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Bai Xiao responded, the god who spoke to him was in charge of the death of mortals, he said: "Weize, I want you to help me investigate someone."

He roughly told Wei Ze about the long-cherished wish he had heard from mortals. Wei Ze put down the jade pen in his hand, turned around and rummaged through the shelves full of books for a while.The long scroll unfolded, and thousands of names appeared on it one by one.

Wei Ze looked at it for a while, and said, "In about ten days, I was bitten to death by wild wolves in the mountains."

"So short?" There are only ten days left!He originally thought that this person was suffering a little bit, at least he could live for a few more years, but he didn't expect that he was going to leave soon, and he still ended up like this.

It's fine if he doesn't know about this person, but he still begs him every day, I really can't bear it.He said, "Is there no other way?"

Wei Ze said: "Of course there is not. I can't change what's on this scroll."

Bai Xiao paused for a moment, mortal life has its own destiny, he has heard Wei Ze say this countless times.He sighed, sat down across from Wei Ze's desk, and said, "I don't think the life and death of this mortal is fair at all."

Wei Ze took the long scroll: "Why?"

Bai Xiao straightened his chin with one hand, and complained: "Look, some people are very good, they do good deeds every day, but they don't see much longevity. Some people do all the bad things, but they can still live a long life.

I am in charge of the fortune of mortals, the most I can do is to give more blessings to good people and take away the blessings of bad people.But what these people seek the most is longevity, and fate is predetermined.No matter how many good things you do, when should you die or when should you die, don't you think it's unfair? "

Wei Ze looked at him and paused, and said, "It's really not fair if you say that. But the most fair thing in this world is that everyone will be unfair?"

Bai Xiao sat up straight, and he said: "But what they want is never what they want. As the god in charge of fortune, I can only look at it like this..."

Wei Ze looked at the scroll of life and death in front of him, and suddenly fell silent.The long scroll records everyone's life and death, how they lived, how they lived; how they died, and what they died for.

But there is no involvement of cause and effect. A bad person does all kinds of bad things, and in the end he puts everything aside and chooses to hang himself. After reincarnation, he will have a new life.

It seems that the familiar saying of life and death suddenly loses its meaning.

Bai Xiao was a little at a loss, he said: "You say that we are gods, what is the reason? Is it just to be superior? Or to stand in the sky and look at the mortal world like this?

We sit in this position, become this god, and get the long-cherished wish of a mortal, is it really just for watching? "

Wei Ze brushed past the names of thousands of people in front of him, and suddenly said: "I don't know. I only know that everything has its own destiny, and if you do anything against the sky, you will definitely suffer backlash."

The two were relatively speechless. Bai Xiao stood up and waved his hands. He said, "Forget it, there are some things that no one can control. Maybe you are right, but we can only perform our duties."

Bai Xiao bid farewell to Wei Ze and returned to his temple.He heard the mortal's long-cherished wish again, and for several days, this mortal had been confiding to him about his experiences and misfortunes.

Ordinary people go to the mountains to pick fruits, wipe off the fruits one by one with their ragged clothes, and then put them in front of the jade statue with great reverence.

Bai Xiao disappeared and attached himself to the jade statue to look at the mortal, who was only 21 years old.However, a drought caused a famine in their original hometown. Some people chose to flee, while others chose to stay.

And this mortal's parents starved to death in this famine. He watched his relatives around him leave one by one, and finally chose to leave his hometown in desperation.

Men would come to beg him every day, and bring clean mountains and waters and fruits to him.After a few days, finally came the day when the man should die, and Bai Xiao came early.

But no matter how much he waited, he didn't wait until the man came to worship in front of his statue, so logically it wouldn't have happened so early.He waited from dawn until dark, but he still didn't see anyone, so he simply turned into a human body, dressed in white and holding a jade fan.He went to find the abode of suffering mortals.

Arriving at a place built with grass and trees, I saw a fire still burning on the ground outside, with a few rotten wild fruits and wild vegetables beside it, but there was no sign of the mortal.

He waited for a long time by the thatched shed, turning the melons, fruits and wild vegetables that the man had placed into fresh ones.Also let a fruit tree next to the thatched shed bloom and bear fruit, so that the full fruit hangs on the branches.

He pinched his fingers and sent a few blessings to that man, hoping that the mortal would meet a life-saving nobleman in a critical moment.Life and death are fate, but all he can do is to send more blessings.

A few hours later, it was completely dark.There were wolves howling in the mountains, and a figure in ragged clothes was running palely among the trees, chasing the wolves with green eyes behind him.

The man was terrified, and ran in the direction of the god statue like crazy, and kept shouting for help from the god.The pack of wolves behind them bared their fangs, ready to kill the man at any moment.

Finally, the man ran to the statue of the god and fell to the ground with a plop.The man turned around, his back was tightly pressed against the statue, his life was hanging by a thread.

And just at this critical moment, a burst of red light suddenly appeared from the statue of the god in the dark night.Scared by the red light, the wolves backed away, whimpered a few times, and ran away in a hurry.

The man gasped for breath and suddenly collapsed on the ground.He looked up to the sky and smiled for a while, feeling the joy of remaining alive after a catastrophe.He hastily turned over and knelt down in front of the statue of the god, thanking Bai Xiao all the time.

