Feng Boyu Shi obviously has very lofty ambitions for his future career planning.
Wei De said: "???"
Xia Shouren couldn't bear to see them go astray, and persuaded them: "Two Xingjun, you say that you have the ability to walk clouds and rain, why is this?"
After all, it is also the constellation of the dignified heaven. No matter how bad it is, it will not be reduced to the treatment of athlete's foot.
As a result, Feng Bo not only did not listen, but also sprayed him with a dissatisfied tone: "Why do we have to be willing to only rain for a lifetime if we know how to walk clouds and rain? Isn't this false god qualified to heal his feet? Are you suspecting that we can't heal him well enough?"
Xia Shouren who was suddenly detained: "???"
Xia Shouren turned his head silently: "...I didn't mean that... Forget it, I don't care, just do whatever job you like."
Feng Boyu Shi saw that he had retreated from the stumbling block in front of his divine path, and then looked straight at Wei Dedao.
Wei Dedao squatted on his waist, with the posture of a desolate old scholar, and a little hesitation flashed in his godless eyes: "... If the stars insist, of course it is not bad."
When Feng Boyu heard that he could be responsible for helping the believers to treat athlete's foot in the future, he was overjoyed, and the two of them went to the heavenly constellations, as happy as poor mortals found money.
Looking at this speechless scene, Xia Shouren couldn't help but weakly complained to his friend: "...I think I probably know why they were so easily bewitched by the troublemaker and succeeded."
Shuozong: "..."
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In the early morning, the city of Lehe was once again caught in the hustle and bustle of the bustling city.
The air is humid, and during the morning rush hour, countless traffic flows into the congested road, and the space with the closed windows echoes the pleasant sound of the host of the car radio Good Morning News.
Subway entrances and bus stops are crowded, and a large number of young people flock to the downtown business district from all corners of the city.
At the exit of the subway, a few white-collar workers wrapped in winter clothes were chatting with each other while taking out their umbrellas—
"Hey, did you read the morning news today? It's so funny to have one."
"Which news? Was it a cult member who was caught by the police?"
"Hahaha, what capture, this person surrendered himself. It is said that 110 suddenly received a call from him last night, claiming that he was the initiator of the cult criminal sacrifice activities, and asked the police to quickly arrest him. The operator of the police center was arrested. He was very confused and asked a few more questions, but the man actually scolded the operator, hung up the phone and went to the nearest police station by himself. In the middle of the night, the police on duty were startled."
As the white-collar worker said that, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the video to show his colleagues. The host of the morning news in the video was full of disbelief when he broadcasted the message. Immediately afterwards, the camera turned to the chaotic scene of the local police station. In the noisy voice, the hook-nosed man said, "You guys are too inefficient! Asking and asking, it's so hard for a capital city, it's not too far away anyway, I You just came here by yourself! You guys are affecting my epiphany!" The voice of the lesson was particularly clear.
A group of people burst out laughing: "This is the first time in my life that I have heard that someone can turn himself in so anxiously and have an epiphany. Could it be that he was ordered to turn himself in by the immortal he enshrined?"
"Then that immortal of them really has a sense of legality, hahaha, no wonder they all say that people who believe in cults have abnormal brains."
Just as he was talking, the host started to broadcast the next news, which was the dozens of dilapidated houses registered in Lehe City by the municipal planning action of the city.
One of the white-collar workers pointed to the picture taken by the reporter and showed a surprised expression: "Oh, isn't this an old house next to my parents' house that has been empty for decades? I used to go there with my good friends to play nearby when I was young Well, but the door of the house has been locked, I have never been in, I only know that the building is very beautiful. What is this house doing? Is it planned to be demolished?"
His friend said, "How is that possible? Didn't you hear what the reporter said? This house has a history of hundreds of years, and every brick and tile is a cultural relic that is worth studying. The city doesn't have enough money to fund maintenance and research. How could it be willing to demolish it?"
The host on the phone really mentioned that the municipal staff had searched for a lot of special information from these dusty mansions. She used these materials and the textual research of many experts in recent years to turn the topic to interesting things in Lehe City. humanity history.
The white-collar workers who stepped on the elevator listened with relish, and from time to time they looked surprised—
"It turns out that those houses were used as temples before, Feng Bo? Yu Shi? What kind of immortal is this?"
Another colleague suddenly realized: "It turned out to be them! I read these two names when I was studying and writing my thesis. They were the first group of gods we worshipped in Lehe."
"And this?"
"Yes, it is said that we, Lehe, belonged to arid areas in the past. Thousands of years ago, our ancestors in ancient times began to worship these two immortals in order to obtain rainwater. Although these two immortals are not famous, they can be found in the history of Lehe. It is very old, and their totems can be found in many tombs unearthed locally. The article was written by an expert specializing in history in the research institute under Ningtian, and there are many supporting evidences. It should not be fake. You can find it when you have the opportunity come and see."
