White snake fairy in the world

Chapter 108

"Of course it's the young master." Ma Yi said with a smile: "Don't believe me, young master, no one can be sure about these false and real things."

"Since no one is sure, what are you talking about?" Bai Jun asked back.

"Hehe, people can't say for sure about these things, but gods can't be sure."

Bai Jun raised his eyes and looked at the top of this person's head, a gray cloud was hazy and he couldn't see clearly, could it be the hidden boss in the game world?But where are there so many old gods in this world?
"You may not believe it, but I don't believe in God even though I came to the mountain temple." Bai Jun said a word lightly, then turned and left.

Mai Xiangshi was taken aback, what kind of freak is this?If you don't believe in God, you still come to burn incense in the mountain temple?Do people have a lot of money?In that case...

Baijun stepped into the threshold of the mountain temple, but the courtyard full of pilgrims was quite quiet, there was no noise, and the pedestrians were also quiet when they walked around, only the curling green smoke rose into the sky.

Seeing the god statue with the condensed divine power of the Shinto avatar accepting offerings and worship from mortals, he had an illusion that the other party was superior.

Bai Jun walked to the backyard, where the disciples who went out to horses lived. The old Wang Yuansheng was flipping through ancient books in the room. of white scorpion.

At that moment, in the mottled interlaced light and shadow, Wang Yuansheng's presbyopic eyes saw God.

He knelt down with a plop, and trembling uncontrollably, he said, "Greetings to Liu Zu! Greetings to Liu Zu."

Bai Jun stepped forward, slowly helped him up, and said, "You are not too young, so you don't need to perform such a great gift."

Wang Yuansheng said excitedly: "Liu Zu's words are serious, no matter how old the disciple is, he is still a child in front of you."

Hearing the words, Bai Jun couldn't help sighing, "The vicissitudes of the years make the difference between immortals and ordinary people. Time flies so fast."

Wang Yuansheng said excitedly: "The disciple can see you again at the end of the year, and he will die without regret."

Bai Yan glanced at the top of his head, and said slightly sadly: "You only have more than one year of life left, I can extend your life for a few more years."

Wang Yuansheng was the concierge who guarded the mountain temple back then. He is now the head of all disciples, but for decades, he has offered three incenses in the morning, noon and evening every day, respected the statue, and cleaned up the mountain temple by himself every month. For altars and altars, each sacrifice needs to be carefully prepared half a month in advance without any flaws, praying day and night, praying to God, not asking for what you need, not asking for what you worship, just asking for God's peace.

Bai Yan can see it in his eyes, and it is already the pinnacle of faith for a person to be so devout.

There were tears in Wang Yuansheng's eyes, looking at the god who had the same appearance as decades ago, it seemed that the years had never passed on the god, but only added to the charm of the god. "Thank you Liu Zu. It's just that the villain has no regrets in this life. It doesn't matter if you live a few more years. It will also make you violate the laws of the underworld. It is the greatest gift for me to see you for the last time before I die."

I heard in the previous life that the most devout believers of Tibetan Buddhism will kowtow three steps and bow once nine steps on the pilgrimage road. To see your own beliefs.

Wang Yuansheng felt that he was lucky to be able to see the gods who truly believed in them. In the eyes of the most devout believers, the gods don't need to be full of clouds and golden clouds, and they don't need to have any golden statues. As long as they believe in the gods, they are the supreme gods. .

This kind of faith transcends the secular greed, ignorance, anger, love and hatred, and is a feeling that overrides human nature.

"I have a wish in my heart, and I dare to ask Liu Zu to make it come true!"

"You say it."

"The disciple hopes that after death, he can be buried under the mountain where you live and be with you forever!"

Bai Yan was silent for a while, and sighed, "I will do what you wish."

"Thank you Liuzu! Thank you Liuzu!" He bent down again excitedly, bowing on the ground.

Bai Jun didn't blame him either, he just said: "Get up, I have something I need you to do."

"Liu Zudan, please tell me."

Bai Jun walked up to a statue standing on the wall, waved his hand at the statue, and the statue was psychic.

"You send someone to tell all the disciples who are going out, come back and enjoy a stick of incense before this year's Liu Xianhui, in front of this small statue in your room. As for whether they want to come back, it depends on them."

Wang Yuansheng asked in a low voice: "Then what if they don't come back? Will they be punished?"

Bai Jun smiled lightly and said, "There is no punishment, it just depends on whether their hearts are still here."

Wang Yuansheng was stunned, and felt a gust of wind blowing, turning the pages of the book on the table, waking him up from his deep sleep.

He hurriedly stood up, looked left and right, and found that there was no one around, but he raised his hand and spread out his palm, and a scale as crystal as white jade lay in his hand. Bottom: "Disciple thanks Liu Zu for his great kindness and virtue!"

……

At the foot of the mountain, the sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain.In the early spring of this season, it rains and is still slightly cold.

Baijun walked slowly on the road down the mountain. This is a mountain road built with incense money, which spreads over more than ten villages around, benefiting thousands of families.

He turned around, and under the gloomy sky, the mountain temple located halfway up the mountain was quite solemn.

For those disciples who go out on horseback, Bai Jun will not punish them in any way.The war with the Seven Gu Sects is about to end, and it's time to withdraw their divine power.

If they can still come back from the distant Tianjun Kingdom without hesitation, just to burn that stick of incense, it means that they have not forgotten their original intentions.

But if you don't come back, you may be fascinated by the secular world in your heart. Such a person cannot grasp the power of the gods, just like the love of ordinary people is harmless, but the love of gods and the use of power for personal gain will only create a catastrophe.People who possess supernatural power but are blinded by greed for money and power will only disturb the world.

Baijun will take back their divine power, and promise them peace and prosperity for the rest of their lives, and enjoy a happy family relationship.

"tick~"

A drop of spring rain fell on the river surface and rippled. The fish first woke up and surfaced. A man in white clothes on the bank was reflected in the small river. He slowly took out an oil-paper umbrella from behind, opened the umbrella ribs, and walked in the drizzle.

"Whoo~"

The slightly cold wind blowing made Bai Jun feel a little tired, and it was time to find a hole to sleep for a while.

No, he is a human being now, and he is going to sleep in the inn.

There are fewer pedestrians on the road, the main road has become a small road, and the wild forest is probably the most common in the outskirts of the mountains.

"Stop! That scholar!"

An abrupt voice sounded, and Bai Yan heard that the fierce accent was a little cute in his ears?

A group of six or seven people covered their faces and wore strong clothes, armed with scimitars and machetes, hurried up and surrounded him.

"This book is quite handsome." A burly masked man said roughly.

"Brother Xiong, what are you thinking? We only rob money, not sex!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, you scholar, take out all the money you have on you! We can spare your life, or..." a rather fierce big man said sharply, and raised his cold-looking The tip of the knife pointed at him.

"This place is under the mountain temple..." Bai Jun said.

"Stop talking nonsense, what about under the temple of the mountain god? We are robbing people's wealth, and it has nothing to do with the wealth of the mountain god. You are a big fat sheep, and you have at least a hundred taels on you, right? You can take it out yourself. Give you a respectable scholar." Another big man threatened in a cold voice.

Bai Jun raised his umbrella, his incomparably handsome face was revealed in the drizzle, and he said with a light smile, "Even if you want to rob, you shouldn't rob the mountain god under the mountain temple?"

(End of this chapter)