Mortal gods, after all, occupy a mortal word. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old city officials fell asleep for a long time before they woke up, and when they looked around, they found that it was pitch black everywhere. Reaching out and rubbing his slightly dry face, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and said in his heart, what seems to be his own must be returned after all.

The old city official is still the same old city official who entered the city at the beginning, he doesn't mind, but he doesn't know if this appearance will make the clan god misunderstand the sacred tree. It seems that it is still necessary to explain. In fact, he had no memory of what had happened before he fell asleep. The strange feeling was gone, and all he remembered was that he was in a rocky forest listening to the three gods discussing the power of faith, and then things became more and more blurred.

Fortunately, he still remembered that he was an old city official, remembered his mission, and remembered that there was an invisible halo on his head, which made him have to straighten up and live like a god.

The old city official got up, dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body, and strode out of the door with square steps. There was a glimmer of light in the distant sky, and the old city official breathed a sigh of relief, and by the light of the sky, he looked at his old hand, and his face was indifferent.

Originally, I wanted to use the inexplicable divine power of the sacred tree to live for the clan for a few more years, but now, everything seems to be back to the old way, but think about it, in addition to the longevity that has been gained and lost, it seems that I have gained a lot. Thinking of this, the old city official laughed like a child.

"Grandpa Fuming, you're awake!"

The old city official's face instantly tensed, and he couldn't easily let people know his mood anymore. God, you have to be like a god. Uh--the old city official paused for a moment, and then remembered the forged little mortal god. It seems that the most important thing for all gods is this mortal word, because it looks extraordinary but is not a god, and it can only be called a mortal god.

It was a supreme honor to be called a mortal god in the clan, but somehow in his heart, he didn't care much about this title, all he cared about was how much he could do in this awkward position. After all, the clan gods don't do everything themselves.

No, there is a god who does it himself, and that is the god of the Xuanfu clan. He is the head of the outer gate, and he is recognized by the whole clan as a mortal god, what if he is matched in the future? Somehow, he thought of the mortal word of mortal god again. The mortal gods really annoyed him. Since this mortal god is an accident, why should he bother with this mortal out of nothing?

The old city official flicked his sleeves, turned around suddenly, looked at Wei Xiang with a surprised face, and said: "The eldest girl who is more than ten years old, you should learn to be solemn, don't forget, you are the princess of Ci'en City." ”

Wei Xiang opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time, when he heard the old city official speak, he exclaimed: "Grandpa Fuming, uh-why did you change back again?"

The old city official said indifferently: "You just treated your grandfather as if you caught a little demon ape, and he accidentally ran away again." ”

"Ah, can that be the same? Grandpa Fuming-" Wei Xiang stretched out his hand to touch the face of the old city official, and when he saw his solemn face, he stopped, Wei Xiang hurriedly said: "Grandpa can't really become a mortal." ”

"What's the matter? If you become a mortal, you won't be your grandfather Fuming?"

Wei Xiang was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Where can you, I believe you are stronger than before!"

"I hope so. This little Wei Xiang was always surprised, and the old city officials were used to it, so he said helplessly: "It turns out that when I read the books of the sages, the sentence that touched me the most was that seeing is believing; I'm now...... I hope seeing is believing. ”

"Yes, yes, grandpa, I think so too. So, even if Grandpa doesn't tell me, I can guess that Grandpa has become stronger!"

"What does guessing have to do with what you see?"

Wei Xiang said angrily: "You still lie to me! What about your fingers?"

The old city official's heart moved, and he hurriedly stretched out his right hand, and found that the index finger was intact. He suddenly realized a question, can habits really change? He was used to stretching out his right hand, but just now, why did he stretch out his left hand to see it? Could it be that those mysterious gods had done something to him? Thinking of this, he looked at Wei Xiang who was angry again, and his heart was relieved, maybe he was the right hand that was stretched out? It was just because he was used to his severed finger that he remembered it as his left hand.

This kind of left-handed and right-handed thing is still put aside, Wei Xiang is real, then his old city official is not fake. But how can this disappearing severed finger be explained? He glanced at the shadow of the sacred tree in the darkness in the distance, and sighed in his heart: whether it is a human or a god, it is a supreme god who can be like the divine tree. To help others, you have to find a way to remove the traces of mutual help, and this finger should be regarded as an unintentional mark left by the sacred tree.

Before he stepped down from the city wall, the old city official did not believe in the word gratitude, but now, he had to believe that he had developed supreme respect for the sacred tree in his heart because of gratitude.

"Maybe—" The old city official looked at the sacred tree in the distance and thought, "Maybe the heavens want me to use this finger again." ”

"Bah, bah!" Wei Xiang said angrily: "Grandpa is talking nonsense again, it's a good thing to get it back, you have to protect it, since God has returned it to you, how can you act against the sky?"

The old city official suddenly thought that he didn't expect the little girl to think like this. He squinted at the swaying figures in the distance, and wondered, "When will the city patrol guard get so close?"

Wei Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's from the outer city, didn't I tell my grandfather yesterday, today Xiaofan God is going to show his might." Grandpa-" Wei Xiang said in a low voice: "You must defeat him!"

"Why?"

"Who told him to learn from you everywhere? He also got a set of clothes like yours, I took a sneak peek, and it was even more broken than yours, and I heard that the deacon of the house took it from a beggar in the outer city, and threw away ten yuan stones from the beggar. ”

The old city official said unexpectedly: "How can you find out about such a secret thing?"

"It was the little guy next to Xiao Fan God who told me. ”

"How did the little guy find you?"

"Uh-" Wei Xiang said embarrassedly, "I was accidentally discovered by him when I peeked." ”

The old city official thought to himself, how can a little guy who has no cultivation discover a human realm? He smiled and said, "Since the little mortal god has to invite me to show this old bone, I will fulfill it with him." After saying that, he walked towards the flow of people.

