Can't Save the World by Pretending to be Dead

10 minutes ago, Wendi Temple in the suburbs of Sioux City.

The majestic and majestic quaint bells, with Jingdu Lake as the center, vibrated loudly and spread to the entire Sioux City.The inaudible sound of the bell passed through the barrier of geographical space and shook in the temples in the boundary of Suzhou City, causing a trace of strange fluctuations.However, most of the temples fluctuated for only a moment before returning to calm.

Only Wendi Temple in the suburbs.

The steady and distant sound of the bell reached Wendi Temple, and only the lingering sound of bells and drums was heard, humming.

In the empty Wendi Temple, the candle sacrifices on the sacrificial altar and the long yellow curtains hanging high on the beams are all shaking subtly with a small arc that cannot be detected by the naked eye.

It was dark and late at night, and the time passed by. The empty and desolate Wendi Temple had long lost people, and even on the road outside the temple, there was no trace of vehicles.

No one knew that Wendi Temple was shaking, and no one could hear the ringing bells echoing in the temple.

The sound went on and on and on and on.

Suddenly, on the side of the road hundreds of meters outside the temple, a short-haired girl carrying a big bag and wiping tears raised her head blankly, looking at the small temple shrouded in darkness in the distance.

Just half an hour ago, Xiao Liu received a call from his terminally ill mother from her hometown.The pressure of life and the ups and downs of fate crushed all her strength.She squatted on the side of this desolate and uninhabited road and cried loudly, feeling as if she had no strength to live.

She didn't know what supported her to stand up again, and then decided to numbly wait for the arrival of a new day.

The world has never been fair.

Xiao Liu was born in a remote mountainous village. Her father died of illness when she was young, and her mother was diagnosed with cancer when she was in junior high school.The relatives couldn't even take care of themselves, so there was nothing they could do to help their orphans and widowed mothers. The burden of the family suddenly fell on the frail shoulders of the 15-year-old girl.

Some people have seen airplanes since they were born, and they can talk to their classmates and teachers fluently in English; some people came to a big city at the age of 20 with a heavy body and wind and frost, only to realize that not everyone has ridden in a bullock cart, cooked rice, etc. Mr. got fire.

However, she was not discouraged.

At least she was out of the mountains where her mother lived all her life.She came out, and she saw the world behind the mountain. She had this opportunity to earn money for her mother's medical treatment, and maybe one day she could take her mother out of the mountain together to see this new world that was incompatible with them.

But why is life always so difficult?

My mother's illness is getting worse day by day, and if she wants to really survive, she has to save a lot of money and have surgery.Is she really in time, can she catch up with that day?

The weeds are blown by the cold evening wind. They are the most tenacious plants, but now they are still crawling on the ground one by one, blown down by the fierce cold wind.

Xiao Liu lowered his head, looking at the blown weed on the ground.

After an unknown period of time, she wiped off the cold tears on her face and stood up.

"Walk three kilometers to the bus station, sit at the terminal and walk two kilometers to home..."

The short-haired girl was muttering, and suddenly, a deep sigh came from her ear, and she turned around abruptly.

Then, I saw the temple.

In the dark night, the small Wendi Temple was shrouded in darkness.A dark cloud floated from afar, covering the bright moonlight.

Light fades, darkness descends.

In the cold and empty suburbs, a girl with short hair and a plain, tear-stained face stared blankly at the small temple.

After a long time, she lifted her foot and walked towards Wendi Temple.

……

Emperor Wen Song?

Lian Xi pondered the name carefully in his mind, he always felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

As everyone rushed to the east, Judge Cui introduced: "There are 36 gods in Shenting, most of them are heavenly soldiers and generals, insignificant people. Just like our underworld, the ghosts and gods with names and surnames are only those , many inconspicuous servants, if counted, there are tens of thousands of ghosts and gods in the underworld. And among the [-] gods in Shenting, the [-] emperors are naturally well-known, but Emperor Wen Song is not famous. "

He looked at Ji Chen: "My lord, this subordinate has just crossed the two realms, and when it came to the boundary of Sucheng, it happened to land around the Temple of Emperor Wen."

subordinate?

Everyone only thought that he was directly substituting the role and became an exclusive thug, and didn't think in other directions.

Hearing Judge Cui's words, Lian Xi's gaze paused, and he suddenly remembered: "Wendi Temple? Wensong Emperor?"

Ji Chen turned to look at Lian Xi: "You know?"

Lian Xi frowned, and nodded lightly: "Do you remember, you told me during the day that Xiao Liu's gate of life was wrapped with incense, and then I went to ask Xiao Liu if she worshiped Buddha in any temple?" The Emperor Wen Temple was what she recommended to me at that time." After finishing the words, Lian Xi felt uncomfortable for some reason, and asked Judge Cui, "What kind of person is this Emperor Wen Song?"

