I studied abroad in modern times

Xiaomiaozhu was unconscious for a while before he woke up leisurely.

She lay on the ground in a daze for a while, then she seemed to remember Zheng Fa's voice just now. She stared at the towering statue and said cautiously: "Master Thunder God, are you there?"

"I'm here."

Xiaomiaozhu shook again, but this time he didn't faint. He still said with an expression of fanatical admiration on his face: "Master Lei Shen, you finally appeared!"

But Zheng Fa could hear her murmuring in her heart:

"It's over, it's over. If I had known that Mr. Thunder God would show up, my father taught me what to eat and offer as offerings... Well, it's not his fault. It seems that it was grandpa who taught him... No, Mr. Thunder God just woke up. He shouldn't know..."

Zheng Fa was quite amused when he saw her inconsistent expression.

"What's your name?"

"Me? My name is Xiaoqing." Xiao Miaozhu said.

"What's the name?"

"Last name?" Xiao Qing said a little confused: "What is your last name? My name is Xiao Qing."

Zheng Fa suddenly realized that this world was probably very different from the outside world.

What's more, the people in this mountainous city may all have the same ancestors.

"Thunderbolt teaches you to understand."

"Perak Cult?" Xiao Qing seemed to have heard that Zheng Fa didn't bother her about stealing the offerings, and her face became more lively: "Everyone in the city knows..."

"The leader of the Perak Sect, I heard that he had been suffering from strange illnesses for more than ten years - and later he was able to control the sky thunder. He also founded the Perak Sect, and no one in the city dared not to listen to his words."

Control the thunder...

Listening to Xiao Qing's words, I am afraid that this person is not deceiving.

It can be seen that Xiao Qing is a talkative person, so he said directly without Zheng Fa asking further:

"But he is not a good person." Xiao Qing said angrily: "Our mountain town relies on collecting mountain products and fishing for a living. Now the rivers with the most fish at the bottom of the mountain are all occupied by the Perak Cult. The people who collect mountain goods just pick a basket of mountain goods. You have to give them half of the basket, or even 90%, and you have a very dark heart - the leader of the Pili Cult used to be a mountain hunter himself!"

Zheng Fa knows this. The last time he came in, he was mostly observing his own land.

In the Tianbei Realm, at least in Zheng Fa's territory, most people had only two sources of food for their livelihood - mountains and lakes.

In other words, it is because of the dense thunder and lightning that brings non-stop rain every year.

Both plains and basins have become lakes, and at least the mountains can be spared temporarily.

There are only these two types of terrain in his territory.

There are many fungi in the mountains, as well as some edible plants and small animals. There are actually very few large animals - mainly because nature cannot support them.

There are quite a few fish in the lake, as well as some aquatic plants - such as the clothes Xiao Qing wears, which should be made from the fiber of an aquatic vine.

From what Xiao Qing said, it seems that the Perak Sect has taken over this mountainous city and has begun to collect taxes...

"What about other than that?

"besides……"

Xiao Qing suddenly turned pale, with a look of fear on his face, his lips were trembling, and he was speechless.

There was only one sentence in his mind that made Zheng Fa even suspect that he had heard it wrong:

"They...eat people."

Looking at the frightened Xiao Qing, Zheng Fa couldn't help but remain silent——

He has always felt that the Xuanwei world is not good, but in today's world where Xianmen is ruling the world, cannibalism is at least officially prohibited.

But I didn't expect to hear these two words here.

Right now.

A middle-aged woman walked into the temple, holding two pieces of clothing in her hands, which were very similar to the coarse cloth clothes Xiao Qing wore.

"Aunt Yun?" Xiaoqing stood up and said to the visitor: "Are you here to worship Mr. Thunder God? Let me tell you..."

She seemed to want to say that Mr. Thunder God appeared.

"Xiao Qing." Aunt Yun looked thinner than Xiao Qing, with a dull yellow face and gray-white dead skin on her lips. She interrupted Xiao Qing and said, "Look, do you want to wear these two clothes?" ?”

Xiaoqing glanced at the clothes in her hand and seemed to recognize them.

"Is this Sister Xia's?"

"It's hers."

"She doesn't want it anymore?"

"She was captured by the Perak Cult."

Xiaoqing was stunned for a while before speaking:

"Capture her? Why did they capture Sister Xia?"

"They say the leader has become a god and they want to celebrate." There was no sadness in Aunt Yun's voice.

"……celebrate."

Xiaoqing seemed to understand.

She looked at the two pieces of clothing and said softly: "Then when Sister Xia comes back..."

