Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

The dust on the altar and the statues was wiped off, the ashes in the incense burner were cleaned, and the fallen leaves in front of the temple were swept away.

Mo Zhu tidied the temple up overnight.

"Mo Zhu, I'll go with you when you go to pay your respects to the Tusi King. He can't see me anyway."

Su Qingchen was still very curious about the Tusi King.

"You must stay in the temple to handle the citizens' petitions."

"Starting at daybreak? Fine. But you have to let me go out when I really, really want to."

"Yes."

Because the gods have to be stationed in the temple, unless they go out with the divine servants to complete their divine duties, Su Qingchen did not insist on it.

At dawn, Mo Zhu went to pay a visit with the chieftain king's letter as a token of trust. Su Qingchen sat on the altar, waiting for the citizens to come and burn incense and make petitions.

The person who came to petition early in the morning was an old woman who was already walking with a limp.

She lit three incense sticks tremblingly by the red candlelight in the incense burner, then knelt in front of the statue with her hands clasped together.

"Lord Nuo God, please bless my old man to get through this difficult time. He has worked diligently all his life, but this time, he contracted a strange disease because of taking care of sick orphans." The old woman started crying.

"In our entire family, only the two of us old people have died in the past few years. We don't deserve this, sir."

"As long as the old man can get better, I am willing to exchange my life for it. Please, Lord Nuo, bless him."

After making the wish, the old woman kowtowed three times devoutly, then stood up and left.

Su Qingchen listened and wrote down the petition carefully.

Not long after, another little girl came and knelt directly in front of the statue.

"Master Nuo, I'm too short to reach the incense burner. I'll come back to burn incense for you when I'm taller. Here are the plums I picked."

As she spoke, the little girl placed three plums on the altar.

"Master Nuo, my mother is about to give birth. I hope you can bless her to give me a brother."

"Ah?" Su Qingchen couldn't believe what he heard.

"Write it down first, praying that her mother will give her a brother..." Su Qingchen felt anxious as he wrote, hoping that the little girl could take the plum back.

After a while, two more men came. Although the lighting was not good last night, Su Qingchen still recognized them at a glance.

They came before God hesitantly while talking about something.

"I didn't get to ask yesterday, and now the divine servant is not here. If I don't ask now, I won't have another chance to ask."

"Who would ask that in broad daylight?"

"Now that you're here, don't you want to ask why you're here?"

"I'm not afraid that you'll do something irreparable."

"Forget it, if you don't ask me, just ask."

Before the man could pick up the Yin-Yang fish, another peasant woman walked in.

"Tian Nu, Peng San, why are you two here?"

"To grandma..." the two of them greeted her.

"Today, the masters are all carrying offerings and delivering magical instruments to Tianwen Terrace. What are you two hiding here for?"

"I didn't hide. We have already made a trip. We came down to drink some water and passed by here to take a look. We heard that the new divine servant has arrived, so we came here to take a look." said Peng San, who was a little thinner.

"A new divine servant has arrived? Who told you that? I come here every day, why haven't I heard about it?"

The two were choked by their own stupidity.

"But it should be. The yard is much cleaner, the ashes from the incense burners have been cleared away, and the statues of gods are bright." Grandma Xiang didn't think much about it and started to figure it out.

"Yes, then we will go and help again. Take your time." The two of them said and left quickly.

Mother-in-law Xiang looked at the two puzzled people, turned around and ignored them.

I also offered three sticks of incense to my mother-in-law, then knelt before the deity and made a petition: "Lord Nuo, our people in Yongding City have lived in seclusion in the mountains for generations, self-sufficient, and have never done anything against the will of Heaven. In recent years, we have been plagued by strange diseases year after year. I believe this is a test from Heaven. This is the 774th day that I have come to petition you. As long as I live, I will come to kowtow and burn incense for you. I hope you can see the piety of our people and bless us with peace."

Speak seriously to your mother-in-law.

Su Qingchen frowned slightly and made another note on the petition book.

For some unknown reason, Mo Zhu didn't come back until the afternoon, but Su Qingchen, who had been petitioning all day, was still very happy to see Mo Zhu come back.

Because the temple would not close until sunset, and citizens were still arriving, Mo Zhu did not speak to Su Qingchen. He just took care of routine matters such as incense ashes and tributes, and then chatted with the citizens.

The citizens of the city were still very curious about the new divine servant.

"Master Divine Servant, what is your name?" asked an old woman holding her grandson's hand.

"My name is Mo Zhu." Mo Zhu bent slightly and answered politely.

"Oh, Mozhu Shenshi, you have grown so tall, what a good boy." All grandmothers have equal love for their tall grandchildren.

Mo Zhu nodded without replying.

"Sir Divine Servant, can you really see the Di Nuo God?" the little boy asked curiously.

"Sure." Mo Zhu replied.

Su Qingchen, who had some free time, watched with great interest on the altar. This was the first time he saw Mo Zhu talking so much, and to all kinds of people.

"Where is the Di Nuo God now?" the little boy asked again.

"On the altar." Mo Zhu said to Su Qingchen, who was also looking at him with a smile.

"What is the Low Nuo God doing now?"

"Looking at you, smiling."

"Really?" The little boy smiled and looked at his grandmother, and his grandmother also smiled at the little boy.

"Then you can help me talk to the Di Nuo God..." Before the little boy could finish his words, Mo Zhu interrupted him.

"The Nuo gods can hear what you say."

"Really..." The little boy turned to look at Su Qingchen and said, "Master Nuo, can you help me resurrect my brother? His name is Tian Guo, he is thirteen years old this year, and he died of a strange disease last month. I think he can live again."

After saying that, the little boy blinked and looked at the Nuo statue for a few seconds, then turned to look at Mo Zhu and asked expectantly: "Master Divine Servant, did Master Nuo say anything?"

Su Qingchen looked at Mo Zhu in embarrassment.

"He didn't say anything." Mo Zhu said truthfully.

"So if he doesn't say anything, does that mean he disagrees?" The little boy wanted an answer.

"Lord Nuo is very busy. You have already made a wish. Come, kowtow to Lord Nuo three times." The old lady took over.

"Oh." The little boy kowtowed three times obediently.

"Okay, Lord Nuo has received it. If your wish comes true, remember to thank Lord Nuo again, okay?" The old lady said, wiping the tears that had not yet shed from the corners of her eyes.

"I see." The little boy nodded.