The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Back at Siyou Mountain, Anxian was no longer as angry as before seeing the broken buildings and flower fields.

The flower field is very large, and the damaged part is only one-third. As long as the root system is intact, it can be restored for a period of time. What is really more troublesome is that more than a dozen spiritual vegetation have been dug away. If it were ordinary plants, Anxian might not be able to retrieve them, but those plants were carefully cultivated by her, and many of them had already produced special varieties of primary intelligence. They digging up these spiritual plants undoubtedly left her with a chance to come and settle accounts.

Anxian has a hunch that those spiritual plants are likely to be the key to opening the door of the institute. This matter is not in a hurry for the time being, they dug away the spiritual roots, it must be for research, and will not easily destroy them.

An Xian looked at his own small building again. JC had already collected the evidence and was ready to start repairs. However, she intends to take this opportunity to re-plan and build a mansion on the top of Siyou Mountain in accordance with the pattern of the martial art, arrange the formations, divide the buildings and build the pavilion, and form a realm of its own. Then take this as the center and gradually expand outward. As for the small building where she lives now, it will be used as a place to receive foreign visitors and care for the flower fields in the future.

While thinking about it, An Xian suddenly sensed an abnormal spiritual power fluctuation. She quickly converged her mind, and instantly came to the basement where He Lin was.

There was a fiery red in front of him, and the hot breath rushed into his face, as if he was in the boiling magma. At the center of the formation, the ashes that He Lin had turned into had disappeared, replaced by a fierce flame.

An Xian realized that He Rin's Nirvana was imminent, and immediately pinched the law to **** him.

The surrounding temperature continued to rise, the tossing heat wave blew her long hair and clothes, and a little spark ignited all over her, constantly drawing on her spiritual power.

An Xian resisted the burning of the flames and tried his best to guide He Rin to Nirvana.

I don’t know how long it took, the raging flames suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of wings, hovering and condensing in the air, gradually forming a vague figure, and then turning from virtual to real, head, neck, torso, limbs...Nirvana plastic body, Rise from the ashes.

He Lin, floating in the flames, slowly opened his eyes and stared at Anxian not far away. A pair of burning eyes clearly reflected the figure shrouded in sparks.

After a while, He Lin closed his eyes again, and the surrounding flames formed a vortex around him, merged into his body, the fire was extinguished, and the basement was instantly dimmed.

With a plop, He Lin fell to the ground, completely naked, without a single hair, just like a newly born bald phoenix.

An Xian stepped forward to check his condition, except that his temperature was somewhat high, other physical signs were normal.

He not only regained a new life, but also successfully built the foundation, taking a crucial step in the path of spiritual practice.

Anxian was joyful in his heart, moved him to the bed, fed him a pill that strengthened his roots, observed for a moment, and left the basement.

The next day, An Xian contacted a construction team to help her repair the small building. The damage of the small building is mainly concentrated in the master bedroom on the second floor. The main body of the house has not been damaged. You only need to repair the walls and re-add some furniture, and you can move in.

An Xian stayed in Siyou Mountain temporarily to count the losses and sort out the flower fields. The Lion Guards were summoned by her. During this time, she began to consider the possibility of arranging formations at the entrance to the mountain. She hadn't thought about it before. One was because there were not enough spirit stones, and the other was because Siyou Mountain was not her industry. Now that these concerns no longer exist, she can protect her territory in her own way.

In the process of sorting out the flower fields, Anxian picked some pretty good flowers and packed them into bouquets. The rest were dried into dried flowers, added with medicinal materials, and made into scented tea bags with different functions, which were given to the pollen as gifts. These flowers are full of aura and long-lasting fragrance, which is very good for the body. Pollens also reciprocate their love, donate money and materials, and do their best to support their beloved male god.

Anxian doesn't care about the loss of property, but cherishes the sincere maintenance of the pollen.

One loss and one gain, one drink and one peck, you have your own self-evidence.

Anxian holds video conferences with Segler and others every day to keep abreast of the progress of the mental hospital in order to deal with emergencies.

Nothing major happened in the past few days, and the patient's handover was smooth. The focus of the outside world has mostly shifted to the war on Asai Island and He Lin's disappearance. The two countries had the same caliber, and both claimed that this was a tragedy caused by the battle between He Lin and another S-level fortifier, concealing the death toll and death status of the soldiers.

People who don't know the truth scolded on the Internet. On the one hand, they mourned for the sacrificed soldiers, and on the other hand, they fought for the territorial rights of Asei Island. They did not doubt the official statement. They have no idea what cruel truth is hidden in this war.

Now, the only person who knows the truth is He Lin, who has come back from the dead.

It seemed to have had a long dream. When He Lin opened his eyes again, the world was completely different.

He looked around with a confused face, then got up from the bed, walked staggeringly a few steps, followed his feelings, walked slowly out of the basement, through a secret door, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The bright sunshine, the swaying flowers, the warm breeze, the refreshing fragrance... He Lin looked at all of this foolishly, and there was an indescribable sense of happiness in his heart.

At this time, a slender figure appeared in the broad vision, as if a touch of light in the heavy color, instantly quieting the gorgeous world.

He Lin did not hesitate at all, and took a step forward, like a gust of wind, rushing towards her quickly.

