Chapter 38 038 Rainy Alley is a temple for prostitutes!
Yu Meng felt that having such a little brat around was quite a nuisance, so she channeled her remaining divine power into the boy's body.
The boy's eyes widened as he watched Yu Meng vomit blood again. He exclaimed in horror, "Hey, you woman, what are you trying to do?"
"I've placed a restriction on you to ensure that Fu Luo can't find you. Live a good life from now on, and don't get caught by those evil gods again."
With a gentle push, Yu Meng pushed the boy away from her.
"What are you going to do? That guy won't let you go! Hey, don't leave me behind!"
But the boy couldn't control himself and could only watch helplessly as the smiling goddess drifted further and further away from him, rapidly falling from the clouds.
In the past, Yu Meng could never have imagined that her last comrade-in-arms would be an ordinary boy with no strength to even kill a chicken.
It's truly a cruel twist of fate, quite laughable.
Fu Luo caught up at this moment, grabbed Yu Meng's wrist with one hand, and held her tightly. Yu Meng was powerless to resist and could only let him drag her into his arms.
"I've been so good to you, why do you still want to leave me?!" Fu Luo's face was contorted with resentment.
Yu Meng laughed nonchalantly, "What, standing so close to me, aren't you afraid my divine essence will self-destruct?"
Fu Luo hesitated for a moment, but quickly regained his confidence. "You wouldn't dare. Things are different now. I have many worshippers now. If you dare to destroy yourself, not only will you not be able to kill me, but I will also capture that little brat who helped you escape and torture him day and night until he begs for death..."
Before Fu Luo could finish his sentence, the last word "door" stuck in his throat, and his face showed a look of utter disbelief.
Because Yu Meng actually raised her hand, put it on his shoulder, and patted it gently twice.
"Fu Luo, although I have no romantic feelings for you, we have worked together for many years and there is still a sense of camaraderie between us. I only ask you, why were you unwilling to tell the truth during the Heavenly Venerable's judgment?"
Yu Meng asked calmly, her bright and beautiful eyes looking at Fu Luo without any emotion, yet making Fu Luo feel more ashamed than any look of disgust or aversion.
"I...I don't know anything..."
Yu Meng smiled calmly, "I don't believe any of you truly don't know the truth about how the Heavenly Pillar broke. After so many years of friendship, who among you dares to stand up and testify for me, to prove my innocence?"
Fu Luo dared not look directly into Yu Meng's eyes and lowered his head.
Yu Meng continued, "You always feel that I look down on you because of your background. Let alone you, even Mo Bei, Kenian, Gong Xin, Yu Li... none of you are worthy of my sincere feelings anymore."
These seemingly casual words sounded like a vicious curse. Fu Luo's hands trembled upon hearing them, and he momentarily lost his grip on Yu Meng.
As Yu Meng fell towards the mortal realm, her eyes even held a smile as she looked at Fu Luo, as if to say: Thank you for choosing to let go in the end.
Fu Luo was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he could no longer find Yu Meng's trace. All that was left in front of him was a vast sea of clouds.
"Desire for Dreams!!"
He knew that Yu Meng's divine essence was on the verge of collapse, and if he let her fall to the mortal world like this, he was afraid that she would never be able to be saved.
However, Yu Meng deliberately used a technique to conceal her whereabouts, making it impossible for him to find her for a short period of time.
"No, I won't let go. I must find you. Even if you die, you must die by my side!" Fu Luo muttered to himself almost morbidly, and flew towards the mortal realm like a madman.
...
The dream landed on a hillside on the outskirts of the city.
It was already dark, and from here one could see the lights of thousands of homes in the city not far away.
The lights were so warm, but she suddenly felt a chill, as if she had never felt cold before.
She knew this was a sign that her divine essence was about to dissipate.
After all this ordeal, she knew that her divine essence was beyond repair, and that she would perish once her remaining divine power dissipated.
With a clang, the vajra fell to the ground, and its golden radiance gradually dimmed.
Yu Meng lowered her eyes and stared at it for a moment, lost in thought. For thousands of years, only the Vajra, a sacred implement, had accompanied her, and now the time for her to say goodbye had finally come.
In her final moments, she wanted to see the world one last time, so she bent down to pick up the vajra and staggered down the hillside.
The night in the countryside is beautiful, with a solitary moon hanging in the sky, reflecting the boundary between the mountains and the sky.
Yu Meng entered the city, concealing her wounds and the blood on her clothes. Barefoot and dressed in gauze, she attracted admiring glances wherever she went.
"Are you from out of town, young lady? Would you like to stay at our inn? Our rooms are the cleanest and most affordable. It's a cold night with heavy dew, so we've prepared hot water for you to enjoy a nice bath!"
Yu Meng stopped walking, but ignored the landlady soliciting business at the entrance of the inn, and instead looked across the street from the inn.
It was a temple, but it was deserted and without any incense or light. The plaque at the entrance was smashed and half of it was missing, giving it a dilapidated and desolate appearance.
"Hey, young lady, I advise you to stay away from this temple, don't even get near it, and keep at least thirty steps away from the gate!" The innkeeper warned Yu Meng in an exaggerated manner when she saw her looking at the temple.
