The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

That birthday was a simple one. The three of us as a family just prepared a sumptuous home-cooked meal and a cake, and that was considered a birthday.

Before going to bed, Eun-seok forgot to pack his schoolbag.

Seeing that the mother was about to scold the child, the father stepped in in time, packed the child's schoolbag, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just the schoolbag that is not packed? It's not a big deal, there is no need to be angry. I will do it, you all go and have a rest."

As the son and his mother turned around, they suddenly heard a loud "bang" behind them.

Eun-seok looked back and saw his father lying on the ground, his head hitting the glass coffee table, the glass shattered and his forehead also shattered.

He was lying in a pool of blood and broken glass, holding a half-finished schoolbag in his hands.

My father died just like that.

It was also from that day that Eun-seok learned the cruel truth.

The next day, Eun-seok, who was still a child, rushed to the shrine angrily and questioned the mountain god:

"Aren't you a god? Why can't you keep my father safe? Why do people here have to die early? What kind of god are you? You are so useless! If you are so useless, how can you deserve to be worshipped? I'm going to smash you to pieces!"

He failed to destroy the shrine - his mother stopped him.

His mother hugged him and cried, "Don't do this! We can't be disrespectful to the gods, otherwise it will bring bad luck."

Eun-seok cried and asked, "But now the misfortune has come. Dad is dead and I don't have a dad anymore. Mom, in three years, you will be 35 years old and you will die too. Woohoo, what should I do? What should I do?"

My mother said with tears in her eyes: "My mother once told me that there really was a mountain god here before, but later he left this land, and then misfortune began to befall. One day, the god will come to the world and relieve the misfortune for the devout believers!"

She repeatedly warned her children: "Never, ever offend the gods! Believe in the gods and worship them more devoutly than ever before, so that they will be moved by our sincerity and we can be saved."

Eun-seok looked at the sculpture of the god, still somewhat skeptical: "Are there really gods?"

"Yes!" Mom said with certainty, "More than 1000 years ago, as long as people prayed to the Snow Mountain God sincerely, the Snow Mountain God would bless them. Legend has it that there was once a man trapped on the mountain by a snowstorm. When he was in imminent danger, the Snow Mountain God walked out from the end of the snowstorm and melted the blizzard with a wave of his hand."

"Did anyone really see it? What does the Snow Mountain God look like?"

"I heard that he is very beautiful, with hair as white as snow and eyes as bright as gems. He is extremely compassionate and has mercy on all living beings. He will grant whatever you ask for."

"Then why did He disappear later?"

Mom shook her head, her eyes a little confused: "I don't know..."

"Later, my mother also died on her 35th birthday. Like my father, she never received salvation from God until her death."

Eun-seok's eyes were slightly red, and his tone was filled with infinite sadness.

"Although I worship the Snow Mountain God every day like my parents, I still had some doubts before, and I was not sure whether those legends in the past were true."

"Especially after I turned 30, I didn't know whether I would wait for death to come or wait for God's salvation."

“Fortunately, I encountered a miracle today!”

The sadness in his tone disappeared, and he pointed at the frozen image on the screen with great excitement:

"The God of Snow Mountain has finally arrived. He has not abandoned us. He has appeared! I am saved, and all of our people are saved!"

"It turns out that the legends were not deceiving. It turns out that there really are gods in this world. They have not abandoned us. They have come to save us!"

At this point, he clasped his hands together again and prayed devoutly: "Please ask the God of Snow Mountain to lift the curse that has been placed on our En family for generations!"

Yu Beiming looked at the extremely pious and expectant expression on his face and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The person who resolved the avalanche disaster was Sang Feiwan, and the person photographed by Xiao Liu's drone was also Sang Feiwan. There is no such thing as a god at all.

He turned his head to look at Sang Feiwan, who shook his head and turned to leave.

Yu Beiming took Xiao Hei and left the noisy room.

When they reached the corridor, Yu Beiming asked, "Is it true that Enshi can only live to 35 years old?"

Sang Feiwan nodded: "It is indeed a sign of a short life."

Yu Beiming said: "The strength of the curse is directly proportional to the strength of the person who casts the curse. The stronger the strength, the more cruel the curse."

Sang Feiwan remembered a netizen who had participated in the live broadcast.

Because of a misunderstanding, the netizen caused the mountain girl Cuicui to lose her job and had to return to the mountains to get married.

Cuicui's brother was so angry that he secretly cast a spell on the netizen, causing him to go from being a person who didn't like spicy food to someone who loved spicy food and ate it crazily.

Later, Sang Feiwan revealed the reason. After the netizen went to find Cuicui, Cuicui's brother helped him to remove the curse.

A small curse like this, even if it is not resolved, will be resolved by itself after a period of time.

This is because the person who casts the curse is not very skilled in Taoism, and the effect of the curse will not last long.

But even if they were cultivators like Yu Beiming and Sang Feiwan at their peak, it would be impossible for them to cast a vicious curse that could last for a thousand years.

Yu Beiming also thought of this, his eyes darkened: "Could this curse come from..."

Sang Feiwan took over the conversation: "God's curse!"

Only a god could cast such a powerful curse so easily.

Yu Beiming couldn't help but become curious: "What did the people here do a thousand years ago to attract the curse of God?"

The gods are high above, looking down upon all living things. Although they may bestow blessings upon us occasionally, their traces are always vague, and mortals have no chance of coming into contact with real gods.

According to rumors, most gods are pure-hearted and have few desires, like the bright moon in the sky. They look upon the vicissitudes of the world with indifference and never interfere too much in any earthly affairs.

Even if they were lucky enough to meet one, it was impossible for mortals to cause any substantial harm to God.

After all, he is a god, a god who can destroy mountains and rivers with a blink of an eye.

In front of God, human beings are like ants looking at the moon.

How could ants possibly harm God, thereby causing God's wrath and curse?