After the villagers had gone to sleep after a hard day's work, Sangxi Village became very quiet, except for the occasional dog barking except for the chirping of insects.

In the middle of summer, it is the time when the acacia flowers will be grateful. The same is true of the village chief's old acacia that is not known for hundreds of years.

With a gust of wind, the pink acacia fluttered down from the canopy, and the scene was truly romantic under the moonlight, which was brighter and softer than elsewhere.

After the wind stopped, the figures of the three people appeared in the small courtyard of the village chief's house.

After the acacia landed, he couldn't wait to rush out of the window where the lights had been turned off and looked inside. The bright moonlight entered the room and illuminated the sleeping couple in her bed. Her transparent body pierced through the wall and came to the bedside to take a closer look at them.

The old village chief and his once beautiful wife were much older than they had been three years ago, their hair was almost silver-white, and the wrinkles on their foreheads were as deep as ravines, especially between their eyebrows, and they were still tightly twisted into a lump even after a quiet sleep. Their skin also became dry, and their bodies exposed under the quilt were not as thin as they could be, almost skinny.

It's just that I haven't seen them for three years, and Hehuan touched their cheeks like they were thirty years old, and tears fell down in a stream.

She asked herself, her parents raised her, but what did she return in return, was it just for two white-haired people to give her this black-haired person?

"Dad, mother, my daughter is not filial, I can only be a cow and a horse in the next life, and then I will repay you two elders...

She cried indulgently, just like on the night when she sent Xiao Kun away, in front of her dearest parents, she finally stopped hiding her grief, showing almost willful cowardice.

In the courtyard, Nuan Yang couldn't help but reddened her eyes again when she heard her cry, but at the same time, the corners of her mouth also hung a comforting smile.

Jiusi hugged her into his arms and said softly: "Her parents will live a hundred years." ”

Nuan Yang nodded, and then whispered, "Master... It turns out that Hehuan is still happy..."

"Huh?"

"She still has someone in her heart, and she herself is loved by her parents..."

Jiusi smiled softly, and nodded approvingly with doting and pity when his unparalleled face looked at the warm sun.

Although mortals are greedy, they are actually easy to be satisfied, they will not despair if they can still love others, and they will not feel lonely when they know that they are still loved.

After a moment of silence, the acacia tree behind them suddenly moved. The two turned to look at the same time, and saw the figure of a woman in the moonlight slowly emerging from the trunk of the acacia tree.

Nuan Yang used to see a similar picture every day when he was on the top of Kunlun Mountain, so he immediately knew that the woman who appeared at this moment was the elf born from this old acacia tree.

It's just that this elf is a little bigger than she has ever seen before, almost like a normal person.

The pink-clothed and pink-haired beautiful elf flapped the translucent wings behind him and slowly flew in front of the two, and after the pink eyes glanced at the warm sun suspiciously, he turned to Jiusi and bowed respectfully.

"You've become a god?" Feeling her noble aura that was different from ordinary elves, Jiusi asked in some surprise.

The elf immediately nodded happily, and a sweet voice came, which was like the voice of Hehuan, "Yes immortal, I have successfully crossed the catastrophe two hundred years ago, and now I am the land god of this Sangqiao Town. ”

Nuan Yang stared, how do you feel that these two people know each other?

"Very good, this Sangqiao Town is good under your management, especially Sangxi Village, the scenery is very beautiful, and there is no trace of monsters." Jiusi opened his mouth lightly, a rare compliment.

The elf was even happier when she heard this, and a pair of small wings behind her flapped rapidly, revealing a pink glow as her figure moved up and down.

Nuan Yang took a deep breath, and suddenly felt refreshed, this fluorescence was indeed the spiritual power emitted by the elves.

The elf saw that she had no difficulty absorbing the spiritual power photon she had accidentally emitted, her eyes widened in shock, and she frowned after a thoughtful glance at Jiusi. But after a while, she had a suddenly realized expression, and her gaze towards Nuan Yang became enthusiastic.

"Lord Nuanyang! But you...

Before she finished her sentence, she was swept back into the trunk of the acacia tree by Jiusi with a sleeve of her hand, leaving only the tail note still echoing in the ears of the warm sun.

The corners of Nuan Yang's eyes twitched, "Master, how does she know me..."

"Ahem, the elves are very depleted by running away from the tree at this time." Jiusi turned his gaze, coughed lightly, and then changed the subject.

"But isn't she already a god, and will it have any effect if she leaves the tree?" A certain Xiaobai was immediately diverted.

"Elves become gods, unlike other races, they generally cannot ascend, and eventually can only become local land or mountain gods, because they themselves cannot be separated from their own body. Unless they use their ontology to cultivate from the beginning, they can't be called elves but goblins. ”

Although it didn't have any effect on the elf leaving the body for a period of time after becoming a god, Jiusi still said nonsense to Nuan Yang in a serious manner.

Nuan Yang was stunned for a moment, and forgot the question he wanted to ask before why the elf recognized him.

Soon after, Hehuan also came out of the house, her face still stained with tears, but her eyes were already free.

Seeing her like this, Jiusi knew that she no longer had any obsessions in her heart, so he said to her, "My wish has been fulfilled, let's go to reincarnation." ”

Hehuan smiled and nodded, and after bowing to Nuan Yang and the two of them in thanks, her figure disappeared.

In the Falling Moon Palace, the soul detainer who was originally waiting here sensed the breath of Hehuan, and immediately straightened his body and stood straight. When they saw that she was the only one who returned, the two did not hesitate to put chains on her and pull her into the open portal in the air.

As they entered, the door slowly twisted into the vortex it had begun and then vanished.

Nuan Yang, who was still staying in the small courtyard, wondered after Hehuan left by himself: "Master, aren't we going to send her?" ”

"We have done what should be done, she has already lost the red dust, and she will follow the second envoy of the soul to be reincarnated." Jiusi explained.

Then he turned his gaze to the room, and a hint of pity emerged and disappeared from the depths of his eyes.

He raised his hand, and as he uttered a word, a light flew out of his fingertips, and after flying through the window, it split into two strands and into the foreheads of the village chief and his wife.

"Forget it..." A soft sigh came from Jiusi's mouth, as if whispering to himself, and the sound was very small.

After doing this, Jiu Sicai hugged Nuan Yang and returned to the Falling Moon Palace, and at this time, no one in the hall was there.