Others follow advice and imitate celebrities, but you start by pretending to be a god?

Lin Nan was speechless, he was really not an official.

It’s all because of my face, which looks too authoritative.

"I hope so, otherwise how long will we have to endure this hardship?"

"If our son hadn't been sent away as a sacrifice, we wouldn't be so lonely and miserable now."

"We can't help it. It's our turn now. So many people in the village are watching us. Our son is unlucky. I hope he can be reborn into a good family in his next life."

Lin Nan felt sad when he heard this.

It is really not easy for this family to survive.

It was just getting light and roosters were crowing outside.

Lin Nan, who hadn't heard a rooster crowing for a long time, was really scared for a moment.

I got up and walked out, and saw that the white porridge for the morning was already cooked.

The old woman smiled and served him a bowl of porridge.

This porridge is specially made with rice.

Maybe I was afraid that he would dislike the taste of beans, so I used white rice.

Lin Nan was really grateful: "Thank you for troubling you again."

"Nothing, I just happened to be going out to sell firewood. If you want to go out, I'll take you with me. I know the way out of this mountain valley very well."

Lin Nan did not refuse.

Only by meeting more people can he determine which dynasty it belongs to.

However, this is most likely an imaginary era.

After all, the history books he had studied before did not record the existence of common creatures like goblins.

After eating the white porridge, Lin Nan set out with the woodcutter.

The man was thin and frail, and was carrying such a large bundle of firewood, so Lin Nan simply helped him carry it.

The woodcutter was very grateful and became even more enthusiastic towards him along the way.

When we reached the entrance of the village, he pointed to the road ahead and said, "Go straight ahead from here, pass two more mountain villages, and walk a little further, and you will reach the county town."

There was a loud noise ahead on the road.

Lin Nan heard the sound of horse hooves.

I saw a group of people in front carrying luggage, a monk riding a horse, a pig spirit holding the horse reins, and a monkey jumping back and forth flexibly, looking around.

The four people in front of Lin Nan had their mouths wide open.

It seemed that the group of people had not been seen for a long time. When they saw the woodcutter, they immediately quickened their pace and walked towards him.

The woodcutter was frightened when he saw their strange appearance.

"Amitabha."

The leading monk got off his horse and chanted a Buddhist name to the woodcutter.

"Sir, I am a Buddhist monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, on my way to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. I am passing by here, and I wonder if I can stay overnight..."

The woodcutter was so scared that he hid behind Lin Nan and didn't dare to say a word.

Lin Nan's scalp tingled.

If emotions could be personified, he would definitely be screaming!

Tang Monk!

Sun Wukong!
Zhu Bajie!
Sha Wujing!

The images of these people are so classic and their features are so obvious that he would have to be blind to fail to recognize them!
"This donor..."

Sun Wukong suddenly appeared and inserted himself between Tang Seng and Lin Nan.

"Which god are you?"

Lin Nan thought of Sun Wukong's flaming eyes, and then thought of his own situation. He rolled his eyes and asked him back with a smile.

"Then which kind of deity do you think I am?"

Sun Wukong waved his hands, looked around him, and chuckled, "I don't care what kind of deity you are. I sent this monk to the West, but I never slacked off. There's no need for surveillance, right?"

Lin Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Am I being treated as a god who urges work to happen?
It’s unfair. He just came here not long ago.

"No, I just happened to pass by and took the photo. I'm not interested in complaining or anything like that."

Lin Nan did not deny that he was a god.

However, Tang Seng, Bajie and his companions were not very enthusiastic about him.

After all, they all have prominent backgrounds.

Tang Monk, the golden cicada under the Buddha's seat.

Sha Wujing, the curtain-raising general of heaven.

Zhu Bajie is the Marshal of the Heavenly Troops who is in charge of 100,000 naval forces of the Heavenly Court.

If it were just an ordinary little god, there would be no need for them to take it seriously.

The woodcutter was quite smart and immediately realized that he had misunderstood Lin Nan.

This person is not an official, but a living god!

The woodcutter excitedly grabbed Lin Nan's hand and said, "It turned out to be a deity passing by. I was blind and didn't recognize him!"

Lin Nan quickly helped the woodcutter who was about to kneel up and said, "Don't do that, old man. I am just an ordinary person walking in the world now."

"Yes, you gods like to play tricks so that you can attract more believers," Sun Wukong said bluntly, not polite at all.

Lin Nan showed no signs of being angry.

Come to think of it, when he got here, he hadn't yet thought about how to continue to develop believers.