Judge Cui is a well-known figure in the underworld, an existence that Yama of the Ten Palaces dare not neglect.When Lian Xi spoke to him so casually, he immediately frowned displeasedly, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the bronze bell on Lian Xi's wrist.

I almost forgot, this is probably also a big shot!

That's right, the one who can get together with the lord of the underworld, can it be a small character?

But since it's not the immediate boss, respect is enough, there's no need to lick it.He is a dignified Judge Cui, but he still has his own backbone.So, I saw Judge Cui holding a bookish manner that was neither humble nor overbearing, and said calmly: "Returning to my lord, Emperor Wen Song is a very normal god."

The watchman and ghost Jiang at the side: "..."

Bah, you licking dog!

Judge Cui ignored his subordinates' contempt for him. His realm is not enough to see the black and white of Jiangnan Dao. He continued: "My subordinates don't know much about Emperor Wen Song, except for his amazing performance when the court was destroyed. There is no more news. But if my subordinates remember correctly, he is the god in charge of the world's books."

Jichen: "That's it?"

Judge Cui hurriedly bowed: "This subordinate really only remembers so much."

The bad premonition in Lian Xi's heart became stronger and stronger. He resisted the discomfort and nausea caused by the teleportation of ghosts and gods, and asked with an ugly face: "Is the Wendi Temple near here?"

Judge Cui looked around for a moment: "We're almost there, pass through this small forest, and you'll see..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Judge Cui opened his eyes wide, looking at the scene in the distance in horror.

At the same time, Lian Xi, Jichen and the others raised their heads and saw the stunning and magnificent picture.

Under the dark and dense night, the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, the mountains were continuous, and the shadows of the mountains and rocks surrounded a small and inconspicuous temple.The mountain is not high, but the sky is big, and the sky is overturned on the earth. The desolate and dilapidated temple exudes a majestic power.

Yes, in such a ghostly scene, the temple actually exudes a sense of righteousness!

The mountains and the moon are colorless, and the earth is dark.

The majestic and peaceful righteousness of heaven and earth drifted out from the small temple.Righteousness manifests itself and transforms into extremely gorgeous colorful colors.

As a result, the sky above the entire small temple was shrouded in auspicious clouds, and the fairy air was floating.

Lian Xi has read many fantasy novels and heard many stories about immortals ascending to heaven.He never really thought about what it would be like if there were gods, but at this moment, he was deeply shocked by the magnificent and beautiful picture in front of him, his mind was shaken, and an inexplicable thought flashed through his mind——

If there is a god, it must be like this!

Lian Xi was startled by this strange and beautiful picture, until a cold hand caressed his wrist.Lian Xi woke up suddenly, and looked at the man beside him.

The colorful lights and shadows of Wendi Temple were reflected in Ji Chen's dark eyes, he looked at Lian Xi intently, and said calmly, "Listen."

listen?Lian Xi was stunned.

Jichen: "Listen carefully."

Lian Xi came back to his senses, he held his breath, and listened intently for a moment.The next second, he was surprised: "The bell?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and soon Judge Cui, Jiang Gui and the watchman also heard the faint but distant bell.

The watchman rolled his eyes and said anxiously: "My lord, this sound seems to be the bell you rang on the lake before?"

How could Lian Xi fail to recognize that this was indeed the bell he rang before.

But what's the matter?

Ji Chen took a step forward, his eyes narrowed, and the depths of his pupils shone with brilliant gold.Immediately, he turned his hand to take out the white jade seal and pointed it out.

"Northern Yin Fengdu Great Emperor"

The white jade seal was printed with a bang, and six strangely shaped golden seal characters appeared in the air.

Jichen: "Go!"

As the voice fell, the six golden characters quickly flew towards the radiant Wendi Temple.When these six characters flew around the temple, the wisps of multicolored righteousness suddenly stopped, and then pointed outward together, as if trying to block the six golden characters.

However, the big golden characters gradually grew larger, and soon turned into six mountains, directly suppressing the righteousness of these colors.

Seeing that the five-color righteousness was overwhelmed and fell into a disadvantage.At this time, there was an elegant and peaceful sigh in the temple.

"Since the emperor has arrived, please come in."

"boom--"

The gate of the small temple suddenly opened.The gate of the temple is wide open, as if inviting you into the urn!

But none of the five people outside the temple stepped in.

If it was said that seeing the Wendi Temple surrounded by colorful rays in the middle of the night made everyone startled, then when they heard that elegant and pleasant male voice, everyone was completely shocked.

Of course Ji Chen and Lian Xi didn't know what the sound was.

Jiang Gui and the watchman are still inexperienced, and they can't recognize who they are.

Judge Cui was the only one who felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His face was startled, and he said in shock: "You, you...you are Emperor Wen Song?!"

After the voice fell, there was a dead silence inside and outside the temple.

Emperor Wen Song? !

