The Immortal Official Came Down to Earth to Farm and Support His Husband.

Copywriting: Xie Yunlan had been a little immortal with no incense for a thousand years, and was fed up with the farce of the gods in the heavens competing for merit. Carrying half a bag of medicinal seeds, he went straight to Qingzhu Village, the most remote part of Jiuhuang Continent, built a leaky medicine hut, and lived by treating the villagers in exchange for coarse grains. The days were pure, but strange things happened one after another - there were always shadows following him in the mountain fog, cries came from the abandoned old house in the middle of the night, and the ancient well at the head of the village glowed green late at night. When he goes to the mountains to collect medicine, there are always men in black to protect him from wild beasts. When evil spirits enter the village at night, there is always someone to clear them out first. Even his cotton-padded jacket with holes in it would be mended with crooked stitches the next day. The man wore a silver mask and spoke as little as a gourd with his mouth cut off. Xie Yunlan baked half an extra piece of whole-grain cake every day and passed it to him across the fence. He always felt that the other party looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Until Tianjie came to snatch the fragments of the Mountain and Sea Pearl, and the mask fell to the ground in the melee. He looked at the old scar on the side of the face - the memory suddenly returned. The little beggar who sewed him a medicine basket strap in the snow thousands of years ago, the boy who jumped into the middle of the tide to help him block the turbid tide. The person he had been looking for for a thousand years and thought was gone has turned out to be by his side. Xuan Yuan kept this secret from him for a thousand years. She didn't dare to take off her mask or get close, for fear that her turbid aura would contaminate the medicinal fragrance at the bottom of his sleeves. But Xie Yunlan didn't care at all. He tore apart the heavenly thrones, smashed the immortals' frames, and held Xuan Yuan's hand throughout the Nine Wastelands: building dams, building fortresses, collecting spiritual debris, and saving the common people. Tianjie asked him if he was crazy and wanted to hang out with a turbid monster. Xie Yunlan squatted on the field ridge and ate coarse grain cakes, and glanced sideways at them: "He is the person I have been waiting for a thousand years, who do you think you are?" Later, the thousand-year turbid tide broke out, and the two of them tried their best to seal it. The old and decayed gods have been abolished, and the new gods only care about merits and not incense. Everyone thought that Xie Yunlan would return to heaven to become the savior of the world, but he turned around and took Xuan Yuan back to the small medicine house in Qingzhu Village. When the wind blows through the bamboo shoots, he squats on the edge of the field to plant herbs, and there is always someone around to protect him from the sun. The warm baked whole-grain cake was handed to my hand - there would never be a cold cake in the future. Small Theater One day, Xie Yunlan was digging through old things and found half a piece of coarse grain cake that had been sealed by spiritual power for thousands of years. Turning around, he saw that the tips of Xuan Yuan's ears, which had always been expressionless, turned red. He said awkwardly: "I didn't want to eat what you gave me back then." Xie Yunlan smiled and leaned over to kiss him: "From now on, I will bake it for you for the rest of my life. I don't care." 1. Gentle and transparent medical skills are at full level, attacked by a taciturn and affectionate loyal dog, 1v1 double clean, HE 2. Slow farming daily life + light and strange line + fairy salvation line, the emotional line is sprinkled with sugar throughout the whole process, save Redemption is super sweet Reading Guide In that turbid tide thousands of years ago, he broke off the last half of a coarse grain cake to a little beggar, and in a blink of an eye he jumped into the center of the tide. Thousands of years later, he was living in seclusion in a deserted village, but the old cakes outside the fence were secretly collected and sealed into his spiritual power without being touched. This article is slow to read, the daily life of farming is light and magical, and the gentle guardianship of Mensao Gong makes every chapter filled with fine pieces of sugar. The entire text has been saved and will be updated daily. Once you enter the pit, you will feel safe. If you like it, please give it a thumbs up and support it. 3. The one who is in charge of the Super League will be jealous and super protective of his wife, while the one who is in charge of the Super League will be gentle and straightforward. The two of them will work together to build a career and have a lot of fun. Purpose: Not only sweet love, but also saving the world