Chapter 181

The soul burned by the pure white flame became crystal particles, and under the illumination of light, it looked like a flowing and brilliant galaxy.

A white spot of light rose from the galaxy and slowly drifted towards Yu Tu's eyebrows.

That is...energy.

In addition to the connections with people and the old courtyard formed by the relics of time, this is the first time that Yu Tu has gained energy from others without signing any contract.

The doubts that had been buried in my heart finally sprouted at this moment.

Energy...what exactly is it?

Bright Moon might know, but she could no longer answer.

All the white spots of light sank into Yu Tu's brows. The galaxy formed after burning was still dazzling. Yu Tu put it in an exquisite box.

These white spots of light, these energies...are they the gifts that Jiaoyue left for him?

The energy that Bright Moon gave him was not like the energy of Jiu Ting. He needed to further refine it, remove the impurities and the mumbling and memories attached to the energy. Although the amount of these energies was small, they were very pure, as if they had evolved from extreme gratitude and admiration.

Yu Tu suddenly felt like exploring.

He held the wooden box containing Jiaoyue's ashes, and energy surged, telling him where he should go - the small fishing village by the sea in the memory fragment, the place where Jiaoyue and Baili Xiangxun first met.

Yu Tu raised his hand, and energy outlined a small transmission array. A silver-white light mixed with a little light green was suspended in the air, slowly rotating clockwise, forming a door that could allow people to pass through.

Yu Tu entered the door and his vision went dark for a moment. In the darkness, he heard the sound of waves hitting the rocks and smelled the unique salty smell of the seaside.

The next moment, his vision suddenly became clear, and he appeared on a vast beach. A crab crawled sideways in front of him and fell into the sea with a "plop".

Yu Tu put a shield on himself and slowly walked from the beach to the small fishing village in the memory fragments.

The former small fishing village had low adobe walls on all four sides, with moldy or sparse thatched roofs as shelter from the wind and rain. Thatched sheds were built on the sides of the adobe walls, filled with pots with broken corners, bowls with broken edges, and cracked wooden chopsticks. In the open space in front of the houses stood many wooden stakes of different heights, with patched fishing nets drying on them. Every household exuded a strong fishy smell.

Now, the small fishing village has wide roads, magnificent green belts, and three- and four-story houses of various styles, exquisite exterior wall carvings, bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and majestic Roman columns... It is as beautiful as a seaside villa area for vacation. There is no trace of the poor and dilapidated small fishing village of the past.

Yu Tu walked slowly on the street and saw parents holding their children on the sidewalk, couples taking a walk, and children running around and playing. In the private courtyard, many flowers were blooming outside the fence.

Yu Tu couldn't see any Anxin Pharmaceutical store here, and when he went into pharmacies in the area, he also couldn't see Anxin Pharmaceutical products on the shelves - even if Anxin Group went bankrupt, their products would not be removed from the shelves so quickly.

There is not even a trace of Anxin Pharmaceutical or any trace of Bright Moon here.

After walking around the residential area, Yu Tu followed his intuition and walked towards the remote wilderness. Although it was called the wilderness, there was actually a road paved by someone. The ground was paved with polished bluestone slabs with a smooth surface. Perhaps many people had walked on this road in the past, but now few people walked on it, so most of the steps were covered with moss.

Yu Tu walked up along the bluestone road. At the end of the road was a small temple painted with mottled vermilion.

This temple is very old, but it seems to be maintained by someone. The dust at the door has been swept cleanly, and there are no cobwebs under the eaves or on the door.

Yu Tu pushed open the door and went in. The interior of the temple was as shabby as the outside. In the middle was a stone sculpture of a female figure. The carving was a bit crude, but one could vaguely see the shadow of the bright moon between the eyebrows.

There is an altar in front of the stone sculpture, on which is placed a bunch of blooming flowers. Next to the flowers are two white porcelain plates, one of which is filled with a plate of red cherries, and the other is filled with a beautifully shaped small cake.

The color of the edge of the cushion on the ground had faded, and it looked like it was quite old. Yu Tu squatted down and touched it, and it still had human body temperature on it - the person who placed these things on the ground had not been away for too long.

There are two roads leading to this small old temple. Yu Tu didn't see anyone on the way here, so he decided to bypass the altar and statues in front of the temple and take another road that also leads down the mountain.

On the wall behind the statue, there was a door of the same type as the main door, but slightly smaller. Yu Tu pushed it open and the door creaked.

He saw the sea.

The old temple is located at a very high position with no obstructions to the view, making it a great place to watch the sea. Looking up, you can see the blue ocean with white waves hitting the shore again and again. When the waves recede, the beach is left with the gifts of the sea.