"So, isn't it a very powerful immortal? He has blessed us with good weather for thousands of years? As a result, it has been forgotten so completely in modern times. It is probably because Lehe has no shortage of rain, right?"
"It doesn't matter if it's not raining." A young man in a brown coat said this, and jokingly bowed in the direction of the subway entrance, saying something in his mouth, "Master Feng Bo Yu, please bless you. Stop the rain in Lehe, it's been more than half a month, and if it doesn't stop, I'm really running out of socks."
Colleagues around her laughed when they heard the words, and they also worshipped together.
After a few people finished praying, they stepped out of the elevator, shook off their umbrellas, and just wanted to hold them up as if they were a few days ago, but their expressions suddenly froze—
"I go?"
The other commuters outside the subway entrance also found something, and they all removed their umbrellas from their heads in disbelief: "Has the rain stopped?!"
There are still traces of wetness on the ground, and the dark clouds above the head that have been gloomy for more than half a month have quietly spread out a little. The mood immediately flew a lot.
The office workers swept away their frowning faces, and some even cheered a few times exaggeratedly, and even their steps to work became brisk.
Is it a coincidence that the few white-collar workers who made a wish before looked at each other at the subway entrance? This is too clever, right
After a moment of silence, one of them spoke—
"Do you think... things will be what I think they are?"
"Didn't you say that those old temples will be open to visit after they are repaired? Go to worship these two gods when you have time."
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Not far away, Feng Boyu received the sights from Wei Xi and Tuan Yi Yi, and deftly withdrew the hand that was raised to the sky just now.
The expressions of these two gods who had only shouted that the believers were ungrateful not long ago were a little uncomfortable. Uncle Feng even glared at Wei Xi angrily: "What to look at! What to see!"
Wei Xi stared at him, raised his brows slowly, raised his hand and stroked the god-killing whip wrapped around his waist that was not taken away by the second apprentice: "If you don't report the private work, the boss hasn't accused you yet, you just Talk to the boss in this tone?"
Uncle Feng: "..."
private work...
That doesn't seem right.
Only then did he remember that his current leader was not the Emperor of Heaven, nor did he take the iron rice bowl of heaven.
Feng Bo fell into the first wave of confusion about the differences in the working environment after the employees of state-owned enterprises joined private enterprises. In the stories circulating in the world, the heavenly court was always described as a social background similar to the feudal imperial power, and the emperor of heaven was the emperor who controlled the imperial power, but it was not the case. In the realm of the gods, it is true that the only existence that is unique should be the way of heaven. Except for the way of heaven, other immortals, no matter how big or small, rely on the beliefs of the believers and the way of heaven. Therefore, although the Heavenly Emperor is the leader with the highest status in the Heavenly Court, due to the special nature of the unit, the attitudes of the gods under the opponent are usually polite.
It's not like Weixi, a private company owner, who would put on a "don't you want to do it?" posture when he disagreed.
Uncle Feng felt humiliated, and his inner self-esteem was about to stir, and he just wished he could fight Wei Xi again.
Suddenly there was an old coughing sound: "Xingjun... my disciple..."
Feng Bo suddenly died down: "...Shut up."
You want to say that your apprentice is still young and ignorant, right
Feng Bo glanced at Wei Dedao. Wei Dedao's golden light of merit was bathed in the early morning sun. Although it was only a shadow, it was so dazzling that it made one's heart palpitate.
The old man opened his out-of-focus eyes as if he was weak, and his body movements and expressions were filled with "I'm weak, I'm blind, I can't see anything and can't do anything".
But Uncle Feng has no doubt that as long as he rushes towards Wei Xi, this old guy will 100% deftly stand in front of him when he makes a move, and then use his merit to frame himself and be struck by lightning.
Now that you know this is the result, what else is there to fight? Uncle Feng is not a fool, he can only snort and turn away.
Wei Xi retracted the hand stroking the god-killing whip and glanced at Wei Dedao, who smiled knowingly.
Wei Xi snorted, and after seeing Wei Dedao's vacuous appearance as before, he finally lost his anger.
In the rear, after Feng Bo approached, he listened to Yu Shi looking wistfully at the crowd of people in front of him: "I have stayed in the heaven for a long time, and before I know it, the world has become like this, it is really prosperous and prosperous, and the world has become peaceful. In thousands of years, this is the first time, Feilian?"
Fei Lian is Feng Bo's real name. Uncle Feng didn't speak, frowning and tensing his face, but somehow recalled thousands of years ago in his mind. At that time, the earth was barren, and human beings could be called one of the weakest creatures. They had just become gods at that time, running around in the prosperous incense every day, the scenery was infinite, and they were admired and rained down for the believers. But even so, people still suffer for a variety of reasons. Food is not harvested, wild animals attack, disasters and plagues, human life is as small as a mustard, and a lot of people will die if they are not careful.
The North Arakawa is too barren and not suitable for survival at all. With the strength of him and the rain master, it is completely impossible to feed all believers.