After being shocked, Jiang Gui was the first to shake his head. He asked in disbelief: "Judge Cui, how is this possible? As we all know, the court of gods was destroyed 600 years ago. Reincarnation! How can a mere Emperor Wen Song still be alive?"

Judge Cui: "But it is indeed the voice of Emperor Wen Song, if you don't believe me, look at that!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Judge Cui's finger.

The Wendi Temple is small and dilapidated, with only two rooms in front and back.A main temple for people to worship, and a back room where sundries are piled up.

The gate of the temple was wide open, and everyone saw the statue of the god standing high above the temple at a glance.

It was a handsome and elegant young scholar, and his statue was damaged and old due to the encroachment of a hundred years.There was a piece missing from the elbow of his arm, the emperor's crown was full of potholes and small holes, and even the scroll he held in his hand was full of cracks.But somehow, everyone who saw this statue thought he was alive!

It seems that this is not a statue, but a living god.

He became more and more real, more and more vivid.Numerous colorful auras of righteousness overflowed from the statue, and as these righteousness surged, every minute and every second, one could clearly observe the more real aura on him.

At this moment, Lian Xi, Ji Chen, Judge Cui, Jiang Gui, and Watchman.

A cognition emerged in everyone's mind——

It only takes an hour, no, half an hour at most, and he can really get rid of the clay sculpture and come back to life!

However, Lian Xi lowered his head and looked at the thin figure kneeling on the futon in front of the shrine.

Lian Xi opened his eyes wide and said in shock, "Xiao Liu?!"

I saw that the person kneeling and praying on the futon in Wendi Temple was the real estate agent Xiao Liu whom even Xi and Xichen knew!

A trace of multicolored righteousness lingered around the statue of Emperor Wen Song, and at the same time, lingered on Xiao Liu's body.Lian Xi's eyes gradually darkened, he called Xiao Liu's name again loudly, but Xiao Liu still didn't respond.She just knelt in front of the futon quietly, with her hands folded, her head on the ground, and she prayed sincerely.

"How is this going?"

Judge Cui looked at Lian Xi upon hearing this.He actually recognized Xiao Liu as the short-haired girl he had met twice before, but Judge Cui was greatly surprised by the sight before him.He had never heard of a god who died and was resurrected.This is unreasonable, Emperor Wen Song fell into the River of Forgetfulness and was beaten into reincarnation, how could he come back to life?

Judge Cui pondered for a moment, and said: "Don't worry, my lord. I have seen this girl's gate of life before. She had a rough life in the past, and her main star was disturbed by evil spirits. But according to her fate, she should be able to come to life soon. So, Let the subordinates look through the book of life and death, and look up the girl's life in the past few decades!"

Without further ado, Judge Cui immediately took out the book of life and death.

The scholar's judge's eyes were focused, he let out a low cry, a black luster appeared between his fingers, and then he flipped open the book of life and death.

The book of life and death was flipped open, but there was not a word on the thin page.I saw Judge Cui lightly caressing the blank paper with his black-lighted fingers.Gradually, black words appeared one by one. Judge Cui watched intently with a stern expression: "This girl is truly a rare misfortune! According to the book of life and death, she was born poor, her father died of illness in her early years, and her mother was also terminally ill.

"Heaven is not favored, and living beings are not happy.

"She was born with misfortune in her life, and eight out of ten things she did were not easy.

"If it's just that, it's fine. Once she gets married, she will conceive three children, and each child will die at the last moment. And her final cause of death should be that she was 29 years old, that is, seven years later, she was seriously ill and was... Huh?"

Judge Cui stopped his voice suddenly, and the watchman asked strangely, "Why didn't you say anything?"

The watchman was an illiterate watchman before his death and could not read the words in the book of life and death.But even Xi, Jichen, and Jiang Gui could read and write. They looked at the written records in the book of life and death with different expressions.Lian Xi pursed his lips, raised his head, and looked at Judge Cui: "Why is there no record of the cause of her death, and there will be such a situation in the life and death book?"

Judge Cui also had a complicated expression on his face: "This subordinate has been in charge of the book of life and death for thousands of years, and I have never heard of such a situation! It shouldn't be, how could this happen?"

Jichen: "What's her name?"

As soon as these words fell to the ground, Lian Xi was slightly stunned.

After a long time, Lian Xi remembered the scene of the first meeting from the depths of his memory.On a hot midsummer afternoon, a young and immature girl with short hair was carrying a heavy bag, and she didn't care to wipe the sweat from her forehead. While passing herself mineral water, she enthusiastically introduced herself...

"Hi Mr. Lian, my name is Liu Songwen, you can call me Xiao Liu." Lian Xi muttered to himself.Then, he looked up at Jichen, his face gradually sank.

"Her name is Liu Songwen."

The author has something to say:

Many people say that cc is the emperor?

Just kidding, can I be guessed so easily by you? (doge)