The siren was stunned, walked over unhurriedly, picked it up and put it back in the bag around his waist. After thanking her, she walked back, still very calm on her face.

Charon stopped her again: "Siren, what did you just drop?" ”

The siren turned his back to him, and secretly cursed in his heart that he was unlucky, how did he meet this miser, and he had to find out if there was anything of value.

The siren turned around and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a gift from the queen." ”

Charon's eyes strained to look into the siren's bag, "Take it out and see what kind of good things are valuable." ”

The siren looked embarrassed: "This is not good, the queen gave me, I can't show it casually." You collect the silver dollars of the undead every day, and you have saved up until now, and I haven't seen anything valuable, so I was busy watering the flowers and left first. ”

After saying that, the siren hurriedly ran away, and the water column behind him also flew over with a puff of smoke.

Back in the garden, the sirens were still out of breath. With a wave of his hand, the water column automatically sprinkled on the garden ground, and it would not rain in Hades, and on days when there was no siren watering, these daffodils were almost dry. When I drank the sweet rain, I shook the leaves happily. A few drops were spilled on the siren, and she wiped the cloudy liquid away in disgust and went back to her cabin.

Even after two hundred years of smelling, she still couldn't get used to the smell of blood. The river of pain is mixed with the blood of the corpse, the river of wailing is mixed with the tears of grief of the undead, and there are only these two rivers in the underworld, one more disgusting than the other.

Siren sat on the bed and carefully took out the Eros arrow, which was fortunately undamaged.

This is the arrow of Eros that shot Hades back then, and it was also this arrow that made Hades fall in love with Pearl at first sight. Now that the arrow is in her hands, it will definitely have the effect she wants to achieve.

"Unless the underworld is full of laughter and beautiful songs", whoever comes to the underworld can only bring more pain here, laughter is impossible, Demeter wants to stay here forever, thinking of this, Siren smiled, without any warmth.

She will never sit still, even at a huge cost.

The black poplar watched a group of daffodils move around with disdain, without the consciousness of the Holy Flower of the Underworld at all. He proudly lifted the canopy to show his nobility and uprightness. The daffodils in the garden were busy drinking, and none of them paid attention to him, and the black poplars were a little sad.

Catching a glimpse of the siren's cabin, it had been for three years, with a faint blue glow coming from its windows, but this time longer than each time. Although the black poplar tree could feel the movement of the entire underworld, it was only a feeling, and he couldn't see what the sirens were doing.

In the cabin, the siren's hand was holding the bow and arrow of the little goddess of love, and the dazzling blue light was reflected in the palms of both hands, the light point was very small, but the halo shone all over the room, and after a long time, the siren gasped for breath and stopped, and the moment the blue light disappeared, the bow and arrow in the siren's hand were gone.

A groggy feeling came, and the siren's eyelids began to fight again. Before her consciousness dissipated, she glanced at the dark outside, and thought in a daze, soon, she would be able to leave here soon......

In the middle of the forest, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a man who had been lying lifeless for a long time, and the sparrows and monkeys were watching curiously beside him, not sure if it was a dead man.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, blue as mysterious as the sea, he stiffened his limbs, then sat up with difficulty, noticing the scenery around him, he stared blankly, as if he had never seen a forest.

The sparrows and the monkeys had scattered the moment he opened his eyes, and one of the little monkeys, who had great courage, hid behind a tree and looked at the man with a curious gaze.

The radiant young man, with no strands on his body, his blue hair was as crystal clear as a lake, shining in the sun, the little monkey screamed in surprise, the boy turned around, and saw the little monkey cowering behind the tree, he laughed slowly. In an instant, it seemed that there was a god in the forest, and all the scenery lost color in this smile, and only this boy was left in the eyes of the little monkey.

It mustered up its courage and slowly walked towards the boy. At first he walked slowly, then faster and faster, and finally threw himself into the boy's arms. The boy laughed softly, slowly stroked the little monkey's hair, his eyes didn't know where to stay, he said to himself, "Even if you like me so much, he will definitely like me." ”

The little monkey squealed in confusion, and the boy smiled, then stood up, picked up the black robe that had been stored for a long time from the side, put it on neatly, and then picked up the bow and arrows on the ground, and said goodbye to the little monkey, and the boy walked deeper into the forest.

The little monkey followed him for a moment, then stopped where he was, watching him go farther and farther away, until at last he could only see a golden feather peeking out of the quiver behind his back.

I don't know how long she slept, and the siren woke up, but she didn't open her eyes, as if she was closing her eyes to feel something, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Opening his eyes, the same blue eyes as the boy contained a smile, and the siren rolled over and sat up, the memories of four months ago coming back to his mind.

