When the young man looked towards her, Xue Hui was slightly startled, and stepped back unconsciously, only to see a person passing through her body.

It was a young woman with a child.

Is it...

Yukie seemed to realize something, and the woman who walked through her body walked straight over as if she couldn't see her, knelt down devoutly towards the tablet, and muttered something.

The woman had an unbelievably gentle expression on her face. Although her voice was soft, it was unexpectedly powerful, and it reached Xue Hui's ears: "Master Fengshen, I beg you to lower your supreme divine power. , bless us..."

Fengshen, is this boy?

Xuehui couldn't help thinking that she now understood that she was probably in some kind of illusion, and other people couldn't see her at all, so she quietly watched what happened around her.

Human beings cannot see the gods, but they can feel the gentle kindness of the gods who guard the land in this shrine.

Their belief is all that supports the existence of this god.

Xue Hui only saw the boy showing a gentle and peaceful smile to his people, his eyes were calm and stable, and his whole body was like a breeze, blowing the hearts of all the believers present.

At night, silence returned to the shrine.

The starry sky is dotted outside, and the thin humming of cicadas can be heard in the grass.

It seemed like it wasn't just a hallucination, but a feeling akin to...someone's memory.

Xuehui found that the time in this space seemed to pass very fast, and it was night in a blink of an eye, and the villagers just now had disappeared without a trace, only the wind god they believed in, the boy and his dragon were sitting at the gate of the shrine.

Fengshen looked up at the starry sky, with a lonely look on his young face.

He stretched out his hand to caress the Shenlong, and let out an inaudible sigh.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head to the dragon and said, "Although I don't know what this feeling is, it's probably the feeling of loneliness in human mouths."

"I thought, I'm lonely."

Fengshen's eyes turned to another place, which was the place where his people lived.

"However, for everyone, although I sometimes feel lonely, I deeply feel that I am needed... I am unexpectedly happy like this."

"So, we must protect everyone from now on."

The smile on Fengshen's face no longer contained any haze this time.

God is not the existence that erases all emotions in human imagination. On the contrary, the Fengshen that Yukie saw already has many characteristics of human beings.

He will feel lonely because he does not get any response and always exists as a god, but he will also feel happy because his existence is needed by so many people who believe in him. It doesn't matter, the gentle Fengshen will always guard this land.

Xuehui didn't know what kind of feeling she had in her heart, but when she saw Fengshen's smile, she suddenly laughed too.

But in this world, good things often exist for a short time.

time flies.

In the scorching summer, a sudden heavy rain seemed to swallow the whole world, and it fell continuously for three days and three nights.

There was a raging storm outside, and the shrine was full of villagers, their faces were sad, and they kept praying to the wind god they believed in.

"Lord Fengshen, please save us."

"If the rain doesn't stop, then the flood will sweep the village and everything will disappear...Master Fengshen, please have mercy on your poor people!"

The Lord Fengshen they were looking forward to just looked at them solemnly.

Fengshen sighed, and said, "I'm just the messenger of the wind, I can't manage the affairs of the water..."

There was nothing he could do.

Yukie watched the shrine getting more and more full, crying in despair, sadness and frustration filled the small space.

"Lord Fengshen, have you forgotten your people?!"

Fengshen's expression became more and more numb. After hearing these words, he was shocked and showed a look of unbearable pain. He watched the rain outside, and finally stepped out of this shrine.

What is he going to do?

Xue'e followed involuntarily.

When the screen changed, Fengshen was already standing in a rushing river.

He seemed to have made up his mind.

"Do you really want to do this, Master?"

Shenlong spoke, its voice was deep and sonorous, but with a hint of sadness.

Fengshen didn't answer it, but just looked at the rushing river under his feet and the rainwater that almost submerged the whole village from the sky.

He stretched out his hand, and the white spiritual energy flew towards the river like a waterfall.

The river that originally flowed towards the human village was abruptly diverted!

Xue Hui looked at this scene in surprise, and opened her mouth involuntarily.

But this is not what Fengshen should do. He undoubtedly violated the rules by doing so, and if he did something extraordinary, he would naturally be punished by heaven.

It's just that the price is too high.

He suddenly squatted down in pain, covering one of his eyes, his thin shoulders trembling faintly.