The man said, he will definitely become famous, and then build a praying temple for the gods to enshrine the gods.

Bai Xiao saved this mortal against God's will. He thought he would be punished, but the punishment never came.

He waited in the temple for a few days, but suddenly news came that Wei Ze had been punished by heaven.He hurried to the punishment stand of the God of Punishment, and saw Wei Ze lying on the ground covered in blood.

He suffered a full 89 lashes, which knocked off half of his body.

With a pale face, Bai Xiao hugged the weak Wei Ze in his arms.A heart feels uncomfortable as if being pulled by something, this is an emotion he has never felt since he became a god.

He said: "I was the one who did the wrong thing, why did you get punished? I should be punished if you want to! Why don't you say anything?"

Wei Ze pulled the corner of his blood-stained mouth, showed him a smiling face, and tremblingly took out a name torn from a long scroll from his pocket and handed it to him.

Wei Ze said: "This person's life has been changed. If I tear him off, he will never appear on my scroll of life and death. If he is your believer, then I will leave it to you. Maybe you are right. Life and death should only be arranged, at least good and bad should be divided, and good and bad should be used to offset.

We can't achieve real fairness, at least give corresponding fairness where we can. "

Bai Xiao held the shredded paper that was as heavy as a thousand catties, and hugged Wei Ze almost speechlessly.Wei Ze owed this injury to him.

Sure enough, that mortal did not break his promise. After three years, he really built a prayer temple for his god statue.For those who suffer in this world, a place where they can place their sorrows is created.

At first, there was no incense in this prayer temple, only the man who built the temple lived.Later, the man opened a road for the temple in the mountain to facilitate people to go up the mountain, which made the incense burn more.

Those who come to pray have thousands of long-cherished wishes, and they have everything they ask for.Some people ask for children, some ask for blessings, and some ask for wealth, but the one who asks most is the phrase "good health and long life".

Bai Xiao has never felt the suffering in the world, nor the fate of mortals, so he doesn't know the inextricable connections between mortals.

His wishing temple can really be said to be responsive to requests.As a result, the incense in the temple gradually flourished, almost non-stop from morning to night.

And because of the efficacy of the praying temple, people began to move in and live near this mountain area, and it became a very prestigious small town.

The temple was changed into a temple, and the small town was renamed Wanqi City.And the person who was rescued by Bai Xiao first became the palace master here, and of course some people like to call him the city master, but the man himself doesn't care.

Bai Xiao attached himself to the statue and watched the crowd coming and going, both happy and sad.Because among the thousands of prayers, there is only one life extension, which no one can ask for.

When Wei Ze went to his temple that day, he realized that most of his divine power had declined after not seeing him for several months.Wei Ze frowned and asked, "It's just for good luck, how could it waste so much cultivation?"

With a pale face, Bai Xiao clenched his fists tightly, tightly clutching the life-changing shredded paper that Wei Ze gave him earlier.

Wei Ze didn't have a good face, he grabbed Bai Xiao's hand, and opened his palm to check.Unexpectedly, the paper with people's names written on it was actually constantly absorbing Bai Xiao's divine power.

This mortal has transcended his original life and death, and can only rely on Bai Xiao to support him for the rest of his life.And not only that, the responsiveness of praying to all the people in the temple is also consuming him every day.

Wei Ze said anxiously: "Everyone, I beg you, you only give relative luck. If this goes on, you will die sooner or later!"

Bai Xiao said with a smile: "They are all mortals. I will give to mortals what they ask for. Who makes me a god?"

Wei Ze was worried, and he said, "Even if you are a god, how much can you give? You can give what you want. What if one day you can't give?"

Bai Xiao sighed: "Then give it until you can't."

Wei Ze snatched the shredded paper from Bai Xiao's hand, and said angrily, "You think it's a good thing to give all the time? Ordinary people's desires can never be satisfied! Even if you don't succeed, so what? Called a god?"

Bai Xiao lowered his head, this question made him unable to answer for a while.

After a long time like this, Bai Xiao's divine power also declined rapidly, and he was gradually unable to satisfy many mortals' long-cherished wishes.

One day, a beggar who was dying of hunger came to the temple.

He didn't ask the gods directly, but went to ask the owner of the prayer hall, and he asked the temple owner to give him a full meal.The temple master looked pitiful, and suddenly remembered himself back then, so the temple master gave the beggar two steamed buns.

The beggar was very grateful. He ate the steamed bun in his hand, looked at the statue of the god in the temple, and suddenly knelt down on the ground with a plop.He choked with sobs and said: "Since the gods have spirits, why not turn this Wanqi City into mountains of gold and silver, gold everywhere.

In this way, no one needs to worry about money, no one needs to worry about food and clothing.The people live and work in peace and contentment, and no one will starve to death. "

After hearing the prayer, Bai Xiao looked at his remaining divine power, and thought that it was good.After giving Jinshan Yinshan, even if he can no longer release good luck in the future, his believers will not worry about food and clothing or live a hard life.

So he gathered all his remaining divine power and gave Wanqi City gold and silver mountains, gold everywhere.

The author has something to say: You can read this chapter as if it was a previous life, or you can treat it as not. Even Kong Xiangyu himself doesn’t know if it’s true or not.