"You can't come back." Aunt Yun handed the clothes to Xiaoqing without any explanation: "I put these clothes at home. I looked at them...I always miss her. You are about the same height as her..."

She left without finishing her words.

From the time she entered the temple to the time she left the house, she didn't even look at the statue.

Xiao Qing held the two pieces of clothing, looked down at them for a long time, and then gently placed them on the altar table.

She hugged her legs and sat at the foot of the table, as if talking to Mr. Thunder God, or muttering to herself: "Sister Xia has taken good care of me since I was a child."

"She used to come every day to worship you, Lord Thunder God. I know she was afraid that I would be hungry."

She paused for a moment, then suddenly said: "Mr. Thunder God, do you know? In fact, everyone knows that if the Pili Cult captures a girl, they will torture it for fun. If it is a girl, they... will also eat it."

"Some people who have lost family members will come to the temple to make offerings - they cry miserably, hoping that you, Lord Thunder God, will show up and make decisions for them. If you don't show up, Lord, they will beg me."

"My father, my grandfather, my grandfather's grandfather... have been temple priests for generations. They thought I would have a way to make you appear, and wanted me to do justice, but I can't. I can't even remember when you last appeared."

"Later, they understood. Fewer and fewer people came to the temple... More and more people went to the Thunderbolt Cult."

"In fact, I shouldn't think you are bad, Thunder God." Xiao Qing looked up at the statue, but her tone was a little angry: "If I were not a temple priest, I might have been eaten long ago. But I still want to ask..."

"Thunder God, are you just watching?"

...

The desolation of the Zhengfa Temple was broken.

A group of strong men came to the temple.

In the middle of the strong men, sixteen people carried a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was not burly, but everyone didn't dare to look up at him.

Behind them, there was a large group of people.

There were nearly ten thousand people.

Most of them were extremely thin, with high cheekbones, but when they looked at the middle-aged man, the enthusiasm in their eyes was a little more than those of the strong men.

The light in their eyes burned in their thin eye sockets, like a ghost fire.

Xiaoqing listened to the movement outside the door, walked to the temple gate, and looked at these uninvited guests.

"What are you going to do?"

Her tone was a little trembling, and she didn't even dare to look at the middle-aged man. She was even more awed than in front of the statue.

"The leader is going to become a god today, so this temple should of course belong to our leader!"

A strong man in the crowd said loudly.

"This is the temple of the Thunder God!" Xiao Qing widened her eyes and shouted, "How dare you offend the Thunder God?"

"Thunder God? A false god!" The strong man sneered, "The god in this temple has disappeared for many years. Now only our leader is the real god of the world!"

"Today we will smash the statue of this false god and turn this place into the Thunder God Temple!"

Xiao Qing became more nervous when he heard this, and stood at the door as if to stop these people.

...

Zheng Fa was on the statue, looking at the group of strong men.

There were less than a hundred people in this group, but they were very powerful - the most intimidating thing was their big and strong bodies.

Compared with those ordinary people in the city who were so thin that they were out of shape.

It showed that they lived a happy life, with sufficient nutrition and no lack of meat.

You know, although there are many marshes in the Tianbei Realm and there are many fish and shrimps in the water, fishing is very dangerous - whether you are by the river or on a boat, you are likely to be struck by lightning.

Fishermen can only fish on days when the thunder stops and the rain stops.

But these days are irregular and rare. It is difficult for a person to fill his stomach with fish in a day, let alone support his family.

Therefore, in this Tianbei world, it is normal to have extremely insufficient protein.

This group of people...

Zheng Fa glanced at this group of strong men, and felt disgusted in his heart. He simply cast his spiritual consciousness on the middle-aged man sitting on the high platform.

This is probably the so-called leader of the Thunderbolt Sect.

Under the spiritual consciousness, Zheng Fa can also see the details of this person clearly - there seems to be a weak spiritual energy in his body, but there is no trace of the practice.

This situation has also appeared in the Xuanwei world:

Fairy Lingye is an example. If she eats a certain thunder spirit fruit, if she does not die, she will have some cultivation without entering the Tao.

Xiaoqing said before that this person also went up the mountain to collect mountain products, and he might have had some adventures in the mountains.

He later suffered from a strange disease for more than ten years, and he should also be digesting the spirit fruit.

Now the spiritual energy in his body is not strong, that is, the level of Qi training level one or two, but in the eyes of the people in Banshan City, his cultivation level is indeed immortal.

What makes Zheng Fa feel that this person is not simple is that he, whether intentionally or unintentionally, divides the believers into two classes with very different treatments...

