The Legend Of WuKong: [07.]


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[07.]

Yang Jian took Yang Chan to live in a small temple at Guanjiangkou, and became a small town water god.

Dear readers, why do gods ask people to offer incense? It turns out that the source of mana is to absorb the spiritual accumulation of the world. The more worship people in the world have, the more incense they have, and their spiritual accumulation will be reduced. It was sucked out and floated up to heaven with the incense. Only by accumulating spiritual energy can the magic power be inexhaustible. Therefore, the gods love to attract the world to worship and offer incense, but the gods do not take into account the wishes of the world. Because if someone makes a wish for you and it comes true, then other people also ask you for your wish to come true. If it doesn't come true, it would be unfair. But if they all come true, they don't care about it, so they simply ignore them all. Therefore, most of the wishes cannot come true. Occasionally, a wish comes true after making a wish, but it is just a coincidence, but they all think it is a manifestation of gods, and they spend more money on it.

The water in the Guanjiang estuary area is calm, with no wind or waves. The people live and work in peace and contentment without any worries, so there is nothing to beg the gods for. The Guanjiang temple is deserted and has been dilapidated for many years. No one is willing to donate money to rebuild it. .

Yang Jian led Yang Chan and Xiao Tian here. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He thought, if he didn't come here out of anger, but was granted the title of Heaven, how could he end up in such a situation?

He looked at the Tu Tu Temple next to him, but it was extremely luxurious. There were a lot of pilgrims every day, and no one entered empty-handed. Curious, he went to inquire. Tu Tu smiled and said: "I'm sorry you are a newly-confessed immortal. I don't know the mystery of this." , the river you guard is calm and everyone is happy, why do they still ask you? Why do they still give you gifts? You see, I am in charge of this land. As long as whoever cultivates a field and builds a house does not burn incense and pay tribute to me, There will be no peace, the seedlings in the field will die, and the building will be caught in the fire, so no one dares not to come and donate. So if you want the incense to be strong, just see who doesn't donate, let him go out of the river, the boat will capsize, and the flood will surge near the shore. You see Will everyone come to beg you?"

Yang Jian suddenly said: "It turns out that this is what the gods do." He then asked doubtfully, "Are all the gods in the world like this?"

Tutu shook his head: "I dare not say this, but from what I have seen, it is mostly like this."

Yang Jian asked again: "Then you are so greedy in the world, wouldn't it be a disaster if the higher ups found out?"

The land laughed: "What have we done? We have worked hard to gather so much incense and spiritual energy for God. Why does God blame us when God is relying on us to support us?"

Yang Jian returned silently, but he could not do such a thing, which had no difficulty and created difficulties but also required bribes and tribute, so he had to settle for poverty.

He doesn’t care about human affairs, and he doesn’t have anything

Why should he care? The gods cheered before going out, and Yang Jian only had the six monsters of Meishan collected during the Battle of the Gods. Yang Jian is a low-level person, so when he encounters any god, he must retreat obediently and give way. The gods sneered when they saw that he was so poor that he had six monsters as followers. Yang Jian's defeated general in the Battle of the Conferred Gods had already reached the ninth level. Seeing that Yang Jian was so messed up, he couldn't help but wave in front of him a few more times and ask him to salute in order to make fun of him.

Yang Jian is used to hardship. He just vowed to stand out so that Yang Chan and Xiaotian would no longer be bullied. But now that he has joined the Immortal Sect, he can be regarded as the disciple and grandson of Yuanshi Tianzun. Li Jing, Nezha and others who participated in the war have all been granted titles. He had made the greatest contribution to the king and the prince, but he was just a little **** in Zhenjiang. He also wanted Yang Chan to suffer along with him. He really couldn't bear it.

But Yang Chan was extremely happy. She felt that it was a great change from wandering in the world to having a small temple to settle down, and even people occasionally came to pay tribute and burn incense. She wandered around the mountains and rivers laughing all day long, throwing branches to make Xiao Tian chase after her. Yang Jian watched from a distance and felt that since his sister was happy, he had nothing to ask for. The idea of ​​becoming famous was temporarily forgotten.

