Simulator: Global Myths Come

Chapter 4 Change the plot
Cao Zheng rode a horse to the gate of the temple, and the dilapidated scene was appalling.

Weeds were overgrown among the ruined walls, and a few mice could be vaguely seen running past. It took only three years to make it look like this, thanks to the fat monk.

Cao Zheng walked cautiously among the rubble, always feeling as if something was crawling up his trousers under his feet.

- click

Looking down, he stepped on half of the plank.After brushing off the heavy dust on it, two large characters could barely be seen.

"Temple..."

This should be part of the plaque hanging on the main hall, and the other half has long since disappeared.

Cao Zheng stood half a piece of wood in the corner, patted his trouser legs and walked into the hall.

"Can it be repaired?" Cao Zheng frowned and looked at the scene in the hall, feeling that the system's judgment was indeed correct.

The heads of the clay sculptures of golden boys and girls are missing, and cobwebs and dust are attached to their bodies layer by layer.

The severed hands of Yaksha on both sides, and the short legs of broken legs, looked even more ferocious under the sparse sunlight.

And directly opposite Cao Zheng, a statue of a god leaned crookedly there, and it seemed that the "squeak" of mice could be heard.

At this moment, a figure came out from behind with a big smile: "Haha, brother, I'll wait for a long time!"

Cao Zheng turned around in a jerk and looked back. It was the Chishui River God in white.

The God of the River is still handsome, but Cao Zheng finds him more and more strange.It should also have something to do with decisively killing himself in the simulation.

Following the Chishui River God, the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

"Hey~" Cao Zheng exaggeratedly exclaimed.

The ancient trees stand in front of the eyes, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the fruit trees in the distance are covered with pink peaches.Two cranes were drinking water by the pond, and from time to time they croaked toward the sky.

The lingering sound in the ear and the burst of sandalwood in the nose, it is simply a fairyland.

Cao Zheng turned his head and looked at Chishui River God strangely.

"If there are friends visiting, it is natural to make a simple arrangement." Chishui River God said with some embarrassment.

The scenery in front of them is illusory, and both of them know it well.

Cao Zheng pointed to the peach on the branch and asked, "This...is it edible?"

"No." Chishui River God became more and more embarrassed.

"The small temple has been slandered by people, and the incense has been cut off for many years, so there is no such thing as the previous divine power. I have exhausted my strength to help you plan for an official position, and now I can only rely on my brother to save my life!"

Cao Zheng looked at the Chishui River God helplessly, can this matter of slapping his face and pretending to be fat be stopped?
"Brother, I don't know. What I miss the most is the dirty wine that I drank with you that night." Chishui River God's eyes slowly fell on the small wine jar Cao Zheng was holding.

Well, even the wine has to be prepared by yourself.

Cao Zheng shook his head with a smile, and put the juice jar on the table.

"I thought that your temple only needs to be cleaned simply. It looks like it's better to build a new one."

"Come on, drink, let's not talk about this." Chishui River God picked up the wine bowl and drank happily, as if he had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

While chatting, the faint screams actually appeared in my ears.

"Brother River God, is there anyone else in your temple?" Cao Zheng asked nonchalantly.

Chishuihe's face turned cold, he stood up and put down his wine bowl and said to Cao Zheng, "Brother, please come with me."

The subsequent scene was exactly the same as the simulation, the living soul of a fat monk was tied to a large pillar and whipped.

Cao Zheng forcibly restrained himself from blurting out the phrase "You're so wild", otherwise he would be the one hanging on the pillar next to him.

"This monk tricked the people into doing a lot of evil, and I am punishing the evil and promoting the good." Chishui River God explained for himself.

"Punish evil and promote good?" Cao Zheng looked at Chishui River God's face, fearing that he would turn his face suddenly.

"That's right, this is the soul of the abbot of the temple in the same village. He came here three years ago to build a building to gather believers and take away my incense," Chishui River God said through gritted teeth.

Cao Zheng still felt that the crime did not end there. Isn't belief in this thing just relying on one's own ability?

