The city is extremely prosperous. The neon lights in the shopping malls are flashing at night. The silver lights are like a long dragon, dazzling and unreal.
On the upturned corner of the tall building's eaves, the Taoist in black robe stood steadily, the corners of his robe fluttering in the wind.
He looked down and saw three people facing off in the middle of the street. Su Yuhe had been hiding behind Lin Tianjiao. Although Lin Tianjiao was afraid, he was still trying his best to protect Su Yuhe.
The black-robed Taoist priest's half-raised hand stopped in mid-air and suddenly began to tremble.
The voice of Bodhi seemed to ring in his ears. He sighed and said to him: Fujia, you told me at the beginning that if you ascended to become a god, you would uphold justice and righteousness in the world, distinguish between the loyal and the virtuous, and eliminate the treacherous and the evil.
But now, you know clearly that it is evil, but you still want to be an accomplice to the evil, just to preserve your reputation as a god.
Fu Jia gritted his teeth and finally swung the magic power gathered in his palm. The pure magic power reached the ground and transformed into several fierce and ferocious men.
The burly man grabbed Zuo Xiaotong by the collar and gritted his teeth, "Zuo family boy, it's only natural to pay back your debts. I finally found you."
Zuo Xiaotong looked back and saw all the faces were unfamiliar. He hesitated and asked, "Excuse me, who are you? ...Have I ever owed you any money?"
The burly man didn't listen to his explanation and dragged Zuo Xiaotong towards a dark alley. Then the sounds of punching and kicking were heard.
Curses could be heard from time to time: "Zuo Xiaotong, you owe money yourself, yet you drag others into it. You have such a vicious heart!"
This sentence was obviously covering up for Su Yuhe, meaning that everything Zuo Xiaotong said just now was slander and was meant to drag Su Yuhe into trouble.
Su Yuhe finally breathed a sigh of relief and climbed up the pole, crying to Lin Tianjiao, "How could Zuo Xiaotong be so vicious? He tortured me so much back then, and he still refused to let me go, constantly throwing dirty water on me."
"Is he trying to squeeze out all my usefulness?"
Lin Tianjiao was a little skeptical at first, but when he saw Su Yuhe crying so hard and looking so miserable, he quickly suppressed his doubts.
He comforted her, "Sister Xiaohe, don't be afraid. I'll hire two bodyguards to protect you tonight. What happened today won't happen again."
Su Yuhe's eyes flashed with joy and pride. She didn't expect that this was a blessing in disguise. She even picked up two bodyguards to protect her closely for free.
Immediately beaming: "Thank you, Sister Lin, I'm sorry to have cost you money again."
Fu Jia stood on a high place and saw Su Yuhe's smug look clearly. He couldn't bear to watch it anymore and turned his head away.
In fact, Bodhi was right. He was aiding and abetting the evil.
He had already let down the sincerity he had shown when he ascended to heaven.
Is this what he wants? He is also forced to do this, he has no choice.
People standing on high places cannot fall down. They are not Bodhi, and cannot be as free and easy as Bodhi. If a god says he won’t do something, he won’t do it anymore. He will lose his immortal bones and become a mortal.
He can't do it!
Since he was already a god, he couldn't possibly be a mortal again. To gain and then lose was the cruelest thing. If he really became an abandoned god, he would be in excruciating pain.
Fu Jia knew that he had no choice.
The evening breeze picked up again, making his sleeves flutter. Fu Jia raised his head, looked at the endless night sky, and sighed deeply, full of indignation.
The Emperor is right, he is not as good as Bodhi.
Never as good as.
Just at this moment, the jade pendant she was wearing vibrated. Fu Jiawei frowned and brushed her fingers over it, and a sound came from the other end of the jade pendant.
Fu Jia restrained his expression and said in a very respectful tone: "Emperor, what do you want to see me for?"
A golden light flashed on the snow-white jade pendant, and a tall and majestic shadow appeared in front of him. It was a man with three thousand silver hairs standing high, all tied in an elegant jade crown. He looked solemn and dignified.
This man was handsome, with majestic and imposing facial features. He had the air of an emperor that looked down upon all living beings. People could not help but want to bow down to him and kneel down under his jade boots.
Although this was just an illusion, Fu Jia did not look up rashly without the Emperor's permission.
His eyes fell cautiously on the emperor's snow-white boots with gold edges.
The Emperor smiled gently, his voice not loud but full of authority: "Fu Jia, there is no need to be bound by empty formalities."
Fu Jia said, "I wonder what the Emperor wants to talk to me about."
The Emperor said, "Fujia, I came here for the purpose of Bodhi."
Fu Jia's fingers hidden under his sleeves curled up unconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
The Emperor smiled amiably, "Fujia, you've covered up too much for Bodhi in Heaven. He, as an abandoned god, has violated the laws of Heaven and disrupted the order of the world. He should be punished by thunder for a hundred lifetimes and excluded from reincarnation for a thousand years."
Fu Jia said anxiously: "Emperor, I..."
When he looked up, he met the majestic eyes of the Emperor and realized that he was very emotional. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Emperor, Fu Jia knows he was wrong."
The Emperor said, "Since ancient times, teachers have been teaching and learning, resolving doubts. Since you are his disciple, you are concerned about the teacher's kindness and have tried every possible means to cover up for him. Although you made a mistake, I understand that you are a sincere disciple and can be treated leniently."
After hearing this, Fu Jia did not feel relieved, but became even more nervous.
The Emperor smiled casually, "Fujia, you don't have to be nervous. Bodhi and I have been friends for thousands of years. I'm naturally aware of his carefree and unrestrained personality, and I've never blamed him."
"Although we initially removed his divine bones and exiled him from the divine register, we had no choice. Fu Jia, that was his choice, and he must pay the price for it."
The Emperor sighed, "It's a pity that Bodhi and I have been friends for thousands of years. I treated him so cruelly. I wonder if Bodhi ever felt any resentment towards me."
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