Yu Meng didn't turn his head; he was still looking at the plaque on the temple, where the character "Yu" could be vaguely discerned.
"Oh? Why can't it get on me?" she asked calmly.
"That's a temple for prostitutes! Only disreputable women and men with filthy thoughts would go there to worship! Listen to me, whatever you do, don't go near there, or you'll have no way to explain yourself, and people will think you're a disreputable girl too!"
"I see..." Yu Meng finally looked away, turned to the innkeeper, and smiled. "Thank you for reminding me."
The innkeeper was stunned. She had never seen such a beautiful girl before. In their Jiangnan region, there was no shortage of beauties, but very few had the appearance of this girl. She was bright and beautiful, yet otherworldly and unconventional. She was as beautiful as a blooming flower of wealth and nobility. She felt that even the most noble people could not cultivate such grace.
"Are there any rooms available? Please give me one."
Yu Meng casually tossed a pearl the size of half a palm to the landlady and walked into the inn.
This is a bustling city. Yu Meng stayed here for three days, idly wandering around each day.
After watching a few plays at the human theater and spending some time in a brothel, the naive goddess suddenly had an epiphany and felt that it was a bit unfair for her to die like this. She wanted to experience the pleasures of the human world.
She ultimately bears the title of "Queen of Prostitutes"!
Yu Meng, carrying a few taels of silver, prepared to go to the brothel to find a handsome body, but fate was unkind. Before she even got there, she vomited large amounts of blood and could barely support herself.
She couldn't help but give a self-deprecating bitter smile.
The deadline is fast approaching... I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy this spring night any longer.
Dark clouds rolled across the sky, and suddenly rain began to fall.
Desperate to find a secluded place to die, he unexpectedly saw a ragged young man in a rainy alley.
The boy huddled in a corner, hugging himself.
Yu Meng looked at the figure and felt that it was familiar. She walked over, turned the boy who was lying on the ground over, and was startled.
Isn't this just a little kid?
"Hello, hello?"
The boy trembled violently. Yu Meng reached out and touched the boy's head; it was burning hot. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that his body was covered in injuries, the most serious being broken ribs. The broken bones were caved inward, puncturing internal organs.
Yu Meng frowned, realizing that the young man did not have long to live.
"How did this happen? How could you have gotten yourself into this state?"
The boy seemed to hear Yu Meng's voice and slightly opened his eyes, but he seemed not to recognize Yu Meng at all, only muttering repeatedly, "Don't smash it... Don't you dare smash it..."
Yu Meng couldn't hear clearly, so she placed her hand on the boy's forehead and recalled his past experiences.
She wanted to know how he had gotten so badly injured, and whether it was related to Fu Luo.
She soon saw some images.
The goddess statue inside the temple was pushed over and half of it was broken. A group of men and women, carrying vegetable baskets, hoes, and axes, were throwing rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs into the temple, smashing and chopping things.
"It's all your fault, you lewd goddess! My husband spends every night in brothels; it's you who has aroused his lustful thoughts!"
"This kind of temple should have been smashed long ago; keeping it around is just a hindrance to the local people!"
"Yes, how could such a deity be worthy of receiving offerings from mortals?"
The once magnificent Temple of Desire Dreams was smashed to pieces, and people seemed to have long forgotten how the goddess Desire Dreams had once protected this land. All that remained in their memories was a legend about a goddess who converted those with predestined connections by engaging in sexual relations with men.
People don't even know when this story started, or whether the man rumored to have been converted actually existed.
A woman who violates traditional feminine virtues is guilty of an unforgivable sin, even if she is a goddess.
The goddess's statue was half broken, but that did not appease the people's hatred. Two strong men carried the statue out of the temple, and the people around them swung sledgehammers, wanting to smash the statue into dust.
Just then, a boy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, threw himself on top of the statue, and shouted, "Don't smash it! You're not allowed to smash it!"
"Where did this little beggar come from? Get out of our way and don't delay us from doing our business!"
"Is she really protecting the statue of the goddess of prostitution so much? Could she be some bastard child that crawled out of a prostitute's belly?"
"You brat, if you don't get out of the way, I'll smash you too!"
The boy clung tightly to the goddess statue, his eyes fierce like a little wild beast. He even tried to snatch the tools from the people's hands, but was instead pinned down by two of them, his finger bones shattered.
"She is not a goddess of prostitution! You're all spreading rumors!! You are not allowed to destroy her temple!"
The boy kicked and shoved, trying to bite the hand that was restraining him.
The man cried out in pain, then grabbed a hammer from his companion and smashed it down hard on the boy's chest and abdomen.
The boy coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell silent.
This time, those people were scared, fearing that if he died, they would get into legal trouble again. So they dragged the unconscious boy into a secluded alley and left him there.
Rain began to fall from the sky, and the cold rain momentarily jolted the boy awake. He still held a half-burnt incense stick in his clenched fist.
"Here you go, I'll burn incense for you... Please don't die..."
The boy murmured softly, as if trying to struggle to get up, but ultimately failed and fell into a deep coma.
In this lifetime, he fears he will never have the chance to offer incense to the goddess who severed the pillar of heaven.
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