"The abbot slandered the God of Chishui River as an evil heretic and an outcast among the people. In the end, the temple was destroyed and the god will be destroyed.

I use my last divine power to lock the living soul of the monk, and hang here to whip day and night to relieve the hatred in my heart! "

After the Chishui River God finished speaking, he whipped the monk more vigorously.

The clues are strung together, and Cao Zheng finally understands the cause and effect of the incident. The story turns out to be a matter of fighting for belief.

It stands to reason that you monk should obediently eat your own bowl of rice.Turning your head and staring at other people's bowls, no one will feel resentful.

But there is also a problem with this Chishui River God. Isn't it good that you have the power to perform some miracles to attract believers?Turning his head was used to beat this monk.

Cao Zheng really didn't want to get involved in this matter, the two bosses were fighting, what did they ask him to come over?If you don't move, you will kill yourself.

He pinched his chin and stared at the screaming monk.

Although he was killed by Chishui River God in the end, this guy is definitely a key person.

It doesn't matter what is right and what is wrong, Cao Zheng just wants to end this story safely.

"Brother River God, you have to tie the bell to untie it. If you want to repair your temple, you have to rely on him." Cao Zheng pointed to the fat monk.

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

-

The next day, Cao Zheng visited the monastery of the fat monk.

The green trees and clear water at the gate of the mountain are in stark contrast to the Chishui Temple.

With the sound of Sanskrit and the incense burning, the believers climbed up the steps step by step.

Pushing open the red lacquered wooden door and pushing aside the golden gauze curtain, Cao Zheng finally saw a fat monk lying crookedly against the wall, muttering something.

From the mountain gate to here, all kinds of scenes made Cao Zheng more inclined to the idea of ​​Chishui River God.

This group of monks is indeed rich, and it seems that they have made a lot of money.

Probably not a good thing either.

I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, Cao Zheng only said that he asked Chishui River God to spare the abbot's soul because of his intercession.

After the temple is repaired, the soul of the fat monk will return to its place naturally, and the previous grievances will be wiped out.

The monks in the temple had no doubts, and mobilized believers to repair the temple that night.

First build the temple, and then release people.

This is also Cao Zheng's fine-tuning of the plot, so there won't be any troubles, right?

What Cao Zheng didn't know was.

Seeing that the temple was being repaired, the God of Chishui River forgot his plan with Cao Zheng.

He generously sent the old monk's soul... back.

A day later, when Cao Zheng suddenly heard that the abbot of the temple in the county had recovered from his illness, he was obviously still a little confused.

"Are these monks cultivating so quickly...?"

At this time, he suddenly had an ominous premonition, put on his clothes and rode his horse and whip in the direction of the temple.

What kind of temple is there? It has been pushed clean by this group of monks.

Cao Zheng's mind went blank.

Simple modification does not affect the plot, and the temple was destroyed according to the script.

The abbot was sitting on the carriage, directing the demolition work on the site, and buried the only remaining ruins in the soil.

"What are you doing!" Cao Zheng yelled loudly, "Hurry up and stop!"

The two disciples protected the abbot, and the fat monk smiled and said to Cao Zheng in the carriage:
"The county magistrate calm down, this Chishui god is a wild god, and if he doesn't respond to the believers and loses his incense, it's his own fault.

What's more, he didn't reflect on himself, but blamed my Buddhism, which is no different from evil sects.Cut the messy mahjong with a sharp knife to eradicate it, and the poor monk is better than building a seven-level pagoda. "

"Really?" A loud voice came from mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, thick dark clouds covered the sky, and the strong wind blew the monks who were demolishing the house tottering.

The disciples beside the abbot were also frightened and collapsed on the ground.

A huge armored figure appeared in mid-air, stepping on auspicious clouds and glaring at the people below.

This person is the Chishui River God.

The plot is not the same as the simulation. Cao Zheng felt a little confused at first, but then suddenly realized.

The river god in the simulator is exhausted, and now that the statue has been repaired, it naturally has a chance to reappear.

