This is not difficult to understand.

But I've already figured it out.

Now that I've come here, I'm sure I'm going to go for the greatest opportunity, as for the danger...... It's not that I'm holding it up, but I always feel that the danger they call is not dangerous to me.

The feeling is intense.

Without hesitation, I nodded and said, "I've already thought about it, just these three kinds of tea." ”

Seeing that I insisted, the owner of the teahouse did not say anything, put away the red paper and left, and after a short time, he came to me with three cups of tea.

Three cups of tea.

The colors vary.

Red, black, white.

"Red is the Tenjin tea, black is the Shura tea, and white is the human tea, which cup to drink first is up to you."

After putting the tea down, the owner of the teahouse left without looking back.

I looked at the three cups of tea in front of me, thought for a moment, and took the red cup of Tenjin tea in my hand.

To be honest, I am still very curious at this moment, after all, the owner of this teahouse shop said that these teas are really special, and it is really unimaginable that you can experience the feeling of gods after drinking the heavenly god tea.

But when I think about the place I'm in now, it's the Immortal Gate Fantasy Realm.

Since it is an illusion, it is not impossible to create some illusions in the illusion.

Without thinking about it anymore, I drank the Tenjin tea in my hand directly.

The mouth is sweet, and then subconsciously close your eyes and taste it.

However, when I opened my eyes again, I found that the scene in front of me had been turned upside down.

Is it so fast?

I was amazed.

At this time, the place where I was was was no longer a teahouse, but a place that was very unfamiliar to me.

It's like a temple.

I looked around and finally fixed my eyes on the statue in the temple, and I couldn't help but frown at the statue.

City God's Statue?

Wrong......

I looked at the statue, and I couldn't help but feel a little weird in my heart, if I read it correctly, the face of the statue was exactly what I was.

That's my statue?

Am I the Chenghuang here?

I'm a little confused.

But before I could think about it, there was a sound of footsteps, and in a short time a few people came in, knelt down in front of my statue, as if they did not see me, and began to burn incense and worship, and then whispered in a low voice.

They are very soft.

Normally only they can hear it, but strangely enough, I can hear it clearly, as if what they say is meant for me.

Their prayers.

Or rather, supplication.

The old man kneeling on the ground at the front prayed to me that the sky would no longer be dry and that it would rain so that the rice he planted would survive.

The younger man behind him prayed to me so that his wife could give birth in peace.

Another old woman prayed to me that her granddaughter-in-law would be safe and that the family would survive the year's drought.

It's a family.

Do they think of me as a god?

I looked at the statue with the same face as me, but for a moment I was a little confused, I don't know why I was confused, but after hearing their prayers, I suddenly felt a feeling in my heart.

I am the City God.

I need to bless them, they pray sincerely, and I need to help them do it.

But......

In my impression, Chenghuang is just a false god, even if he is prayed for, how can he bless these ordinary people?

Watching them leave, the demons sent me to God, but I still followed.

I followed them to a very dilapidated looking house, where from time to time I heard the cry of a woman in pain, and the young man who had prayed to me for the smooth birth of his wife heard the cry and fell to his knees again and prayed in the direction of the temple.

His voice came to my ears again.

"Lord Chenghuang, please, I must bless my wife, please."

Then I saw his parents, the old man and the old woman, who also knelt down, also in the direction of the temple.

"Lord Chenghuang, please!"

Listening to their pleading, I was a little dazed, I didn't know what to do, but I still walked towards the house, I didn't look at the woman who was giving birth, I just listened to her cry, and my hand involuntarily waved out gently.

I don't know why I did that, but with a wave of my hand, there seemed to be a force that fell on the woman, and before long I heard a baby's cry.

Then there was the joyful laughter outside the house, and their heartfelt thanks to me.

Listening to those voices, I suddenly had a delusion.

I am the City God.

It's a true god.

Is this what Tenjin tea does?

I have to say that this feeling is really special, but after a while, I kind of like it.

Fortunately, I'm still sober.

I know it's nothing more than the effect of Tenjin tea.

I'm not really a god.

I didn't look at them anymore, I left their home, and after a while I returned to the temple again.

Without the prayers of those people, the temple became very deserted at this time, and after sitting for a while, I suddenly remembered another prayer of the old man.

He begged me to bless the rain from heaven so that his rice could live.

Thinking of this, I looked up at the sky, the sun was very big, and the vegetation around me was obviously yellow, and it was clear that it had not rained for a long time.

But do I have what it takes?

I thought.

But as soon as the thought came to me, I noticed that the sky had darkened, and the dark clouds had condensed in large areas, and after a few moments the lightning and thunder had thundered, and the rain began to drop.

I was a little stunned.

But I don't know why, but in my subconscious, there seems to be a voice telling me that this is normal, because I am a god, a city god who protects the people, how can I not do this thing?

Looking at the dripping rain, I smiled.

At this time, the old man who was praying for rain suddenly reappeared.

As soon as he came, he once again knelt reverently on the ground, and reluctantly took out a piece of cured pork from the basket he had brought, and kowtowed three times to my statue.

"Thank you, Lord Chenghuang."

"Thank you so much."

"My family is poor, I can only thank you for this little thing, please don't mind, I will come to worship you often in the future, thank you for saving your life."

After kowtowing to me a few more times, he hurried away.

Looking at his back, I could feel his joy.

And in his joy, I felt that something seemed to change in my body, as if there was a special force that inexplicably poured into my body.

This power makes me feel very comfortable.

One word comes to mind.

Faith.

I'm not a stranger to faith, the pseudo-gods I know about the city god use the faith of ordinary people, and before in that Niangziling, the magpie fairy also used ordinary faith.

It's just that they're not really gods.

And now I seem to have become a real city god.