I don't know how long it took before he finally stood up, but the huge pain still made his standing posture a bit unstable.

Yukie saw blood.

The blood gushing from Fengshen's finger dripped down the river under his feet.

He has lost one of his beautiful eyes.

But he didn't care at all, looking at the diverted river, he finally showed a relieved expression: "Great..."

His only remaining eye was full of joy.

There was more and more blood in Fengshen's fingers.

Going against the sky this time damaged a lot of his strength and even made him lose one eye.

Fengshen no longer stood and looked at his subjects tenderly as before. Because he was seriously injured, he could only recover slowly through self-cultivation.

The villagers were saved. They thought that the god of wind had appeared. At first, the shrine of Fengshen was full of incense, and different people came every day.

It's just that spring goes and autumn comes, and many years have passed, and the world has already changed.

Over time, those villagers either died, or their descendants had already left this land, and gradually, they had long forgotten the wind god, and no one even came to pray to the wind god in the shrine. blessed.

The power of the god is related to the beliefs of the villagers. When the surrounding villagers worship him wholeheartedly, his power is very powerful. This is also deeply felt by Yukie. She was in the previous village Here, she became the protector of the villagers, and the power of belief of those villagers also helped her to a certain extent. Human beings are like this, let alone a god whose all power comes from his followers?

When everyone gradually forgot about him, Fengshen began to become extremely weak.

The shrine that no one came to anymore began to become dilapidated and dirty.

It was dusty and cobweb-covered.

Fengshen's thin body is hidden here. He lost one eye before, and he needed a stronger power of faith to recover slowly, but what he didn't expect was that human beings had already forgotten him.

He stood silently at the gate of the shrine, just like when he was waiting for the arrival of his people for the first time, looking into the distance full of anticipation.

"Will they come again?"

Fengshen asked.

Shenlong didn't speak, maybe it also knew that at this moment, he couldn't be made to despair.

It can only pray that those humans will appear here again to serve this lonely god.

But after waiting day after day, there has never been any trace of human beings there, only a few animals passed by here, as if surprised by the dilapidated scene of overgrown grass here, paused for a while, and then disappeared quickly In the depths of the forest.

The god finally fell silent for a long time.

Night fell, as if there was no hope left.

He had only one eye exposed, and his long hair and white cloth covered his other blind eye.

The god showed a smile, this time it was truly lonely.

His tone is still so gentle, but it no longer gives people a warm feeling, but reveals a kind of cold despair: "It seems that everyone has abandoned me..."

He smiled bitterly: "I am like this, what reason do I have to continue to exist?"

Once a god loses its believers, it will eventually disappear from this world.

He could have survived for a while, but that didn't seem necessary either.

Fengshen's body gradually became transparent, appearing crumbling in the wind, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Xuehui wanted to stop him, she felt that he should not end like this, so she shouted: "Master Fengshen! Please don't do this..."

But no matter how much she shouted, it was of no avail.

But at this moment, a voice seemed to come through the void, and suddenly resounded in the entire space: "...Have you seen all of this?"

His voice is the same as that of the previous Fengshen, but with a mature and insightful indifference.

Xue Hui was a little surprised: "Are you Lord Fengshen?"

That is, the owner of this memory space.

What she saw was clearly the disappearance of Fengshen... That god, based on her guess, should have completely ceased to exist.

Fengshen's voice seemed to be sighing, he didn't deny it, but there was a hint of mockery and bitterness.

"That's right... what you saw just now are all my memories of hundreds of years."

As soon as the words fell, everything around her was distorted again. Xue Hui only felt a huge pressure coming from her side, as if it was squeezing her limbs.

A figure slowly appeared beside her.

Compared with the youthful and handsome face in her previous memory, the Fengshen who appeared in front of her already looked like an adult. His eyes were very calm, as if he didn't care about anything, but when he was staring at him, he could still feel his tenderness. A tenderness that never fades away.

Xue Hui noticed the terrifying power on the other party, and she said in disbelief: "Could it be...?"

Fengshen's gaze was still calm, but there was a hint of sadness, and he said softly, "Yes, it's just as you imagined...I'm no longer a god, just a fallen monster."

"My name is Yimulian."

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