"Hey, Monk." Cao Zheng walked over and poked the abbot's fat waist, "Do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 4 Change the plot
Cao Zheng rode a horse to the gate of the temple, and the dilapidated scene was appalling.

Weeds were overgrown among the ruined walls, and a few mice could be vaguely seen running past. It took only three years to make it look like this, thanks to the fat monk.

Cao Zheng walked cautiously among the rubble, always feeling as if something was crawling up his trousers under his feet.

- click

Looking down, he stepped on half of the plank.After brushing off the heavy dust on it, two large characters could barely be seen.

"Temple..."

This should be part of the plaque hanging on the main hall, and the other half has long since disappeared.

Cao Zheng stood half a piece of wood in the corner, patted his trouser legs and walked into the hall.

"Can it be repaired?" Cao Zheng frowned and looked at the scene in the hall, feeling that the system's judgment was indeed correct.

The heads of the clay sculptures of golden boys and girls are missing, and cobwebs and dust are attached to their bodies layer by layer.

The severed hands of Yaksha on both sides, and the short legs of broken legs, looked even more ferocious under the sparse sunlight.

And directly opposite Cao Zheng, a statue of a god leaned crookedly there, and it seemed that the "squeak" of mice could be heard.

At this moment, a figure came out from behind with a big smile: "Haha, brother, I'll wait for a long time!"

Cao Zheng turned around in a jerk and looked back. It was the Chishui River God in white.

The God of the River is still handsome, but Cao Zheng finds him more and more strange.It should also have something to do with decisively killing himself in the simulation.

Following the Chishui River God, the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

"Hey~" Cao Zheng exaggeratedly exclaimed.

The ancient trees stand in front of the eyes, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the fruit trees in the distance are covered with pink peaches.Two cranes were drinking water by the pond, and from time to time they croaked toward the sky.

The lingering sound in the ear and the burst of sandalwood in the nose, it is simply a fairyland.

Cao Zheng turned his head and looked at Chishui River God strangely.

"If there are friends visiting, it is natural to make a simple arrangement." Chishui River God said with some embarrassment.

The scenery in front of them is illusory, and both of them know it well.

Cao Zheng pointed to the peach on the branch and asked, "This...is it edible?"

"No." Chishui River God became more and more embarrassed.

"The small temple has been slandered by people, and the incense has been cut off for many years, so there is no such thing as the previous divine power. I have exhausted my strength to help you plan for an official position, and now I can only rely on my brother to save my life!"

Cao Zheng looked at the Chishui River God helplessly, can this matter of slapping his face and pretending to be fat be stopped?
"Brother, I don't know. What I miss the most is the dirty wine that I drank with you that night." Chishui River God's eyes slowly fell on the small wine jar Cao Zheng was holding.

Well, even the wine has to be prepared by yourself.

Cao Zheng shook his head with a smile, and put the juice jar on the table.

"I thought that your temple only needs to be cleaned simply. It looks like it's better to build a new one."

"Come on, drink, let's not talk about this." Chishui River God picked up the wine bowl and drank happily, as if he had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

While chatting, the faint screams actually appeared in my ears.

"Brother River God, is there anyone else in your temple?" Cao Zheng asked nonchalantly.

Chishuihe's face turned cold, he stood up and put down his wine bowl and said to Cao Zheng, "Brother, please come with me."

The subsequent scene was exactly the same as the simulation, the living soul of a fat monk was tied to a large pillar and whipped.

Cao Zheng forcibly restrained himself from blurting out the phrase "You're so wild", otherwise he would be the one hanging on the pillar next to him.

"This monk tricked the people into doing a lot of evil, and I am punishing the evil and promoting the good." Chishui River God explained for himself.

"Punish evil and promote good?" Cao Zheng looked at Chishui River God's face, fearing that he would turn his face suddenly.

"That's right, this is the soul of the abbot of the temple in the same village. He came here three years ago to build a building to gather believers and take away my incense," Chishui River God said through gritted teeth.

Cao Zheng still felt that the crime did not end there. Isn't belief in this thing just relying on one's own ability?

