Chapter 206 God's Tomb Binding
It rained in Lingqi Village at night, and it rained intermittently until dawn the next day. The roads in the village were almost all turned into mud.
Shi Yu stopped on the ridge of the field.
In front of him was an earthenware flowerpot filled with mud, which had been stirred by water to become thin and turbid. After sedimentation, the water floated on the upper layer, while the mud accumulated on the lower layer.
It looks a lot like a rice field before planting.
Shi Yu inserted the seedlings in his hand into the mud at equal intervals, held the earthenware pot with a little force, and the bottom of the pot sank into the mud and fixed it. He turned around and saw Fu Yang standing by the field.
I don't know how long I looked in this direction.
"Little fish."
Shi Yu looked at him: "When did you come?"
Fu Yang smiled and said, "I've been looking at it for quite some time, and you just discovered it?"
"What do you want to talk to me about?"
"I'd like to buy you a cup of tea."
Shi Yu looked at him.
Fu Yang said softly, "By the way, let me ask you again the answer to yesterday's question."
Shi Yu scooped up some water to wash off the mud on his hands: "I remember I already answered that."
Fu Yang didn't say anything.
Shi Yu asked, "You don't believe it?"
Of course I don’t believe it.
Those chosen by Heaven are not timid or cowardly, so how could they not want to be the main god?
Fuyang did not answer, but just said: "Do you remember what Tiandao said to us when he summoned us?"
"Um."
"Be fair and just, and uphold justice." Fuyang repeated in a whisper, "Sometimes I really feel that the way of heaven is always contradictory."
"Why?"
"Have you ever seen a beggar?"
Shi Yu raised his eyes.
"The place where I was born is called Lishuigou. The elders said that there used to be a large area of pear trees in that area. In spring, it would be full of white pear flowers. Once the wind blew, the petals would fall like rain. Of course, I have never seen pear flower petals raining, nor have I seen even a single pear tree. All I have seen since I was born is a river about five or six meters wide. The people who lived there didn't have things like shovels. When people died, they were thrown directly into the river. Later, the river dried up and became completely dirty."
Fu Yang looked at him and said, "I used to think that it was natural to eat leftovers from the garbage dump every day, and I should be content with a wooden board to sleep on. What I need to learn is how to find food to fill my stomach from the garbage dumped every day, and what I need to do is to pin down and beat to death anyone who snatches food from my hand. It was not until later that I came to the capital from Lishuigou and saw the prosperity under the feet of the emperor. People there can eat steaming hot food, wear clothes made of brocade, and have maids and servants to serve them. With just one word, they can make the beggars who offended their eyes on the roadside die under their fists and feet, and they can still get away with it."
Shi Yu stood against the wall, looking at him quietly, no one could tell what emotion was in her eyes.
Fu Yang raised his hand and pointed at the ridge of the field: "Look there."
There were already villagers in the fields in the distance, walking forward with hunched backs in the mud under the glow of the sunset that had just climbed over the mountain.
"People here have to stay in the fields from morning till night, because they have to cultivate the land, work in agriculture, support their families, and deal with all the uncontrollable natural and man-made disasters. As long as the sun doesn't set, they have to carry their hoes for one more second, because they can't let go of the corvée and taxes on their shoulders. As long as the sword of Damocles ordered by the emperor is still hanging over their heads, they are destined to live at the bottom of the society and will never be able to turn over."
Fuyang looked at the ripples in the rice fields and said, "We were thrown here by heaven, saying that we should blend in with the crowd. But in fact, not to mention ourselves, ordinary people can't hide their envy when they see us, because they know we are different from them. When they need to go to the fields to farm, we can stand beside them and chat. The content of our field interviews can never escape from their eating, drinking and family life."
"The Heavenly Dao says that it will choose a main god, but the mortal world under the Heavenly Dao's control is still plagued by droughts and floods. When the two sides face each other, one person always stands while the other kneels."
Shi Yu didn't say anything.
"I want to be the main god." Fu Yang turned around, "Since this world is destined to not achieve equality for all beings, I will create equality."
The wind blew up from the flat ground, blowing off four or five leaves from the branches one by one. The leaves swirled and fell into the wet rice fields, on the dusty ground, and in people's hair.
Shi Yu raised her hand and took off the leaf that had fallen on her hair: "Are you done?"
Fu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go in first."
Shi Yu pushed the door open sideways, and just as he took a step, his body paused.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at his handcuffed wrist: "Anything else?"
Fuyang didn't let go: "How do you feel when you see these villagers in the fields now?"
Shi Yu said nothing.
Fuyang took a step forward: "Do you feel pity? Do you feel distress? Do you feel compassion? Do you want to help them out of their predicament? Do you hope that one day they can turn from the mud on the soles of the emperor's shoes into gold for your parents to offer as sacrifices?"
