Zhen Bei slowly sat down on the ground, then lay down properly.
"What use is it if I keep fighting my hardest? I finally carve out some peace, and in the blink of an eye, a few years later, demons are dancing in wild disorder again."
The devil lying prone raised its head and opened its mouth, crying injustice in its heart. This really was its first time coming to this world called Earth.
Zhen Bei, lying flat on his back, waved a hand.
"I wasn't talking about you. I meant the Inner Demons in people's hearts. They're just as terrifying as you."
No one understood the human heart better than Zhen Bei, who had died nine times. Once he understood it, he grew tired. He did not want to keep struggling anymore.
Bai Yujun nodded, signaling for him to continue.
Zhen Bei found the asphalt too hard against his head, so he pillowed it on his arm and looked up at the sky, feeling quite comfortable. Only then did he notice that Bai had forgotten to let the raindrops in the sky fall to the ground—they were still hanging there. Anything that went against nature always felt strange.
"Get the weather back to normal first. It should be snowing here on New Year's Day, not having thunderstorms and typhoons."
Bai shrugged, her phoenix eyes blinking.
If one magnified the raindrops, one could clearly see the droplets condensing into ice crystals and turning into snowflakes. Since it was supposed to snow now, then let it snow.
Controlling the weather took nothing more than a thought. Nothing more.
And so, it snowed.
It truly was goose-feather snow, cold flakes rustling down.
White blanketed the ground, covering everything except the pooled water. Against the white snow, the water looked somewhat black.
Poor