Greatly improves the loyalty of the believers.

…

"Your name is Xiaoqing, right?" The leader of the Thunderbolt Cult said: "This temple was originally built by Banshan City to worship the Thunder God. Now that I have become a god, this temple should worship me."

"The Thunder God has appeared!"

Xiao Qing said angrily.

"Appeared? I have checked the records a long time ago." The leader smiled lightly and said: "Your lineage of temple priests has always been deceiving Banshan City. Since the establishment of Banshan City, this statue has never appeared!"

"…"

"We worship every day and pray every year, but we have never seen this puppet clay move at all!"

Zheng Fa couldn't help sighing in his heart.

What this person said is probably true...

The Heavenly Monument was born not long ago, and the previous Thunder God should have disappeared long ago.

Even the four words "the God of Immortals has lost his position" were mentioned in the Temple of the God.

This statue... is probably a belief handed down from ancient times, but there should be no miracles of its manifestation in Banshan City.

It can be heard that this leader is probably a cautious person - he knows to check whether he can afford to offend the temple first.

"And I!" The leader said loudly: "I am granted by heaven and control the thunder of heaven, and I am the new generation of Thunder God!"

After saying that, he gently put his hands together, and sparks of electricity flashed on his fingers.

Seeing his "miracle", all the believers behind him knelt on the ground, cheering enthusiastically:

"Thunder God!"

"Thunder God!"

"Thunder God!"

Although they were weak, they shouted very hard. The scene of thousands of people shouting like a gust of wind made Xiaoqing, who was standing at the door of the temple, take two steps back.

"Did you see it?"

"This... is the heart of the people in Banshan City!"

"I am the god of Banshan City!"

...

The Thunderbolt Cult came to the temple in a mighty manner, and also attracted many residents of Banshan City.

They followed the crowd, surrounded the temple, and looked at Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing seemed a little scared.

There were thousands of Thunderbolt Cult people in front of her, and she was just alone.

She looked at the crowd around her, as if seeking help.

These people were not members of the Thunderbolt Cult. On the contrary, most of them had been bullied by the Thunderbolt Cult.

Some people's fishing territories were occupied by the Thunderbolt Cult.

Some people had their mountain products robbed.

Some people's daughters never came back.

But the people she looked at either turned their heads indifferently or bowed their heads with a little shame.

The followers of the Thunderbolt Cult gradually approached, led by dozens of strong men. They were majestic, and Xiaoqing looked only the body of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and looked even more inconspicuous.

"When I ascend to the throne, everyone in the Thunderbolt Sect will enjoy peace and happiness!"

Behind the group of people, the Thunderbolt Sect leader chanted softly. Hearing his words, the eyes of these strong men were full of excitement.

The look in Xiaoqing's eyes became more ferocious.

It seemed that he was looking at the food.

Xiaoqing trembled, clasped her hands in front of her chest, seemed a little unconfident, but seemed to be longing for something, looking at the statue and praying:

"God of Thunder is above, and his power is mighty."

"Today, there is a believer who prays devoutly."

"The thunder of heaven descends to the world to punish evil and promote good."

"Educate the world, and God will bless the world."

Her body was weak and her tone was very low.

But the leader seemed to have heard it, and he laughed loudly: "Stubborn, I am the real Thunder God!"

After speaking, electric sparks surged from his body again, giving him a sense of solemnity.

"In the future, I will control the thunder! Let the clouds, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky obey my orders!" He pointed to the sky and said with high spirits.

The believers' eyes became even more fanatical when they heard him say this.

"Control the thunder!"

"Control the thunder!"

"Control the thunder!"

In the sky, a golden and magnificent lightning fell from the sky.

The lightning illuminated the entire Banshan City, making people squint.

The thunder went straight to the leader's finger pointing at the sky, reflecting the leader's panicked and stunned face.

The lightning flashed, and the leader's figure disappeared.

The believers looked left and right, but couldn't find the figure of their own leader after searching for a long time.

"This thunder..."

"It must have been summoned by the leader! Didn't the leader say that he can control thunder!"

"What about the ash?"

"..."

"The leader has become a god!" Among the group of strong men, there are some smart people. He saw that the situation was not right, and his brain turned quickly, and he actually said: "The leader has left the mortal body and has become the god of thunder!"

"As long as we serve the leader well, we will become gods in the future!"

Another flash of lightning flashed, leaving a pile of black ash on the ground.

"..."The big men on the side looked at each other and ran back one after another. It seems that they have no intention of becoming gods.