"The abbot slandered the God of Chishui River as an evil heretic and an outcast among the people. In the end, the temple was destroyed and the god will be destroyed.

I use my last divine power to lock the living soul of the monk, and hang here to whip day and night to relieve the hatred in my heart! "

After the Chishui River God finished speaking, he whipped the monk more vigorously.

The clues are strung together, and Cao Zheng finally understands the cause and effect of the incident. The story turns out to be a matter of fighting for belief.

It stands to reason that you monk should obediently eat your own bowl of rice.Turning your head and staring at other people's bowls, no one will feel resentful.

But there is also a problem with this Chishui River God. Isn't it good that you have the power to perform some miracles to attract believers?Turning his head was used to beat this monk.

Cao Zheng really didn't want to get involved in this matter, the two bosses were fighting, what did they ask him to come over?If you don't move, you will kill yourself.

He pinched his chin and stared at the screaming monk.

Although he was killed by Chishui River God in the end, this guy is definitely a key person.

It doesn't matter what is right and what is wrong, Cao Zheng just wants to end this story safely.

"Brother River God, you have to tie the bell to untie it. If you want to repair your temple, you have to rely on him." Cao Zheng pointed to the fat monk.

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

-

The next day, Cao Zheng visited the monastery of the fat monk.

The green trees and clear water at the gate of the mountain are in stark contrast to the Chishui Temple.

With the sound of Sanskrit and the incense burning, the believers climbed up the steps step by step.

Pushing open the red lacquered wooden door and pushing aside the golden gauze curtain, Cao Zheng finally saw a fat monk lying crookedly against the wall, muttering something.

From the mountain gate to here, all kinds of scenes made Cao Zheng more inclined to the idea of ​​Chishui River God.

This group of monks is indeed rich, and it seems that they have made a lot of money.

Probably not a good thing either.

I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, Cao Zheng only said that he asked Chishui River God to spare the abbot's soul because of his intercession.

After the temple is repaired, the soul of the fat monk will return to its place naturally, and the previous grievances will be wiped out.

The monks in the temple had no doubts, and mobilized believers to repair the temple that night.

First build the temple, and then release people.

This is also Cao Zheng's fine-tuning of the plot, so there won't be any troubles, right?

What Cao Zheng didn't know was.

Seeing that the temple was being repaired, the God of Chishui River forgot his plan with Cao Zheng.

He generously sent the old monk's soul... back.

A day later, when Cao Zheng suddenly heard that the abbot of the temple in the county had recovered from his illness, he was obviously still a little confused.

"Are these monks cultivating so quickly...?"

At this time, he suddenly had an ominous premonition, put on his clothes and rode his horse and whip in the direction of the temple.

What kind of temple is there? It has been pushed clean by this group of monks.

Cao Zheng's mind went blank.

Simple modification does not affect the plot, and the temple was destroyed according to the script.

The abbot was sitting on the carriage, directing the demolition work on the site, and buried the only remaining ruins in the soil.

"What are you doing!" Cao Zheng yelled loudly, "Hurry up and stop!"

The two disciples protected the abbot, and the fat monk smiled and said to Cao Zheng in the carriage:
"The county magistrate calm down, this Chishui god is a wild god, and if he doesn't respond to the believers and loses his incense, it's his own fault.

What's more, he didn't reflect on himself, but blamed my Buddhism, which is no different from evil sects.Cut the messy mahjong with a sharp knife to eradicate it, and the poor monk is better than building a seven-level pagoda. "

"Really?" A loud voice came from mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, thick dark clouds covered the sky, and the strong wind blew the monks who were demolishing the house tottering.

The disciples beside the abbot were also frightened and collapsed on the ground.

A huge armored figure appeared in mid-air, stepping on auspicious clouds and glaring at the people below.

This person is the Chishui River God.

The plot is not the same as the simulation. Cao Zheng felt a little confused at first, but then suddenly realized.

The river god in the simulator is exhausted, and now that the statue has been repaired, it naturally has a chance to reappear.

"Hey, Monk." Cao Zheng walked over and poked the abbot's fat waist, "Do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

(End of this chapter)