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After being rescued by his men, County Magistrate En immediately summoned the tribe's high priest and told him what had just happened.

"What kind of monster is she? Why can she control the wind and snow?"

After hearing this, the high priest was also surprised: "How could a monster appear in a place blessed by the Snow Mountain God?"

The magistrate of En County questioned: "Where are the gods in this world? The so-called gods are nothing but lies woven by those in power to consolidate their power and control people's hearts. They make the lowly people dare not resist the rule and be exploited and oppressed honestly."

"What do you mean by being kind and accumulating merits in this life, you will be rewarded in the next life and be born into a good family? That's just to make the lower-class people stop rebelling, be sheep to be slaughtered honestly throughout their lives, and abide by the rules we set."

"What do you mean by suffering in this life is to pay for the sins of the previous life? If you have suffered enough in this life, you will not suffer in the next life? That is nothing more than making those poor and lowly people suffer willingly."

"Afterlife? Is there really an afterlife? The afterlife is nothing but an illusory thing."

"God? Do gods really exist? Gods are nothing but imaginary lies created by humans that no one has ever seen!"

“Mr. County Magistrate!” The high priest was panicked and knelt down hurriedly. “You cannot blaspheme God! God knows everything and He has always been protecting His people.”

County Magistrate En leaned back on the comfortable bed and smiled coldly, "If there really are gods, why would they tolerate the existence of a monster like Enshu? Shouldn't they take her in?"

After the high priest pondered for a moment, he suddenly remembered something and muttered to himself: "It is recorded in ancient books that the God of Snow Mountain has the ability to control the wind and snow, making the four seasons orderly and the weather favorable. He is kind and tolerant, and brings endless blessings to people..."

At this point, he paused and slowly looked up at Magistrate En: "A long time ago, someone got lost in the snowy mountains. Fortunately, the mountain god showed him the way and he was able to return home safely. According to his later description, the mountain god was surrounded by snow and wind, and his true appearance was difficult to see with the naked eye. We could only vaguely see a head full of snow, like an old man with white hair..."

"Is it possible that the mountain god that person saw did not have a head full of snow, but white hair?"

County Magistrate En seemed to have thought of something, but found it extremely absurd: "How is it possible? That bitch..."

The high priest interrupted him and said, "She can control the wind and snow, and she is born with white hair and a beautiful appearance. This is different from ordinary people. My lord, do you still remember what her biological father, the previous patriarch, said before the child was born?"

"He said he dreamed of a snowflake entering his womb, so he firmly believed that the child was given by the mountain god. He even predicted that the gender of the fetus was a girl!"

The more he spoke, the more County Magistrate En felt his scalp tingling.

"How is this possible? Even if there really are gods in this world, why would a high and mighty god reincarnate as a mortal and suffer in this world? She has suffered a lot over the years!"

"The previous patriarch was the most devout believer of the Snow Mountain God!" Cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the high priest.

He spoke slowly, his voice trembling slightly, "If you hadn't seized the position of clan leader, killed her parents, and spread the most vicious rumors about her... she should have been a princess, enjoying a life of wealth and luxury before returning to the throne of God."

"No... Impossible. How could there be gods in this world? How is it possible?"

County Magistrate En denied it eagerly and was unwilling to believe what the high priest said.

The high priest was filled with remorse, kneeling on the ground and constantly confessing: "God, please forgive my greed. I shouldn't have coveted the gold and silver, and I shouldn't have been bribed to kill the previous patriarch. Please forgive my sins!"

He kept kowtowing towards the gate - the peak of the Goddess Peak was vaguely visible outside the gate, sacred and majestic.

Magistrate En stumbled over, picked up the high priest, and shouted, "What are you talking about? I said it's impossible, and it's absolutely impossible!"

He pointed at the snow-capped mountains in the distance and shouted arrogantly: "Even if there really are gods in the world, even if she is really the reincarnation of God! I will pull her off the altar and send her to hell forever!"

"Sir, you..." The high priest was frightened by Magistrate En's words, "How can you be an enemy of God?"

"Why not?" Magistrate En said with a grin, "I killed her parents and made her suffer years of abuse. Before giving her away, I personally poured a mute drug down her throat."

"And now, I have shot Zhao Xinglan through the heart with thousands of arrows right in front of her! No matter if she is a demon or a god, she will never forgive me..."

"Since she and I can only be enemies, I must strike first! Even if she is a god, I will be the one who kills gods!"

"Boom", thunder fell from the sky and the world trembled.

Tiny human beings actually dream of killing God!

On the Goddess Peak, a thin figure was climbing hard.

The wind and snow ruffled her long white hair, and the sharp ice tore her thin clothes.

But when she reached the mountainside of Goddess Peak, the wind and snow stopped, and she could not feel the coldness around her. She felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with every step she took.

It seemed as if this steep snow-capped mountain was not difficult to climb, but just as easy as the way home.

She reached the top of the snow-capped mountain, which was unattainable for others, with ease.

Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, she looked around at the surrounding snow-capped peaks, one after another, as if they were all surrendering at her feet.

This scene made her feel extremely familiar, as if she had stood here countless times and looked down at the world.

Maybe she didn’t have time to think too much, because her brother was still waiting for her at the foot of the mountain, so she had to find the snow lotus quickly!

——Merciful God, please give me the sacred snow lotus, even just a petal! I am willing to exchange my life for my brother's resurrection.

She prayed over and over in her heart.

There was only thick snow on the entire top of the mountain, without a single flower or grass, let alone any trace of snow lotus.

She searched again and again, even crawling on the snow and using her hands to turn over the snow around her.

I can’t find it. I just can’t find the legendary snow lotus that can bring the dead back to life!

Why not? Are all the legends false?

God, merciful God! Please tell me if the legend is false? Does the snow lotus really exist? Why can't I find it? Why can't I find it?

If I can’t find the snow lotus, how can I save my brother? How can I save him?

The sun sets and rises again.

The golden morning sun shines brightly and dazzlingly above the sacred snow-capped mountains.

She lay prostrate on the snow, crying silently. The wind and snow rolled gently, like a gentle hand trying to soothe her emotions.

After a long time, she wiped her tears and walked down the mountain step by step with difficulty.

Her brother was still waiting for her at the foot of the mountain. How could she just cry and ignore her brother?

The wind and snow are unpredictable in this season, and my brother is from the Central Plains and is afraid of the cold. I can't let him sleep in the snow for too long, so I want to send him back to the Central Plains.

My brother must be homesick...