The busy life in the flower field seemed to have a sense of peace. As soon as he was about to turn around, he was hugged with a warm breath, as if being wrapped in a ball of flame.

"You're awake." An Xian took a step back and looked at the man in front of him.

She was naked, she was naked, she didn't even have eyebrows. He has a strong body, smooth skin, a mature and handsome face, showing a childlike simple expression, a pair of clear eyes, looking at Anxian with admiration.

At this time, he was like a blank sheet of paper, almost like a newborn baby, but after all, Nirvana rebirth is different from reincarnation. The original memory will soon be restored as he adapts.

Seeing this look, An Xian wanted to laugh a little. The S-class powerhouse, the majestic and ruthless male **** whom everyone admired, turned into a pretty bald older child.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise the headline will definitely become "Surprised to see the bald hair He Shen Huatian luo Ben".

At this moment, a sound of earth-shaking grunt came from He Lin's abdomen.

An Xian glanced down subconsciously, and then inevitably saw a bare pillar.

He quickly retracted his gaze and put a mosaic in his head, calmly saying: "Let's go, go back to eat."

Thinking about it carefully, this guy seems to have never eaten since he came back from Asai Island.

Like a little chicken, He Lin followed An Xian into the small building.

An Xian dressed him, placed him on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen to prepare meals.

After sitting for less than five seconds, He Lin stepped on her slippers and touched the kitchen, rubbing against An Xian, watching her cooking ingredients curiously, and cheating her hands from time to time.

An Xian did not drive him out, but took out another ingredient and taught him how to deal with it.

He Lin studied very seriously, with a happy smile on his face. Without experiencing the baptism of the world, the ups and downs of the human heart, like the purest jade, meticulously carves everything he sees.

The two of them worked in the kitchen for more than two hours to prepare the food. They made two servings of each dish. One was made by Anxian and the other was made by He Lin. Both the portion and the presentation are almost the same. .

He "Baby"’s learning ability surprised An Xian. You must know that when she was cooking just now, she used medicine and luck, and He Lin just looked at the shape, and based on her own understanding, made a difference with her. Few dishes.

However, after An Xian had really tasted it, she realized that she had come to a conclusion too early. The same steps, the same heat, and the same seasonings have produced a completely different taste. Anxian is to maximize the taste while preserving the nutrition of the food; while He Lin completely abandons the taste and only retains the nutrition of the food.

It is conceivable that the food He Rin cooks is... cruel, and he is a little suspicious of life when he eats leisurely. After all, their appearance is really good. Who can tell that this is a dark dish?

All the food on the table finally entered He Lin's stomach, and there was no residue left. If it were not for the oily reflections, An Xian would almost think that these dishes had been cleaned.

After the meal, An Xian made a packet of digestive tea for He Lin, and then took him out for a walk. The Lion Guard also followed, and he got along well with He Lin along the way.

Sitting on the grass, watching He Lin playing with the Lion Guard, Anxian knew that he couldn't let others discover his existence, at least until he recovered his memory.

"He Lin, come here." An Xian waved to He Lin.

He Lin ran over, squatted in front of her, looking at her with shining eyes.

"Mother."

A "mother" caught off guard, abruptly blocked An Xian's words that he was about to say.

What's going on these days? People call her "mother" everywhere? Even if you want to call it, you should call it "Dad", right? !

An Xian handed He Lin a pill: "Take it."

He Lin took the pill, threw it into his mouth without thinking, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

But for a while, He Rin’s facial muscles began to wriggle strangely, the brow bones were raised, the corners of the eyes were elongated, and the chin was sharpened. Although it was only a partial adjustment, his appearance had undergone earth-shaking changes. In addition, he had bald eyebrows, even if he was familiar with him. I’m afraid it’s hard to recognize people.

An Xian asked him to take Yi Rong Dan just now, which can randomly change a person's appearance (the so-called "random" means that I don't know what will become after taking Yi Rong Dan), and the effect is only two months. If there are no accidents, two months later, he should regain his memory.

"Mom, do you have any more?" He Lin patted his stomach, feeling that he could eat dozens or hundreds more.

An Xian looked at him dumbly and said, "Don't call me'mother'."

"Aren't you my'mother'?" He Lin perfectly inherited the phoenix's nestling complex, and regarded the person "born" as his mother. For him, "mother" represents the person who created him, and has nothing to do with gender.

"...If you must call it, call it'Dad'." An Xian went black on a whim. After someone recovers his memory, I don't know what to think of this dark history.

"Dad." He Lin called out obediently.

An Xian patted his bald head appreciatively and rewarded him with a candy: young man, promising!

He Lin smiled sweetly with sugar in his heart.

Comparing him with the former and looking at him now, An Xian suddenly couldn't bear to look directly at him.

A few days later, after the repair of the flower field was completed, An Xian took He Lin to the mental hospital with him. No way, a certain "baby" is now unable to take care of himself and cannot do without people. The mental hospital is currently the most suitable place for him to live in, and no one will doubt his IQ.

The author has something to say:

small theater--

He Lin: Huahua~

An Xian: No big or small, called "Dad".

He Lin: ...I'm out of trouble, and I'll pay it back one day sooner or later.