[Comprehensive] Mother of the Gods

"Dear madam, don't you think...put me down first...uh-uh--I'll answer your question better?" As soon as he puts him down, he just walks away, like Krishna Thinking about it, he originally just wanted to play a prank or something like before, he had played tricks on those shepherdesses like this, but he didn't expect to meet such a woman who could perform miracles this time.

She is definitely not a mortal.

Krishna is still just a teenager, although he can use miracles, but he has no memory of his own deity. Narayan came into the world as Krishna with all his power, and his childhood was as free and joyful as an idyllic song.

"You want me to let you down." Facing this face that is exactly the same as Na Luoyan but with a darker complexion, Kubler's mood is very delicate. On the one hand, this guy was such a dark and dignified person in his previous life. Dude, it's kind of lucky to see him like this, on the other hand...

He is just too bear.

Krishna, who was still hanging upside down, nodded. He was in pain because of the blood in his head, and he opened his mouth quickly, "Dear madam, I don't think we can talk properly like this, and I can't answer your question properly either. "

"People who want to run away as soon as their feet touch the ground don't seem to have the right to tell me to 'answer well' questions." Kubler replied in his tone, and Krishna secretly thought it was wrong—this beautiful woman People had already seen through his plan, but this cunning brat's expression remained unchanged, and he admitted openly that he really wanted to deceive her with sweet words to make her put him down.

"Yes, dear lady, I really wanted to run away." Krishna looked at Kubele with a smile, "but I thought, a woman like you, who is more beautiful than the celestial maidens, The bottom of my heart must be as kind and charming as your appearance, so I think even if you put me down, it's just to reprimand me for my prank..."

The sweet words of this mouth have not changed at all, Kubler smiled nostalgicly, stretched out his hand and untied the vine hanging him upside down, "You naughty rascal, this is not the first time you have been caught Bar?"

Krishna rubbed his red wrists and ankles strangled by the branches, and simply sat on the ground, raised his head and squinted at Kubele, "Aren't you going to put on your clothes?" The smile on his face was like He is like all little villains, he always has such a strange power, and he has a bad and cute smile. Even if the shepherds have their clothes stolen by him, or ghee and butter, they all take him. There is no way.

Kubele waved at the clothes on one side, and they appeared on her body, wrapping her body—this made the young man feel a kind of disappointment in his heart, if she only wore thin clothes like before Yarn is more moving.

"Believe me, Krishna, after a few more years, you will regret what you did today and wish you could turn back time and kill yourself." Kubler smiled maliciously. She knew that he had not yet awakened the senses of God, and so on. He awakened Narayan, and his performance was quite interesting.

"Beautiful lady," the young man is also a glib guy, he said without hesitation, "I can see your graceful posture with these eyes, how can I regret it and wish I could come back and kill myself? If I regret it, I regret not giving it to you. Make a better, better impression."

Kubler was amused by his unabashedly flirtatious words--she might be angry if it were someone else, but...it's different if the person who said this was Krishna--this The guy's mouth is as sweet as if it had been pickled in honey, whether it was in the previous life or now.

"I've seen you before," she stopped messing around with the boy, and instead sat down on a tree root near him, "in your father's arms."

"You must be joking with me," Krishna thought in his heart that what she said might be true, but his lips were still smeared with honey, "You look so young and beautiful, but you don't look like the same The way my father knows him." He knew his origin from his adoptive father a long time ago, and he also knew that he was shouldering the mission of killing Gens—because of this mission, he was constantly being tortured by various kinds of people since he was born. Ashura plots harm - each time using his tricks and miracles to escape.

He didn't want to mention his origin and biological parents to anyone other than his brother Dali Rama, it was a way of self-protection.

When this beautiful woman mentioned this matter, he subconsciously changed the subject by praising the other party's youthful beauty, but Kubler didn't want to be distracted by him, so she smiled and said, "How is it impossible?" She opened her hands, "I can hang you up, not to mention ordinary Asura, even the most powerful of them can't do this?"

