Jian Chen remained silent, stepped forward and bowed: “Divine Lord, please forgive me.”
Hmph, I’ll slap you and then give you candy to see if you’ll forgive me. I said impatiently: “What are you doing? Attacking the Divine Lord is against heavenly laws. I’m afraid you’ll find it difficult to ascend to immortality in the future.”
The Peach Flower Spirit was startled again: “Brother Dust, what are you doing?”
Jian Chen gave her a slight glare: “Within seven days, do not think about rebirth.” He then looked at me, “After seven days, I will break the spell. Please stay here as a guest for some time.”
I looked at him leisurely: “Oh, it seems this isn’t an attack, but imprisonment.”
Jian Chen did not respond, turning to leave the pear garden, his back looking lonely. The Peach Flower Spirit chased a few steps, then stopped, turning back with eyes full of grievance, her nose slightly red: “Divine Lord, please do not punish Brother Dust.”
He just doesn’t want the flower to be hurt again.”
I rolled my eyes and moved closer to her, laughing: “I want to gossip with you. What are you trying to be reborn for? Something about three years ago, something about Sister Jade, and why won’t he let you go back?”
The Peach Flower Spirit looked me over, her little eyes clearly doubting me. After a while, she said: “One hundred and twenty years ago, I was this tall, and later when I was this tall, I encountered a great drought and shriveled to this height…”
“Stop.” I waved my hand tearfully, “Can’t you gesture the height when you’re talking…”
“Oh,” the Peach Flower Spirit stuck out her tongue, “I’ve only taken form in the past two years, so my hands and feet are a bit uncoordinated.”
The Peach Flower Spirit’s eyes dimmed slightly, and she smiled: “Three years ago, the spiritual energy I had cultivated for seventy years was absorbed by a ghost. Later, Brother Dust irrigated me with mountain spring water, which saved me, but my body often breaks down.”
I nodded, interested: “Why was your spiritual energy absorbed?”
I looked up at the falling pear blossoms, then at her pink outfit. Even an immortal in the mortal world could be so beautiful.
