Chapter 123 The Awakening of Ordinary Gods
Wang Youyu, "Wang" refers to the "Wang" in Wang Yu, "You" refers to the "You" in bless, and as for "Yu", what does it refer to?
He sat on top of the temple, swinging his legs, looking at the crowd below, and couldn't help but grinning and thinking: "Of course it's the stupidity of these fools!"
It is both a fool and a fish-man, what a wonderful pun.
He broke free from the roof and looked at the child who had suddenly climbed onto the temple roof but was unable to walk down. The child burst into tears after realizing what was happening. He laughed wildly and viciously.
This world is so interesting! It is much more interesting than the world outside!
But... He stretched out his fifth hand and touched his body, and a blush slowly appeared on the four faces.
"But compared to the person who could expose me and stab me in the back, it's still a bit too boring..."
The plan he had planned for a hundred years was overturned, but he did not feel angry or upset. Instead, he felt more interested. He had spent his entire life searching for those subtle changes in the monotonous life, and these made him unable to stop.
He left Nanzhou feeling a little bored. Occasionally, when he saw the temple of his "old enemy", he would even go in to worship with great interest. However, if his "old enemy" knew that he came to worship him, he would probably stab him again, right?
As he thought of this, the place where he had been poked began to itch slightly.
He is neither enthusiastic nor indifferent about coming to this world, he is just casual about it. When he meets people who spend a lot of effort praying for the gods to come, he will occasionally come to the sacrifices they offer. He is often keen on the choice of saving one person or ten people. It's a pity that after seeing the ugliness of human beings, he has never seen anyone who can sacrifice himself unwaveringly.
He thought that those who prayed to Him were driven by desire, so it was not surprising that they would choose to survive alone because of the desire to survive.
From this we can see that the person who stabbed Him is truly unforgettable to God.
While wandering, he went to see the fun of the Frog Mother. He noticed the world in the mirror that year, thanks to the fool "Frog Mother" who squatted in front of the world day and night. Other gods were too lazy to care, but he liked to have fun, so he followed the "Frog Mother" to look for dozens of times, and finally saw the treasure inside.
I wanted to cooperate with the Frog Mother, but unfortunately the Frog Mother didn't recognize the good heart of this God, and actually scolded him. What a irritable God! However, the "world" is so big, there will always be other loopholes for him to exploit!
It was just that the frog mother was irritable and anxious, no wonder the little ants inside took advantage of her. He saw something, but for some reason, he happily chose to watch from the sidelines.
Sure enough, the frog mother gave him a great entertainment!
After he left happily, when he reached Xizhou, he suddenly discovered something.
A long-lost breath that made God tremble and every neuron in God's body began to shake slowly floated towards Him from somewhere in Xizhou. He took a deep breath of the air, and his consciousness that had split off and was walking in the world felt refreshed.
On the simulator screen amidst the sounds of killing in the game, a line of warning flashed across quickly.
[Attention! Your talent "口口口" is taking effect! Attention! ]
Ah... He must not miss it! Another performance by his old enemy!
But don’t rush, don’t rush yet, the fruits of happiness need to be brewed...
Until He finds the soul of “that person” here…
Until he took some time to sneak into the Chu Mansion under the identity of a Beizhou person...
Until He accompanied him to grow up, and accumulated enough and deep feelings...
Until He replicated everything that “that person” had done to Him…
Until He took out the knife!
He laughed out loud.
It's time to feel happy!
"Your expression is so, so, so funny—"
"This is such a perfect dramatic climax!"
The cold and sharp dagger was about to penetrate diagonally through the vest...
He couldn't help but be stunned.
Behind Chu Songjun's pale face, a short ghost figure as thin as a skeleton suddenly rushed behind Chu Songjun, and then spread his hands and hugged himself tightly behind Chu Songjun to block the sharp blade in his hand, as unreal as a TV channel that was disconnected.
The body of a brightly coloured parrot lay diagonally on the ground.
Xiao Ling shouted at him, "I am the merciful and benevolent Yuanshi Lingbao Pudu Zhenjun! Demons and ghosts, please leave quickly! I will never allow you to harm my believers!"
What fungus?
Isn't his title bullshit?
Looking at Xiao Ling's determined eyes, the back of a swordsman holding a sword flashed before his eyes.
He tried hard to recall whether there had been a god with this name in this world in the past, but he still couldn't remember.
But soon, He realized something and couldn’t help laughing: “Oh, I think I was fooled by you. You said it so firmly and interestingly, which made me really wonder if there is such a God as you!”
His hand slowly applied force to the knife while he leaned on Chu Songjun's shoulder affectionately: "Sir, look, your little parrot follower is lying again!"
Xiao Ling's ghost face became ferocious and terrifying. How could an ordinary, weak ghost possibly stop an Outer God? Even if it was just a small clone of an Outer God, its strength was not even one millionth of that of an Outer God.
But Xiao Ling is just an ordinary evil ghost who has been dead for decades. However, this evil ghost has obsessions but is not completely evil.
When he was alive, he was an ordinary person who died for unknown reasons. After his death, he became an ordinary ghost wandering around the world trying to save the world.
Everywhere you go, you are ordinary, powerless, and unable to control yourself.
The blade stabbed down without hesitation or surprise!
This is the knife of the Outer God, it is sharp enough.
It was also able to penetrate into the ghost's body without any obstruction.
