"In the end, the Heavenly Court had no choice but to raise the white flag against the foreign gods, becoming a coward and even closing down our office, allowing the foreigners and their gods to run rampant in the human world..."
"But the mortals in the human realm can't survive anymore. The entire realm is in constant turmoil. People are killing foreigners one minute and killing each other the next. The Heavenly Court has hidden itself away and is not doing anything about it..."
"Back then, the human realm was truly a place where bones lay exposed in the wilderness, and not a rooster crowed for miles. Since the Heavenly Court established its office in the human realm, such a tragedy has never occurred in the human realm. It was truly unbearable to witness!" Hua Tuo said, shaking his head repeatedly and sighing deeply.
He must have witnessed the tragic state of the human realm and felt a deep sense of dread about it.
"Fortunately, later a group of war gods from the divine realm emerged, finally stabilizing the six realms, defeating the foreign gods, rebuilding our office, assisting the army of the human realm's founding ancestor to drive out the foreigners, and even fighting their way out of the human realm, which once threatened the foreign gods' rule over the foreign realm. This is how the current structure of the six realms plus the foreign realm was formed."
"In the early days after things stabilized, our Heavenly Court and the Western Gods kept their distance and ignored each other. But later, the Heavenly Court's plans changed. It seems that they wanted to make a deal with the Western Gods again and hoped to gradually influence the Western world. However, it's not like before, where they hoped that the human world and the Western world could become one family."
"It's because a new view has formed among the Western gods that our Heavenly Court is not orthodox. They say that we immortals, gods, and demons are the monsters, while they, the Western gods, are the orthodox ones. So things have become complicated. In the eyes of the Western gods, the Heavenly Court has become heresy."
"This matter has caused considerable anxiety in the Heavenly Court and the Six Realms. Therefore, they are trying every means to hope that the Western Realm and the Western Gods can recognize our legitimate status. Fighting will only lead to neither side being able to subdue the other, and it is easy to create hatred. So the Heavenly Court and the Human Realm have now adopted a friendly policy towards the Western Realm."
"But the effect..." Hua Tuo smacked his lips and shook his head, not saying anything more.
Wang Yao scratched his head. After listening to Hua Tuo's explanation, he felt that the issue involved was psychological. At first, they had a psychological advantage over the foreigners and their gods. No matter how the foreigners and their gods viewed them, they had no doubts about themselves.
What do you mean by orthodoxy or not? My lineage has been going on for tens of thousands of years, what right do you monsters have to acknowledge it? I'm being lenient by not teaching you a lesson.
But now it seems that we have actually begun to doubt our own legitimacy, otherwise we wouldn't be so eager to seek other people's recognition. It's like a woman wearing a new dress asking everyone she meets if it looks good.
If she truly believed she was beautiful, she wouldn't need to ask others. The fact that she sought others' approval suggests a lack of self-confidence. How did this psychological gap develop? That's a real question.
Is it because, as Hua Tuo said, the plunder and massacre by the foreign world against the human world destroyed the confidence of the human world and the Heavenly Court? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this, right? In the end, didn't we, the human world, still stand here safely? Whether it was foreign gods or foreigners, weren't they all driven away and driven away by us?
However... everything Wang Yao saw and heard, as well as Hua Tuo's introduction, all pointed to one point: whether in the Heavenly Court or the Human Realm, they had lost their due confidence in the face of foreign gods and foreign worlds.
Hua Tuo and Wang Yao hadn't been chatting for long when Sun Ke called, asking Hua Tuo to come play Guandan (a card game), which was a routine procedure before meetings at the office.
Before each meeting, the department would always get together for a chat, whether it was for fun or pre-meeting communication, but it wasn't really appropriate for Wang Yao to go along.
Wang Yao himself didn't really want to go out for a stroll. The contents of the document and Hua Tuo's explanation today were quite a lot of information, and he needed to digest it properly.
In the afternoon, Hui Shuo woke up. Wang Yao gave him some boiled water, but Hui Shuo complained that he was hungry. Wang Yao had no choice but to go out and buy him a few buckets of instant noodles. This fake monk Hui Shuo didn't care about meat or vegetables and ate the braised beef noodles with great relish.
After serving Hui Shuo his fill, Wang Yao examined his waist injury. The name of the Immortal Physician Hua Tuo was indeed well-deserved; the red mark on Hui Shuo's waist had faded, though there was still some swelling. It should be fine now.
“Um… Hui Shuo, you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m really not your parents. I haven’t found a wife yet. I have a job, but it only pays 400 yuan a month. That’s not enough to support you. Tell me, what do you want? Just tell me…”
"I'll do anything to satisfy you, no questions asked! And I think you'd better go sell amulets; vowing to build temples is an incredibly noble ideal, and I don't think you should give it up..."
“Think about it, if Lingguang Temple is really built, and you become the abbot, wouldn’t that be quite a prestigious thing? At that time, you’ll have enough money from incense offerings, and there’s no need to waste your precious time on a poor person like me.”
Before saying these words, Wang Yao had tried his best to compose himself, feeling that he had been earnestly persuading and appealing to the other's emotions. But after hearing Wang Yao's words, Hui Shuo actually sat on the bed, sniffling, looking like he was about to cry. Wang Yao became impatient when he saw this.
"Cry, cry, cry! When I first met you, weren't you so eloquent? You were always calling me a benefactor and a humble monk, and you even knew I was a wanderer from out of town. You said things like finding someone and worshipping Buddha were one thing, and you were full of worldly wisdom and reason. What happened to you now? Why are you all you can do is cry?"
"What kind of person is a grown man, a high-ranking monk, who cries at the drop of a hat?"
“I… I learned those words from the wandering monks at Lianye Temple. They were all things I said to strangers. You are my parents, I…” Hui Shuo explained, sobbing.
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