Master Feng Boyu obviously has very lofty ambitions for his future career plan.
Wei De said: "" Xia Shouren couldn't bear to see them go astray, so he persuaded them: "Two Star Lords, you said you have the ability to make clouds and rain, why do you do this?"
After all, they are still constellations in heaven.
No matter how bad your life is, you will never be reduced to treating athlete's foot.
As a result, Feng Bo not only refused to listen, but also scolded him with a very dissatisfied tone: "Why do we know how to make clouds and rain, so we have to be willing to just make rain for the rest of our lives?
We are the stars in the heaven, the sacred bones ordained by heaven, is it not enough?"
This false god is qualified to treat his feet.
You are suspicious that our treatment is not good enough for him."
Xia Shouren, who was suddenly labeled: "" Xia Shouren turned around silently: "I didn't mean it, forget it, I don't care.
Just do whatever job you like."
Master Feng Boyu saw that scolding had removed the stumbling block on his way to spirituality, and he looked straight at Wei Dedao again.
Wei Dedao hunched over, looking like a down-and-out old scholar, with a little hesitation flashing in his dull eyes: "If the Star Lords persist, of course it's not a bad idea."
Master Feng Boyu was overjoyed when he heard that he could be responsible for treating the believers' athlete's foot in the future.
The two of them went to the stars in heaven, as happy as poor mortals who had found money.
Xia Shouren looked at this speechless scene and couldn't help complaining weakly to his friend: "I think I probably know why they were so easily bewitched by the trouble demon."
Shuozong: "" In the early morning, Lehe City once again fell into the busyness of the bustling city.
The air is humid, and during the morning rush hour, countless traffic flows merge into the congested road.
The space with closed windows echoes the sweet voice of the morning news host on the car radio.
People come and go at subway entrances and bus stations, and large numbers of young people flock to the business district in the city center from all corners of the city.
At the subway exit, several white-collar workers wrapped in winter coats took out umbrellas and chatted among themselves.
"Hey, did you watch the morning news today?
The news is so funny."
"Which news is about a cultist being captured by the police?"
"Hahaha, what arrest?
This man surrendered himself.
He said that 110 suddenly received a call from him last night, claiming that he was the initiator of the cult's criminal sacrificial activities, and asked the police to come and arrest him.
The operator at the police reception center was He was so confused that he asked a few more questions, but the man actually cursed the operator, hung up the phone, and ran to the nearest police station.
It was so late at night, and the policeman on duty was shocked. " As the white-collar worker spoke, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the video to show his colleagues.
In the video, when the host of the morning news reported this message, his face was full of bewilderment.
Then the camera turned to the chaotic scene of the local police station.
Among the noisy voices, the hook-nosed man said: "You guys are so inefficient and ask around.
It's so laborious in the capital, but it's not that far anyway.
I might as well I came here, you are trying to influence my enlightenment."
The lesson was very clear.
A group of people laughed loudly: "This is the first time in my life that I heard that someone could be so anxious when he surrendered himself.
I also suddenly realized that he was ordered to surrender by the gods he worshiped."
"Then their god is really very legalistic, hahaha.
No wonder people say that people who believe in cults are not normal."
Just as he was talking, the host began to broadcast the next news, which was about the dozens of dilapidated buildings registered in Lehe City through the city's municipal planning action.
One of the white-collar workers pointed at the scene captured 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 and no one has been there?
When I was a child, I often went to play there with my good friends. , but the door of the house has always been locked, and I have never gone in.
I only know that it looks very beautiful.
What is this house doing?
Is it going to be demolished?"
His friend said: "How is it possible?
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Didn't you hear what the reporter said?
This house has a history of hundreds of years.
Every brick and tile is a cultural relic worth studying.
The city has not allocated enough money for repairs and research.
How can it be demolished?"
The host on the mobile phone indeed mentioned that the municipal staff had searched out a lot of special information from these dusty mansions.
Using this information and the research of many experts in recent years, she turned the topic to interesting things in Lehe City.
Humanities and History.
The white-collar workers who stepped onto the elevator listened with gusto and expressed surprise from time to time.
"It turns out those houses were used as temples before.
What kind of god is Master Feng Boyu?"
Another colleague suddenly realized: "It turns out they are them.
I looked through the information and saw these two names when I was studying for graduate school and writing my thesis.
They are the earliest gods worshiped by us in Lehe."
"And there's this thing" "Yes, it is said that Lehe used to belong to an arid zone.
Thousands of years ago, our ancestors in ancient times began to worship these two gods in order to get rain.
Although these two gods are not famous, they can be seen 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 who specializes in history at a research institute affiliated to Ningtian.
There is a lot of supporting evidence, and it should not be false.
You can find it if you have the opportunity.
Come and see.”
"In this case, isn't it true that the powerful gods have blessed our Lehe with good weather for thousands of years.
However, in modern times, it has been so completely forgotten by people.
It is probably because Lehe has no shortage of rain."
"It doesn't matter if there is no shortage of rain."
