Chapter 1652 Memories Extra 02
Recalling in a dream.
"Great! I can see my former host and Lord God again!"
Ling Gun Gun jumped up and down excitedly, "Host, are you happy?"
Jinchen felt dizzy from its jumping, so he picked it up by the scruff of the neck and stroked it. The scene changed in an instant.
The main temple.
Jinchen has been very troubled recently.
He had passed the True God Tribulation half a year ago, and was openly canonized in the God Storage Pavilion. After hundreds of years of cultivation to become a god, he thought he could fulfill his wish and become a divine couple with his master, but despite his expectations, he didn't get any response.
The master still treated him the same as before, and Jinchen suddenly realized that Chenshu had never said who he liked. When he expressed his feelings many times in the past, he just said to wait until he became a god.
Is it possible...
"Could it be that Master has no romantic feelings at all? He doesn't have a crush on anyone."
Jinchen sat by the spirit pond, chatting with the little koi that had just transformed into a human form. "So it seems that he doesn't like me at all."
The little koi cried out, and drank the wine that Jinchen brought slowly, "Doesn't the God love you enough? You are the most beloved in the entire God Realm!"
"This is different," Jinchen was pulling the lotus to play with it in frustration. The young man's temperament remained unchanged, and his peach blossom eyes were wet with dissatisfaction.
"I want to be a divine couple with him, just like the Moon God and the Snow Dragon. Do you think we are alike?"
Ever since Moon God moved in next door as his neighbor, whenever Jin Chen was bored and climbed up the eaves to drink secretly, he would always see him being intimate with his bond partner, Snow Spirit Dragon! This caused him to have a head full of snow every time for no reason!
"It's true." The little koi also gnashed his teeth, wrinkling his red nose, "They always come to my lotus pond for trysts, and every time they get intimate, I freeze!"
Jinchen stripped off the fifth lotus and suddenly stood up, "I've got an idea!"
The little koi fish looked up at him and squeaked in surprise, "Have you thought of a way to make the God like you?"
"I want to go and see if he really has no feelings."
Jinchen put the stripped lotus bud on the little koi's head and left, "Thank you!"
Little Koi: “…” I hate you!
The treasure house of the divine world.
Floating above the seven-colored clouds, surrounded by endless spiritual mist, it is secluded and quiet.
Outside the huge divine gate, two gatekeepers were propped up with their heads, feeling drowsy. The little boy on the far left couldn't help but yawn again.
Jinchen poked half of his head out from the left, observed secretly for a while, and covered his nose with his hand.
"Get going! Go!"
"Ahhh!"
A white-haired Pixiu cub that hadn't learned to talk yet jumped out and farted at the two doormen, who fell to the ground and fell asleep in a few moments.
"Ahh..."
Ling Gungun found a good position to lie on Jinchen's hair and patted his stomach in satisfaction after eating the jeweled spiritual weapon.
Jinchen walked in with arrogance. With Chenshu's divine tablet on him, he could travel freely in all the places in the divine realm.
"Records of Events in the Divine Realm..."
Jin Chen muttered as he entered the last door. Hidden here were records of major events of all the successive gods. If Chen Shu had ever fallen in love, it would definitely be recorded in the records.
He looked at the many filled shelves and suddenly fell into deep thought.
It is said that the elves in the treasure house have special searching techniques, but the problem is that he has never learned them.
Jinchen rolled up his sleeves and turned the place upside down.
"Ah!" Ling Gungun also jumped up excitedly. Jinchen threw aside a few jade slips and it lay on them and started biting them.
However, he couldn't bite it hard and almost broke his newly grown baby teeth. Ling Gungun was so angry that he peed on it.
“Don’t eat this.” Jin Chen held it with disdain and fed it a few divine jades, threatening: “I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years it has been stored. If you eat it, you will get diarrhea!”
Jinchen finally came across the records about the current Lord God. He sat on the ground with the pile of jade slips in his arms, cross-legged, and read through them.
But! There is nothing!
Chen Shu's record in the Records of Events was so little that it seemed like the first day he became a god! What was recorded was all he knew.
But Jinchen clearly remembered that his master had been a god for a long time before he kept his original body in the yard. He didn't know why the past events were not recorded in the book.
All the work in vain.
Jinchen fell backwards and lay on the ground full of jade slips.
"bother!"
"Alas!"
Ling Gungun also followed his example and lay down, spreading his limbs, and his fluffy fur immediately covered his small eyes.
"Ahhh!"
Ling Gungun suddenly flew up and drilled into the spirit bag on Jinchen's waist like a firecracker.
There's movement outside.
"It's right inside! Pavilion Master, Lord God, the thief who broke in is right inside!" the doorman yelled, fearing that he would be held accountable.
Jinchen got up and said, "It's broken."
How come this doorman even invited the master!
Before he could find a hiding place, the divine gate was blasted open.
"Humph! It turns out to be you!" The old immortal master of the pavilion was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
Looking at the entire divine world, this guy is the only one who dares to barge in so brazenly!
Jinchen had no guilt at all, but Chenshu was here and looked unhappy.
"Master..."
He cried out awkwardly, sounding so aggrieved, and there was no trace of the devil he had just been.
Chen Shu's cold jade-like face showed some helplessness. He glanced at the jade slips scattered on the ground and walked forward to call him over.
Jinchen hid behind him, holding the corner of his clothes and saying nothing.
"Your Majesty, this..." Seeing that Chen Shu had no intention of scolding Jin Chen, the Pavilion Master couldn't help but want to persuade him.
"I will take him back and discipline him strictly."
Chen Shu responded calmly, waving his sleeves to restore the treasure pavilion to its original state, "Thank you, Elder, for reinforcing the formation."
Pavilion Master: “…”
He watched Chen Shu and Jin Chen leave, and his beard became even more curled with anger.
What do you mean? You don’t blame the disciple who trespassed, but blame me for the weak formation of the treasure pavilion?
Your Excellency God, you have played a vital role in turning this guy into the mess he is today!
When they returned to the main temple, Chen Shu scolded him, "Why did you go to the treasure pavilion for no reason?"
Jinchen didn't dare to tell the truth. He shook his head in frustration and said nothing. He hugged Chenshu and rubbed him like a spoiled child.
Chen Shu could probably guess it.
He also noticed Jinchen's depression and suspicion these days.
Chen Shu's eyes trembled slightly. He asked Jinchen to stand still and look at him from a distance.
After hundreds of years of cultivation in the divine realm, Jin Chen became more and more handsome, cool and clear, and unconsciously he was a few points taller than him.
It's becoming more and more like the time we met in our first life.
Jinchen frowned. He could see nostalgia in his master's eyes these days. It was really strange. Who was he missing?
And every time I found Master in such an emotion, I felt depressed.
Jin Chen pressed his chest and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Master, what are you thinking about again?"
Chen Shu gently stroked his drooping hair, "I was thinking about why you went to the treasure pavilion. If I don't tell you today, how long will you keep it in your heart?"
Jinchen half closed his peach blossom eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"I want to go and see if Master has no romantic feelings."
"I like you, Master, and I want to be your divine partner, but for hundreds of years, you have always been like this... No one can enter your heart."
Chen Shu's hand, which was stroking his hair, was placed on his cheek. He was silent for a few moments after hearing what he said. When he spoke again, it was a silence that came from hundreds of years of forbearance.
"How do you know I'm not moved?"
