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The sound of the dry and heavy clay boards stacked on top of each other was as soft as the breath of a soft moth. It was the strength of Hades' fingers that controlled them from making noise.

He sat on the reclining chair with his back straight, the folds of long linen hanging from his waist to his ankles like a fan, the mud board was firmly on his fingers without any rubbing sound, he lowered his head slightly and looked at it for a while Just deal with it and let it go.

He repeated this action countless times, each time the processing time was very short.

Persephone had just taken a shower, and she was sitting sideways on the eight-legged ebony chair to dry her hair. She let more than half of her hair hang down on the back of the woven leather chair, and she took a handful and stroked it carefully to see if it was dry. flowers and leaves.

Every time the flowers bloom most fiercely in the morning, the petals are flying all over the head in the afternoon, and the flowers will start to slump and fail to fall to the ground in the evening.Especially when Hades put away the black mist and she couldn't collect it by herself, the law of flowers blooming and withering was more obvious.

Persephone threw away the wild flowers he had picked up, and aimed at Hades.The plump black mist sometimes rested on Hades' shoulders like a cloud, sometimes lay at his feet like a dog, and more often turned into a black robe and draped over his body.

There are so many patterns, occasionally a few wisps sneak up to wrap around her feet, just a few wisps every day, and she relies on these few wisps of mist to get her spirits up.

She couldn't deny that she wanted Hades' fog.

Then she remembered the dream she fell asleep in the arena. In the dream, she was really playing against Hades. Obviously, in reality, she was greedy for the fog, but in the dream, she was greedy for the fog.

This sense of contrast made her silently stuff this dream back into the corner of her memory to get dusty, don't even think about it, even if the dream is reversed.

Not daring to look at Hades too much, Persephone turned her attention to the flowers in her hair. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that her hair was a little darker.

Is it because of the light?After all, there is no sun here, only the bonfire oil lamps that are endless day and night provide the light source. This kind of light will indeed distort the color of things.

There is no mirror here either, after traveling for so long, she only struggled to see her own appearance through the clean spring water in the bathroom.Although the water surface is blurry and distorted, it can be seen that the facial features are correct and there is no crooked nose or mouth.

And she didn't feel any big bumps on her skin, so there was a high probability that she was a normal-looking passerby.

Persephone looked at it for a while, and then saw a dejected little flower hidden in her hair, she stretched out her hand to pinch it expressionlessly, cut off its small neck and threw it away.

After finding almost all the flowers, she put her quick-dried long hair on one shoulder, leaned against the back of the chair, and continued to look around for nothing to do.

Only the plants remained on the murals, and the animals and figures were moved to the walls of the colonnade outside. I was used to the golden ground and simple furniture, and Persephone finally had to turn her attention back to the owner of the house.

The way Hades was processing his work in silence, he really looked like an emotionless and overly pale statue, sitting on a reclining chair with the same posture as sitting on a throne, so cold and powerful that it made people frightened.

Even the arms are lifted, and they are stable without any burden without supports.

Persephone couldn't help but rubbed her arm, just looking at her made him feel sore, but the good news is that he didn't change his mind anymore, although he didn't know how long this state could last, but he finally saw him get rid of being trapped. The days of arrow manipulation.

It was the fact that Hades hadn't talked to her about drawing the arrow again, which made her a little uneasy.

Persephone was sitting, and her unfocused attention returned to the ground. Several rolls of parchment were rolled not far from the chair. As long as Hades was there, none of the ghosts inside would dare to show their heads.

She put her hands on her knees very boldly, and leaned forward to read the words on the paper.

It is a font that she does not understand at all. The cuneiform font combined with various small arrow strokes has an ancient and delicate charm.

Good-looking is good-looking, but...

Persephone looked expressionlessly at the roll of parchment next to her, with all kinds of cute lines on it.

Good-looking is good-looking, but...

Persephone looked at a piece of papyrus that was farther away, with all kinds of grotesque patterns and many birds.

Although I understand the bird, but... I don't know what it means.

With a headache, Persefine stretched out her hand and rubbed the acupuncture point between her eyes. As an illiterate time traveler, she couldn't wait to die like this, but she couldn't find a teacher to teach her in the surrounding environment.

Could she still ask Hades for advice?

Persephone thought about it seriously, those moving paper figures couldn't speak.The only ones who could talk were the three old men, but she was very sure that if it wasn't for Hades' sake, the three serious old men wouldn't compare themselves to her at all.

So after going around in a circle, I can only focus on Hades.

She has only two choices.

The first is to choose to continue to be illiterate, and then be so bored that you stare at the ground and count bricks or pillars every day.Even if he had the opportunity to return to the earth in the future, he would be a blind man who would be slaughtered.

The second is to beg Hades to be a teacher at the risk of arousing Hades' animal nature.