A young man in a brown coat said this, jokingly bowed his hands in the direction outside the subway entrance, and muttered, "Master Feng Boyu, please bless me.
Please stop the rain in Lehe.
It’s been raining for more than half a month.
If it doesn’t stop, I’ll really run out of socks.”
The colleagues around her laughed loudly when they heard this, and also paid their respects together.
After several people paid their respects, they stepped out of the elevator and shook out their umbrellas.
Just as they were about to hold them up like they did a few days ago, their expressions suddenly stopped.
"I'll go" Other office workers outside the subway entrance also noticed something, and each moved their umbrellas from their heads in disbelief: "The rain has stopped."
There are still traces of wetness on the ground, but the dark clouds that have been gloomy for more than half a month have quietly dispersed a little.
The long-lost morning sun shines in through the gaps in the clouds, making people feel very depressed due to the continuous rain.
My mood immediately lifted a lot.
The office workers wiped away their previous gloomy faces, some even cheered exaggeratedly, and even the pace of going to work became brisk.
Those few white-collar workers who had made a wish before were stunned at the subway entrance and looked at each other.
Is it a coincidence?
This is too clever.
There was silence for a while, and then someone among them spoke.
"Do you think things will be what I think?"
"Didn't I say that those old temples will be open to visitors after they are repaired?
Let's go and pay homage to these two gods when we have time some other time."
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Not far away, Master Feng Boyu received the gazes from Wei Xi and Tuan Tuanyi and lightly retracted the hand that had been raised to the sky.
These two gods, who had complained about the ungratefulness of their believers not long ago, looked a little uncomfortable.
Uncle Feng even glared at Wei Xi angrily: "What are you looking at?"
Wei Xi stared at him, slowly raising his brows, and raised his hand to touch the God-killing Whip wrapped around his waist that had not been taken away by the second apprentice: "You don't report private work to others, and the boss hasn't even accused you yet, so you just Use this tone when talking to your boss.”
Feng Bo: "" Private work That doesn't seem to be wrong.
Only then did he remember that his current leader was not the Emperor of Heaven, and he no longer had the iron rice bowl of heaven.
Feng Bo fell into the first wave of confusion about the difference in working environment as a state-owned enterprise employee after joining a private company.
Stories circulated in the world always describe the heaven as a social background similar to feudal imperial power, and the emperor of heaven is the emperor who controls the imperial power.
In fact, this is not the case.
The truly undivided existence in the divine world should be the Dao of Heaven.
In addition to the Dao of Heaven, other gods, no matter how big or small, all rely on the faith of the believers and the Dao of Heaven to appoint gods to their posts.
Therefore, although the Emperor of Heaven is the highest-ranking leader in the Heavenly Court, due to the special nature of the unit, the attitude of the gods under him is always polite.
If he wants to do something, everyone has to hold a meeting to discuss it and then vote.
It's not like Wei Xi, the owner of a private enterprise, who always puts on a "you don't want to work anymore" attitude whenever he disagrees with someone.
Feng Bo felt humiliated, and the self-esteem of the gods in his heart was about to rise.
He simply wished he could fight with Wei Xi again.
Suddenly, an old cough came from the side: "Xingjun, my disciple."
Feng Bo suddenly stopped and said, "Shut up."
You're going to say that your disciple is still young and ignorant, right?
Uncle Feng glanced at Wei Dedao.
The golden light of Wei Dedao's merits was bathed in the morning sun.
Although it was just a shadow, it was so dazzling that it made one's heart palpitate.
The old man opened his unfocused eyes as if his muscles were weak, and "I am weak, I am blind, I can't see or do anything" was written everywhere in his body movements and expressions.
But Feng Bo has no doubt that as long as he rushes towards Wei Xi, the old guy will 100% deftly block him in front of him at the moment he takes action, and then use his merits to frame him for being struck by lightning.
Since he knew this was the result, there was nothing left to fight for.
Uncle Feng was not a fool, so he could only snort and turn around and leave.
Wei Xi took back the hand that was stroking the God-killing Whip and glanced at Wei Dedao, who smiled as if he didn't know anything.
Wei Xi snorted and saw that Wei Dedao looked as weak as before, so he was finally not so angry.
From behind, when Feng Bo approached, he heard Rain Master looking at the crowds of people in front of him with bewildered eyes: "I've been in heaven for a long time, and before I knew it, the world has become like this.
It's really prosperous and prosperous, and the world is at peace.
This is the first time in thousands of years, Fei Lian."
Feilian is Feng Bo's real name.
Uncle Feng didn't say anything, he frowned and tightened his face, but somehow he recalled thousands of years ago in his mind.
At that time, the earth was desolate, 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, enjoying the infinite scenery, and making rain for the believers with great admiration.
But even so, people are still in trouble for various reasons.
Food failure, wild beast attacks, disasters and plagues, human life is as insignificant as grass and grass.
If you are not careful, you will die in large numbers.
