It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

"I tried countless methods and finally succeeded in brewing it. I personally delivered the wine to him. Later, I heard that he sat in the yard, looking at my wine for three days and three nights, but in the end he didn't drink it. Afterwards, this person seemed to have disappeared from the divine world."

Recalling the days in the God Realm, as if she was thinking of something interesting, Meng Po's mouth curled up slightly, and that beautiful face suddenly had a radiant light that was too bright to look directly at.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure it out. If it was so painful, why would we not want to forget it? What exactly is human love, hatred, and vengeance? Why does it have such a powerful magic?"

This magical thing is like an incurable disease that even gods cannot avoid.

If you can’t figure it out, just do it. Meng Po is such a decisive person.

She resigned from her official position and ran to Naihe Bridge. At that time, the world did not even have a country and was in chaos.

"I can't remember how long I boiled Mengpo soup on Naihe Bridge, and how many infatuated men and women I saw." Mengpo shook her head, "In fact, even today, I still don't understand the true meaning of the word 'love'. Every time they drink Mengpo soup, they are as painful as they are calm after drinking it. But the next time they drink Mengpo soup, it's the same again."

Meng Po frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

"The reason why God favors humans may be because they have something that we cannot fathom or understand. Love can destroy a person, but it can also save a person. It is invisible and intangible, but it really exists." Song Tang thought of something, smiled and said, "I remember there is a saying in the world that humans are fragile, but they can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods with their mortal bodies. I prefer to call this strange 'thing' you mentioned - love!"

Small love saves people, great love saves the world.

Love, no matter how big or small, is a magical thing that cannot be fully controlled.

It is precious, but everyone has the opportunity to possess it, including God.

Meng Po was stunned, and the confusion between her brows became even more intense.

After a moment, she suddenly asked, "I don't know why I stayed, what about you?"

"Me?" Song Tang touched the back of his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I am not as great as you, willing to give up the carefree life in the God Realm. I did a little bit of work for the country in the beginning, and was taken back by the Emperor Dongyue. Later, I became a mountain god. Maybe because I was insignificant, no one notified me when the God Realm moved away, and I was left here."

“Then why do you broadcast live? Why do you risk your life to help all the suffering people within your sight? Are you forced to do so?” Meng Po’s words became increasingly sharp.

Now it was Song Tang's turn to be stunned. She stammered, "At first I just wanted to make a living. Later... later, I... I am a mountain god. This, this is what I should do."

"You are just a mortal now, not a mountain god. Now that Emperor Dongyue has left, do you want to take his place and rule the mountains of the Flower Kingdom?"

Meng Po's words made Song Tang blush.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to argue.

Seeing that Song Tang had nothing to say, Meng Po stopped being aggressive. She put her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky again.

"God doesn't love humans. He loves all living things equally. It's just that humans happen to look a bit like God, and they happen to be the strongest species among all living things, so they became the leaders of all living things. Now God doesn't need them anymore, and this place will eventually be destroyed, so God left without any regrets. You are just a lowly mountain god, and now you are not even a deity. What's the use of saving one person? It's just a drop in the bucket."

Song Tang's brain was like a mess at this moment. Something exploded in her mind and she couldn't figure it out for a while.

But she disagreed with Meng Po's words. She said firmly: "The reason why people are called people is because they can stand up to the sky with just their hands and feet. Take the Flower Kingdom for example. It has a history of thousands of years. Even though it has experienced ups and downs, it once stood at the top of the world and was trampled into the mud, but its original intention has not changed."

"Although they are not gods, they have created countless miracles. They are upright and have no regrets in looking up to the heaven and earth! The relocation of the divine realm must have been a decision made by the gods after careful consideration. We, the insignificant gods, naturally dare not make too many comments."

“Humans have their own choices. I don’t know what the future will be like, but at least I know that humans will not abandon their homes at will.

Even if the world is destroyed, even if this place turns into a scorched earth, new miracles of life will surely be born under the scorched earth. Humans can create a miracle once, and if they become the leader of all things, they can create miracles again! "

"If no one cares, then I will. Even if there is only one person left in the world, I will still take care of it! Even if it is just a drop in the bucket, it is better than just sitting back and watching."

Meng Po looked straight at Song Tang, and seemed a little surprised that Song Tang would choose to stand completely on the side of the mortals.

She laughed as if she had heard a great joke, and almost cried. "You will regret this. Humans are the most bullying species. When you are an omnipotent god, they will naturally hold you high. But once you fail to fulfill their wishes, they will abandon you like a piece of trash, or even step on you!"

Song Tang took several deep breaths, and his excited mind gradually calmed down. He said calmly: "As you said, I am only the lowest mountain god, and I can't see that far. But I can manage my own little piece of land. As long as I am still a mountain god, I will not give up my duties, and I will not give up on them!"

After saying this, he politely said goodbye to Meng Po, and his attitude was obviously much colder than when they first met.

Song Tang walked forward a few steps, and suddenly turned back to look at Meng Po and said, "Sister Meng is the most stubborn person in the world! The higher-ups didn't inform me, so I don't believe they didn't inform you either. If you have the guts, why don't you stop making Meng Po soup and let them be tortured to death by their emotions? After all, they are just insignificant ants. It doesn't matter if they die, so what's the impact of a little pain?"

The corners of Meng Po's mouth twitched slightly, black air filled her body, and a soup spoon appeared in her hand.

Song Tang ran away quickly, threw a ball back from a distance, and shouted: "Please give it to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. There is a ghost king inside. Please ask him to help take care of it!"

Not until Song Tang had completely run away did Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly walk over with Di Ting.

"For you!" Meng Po threw the Ghost Lord over unhappily.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva took it with a smile and said: "Hell is indeed a little emptier now, this young friend can just keep me company."

Meng Po recalled that she once went to hell to find Ksitigarbha out of boredom, but what was he doing? He was preaching to the evil ghosts in hell.

The evil ghosts who had brought disaster to the human world were more afraid of seeing Ksitigarbha than those who had been tortured, and they all looked as if they wished they were dying.

Meng Po knew that Dizang's mission of clearing the hell was going very smoothly.

"Woof——" Di Ting, who was still transformed into a lion dog, jumped up and caught the ball in Dizang's hand.

There is a huge space in Di Ting's stomach that can accommodate all living things without any damage.

After settling the ghost master, Dizang said helplessly, "I asked you to give Song Xiaoyou some advice, why did you irritate her?"

Meng Po turned sideways awkwardly and said in a stiff tone, "I just can't understand why those people, even though they drank Meng Po soup, would repeat the same mistakes again and again. It's clear that they have not changed their bad habits."

"Why repeat the same mistake instead of starting over?" Dizang touched Di Ting's furry head and threw out a small ball that was as ordinary as it could be. Di Ting immediately chased after it, wagging his tail.