"Wait!" Wei Xiang hesitated, "Grandpa, you mean that I was used?"

"You should be happy, you are being used by the immortals. Seeing Wei Xiang's face showing anger, the old city official said, "Actually, to inform grandpa, he can use various ways. Can you run an errand, is there a better choice than this? On one side is the son of the fairy, and on the other side is Grandpa Fuming?"

Wei Xiang's face softened and said, "But, I just feel that I am not happy to let me run errands." ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, in this life, people are proud, look up, and frustrated, look down. Figured it out, there's nothing you can't get by. To survive in this Xuantian City, you have to be careful as a girl in a border city, those mortals have even seen the clan gods, so naturally they will not easily put you in their eyes. It is common to be used by mortals, not to mention that the other party is the son of an immortal? Time can make people discover the unknown, but it can also erase everything. ”

"Oh—Xiang'er remembered. Wei Xiang responded, and then followed, and the two headed towards the criminal division on the west side of the square.

Xuan Cheng stood outside the door of the side hall of the Criminal Division and stomped his feet in a hurry, he couldn't figure it out, did the immortals also want to sleep? If the immortals didn't sleep, then why could Luo Chenxiu sleep so much? He-he was the son of the immortals.

The door opened, Luo Chenxiu yawned, breathed in the cool breeze, glanced to the side, and said, "Why, I haven't slept all night?"

Xuan Cheng stared at Luo Chenxiu, and pretended to be calm: "I didn't sleep." After speaking, he walked around and said, "Chen Xiu, you say-"

Luo Chenxiu looked at the maids passing by outside the door, and said lightly: "Let's change our habits in the future, no matter who comes before or after, you and I still follow the rules of the clan." ”

Xuan Cheng straightened his back and said with a straight face: "What do you think of the gods talking to those people outside the hall of the criminal division?"

"Hmph-" Luo Chenxiu smiled lightly: "It seems that the girl brought the letter." Chen Xiu thought that the little mortal god should go with the mortal god to get close to the clansmen. With such an opportunity, how can the same gods give it to each other?"

"But—I'm going, what are we talking about?"

"Who—God...... Talking about a parent?Is a person a person?Ah cat, a dog?" Luo Chenxiu smiled weirdly: "What's the matter." In short, it's up to you, as long as you can talk about something that mortals understand. Luo Chenxiu said with a bitter face: "Chen Xiu really doesn't know. ”

Xuan Cheng suddenly said in his heart, too, people are the sons of immortals, how can they know the affairs of the world? It seems that there is no hope in the future, all gods and gods, not to mention that he has a small character? His mother is small, when he was young, he didn't have to suffer from the anger of the eldest mother every day? Fortunately, when he grew up, he got an errand in the house, which can be regarded as turning the situation around.

The gods of the human family are in charge, and all gods are in charge, and our little gods are in charge. When you are small, you should have the consciousness of being small, but- he glanced at Luo Chenxiu, who was in a trance, and was a little helpless, this son of an immortal has to take the position by himself, isn't this forcing people to die?

The old city officials came to the door of the criminal division and stopped, and the mortals who lined up behind him saw that it was a mortal god, and they all looked at his back with respectful faces, ready to bow to him, just waiting for him to turn around. Where did the old city officials not understand the rules of the clan? Those rules had long penetrated into the bones of every Xuantian clan. However, he thought, from today onwards, he wants to change, he can't change the rules of the clan, but he can change the rules of the clan towards mortal gods.

Mortal gods are not gods after all.

He nodded sideways to Wei Xiang. Wei Xiang turned around and took two steps forward and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, listen! There is a new rule for mortal gods! In the future, when the gods of no clan are present, there is no need to give great gifts when they see mortal gods!"

An old man hurriedly said: "You don't want to be a god! You don't hesitate to fight against foreign enemies with your mortal body for my Xuantian clan, and now you are so exhausted, besides, it is a rule to pay a big salute to worship——"

Wei Xiang said: "This is the rule of all gods!"

"Princess Weixiang's meaning, Lao Yu naturally understands. But if you don't make a big gift, how can you express the admiration in our hearts and this-" The old man beat his chest and said, "Gratitude?"

Wei Xiang said: "It's better to send it from the heart, or hide it in the bottom of your heart." Since Grandpa, you claim to have reverence for mortal gods, if you don't follow this rule, then where does the respect come from?"

"But—" the old man was puzzled: "the rules of the clan—"

"There is no mortal god in the rules of the clan, and in the future, all the rules involving mortal gods will be determined by the mortal god himself!"

"The old man understood, and the old man obeyed the wishes of the mortal gods. When you see your adult in the future, you will not give a big gift. But—by what courtesy?"

Wei Xiang was stunned, yes, along the way, Grandpa Fuming didn't explain this.

Just as Wei Xiang was in his trance, the old city official suddenly turned around and arched his hand: "The old city official has seen all the villagers!"

The old man was about to bend his knees, but was stopped by an outstretched hand from the old city official, and he bowed, and everyone followed suit. This etiquette is a universal ritual to meet an elder or a respectful person, without bending the knees, holding your knees, and bending your head as much as possible.

Xiao Fan God was at a loss in his heart, thinking that this Fan God was really amazing, one step ahead, and set the rules first, wouldn't there be nothing to do with him in the future? He glanced back at Luo Chenxiu and saw that Luo Chenxiu was stunned.

Luo Chenxiu was shocked, when did that non-existent finger come back to life? In his consciousness, even if it was the peak of the divine realm, only immortals could. Could it be that the old city officials are real immortals?