Yu Tu saw a figure walking down the mountain, leaning on a cane, walking slowly and with difficulty. The figure's hair was completely white, but it was neatly tied into a bun at the back of his head, and his clothes were neatly dressed.

Yu Tu followed her quietly.

There was moss on this road as well, but it was much better than the previous one. The elderly woman first put down her cane, and then slowly lifted her feet. On her elbow was a rectangular blue non-woven bag with a certain shopping mall printed on it. It should be a gift. The bag was now floating, and there seemed to be nothing inside.

She went down the mountain very slowly, and Yu Tu followed her quietly, quietly adding a little energy to the places where she might slip. They walked like this for a long time, and then the old woman suddenly stopped.

"who?"

There were already many age spots on the old woman's face, and she looked even older than her back, but her eyes were still clear and bright, with a baby-like purity. She was looking at the stairs three steps behind her. In the normal person's view, there was nothing there, but that was where Yu Tu was.

Yu Tu was sure that the old man did not see him, but he was sure of his presence even though he had activated the shielding field.

He didn't say anything. The old woman looked back at the steps for a while, then slowly walked down with her cane. But this time she was not as quiet as before, but muttered softly:

"This time I put a big, full cherry on your table. I picked them one by one from a bag. They are all very red and must taste sweet. My granddaughter bought me the cake. It's called Basque. It's very popular now. Try it and see if it tastes good. I'm old now and have learned how to grow flowers. These three are the best. I'll bring them over to show you..."

She talked a lot, including the things on the altar today, the weather in the past few days, and the changing prices. All she talked about were the daily necessities of life.

She walked as she spoke until they reached the foot of the mountain, the blue non-woven bag dangling between her elbows like a bird flapping its wings and unable to find its way home.

"The old guys are gone, and I am getting older. Maybe one day, I won't be able to come..." The old woman sighed softly. She looked back at the small old temple in the forest with deep nostalgia in her eyes. "Sister Jiaoyue, I really hope you are the legendary immortal who came to the world to experience tribulations, and now that you have completed your merits, you have returned to heaven."

On the way down the mountain, she always felt that someone was following her. The person following her didn't seem to have any bad intentions, and every bluestone slab she walked on was no longer slippery.

Many years ago, Bailicheng said that Jiaoyue felt that it was too tiring to manage the huge Anxin Pharmaceutical, so she handed over all the affairs and traveled all over the world, but unfortunately died on the way. Most people who have followed Jiaoyue for many years do not believe this absurd result, and she does not believe it either.

They found it odd and strange, but could not find any evidence. They tried to find out the truth with Baili Chengxiang, but failed repeatedly.

As time went by, everyone grew old and passed away one after another. In the end, she was the only one left, and she... also felt that her time was almost up.

Maybe when people get old they always like to reminisce about the past, she always thinks of many, many years ago.

When Sister Jiaoyue appeared in their small fishing village that year, she was only a few years old. Her family was very poor, and her parents planned to give her away to reduce the burden. She was so scared that she couldn't sleep all night. The day before she was to be given away, Jiaoyue returned with a fully loaded fishing boat and announced to the small fishing village - from today on, she would take over the small fishing village.

At that time, she was facing the sunlight, her whole body shining, like a goddess descending from the sky.

When Jiaoyue came to the small fishing village, her fate changed. Her family was able to eat and wear warm clothes, and began to save a little, so they no longer had to abandon any of their children. She began to learn to read and write, and saw a wider world, and from then on she left this small fishing village.

At that time, everyone in the small fishing village believed in her and worshipped her. They built a temple for Jiaoyue and believed that she was the goddess sent by the ocean to save them.

Then...people's hearts are fickle, and the temple that was once filled with incense gradually became deserted, then abandoned, and finally few people cared for it.

They used to hire someone to take care of it, but after they retired, they took care of it themselves. This temple is no longer just a temple, but also their spiritual sustenance.

If there really are gods in the world, then the bright moon must be the best god in the world.

The old woman stared at the temple for a long time, and finally smiled. She walked slowly back home, leaning on a cane and carrying a bag between her elbows.

Yu Tu did not follow her, but he sensed that a white light was flying up from the old man, rising higher and higher like a kite, and finally disappearing into the stone sculptures of the old temple.

———That is faith.

Yu Tu returned to the old little temple. He placed his hand on the stone sculpture. A little white light flew out from inside the stone sculpture and gently landed on his palm.

This was exactly the same energy he was used to, which had been processed by the teahouse contract.

Energy equals...faith?

Yu Tu has always known that energy and spiritual power are completely different, and energy is more useful than spiritual power, but he has never guessed in this direction.

Because once this guess is realized, it means that the purpose of the comic is most likely——

Guiding the Never-Nighting Marquis, he became a man-made "god".