The land of Kitarakawa is too desolate and unsuitable for survival.
With the power of him and the Rain Master, it is completely impossible to feed all the believers.
So as time went by, I don't know when, Uncle Feng didn't like to go down to earth anymore.
He seemed to be able to stop seeing those things by staying in heaven every day.
The memory suddenly blurred and turned into a real image in front of me.
A large group of similar residents poured out of the subway entrance in front of me.
Most of the residents in this group are old people holding young children.
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The children are bundled up tightly in the winter.
Their faces exposed under their hats are white, tender and clean, and some are even chubby.
There is no trace of the embarrassment of life.
The elderly people who are dying are holding the hands of their children and walking vigorously and energetically.
Some of them are carrying big schoolbags on their backs.
The elders are old and don't show any difficulty.
When he passed by Feng Bo Navy Master, an old man took out the plastic bag he had put in his schoolbag and handed it to the child: "Hurry up and have breakfast.
You didn't get up until late after sleeping in.
You won't be allowed to eat after entering school. " The child held the big bag of things with a bitter look on his face: "Grandma, there are too many, I can't finish them."
"No," the old man said, "You are still young.
When you grow, you have to eat more.
Give me the milk to drink."
The child slurped the milk awkwardly while walking, and the aroma of the meat buns drifted all the way along the cold wind.
The rain master looked at the backs of the grandparents and grandsons and smiled: "I suddenly feel that this era that does not worship us is not very good.
It’s bad, at least in our time, the believers in Kitaarachuan couldn’t live such a life, wasn’t it just to protect them when we became gods in the first place?”
Uncle Feng turned away and snorted softly.
Everyone stayed up all night and were very tired.
After returning to the capital, Mr.
Gu hurried back to his work unit to review his duties, while Wei Xi led the sect disciples to take a short rest before going to Wuhua to pray for rain.
Wei Xi was very tired all the way back, and the air conditioner in the car was so warm that he just clung to his second disciple's body like before.
The second apprentice felt warm and didn't reject him.
He even stretched out his hand to comb his hair.
Wei Dedao, who was holding on to the jade pendant, hesitated to speak.
After opening his mouth several times, he noticed Shuozong's cold eyes on his face.
He was silent for a moment and could only turn to Tuan Yuyi.
Wei De said: "Sister-in-law, please turn your head to one side."
Tuan Tuanyi turned his head and faced his master and second junior brother who were quarreling with each other.
Wei De said: "Do you have anything to say?"
Solidarity: "Of course" Wei Dedao said in his heart, "That's great.
You are indeed the eldest disciple of Zhong Lingyuxiu, the 63rd generation of Taicang Sect.
I am waiting for you to stop your master and junior brother from speaking out: "If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."
Tuan Tuanyi's eyes immediately showed longing, he breathed heavily, beat his chest, and asked excitedly: "What I want to say is, Master, Tianzun, do you want to lean on me to rest?"
Wei De said: "" Wei Dedao suddenly realized that this disciple didn't seem to be that handsome.
The unanswered meaning of solidarity is: "" Tuan Tuanyi realized that he had been rejected in his master's silence, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at his master and junior brother again, feeling a little confused.
It's not strange at all.
Master and junior brother are always like this.
He is just a little envious, thinking that my chest is also very broad, maybe even wider than junior brother's.
Master, why don't you lean on me?
Woolen cloth Wei Dedao was a little tired.
Taking advantage of Shuozong's departure after entering the house, he approached his apprentice again with a smile: "Xier, you seem to have a very good relationship with your second apprentice."
Wei Xi: "Of course."
He answered so naturally that Wei Dedao didn't know where to start his education.
These days he had seen too many things in the Taicang Sect's head order, and he regretted every moment that he had not done anything right when he was on the mountain.
Apprentices should carry out correct education.
Now that he finally appeared in front of his apprentice, he really wanted to make up for Wei Xi with all the lessons he had missed over the years.
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Wei Dedao said slowly: "But Xi'er, do you know that there should be some etiquette between master and disciple."
Wei Xi: "Oh, what etiquette?"
Wei Dedao thought for a while, thinking about the way his disciples get along with their "disciples", and he didn't know where to start: "The first thing is to keep a certain distance."
Wei Xi thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's it."
Then, under Wei Dedao's gaze, he took off the leader's 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 tell me to keep a distance?
I didn't know you were inside before, so I wore this leader's order close to my body."
Shuozong looked at the frozen Wei Dedao and chuckled.
The way he stretched and lazily leaned against the wall was very pleasing to the eye.
Butler Zhou who was passing by couldn't help but look back at him one more time.
Shuozong looked at him.
Butler Zhou seemed to feel that his eldest son, the taciturn second apprentice, wanted to express something to him at this moment, so he couldn't help but stand up straight and wait.
The next second, the other party didn't say anything.
He just raised his hand and touched the particularly eye-catching purple gold chain around his neck without saying a word, as if he wanted him to see it.
Butler Zhou: "" What do you mean?
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