Shi Yu finally said, "No."
Fu Yang stared into his eyes and said, "So you think they are born lowly and there is no point in making friends with them? So in the past two months since you came to Lingqi Village, you have not left the house at all, and have locked yourself in a closed room, completely cutting off contact with the outside world?"
"No."
Fu Yang almost took an offensive stance: "So looking at them is like looking at a stone, a grain of sand, or even a corpse?"
"No." Shi Yu looked up at him: "When I look at stones, I think what I see is stones; when I see sand, I think what I see is sand; and they are human beings, so what I see is them. What's the problem?"
Fu Yang looked at him steadily.
"Whether you were born in a muddy alley or in a wealthy family, whether you are extremely wealthy or struggling to survive under the emperor's feet, you are still essentially human, and your species has not changed."
Shi Yu said in a voice without emotion: "You say that this world is unfair, so what? When Nuwa first created humans, she never taught them to be greedy for fame and gain. It was the creatures themselves who divided the world into classes. When this world was first created, everyone lived in harmony, but since it has developed to this point, it is also a historical necessity."
Fu Yang tightened his grip: "They have no say in where they were born, and were placed at the bottom of the society by fate from the beginning. Don't you feel sorry for them at all?"
Shi Yu asked back, "Why should I pity them?"
"Don't you think they're having a miserable life?"
"Whether they are miserable or not, what does it have to do with me?"
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The door opened and closed. Shi Yu walked into the room and saw Yuan Ji, who had been sticking to the wall and listening for who knows how long.
The other party stood up straight in an instant: "I...I didn't mean it..."
Yuan Ji couldn't figure out why he always ran into such a situation.
It was obviously inappropriate to just jump out and announce his presence, but on the other hand he really couldn't restrain himself from leaving so easily.
But eavesdropping is one thing, and being caught is another.
He stuttered for a long time but couldn't find a good reason to explain why he happened to be here. In the end, he could only admit his mistake: "Sorry."
"I know."
Yuan Jie didn't react for a moment: "What?"
Shi Yu walked to the back room: "If you hadn't happened to be standing behind the door, he wouldn't have suddenly told me that."
Motosai: "...What?"
Shi Yu only stayed in for half a minute before holding out a porcelain bowl filled with a turquoise sticky liquid. "You have too much Heavenly Dao aura on you. Anyone who has seen Heavenly Dao can tell at a glance."
Yuan Ji tried to understand: "He... Fuyang wouldn't think I'm the way of heaven, right?"
"The Heavenly Dao will not come to the mortal world. He should think that you are the person sent by the Heavenly Dao to be responsible for the investigation." Shi Yu pushed open the back door again, and Fu Yang who was originally standing outside was gone.
Yuan Ji took a long while to react before he understood what the other party meant. "He knew I was standing behind you, so he deliberately led you to say those words? Just to make me think that you are heartless and unrighteous, have no love for the mortal world and are incapable of taking on the responsibility of being the Lord God? What you just said was also intentional?"
Shi Yu turned around and looked at him in confusion: "But I didn't mean it."
In that glance, Yuan Ji almost had the illusion that at that moment, in his eyes, he was just a lifeless corpse as Fu Yang said.
He was silent for a long time, and suddenly thought: "Then why do you think I am definitely not an examiner of the Lord God candidate?"
Shi Yu stopped in front of the flower pots on the ridge of the field and was silent for several seconds after hearing this: "Yuanji."
"Um?"
"When did you change your job from being a soul-snatcher?"
Yuan Ji clearly heard the sound of thunder striking in his mind.
The air instantly fell into dead silence.
Shi Yu squatted down and poured the green liquid in the porcelain bowl into the soil of the flowerpot little by little.
The seedlings in the earthenware pots took root, madly absorbing liquid to grow in the muddy water, pulling up, blooming, and forming ears. The originally wet muddy water became dry and hard as the grains grew, and the rice leaves were bent by the heavy golden grains on the branches.
Shi Yu put down the porcelain bowl, took a knife to cut off all the mature plants, and stood up holding a handful of rice ears.
Yuan Ji finally came back to his senses after being struck by lightning. He stared at him blankly for a long while before lowering his head and whispering, "...Sir."
He paused, "You remember me, why don't you tell me?"
He had always believed that Shi Yu in this divine realm was really just a teenager, and had no memory of the real world at all.
Shi Yu turned his eyes away: "You didn't give me a chance to speak."
Yuan Ji recalled the conversation from beginning to end during the meeting and fell silent.
Shi Yu looked at him: "And I thought role-playing was your special hobby."
“…”
A handful of rice ears was handed to me.
Yuan Ji was a little confused: "Sir?"
"If you have nothing to do right now, do me a favor."
"What's the matter?"
"Distribute these to the villagers of Lingxi Village, one plant per household."