Persephone didn't have time to finish tangling, and saw a pale hand appearing on the papyrus. She stopped thinking about fighting and raised her head, and saw Hades picking up the paper silently like a ghost.

At this moment, the decision was made like lightning and thunder.

Without hesitation, she stretched out her hand to pick up the parchment, thinking that it was full of ghosts, she shook her hand.However, under the encouragement of the righteous light of love to learn, he stooped firmly to pack up all the parchment and clay tablets farther away.

She hugged a bunch of things, and just about to give Hades a flattering dog-leg smile, she remembered again that he forbade her to laugh, and immediately suppressed it, almost without twitching the corners of her mouth.

"Are you ready to deal with business? I'll clean it up for you."

Persephone was afraid that she might not be tidying up quickly enough, so Hades finished tidying up and immediately put the things on the table.He quickly turned to the side of the couch to re-stack the messy mud panels neatly, and rolled up and tied the loose leather paper.

While tidying up, she was at a loss for words, "Today's carriage race was very interesting. Did your carriage have a broken wheel? You could have won first place."

Pull, just pull hard.

Observe, try to observe.

Very good, the topic of homely chatter can pave the way, so that the study topic I will talk about later does not seem obtrusive.

And Hades didn't have any animal behavior at all, and was still as quiet as a solid stone.

Persephone squinted at him, and accidentally broke a piece of papyrus with her hand.She was taken aback, this paper is so brittle, how many years has it been left?

She tore two rolls of parchment guiltily and pressed them on the paper in an attempt to cover up her fault.

Hades, who had been staying in the same place for a long time, seemed to have finally regained his senses. He silently folded his hands on his chest, suppressed his surging emotions with strength, and turned around to appear in front of her.

Persephone pressed the parchment onto the paper, and the paper cracked several big cracks, just in time for Hades to see it.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Persephone said nothing, she had the urge to chop her hands.

Hades didn't pay attention to the broken paper, but lowered his head with his chest folded, as if afraid of scaring her, every syllable of the beautiful language slowed down the rhythm.

"What concerns do you have that need to be addressed?"

He felt her doubts and anxiety, but he didn't know what she was worrying about.

Persephone didn't expect her to be so obvious. Her face and heart are twins, right? The face she's thinking about is exactly the same?

"I..." She hesitated for a while, but still pulled out the torn piece of paper and held it in front of her face silently, "I'm sorry for breaking it, I just want to study hard."

Hades' eyes were blank for a moment, then he reached out and took the paper in his hand, glanced at it and asked, "Do you want to learn how to classify funeral offerings?"

This is a list for categorizing funeral objects.

Persephone felt that Hades thought her too capable. Fortunately, she was a bit thick-skinned, and the embarrassment was only a moment. She immediately said bluntly, "I don't know how to read."

Hades: "..."

Then he really remembered that she had no teacher when she woke up.When God was first born, there was no teacher, and it was difficult for him to acquire a great deal of knowledge all at once.

And he was so negligent that he forgot to teach her.

Hades silently crushed the paper in his hand, and held the paper in his palm for a while before saying, "Open your hand."

Persephone didn't hear the answer of refusal, she stretched out her paws somewhat expectantly and nervously, her fingers stretched out stiffly.

Then she saw the tall god in front of her, put the shredded paper in her palm, the yellow shreds rolled and floated up like a breeze, and the next moment the words in the shreds struggled out and flew away. over her fingers.

Seeing more and more characters flying out without any weight accumulating on her hands, Persephone was momentarily dazed and surprised.

Hades stretched out his hand out of habit, and flicked a flying word in front of her, "Touch it."

This is the start of learning?

Persephone wasn't dull for a long time, and she immediately reacted and stretched out her other hand to touch the word.

--ox.

The meaning of this font naturally appeared in the mind.

Persephone curled her fingers instinctively, a little unbelievable that words in another language suddenly appeared in her mind.Although it is only one word, this sense of refreshment seems to be back to the scene of watching a summer drama and Sun Houzi eating books to gain knowledge.

If knowledge can be obtained by eating books, then she believes that textbooks will become braised Chinese and steamed mathematics, and all textbooks can be stewed together.

Persephone never thought that learning could be so easy.

She tried another complicated font.

—darkness.

This feeling of pointing and pointing made her unable to control her hand for a while, and clicked the rest of the characters.

【Returning to... the dark place... people, bring your countless treasures... cattle, horses, clothes...】

The words are all words or single meanings, which she combined intermittently, and some words cannot be connected at all because she has not finished counting.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that she can understand it!

Just as Persephone was about to continue tapping, Hades suddenly held her outstretched fingers gently. The temperature of his skin was terribly hot, and her excitement immediately cooled down, and she dared not move any more.

The higher the temperature, the more irritable his mood.

