After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Colcas is a no-man's land, where four seasons can be accommodated in one day, and the temperature changes drastically. It is as hot as a desert at noon, but colder than a glacier in the morning and evening.

However, this is only for fragile mortals.

In the eyes of God, it is like walking on the ground.

According to Cupid's instructions, Psyche waited until the evening when the sheep had rested before picking up the scattered golden fleece.

That golden fleece is worthy of being a rare treasure, holding it in the palm of your hand is like holding wisps of sunshine.

They flow and breathe, as if every hair has life and exudes infinite charm.

Ordinary people have a greedy heart. When they see such a treasure suddenly, it is difficult to hold it.

Picked once, want to pick a second time.

No wonder so many warriors throughout the ages have lost their lives trying to grab the Golden Fleece.

Psyche sighed slightly.

She was standing by the river, bent over, holding soft and shiny golden wool in her arms.

The gentle river wind raised her flowing skirt, as if she had also been inlaid with a layer of golden silhouette.

Psyche was originally born extremely beautiful, standing in the setting sun, set off by the shining wool, it added a bit of brighter look than before.

Such a beautiful shadow reflected in the river water, causing the river water to ripple a lot.

Accidentally, the wreath on her head fell on the water.

Psyche panicked, and was just about to pick it up with his slender fingers, when suddenly there were a few murmurs from the bottom of the river, and a long-haired, thin man floated up.

"Beautiful lady, is this wreath yours?"

The man didn't look very old, he had a pair of pointed elf ears, and his skin was green, like the water plants floating in the river.

Psyche was terrified, this should be... River God?

Cupid said that there is a river god sent by Beauty to watch her on this island.

But age doesn't seem right.

Psyche forced a smile, and took the corolla carefully.

"Thank you, thank you."

The man looked at her obsessively, with the dripping hair sticking to his temples, his expression was agitated and a little nervous, as if he said to himself, "Dad really didn't lie to me, there really is such a pleasing beauty in this world." Girls..."

Immediately afterwards, he reported his family background, "I am the son of the River God, and I am very happy to serve you."

Psyche glanced at the man.

I don't know if it's because she has been by Cupid's side for a long time or what, but she just feels that it is comfortable for a man to grow up like him.

The dark green skin of the person in front of him, after looking at it for a long time, he felt dense and creepy.

Psyche nodded politely.

"Hello."

The man smiled happily, as if inspired by these two simple words, he moved forward quickly, and tentacles like dark green seaweed spread ashore.

Psyche was startled. She was naturally afraid of these tentacles, so she shrank back subconsciously.

"Oh, don't be afraid."

While chasing her, the son of the river god said in panic, "I just want to kiss the back of your hand."

His arms emerged from the water, covered with green scales, each very small, as thin and narrow as his face, covered with a layer of mucus.

After all, Psyche could not overcome his fear of strangers.

It was Cupid back then, and it took her a long time to get rid of her fear and dare to communicate with him.

She has never met her before, how dare she stretch out her hand and ask that person to kiss her.

"Thank you for your kindness. I think...it's getting late, I should go back."

As she spoke, she turned to leave.

But the river bank was longer than she imagined, and the son of the river god was still chasing after him.

The man's vine-like algae tentacles crawled ashore along the road, and the dark green juice was thick and dripping, which showed that he had already longed for the woman in front of him to the extreme.

"Don't be in a hurry. You haven't told me your name yet, so why are you here?"

The voice of the Son of the River God seemed to come from all directions.

The algae tentacles snaked upwards, almost wrapping around Psyche's feet.

"Well, are you a mortal? This is the first time I've seen a mortal as beautiful as you..."

"Why are you so afraid of me?"

Psyche was terrified by the soft things under his feet, staggered, and almost fell into the grass.

She didn't expect that on such a remote island, she would be entangled by people.

Just when she was helpless, her waist suddenly tightened, and then her feet were suspended in the air, and a strong hand lifted her off the ground.

But Cupid came.

He flew lightly with his long white wings, staring at the people on the river.

"Overstepping."

Cupid's voice was cold, his eyelids drooped, and his expression was rarely so dark.

And even if he had a stern face, he could calm down Psyche's anxious predicament at the moment.

The man who claimed to be the son of the river god was also shocked by the gust of wind and staggered backwards.

"Who are you……?"

Before he could say this half a sentence, he saw Cupid's hands clasped around the girl's waist, and the girl kept both hands empty, but she didn't dodge.

The relationship between the two is self-evident.

His watery lips pursed, and he looked at Psyche as if he was looking at food, feeling guilty, jealous, and unwilling.

"Humph."

The son of the river god saw that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, so he plunged back to the bottom of the river.

