[Homeless Ghost from Hell x Gentle Flower Goddess from Fairyland]
[The soul is scattered]
——Five hundred years of acquaintance with the Immortal——
When he woke up again, the world was no longer fighting between immortals and demons, and was in a peaceful and prosperous age.
One year in the mortal world is one day in the world of immortals and demons.
I actually... Slept for three hundred years, and slept in the ghost world for three hundred years.
Three hundred years later, when Wu Fanzhi pushed open the coffin and crawled out of the earth, he was discovered by the ghost master of the ghost world and was beaten back with a hoe by the ghost envoy. His head was covered with blood, his brains were flowing out, and he was buried back again.
The ghost who escaped from the ghost world unexpectedly broke into the Luohua Mountain in the fairy world. It is said that there is a flower god living here. He is the only flower god in the world and has never lost his job.
When he saw him for the first time... Wu Fanzhi felt that this man's appearance was better than anyone else's. He was the most handsome man he had ever seen.
Homeless ghosts just want a home.
Wu Fanzhi said to the immortal in front of him sincerely: "Exalted Immortal, I only want a home and nothing else."
But the immortal said: "Since you have never had a home, why do you want a home?"
Later, Wu Fanzhi said to the immortal: "Shangxian, you once asked me why I want a home. Now I have the answer, because I want to be with you, so the place where the immortal is, is my home."
That night, the immortal was confused and panicked.
Three hundred years ago, the Three Realms were in chaos. Three hundred years later, there is peace in the three realms.
I saw that this prosperous world was getting further and further away from me.
Homeless ghosts, when will they have a home?
Wu Fanzhi's obsession became deeper and deeper: "When will I become an adult? And when will I become an immortal and be with the immortal?"
That day, the sky was full of fireworks and the lights were dim. One fairy and one ghost stood in the middle of the bridge, looking at the colorful river lanterns flowing slowly on the lake.
A voice came from Wu Fanzhi's ear: "You once said you wanted a family, and I seem to want it too. Can you..." When the immortal said this, his eyes glowed softly, "Are you willing?"
Three hundred years of living with immortals, two hundred years of living in the same room with immortals.
Five hundred years later, Wu Fanzhi was caught by the ghost master of the ghost world and forcibly taken away. Rather than being buried alive in a coffin, it is better to say that I am going home.
But since when, the coffin has become Wu Fanzhi's home.
My god, my immortal, when will you take me home...
The mortal world is prosperous, but he cannot see the sun and can only walk with an umbrella. A child told him that the sun was very warm, but when he stretched out his hand, it was full of heat.
Immortal, you have lost me.
One day, his god said to him.
"Let's go home. I'm holding your hand, so you won't get lost again." The immortal's smile was like a light in his heart, and it was the only hope he had in the past hundreds of years to rely on others.
Intention: Get out of hell and move towards the light