Hades also held his breath forbearance, this is a long, sweet torture like the incense of honey entering his throat.In the end, he defeated his instinctive impulse with professional patience and maintained his serious appearance as a teacher.

"You can't grab too many words at once, you can't bear it."

She is now in a human body, and a human body is short-lived and fragile, and knowledge cannot be digested all at once.Now he is careful to clean up his own death power, not daring to get too close to her.

Although her spirit can withstand a lot of his divine power, her human body will wither faster.

He still needs her to stay in the human body, and he can only abandon the human body when he changes her theocratic attributes.

It's a lie for Persephone to say that she isn't moved, that she cares so much about her.She would have appreciated Hades even more if his hands hadn't shaken and the hunger that bordered on frenzy hadn't been so evident in his eyes.

Hades breathed heavily, but did nothing but hold her fingers.

"You read it again, what you learned just now."

Persephone suspected that he was just trying to divert his attention, and he didn't dare to pull back his hand forcefully, like a clumsy and serious student trying to pronounce the sentences he had learned.

Her voice was very nice, and it was the first time she spoke this language. She brushed against his ears softly like a child learning to speak, making Hades sink his heart and listen.

The language she communicated with him was a secondary divine language, the language most commonly used by the gods of Olympus.

But what he is learning now is the official lingua franca of mankind, a list of funeral offerings.

It was only after Persephone finished reading that she realized that the pronunciation of these fonts seemed to be very different from the language she usually communicated with Hades.She was about to be ashamed to ask, but she saw Hades restrain the emotion in his eyes, and the outline of his stern face had a strange sense of solidification under the lamp.

Like these words, his youthful appearance gave her a contradictory maturity... no, ancient temperament.

He didn't seem to be asking, but his tone was so calm that he seemed to be issuing an order.

"Would you accept the position of handling funeral goods?"

He is giving her the authority and responsibility of Hades, if she answers well, then she will accept his bestowal, and will also become the God of Hades who shares divine power with him.

She has just woken up, so I will share a little bit first, and I can give her more in the future.

Persephone didn't expect Hades to be so short of people. She didn't know a few words yet. This guy wants her to work?Thinking that there are only a few people at work, and the paper man is just doing mechanical work, I guess Hades is really tired.

But she is not capable enough, and she can't take on tasks randomly. If she can't do well, who knows what responsibility she will bear.

Persephone was hesitating, Hades leaned over and repeated again: "Accept?"

Most of the coldness in his voice disappeared, and it even gave off a soft begging meaning.

Persephone was almost hypnotized by him, and the words of agreement were already on her lips, but a strange force that came from nowhere suppressed the tip of her tongue.

It was as if, her soul was repelling the mission from beginning to end.

Persephone didn't know that it was her natural plant priesthood that was rejecting the theocracy of Hades, so she could only follow her instinct and say, "I refuse, Hades."

After the refusal, she slackened all over.

Hades stared at her silently for a long while, his head lowered, his dark eyes half covered by thin eyelashes.

Not a single sentence was hurt, but she didn't know that it gave her the illusion that the other party was wronged.

This kind of illusion is outrageous, Hades has no expression on his stone face at all, she can't imagine that the other party will be sad because of her casual refusal.

Although her face is thick, it is not big.

Persephone coughed twice, feeling that the atmosphere couldn't be so cold, so she had to forcefully change the subject.

"Thank you, Hades. Whether it's inviting me to watch the race car, or teaching me words..."

Hades said suddenly, "I'm competing for the last place."

Persephone: "..."

This is embarrassing, she didn't expect him to let it go without a prize, it turned out to be the tail of the crane.

Can Persephone laugh at him? Although she really wanted to, she couldn't. She racked her brains to think of what words of encouragement she should say, but in the end it was a panacea.

"There is no failure or victory in the competition, as long as the participants are No.1, the most important thing is to participate." She said that she felt guilty.

Hades' eyelashes finally moved twice. He grabbed her hand and stroked her palm. There were faint lines of olive branches on it. It was difficult to wash off, and there were still traces.

This kind of unhurried, ambiguous movement made Persephone think that Hades couldn't bear it anymore.

The next moment, the black mist hooked the olive leaf lines on her palm, and countless green leaves spread out from the palm lines, wrapping around his wrist.

Hades didn't let go of her hand until the lines disappeared completely, and put the crown of olive leaves on her hand.

"The No.1 person can wear it."

Persephone held the leaf crown in her hands and was silent for a while, but she still took a step forward, and just as she was about to extend her arms, she had already bent over and lowered her head.

Soft black hair, fluffed on the top of the head, with a clean luster.

Persephone never thought that one day she would see such a docile side in Hades, such a tall and burly god, he would be cute?

After she put the olive leaf crown on his head, she heard Hades say softly: "This is your sacrifice for rejecting me."

To reject God is to offer sacrifices. , please keep in mind:,.