Assistant God of Life in Another World

You know, one river course is two to three hundred miles long, two river courses and four sides are measured in thousands of miles, so how many oil lamps do you need?Then, how much oil do you burn in one night?

Fang Tian felt his scalp go numb just thinking about it for a moment.

This plan is also abandoned.

It’s just that at night, it’s really not very good to be in a dark place. It’s okay like today. The time is moving towards the middle of the month. The moon rises early and can be connected with the nightfall. The faint moonlight can barely replace the lights.

What about the days without the moon?

In Fang Tian's faint thoughts, unknowingly, the setting sun gradually set and sank until it slipped below the horizon, and then the twilight gradually rose, and Fang Tian sat in the twilight, looking at the far below, where gradually there were countless lights The illuminated city.

This is Yanhuang City.

This is the city he named it.

This is also the city that he controls and dominates at the moment.

It stands to reason that cultivators should not pay too much attention to "things outside the body", just like Fang Tian himself, when he just received the appointment from the imperial capital to make him a city lord, he just smiled lightly.

That indifference is really indifferent, the kind that doesn't care at all.

It's just that as the city was erected step by step from scratch, Fang Tian gradually discovered that he actually developed some nostalgia for the city, especially today, this evening, when he was sitting here looking at the city, This feeling suddenly came from the bottom of my heart,

It's good to think about it.

Thinking of the people who live in it is good.

And hope everything gets better and better.

He even thought about who would take over the city if he left in the future.

The original indifference seems to have gone.Already need to put a "no" in front.

Using the saying in some novels in the previous life, isn't this the "inner demon"?

Fang Tian thought, then shook his head and smiled secretly.Whether it is true or not, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.In any case, this is an experience he has never had before in his life, and it is also a new journey in his life.

That being the case, let's experience and feel it to the fullest.

On what stage.What play.Off the stage, he is still him.This is exactly what the previous life called, "When you enter the country, you do as the Romans do."

As a practitioner, then be the best practitioner.

As a city lord, then be the best city lord.

Both.It doesn't matter.

If you abandon the responsibility of the city master for the sake of practice, it will be difficult for your mind to relax.If you delay your practice for city affairs.Then discard the original one by one.Both of these are not what a true practitioner should do.

A true practitioner should regard all experiences and experiences as practice.

When his thoughts turned here, in Fang Tian's consciousness, for a moment.There were many, and at this moment, Fang Tian thought of many, many things.

I thought of the time when I was with Xiao Qiqi and a group of little guys in the compound.

I thought of the time when I was with little loli and little Ivy.

Thinking of the time with Sharjah.

I thought of the time when I was with Owen Anderson and Fenglin's fellows.

I thought of the time when I was with Andy Eric and other members of the association.

Thinking of the time with Mauricpat.

Think of the time with the eagle.

I thought of the time when I was with those plants.

I thought of not being with anyone, just being alone.Alone, Enron, alone, quiet and alone, facing myself alone.

……

Many times, he is different.

Some are rolling on the ground, some are climbing up trees, some are talking nonsense casually, some are upright and solemn, playing the image of a "superior"...

Which of these is the real him?

both?

neither?

From himself to others, Fang Tian remembered many reports from his previous life.

Heinous villains have loyal and beloved wives, respected elders, and have unknown pasts. In some cases, honest people show viciousness, and in some cases, cowardly people turn into thugs.

And many more, too numerous to list.

Which of these is the real them?

Fang Tian fell into contemplation, but his gaze, consciously or unconsciously, turned towards the vicinity of the two rivers in the city.

There, hundreds of miles of windmills lined up.

There, tens of thousands or even more people, either still or moving, sitting or standing, or alone, or in small groups, or even tens or hundreds of people gathered together.There are no thousands of lights, but there is the breath of thousands of lights.

In the current Yanhuang City, there are more than three.There are many cultivators, many traders, and many bards.

Cultivators are the initial gathering.

Vendors are attracted by cultivators.

Bards are attracted by cultivators and traders.

Most of the cultivators come alone, or come in groups.Vendors followed the cultivators with large quantities of grain.The bards, on the other hand, mostly came from all directions by chasing merchants' cars and boats.This is exactly the agglomeration effect of one belt two, two belt three, and three belt ten million.

Fang Tian's induction faintly focused on a place where hundreds of people gathered.

The center of the gathering is a bard.

