Although Qiao Xizai didn't want to admit it, he still had to choose to accept it when faced with the facts.
——It’s true that he was transformed from a human being into a soul body by a slap from his master. He seemed to have transcended the world, and his age seemed to have shrunk a lot.
Qiao Xi recalled what her master said before taking pictures of her, feeling a little confused and a little confused.
It took a while before he accepted the changes in himself. After calming down, he turned around and calmly communicated with the young man in black next to him.
"Sorry to bother you, what did you mean by Fengyue God just now?"
He actually felt quite frightened when he asked this question.
Thanks to his understanding of Japanese culture, he was somewhat familiar with the title "Feng Yue Shen". It was precisely because he felt familiar that he felt like crying even more.
——I hope it’s not what I imagined.
While he was praying like this, the young man in black tilted his head and broke his illusion.
"Feng Yue God? It's you."
The other party was wearing a mask and could not see his expression clearly, but Qiao Xi clearly heard the confusion in his tone: "Didn't you show up because you heard their prayers? The god who prays for a good harvest - the God of Harvest Moon."
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi choked unconsciously.
He actually wants to say that he is not!
The conscience of heaven and earth, he was just slapped on the forehead by his master, who knew that when he opened his eyes again, he would look like this.
What stopped the denial that was already in his throat was the light that appeared around him due to his emotional fluctuations.
Qiao Xi looked at the light green light emanating from her body that didn't look like a special effect at all, and her mood suddenly calmed down inexplicably.
Gentle, calm, and full of vitality - does this light green light emanate from himself?
The young man in black felt the aura on his body and stepped back a little uncomfortable, muttering in his mouth: "Look, it really is you, Fengyue."
His voice didn't sound as lively as it did at first. It seemed that the light radiating from Qiao Xi's body made him feel very uncomfortable.
But the next second, his voice suddenly became excited: "Ah, I heard that in the human world, our relationship is called brothers. Now, call Onii-chan and come and listen."
Qiao Xi was looking at the gorgeous single clothes she was wearing, which was similar in style to the boy in black but in a different color. When she heard what he said, she turned to look at him with a paralyzed face.
However, he actually wore a light purple antlered mask on his face, so the boy in black did not notice the fact that Qiao Xi was not interested in this topic. Instead, he became interested. Seeing that Qiao Xi slowly became his
After putting away his vitality, he surrounded them eagerly.
Qiao Xi looked at her own attire, and then compared it with the boy's clothes, and finally determined that, except for the mask on his face, his image did not look like someone from an orthodox yoshi legend.
Image of the moon god.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and he ignored the crying, shouting and reveling humans in the audience. He only raised an eyebrow and looked at this young man who had been quite noisy since he woke up.
"Are you Buyue?"
The boy nodded fiercely: "Yes, I am your Onii-chan Fuyue."
Qiao Xi selectively ignored the second half of his sentence. She only nodded when she heard the answer she wanted to hear, and asked, "What's going on next?"
——He had some guesses in his mind, but he still needed to verify it. It happened that the "Moon God" in front of him seemed to have a good impression of his current body...
As Qiao Xi thought about it, she saw Buyue tilting her head, glancing at him quietly with her little eyes hidden behind the mask, then lowering her head and starting to point her fingers.
Qiao Xi waited for a few minutes without seeing him speak, so she couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong? Is it difficult to tell?"
According to legend, the Harvest Moon God should be the god who manages the harvest, right?
If those people are praying, does it mean that the harvest is not good this year?
Qiao Xi frowned, Bu Yue shook her head, and then looked up at him: "No..."
He pitifully grabbed the large hem of Qiao Xi's clothes and said in a soft voice: "I didn't mean it, please don't hate me, okay~"
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi was a little confused about the meaning of his words at first. After a few seconds, she remembered the characteristics of the legendary moonless god and couldn't help but fall into silence.
This moonless god... the painting style is quite strange.
Seeing that Qiao Xi didn't speak, Bu Yue bulged her mouth and still didn't let go of her hand holding his clothes: "Hey, you are Fengyue. If you come, they won't have to cry, right?"
Qiao Xi was silent for a while again.
If it is the real Fengyue God, there is nothing wrong with that. Unfortunately, although he seems to have some of Fengyue God's vitality power, he doesn't know how to use it at all...
While thinking this, Qiao Xi subconsciously moved her gaze to the audience.
There was a large crowd of people kneeling there. Because of the green light that he had just uncontrollably emitted due to his excitement, they had stopped cheering and knelt on the ground meekly, looking up at him expectantly.
The eyes have different shapes and colors, but only the light emanating from the pupils is the same, that kind of expectant gaze, like staring at the savior.
Qiao Xi suddenly looked away.
——Savior or something...
He clenched his fists, vaguely remembering his master's slightly shining eyes and the relieved smile when he spoke at the end.
——He is a person who can’t even save himself, so how can he be a savior?!
Qiao Xi closed her eyes and forced herself not to look at the expectant eyes of those on the ground.
Suddenly, a soft little hand opened her tightly held hand. Qiao Xi lowered her head and met Bu Yue's eyes, which were blinking at her.
Even through the mask, he could see clearly that Bu Yue's eyes were very pure black, black and bright, and very beautiful.
Seeing him looking over, Bu Yue blinked her eyelashes worriedly and asked, "Feng Yue, are you unhappy?"
Qiao Xi was startled for a moment, subconsciously trying to avoid Bu Yue's eyes, but Bu Yue quickly reached out and straightened her eyes.
"Fengyue, tell Onii-chan why are you unhappy?"
Qiao Xi: "..."
Where did he get Oni-chan? Did he call himself a god? Is this god too familiar?
He raised his hand and took off Bu Yue's hand and said, "I'm not unhappy."
Bu Yue pursed her lips and said firmly: "You're lying!"
So Qiao Xi couldn't help but sigh.
He is really a new-born god. I wonder if in this situation, he just needs to shut up quietly and stop talking?
It’s quite annoying to ask for the root cause and all that!
Qiao Xi wanted to just throw away her hands and leave, but...
Facing Bu Yue's clear eyes that were blinking with pure worry, Qiao Xi immediately resigned herself to the defeat.
He rubbed Bu Yue's long black hair angrily, and unkindly tied his soft and smooth hair into a neat bundle, brushing away the frizzy hair, and then the corners of his mouth turned up in a happy arc.
"I was really unhappy because of some minor problems just now, but if Buyue is willing to let me rub my hair like this from now on, I won't be unhappy~"
He was obviously joking when he said this, but the simple god who was just a few months old took it seriously. He bit his lip and was very troubled. Then he looked up at Qiao Xi and said sincerely: "If you rub your hair, it will make you happy."
If Fengyue feels happy, I will rub it for you from now on!"