[Greek Mythology] Dangxiu Tai traveled through ancient Greece

After Artemis left, Flores brought up the previous topic again, "Narcissus, if you want to go to Mount Olympus, go there, don't have too many worries."

"Flores, I don't want to go to Mount Olympus, I don't like it there." Narcissus shook his head, frowning slightly, "Maybe I'm ashamed to say this, but the goddesses and daughters of Mount Olympus There are too many immortals, and I don't want to live under the eyes of women chasing me anymore."

Flores was speechless.

Although Narcissus' words were somewhat narcissistic, they were not unreasonable.

Wasn't the reason why Narcissus had such a bumpy experience before was because he got too much love and was hated by Nemesis?

Although Mount Olympus is a sacred mountain envied by gods and men, he also clearly understands the complexity and darkness there.

With the arrogance of Narcissus, I am afraid it is not suitable for Olympus.

Coupled with the fact that the gods of Olympus have no restrictions on meat and vegetables...

And that old man Zeus, as long as he is good-looking, he can pull him on the bed regardless of whether he is a man or a woman...

Flores immediately changed her mind, "The underworld is also very good, Narcissus, it is really a correct decision for you to go to the underworld. I..."

He paused and said seriously: "Narcissus, I will tell you one thing when you go to Hades."

A trace of curiosity flashed in Narcissus' stern red eyes, "What's the matter?"

"You'll find out when you go to Hades." It's not that Flores didn't want to tell Narcissus her identity right away, but the place she's in right now is not suitable. Artemis popped up quietly just now, Enough to make him a little more cautious in his words and deeds.

Seeing that he refused to say anything, Narcissus didn't ask any more questions, and walked towards Oedipus who had been watching quietly from the beginning to the end, "It was to guard against Erinyes, but now that they have been dealt with, where is the location?" It doesn't matter. Oedipus, you are judged here."

There was no fear or anxiety on Oedipus's old and peaceful face, he looked at the handsome god in front of him calmly, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, please start immediately and give me a relief."

Narcissus didn't say any more, and summoned his own scale.

The faint blue scales floated into the air, and the weighing pans hanging down at both ends were empty.

"Measure the crime of the sinner Oedipus with the justice of vengeance."

A mass of blood-red shadows immediately appeared on the weighing pan on the left, and at the same time, the beam was tilted, and the weighing pan was pressed down.

Under this heavy pressure, the empty weighing pan on the right hit the weighing beam heavily, making a crisp and loud sound.

Oedipus shuddered at the melodious voice.

In the cloud of blood mist, pictures emerged one after another.

On the narrow passage, the old man in the carriage had a dispute with the young man. The old man beat the young man with a whip, and the young man killed the old man in anger.

In the spacious palace, the young man held a wedding ceremony with a woman. The couple both had the same dark red hair.

Oedipus's peaceful expression immediately changed.

There were blue veins on his forehead, his chapped lips began to tremble, and his whole body trembled. A pair of aged eyes were staring at the weighing pan, bloodshot in their eyes.

Flores looked at him, looked up at the picture projected on the weighing pan, and sighed silently.

Narcissus' expression remained unchanged. Since his resurrection, he has been running for the just revenge he insisted on, and he has already tempered a heart as hard as a stone in the incidents.

"Measure the punishment of the sinner Oedipus with the justice of vengeance."

As soon as his voice fell, a group of crimson light appeared on the high-hanging weighing pan on the right side of the scale.

The next moment, the weighing pan on the right suddenly fell, and the weighing pan on the left tilted up, and then the beam began to swing up and down, and the weighing pan on both sides began to float up and down.

Pictures also began to appear in the crimson light group on the right representing punishment.

The crazy Oedipus knelt beside the dead body of his wife Iocaster, quickly took the pins from her clothes and stabbed himself in the eyes.

Under the cold eyes of his two sons and brother-in-law Creon, he walked through the seven gates of Thebes step by step with his daughter in thin clothes and bare feet, and left his country.

He walked through distant lands on foot, slept in wild fields, ate wild fruits and rotten food, and used his old and old body to work in exchange for meager wages.

He was spurned, cast out, and sat on the filthy earth as numb as any old, useless beggar.

The trays on both sides are still swinging up and down, and the pictures on the trays are played back and interlaced continuously, recording the sins and punishments committed by Oedipus and the self-exile.

This was an extremely sad and moving scene.

Oedipus stared intently at the images on either side of the scale.

Narcissus had a stern face, but he also looked at the shaking scale seriously.

However, Flores looked at the up and down weighing pans, and suddenly recalled the scene of using the tray scales in chemistry class in the past.

