God's Gift

As night fell, the remaining rainwater on the bluestone slabs seeped into the soil through the cracks. The clear wind blew up the red gauze curtains in the general's mansion. Ning Yue drank a few pots of sake and leaned against the pillar with a flushed face.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer, he slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

"You finally came."

The footsteps stopped, then suddenly started again, and stopped again beside Ning Yue.

"What did you say?"

Ning Yue leaned his left shoulder against the pillar, looked at Lu Keming who had returned with a smile, looked at his wedding dress, smiled slightly and asked as if he was puzzled:

"Why is this brother wearing wedding clothes? Are you getting married today? Then I must congratulate you..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Keming slapped him and he fell backwards, barely stopping when he hit the wall.

Ning Yue covered his chest with one hand and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the bright red bloodstain on the palm of his hand, he snorted and laughed.

"You are really merciless."

Bright red blood flowed from his lips. Ning Yue straightened up with difficulty, looked up at the cold-faced Lu Keming, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled frivolously and said:

"As expected... Lu Keming."

When Lu Keming heard him say his name, his eyes moved and he asked, "Did Youyou tell you about me?"

"She won't tell me about you."

Ning Yue's expression remained unchanged, more and more blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth, but he seemed to be unaware of it.

Lu Keming's eyes showed some sarcasm, and he raised his sword to Ning Yue's neck, "Then why do you... know me?"

He and Ning Yue had no other interactions except the one at Huachunfang.

"Have you checked on me?"

"I don't need to check you." Ning Yue listened to Lu Keming's words, moved his neck away from the sword, grinned and said, "I'm waiting for you."

His smooth teeth were stained red with blood, and his toothy smile made his whole face look a bit crazy.

"I have waited for her for a hundred years, and I have also waited for you for a hundred years."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes to look at Lu Keming's bright red wedding dress and laughed out loud.

"It seems that I have good taste. This outfit really suits you."

"But why are you wearing this dress? You also like Youyou and want to marry her?"

"So you want to be like me and replace me?"

Lu Keming listened to Ning Yue's words without changing his expression, but the next moment he raised his sword and cut a wound on his face. Bright red blood immediately flowed out from under Ning Yue's fair skin.

Ning Yue cried out in pain, feeling the pain on his face. He stepped back and raised his hands to cover his face.

Lu Keming raised his chin slightly, half-closed his eyes, and looked at Ning Yue's bloody face, and finally showed his first smile since he came here.

"You look... very ugly now."

Even though Ning Yue already knew everything that happened today, he still felt genuine anger when he heard Lu Keming's words. He could no longer pretend and shouted:

"Who are you calling ugly?"

"I'm talking about you." Lu Keming raised the corner of his mouth, and the tip of the sword landed on Ning Yue's face, making another cut, and replied: "You are so ugly, why do I need to pretend to be you."

The more Ning Yue listened to Lu Keming's words, the angrier he became. He dodged Lu Keming's sword and covered his face.

"So what? It's me who's going to marry her today. No matter what I look like, she won't abandon me."

The smile on Lu Keming's face gradually disappeared. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes were like cold well water, staring at Ning Yue steadily.

Why could Ning Yue say so brazenly that she would not abandon him?

Why……

Is she so good to him that makes him so sure?

Lu Keming staggered, slowly closed his eyes, and took a step back, until he placed the tip of the sword on the ground, and then he was able to hold up his body.

It felt like a sharp blade had cut a bloody hole in his chest, and the cold night wind whistled through the hole, scraping his flesh and blood, causing pain.

He lowered his head, his scarlet eyes staring at the ground, his fingers anxiously stroking the hilt of the sword. It seemed as if countless people were clamoring in his head, trying to tear his head apart.

Obviously it was Ning Yue who was injured, but now it was Lu Keming who was in a mess.

He had already developed a demon in his heart because of his unresolved desires.

Lu Keming raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, closed his eyes to calm his mind, and after a while he slowly raised his eyes to look at Ning Yue, and after staring at him for a long time he chuckled.

It's really... enviable.

"so what."

As if nothing had happened, Lu Keming returned to his original calm and composed look. He walked to Ning Yue's side with a half-smile and whispered:

"No matter how much she likes you, after death, people will turn into a pile of rotten flesh, stinking and surrounded by mosquitoes. Is that okay?"

"How is that possible?" Ning Yue denied it subconsciously, but the images of rotting corpses he had seen in the wilderness flashed through his mind, and he immediately felt nauseous.

He now has a human body, so will this body decay after he dies?

Thinking of that corrupt and ugly appearance, Ning Yue gradually felt a little scared.

Lu Keming looked at Ning Yue, who was still in shock, lifted his collar with one hand, leaned close to his ear, and whispered:

"You're right. I want to replace you. I will do better than you and make her forget about you sooner."

There was a hint of smile in Lu Keming's eyes. The cold knife light reflected in his eyes like a silver gem. He smiled slightly and whispered:

"Anyone who tries to take her away will die."

Ning Yue turned his head and looked at Lu Keming's murderous eyes. The fear he had just felt gradually disappeared, and he laughed while panting.

"As expected of the future... so cruel." He did not elaborate on the middle part of the sentence and withdrew his gaze meaningfully.

Lu Keming raised the long sword in his hand unmoved, and put the sword to Ning Yue's neck again. Just as he was about to take action, he remembered what Yu Youyou had said, stopped and asked:

"How can the ghost realm be relocated?"

When Ning Yue heard Lu Keming's question, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he chuckled and said:

"You are still thinking about the ghost realm at this time. You are really sincere and thoughtful."

After saying that, he smiled and shook his head and said, "But why should I tell you?"

"If that's the case." Lu Keming exerted more force on his hand, and the sharp tip of the sword sank into Ning Yue's chest, "Then you will die immediately."

"Mortals cannot kill gods." Ning Yue leaned against the eaves pillar, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but the smile on his face was still bright and dazzling.

Lu Keming looked down at Ning Yue coldly, not knowing the meaning of his sudden words. He just thought he was being silly again and replied:

"I don't know what you are, but I'm not human."

Ning Yue did not answer this question. His eyes fell on Lu Keming's back and he just smiled and said, "Mortals cannot kill gods, but you can."

Behind Lu Keming, a figure in a black robe stood under a paulownia tree. He was surrounded by black mist, and his hands under the robe were completely covered by iron gloves, so no trace of his appearance could be seen.

The man in black was holding a silver blade in his hand.

Ning Yue looked at the man in black, a smile gradually appeared on his lips, and he said, "Only you can kill me."

So he waited a hundred years.

Wait for him to come and kill him.

This is his own future.