On the periphery of the gathering, there are magicians, warriors, and ordinary people.But no matter what kind of people they are, they have only one identity at this time, and that is the audience.

The bard was holding a long qin in his hand, um, let's call that thing a qin, Fang Tian didn't know what it was, it was a musical instrument anyway.

Fang Tian and the audience were listening to the bard's narration.

Unfortunately, or rather coincidentally, what this brother told was the story of "Son of God" Fang Tian.

Perhaps inspired by his last Kaspersky story, the bard also came up with something new. ——Fang Tian, ​​the "Son of God", was thrown into a world without any cultivators. In that world, there were no cultivators, but there were a lot of jungle monsters...

These monsters attack cities, small towns, and villages regularly or irregularly, causing people on the mainland to complain and suffer endlessly. However, under such circumstances, "Son of God" Fang Tian was born out of nowhere...

The general outline of the content is like this.The specific plot, in fact, can be guessed without mentioning it, but it's just the tone.

Fang Tian didn't listen to stories very much. For him who was bombarded by various stories in his previous life, such stories, no matter how many tricks they had, were not very innovative. What is it for.

That long piano is really not for playing.

Instead, it acts as a "gavel".

previous life.The magistrate in dramas or novels, when trying a case, often picks up a piece of wood on the case and then slaps it hard on the case, "Hey! Please come here quickly, confession is lenient. Resist strict!"

Whether this is the real situation, Fang Tian doesn't know.

At this time.The bard talked and talked.When it comes to the climax or turning point of the plot, they either talk nonsense about the long piano, use a few strings to make piercing and strange howls, with exaggerated movements and weird images, or simply use the long piano as a percussion thing.Hit the ground again and again, boom boom boom!

I don't know what's in the piano case, it rattles.

Perhaps, this is also a performance.Alternative "play"?Fang Tian was a little stunned. To be honest, this bard's performance subverted his imagination a bit. Damn, what a good musical instrument, just let you use it like this?You must be a fake bard?

In fact, Fang Tian really guessed right.

It's really not long before the brother he was watching took up the post of bard, only less than two months.Before, he was a man hired by a peddler. The peddler sold out his goods and went back for transit, and asked him to wait here, but there was no news after waiting.

This buddy who sits and eats, hey, he has successfully changed his job to a bard.

What Fang Tian didn't even know was that now many full-time bards tearfully changed the "elegant" way of playing the qin.In the past, they played the long piano slowly while telling the story, or in conjunction with the story, but that kind of routine can't be tolerated now, and the audience appreciates violent performances more. Well, it's this bard like this of.

The world is going down!Many bards were indignant, and then the indignation turned into strength, and they also turned from elegance to violence. I threw that long piano, I threw it, I threw it, I threw it!

The harder the fall, the more popular it is.

It is said that there are quite a few warriors who have changed their professions to become bards, not for the little money, but just to have a good time under the crowd watching.

Gradually, Fang Tian's attention shifted from the bard to the audience or audience.

These magicians, these warriors, and these ordinary people are all audiences now, gathering together regardless of each other, immersing themselves in the story with different expressions.And when they are not the audience, what are they like?

Could it be that magicians look down on warriors, warriors look down on ordinary people, and ordinary people despise the above two kinds of people at the same time?Then look down on it and look down on it, despise it and despise it, and everyone still abide by their own rules and create a river crab society together?

People are born in this world, no matter they are ordinary or humble, their purpose is to have a good life and live a good life.

Thinking of this, Fang Tian couldn't help thinking of the time when he taught little Ivy how to read. At that time, the first word he taught was "live".

A small sapling is alive if it is close to water and has roots.

In fact, for a tree, it not only depends on water, but also has roots, trunk, branches and leaves.

Is the root important, or is it important?Or is it the branch or the leaf that matters?

In fact, both are indispensable, and it doesn't matter which one is important or not.

Without roots, the tree simply dies.

Without stems, the tree does not become a tree. Even if the roots are surrounded by branches and leaves, it is still just a grass lying on the ground, unable to stand tall, let alone soar to the sky.

Leaves are used for breathing and transforming energy. If a tree wipes off all the leaves and wipes them off after they are regenerated, even a tree with vigorous vitality will soon become weakened until withered.

And the branch is the part that bears the leaves...

Trees are life, and humans are also life.In Fang Tian's eyes now, in fact, there is not much essential difference between a tree and a person.

Now, trees are so.

What about people? (To be continued..)