But the evil ghost that pounced on Chu Songjun did not dodge at all. He firmly hugged Chu Songjun's back and said stubbornly: "Hero! This god will definitely protect you!"
"Walk……"
Chu Songjun was completely speechless. The other "him" kept trying to rush forward, but the aura of "Wang Youyu" was too strong, and the huge magnetic field knocked them over.
Chu Songjun regretted very much that he had not firmly controlled Xiao Ling before.
This way he could pull him completely apart at this time.
Anger is brewing.
But it was more of a fear, a deep fear, a fear that almost drowned him, spreading up from the bottom of his heart bit by bit.
He had lost enough, or in other words, he had gained even less in this life. When that last bit of something slipped away like sand in his hand...
Chu Songjun heard a slight breaking sound coming from the bottom of his heart!
Your Talents Are Working
[Your talent is——]
Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.
Take whatever you have!
Maybe, death is not a bad idea!
Chu Songjun thought, if he had to pay something to keep something, he was willing to pay with his life in exchange!
"Bang--"
One after another, the sound waves of the air being cut through exploded!
Chu Bingtian looked at the situation below with a cold expression: "Who the hell are you to attack my son!"
The statue's huge palm suddenly slapped downwards.
"Wang Youyu" raised his head slightly, and a thick darkness enveloped him. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I can't let you disturb the drama I have been planning for a long time!"
His eyes became sharp, and an extremely terrifying impact pushed out like a sea wave!
All the bones in "Wang Youyu's" body were wailing, and blood was gushing out from his seven orifices!
“Ah——”
The figure let out a wail and fell to one side. The gold and silver threads like blood vessels pierced into the ground, and the smiling face that looked like a mask drooped, looking extremely terrifying.
Wang Youyu chuckled, but couldn't help coughing up blood the next second. He seemed to be thinking, "Is it because I used too much force? But it doesn't matter. It's not a big problem!"
The blade had completely pierced through Xiao Ling and reached Chu Songjun's back.
Xiao Ling's figure became even more illusory.
It floats around as if it will disappear in the next second.
Even though Xiao Ling said that he was a god in the midst of an explosion of faith, when there were no heroes around and he was alone, Xiao Ling himself knew that he was not a powerful god.
His first convert was a girl who thrust three branches at his hanging corpse.
Maybe the girl was just afraid of his dead body, or maybe she really regarded him as a god.
In short, when the girl made a wish to survive with her family, Xiao Ling became a god. He knew that he had a meaning for his existence, even though he was so small and weak.
His name as a god is also very simple. Originally, he was just called "Lingbao Zhenjun". Later, his name was added little by little and became longer. Unfortunately, he did not become stronger as his name became longer.
He tried to protect his believers, but he was too bad and useless. He could only follow behind his believers and try to protect them. Occasionally, when he met Taoist priests who were exorcising ghosts, he would stay beside them and study hard. Unfortunately, not only did he have no talent, but those "teachers" could not see him.
Therefore, the talismans he learned were never of much use, and at most they could only give him peace of mind.
Along the way, countless people who regarded themselves as gods died with their faith. Maybe before they died, they saw themselves, the useless gods who could only shed tears in front of them, or maybe they didn't.
None of Xiao Ling's followers has ever turned into a ghost or a god, and Xiao Ling has no way of knowing whether those people were madly cursing him, a god who was unworthy of his position, before they died.
People always wonder what will become of them after they die, and apparently so do gods.
This is an inevitable, eternal puzzle.
When people see the corpses of their own kind falling at their feet, see their bodies that have died of starvation, see their heads that have been beheaded, see their eyes that cannot be closed.
An inexplicable feeling will surge in my heart: what will happen to people after they die?
The same was true for Xiao Ling, except that he had to go through one more process than the others.
When he died for the first time, he was wondering what he would become. After he became a god, Xiao Ling would occasionally wonder what he would become after he died as a god.
Xiao Ling always felt that he would think about this question before his second death, just like when he died for the first time.
But no, when the moment actually came, he didn't think about death at all.
Because of him, the merciful and compassionate Yuanshi Lingbao Pudu Zhenjun!
——This extremely ordinary god was only thinking about protecting his believers when he was about to die!
"Wang Youyu" looked up thoughtfully.
A beam of light came from nowhere and slowly floated down from the sky. The light was as bright as daylight, and it carried debris that fell on Xiao Ling's body bit by bit. Xiao Ling's whole body shook, and a dazzling light emanated from his body.
The light obviously came from an old acquaintance.
"Wang Youyu" thought.
I saw the weak ghost shadow opposite me becoming visibly solid, and it actually turned into a corpse. But even faster, the whole corpse began to decay, the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the white bones inside. The smooth white bones looked like jade under the light!
He obviously sensed something was wrong, and instead of playing cat and mouse with the scene in front of him, he tried to push in with force.
But it's too late!
The speed of light was obviously faster than the speed of his stabbing, and it enveloped him more quickly!
He lost this round.
But there appeared in his eyes something that he himself could not imagine, shock and...interest. He just stared at Xiao Ling who had spent everything to rush up to him, and the curve of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.
The moment of physical collapse has come. Even the body that He has carefully maintained for ten years cannot withstand the moment when the power of the gods is used. However, He still barely relies on a little strength to keep the body intact. But He did not expect that it would be broken by the hands of a ghost that He has never looked at!
It’s really... so interesting!
He finally thought so.
Everything went dark.
"Wang Youyu's" entire body was like an exploding firework, with all kinds of things blowing up all over the ground.
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