My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 268 - Chapter 268: Chapter 98: Hey, Don't Die on Me! (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe!)_4

Chapter 268: Chapter 98: Hey, Don’t Die on Me! (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe!)_4
 

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“I, I really am not,” Zhang Shunlong’s face flushed with color.

“Then what are you? The Earth God from Peach Blossom Forest?” she teased him again.

The youth glanced at himself, noticing his clothes stained with mud and looking dirty and disheveled.

“I am neither, there has never been an Earth God as young as me.”

“Eh, who says that the Earth God has to be an old man? My mother said that according to the legend, the Earth God is very handsome,” the girl lifted her head proudly, flaunting her knowledge.

The young man, seeing the girl beneath the peach blossoms looking like a fairy, lost himself for a moment. When he came to, he saw that she was blushing, glaring at him.

“Why are you staring at me like that? What I said is true.”

The youth shyly lowered his head.

“Is that so, then I am the Earth God.”

“Hahaha, I was just joking, you beggar, you really can’t take a joke,” the girl laughed heartily.

“Where could you be the Earth God, if you were, wouldn’t that make you a celestial being?”

The boy was both ashamed and bashful, scratching his cheek, at a loss for words.

The girl laughed for a while, wiping away the tears brought on by laughter, and asked, “What’s your name? Little beggar, you still haven’t answered me.”

The boy hurriedly responded, “I’m really not a beggar. My name is Zhang Shunlong, you must remember that.”

“Zhang Shunlong? The character for ‘dragon’ is reserved for describing the Emperor, will you be able to become the Emperor in the future?”

The boy awkwardly looked upwards, “Probably not.”

The girl said with a smile, “It’s okay, neither can I.”

Having said this, the girl stood up, patting off the mud-stained red skirt, “Alright, I need to get back home, you should head back too.”

The girl was about to leave.

The boy hastily called out to her.

“What’s your name?”

At this, the girl paused in her tracks, turned her head with a smile, showing her teeth, “You want to know?”

The boy nodded.

The girl stuck out her tongue, “I won’t tell you.”

With that, the girl ran off quickly.

It was only after the girl had left that the boy came back to his senses. Looking around, he realized that he still had no idea how to leave.

He should have left with the girl just now.

In his helplessness, the boy picked up a peach branch and began drawing circles on the ground, hoping his father would find him soon.

As he was thinking this, a moist breath whispered at his ear.

“Well, my name is Yuting, Liu Yuting. Is it a nice name?”

The boy was startled and suddenly stood up, feeling his forehead bump into something.

Then a girl’s cry of pain echoed in his ears.

Looking up, he saw the girl who had just left, not knowing when she had returned, standing there with her nose covered, looking a bit angry at him.

The boy hurriedly tried to smooth things over with a smile, then, confused, asked, “You, why did you come back?”

At this, the girl took her hand away from her nose, slightly embarrassed as she wriggled, “I, I got lost.”

“Do you know how to get out?”

The boy laughed out loud.

“You’re lost too.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“I wasn’t laughing.”

“Hmph, you clearly laughed out loud. It’s getting late; we should find a way out,” she said.

“I think it’s unlikely, I’m lost too.”

“Ah?”

The girl and boy looked at each other in silence, the girl puffing out her lips, the boy struggling to hold back his laughter.

As they looked on, Zhang Shunlong’s face was once again streaming with tears.

Bending down, under the peach blossoms, he laid her body there.

Silently digging the earth beneath the peach blossoms.

His fingers were scratched by stones mixed with the soil, drops of blood falling, yet he seemed unaware, tirelessly digging.

Behind him, Liu Hao and Mrs. Wu, having followed, stood silently watching the scene.

Liu Hao, despite his reluctance to interfere, did not want Zhang Shunlong to bury his daughter there; if she was to be buried, it should be in the ancestral grounds of the Liu Family.

He was about to speak.

Mrs. Wu stopped him.

Mrs. Wu looked much more haggard, her gaze shifting to the girl lying among the flowers, her face filled with even deeper sorrow.

“Let him be, Yuting would probably not want to go back to the ancestral grounds either,” she said.

Hearing this, Liu Hao hesitated, then nodded.

After watching for a moment, Mrs. Wu took Liu Hao and left.

Zhang Shunlong did not notice Mrs. Wu and Liu Hao in the distance; he silently buried the girl, lying serene as if asleep, beneath the peach tree.

After neatly patting down the grave with his hands, he sat alone beneath the peach tree, gazing up at the clouds in the sky that they had once looked at together.

Perhaps it was the pain reaching a limit, or perhaps it was the rush of memories flowing into his heart, but a sudden illumination darted through his mind.

Like a bright shooting star, it streaked across the dark firmament.

Waves of enlightenment flickered within him, leaving Zhang Shunlong bewildered and lost.

A strong longing surged within him, a desire for power, a yearning to overturn this world filled with the privileged, a thirst to fight against injustice.

Zhang Shunlong was unaware that his body began to emit a warm glow.

Brilliant beams of golden light, like flowing luminescence, burst forth from his body, illuminating all around.

His eyes glistened with golden brilliance, his entire aura and demeanor seeming to shift, as he lifted his gaze to the heavens.

The heavens at this moment underwent tumultuous changes.

The golden radiance from his body formed a pillar of light, steadily rising towards the heavens.

Zhang Shunlong looked at the heavens, then at the aura about his body, and murmured.