Chapter 199 All Mortals Will Die 21
After the words fell, there was a dead silence inside and outside the cave. After a long time, the teacher who taught Jiang Yuelu whispered: "I definitely don't have such an idea."
Here, Jiang family is a strange word.
It cannot be brought up rashly, otherwise it will cause disputes.
But we can't take it too seriously. Taking it seriously means attracting attention and getting attention. Most people hope that the Jiang family will die quietly.
It would be best if the Jiang family’s children became useless and disappeared from everyone’s sight. Out of sight, out of mind.
——Fearful yet contemptuous.
Through the ground, Jiang Yuelu felt this complex, contradictory and subtle psychology.
So what did the Jiang family do?
Their god has stayed in a stinking cave for hundreds of years, and the tribesmen are isolated and avoid the god. Jiang Rihu follows the teachings of his ancestors and never goes to the attic to look for the lost god.
When they were young, they were in dangerous situations and had many near-death experiences due to the malice of children and adults. In those situations, Jiang Rihu could only hug him with tears in his eyes and pray silently, but he never really put it into practice.
Jiang Rihu and the rest of the Jiang family avoided their family's patron saint.
If Jiang Yuelu hadn't gone upstairs and found him out of the hole, would Xia Yi have continued to sleep with the mouse for a long time?
No……
Maybe he was awake at all, but he was weak and powerless because no one believed in him, not even those he protected.
He lay quietly in the darkness, accepting it all.
A sensitive god who is considerate of others, who can catch even the slightest pause in his expression, and then say, "Either I return the tiger-head doll to you."
He had no intention of hurting anyone.
But Jiang Yuelu could feel that this group of people were afraid of the god behind the Jiang family - the God of Konggou. Why did he give Xia Yi such a name?
Doesn't sound good.
He frowned, thinking that his own name sounded better.
Tong Mian was right beside him, watching his face turn from gloomy to bright, "Are you okay?"
Leng Wenhan also looked at him with concern, although he was the only one who could see the concern on Binggeda's face.
"We didn't notice the last time you were controlled by... someone." They were left with sequelae, and they didn't know when Jiang Yuelu would be controlled by the mind again. "You didn't stop along the way, it... is likely still in your body, so you must be careful. If there is anything wrong, remember to tell us."
Speaking of that god, the two students felt embarrassed and could only use it and that someone else to pass it off.
They should have believed in God, and their current behavior was considered treasonous. Jiang Yuelu smiled and promised them, "Okay, I will tell you right away if I do something wrong."
"Okay, stop talking."
Another strange voice.
After this man began to speak, the room in the basement became even quieter.
This must be a person of very high status and whose words carry a lot of weight.
Someone laughed dryly, and said in a tone full of flattery, "Great Elder Wu, you asked us to come here this time, but what instructions did the gods have for us?"
Tong Mian opened his mouth and said silently: "Wu Yeming?"
Wu Yeming heard this but did not reply immediately.
The sound reception in the cave was so good that they could even hear him drinking tea, very slowly. There was an awkward silence that made their chest suffocate in the air.
Even though Wu Yeming looked down on him, he didn't dare to say anything. He just laughed dryly and said, "Now you, Elder Wu, have the final say in front of God. If you have any prophecies, you must tell us first..."
Wu Yeming said, "A prophecy?"
"Yes, yes, the Divine Voice guides us in the direction of the future. Without Him, we can't do anything."
Wu Yeming smiled and said, "Whether you want to know the divine voice that guides you or the divine voice that guides you to make money, you know it in your heart."
"This, this... How could Elder Wu say that?"
Wu Yeming acted as if he was serious, as if he didn't know whose fig leaf he had torn off. "Everyone, it's pointless to pretend you know nothing. You all know why we called you here today."
"How could we know such a secret..."
"Yes, yes, you can't say that casually."
"Gods above, heaven and earth can bear witness to our sincerity!"
Everyone was saying ridiculous things, and everyone's face looked insincere. Wu Yeming looked at them coldly, almost sneering out loud.
Slowly, he raised his eyes and saw a shrine.
This shrine is different from the shrines of every family, and there is no statue enshrined in it.
