After I became an ancient god

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The sound of silver falling to the ground attracted the attention of nearby civilians. Almost instantly, a dozen ragged beggars on the street stared at the silver on the ground.

In this small border town, such a piece of silver can completely enable a family to live in peace for more than a year, which naturally attracted the envy of many people.

Of course, the people on the street heard what the rich young man said when he threw the money, so they naturally knew who the money was for and dared not offend this powerful son in the city.

This wealthy son named Li Zuo is the only son of a well-known wealthy family in a small border town, and he is by no means something ordinary people can easily offend.

I heard that it was their family's turn to preside over the sacrificial ceremony in recent years. If they offended them, they would be arrested and become the sacrifices in the next sacrificial ceremony, and sacrificed to the demon clan who protected this small city.

In the Great Tang Dynasty, it was very common to sacrifice blood and food to demons to obtain protection, and it was a custom in this city that was adjacent to the border and basically separated from the jurisdiction of the Great Tang Dynasty.

After all, if there were no demons to protect them, then the next day, the people in this city might be swarmed and swallowed up by the demons wandering around the border.

Therefore, many small towns humbly offer human races as sacrifices to the monsters every year, and it gradually becomes a grand annual festival.

Every year, ten pairs of boys and girls and more than a hundred young and middle-aged people are offered at the ceremony.

In this regard, everyone has no complaints, only endless fear and numbness.

Every time they think of the terrible scene during the sacrificial ceremony every year, everyone can't help but feel terrified, and become more awed and timid.

The sacrifices of the past hundred years have wiped out the blood of the human race, and only those powerful capitals can wage war with the support of the Tang Dynasty.

But even so, the human race is still retreating steadily, and the prosperous Datang in the past is at the end of its strength.

Everyone felt that perhaps in a few decades, the human race would cease to exist.

Because the number of humans eaten has significantly exceeded the number of births.

In the territory of Datang, the population has been sparse to the point where there is no one inhabited for hundreds of miles, and almost everyone lives in a daze.

Therefore, even though they really wanted the ingot of silver, the people on the street still didn't do anything, they just cast envious eyes in the direction of the monk.

And the moment their eyes touched the young monk, everyone stayed for a moment at the same time, their eyes lingering on the figure in the plain white monk's robe.

Unexpectedly, I feel inexplicably that if there is really a reincarnation of the Buddha in this world, maybe it will look like this.

That kind of face is compassionate, neither sad nor happy, with a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and the look of drooping eyebrows is very similar to the statue of a god sitting in a temple. The whole body seems to be shining with brilliant Buddha light, which makes people feel close to each other.

Li Zuo, who was sitting upstairs, didn't notice what the people on the street were thinking. He was looking down at the bald monk downstairs with contempt.

In his opinion, this young monk has six ring scars on his head and fair skin all over his body. He is obviously not a poor monk who is used to eating and sleeping in the open.

Such a monk who is obviously cheating will never let go of this ingot of silver, maybe he will immediately kneel on the ground and thank him like a pug.

He couldn't wait to see this fake monk reveal his true colors.

"..."

However, the fact is not what Li Zuo thought.

He was expecting the monk to pick up the silver, and he was elated in front of his classmates. The majestic scene did not appear. The monk with a calm expression just raised his head and glanced at everyone upstairs.

The moment Li Zuo looked into those eyes, his whole body froze. For some reason, his gaze focused on the monk's dark pupils, as if he had glimpsed something terrifying hidden under the human skin. .

!!!

Li Zuo was so frightened by this gaze that his face turned pale, and he subconsciously leaned back. Because the stool had no backrest, he fell all over the place, causing strange looks from his classmates at the same table.

Seeing this, Li Zuo, who fell to the ground, immediately turned pale with anger, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "What are you looking at!"

Li Zuo was furious, and fled away, but he didn't dare to look down again, and hid in the teahouse compartment, so that everyone could not see him shaking like a sieve.

He trembled in his heart, wondering if he had offended some monster in human skin, and trembled in fear.

In this world, there are quite a few big monsters who like to wear human skins and wander among the people to hunt blood and eat, and they call themselves elegant.

Tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, and it is very likely that a big demon will come to choose a suitable blood food as a sacrifice.

He was so regretful that his guts were green. If the demon fell in love with him, his father might not be able to keep him. After all, in the eyes of the demon, the human race is just food, and he would never let it go for the sake of his father presiding over the ceremony. he.

Thinking of this, Li Zuo beat his chest and stamped his feet remorsefully, almost crying.

But downstairs at this time, Ke Su glanced at the silver on the ground, wondering why the NPC threw down the silver just now, but it was not obtained by alms, and it was meaningless to him.

So he ignored the silver and continued to beg for money.

Perhaps because of his relatively Buddhist appearance, Ke Su quickly succeeded in alms and scooped up a bag of white rice.

After completing the daily tasks, he successfully saw that there were a lot of skills on the skills panel in his personal information, all kinds of skills, all of which were familiar Buddhist scriptures and traditional arts from previous lives, such as superseding ghosts, subduing demons, and the like.

