A very far away from Jiuzhou, there is also a plain on the other side of the mainland, and there is also a group of humans living on it. However, this place is completely different from the customs and customs of Jiuzhou...

"I heard that Mr. Yan is seriously ill? Is it true?"

"It's true. When I went to visit Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan could no longer eat and fell into a coma."

"Oh, are wise men like Duke Yan leaving us? If so, I am willing to endure such a disease on behalf of Duke Yan, and I just hope Duke Yan can recover."

"So too. I went to the mountain temple to pray for this, but the mountain god did not respond to me. Maybe it was because my intention was not pious enough."

"This is not a matter of piety or undevotion. The mountain god only cares about the affairs on the hills, but cannot control our birth, old age, sickness and death. It is useless for you to worship the mountain god because of this. I heard that there is a new temple on the Zhangshui side, called the City God Temple, which is responsible for these things. Maybe we should go there to worship."

"It's useless. Zhangshui is too far away from our side. It can't control our side. Gods have their own divine realms, and the management areas have boundaries. You won't not know these common sense, right?"

"How could I not know? Of course I know, I was just panicked about Yan Gong's illness and forgot about it for a while."

"Because of the illness of a wise man like Yan Gong, who is not panic? I blamed you wrongly, you are a person worth dating."

"You are concerned about Yan Gong's heart being the same as me, and you are also a person worth dating."

Outside a wooden yard, several groups of people gathered in the same episode, looking at the yard with sadness, with sadness in their eyes, but they were helpless except sadness, which made them feel helpless, as if they were about to lose the support of the house that sheltered them from the wind and rain, which would not collapse.

A cold girl with compassionate face, bright eyes but seemed to be used to these common people, standing in the crowd as if no one else was there.

She was wearing a Taoist robe, with an elegant temperament, pure and dust-free personality. She was obviously out of place with the people around her, but the people around her seemed to be collectively blind. No one saw such an independent and eye-catching girl.

As time went by, more and more people around the yard were accumulated. A young man came out of the yard and looked at the crowd around him. He bowed to everyone with dissatisfaction with fatigue and sadness on his face:

"My father just now had the consciousness. He heard that he had not worked, but gathered here, thinking that this was wrong. Birth, old age, sickness and death are common, and all the villagers and elders do not have to worry about it. Don't delay family life for your father, which makes your father very uneasy."

The young man seemed to say the same things as the people around him, but his temperament and conversation were obviously different from the people around him, as if he was from two different places.

If the people from Jiuzhou were here, you would definitely see the strong "taste" of Jiuzhou on this young man.

"Mr. Yan is conscious? That seems to be great. Good people will have their own appearance!"

"Yeah yeah!"

In fact, some people have different ideas in their minds. People who are seriously ill and coma suddenly recover their consciousness may also be a reflection of their future. However, people would rather forget this and believe this point.

The sadness in the young man's eyes became even stronger, but he forced himself to smile and bowed to everyone, "I borrowed your auspicious words."

After persuading everyone away, the young man quickly returned to the yard and headed straight to his father's bedroom. However, he did not notice that the magical girl in Taoist robe followed him into the yard and arrived at the bedroom.

"How is it?" A dozen men and women were surrounded by the hospital bed, both young and old. After seeing the young man come back, he immediately made way for him. The middle-aged man with thin bones on the hospital bed was weak but his eyes were very bright and asked anxiously after sending the young man back.

The young man said sadly: "Father, I have persuaded me to go back."

The middle-aged man who was lying in bed, who was about to die, breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "That's good, that's good."

The middle-aged man obviously knew that his life had been long. First, he decided in front of everyone that the young man would continue his everything after his death. Then, in order to let everyone avoid it, he explained some secret things that only people could know, and everyone understood it and left the bedroom.

"Xiao'er, I know you don't understand what I do. I think I love those civilians more than you and my family in the past twenty years. I'm even stubborn before dying and think that this is wrong..."