Yang Chan has a good heart. Although she has little incense, she always responds to requests. No matter how poor a person is, even if they have no money to pay for incense and only use grass stems instead, Yang Chan will try her best to help. Although her power was meager and she couldn't help much, for those ordinary people who just wanted to catch more fish to pay off their debts or find their lost cattle, she was already a great benefactor who saved their whole family. This has done a lot of good things, and the surrounding villagers say that there is an Erlang God in Guanjiang Temple. He doesn't like to answer any requests from him. Instead, there is a third holy mother who has no statue, and she appears all the time and answers all requests. So people from far and near came to burn incense, and Guanjiang Temple became prosperous.

Yang Chan was even more happy, feeling that her life finally had meaning and she could help people every day, so she did her best to help anyone who asked for help. The land next to him looked at it, but he just sneered, shook his head and said, "How can this last forever?"

As expected, as time went on and people from all directions gathered to seek help, Yang Chan realized that there was so much suffering in the world, and even if he exhausted his magic power and died from exhaustion, he could not help. She could help those who fished and found cattle, but there were those who spent huge sums of money as tribute in order to seek prosperity and wealth in the next life. This afterlife was under the control of the underworld. Yang Chan had no way of deciding, so she had to return the money in shame. The rich man woke up early in the morning and found tributes piled all over the yard. He was scared to death. Instead, he thought he had angered the gods, so he paid even more tributes. Yang Chan returned them at night, and he gave more the next day. He was not afraid that the gods would be greedy, but that the gods would not accept them. present. Yang Chan couldn't laugh or cry.

There are even those who are suffering from injustice and have raised complaints and come to cry. Either their fields were taken away, or their wives and daughters were robbed, but these people had no money to pay tribute and could only make a wish.

It means revenge, and one is willing to be shattered into pieces. Yang Chan was soft-hearted and burst into tears every time she heard it, but her magic power could only float three feet off the ground by herself, helping people catch fish and find cows. How could she have the ability to help people clean up their grievances and punish evil?

She went to beg Yang Jian, but Yang Jian shook his head and said: "How do you know whether what they are complaining about is true or false? You are just too gullible. What exactly these things are about is not something you and I can figure out. . What's more, these things are not our responsibility at all. We only need to irrigate the river mouth. For other things, there are officials to manage and gods to reward and punish. If we exceed our authority, we will cause the displeasure of other gods."

Yang Chan asked: "Brother, why are the gods so powerful, but there are still so many sufferings in the world that cannot be eliminated? Why don't the gods allow the world to have abundant crops and everyone be healthy and long-lived, without illness or disaster? Wouldn't this make the world more harmonious? Are you grateful to the gods?"

Yang Jian thought of the words of the land and sneered: "Silly girl, if everyone is happy in the world, what do you want the gods to do?"

Yang Chan's eyes widened: "So the gods don't want the world to be happy?"

Yang Jian smiled and said: "If the gods wanted to do this, they would have done it long ago. How could it be like this in the world? Killing people and setting fire to gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses. As gods, are we stupid enough to believe in retribution? Plant something?"

Yang Chan couldn't help but shed tears: "If that's the case, then what's the point of being a god? I see the suffering of those people but can't help, which is even more uncomfortable than letting me suffer myself."

Yang Jian sighed: "You are too kind, and living in this world is too tiring. There are some things that we can't do anything about, so we might as well be more open-minded and just treat them as blessings from their uncultivated past lives."

Yang Chan shook his head: "But you and I know that's not the case."

Yang Jian sighed: "I can see it clearly, but it is more painful. So it is better to lie to myself."

Yang Chan was silent for a long time, but said: "I don't want to be a god."

Yang Jian said angrily: "Silly girl, it took a lot of effort for us to get where we are today. I got this position through life and death on the battlefield. You know when I faced the gods of Jiejiao, I faced countless life and death situations. It all depends on me." What keeps me alive? Just because I thought at that time, I can't die. What will happen to Chan'er if I die? She is so innocent, how can she survive in the world? If you don't want to be a god, don't do it today. , why don’t you want to think about your brother’s injuries!”

Yang Chan hugged Yang Jian and cried: "Brother, I was wrong. I will never mention this matter again."

Yang Jian hugged Yang Chan and sighed softly: "Silly girl, what will you do without me."


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