Among them, the Buddhist scriptures can just be used to communicate the Buddhist teachings and discuss the Buddhist scriptures. Ke Su looked at his slowly growing reputation and his passing score, and realized that he still had a long way to go.

If he wants to save the world, he must be famous all over the world. Now he is not famous at all as a young monk, and he is far from being famous all over the world.

I heard that there is a family of monsters named Kuafu near this small town, and they are also great monsters who protect this city. I don't know how much their reputation can be increased if they are rescued.

Ke Su sat in front of a temple, thinking.

He tried to enter the temple just now, to give lectures on the scriptures and discuss the Dharma, to promote the Dharma, to increase his reputation to some extent, but he was ruthlessly rejected.

"A fake monk like you who doesn't even have an ID card wants to enter our temple? Idiots!"

Seng Mi, the gatekeeper, said contemptuously, and closed the gate firmly.

After experiencing this, Ke Su finally understood the meaning of the reputation value required by the system.

After thinking about it seriously for a while, he still decided to earn his reputation points. Only in that way could he enter the temple to give lectures on Buddhist scriptures and become famous all over the world.

Moreover, the temples in this small town could no longer satisfy him. He needed to go to Luocheng, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, which he had just inquired about, to exchange scriptures.

It is said that the temples there are extremely prosperous, and there is even the largest temple in the world, where Buddhist exchanges are held every year.

Especially recently, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival altar meeting, whose main purpose is to pray for the world, will start next month.

He has to speed up.

Speaking of which, I just heard that tomorrow is the beginning of the festival, when the time comes, the big monster of the Kuafu clan will come to this city to enjoy the sacrifice.

That's it, this is the main mission.

Eliminate monsters at the festival and increase your reputation!

Thinking of this, Ke Su speeded up the time progress bar in the game, and the time soon came to the next day.

At this time, there were only a few people left on the street, the cold wind was blowing, and everyone's faces were dull.

In the center of the city in the distance, a thick fog was blowing towards our faces, and in the fog, a figure of a giant appeared faintly.

This is the clan of great monsters who call themselves Kuafu.

They are huge in stature, like Kuafu in mythology, they are the largest type of monsters, and they have been feared and feared by the human race since they appeared a hundred years ago.

They are said to be like this, and they also consider themselves to be Kuafu's survivors, and they regard themselves as such all day long.

Dressed in clothes made of giant animal fur, the giants came to this small city trembling under their feet, with wild smiles on their faces.

"This year's festival has begun! Everyone in the city comes out to us!"

This year, they don't want to eat only a little sacrifice like before.

They have to pick and choose carefully, devouring all the blood food in this city, and it is not in vain that they have deliberately raised them for many years.

"Woooo-"

"Mother, I'm afraid..."

The Kuafu's voice seemed to penetrate the sky and spread throughout the city, and the civilians who were driven to the center of the city by the soldiers showed despair, and soon there were wailing and mourning one after another.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! The monsters will let us go after picking..."

The thin woman hugged the child tightly, comforted the crying child, and comforted herself, yes, everything is the same as in previous years, the monsters will leave after picking food, they can't pick them no matter what.

Only those chosen sacrifices died, not them.

There were quite a few people who had the same thoughts as the woman, and everyone was so lucky to think that they shivered and huddled on the ground, praying that this bloody festival would be the same as in previous years, leaving only one Ground debris and broken corpses, as well as countless surviving people.

"Father...Father...it doesn't seem right!"

Li Zuo hid in the house near the festival, his face was pale, he was frightened yesterday, and now he was suspicious, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He always felt that this year's demon adults seemed to be extraordinarily ferocious, especially the behavior of calling all the people in the city, it was like driving pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep to the slaughterhouse.

And these people are the lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.

"Don't, don't scare yourself! Bad luck!"

Li Zuo's father, Li Yuan, changed his expression on the outside, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he still reprimanded his useless son.

If you say this kind of thing when this kind of monster comes, if you are heard, it will be really bad if you anger the monster.

"Hahaha! These humans are really obedient!"

Outside the city, the standing Kuafu giants laughed loudly. They looked down at these human races who didn't know their fate, as if they were looking at the ants under their feet.

It's just that these human races taste much better than ants.

The more they eat, the stronger they become. If it weren't for the presence of some monks in the human race, their demon army would have devoured the human race long ago.

But it feels good to raise them in this way, at least until they are fattened up, it feels really good to eat one bite at a time.

"I want to eat monks! I heard from other demons that the taste of monks is the best. If you chant sutras and Buddha all day long, your meat will become soft and sticky!"

"Huh? Dasha, where did you hear that? A monk's flesh is sour! It tastes so good after chanting sutras!"

"What? I don't believe it! Don't fool me!"

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, eat one and have a look! Don't blame me if you vomit, hey, look! Isn't there one there?"

A smiling Kuafu giant pointed to a monk walking on the street in the center of the city. His plain white monk clothes stood out.