The young man did not expect his father to say such words. He used to persuade his father with great sincerity, but his father just refused to listen. He was in poor health and did not rest. He kept running around for the common people and regarded them more important than his own life. This made him very puzzled and even thought that his father was crazy.

Unexpectedly, when my father returned to his mind, he finally woke up and realized clearly...

The young man then heard: "In fact, there is a reason for doing this for his father."

reason?

What's the reason?

"This involves a secret."

Secret?

What's the secret?

"Xiao'er, you must have heard of the City God Temple?"

The young man has been connected to the heads. The City God Temple has gradually begun to be built in cities over the past two hundred years. Although it accounts for less than half of the proportion, it is not a rare thing.

The City God is like the mountain gods and water gods here. They are both magical existences here. They can have divine realms and great powers, which are completely different from the customs and customs in Jiuzhou.

Although he had never been to Jiuzhou in his life and had only heard of it in books and the mouths of his elders, he had always been proud of being a member of Jiuzhou and a wealthy family in Jiuzhou.

Although he was a descendant of a wealthy family who had to escape from Jiuzhou.

However, their inheritance has not been broken and their roots have always been there.

"It took the family nearly two hundred years to figure out that the mountain god here is the work of the immortal Dian Hua."

This secret was really beyond the expectations of the young man. It is said that this place is 108,000 miles away from Jiuzhou, and there is actually the legend of this great immortal Dianhua.

The young man is naturally familiar with Dianhua Great Immortal. Among the clan studies he studied, Dianhua Great Immortal appears very frequently, and even looks very incredible, and it feels like it was fabricated.

In the clan school, Dianhua Daxian is a real land god, who seems to be able to do anything, even more powerful than the mountain gods and water gods here.

Unexpectedly, when his father was dying, he actually heard the name of the immortal Dian Hua from his father again.

Is the mountain god and water god the work of Dianhua Daxian?

Is this possible?

Although the legendary immortal Dianhua is as powerful as a land god, he has never seen it, and the mountain gods and water gods around him have really seen it. He does not think that a god with such supernatural powers would not be a match for Dianhua Daxian.

Not to mention the mountain god, water god, is the work of Dianhua Daxian.

With the young man's cognition, he instinctively did not believe what his father said from the heart.

However, when his father is dying, he is not able to interrupt his father.

Alas, just pretend to believe it, and think it is filial piety.

"It's not just the mountain god, the water god, but the City God Temple is also the work of the immortal Dianhua." Speaking of this, the seriously ill middle-aged man's face turned rosy and his words were full of confidence. He could not see the appearance of being seriously ill and dying just now.

The young man naturally doesn't believe it.

How is it possible? The work of the mountain god, water god, Dianhua Daxian, more than 600 years ago, and the City God Temple, which appeared more than 200 years ago, was also the work of the Dianhua Daxian.

The young man knew at this time that the old people in the family were too superstitious about the Dianhua Great Immortal. Anyway, as long as it was related to the gods, they would be put into Dianhua Great Immortal, and it would be the right thing to Dianhua Great Immortal.

"We don't need to think about the mountain god and water god. This is for those demons and aliens. In order to better protect the human race that survives on this plain, the position of the city god can be fought for. According to our exploration and verification, it is difficult to become a city god in the land, and to say it is simple and simple. It means serving the people of the land wholeheartedly and having enough positive reputation, there is a certain probability that you will become a city god in the land and become a god-like existence."

Become a god after death?

Someone believes this kind of thing that cannot be verified?

Have you also verified it?

Alas, these elders of the family are really...

The girl who followed her in stood by her side as if she was resting like a background board, without any reaction. Until she heard this, she looked up in surprise and swept the middle-aged man on the hospital bed, shook her head and said intimidly:

"As a matter of fact, we cannot underestimate these aristocratic families. Even the aristocratic families who were defeated during the Jiuzhou Rebellion six hundred years ago cannot underestimate them. The other party actually explored the truth about the mountain god, water god and city god in just over two hundred years. It's really amazing!"

