Chapter 135 Serving the Gods

"What... is going on?"

The village chief said with some doubt:

"Is Goddess Nuwa dissatisfied with this girl?"

"Otherwise, why did you put out the fire again and again?"

Feng Tianning sneered in her heart. She was not dissatisfied with Erya, but with this village.

Hu Zi was also a little hesitant, but when he thought about the money it would cost to raise Erya, he gritted his teeth and lit the fire again.

"Nuwa is urging us to hurry up. We must have been too slow and angered her."

As he said this, he was about to throw Arya into the fire.

"What do you want to do?"

Feng Tianning's voice, filled with coldness, appeared in the ancestral hall.

She had already walked to the side of the stone statue, her body still invisible.

At first glance, it sounds like the stone statue of Nuwa is speaking.

Hu Zi was stunned. Before she could react, the village chief pulled her to her knees on the ground.

The villagers behind them knelt on the ground, kowtowed continuously, and shouted "Nuwa Goddess bless you."

[The host is so smart, he can save Erya by pretending to be Nuwa.]

[Given the superstitious nature of the people in Anhuang Village, if she said she didn't want Arya now, they would definitely be able to save her.]

Feng Tianning glanced coldly at the villagers below:

"You want to burn this child?"

Hu Zi was about to speak when he was stopped by the village chief. He smiled awkwardly and said:

"Nuwa, we didn't mean to burn her."

"We just thought you were lonely here and wanted her to come here to keep you company."

"Hu Zi said that you are in need of a boy. Erya is the most well-behaved child in our village. We will feel relieved to have her stay with you."

If Feng Tianning hadn't known the whole story from the beginning, he would have been deceived by the village chief's appearance.

"Yeah?"

The village chief nodded hurriedly and pushed Arya to the front in a flattering manner.

"You can do whatever you want with this child. This is a small token of our appreciation from Anhuang Village."

"As long as you can bless us with good weather and good harvests, we will definitely bring you boys and girls every year!"

Feng Tianning laughed, and a powerful pressure emanated from her:

"I also have a friend who needs a close companion. I wonder if you are interested?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Nuwa was moved by his words and wanted to give him an opportunity.

He suddenly knelt down in the direction of Feng Tianning and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Goddess Nuwa! Thank you, Goddess Nuwa!"

Hu Zi, who was standing beside him, had a bit more displeasure on his face and said tentatively:

"Nuwa, Erya is my daughter. I'm so reluctant to let her go. Do you think I can be a servant to the gods?"

[Boy? Uncle, you're almost fifty, right?]

How disgusting! How can someone say such a thing?

[I can't stand this anymore! Host, please send them to hell.]

…

Feng Tianning glanced at the comments, and a hint of laughter appeared in his voice:

"Of course not."

"Now the Immortal Lord is only missing a boy."

Feng Tianning said with embarrassment:

"Why don't you guys have a fight? Whoever wins will become a god."

The village chief's face turned pale. He took one look at Hu Zi, who was covered in tendons, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He is about to be buried and his health is getting worse. How can he possibly beat the young and strong Hu Zi?

He finally had a chance to survive, but now he had to give it up.

The village chief clenched his fists tightly at his side, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Feng Tianning smiled and said:

"It seems the candidate has been decided. Then you..."

Before she could finish, the village chief took advantage of the situation and punched Hu Zi in the face.

Hu Zi didn't react immediately, staggered back a few steps, and looked at him in disbelief:

"Village Chief, how could you do this!"

The village chief sighed helplessly and said:

"Hu Zi, I'm almost dying, please give me this opportunity."

"You still have a wife, and your life will get better and better in the future."

"Please have pity on an old man like me!"

The village chief's tearful appearance did not move Hu Zi, but instead made his eyes even angrier.

"You old man, you didn't die when you should have, and now you want to steal my opportunity!"

"Don't think I don't know what you did back then. If you tell anyone about those ugly things, you will be sent to hell."

As Hu Zi spoke, he quickly approached the village chief and kicked him in the stomach.

The village chief was already old and was kicked to the ground by him before he could dodge.

"Bah, you dare to sneak attack me, I think you are tired of living."

As he said this, he kicked the village chief a few more times.

As the village chief's movements became quieter and quieter, the other villagers realized something was wrong and hurriedly pulled him away.

Hu Zi didn't continue fighting. After all, Nuwa was watching here. If someone died, his chance might be gone.

He knelt down with a pious look on his face and said:

"Nuwa, I won. Can I serve the gods now?"

"Don't worry, I'm very good at serving people, and I will never let that Immortal Lord say anything bad."

Go ahead, Hu Zi chuckled and looked up at the statue of Nuwa:

"It would be my lifelong honor to serve you."

[Is he alright? Still wanting to serve Nuwa?]

[How dare you? Are you tired of living? ]

[Host, please kill him! I really can’t stand this anymore.]

[Is anyone paying attention to the village chief in the back? He seems a little dead.]

[Is there really no chance of death? Let's call an ambulance first.]

"This kind of scum should be beaten to death. Those who survive are polluting the air. Didn't that man just mention that the village chief had done something shameful in the past?"

Feng Tianning ignored the barrage of comments that flooded the screen and his eyes fell on Hu Zi.

"Cao Hu, you've married seven wives, and you beat each one to death."

"Because they could not bear sons, but only daughters, you killed those women and even their children by drowning them in the well."

"Your current wife, Zhang Cuifeng, gave birth to your seventh child, also a daughter."

"You originally wanted to abandon Erya when she was born, but the village chief stopped you, saying that Erya had a unique fate and that she should be used in sacrifices to bless your Anhuang Village with good weather and great wealth in the future."

"So you raised Arya until she was five, just waiting to burn her to death today."

Listening to Feng Tianning telling his past word by word, Hu Zi's face became a little more flustered.

But it soon became a matter of course:

"They are useless themselves. They can't even leave me descendants. Killing them is the lightest punishment."

"Nuwa, please take me to the gods quickly. There's no point in talking about this now. You won't go back on your word just because of such a small matter, will you?"

Feng Tianning smiled:

"Of course not."

"My friend is called Taishan Fujun, also known as the King of Hell. I will take you to see him right away."