The day was no different from usual, before dawn Chongxiao got up from the big bed with a jade body, and after washing and praying, he stepped on his favorite dragon horse and rushed to the pasture, and released the clouds of cattle and sheep from the pen.

Riding the dragon steed on the way to the pasture, he was still grateful for the divine benefits in his heart.

But suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, Chongxiao's eyelids jumped wildly, and he saw a shepherd from a distance riding a horse from a distance, with a frightened face.

"Just now, the wind and clouds changed color, and the gods thundered like rain, and all the cattle, sheep and shepherds in the pasture were chopped to death, only the villain got up late and escaped by luck to report to the herdsman!"

Chongxiao pursed his lips in distraction, and was about to speak, when there was a sudden loud sound behind him that shook the ground.

Turning back in shock, there was a disheveled figure walking like flying, it was the general of the Fuzhong family.

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"The right dragon turned over, the beams and pillars broke the house and collapsed, and all the clansmen were crushed to death, only I escaped to report to the master. ”

The repeated blows made Chongxiao's heart ownerless, and he endured his sorrow and said: "Quick, take me into the city to find the young master!"

The farm, the farmhouse, and the servants are all dead, and now Chongxiao only has his eldest son who is still in the temple, and in a panic, he naturally runs to the city.

Chongxiao led the herdsmen and warriors to the main city with a heart of grief, and as soon as he approached the temple, he found his son's attendant running out of the temple with blood and tears in his eyes.

Looking at each other in pairs, seeing Chongxiao on the dragon horse, the attendant immediately knelt on the ground and cried: "Master, today's temple Xiaobi, when the young master fought with another reserve warrior, he was pierced through the heart by a spear, and the priest tried his best to save his life, and the villain was about to go out of the city to report to you!"

Holding the arms of the attendant, Chongxiao still couldn't hold back his tears.

The huge wealth in Bazhou's difficult situation, his family was ruined in one day, his wealth was lost, and even his wife and children were not returned.

After the qi and blood surged, he was inexplicably sad, his body shook for a while, and he was about to fall off the dragon horse, and the warrior holding the dragon horse quickly reached out against Chongxiao's body.

"Master, you can't be fine!"

The samurai who dragged the head of the house asked worriedly.

When the dizziness eased slightly, Chongxiao looked at the three six gods and masterless generals and servants beside him, not only sad.

"Now Chongxiao has nothing, those who have been given by the divine, after all, will be returned, you can come to report, maybe it is the revelation of the divine to me, you should be returned to freedom. ”

As he spoke, Chongxiao got from the back of the dragon horse of the divine horse to his crotch, and began to untie the jade belt around his waist, took off his luxurious robe, and said to the herdsman who first came to report the news: "You are a very good shepherd, and there are people rushing to ask for it wherever you go to the pasture, this big horse and jade belt are regarded as wages and thanks, may the divine protect you." ”

After stuffing the jade belt into the hands of the herdsman leading the horse, Chongxiao took off his clothes and draped them on the back of the attendant who was still kneeling on the ground, and took off the ring on his ring finger inlaid with a red gem the size of a pigeon's egg, and stuffed it into the attendant's hand: "Although it is called a servant, all these young people have come to the temple to study, and they are all taken care of by you, like brothers. Now that he is gone, your future is broken, and I have nothing left now, nothing to compensate you for, only this dress and the ring, may God bless you with a good life in the future. ”

"Sir..."

The servant who was clasped in a fine costume and grabbed the ring hugged Chongxiao's legs and wailed.

And Chongxiao just reached out and patted the young man's back, and turned around to look at his favorite dragon horse.

The extremely human spirit beast seemed to sense something, and after a "sucking rhythm", it leaned its long head towards Chongxiao's cheek, stretched out its red tongue and licked the man's cheek.

Chongxiao put his face on the face of the dragon horse, reached out and hugged its neck, and said to the warrior who had been waiting: "You are loyal and reliable, you are a person who can entrust you with important tasks, and it is Chongxiao's luck that the divine can let you come, but now that the fate is over, I will send you this favorite dragon horse, may the divine be able to bless you with peace and health, and a long journey!"

After losing all the great wealth in the south in one day, he gave the last possession in front of the temple to the three generals and servants who came to report the news, and then walked towards the temple with his legs raised.

The temple is as high as solemn, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine long steps are like a ladder to heaven, and the completely unified Chongxiao bows down in front of the temple, attracting the sideways attention of the garrison warriors.

And it just so happened that a priest walked out of the temple while looking at the thick book in his hand, and when he saw Chongxiao, who was only lined inside, kneeling down in front of the temple, he asked about the situation.

Chongxiao told the priest about his identity, what he had experienced today, and why he knelt in front of the temple.

With Chongxiao's narration, someone finally recognized the huge rich man in the south, but the people who listened to the story had completely different attitudes.

"One day I lost my pasture and livestock, the earth dragon turned over and crushed all my relatives, and even the son in the temple was killed in the fight, woo woo, Chongxiao Shepherd is really miserable!"

"Miserable, I think the crime deserves it! The heavens descended to the sky to eliminate the evil, if Chongxiao's wealth is the wealth of the Tao, how can he suffer from this, it is clear that the god seat sees through the despicability of this person's hypocritical face, so he descends the divine punishment, and the blame is taken by himself!"

"No, Shinto is fair, it will not punish the pious and upright, and it will not be deceived by false believers, although Chongxiao donates to the temple every year, but the fake is fake after all, and it can be hidden from the hearts of the people, but it can't be hidden from the heart of God!"

"What you said is not right, if Chongxiao is really a false and deceitful hypocrisy, after being punished by God, shouldn't he have fled, and how could he come to the temple and give the only remaining wealth to the three loyal servants? I think this is not a divine punishment, but a demonic disaster, let's listen to what the priest has to say!"

With the passage of time, more and more believers gathered in front of the Zixiao Temple, and more and more believers heard Chongxiao's story and discussed more and more.

And the priest just frowned and groaned, the focus of the believers was only on whether Chongxiao knew whether he was punished by the gods, but as a priest, he couldn't have such a narrow vision.

Figuring out why is important, of course, but there are more important things to work out at the moment.

"The matter of the southern gods, I will ask the Arbitration Hall to go and check, but now you are no longer able to take on the important responsibility of the shepherd of the southern realm, so I want to take back the pastoral rights of the southern realm!"

There was no comfort, no explanation, no compassion, and after listening to Chongxiao's narration, the priest just decided to take back the pastoral rights of the southern border, and then crossed the kneeling Chongxiao and walked straight down the steps.

And with the departure of the priest, the discussion that had just been slightly restrained began to erupt again.

People don't care what overall considerations the priest has in mind, they only know that Chongxiao, who cried and begged in front of the temple, not only did not receive the mercy of the gods, but was even deprived of the pastoral rights of the southern realm.

Isn't this a sign that God has given up?

This hypocrite, vile, traitor!