Kill a God

The starving ghost Pei Dongshan studied hard in the cold window of the underworld for three years, and finally got admitted to the management position of the Old God Management Office in the Upper Realm. Although he was just an external employee, this job was a well-known idle position in the three circles. Pei Dongshan had made plans to have a good time, but who knew that after taking office, the transfer order would come faster than the reincarnation of Po Meng. He was seconded to the next Erdaogouzi office for a period of three years. "When the secondment period expires, you can be transferred to the upper realm to be formally established, enjoy unlimited incense, and be listed as a god." Pei Dongshan looked at the gleaming benefits of being promoted to a full-time job and returned to the underworld overnight with the "Village Revitalization Manual". When the three-year period expired and he was about to be transferred back to his original unit, the superior government issued a shiny golden appraisal book for full-time employment. There were only four words on the golden scroll - Kill Qi Chao. Qi Dynasty, who are they? The ninth god since the beginning of the world, and the only old god left in the new god world. Pei Dongshan was dumbfounded. She looked at her thin arms and legs, and then thought about the God of War who was the best in heaven and earth in the classics. For the sake of her own life, she decided to run away. But the opportunity came, and Pei Dongshan learned that Qi Chao, the God of War, had worn out his divine personality and turned into a mortal, now named Qi Jiu. Bad news: Even so, there is a high probability that he will not be able to defeat him. Good news: The target is farming in the lower realm, and what he is farming is Erdaogouzi's responsibility field. ------- Pei Dongshan returned to the human world with the mentality of being a ghost after death, and decided to seek a glimmer of hope. As a result, I didn't expect that the painting style of God of War's Re-employment would be so refined and strange—— The man in the field was wearing an old man's vest that had been washed out of shape. His shoulder muscles could crush walnuts. He was accompanied by a big yellow dog. When he saw him, he laughed and said, "You must be the new Director Pei from Erdaogouzi!" Pei Dongshan stared at the beads of sweat rolling down the other person's bronze skin, and through the gap between the old man's vest and skin that was big enough to open a new chicken steak, he could see his head (? What head)? Where is the promised heroic god of war? The muscle lines are pretty... ——Wait, is this the point now? Also, that big yellow dog next to you must be Qiongqi! …… Qi Jiu's fields are always bustling with activity: Qiongqi's cub, who was raised as a local dog, chases people around, blackbirds disguised as pheasants come to steal the spiritual valley every night, and ancient ferocious beasts roll around in the ground with wild boar skins on their heads. Pei Dongshan, a migrant worker, held the "Modern Agricultural Technology Manual" in his hand and felt sad. "What kind of things are you raising in your farm?" Qi Jiu raised his knife and slaughtered a snow-white head: "Director, try my new braised rabbit head!" Pei Dongshan:...... That's it for now, let's eat first. It smells so good! —————— Qi Chao had many dreams. Sometimes it was an ancient battlefield filled with blood, and he stood on a pile of corpses with only a blood-stained long knife in his hand. Sometimes it was a farmyard with smoke curling up. He was standing by the stove fire, with a noisy person behind him. In the most bizarre dream, there was a little fried-haired yinzi in his arms. While stuffing food into his mouth, he muttered: "I will kill you when I find a chance." Until that day when the chaos broke through and memories came flooding back. A knife was placed against his heart in his sleep. Pei Dongshan turned over and pressed the person in his arms. His eyes were deep and he kissed the familiar blade: "You are here to kill me, why use a knife?" Pei Dongshan kicked his lower abdomen with his knee angrily, then turned over and fell asleep. "My birthday gift to you is a broken knife. Hold it in your arms and kiss it. Do you want love?" Qi Jiu stared, and what he had snatched away was the Minghong Sword, the divine weapon that had been with him in battles for thousands of years. ———— Poor-tongued foodie Shou × Taciturn God of War Falling in love with a god destined to die Reading Guide 1. Shuangjie, HE 2. Farming old man is just a way of saying it. Qi Jiuhua also has strong muscles and likes to wear old man's vest. 3. The first draft of the copy was written on February 11, 2025, and will be revised during the subsequent conceptualization process. Motto: Time will not wear away love