Playing the role of a god... I can just use the transformation technique to change myself, but how can I make others believe it?

Only if you make others believe in you can you obtain the abilities of other gods.

There is no way to broadcast live here, and people in this world can't watch live broadcasts either...

When I think about it this way, it seems that I can only come down to earth like the ordinary gods in ancient times to save all living beings and develop believers.

But this development method is too inefficient.

"Don't blame this immortal. This inferior disciple is rude. Amitabha."

Tang Seng glanced at Sun Wukong warningly and chanted a Buddhist name to apologize to Lin Nan.

Lin Nan disagreed and said with a smile: "Young Master is pure by nature and speaks his mind directly. This is his true nature."

At this moment, there was a ding sound and the system voice suddenly rang out.

[In the god role play, Sun Wukong has no doubts and believes that you are a true god. The conditions are met and the system is upgraded... Please wait...]
When Lin Nan heard the voice, his mood moved slightly.

Upgraded?
The Great Sage is indeed generous!
"I've heard about the deeds in the eyes of the Great Sage. When you caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, you were really... cool and unrestrained!"

Lin Nan gave a thumbs up as he collected them.

At the same time, he asked the woodcutter to take Tang Seng and his party home to rest.

The woodcutter knew how to refuse, and quickly gestured to them to go into the village.

Lin Nan grew up listening to the stories of Journey to the West. Being able to get close to the legendary characters, he was eager to talk to them more.

Lin Nan also has some knowledge of Buddhism.

In fact, in modern times, many people believe in Buddhism.

Because in that impetuous and fast-paced world, believing in Buddhism can help people gain spiritual peace.

"The system has been upgraded and can be broadcast live. The broadcast method will be rationalized by itself..."

Lin Nan was very excited after listening to the functions of the upgraded system.

My original worries were completely resolved by the system upgrade.

According to the system's interpretation, the live broadcast will be automatically delivered.

Moreover, the content of the live broadcast will be automatically rationalized and will not cause obvious causes and effects such as subverting the worldview.

Lin Nan tried it and chatted with Tang Seng about Buddhist scriptures and started a live broadcast at the same time.

In the original world, Lin Nan opened the live broadcast room without saying hello.

The die-hard fans were the first to notice and immediately rushed in.

[Anchor...what's going on?] [The anchor has become rich and can actually hire others to act out Journey to the West!]

[The host is awesome! The actor he chose is so suitable for his temperament! ]

[This is the Tang Monk I imagined! Gentle and elegant! This temperament... Damn, Tang Monk is so handsome! ]

[Wow, Wujing looks really rough! 】

[Hahaha, this pig-headed Bajie is still as unique as ever. 】

[Are they talking about Buddhist scriptures? Damn, this actor who plays Tang Monk is really good.]

Lin Nan pointed the camera at himself and Tang Seng, and Sun Wukong did not appear in front of the camera.

Sun Wukong walked at the end of the team, jumping up and down, turning left and right.

He put his hands over his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he had noticed something.

Tang Seng's insights into Buddhist scriptures are unmatched by ordinary monks.

Originally, the audience in the live broadcast room were still watching the show with a smile, but as they listened to Tang Monk preaching the Buddhist scriptures, slowly, the number of comments in the live broadcast room decreased a lot.

They were all listening attentively.

[Is this a real monk? Otherwise, how could he know so much about Buddhist scriptures? ]

[Oh my god, I'm from Harvard Buddhist College, this monk is really amazing! Who is this big shot? ]

[Host, tell me, which big shot did you invite as your guest? ]

[What are you waiting for, brothers? Record the screen now! ]

The audience started recording their screens.

It was not until they arrived at the woodcutter's house that Lin Nan turned off the live broadcast without saying hello.

This caused many viewers in the live broadcast room to wail.

[What's going on? Anchor, why did you shut it down just like that? ]

[I want to listen to the lecture, I want to listen! I am willing to reward luxury cars, yachts, and spaceships! Start the live broadcast quickly! ]

[I understand. The host is broadcasting an immersive Journey to the West live! That’s why you would shut down the live broadcast without saying a word! ]

[After all, it looks like Tang Seng is also going to beg for alms and take a rest. ]

[So the host is going to broadcast Journey to the West next? This is a good gimmick, I like it. ]

[There is a big drawback to this Journey to the West live broadcast, that is, there is no Monkey King! Where is my Monkey King? 】

Lin Nan had no time to read the comments from viewers in the live broadcast room. He was busy chatting with the four masters and apprentices.