Generally speaking, the statues of the clan gods of each family are strictly described by the family elders and then carved. The clan god is the god of the family and is closely related to the wizards of each family. Therefore, no matter how silent, every family will have someone who has seen the clan god.
Only one person is different.
That God... the only God between heaven and earth, is very ancient, so ancient that no one has ever seen Him, only heard His divine voice, and therefore He cannot be imagined.
He will leave no trace, but the songs sung by generations of people remember His great deeds.
Floods, droughts, wild animals, armies...
Anything can take a person's life.
In the ancient past, there was no difference between humans and ants.
Ants strengthen the land, humans strengthen the walls.
Water can flood an anthill, but it can also flood a city.
The only difference is that people pray, people can communicate with gods, people have desires, and they yearn for more powerful objects... People seek benefits and avoid harm, and submit to the most powerful force.
Wu Yeming's gaze passed through the noisy room where everyone held their own opinions and focused on the shrine that had been silent for a hundred years.
Just as quiet as he had seen when he was a child, the gods were silent, generous and loving, protecting all of them without asking for anything in return. This was what a god was. This was the difference between humans and gods.
The words that the elders of the Wu family said when they were kneeling in front of the shrine rang in my ears.
"Ye Ming, the wizards' hearts have changed and they have been corrupted by the secular world. The eyes of God are almost blind. It has been raining every night recently. Those are the tears of God. He is afraid that he can no longer help us. We wizards must not forget our mission. You must remember..."
"Wu Yeming, the light that everyone in the Wu family has done their best to shine is for the Lord God. You must always remember this..."
"Even if everyone betrays you, you can't..."
"Bang--!"
During the quarrel, someone accidentally bumped into the altar, causing the entire shrine to shake, and finally, a corner of the lacquered wood fell to the ground.
“Pah.”
Wu Yeming's hand stopped.
"You broke the shrine." He said it with a smile, but no one dared to breathe.
Wu Yeming walked over, picked up the lacquered wood block, wiped it several times with a clean white handkerchief, and tried to put it back on the shrine, but it fell back into his hand several times.
The last time it fell, he didn't insist on putting it back.
He whispered, "You have destroyed the god's house."
He didn't seem to be talking about God, but about an ordinary person, saying that you have destroyed other people's houses and they are uninhabitable. Not only that, Wu Yeming's eyes looking at the shrine were also full of attachment to the shrine of a young bird.
Then he turned around and stared at everyone.
Hatred and resentment burst out.
"Don't think I don't know. You came here because you heard some news. That's right, I was the one who spread that news. An absolutely accurate prophecy has appeared again. The great divine voice will guide us to avoid all dangers and obtain wealth that ordinary people cannot possess... I was the one who spread that false news."
It was like a boiling pot down there.
"Fake?!"
"You lied to us???"
Someone blushed with anger: "Wu Yeming - you are so presumptuous! How dare you pretend to be a god and deceive us elders! Do you really think that the Wu family can't do without you? Or that our wizard family can't do without your Wu family?!"
Wu Yeming clapped his hands and said, "Good, good. You finally spoke your true feelings."
"Wouldn't it be better if you did this earlier? You were so hypocritical just now. It really made me feel sick."
"you--"
He didn't feel at all that his words were irritating, but he looked happier than before. "But you are right. There are many members of the Wu family, and not everyone will listen to me."
When he said this, he vaguely glanced at the Wu family members behind him. The latter turned their faces away awkwardly, so he turned back and continued as if nothing had happened.
"But even if the Wu family is useless, it is still much better than hypocritical people like you."
"Over the years, you have relied on the oracles to accumulate wealth and multiply your offspring. Your life has been so peaceful and smooth that you have long forgotten the etiquette of the gods. Your hearts have long since changed."
The elders are used to being admired, so how can you stand being pointed at and criticized?
Someone was so excited that he said something without thinking, "But the divine power is indeed weak!!"
"Weak... Don't you know why it's so weak?"
Wu Yeming glanced at the shrine, his eyes turning from gentle to cold, "I don't understand. Didn't you say at the family dinner yesterday that the situation of ghosts declining and witches prospering will continue for a long time, and that mere ghosts are nothing to be afraid of? Why did you change your words today at the altar, in front of the shrine?"
"Family dinner..."
"Wu Yeming, are you spying on us?!"
