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"Gods don't have gender, right?" Ling Xian was still shocked by what he saw just now. After all, he had a real fantasy about the moon when he was a child, and he was always in love with a man?

The old man laughed, and Ling Xian realized that it wasn't because of the distance that he couldn't see his face clearly just now. Even at this distance, his face was blurred. It will be forgotten, which is why this person's face is blurred.

"The gods here have fixed positions. When the old generation falls, we will choose a suitable new generation to replace it, but you are right." The old man has real power at first glance, but there are no high-ranking people. She seemed willing to answer Ling Xian's questions.

Walking through rows of palaces and pavilions, you can see all kinds of legendary scenery here, such as clouds and mist, Yulu Jinfeng, Qiongzhi Yaochi, and it is indeed worthy of the name of Tiangong.

In addition to the gods just now, there are also some servant-like people in front of the temple who are busy going in and out. It seems that these gods are indeed living the days of gods, and there are special people to take care of them.

"Then the last one who was pure-hearted and ascetic?" It's easy to lose believers in such a weak position. I don't know how many believers I have, so I won't be relegated without any of them coming to Tiangong for a walk?Ling Xian is full of worries about his future.

The old man smiled again: "No, at the beginning you all started as the God of Preparation, that is, the patron saint of various places, and your initial title was determined according to your personal characteristics."

It is true that he has lived a life of pure heart and asceticism these years, but it is not to the point where he can become a god. He always feels that someone is playing him on purpose.

The more you walk in, the more secluded it becomes, and there are fewer palaces, and most of them are ornamental buildings.

The old man finally stopped, in front of him was a slightly smaller palace, the whole body was made of suet jade, not as luxurious as the outside but also had a special charm, it seems that this is Ling Xian's residence.

"Your soul has been seriously damaged, so I left you to recuperate in Luoyue Yunhai for a while, but you haven't fully healed yet. Then you can continue to rest here for a while, and we can talk about fulfilling the priesthood later." The old man said. There was a gesture of please.

"Excuse me, what's your name?" Although there were already some guesses about the old man's identity, Ling Xian still wanted to get his own confirmation.

"For God's sake."

"This brat, I don't know if he's dead or alive." The professor lay on the bed and hummed, and Nan Hao brought him a soup to feed him.

When the barrier in Lingjia Town was broken, the professor was controlling the paper puppet here, but before he could stop, he was directly thrown out, and suffered internal injuries and still hasn't healed yet.

"Junior brother should be fine, isn't the paper puppet still fine?" Nan Hao was also worried about Ling Xian, but now he needed someone to cheer up the professor, so he couldn't show such emotions.

Things like paper puppets can also be used as a sign of safety in a sense. If something happens to the owner, it will be destroyed along with it.

The professor looked at the motionless paper puppet on the ground and was a little dazed. Since that day, Ling Xian's voice has never come from there again.

His gaze fell back to the table next to him. The letter delivered this morning has not yet been opened.

"It's almost Wanming Festival, this year you can go for me."

There is no point in hiding some things. It is better to let these children know earlier, so as not to be at a loss in the future, and when people are old, they will never see life and death.

"Wang, why don't you have something to eat, it's been several days." Nanny knocked on the door twice, but still no one answered, tried knocking a few more times, and finally shook her head and left.

After returning from Mrs. Ben's house, the ghost king kept himself locked in the house. The little ghosts had never seen a king like this, and they all burst into tears, but no matter how much they begged, it was useless.

The ghost king's room seemed to have really turned into a ghost, with no light or sound.

"Meow~" A cat with white flowers on a black background arched open the window and jumped in. The bell around its neck flickered, but it didn't make any sound. It seemed that there was something stuck inside.

The cat stepped onto the table in front of Chensha, stared at him, and wagged its tail behind it.

This is the Treading Snow and Plum Blossom raised by the sky, used to report messages. He has raised many such messengers, and even alpacas. Each animal is responsible for a different area, and this cat is the only one that can enter and exit the ghost domain. of.

Normally, Suantian usually comes to find something in person, but the messengers dispatched to indicate that there is information that needs to be delivered at the same time, and if Suantian can't find it by himself, then something big must happen.

Chensha scratched its head, the kitten raised its hair comfortably and purred, then he took out the letter from the bell and unfolded it under the candlestick.

"Wan Ming Festival is coming..."

After reading it, Chen Sha burned the letter paper, leaving only a thing like a bookmark inside, which was a pass for the Wan Ming Festival.

Chen Sha opened the window, hugged Taxue Xunmei up, patted its buttocks to indicate that it could go.

The kitten looked back at him as if he still didn't want to leave, Chen Sha stroked the cat a few more times: "I will go, go back."

After he came back that day, he sat in the dark and thought about it for a long time, and decided not to lie to himself anymore. Ling Xian was indeed hiding it from him on purpose.

Because for Ling Xian, he will become the biggest stumbling block on his way to becoming a god.

When did it start, before going back to town?

Taking everyone into account and betting on your entire life just to become a god admired by thousands of people?

Chen Sha stroked the sharp blade of the black gold dagger, there was no blood on it, not anyone's.