Zhu Bajie was indifferent to Lin Nan, but Tang Seng was very polite to him.

Sha Wujing was taciturn and would only occasionally agree with a word or two.

Sun Wukong was pulled aside by Lin Nan to chat.

The woodcutter was also generous and prepared white rice for the team.

He also brought out the pickles that he had been reluctant to eat before.

The master and his disciples did not dislike this vegetarian meal and ate it all up.

After Tang Seng, Sha Wujing and others finished their meal, they went into the house to rest. Only Sun Wukong went outside.

"Great Sage, what are you looking at?"

Lin Nan asked with a smile.

Thinking about the White Bone Lady he had met before, he already guessed who the monster in this level would be.

To be honest, the incident of the White Bone Demon being beaten to death has been given special significance in later generations.

In Journey to the West, all the monsters with powerful backgrounds and backdoors were taken away in the end.

Only those little goblins with no background would be beaten to death by Sun Wukong with one stick.

This statement is actually... quite realistic.

However, this definitely does not mean that Bai Gu Jing is innocent.

"Hey, didn't you notice?"

Sun Wukong's eyes are so bright that they seem to be shining, and his monkey face is particularly vivid and cute.

Of course, this is Lin Nan’s own childhood filter, so Sun Wukong looks so good in his eyes.

In the eyes of other ordinary people, Sun Wukong is just a monkey spirit with a hairy thunder god face.

"I noticed it. Great Sage, with your abilities, you shouldn't be so nervous, right?"

The Great Sage kept pointing in the direction of the house.

He scratched his ears and cheeks, just like a monkey jumping up and down.

Lin Nan wanted to laugh when he saw this.

Great Sage, how interesting.

"I am not afraid of any monsters or demons. I am afraid of those few inside. If I am not careful, those few inside might be eaten by the monsters."

Lin Nan couldn't stop smiling.

This seems to be quite true.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong contributed the most along the way, but he also suffered a lot.

"Then you have to be careful. Some monsters have very powerful little tricks. They may not be able to defeat you with force, but they can plot against you."

Sun Wukong looked disdainful.

"I, Old Sun, cannot stand those who use those dirty tricks. Come up and fight me if you have the guts."

Lin Nan patted his shoulder.

"Great Sage, in this world, how many monsters can fight you with their own strength?"

I'm afraid that he would be hit to death by his golden cudgel as soon as they started fighting.

"Hehe, then, my strength is indeed amazing."

Lin Nan asked him, "Since you have some free time now, why don't you go into the mountains and clear out the goblins first?"

"If I leave, Master and the others will be in danger."

Lin Nan stopped trying to persuade him and instead started chatting with the Great Sage about his past.

Lin Nan has a dignified temperament and clear eyes, and his appreciative attitude makes Sun Wukong feel very comfortable.

Don't think he doesn't know that those high and mighty gods and bodhisattvas, who call him "Great Sage" all the time, actually look down on him in their hearts.

He was born and raised like a monkey, without any noble background, that's why they looked down on him.

Lin Nan did not start the live broadcast because when he turned off the live broadcast before, Sun Wukong looked at him one more time.

Although the other party didn't say anything, Lin Nan felt that it would be better for him to be cautious out of self-awareness.

After resting, Tang Seng and his disciples continued their journey westward the next day.

They had to pass through the mountain where Mrs. White Bone was. Lin Nan wanted to watch the plot of Journey to the West up close, so he finally turned invisible and followed them.

Sun Wukong didn't notice.

It was already noon when we reached the mountain.

After eating the dry food he brought with him, Zhu Bajie was the first to feel hungry.

"Master, I'm so hungry. Let's find a place to rest and get something to eat first."

As he was speaking, a young girl came over carrying a lunch basket.

The young girl came over and saw them and was shocked: "Ah...you are...monsters!"

Tang Monk quickly explained: "Female donor, I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East with a few disciples to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. I am not a monster."

When the young village girl heard this, she let out a breath and a smile appeared on her face.

"So that's how it is. The masters are so attentive and must have worked very hard. I just happened to bring some vegetarian food with me. If you don't mind, you can have a meal."

"Thank you, lady donor..."

Sun Wukong glared with his fiery eyes and saw the true face of the demon. Without saying a word, he took out his golden cudgel and smashed it at the village girl with a loud shout!

The village girl screamed and fell to the ground. When I looked again, she was dead.

Tang Seng's face changed drastically, he looked up and glared at Sun Wukong: "What are you doing, you monkey? Monks should not kill easily! How can you kill innocent people?" (End of this chapter)