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Chapter 121 Ending: Stupid God
The young man held her wrist, but he didn't use any force. His beautiful pupils showed a bit of grievance: "How can you be so disrespectful to Master Cang'er? You can touch the face of a god casually!"

Tsk, what's wrong with this?
It's just touching his face, this idiot who can't even tell who she is, is wronged?

I have to think about what I can do for a long time.

Wu Yu showed mercy and helped him straighten out his thoughts.

"Can you be like the God of Wealth, who can make people get promoted and get rich?"

The young man shook his head.

"Can you be like the God of Marriage, helping lovers lead the red line?"

The young man shook his head.

"Can you, like the rain god, rain down on the earth?"

The boy still shook his head.

"you can……"

The young man raised his hand to stop her from continuing to ask, and said with a dejected look like a discouraged ball: "My divine power is too weak, and I can't make any wish come true."

Wu Yu laughed: "You can't do anything, how can anyone believe in you?"

The truth is that.

The young man's voice was muffled, "But a god who loses his faith will perish."

Wu Yu nodded: "I've heard of this."

The gods who seem to be high above are not really immortal, nor are they omnipotent.

"Why can they have so many believers?"

The young man looked at the bright lanterns on the river carrying people's wishes in distress, wishing that these beliefs belonged to him.

He sighed: "It's too difficult, it's really too difficult to find believers."

Wu Yu tapped his head.

"You are too stupid."

The young man immediately turned his head, opened his round eyes, looked at her smiling face under the moonlight, and forgot the reprimand, "... huh?"

Wu Yu said: "Having believers is very simple."

Hearing this, the boy curled his lips: "It's easy for you to say..."

It's not easy.

He has been working hard for so many years, but he still has nothing.

Wu Yu raised his eyebrows: "You don't believe me?"

The boy shook his head honestly.

A confident smile appeared on Wu Yu's lips: "Then we'll see."
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After that day, Wu Yu never came to him again.

But Cang'er saw that she ordered people to build a temple in the most prosperous part of the imperial capital, and the door plaque read - Cangling Temple.

On the day the temple was built, many people came to watch, but no one had heard of the gods enshrined here, and no one had taken the initiative to go in to worship the gods.

Seeing this, Cang'er appeared next to Wu Yu, and said quietly: "Even if a temple is built, it's useless if no one goes in to worship the god. But Master Cang'er is still very moved. With this temple, At least I have a home."

With your own temple, you don't have to go around rubbing other people's temples.

There was a bright smile in the boy's eyes: "Look, you built a temple for me, and you are indeed my believer!"

Wu Yu just smiled and said nothing.

The temples have been built, so why worry about no one coming in to worship the gods?

A few days later, rumors that the Cangling Temple was very effective suddenly appeared among the people in the imperial capital.

One after another, people swear that the wishes they made to the gods in the temple have been fulfilled.

If Cang Er wasn't the god himself, he might believe it.

He looked at Wu Yu and said hesitantly, "I haven't fulfilled their wishes, so it's not good to lie like this?"

Wu Yu sighed: "You are such an idiot."

Gradually, under the influence of the rumors, someone really stepped into this temple and made a pious wish.

Cang Er heard it.

He said to Wu Yu: "He hopes to find the lost cattle at home."

For Wu Yu, this wish couldn't be simpler.

When the man returned home, he found that the cow that had been lost for a few days had returned to the cowshed. He was so excited that he spontaneously told his neighbors that the god was willing to help him find the lost cow.

It was only at this time that Cang Er realized that Wu Yu was not an ordinary person.

She was conceived and born from the original aura of heaven and earth ten thousand years ago, and she is the great demon king whom his god father is also afraid of.

Later, more and more people walked into the temple to pray to Cang Er, and the boy's divine power became stronger day by day.

One day, the temple welcomed a distinguished pilgrim.

He is the Seventh Prince of the current Dynasty and the younger brother of the same mother of the Holy One.

The Seventh Prince has been plagued by nightmares recently, and it has lasted for more than a month. He has tried all kinds of methods, but nothing works. Because of this, he has lost a lot of weight and his complexion is extremely bad.

Wu Yu and Cang Er went to investigate and found that he was accidentally entangled by a little ghost. The little ghost took advantage of his sleep to make trouble in his dreams, and took the opportunity to steal the yang energy from his body, which caused him to be haunted by nightmares. , internal virtual loss.

It doesn't take much effort to deal with a little ghost with very shallow skills.

The night the Seventh Prince left the temple and returned to the mansion, he had no dreams and slept very soundly.

He was overjoyed and reported the matter to the Holy One.

The Holy One, Dayue, ordered the construction of Cangling Temples all over the country to worship this god.

Cang'er has more and more believers, and his divine power is getting stronger and stronger, so he no longer has to worry about not being able to show his body.

Now, he can realize the wishes of believers without relying on Wu Yu's help.

At night, the two sat on the roof where they first met, drinking and facing the moon.

The young god was overwhelmed with alcohol, but he couldn't help being excited. After drinking a pot of wine, double images appeared in front of his eyes.

"Little Yu..."

He stretched out his hand, wanting to hold her hand, but failed a few times, only grabbing a wisp of wind.

The boy called her name helplessly.

So she gently cupped his face with both hands, "I'm here."

His mind was at ease, he rubbed her palm like a cat, and said what was in his heart through his drunkenness.

"Will you be here all the time?"

got no response.

The cold wind blew away some of the smell of alcohol, making him sober a lot.

Looking at the silent and smiling face of the person in front of him, the young man's heart trembled, and he spoke again with a hint of pleading: "Be the disciple of Master Cang'er all the time, okay?"

Wu Yu stroked his brows and eyes, and smiled calmly: "But you don't need to rely on me anymore."

The teenager couldn't wait to say: "I need you, I need yours."

She didn't speak, drinking wine in the night wind.

He insisted on asking for a clear answer, and then he heard her responding "Okay, okay".

But after Cang'er sobered up, she was no longer around her.

Later, she never appeared again.

He can't find her.
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Now, she finally understands.

Xu Hengzhou is him, Cang Yu is him, and Jiang Xu is him.

Wu Yu watched the familiar boy in his memory walking towards him, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

He seems to have grown a lot taller.

Strange, will the gods grow taller again?

Standing in front of her, Cang Er said coldly, "Liar."

"This... I can explain," Wu Yu rubbed his nose embarrassingly, "I wasn't sure if I liked you or not at the time, so I wanted to go to a different place to relax and come back to you when I thought about it, but... "

Cang Er's smile revealed a bit of danger: "The result?"

Wu Yu smiled awkwardly. Seeing his complexion, he knew he was wrong, so he hooked his neck and kissed him. Seeing his expression softened, he said:
"It ended up being forgotten."

In fact, it can't be entirely her fault, there are too many temptations outside, so many delicious foods and wines waiting for her favor, it is not normal to accidentally forget that a stupid god is still waiting for her answer.
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ps: The text will end here for the time being, because I rely more on inspiration when writing articles, and I don’t have a particularly good idea for Fanwai. If you have good suggestions, you can share them. Maybe I will start writing when I have inspiration hhh~

pps: I want to try to write a purely romantic essay without any fantasy elements, so I will write a short story later, but it has nothing to do with the content of this text (emphasis added), it is an independent story, but I am too lazy to write another Open a copy of hhh, if you are interested, you can read it, if you are not interested, don’t read it~ (fingering: Actually, I still hope that someone will read it)

ppps: To be honest, short stories are the happiest I have written recently~
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