Picked up a Male Flower God

[Recommended pre-collection article "Big Brother is Looking for Passerby"] Shi Yao traveled back in time to an orphan girl from a farm, and picked up a mud sculpture with blooming branches to use as a flower stand. She picked the most beautiful flowers and put them on it every day, but the sculpture recognized them as offerings. One day, Shi Yao had a dream in which she was told to worship God with hymns. After waking up from the dream, Shi Yao: Wow, there is a god! So in addition to picking flowers, she would praise the clay sculptures every day before going to bed. One day, the male Flower Goddess, who was so praised that his face turned red, appeared. The handsome and gentle Flower Goddess pretended to be fierce and angry and said: "You are... Presumptuous and disrespectful to God. You... Do you know your sin!" Wow, it's really divine! Shi Yao blinked and apologized seriously, and the casual and perfunctory compliments turned into serious praises, but the Flower God couldn't feel comfortable at all. After gaining the power of faith, the Flower God concentrated again and reminded her in a low voice: "Just... Just be the same as before." Shi Yao bargained: "Then let me touch your hand." The male flower god was so frightened that he retracted his hands into his sleeves, and the tips of his ears turned crimson: "You are so presumptuous!" Shi Yao explained seriously with eyes wide open: "I'm at a loss for words recently because I can't imagine how holy and beautiful God's hands are. I have to touch and see them before I can come up with a convincing compliment." The redness on the tips of the ears crept up to the neck. Shi Yao kept up his efforts: "Have I spoken less recently?" He pinched his sleeves and asked hesitantly: "Is this true?" Shi Yao: "It's true." In a world where gods and ghosts coexist, gods are born due to people's faith. When new gods are born, old gods fall. Nowadays, the female flower god is in power, and her followers stretch thousands of miles. The remaining male flower god lost her last believer and was about to disappear, but was picked up by Shi Yao. She saw the most beautiful flowers and listened to the most beautiful words. PS: 1. It is a warm story of easy healing. 2. Daily update, 12 noon, please ask for leave if you have something to do. 3. Recommend the serialized article "They Want Me to Become a Boss from Another World". 4. Recommend the completed article "Getting the Little White Flower Character in the Villain Camp". —————————————————————— Copywriting of "Big Brother is Looking for Passerby": I am an extremely ordinary passer-by in the literature about cultivating immortals. No qualifications, no backdoor, and no adventure. I carry water, weed and plant spiritual fields every day, and listen to my colleagues exaggerating about my senior brother during breaks. The eldest brother is extremely talented and the most handsome man in the world. I don't know how many admirers there are, but they only love his little junior sister. This has nothing to do with me. But who asked Senior Brother to save me? In fact, it doesn't matter. The people my senior brother has saved are like crucian carp crossing the river, and I am just an inconspicuous passerby. I still joined the senior brother's praise group. Every day, I compete with my colleagues to see who can praise my senior brother to the highest level. I thought life would go on like this. I carried water, weeded and planted spiritual fields, and then I praised my senior brother. Before I reached the advanced level when I was thirty, I went down the mountain to buy a piece of land, grow vegetables and raise chickens. After all, I know nothing except farming. That day, a disciple covered in blood brought back news—— The elder brother is dead. Colleagues were shocked: How is that possible? ! Yes, how is that possible? The sect sent people to search five times, but they couldn't even see the bones of the senior brother. I heard that the junior sister cried until she fainted, the sect leader turned a few hairs gray, and all the women in the sect had their menstruation postponed due to grief. I was halfway through my grief when I suddenly remembered that my period was at the end of the month. It's mid-month now. —————— Sad as it is, life has to go on. Very few people in the sect mentioned Senior Brother again, but I had a dream. In my dream, my senior brother saved me. I sat on the bedside all night, thinking about a reason. People, you still have to be grateful. Passerby A is also a human being. So I packed my bags and took the task of going down the mountain to find my senior brother. I didn't say anything to anyone, for fear that they would laugh at me. —————— I walked on top of mountains and seas for three months. The place was covered with heavy snow, and it was completely white. There was nothing there, not even a body, let alone a senior brother. I had low cultivation level and no experience, so I slipped and fell into the icy lake. I thought I was dead. I had some regrets before I died. Although the senior brother saved me, even though I like the senior brother a little bit. But in comparison, my life is still more important than senior brother. —————— I didn't die. The body of the senior brother was also found. We were used as human flesh by monsters and dried on the roof of the cave. Also hanging upside down are those sect disciples who failed to return. They were frozen into icicles. The monsters are tired of eating frozen meat and want to eat something fresh. I was dragged out and the knife was held at my neck. The monster boss stared at me for a moment, then suddenly laughed and the table was slapped. I think it is happy to think of new ways to eat. Sure enough, it was going to eat my heart. —————— I exchanged my heart for the body of my senior brother. —————— People will die without their heart. I'm not dead. —————— It hurts so much. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Can a living person really feel such pain? Or am I already dead? I'm going to die. —————— One cannot live without a heart. I stuffed my senior brother's heart into my chest. It's jumping. —————— Senior brother is not dead, and neither am I. Very nice. Senior Brother, my ears and eyes are both damaged, and my spiritual veins are blocked, so I can't bring me back to the sect. Sad. I lied to him. Say my name is Xiaolu. After all, a person will die without a heart. And I am still alive, and so is my senior brother. —————— I spent all my savings to buy a house, grow vegetables and raise chickens in front of the house. You can kill one every day to replenish your body for senior brother. Senior brother said he likes me. It seems that the chicken I bought is not an ordinary chicken. Senior brother ate too much. Overdone. Senior Brother said again that he would take me back. He didn't mention his junior sister, nor did he ask how he could be saved. The senior brother must have found out that the heart is his and wanted to trick me into going back and poaching it away. I touched my chest, reluctant to let go. One cannot live without a heart. I ran away. Pick up all the chickens. These chickens are not ordinary chickens and can be sold at a good price. I can buy another house and continue growing vegetables and raising chickens. —————— I couldn't buy a house, and I couldn't grow vegetables and raise chickens. My fellow disciples who were coming down the mountain saw me selling chickens and said they thought I had died down the mountain. I'm back to the sect. Continue to carry water, weed and plant spiritual fields. During the break, my colleague said that the senior brother was back. They all said, The senior brother was saved by the junior sister. Bullshit. I am angry. I obviously exchanged my heart for it. Fraud. Motto: Gentle people deserve kindness.