Cupid did not put Psyche down until the river was calm again.

He looked at the river with contempt, and said solemnly, "These messy elves stay in this remote place all year round. Seeing a girl is like picking up a treasure. It's really embarrassing. Maybe the river god saw your back from the bottom of the water." , and then came to the surface with bad intentions."

As he spoke, his complexion softened again, and he kissed Psyche's forehead pitifully.

"It's my fault too. You shouldn't be allowed to pick wool here alone. Are you scared?"

Psyche's shoulders trembled slightly, originally he was frightened.

But Cupid's kiss seemed to have a miraculous effect, as soon as the soft lips touched her forehead, the fear was instantly dispelled.

The corners of Psyche's eyes got wet, and he took the initiative to hug him, and put his hands on his ribs.

"No."

She couldn't help feeling for a moment, "I didn't expect that the difficulty of mining gold wool is not only the task itself."

Cupid just smiled, and flicked her brow lightly.

"I'm still in the mood to joke around, it seems like I'm not scared."

Cupid was talking casually with the girl, and took the golden fleece to help her hold it.

He turned back, and Minglie's eyes fixed on the seemingly calm river again.

As the evening approached, the warm sunlight disappeared, and the severe cold returned to the island again.

When night falls, I don't know how many things are just around the corner.

Cupid quietly suppressed the glint in his eyes.

He took Psyche's shoulders, lifted her lightly, and lifted her to a cloud.

"Let's go. It's time for us to leave."

……

It was a long time after the two left that the calm river surface burst into violent bubbles again.

One old and one young come ashore.

They all have dark green skin and long pointed ears, but the old man has a beard.

The River God raised his chin, looking anxiously at the disappearing figure in the sky.

I only heard the son behind me couldn't help but sigh,

"It's a pity that such a beautiful girl belongs to someone else. Father, why did you drag me just now? If I snatched her away, she would already be mine now. "

The God of the River turned around with a sullen face, and punched his son hard without any explanation.

"Ridiculous!"

The day before yesterday, Aphrodite indeed sent an envoy over, saying that two distinguished guests were coming to this island and asked him to "take care" of them.

The God of the River did not understand the meaning of the envoys for a moment, probably because he was sneakily peeping at them.

It's a good thing now... With such a fuss, the mission of the Goddess of Beauty is in vain.

The son of the River God rubbed his head aggrievedly, "Father, why did you hit me?"

They are the river gods who have guarded the golden fleece in the past dynasties, and they seem to be "island tyrants" on this island.

The elves on the island, the tree demon, and the narcissus, which one is not allowed to be picked?

He really couldn't figure out what was so special about that girl just now.

The God of the River was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

"I'm warning you, if you meet people from Olympus in the future, please walk around. Otherwise, low-level elves like us will have to go around sooner or later!"

Now I just hope that God of Beauty will not blame them for neglecting their duties...

The old river god didn't say any more, Gululu sank to the bottom of the river.

"Olympus?"

The Son of the River God blinked in annoyance, "Hey, so what if I'm from Olympus, don't you even give me a fair chance to compete?"

In front of the temple of the god of beauty.

The golden fleece was presented on the table, it was genuine, it was indeed the legendary rare treasure.

The second task was completed as promised.

Aphrodite's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of suspicion.

She would never believe that the Golden Fleece could be brought back only by the strength and wisdom of a weak mortal woman.

"But Cupid helped her?"

The angel shook his head.

"As you wish, His Highness just brought her there, and never used his divine power to help pick the wool."

Pause, "The two river gods on the island have been sneaking into the bottom of the river to monitor them, and His Highness really didn't help her."

Aphrodite gasped.

It's so weird.

Could it be that Psyche really has some magical skills?

It seemed that she really had to get serious.

Aphrodite came to the clouds and looked at the vast land of the world.

But seeing that everything is depressed, creatures are hibernating, the earth is covered in silver, and there is lifelessness everywhere.

Another winter in the world has arrived.

I don't know, what happened to the little girl who was lured to the underworld back then?

Aphrodite remembered the past.

The most beloved daughter of the goddess of agriculture, Persephone, was taken to the underworld because of the love at first sight of Hades, the king of the underworld, and lived an isolated life.

Because the Goddess of Agriculture missed her daughter too much, she shed tears and was too lazy to sow seeds, so there were two seasons in autumn and winter.

Thinking of her old friend, Aphrodite suddenly had an idea.

She called the angel.

"Go and tell Psyche in secret about my last mission."

"Go to Madame Persephone in the Underworld, and ask her to borrow some of her beauty."

"Remember, she must go alone. No one is allowed to follow."