He smiled, then sheathed the knife, opened the door and left the room.

Then let me see what's so good about the Heavenly Palace you've been thinking about.

"Senior Sister, there is a carrier pigeon." The disciple who came to report brought up a pigeon with a letter tied to its foot.

Xiao Shuyue took it, and frowned slightly after reading it.

"Senior sister, is there something wrong?" After that day, the senior sister rarely showed such an expression, did something bad happen?The disciples couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"It's okay, let it go." Xiao Shuyue smiled, put away the pass, and handed the pigeon back.

In previous years, it was the Great Elder who went to participate in the Wanming Festival, but I had only heard about it a little bit. Now that the elder has not left the customs, I had to let her go.

It’s just that the number of seats for the Wan Ming Festival is limited. It’s been a long time since Qingyun Temple has been in decline in recent years. Why this year…

"Believers are the foundation of your existence." Suantian stood with his hands behind his back, just like every god before the education, and said those words to Ling Xian again.

These days, Ling Xian's soul has been healed, and he often goes out to hang out and get a lot of information.

Suantian is the master of this majestic heavenly palace, and his origin is unknown. Other gods said that Suantian was here when they came, and almost all the gods have received the teachings of Suantian.

Suantian turned around, stared into Ling Xian's eyes and said seriously: "Remember, if you regard yourself as a god above you, you will never be a god."

He can also be regarded as a loyal practitioner of this sentence. It is said that the whereabouts of the sky are a mystery, and he is not in the Tiangong most of the year. He will travel around and "help" human beings as much as possible.

The face of God cannot directly interfere with the affairs of this world. He usually finds the key person in the event, and asks the other party to resolve the crisis by giving points or giving treasures, so as to achieve the goal indirectly.

"Okay, let's go, come to me later if you have anything to do." Suantian saw Master Yu acting spooky outside the hall, so he knew he was looking for someone he wanted, and young people probably wouldn't like to hear those old-fashioned words. It's better to let him go sooner.

"Yes."

As soon as Ling Xian stepped out of the hall, he was pulled over by a hand.

Then he was dragged in front of a young boy, who looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of youthful cunning, without any airs of godliness.

Master Yu was promoted only in the past few hundred years. He is relatively junior in the new generation, but he is very talented and has his own way of doing things. He was quickly promoted to his current position.

All the gods were waiting to see his jokes, but they didn't expect that not only did he not make any jokes, but he also firmly secured this position, and even did better than the previous rain masters. After that, no god dared to underestimate him.

"The old man just likes to chatter. He's very boring. Let's go and play with me!" Yu Shi said, and dragged Ling Xian to the back garden. To be honest, the Tiangong is only so big and has been strolling for hundreds of years. There is nothing to go shopping, in fact, he just lacks a playmate.

The place of the gods is actually no better than other places, and there are many intrigues in the open and in the dark, but this newcomer is much more interesting than those hypocrites.

"Hey, newcomer, why are you so bored? I was the one who rained on you after you conferred the gods to show believers!" The rain master stopped, and shook his head with his hands behind his back, as if he was very disappointed, as if Ling had done something It's the same as being ungrateful, "By the way, Lei Gong helped you fight that thunder, and he actually wanted to welcome you, but this person is a deadly tsundere, it's not that he really doesn't want to see you."

"Well, I know." It's not that Ling Xian doesn't want to talk, but he doesn't know who to trust in this big heavenly palace.

After getting along with Yushi for a long time these days, Ling Xian can actually feel that this childlike nature is not pretended, not to mention that he is not worthy of others' deliberate efforts to get close to him as a little god.

And treating people with sneering words like Lei Gong is actually better than most people who hide their swords in their smiles.

"Is there any big event recently?" Ling first pointed out those boys carrying heavy objects to Master Yu. Recently, he can always see these people busy.

These servants are usually sent by the Ascension's family to serve them, and they are a status symbol. The usual work is not heavy, so the concentrated and purposeful delivery of goods must be due to other things.

"Oh, that," Yu Shi suddenly twitched, as if he had made a lot of determination before continuing, "Actually, this is a secret welcome banquet we prepared for you, but now that we are discovered, there is nothing we can do." Sighed, seemed genuinely sorry.

Ling Xian didn't speak, and looked at Master Yu with the eyes of a mentally retarded person, thinking that this secret is a ghost!Is it because I pass by his door every day that I am afraid that he will not know?

"Well, actually Wanming Festival is coming soon."

There were intermittent heavy panting sounds from behind the rockery not far in front, mixed with a few subdued muffled groans and the sound of objects being dragged and collided, and a pair of rabbit ears could be vaguely seen protruding.

"Then should we help them?" Ling Xian pointed there, and asked Master Yu solemnly, "It seems that the thing is very heavy, and I'm panting like this."

Rain Master's ears turned red after brushing, and he quickly pulled Ling Xian to go back: "He...they can do it, I suddenly remembered that I still have something urgent."

Next time you see Moon God, you must talk about him, it is getting more and more outrageous!

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I will write some very old memes, such as inexplicable misunderstandings and how you explain it to me (no)

Master Yu is a good boy, and the second branch of the ghost king's vinegar jar is activated!