Krishna stopped talking. When she mentioned his birth, he once thought that this woman might be a demon sent by Gens—but if this was the case, she couldn't sit down and chat with him so well. , After a while, the clever and cunning young man smiled and said, "Yes, beautiful woman," he put his hands on the ground, raised his head and looked at Kubler who was sitting on the root of the tree behind him. "Except for a mighty goddess, I can't imagine anyone who can break my miracle and hang me upside down. Which one are you? Is it Parvati? Or Attidia? Or Lakshmi who brings untold wealth?"

"Neither." Kubele smiled and turned his head, "You will think of me." Her jade hand flashed past the young man, "But not now." The mother of the gods, the ruler of all happiness in the world Looking at the young man in front of you with an unfathomable face, "I'm curious what your expression will be when we speak as equals."

"What..." Krishna's heart moved, as if he had grasped something, he reached out and grabbed Kubele's hand. Just about to answer the mysterious goddess, he heard his brother shouting from a distance, "Krsna, my brother, why are you talking to a log!"

The young man was startled, and when he turned his head, he found that he was holding a piece of rotten wood wrapped in a broken sari in his hand. At this time, Krishna suddenly woke up. The phantom has played tricks!

Krishna broke out in a cold sweat suddenly.

"Krsna?" Dali Rama ran to Krishna's side. He just hid in the grass and looked here from a distance, only to see that Krishna stole the clothes of the woman who was taking a bath. Knowing why, he suddenly sat down and began talking to the piece of wood - which frightened the elder brother, Dali Rama.

He originally thought it was another joke by Krishna, but looking at his brother's expression, he didn't look very similar, so he asked, "Kanha, what's going on with all this?"

"I met a goddess." Krishna stared at the piece of rotten wood wrapped in a broken sari for a while, "She is very powerful, very, very powerful." The inexplicable throbbing in her heart when she said the phrase "we talk on a truly equal footing".

At that time, he really grasped something in a thousand threads, but Dali Rama's shout made him forget what that feeling was.

"Isn't it an Asura?"

"No, I'm sure she is a goddess." Krishna shook his head, and he didn't know why he was so sure that the other party was a noble goddess, he just thought so.

"Shall we go back?" Dali Rama reached out and patted his half-brother on the shoulder, and the latter nodded, "Of course." Krishna smiled, "I miss my mother's yogurt very much."

He followed behind Dali Rama with a smile, but when his elder brother was walking in front, he turned his head and looked at the rotten wood again, with a puzzled and sad look on his face.

So the tunes he played that night were all about confusion and melancholy, and his mind was full of that goddess.

"Krsna, Krsna, why is your flute sounding so sad today?" asked the shepherds who danced and played with him around Krsna. They danced with one of them and had a wonderful evening, but today he did not dance with them, nor did he play with his favorite playmate, Radha.

And there was a hint of sadness in his flute.

The boy put down the flute on his lips, smiled and looked at the young girls around him, but he was thinking of the goddess who was much older than him.

Which goddess is she?

What did her words mean?

Krishna was full of thoughts at that time, and he was not interested in dancing with the shepherds. He stared blankly at the moon and thought: If only I had the power to know everything in the world.

In this way, he can know who the goddess is, and why he said he forgot her.

If he really knew such a beautiful goddess, how could he forget it?Such a beauty will be firmly remembered at a glance.

Because he didn't play the flute or dance, the shepherdess scattered away from him boringly. Krishna was lying on the hammock in the forest. The boy closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream is a magnificent palace.

He was lying on a rocking chair full of flowers, everything was blurry and he couldn't see clearly. The goddess she met during the day was wearing a bright red sari and squinted at him. She seemed to be saying something to him, but the boy He couldn't hear clearly, he was confused and wanted to hear her clearly, but he could only get intermittent words.

"Ah!" The boy sat up startled in a cold sweat, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand with lingering fear.

In his dream, he only heard how the goddess called him.

She called him "Narayan".