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"Peroka Forest, this is his favorite place to go, his followers live outside the forest, and few people can enter it. I heard that there is plenty of sunshine inside, and any kind of flowers and plants can grow there luxuriantly, and there are many animals inside, and they have a gentle temperament. ”

The sirens repeated, "Peroka Forest ......"

She frowned, "In Olympus?" ”

Pearl widened his eyes, "Of course not! His relationship with Hera, the queen of heaven, is strained like this, and he has long since moved away from Olympus. ”

As he spoke, Pearl looked puzzled, "Speaking of which, there are so many father's children, why is Hera the most taboo about him?" If it's because of ability, then it should be Athena, Siren, what do you say? ”

The siren was stunned for a moment before replying, "Yes, yes, you're right." ”

With that, she lowered her head. Pearl looked at her strangely, not understanding how she suddenly became abnormal, but now there was something more important, Pearl leaned over the siren and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to do this?" ”

The siren looked up, looked at Pearl, and then at a person in the corner of the room, although his facial features and limbs were not clear, he could already see that this was a person, a very beautiful person.

Siren smiled: "It's about to be done, how can you give up halfway at this time." ”

Pearl frowned deeply, worry written on his face: "But this is your half life!" You put all your energy into him, what will you do in the future? ”

The siren smiled mysteriously: "I have already gone out in the future, and going out is only the first step." ”

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Getting out is just the first step.

The siren opened the door, and the black poplar raised his eyelids, and without the siren asking, he himself replied: "After nine hours of sleep, siren, you have made progress again." ”

The siren raised an eyebrow, "yes, your ability to speak the opposite is getting stronger and stronger." ”

The black poplar grinned triumphantly, and after a while realized that the siren was not praising him, and silently added another stroke to the "siren's guilt", and then he said: "You must be sick, go to the Elysée for two days, and I will take care of these daffodils." ”

It's rare that the black poplar tree will care about her, the siren hooked the corners of his lips, showed his white teeth, and smiled very happily, "No, I'm not sick, it turns out that you care about me so much, okay, I'll go and water you more." ”

The black poplar gritted his teeth: "How many times have I said it, I don't need to water." ”

The siren nodded: "Okay then, I'll go get you some fertilizer and come back, and take care of the house myself." ”

Before the black poplar could say anything, the sirens walked away happily. Leaving the black poplar tree depressed behind him, he is not a dog......

At the end of the day, the black poplar tree fed itself and fell asleep with a satisfied expression on his face. The siren returned to his cabin, closed his eyes again and felt the situation there, and before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

The eternal darkness of the underworld cannot distinguish between day and night, and everyone sleeps when they are sleepy. And the people on the earth have just woken up.

The boy walked for an unknown amount of time, and when he finally saw the stream in his memory, he sat down and waited there wholeheartedly. The sun turned from weak to strong, and by noon, even the old trees in the forest could not stand the scorching heat, and complained about the scorching heat. But the boy sat in the sun all the time, and even wherever the sun went, he would move and let himself be bathed in the sun's rays.

The cypress elf behind looked at him dumbfounded, although it was very beautiful, but it was indeed a human, wasn't he hot? In weather like this, the stones by the river can be fried and eaten, and he is not uncomfortable at all.

The dryad suspected that he had seen it wrong, and moved from the root of the tree to the center of the tree, looking at the boy in a better view, he rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the boy sitting in front of him, yes, it was a human!

The world of the dryad is fantastic, and it is the first time I have seen such a high-temperature resistant human being, I am afraid that I can go to the sky to be a constellation in the future, and the name is called the heat-resistant constellation......

The boy didn't know the mental activity of the dryad, and the dryad naturally didn't know what the boy was thinking.

The sunshine and warmth that have been lost for a long time, I am afraid that no one knows their preciousness better than him, and he would rather be killed by the sunlight than go back to that hell.

The sun moved little by little, and before you knew it, it was almost dark. The boy stood up, slapped the grass seeds off his body, and walked to the other side of the forest.

The dryad thought that he would not come back, but after a while, the dryad saw him walking slowly back with a rabbit, skillfully making a fire, peeling the skin, and then starting to roast, and when he had eaten and drunk enough, the boy lay down on the ground, and slowly fell asleep.

Seeing him asleep, the tree spirit secretly came out of the tree, carefully looked at the boy, in addition to a face that was extremely beautiful, what was more special was a golden arrow in his arms, the tree spirit looked left and right, and could not see the origin of this arrow, let alone the purpose of the young man, the tree spirit flew around in confusion, and finally returned to the tree before dawn.

Five days had passed, and the boy had been staying here, and one afternoon, surrounded by golden light in the distance, he finally saw the figure.