Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

It was another sunny day, and many people were setting up the altar inside and outside Chongdefang in the capital.

"Master, do you think it would be good to arrange these exotic flowers like this?"

The eunuch in blue and white clothes bowed and asked with a smile, looking very respectful.

Looking at the so-called "strange flowers", the flowers arranged in the shape of a Bagua were unusually delicate, and each plant had only flowers but no leaves.

"Well, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is hidden, and it is difficult for me to reach heaven and hell. Fortunately, I have these strange flowers."

"The Taoist priest was troubled by the difficulty in finding spiritual energy at the beginning. Your Majesty is a man of great talent and strategy. He ordered people to cultivate the red spider lily from the underworld early on. Now it comes in handy."

The eunuchs all shared the honor and did their best to express their admiration for the great Majesty Li Yue.

Taoist Xu upgraded his weapons to a more powerful one, wearing a Taoist robe that was worth a fortune. Every detail of the robe was made with great care, and it was definitely a good thing that even ten wealthy local tycoons could not afford.

He nodded with an unfathomable look on his face, as if he didn't care about the emperor, but in fact he felt as anxious as if he was frying in oil.

Ever since he grabbed the first customer who came to Beijing, things have been like a wild horse running out of control, sliding into an unknown abyss.

I swear to God, Xu Ergou just wanted to cheat some money to spend.

I look like an immortal, so you believe me? Someone come and expose me.

People in Beijing have no moral principles at all!

The altar will soon be completed with the "enthusiastic help" of many people, and the final decoration work is being done.

Taoist Xu had to keep up his appearance. Now that he had already put on a high profile, if he was exposed, all nine members of his clan would go down to play mahjong together.

"The sacrifice has to begin, the grains must be clean, and I need to change my clothes."

Taoist Xu said as he started to walk to the side. The eunuch in green lowered his head and stretched out his hand to stop him, saying with a smile:

"The Taoist priest is of high status. Just in case, take these two people with you."

They clapped their hands, and two muscular men flashed by and saluted silently.

Mmp, Xu Ergou gritted his teeth and urinated with his hands and feet under the intimate service of two strong men.

On the second floor of the restaurant next to the altar, a small window was open.

"Sir, this Taoist priest doesn't look like a true immortal."

The servant hesitated and decided to change the name "liar" to a more pleasant one.

Wang Yi raised his hand and took a sip of wine. "I know he is not, your majesty knows he is not, and the other ministers probably know it in their hearts. I am afraid that only Su Jiazi believes it."

"Then why do you still praise him so much?"

The attendants were very puzzled. Xu Ergou was now very successful. He had transformed from a mere wild Taoist priest into an immortal master flattered by all the officials.

"Look at the altar below."

Wang Yi motioned for him to look down.

The altar was slowly surrounded by people who came rushing over. They stared at the altar with full piety.

There were wealthy men in silk clothes and old peasants with muddy trouser legs, men and women, young and old, rich and poor.

The only common feature is the desire for sacrifice.

"They are all common people, gathered together..."

The attendant gradually understood.

The imperial court was powerless to deal with the drought, and it was the people who suffered. Now, because of early preparation, they have not been harmed, but it is unknown how long this situation can last.

In order to ensure stable rule and reassure the people, the court and Your Majesty must do something to let the people of the world know that they have not been abandoned.

Taoist Priest Xu must exist. If there is no one with the surname Xu, there are still Taoist Priest Liu and Monk Hu!

"Just wait and see. This Xu guy won't have many good days left."

There was a gleam of light in Wang Yi's eyes, and he looked down. Taoist Xu had already started to perform a ritual, waving a peach wood sword.

It danced from morning till midday, the sun was still as bright as ever, and there was not even a trace of wind.

The people rushing over from all directions gradually lost their expressions. At a glance, they all had the same expression, rigid, stiff and filled with fear for the future.

They looked at the jumping figures on the stage, their eyes gradually changed, and an anxious atmosphere filled the air.

"How to do how to do."

Xu Ergou's hands and feet were trembling, and his steps had lost their regularity and were completely random.

But he didn't dare stop, for he was afraid that if he stopped he would be dragged out and killed.

Maybe they would use him as a raft and throw him to the people under the altar as a sacrifice...

"What kind of prayer dance are you doing? It's so ugly."

Suddenly, a childish girl’s voice appeared in Xu Ergou’s mind!

"What... who are you, who are you playing tricks on me?"

His life was almost in danger, Xu Ergou spoke in a hoarse voice.

He looked around nervously with his little eyes. It was obviously a place where people gathered, but it was completely silent, as if it was haunted.

There was no sign that anyone had just spoken.

"You are the one who is playing tricks on me. You don't have any magic power, yet you dare to say that you want to pray for rain. I thought a hermit master really appeared. But it turns out you are a liar."

Goddess! It turned out to be the goddess who was speaking. She was back and he didn't have to die.

Xu Ergou almost fell to his knees and burst into tears, "Your Highness the Goddess, you are finally back. We have been thinking about you day and night."

He was not exaggerating. Nowadays, every household in the capital city has a statue of the goddess.

Rich families use gold and jade to make statues of the god, while poor families carve one out of wood as a sacrifice.

The Goddess of Mount Tai defeated the Buddha, the Jade Emperor, Guanyin and other great gods in one fell swoop, and became the most popular god in the capital.

Those who had doubted the goddess due to rumors became even more cautious and spread the reputation of the Goddess of Mount Tai all day long.

"Why are you crying?" The girl said with some dissatisfaction, and then said confidently:

"I have already asked the Queen Mother for an imperial decree when I came back. The drought will soon be over."

"Great!"

Hearing that the drought could be avoided, Taoist Xu was completely relieved.

It is not only for his own life, but also for the thousands of people who may die in this wrath of the gods.

Wang Yi drank tea leisurely. These days, His Majesty had been ordering them around like crazy, and his old bones were about to fall apart.

I finally have some free time, so I'd rather slack off for a while.

"Sir, that Taoist Xu suddenly stopped moving."

"Well, I guess I can't jump anymore. It's been three hours."

Wang Yi opened his eyes and prepared to ask someone to escort Taoist Xu down.

This is a recyclable product. The emperor will have to hold sacrifices at least a few more times without any results before he can reluctantly take action in front of the world.

"No, no, look down." The servant pointed down incoherently.

At this time, the crowd also made a deafening noise. Wang Yi frowned and looked down. The teacup in his hand suddenly overturned and the hot tea flowed onto his hands.

But he couldn't care less, "Goddess——" his throat was hoarse with excitement.