So it has been a long time, and I don't know since when, Feng Bo no longer likes to go down to earth, and it seems that if you stay in the heaven every day, you can't see those things.
The memory suddenly froze for a moment, and turned into a real image in front of him. A large group of similar residents poured out from the subway entrance in front.
Most of this group of residents are the old and the young. The children are wrapped tightly in the winter. The faces exposed under the hats are white and tender, and some are still chubby. The twilight old people are holding their children's hands and walking like flying, in high spirits, and some of them are carrying large schoolbags on their backs.
When passing by Feng Bo Shui Shi, an old man took out the plastic bag he had put in his schoolbag and handed it to the child: "Hurry up and eat breakfast, sleep late and get up so late, and you won't be allowed to eat when you enter the school. "
The child held the big bag with a bitter expression: "Grandma, there are too many, I can't finish it."
"No!" the old man said, "You are still young, when you grow up, you should eat more, and give me the milk to drink up!"
The child clumsily sucked the milk while walking, the aroma of the meat buns drifted along the cold wind, Yu Shi looked at the backs of the grandson and grandson and smiled: "I suddenly feel that this era of not worshipping and believing in us is not very good. It's bad, at least at our time, the believers in Kitaaragawa couldn't live like this. We became gods in the first place, didn't we just protect them?"
Feng Bo turned his eyes away and snorted softly.
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Everyone didn't sleep all night, and they were all very tired. After returning to the capital, Mr. Gu hurried back to the unit to resume his duties, while Wei Xi led the sect disciples to rest for a while before going to Wuhua to ask for rain.
Weixi was very tired all the way back, and the air conditioner in the car was warm, and it stuck to the second apprentice like before.
The second apprentice was warm and did not reject him, and even stretched out his hand to comb his hair.
Wei Dedao, who insisted that he didn't enter the jade pendant, hesitated to speak. After several openings, he noticed the cold eyes of Shuozong hitting his face. After a moment of silence, he could only turn to the side of Unity.
Wei De said: "Jieyi, you turn your head to the side."
Tuanjie tilted his head and went straight to his master and second junior brother.
Wei De said: "What do you want to say?"
Unity: "Of course there is!"
Wei Dedao said in his heart that it was very good, and he really deserved to be the eldest disciple of Zhong Lingyuxiu, the 63rd generation of Taicang Sect, just waiting for you to stop your master and junior brother: "If you have something to say, it's okay to say it."
Tuanjie immediately showed his longing, panted heavily, patted his chest, and asked excitedly, "What I want to say is, Master, Tianzun, do you want to rest on me too!"
Wei De said: "..."
Wei Dedao suddenly realized that this disciple and grandson didn't seem to be so Zhong Ling Yuxiu.
The meaning of solidarity that did not get a response is: "???"
Tuanyiyi realized that he was rejected in the silence of the master, and couldn't help but turn his head and glance at his master and younger brother, a little uneasy.
Strange is not strange at all, isn't the master and the younger brother always like this? He was just a little envious, and said in his heart that my chest is also very broad, maybe even wider than that of my junior and junior brothers.
Wei Dedao was a little tired. Taking advantage of the time when Shuozong left after entering the house, he again smiled and approached his apprentice: "Xi'er, you seem to have a very good relationship with your two apprentices?"
Wei Xi: "Of course."
His answer was too natural, Wei Dedao didn't know where to educate, these days he stayed in Taicangzong's head order and saw too many things, and he regretted every moment that he didn't do the right thing when he was on the mountain. Apprentices should be properly educated. Now that it is so easy to appear in front of his apprentice, he really wants to make up for Wei Xi's missing homework in those years.
Wei Dedao said slowly: "But Xi'er, do you know that there should be some etiquette between normal masters and apprentices."
Weixi: "Oh? What etiquette?"
Wei Dedao thought for a while, thinking about the way his apprentices get along with "apprentices and grandsons", he didn't know which way to start: "First of all... it is to maintain a certain distance."
Wei Xi thought for a while, then nodded and said, "So it is."
Then, under Wei Dedao's gaze, he took off the sect master order from his neck, and placed it next to Dedao Tianzun in the living room.
Wei De said: "... What are you doing?"
Wei Xi said: "Didn't you say that? Keep your distance. I didn't know you were inside before, so I would wear this sect master closely."
Shuozong looked at Wei Dedao who was froze over there and hummed.
The way he leaned against the wall and stretched out was very pleasing to the eye, and the passing butler Zhou turned back and glanced at him.
Shuozong looked at him.
Butler Zhou seemed to feel that his eldest son, the taciturn second apprentice, wanted to express something to himself at the moment, so he could not help but stand up straight and wait.
The next second, the other party didn't say anything, just raised his hand and touched the striking purple gold chain on his neck without saying a word, as if he wanted to see it.
Butler Zhou: ""
What do you mean by this