The man was furious and looked at the other elders of the Wu family. "Okay, okay, since everyone is at loggerheads, why not make it clearer? Weren't you also at the family dinner that day? I don't believe you don't know which words are sincere and which are against your will! Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to our dinner!"
"You are obviously guilty of something! We all want to live in peace and contentment, and we all have our own plans. Why do you, the Wu family, want to be both the leader and the loser?"
The elder of the Wu family sighed, "Ye Ming, forget it..."
Wu Yeming didn't recognize any of his relatives. "Elder, if I remember correctly, I should be the head of the Wu family now, right?"
"You have been secretly associating with these people behind my back, which has long been against our ancestral teachings. I have not even used family rules to punish you, so why should you fart here?"
"you--"
Wu Yeming successfully angered a group of people again.
When Jiang Yuelu heard this, he finally couldn't help but laugh secretly. He quite liked this Wu Yeming.
Tong Mian and Leng Wenhan's expressions were quite interesting.
Mainly because they have been influenced by their teachers. The image of Wu Yeming as a big villain and a big traitor has always been portrayed by them... But when they saw him today, they found him to be quite down-to-earth.
Tong Mian, in particular, naturally resonated with this kind of person who could make the white-bearded old man so angry that he fell over.
Wu Yeming successfully made both his own people and outsiders furious, completely ignoring how many resentful looks were directed at him, because he knew that these people were not on the same path as him.
It doesn't matter if we are not of the same kind, but it is not okay to ruin the tradition and make more and more people leave here.
These people came here today because they heard rumors that the gods had once again sent down an oracle from their sleep… They received a long prophecy from the last oracle, and with the help of this detailed prophecy, they avoided many natural and man-made disasters and made their respective families prosper.
Because of this, two voices gradually emerged among the wizards.
The first type is like Wu Yeming, who believes that he should be loyal to the gods and follow ancient rituals.
This kind of voice was the most common in the beginning, but as wizards integrated into all aspects of society and became more and more tied to the human world, they changed from guardians to beneficiaries.
Gradually, a second voice emerged.
Believe that wizards should enter the secular world.
Shouldn't it?
The god was silent as if dead, and had not made a sound for many years.
People today are no longer as defenseless against nature as they were in the past, and humans have less and less need for wizards.
Rather than working hard to exorcise demons, they would rather enjoy a peaceful life with their wives and children and lead a carefree life like ordinary people.
Being in touch with gods... not only consumes your mind, but also your life span. Those wizards either become insane or die early, and there is no good ending for them.
Therefore, they desire a stable life more.
What's wrong with that?
Over the years, no matter how much Wu Yeming hated these voices, they became louder and louder, forcing him to face them, stop them, and strangle them, so as to give the Lord God some peace.
Someone looked at him with resentment: "But God hasn't looked at us for a long time, hasn't He? We are all wizards, and synaesthesia is the least deceptive. We haven't felt God's presence for a long time... Is He really still there?"
"Recently, there has been a rumor going around. It seems to have come from the Ghost City. It says that the reason our gods didn't respond is because the era of gods and ghosts has come to an end. Now is the era of mankind, the era of human rule!"
"shut up--"
Wu Yeming was furious, "How dare you bring rumors from Ghost City here?!"
Perhaps it was because many people stood opposite Wu Yeming that gave the newcomer great courage, or perhaps he had already had enough and wanted to fall out with them today.
The man was not afraid at all, and said loudly: "Why can't we talk about rumors that arise naturally? All things in the world, every flower, grass, and tree, are not all traces of Him. This is what God himself said, saying that He will always be with us and live in this world. Every bird, every flying dust, every wild bird passing by, and the sound of the disappearing wind are all His divine voices that resound between heaven and earth!"
"These are the last words He left for us before Jianmu was destroyed!"
"So this is not a rumor spread by someone with ulterior motives, but a real rumor that is spreading between heaven and earth!"
"Isn't this the most favorable evidence? It shows that He knew the time of farewell was coming, so He told us not to linger any longer and to leave as soon as possible - because just like the rumors say -"
Wu Yeming: "Shut up! Shut up!"
But those words still floated to everyone's ears like the sound of flowers and leaves in the wind.
It was like a final farewell.
"The gods are dying, and the wizards are all gone."
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