Yuan Jie held a pile of rice ears and hesitated for a few seconds: "One plant is not enough, right?"
"It's not for eating." Shi Yu said, "The yield of staple food crops in this world is not proportional to the population, so I improved it a bit."
Yuan Ji was stunned.
"There are seventy-nine households. The widow at the end of the village is physically disabled and needs to go inside. The old lady to the west is hard of hearing and needs to speak loudly. The child to the southwest is an orphan and is more defensive. Don't go within a safe distance of him."
Shi Yu carried the flower pot and walked into the house: "I have something else to do, please try to come back before dark."
The door was closed.
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Su Fu held the guide stone and stopped silently outside a cell.
"Sacrifice for the rain."
The people inside didn't respond.
Su Fu grabbed the bars of the cell and said, "You probably don't know yet, but the master is back."
The person inside suddenly woke up, raised his head abruptly and revealed his face.
Su Fu asked, "Where is your source water stick?"
Like the Source Water Stick of the Rain God and the Golden Crow Wheel of the Sun God, they are both magical instruments that are bound to their own souls.
Su Fu said, "My Lord wants to use your magic weapon."
Jiang didn't say anything.
"I heard that you have seen adults in the divine realm before?"
Jiang Ze moved his fingers.
About twenty gods who had gathered outside the main temple were absent. They were the gods whose power had been drained by Fu Yang twenty-four years ago. They had been imprisoned in the dungeon long before the video was spread.
Su Fu relied on the fact that he had never seen the scene outside the main temple to directly confuse right and wrong: "The master is back now, but he doesn't want to see you. You know the specific reason. Now the opportunity to make amends has come, why don't you seize it and give in?"
There was silence in the cell for a few seconds, and suddenly a sneer was heard.
"Fuyang asked you to be a lobbyist, but you can even tolerate the fact that you were kicked off the position of Lord God?"
Su Fu's eyes were cold.
"Fuyang had already extracted my divine power 24 years ago. He couldn't reuse a piece of waste for a second time, so he had to settle for my magic weapon. But the magic weapon has already recognized its master. As long as I don't want it, he can't take it out, unless he kills me directly. But he doesn't dare to do that, and he wants to keep my life to gamble with Youyou."
Jiang Ze was lying on the ground, and his exposed parts were almost all covered with purple marks. He tilted his head and looked up: "Because the real Lord God is now in the God Realm?"
Su Fu's eyelids jumped.
"I guessed right." Jiang Ze raised his eyelids. "The Lord God is in the God Realm. Is Fuyang worried that the Lord God will find him and expose him, or is he worried that his current strength is not enough to kill a mortal? He actually sent you to lie to me that the Lord God is back, and then asked me to hand over the magic weapon in the name of the Lord God?"
His eyes were full of sarcasm: "How afraid is Fuyang to be able to use the method of piecing together other people's divine power again and again? Is his own strength so insignificant?"
Su Fu clenched the guide stone in his hand.
"And you, you've actually fallen to the point of being a running dog for a traitor who's terrified of mortals? You came to me to ask for a magic weapon, and then you ran to that traitor with the spoils to show how loyal you are?" Jiang Ze said coldly, "Don't you always act noble and upright? So this is how you act, working for the tall guy and then showing off your superiority to the short guy?"
Su Fu's face flushed: "Shut up!"
Jiang Ze sneered.
Su Fu took a deep breath and suddenly relaxed his tense voice: "The former Lord God did come to the God Realm, just one day ago."
Jiang Ze’s gaze froze.
Su Fu laughed: "But it's a pity that he was hit by the adults and half of his life was knocked out."
Jiang Ze slowly clenched his hands that were supporting himself on the ground, leaving bloody scratches on his fingertips.
Among the gods in charge of the temple, many wanted to bring down Shi Yu when he was at the highest position in the past, and many still firmly stood by him and only recognized him as the main god now that he had fallen into a mortal state.
Su Fu didn't know how much weight the other party had given to the man who had once been the main god, but this did not affect him at all and he chose to stab the other party in the most sensitive place to vent his anger at being ridiculed: "Before I came here, I specifically asked for your information. He only met five gods in the divine realm. Ling Zhao and Shu Ying recognized him as soon as they met. The other two tried to take his life but he fought back."
He smiled and said, "Compared to this, Siyu, you can also be the first to kill him."
Jiang Ze raised his head very slowly and looked at him.
Su Fu thought he was just having no choice but to save face, and continued, "But if you think about it, you can understand it. The dogs around him are all useless like you who can't tell friend from foe. No wonder he can only live on his knees now..."
A flash of white light suddenly lit up in the cell.
Su Fu's voice paused, and he stepped back abruptly.
The last image that remained on his retina was the other person lying on the ground and smiling at him, and then a white light crushed the space, and there was a loud bang when it burst open.
"Bang--"
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