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In the south of Caozhou city, there is a temple, a god is enshrined in it, this god has a peculiar appearance, it is a quite big turtle, the turtle is enlightened, is named a god, and enjoys a side of incense.

And the deity in this temple, many years ago, for some reason, suddenly collapsed, and the idol rolled down from the pedestal and scattered all over the ground.

The fall of the idol frightened countless believers, all bowed their heads and prayed for forgiveness from the gods, and did not send down disasters.

But I don't know why, after the golden body of the idol was formed, the incense was reunited, but after the golden body of the idol was placed for a day, after a night, the next morning, it still fell to the ground and turned into crumbs.

Cycle after cycle, one after another such accidents, finally aroused the idea of some old people, at that time there were big guys to come, after looking at the broken statue of the golden body for a long time, Wei Ran sighed and said: "God, no longer there, the position has been passed on, do not protect one party, do not accept incense, this temple is in ruins!"

The crowd asked, "When will we be able to reunite the incense and ascend to the throne of God?"

The old man said: "Once the god position falls, it is even more difficult to go up, and if you want to reunite the incense, unless a new god arrives, re-grasp the divine seal, and reshape the golden body, when the time comes, the incense will be rekindled, so that the temple can give birth to the power of guardianship and protect the people of the Quartet." ”

There is no god to guard, there is no god to sit in the town, this temple for a long time, there are few people to come to incense, at the beginning, it is okay, every three or five times, there are always devout believers, come to burn incense. But when he couldn't ask for it, he slowly stopped his piety, left the gods of this temple behind, and re-enshrined his gods.

If you don't want it, what is the use of it, and naturally there will be no one to worship.

This temple is the Fude Zheng Temple enshrined in Caozhou Mansion.

The god of good fortune in the temple is the eight kings, the eight kings are the turtle to get the way, the legend of the previous dynasty, once carried the ancestor dragon of the previous dynasty across the Daming Lake, escaped the pursuit of thieves.

After the founding of the previous dynasty, Long Liding, founded the country. Remembering the past kindness. He canonized this turtle as a god of good fortune and guarded the people.

The Son of Heaven is a god!

Build a temple for it, gather faith for it, and canonize it as a god.

Emperor of the Son of Heaven. He was ordained to the throne. Serve the heavens. There are hundreds of gods to protect them, and they speak with their words. The true meaning was transmitted to the nine heavens, and the names of the gods of the eight kings went straight to the heavens.

In desperation, Heavenly Court could only remove the original Caozhou Fude Zhengshen and let the Eight Kings become the Fude Zhengshen of Caozhou Mansion and master the Great Seal of Fufu Zhengshen.

After the Son of Heaven was enshrined as a god, the eight kings were also conscientious, guarding Caozhou for a hundred years, after a hundred years, the god position was stable, and the incense was prosperous, and the eight kings were increasingly arrogant, especially to drink a sip of old wine, often with the nearby mountain gods, the land, pushing the cup, drunk and drunk, and mistaken many things.

As soon as this incident came out, it reached the ears and eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, and when Tian Di learned about it, he was furious, removed the eight kings from the throne of Fu Zhengshen, and expelled him into the Daimyo Lake, so that he could cultivate his self-cultivation and quit drinking, so as to observe the after-effects.

Who knows, these eight kings have this calamity in their lives, and they were killed by the prince and entered reincarnation, but in the end, the eight kings are people with merit and protection, even if they die, he can be reincarnated into a rich and noble family one day, maybe by chance, he can also recast the Dao foundation and live forever again.

After the Eight Kings lost their gods, the Fuzheng Temple was deserted, the incense could not be sustained, and most of the temples in the temple also fled, and they did not return to the prosperity of the past.

To this day, no one has come here to make a temple, and even many people don't know that this temple is a temple, the temple is not spiritual, and naturally no one has a reputation for it, and over time, it will disappear into dust.

When the prince arrived, he saw that the courtyard of the temple, which was half a waist high, was overgrown with artemisia grass, and under the artemisia grass there were many broken walls and ruins, and as far as the eye could see, it was desolate.

The temple has also fallen into disrepair for a long time, and the skylights have been opened in many places, and the cool breeze blows in from the hole, raising dust in the sky.

Crossing the artemisia grass, Wang Ziteng stepped out of a path with his feet and approached the temple, and the plaque of the god of Fu Zhengshen on the temple had also been beaten by the wind and rain, and it had become potholes, and the words on it had been a little blurry, and it was not clear what words were written on it.

"Hey, if God doesn't have the power of protection, it will gradually become unpopular, without people's hearts, there will be no incense, without incense, the godhead will be lowered, the divine power will dissipate, and after a long time, the godhead will be broken and no longer be a god. ”

"However, as long as there are sentient beings who believe in it and the Godhead is always there, they can live forever, but such a path to immortality is not what I want, what I want is to be at ease, unfettered and unhindered, even if it is an ordinary happiness. ”

"What I pray for is that my relatives are happy and my life is happy, but as for fame and fortune, it is just a means to achieve happiness, if I can be happy and happy, whether I have fame and fortune, whether I can live forever or not, it doesn't matter to me. ”

Thinking about it, he suddenly remembered a small poem he saw in his previous life, and the content of this little poem slowly flowed through Wang Ziteng's heart, and he silently read it in his heart:

From tomorrow, be a happy person, face the sea, spring flowers, feed horses, chop wood, and travel the world;

From tomorrow, caring for food and vegetables, I have a house, facing the sea, and the spring flowers are blooming;

From tomorrow onwards, I will correspond with every loved one, tell them my happiness, and the lightning of happiness will tell me, and I will tell everyone, and give a warm name to every river and mountain.

Stranger, I also bless you, may you have a bright future, may you have a lover and eventually become a family, may you be happy in the world, I only wish to face the sea, spring flowers.

"Facing the sea, spring flowers, being a happy person, such a life, what an ideal happiness. ”

Wang Ziteng sighed, a little yearning for this imaginary happiness, like a paradise, but he knew how rare such happiness was.

The simpler happiness is, the harder it is.

A long time ago, Wang Ziteng understood this truth.

"What do you want to do so much, when I do this well and take my father home, I will wait to participate in the imperial examination, gain fame, and fulfill my father's wish, I will go to the Danding faction to practice, if I can become a disciple of the Danding faction, I will practice silently, and live in seclusion with my father and lover. ”

"However, before living in seclusion, I always have to avenge Hongyu, once I take revenge, the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect will be re-established, there are still a lot of things, and it is not easy to want an ordinary happiness. ”

Rubbing his head, Wang Ziteng smiled bitterly: "What are you doing when you think about it so much, the more you think about it, the more troubled you are, only if you don't think too much and don't put your sorrows and troubles in your heart, can you be happy." ”

Throwing away distractions, he pushed open the temple and walked in, and this push of the door and the dust fell. (To be continued......)