Lin Tingjun showed a rare trace of awe on his face: "That's Zhang the Clay Man, from the Creation Clan. They are very mysterious, and I have never seen them before. However, they have unique characteristics, and when you see them, you will naturally know who they are."
"The Creator Clan..." He Shiqi paused and stood in the bustling crowd. Because of Lin Tingjun's answer, he suddenly felt a magical feeling that time had stopped.
Lin Tingjun looked at him: "I created time, space..." Lin Tingjun looked around, "and the world..."
"We?" He Shiqi was greatly shocked.
Lin Tingjun smiled lightly and shook his head: "We may not be created by them, but Youyou..." Lin Tingjun looked at Lian Youyou who was waiting for stinky tofu in front of him, "Maybe..." After that, he walked towards Lian Youyou, and the subtle smell of stinky tofu was already wafting in the air.
He Shiqi stood there in shock. Lin Tingjun meant that Youyou was a real real real god! A real real real real god even more real than their real gods? !
Lian Youyou held the oil paper and waited for the stinky tofu to come out of the pot with her mouth watering. Lin Tingjun walked to her side, she glanced at him casually, but saw He Shiqi standing not far away, staring at her in a daze.
"What did you say to him? Why did you scare him like that?" Lian Youyou saw that He Shiqi looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. But he was the King of Hell, he had seen a lot of ghosts, what else had he not seen
Lin Tingjun looked calm: "Nothing to say, just tell him who Clay Man Zhang is."
"Oh~~~~~" Lian Youyou nodded and glanced at Lin Tingjun, "There should be more than that."
Lin Tingjun smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the tip of Lian Youyou's nose: "He also said that you might be created by the Creation Clan, unlike him and me who were born from the God Clan."
“Hahaha—” Lian Youyou laughed loudly and raised her eyebrows at Lin Tingjun, “You know how powerful I am, huhuhuhuhu~~~”
“Stinky tofu is good~~Who came first~~~” The old man frying stinky tofu shouted, and Lian Youyou immediately turned back to being an ordinary citizen and rushed to grab it: “Me! Me! Me! Master! It’s me!”
Lin Tingjun stood behind a group of middle-aged women and watched Lian Youyou squeeze in to grab the stinky tofu. He smiled knowingly. If it were in the eternal past, he would never see such a scene. Only when Lin Tingjun and Lian Youyou were together could he see it.
Mortals envy being immortals, but they never imagined that one day, the real gods would envy the ups and downs and little happiness brought by their daily necessities.
On the way up the mountain, Lian Youyou put the stinky tofu in front of He Shiqi. He Shiqi waved his hands repeatedly. He couldn't stand such a smelly thing. It was hard to imagine that Lian Youyou and Lin Tingjun would eat it so happily.
"No taste." Lin Tingjun also laughed.
He Shiqi looked at him suspiciously. Was Lin Tingjun sure he wasn't eating it just to please Lian Youyou
This mountain road cannot be considered a road. It is uncultivated and rugged and difficult to travel on. But for Lian Youyou, Lin Tingjun and others, it is naturally as easy as walking on flat ground.
"Ah Qi, even if I was created by the Creation Clan, you don't have to be too surprised." Lian Youyou spoke to He Shiqi in the tone of an old leader, "The Creation Clan likes to create new things. Think about it, since there is no Sun God in this world, he will definitely create one, right..."
He Shiqi's expression became focused and he listened attentively.
Lin Tingjun on the side was walking and laughing, as if he was laughing at He Shiqi being fooled by Lian Youyou.
Lian Youyou continued, "If there is no Moon God, then they will create a Moon God. After all functional gods are created, they will no longer create gods, because after that, the gods will reproduce on their own~~ So, you are the son and grandson of God, and you are produced naturally~~"
He Shiqi felt a little bit lost after listening to this. He was reproduced, not created by the Creator God. Then, do the first chicken and the first duck in the world have a higher status than him
"For example, Young Master Hong was also created by the Creation Clan." Lian Youyou said with a smile.
"That worm?!" He Shiqi's eyes widened. That worm was actually higher in status than him? Now that he was the Hades Youchuan, he naturally knew the true identity of Gongzi Hong.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be jealous." Lian Youyou had already seen through He Shiqi's jealousy, "The first species in this world was naturally created by the Creator Clan."
"What about Nuwa?" He Shiqi knew that Nuwa was responsible for creating humans. If humans were created by the Creator Clan, then what did Nuwa create
“Mass production!” Lian Youyou spread out her hands and said seriously, “Among ordinary species, the Creator Clan usually only creates a pair, a male and a female, and then he gave this male and female to... uh... should be your father.” Lian Youyou pointed at Lin Tingjun.
Lin Tingjun nodded: "Yes, then my father handed it over to the Three Pure Ones, and the Three Pure Ones handed it over to Nuwa, who created more humans based on the man and woman and let them multiply on the earth.
"That's nonsense..." He Shiqi really didn't believe it.
Lian Youyou and Lin Tingjun smiled at each other, and both of them grinned at He Shiqi. No matter how they looked at him, he seemed unreliable!
He Shiqi looked at the two people with the same smile, and suddenly understood why the two looked so harmonious when standing together, and why Lin Tingjun said that his feelings for Lian Youyou were complicated. Because when they stood together, they looked like similar siblings, like tacit comrades-in-arms, like playful lovers, and like a couple who supported each other...
Under the sunlight, Lian Youyou's smile was dazzling and brilliant, while Lin Tingjun's smile was fake and artificial. He Shiqi couldn't help but laugh as well, and rolled his eyes at them unhappily: "Humph, you guys just want to fool me. Since you said that the Creation Clan only creates functional true gods, and since there are all kinds of gods above, then what are you, Youyou?"
Lin Tingjun put away his smile and turned to look at Lian Youyou, as if only she could answer this question authoritatively.
Lian Youyou patted her chest vigorously: "Do I need to see? The God of War!"
"Tsk." Lin Tingjun turned his face away without giving any face, "The God of War is my father! According to bloodline, I am actually the God of War!" The title of God of War means the strongest god in the realm of gods, and he, Lin Tingjun, does not want to give it up.
Although the fact is, he can't beat Lian Youyou...
"Then what kind of god are you, Youyou?" He Shiqi was getting more and more confused. For thousands of years, everyone believed that Lian Youyou was a female war god, but Lin Tingjun said that he was the war god. So what kind of god is Lian Youyou
Lian Youyou smiled mysteriously and looked up at the golden roof of the National Temple: "I heard there is a very interesting place there. You will know what kind of god I am then." Lian Youyou said, turned around and jumped onto the stone wall. Her dress fluttered in the sudden melodious bell sound, and she looked like a fairy. (To be continued)