you."

Zheyan put his hands behind his back, his elegant and handsome face looking at the ground calmly: "What were you doing just now?"

The land god replied respectfully, "The Emperor of Donghua has ordered that if you see the woman in the painting, you must report it to him immediately."

"No need to tell Donghua." Zheyan said directly, "I have my own plans for her."

"This..." Land hesitated.

Although Zheyan is a supreme god and one of the few supreme gods left over from the ancient times, and he is powerful, he has no official title after all.

Unlike Emperor Donghua, he can directly control these lands.

Now I am receiving the order from Emperor Donghua, but God Zheyan has made such a request.

The land god thought in his heart that according to his official position, he would have to obey Emperor Donghua, but he would offend the Supreme God Zheyan. Although this Supreme God now looks gentle and easy to talk to, he, the land god, has lived for a long time and he has heard of the killing god who intimidated everyone with a Fuxi Qin on the battlefield.

Not to mention that although Supreme God Zheyan has no real power, the Heavenly Emperor has to be respectful and courteous to him, so it is easy to crush a small land like him.

Seeing the land owner hesitate, Zheyan's voice deepened. "If anything happens, I will take responsibility. It's not your turn to blame you, the land owner who was forced by me."

Seeing Zheyan say this, the land god bowed and said, "In that case, I will listen to the order of Zheyan the Great God."

Zheyan asked again, "Although this place is desolate, there is not a single trace of decay caused by time. Was it Donghua who ordered you to do this?"

"Yes." The land god nodded and looked around as if to say, "The Emperor has ordered me to take good care of this place. I must also clear the weeds and clean the tombstones of the two mortal graves outside the village every year."

"The Emperor once thought about coming in person, but his fate is precious. If he does it himself, the lifespans of the two reincarnated mortals will be shortened. So I can only let this little fairy do it for me."

"He has thought it through." Zheyan said with an unclear meaning, and then asked the land official to leave.

After Tudi left, Zheyan did not go directly to the backyard to see the ancient sycamore tree, but slowly visited the entire courtyard. When he walked to a small garden, he saw a swing in the garden.

Zheyan walked to the swing and sat on it.

The chair cushions are soft, and the hemp rope on the swing is wrapped with many brightly colored knots. The color combination is comfortable and bright, which makes people feel soothed.

Sixty years have passed, and the knot on the swing has not weathered and is still strong, which shows the care of the land.

After swinging leisurely twice, Zheyan looked in the direction of the ancestral hall where Jiang Ruan was going, thinking that in her time, she had only stayed in the Heavenly Palace for less than two months and in the peach forest for a few days, but sixty years had indeed passed in the mortal world.

Jiang Ruan is truly alone in the world at this moment. She must be confused and sad, and needs the company of her family. Even a cold memorial tablet and a silent grave can give her a great sense of security.

Zheyan stood up, his pink robe falling to the ground. As he walked, his headband of the same color as the robe was blown by the wind. He walked to the sycamore tree in the backyard.

This tree is nearly three thousand years old, and its trunk is so thick that five or six people cannot hug it.

Zheyan stood under the tree, looking up along the winding bark of the trunk. Above his head, the branches were lush and leafy, and the leaves of the sycamore tree covered the sky, enveloping the entire backyard.

Fengqi Wutong.

The phoenix naturally likes the paulownia tree.

The same is true for Zheyan, the first phoenix since the creation of the world.

He stepped forward.

As if sensing the approach of the phoenix, the branches of the sycamore tree, which had gained some spiritual awareness over the past three thousand years, shook, and the leaves rustled.

A large hand with distinct bones was placed on the trunk of the paulownia tree. Zheyan's eyes, as deep and bright as stars, were closed. His face was peaceful and calm. With his eyes closed, he passed a trace of divine power to wander on the paulownia tree, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

According to his nature, he wanted to reveal his true form and take a rest on the branch in the posture of a phoenix.

But Jiang Ruan was still sad, and he couldn't just think about himself.

Furthermore, if he transformed into a phoenix, the noise would be too loud and might frighten other spirits practicing around Kunlun, or attract the attention of Mo Yuan.

This place is at the foot of Kunlun. Although it is still some distance away from Kunlun Xu, Mo Yuan cannot hide his concealing magic. Zheyan is now cautious and would never dare to take such a risk.

He just felt the power of Wutong, and after a while, he opened his eyes.

A flash of divinity that was high above and indifferent to all other creatures flashed across his eyes for a moment, and then Zheyan's eyes returned to normal.

There is a paulownia tree in Jiang Ruan's house, and it is a three thousand year old paulownia tree, which makes Zheyan overjoyed.

He originally thought that he and Jiang Ruan were a mortal woman whom Donghua had forced upon him, and that there was a pursuit between them that was not yet clear, and he wishfully wanted to make her happy and at ease.

But after seeing this sycamore tree, he thought...

Perhaps he and Jiang Ruan were also destined to be together. He was the first one to discover her falling from the Heavenly Palace. He was the one who accompanied her back to the mortal world to end their earthly relationship. He was also the one who accompanied her back to her hometown, where they saw the paulownia tree.

How can you say this is not destined by God?