Song Song walked over and tiptoed to touch his head, his hair was so soft it didn’t seem like sothing from the mortal world, like the water from a mountain spring, yet as hard as steel. Still, the strands flowed through her fingertips, the feeling was simply too wondrous—
At this mont, she finally believed he might really be a...god.
A god fallen into the mortal realm.
"Great-grandpa, didn’t you say you were very lonely?" Song Song asked with a smile.
"A bit," the man said. "But once I destroy this place, I’ll find so people to play with again. I...can’t stay in one place for too long; it would look too strange."
Song Song thought the man was quite endearing; he was a literal embodint of ’strange.’
Instead of this hit-and-run warfare mode, it might be better to just...blend in with them.
Song Song asked with a sly grin, "Great-grandpa, aren’t you the one who can change faces? Transform yourself, then live with us. Anyway, we know your identity, no need to hide around us. Besides, I believe Xiao Jinghuai has the ability to help you find a reliable and aningful place to work."
"Reliable and aningful place to work?" The man’s expression was a bit odd, "That brat is not mature enough, what kind of reliable job could he find for ? It’ll definitely be incredibly boring."
Song Song’s face turned greenish again, she thought: To soone as old as the sky, everyone seems immature.
If anyone dared to call Xiao Jinghuai immature, she’d be the first to jump in and fight—
Well, okay, he is indeed a bit clingy at tis.
Thinking of this, Song Song felt her face suddenly heat up. She quickly shook off her thoughts and said seriously, "Great-grandpa, I’m serious. If you go sowhere else, find another bunch of people to play with, what if they are boring and not as fun as us? Do you have to keep searching?"
The man stroked his chin, unexpectedly finding these words sowhat...reasonable.
"But I still need to find Guoguo. If I always stay in one place, how can I find her?"
"She probably doesn’t want to see , maybe reincarnated as a dog, a cat, a snake, or even a flower or grass... Perhaps, to avoid seeing , she was willing to let her soul disperse. Hah, she’d definitely do sothing so heartless."
"So annoying—"
Song Song wanted to laugh because she never expected the normally unapproachable and almighty "great-grandpa" to turn into a bumbling, stamring, awkward young man at the ntion of the girl nad "Guoguo."
"Ahem." Song Song composed herself, "Great-grandpa, I think you should really have a good talk with Xiao Jinghuai. He’s quite skilled at finding people. Does Guoguo have any distinctive features?"
"Like a birthmark or sothing—"
"Let think." The man seed so helpless he almost squatted in the corner drawing circles.
"Her lips were bitten by once, and then I wanted to seal the mark with a charm, but she wouldn’t let ; she insisted I lift it, saying it was too ugly and affected her appearance. We argued for three days and nights; I couldn’t resist, so I lifted it. Does that count?"
"..." Song Song looked at his eyes, which seed tinged with a hint of purple and a touch of dark blue, her mouth twitching several tis, "Great-grandpa, you’re clearly showing off your love. Normal wounds heal quickly, not to ntion...she might have already reincarnated."
The man instantly looked defeated, "Does that not count?"
"Of course not." Song Song figured he had lived too long and beca inherently naive, "Think of sothing else."
"Oh." The man hung his head even lower.
Song Song felt uncomfortable looking at him and was about to comfort him when she saw his eyes suddenly shine, their purple-blue hue suddenly changed to a pale gold—
Like the clouds at the horizon tinged with Buddhist light.
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