At that time, he always used his hands to put the weights, but the teacher always asked to use tweezers... Then he couldn't help but use his hands to fix them when he saw the trays on both sides of the scale shaking up and down live……

Flores: ...I feel like my fingers are going to move.

Just when Flores, like a cat attracted by a moving object, couldn't help but want to reach out to fiddle with it, the speed of the swing on the scale beam gradually slowed down, and the arc became smaller and smaller, and finally it was slightly tilted and stationary.

"The answer has been revealed." Narcissus looked at Oedipus expressionlessly. "The proportion of crime and punishment is almost equal, and the weight of punishment is even heavier. Oedipus, you are pardoned."

It can only be said to be an arrangement of fate. The moment Oedipus knew the truth, he was hit hard and madly wanted to kill Jocasta who was both mother and wife. If he succeeded in this move, Then his sins will be added, and it is impossible to be forgiven anyway.

Fortunately, Jocasta committed suicide in shame and anger before his arrival, which finally saved him from committing more serious crimes.

The next moment, Oedipus, who heard the result, sat on the ground, two lines of tears poured out of his cloudy eyes, but there was relief in his eyes.

Flores was also quite happy.

If Oedipus's sins were forgiven, then the other party would no longer need to go to Tartarus to suffer slavery for the sins he committed during his lifetime after he went to Hades.

He can even promote Oedipus to the judge of the underworld in one fell swoop, as Ion wishes, and start a perennial life as a civil servant of the underworld.

The land under the feet suddenly grew slender green branches, and red flowers quickly bloomed on the top, competing to bloom, stretching into a dense sea of ​​flowers.

"Narcissus," Flores looked at Narcissus happily, "I want you to meet someone."

Narcissus looked at the sea of ​​flowers that were as bright as fire under his feet, and a softness flashed in his eyes, "I think I know who it is."

Dots of firefly-like glimmers emerged from the sea of ​​flowers, gradually converging in one place, forming the appearance of a young girl.

"Father God." Fronil held the lantern in his hand, pointed at Oedipus by the handle of the lantern, and looked at Flores softly with calm eyes, "I'll take Oedipus back to Hades."

"Don't worry, you come here to see Father God's brother first." Flores looked at her daughter tenderly and waved at her, "You can just call him Uncle Narcissus."

"Uncle?" Narcissus was looking at Fronier with soft eyes, and immediately frowned when he heard Flores' words, and looked at him dissatisfied, "What uncle, it's obviously uncle. Flores Si, have you forgotten that I am older than you?"

"That's all in the past. Your life in the past has ended, we have to count according to the time of your rebirth." Flores looked at him proudly, and said in a drawn out voice: "Narcissus ……younger brother."

Before Narcissus could refute him, Flores quickly said to Fronier who walked in front of them: "Fronier, call uncle."

Fronil nodded obediently, and looked up at Narcissus with admiration, "Uncle."

Seeing the obedient and supple expression on her face, which looks very similar to Flores, Narcissus was completely unable to express his dissatisfaction with that title to her, so he nodded with a sullen face, remained silent for a while, and finally suppressed it. He said a few words, "Fronil... good boy."

"Pfft—" Flores couldn't help laughing.

Narcissus immediately gave him a sideways glance, "What are you laughing at?"

Flores stared back, "I like to laugh, can't I? Why, why don't you let others laugh because you don't like to laugh?"

Narcissus was too angry to speak.

Just like before, he always failed Flores in every argument.

Hades had been watching coldly his partner's intimate jokes with others, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to squeeze Flores' soft waist.

"Ah!" Flores cried out in pain.

"what happened?"

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing." Flores smiled dryly, and said as if nothing had happened: "I just remembered that it's getting late, Fronier, you should hurry back with Oedipus, Ion is probably impatient to think about it." To see Oedipus."

Fronier nodded, and quickly left with Oedipus.

After Narcissus watched her disappear, he looked at Flores with dissatisfaction, "I heard that Fronier is now the goddess of the underworld, so you can rest assured that she will travel to and from the earth alone?"

No one knows better than him the disasters brought about by outstanding appearance. Fronier has a beautiful appearance similar to Flores, and she always travels alone and is easy to be coveted by others.

Wouldn't it be more reasonable for Thanadus, the god of death, to pick up the souls of the dead?Why let a weak girl come forward?

Could it be that Hades, the king of the underworld, was dissatisfied with the existence of Fronil, an illegitimate daughter, so he did it on purpose?

The author has something to say: Today's Narcissus is also heartbroken.