The seriously ill middle-aged man seemed to have sensed the coming of death. He didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly held the young man's wrist tightly, gasped, and reminded him in a hurry and solemn manner:

"Xiao'er, remember, if you fail to become a city god for your father, you must inherit the will of being a father, inherit the people as the main body, and accumulate fame. Our family must have a city god in charge of the cycle of life and death in the people in the place. Do you understand? This is the most important thing, remember, remember... remember..."

After saying that, his body tilted and he died of anger.

The young man finally understood why his father was so persistent. It was rumored that the City God was in charge of the cycle of life and death of the people in the place. This was really important to the family. This was a "big plan" to continue after the family died.

Although there are many City God Temples and there are many rumors among the people, the young people do not fully believe that the City God has the magical power to control the cycle of life and death of the people in a place, which should be a false saying.

However, my father has passed away, and it is useless to think about it. Thinking of my father leaving him forever, the memory of my father couldn't help but burst into my heart. I couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

It's strange that all the memories are beautiful memories, and those bad memories seem to have been forgotten by him at once.

The family members who were waiting outside the door immediately realized something when they heard the young man's crying. They broke into the door and saw that the middle-aged man on the bed was indeed dead. They were also sad and burst into tears with the young man.

In the same space, it seems to be in two different dimensions. What everyone can't see is that the middle-aged man's soul has left his body and floats in his body. His soul is about to be polluted by the evil aura in the air. Suddenly, a light golden light surged out of his body, forming a light shield to protect himself, so that he is not eroded by these turbid evil spirits.

However, these golden lights were a little thin and seemed to be exhausted at any time. At the same time, a suction force came from the sky, constantly pulling something deep in his soul.

Although the force of this traction is not very strong, it is due to perseverance and never interruption.

"Is this the scene after a person dies? This layer of golden light is the merit I have obtained for more than ten years of dedicated work for the people? I have been doing things that benefit the people for more than ten years, and I have obtained so few merits?"

If the merits are exhausted, what should he do?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man was a little panicked and instinctively felt that there would be a great horror to him.

"It's not the City God! Alas, it seems that I failed!" The middle-aged man sighed in disappointment.

After the middle-aged man became familiar with his current state, he turned around and looked at his relatives who cried bitterly because of his death.

The middle-aged man felt ache in his heart and shook his head and said, "Am I wrong? If I didn't persist, my body wouldn't collapse so quickly. I should be able to live for another twenty or thirty years until my grandson grew up. Isn't it good? When I was alive, why are my family obsessed with being the city god? Alas, it's too late to regret it!"

The middle-aged man glanced around and suddenly found something, staring at the only girl in Taoist robe standing.

Just now, I didn’t realize... was it because I was negligent, or was the other party’s magical power?

When he saw the other party standing here openly, his family turned a blind eye and did not notice it at all. He immediately understood that it was the latter.

Who is the other party?

Why is it here?

What is the other party’s purpose?

The middle-aged man suddenly thought of something, pointed to the Taoist robe worn by the girl, and said, "This is a Taoist robe. Are you a Taoist priest? Are you a master in the Taoist sect? Huh? I seem to have some impression of this, who is here..."

I remembered that she was the great disciple of Dianhua Daxian. Our family has her portrait passed down from generation to generation, but...

In the portrait, the other party was younger than he looked now, and he didn't recognize him for a while.

What is the other party’s name? What is the Taoist name? Alas, I remember it for too long and can’t remember it clearly.

I vaguely remember the other party’s name is... By the way, the other party’s name is Li!

The middle-aged man immediately saluted to the other party respectfully and said, "I have met Fairy Li."

Recognize me?

Although it was a bit unexpected, it was expected that with the previous secrets of death.
Chapter completed!