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

Song Tang just left like that without caring about what happened next.

A few days later, a stranger added her on WeChat, and the note showed it was Celia.

Angels are with you [I know you don't want to hear it, but I still think it's necessary to tell you. We called the police after you left. Master Lin's apprentice is not dead, the bodyguard is not dead, and the child has been sent to a special institution. And the talismans in Zhang Cheng's house, I secretly tore them up, Wei Mo probably doesn't want to implicate innocent people. ]

[Things in the world are unpredictable, and people's hearts are the most difficult to grasp. You don't have to be too hard on yourself. What may be honey to someone may be poison to me. I believe that was her decision after careful consideration, and we should respect her.]

[I have been in Flower Country for so many years, and I have found that there are so many things I can learn from you. Unfortunately, I have only learned a little bit. I am very happy to meet a true master of Xuanmen like you before I leave. I hope we can meet again one day.]

[I am going back to my country. This is my home address and phone number. If you have time, come to the White Country and I will show you our metaphysics, although it seems there is nothing interesting to see.]

Song Tang didn't expect that this tarot master, whom she had only met once, would come to comfort her.

Who said that Celia only had a superficial understanding of the culture of the Flower Kingdom? It is obvious that she has already mastered it.

Thinking of how Celia had learned the accent of a language that foreigners couldn't use in order to enhance the persuasiveness of her abilities, Song Tang couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

What an interesting guy.

Goodbye, Celia, she said silently in her heart.

One thing was solved, although the result was not as perfect as expected.

Yan Yi also sent her the progress of the lipstick incident, and now the relevant departments have stepped in. The Yan family assisted in handling the matter, and the green light was given all the way, so the matter was quickly under control.

However, considering the impact, they announced that the lipsticks did not pass the quality inspection and might contain mild toxins, so they needed to be collected and processed. They also burned Song Tang's talisman paper into ashes, mixed it with traditional Chinese medicine, and distributed it to people who bought the lipsticks for detoxification.

The Yan family also received praise at the national level for this, but of course it was not made public, after all, things in Southeast Asia were still being coordinated.

The relevant departments have put in a lot of effort this time and are determined to bite off a piece of their flesh. They even dared to use their evil ideas against ordinary people. They will not learn their lesson unless they are skinned alive.

A number of personnel were also temporarily transferred from other Xuanmen sects. They hid in the dark, and their main role was to catch the people behind the scenes who ordinary people could not catch.

Songshan Temple and Maoshan Sect, who helped first, were rewarded by the government. Not only did they allocate money to build roads for them, but they also promoted them through official channels, bringing them many tourists.

Especially Songshan Temple, a temple that is even more dilapidated than the mountain god temple. Finally, there are pilgrims willing to donate money to help them repair it.

These things slightly alleviated the heaviness in Song Tang's heart.

When I returned to the villa, I met Dean Zhang at the door.

He welcomed Dean Zhang into the villa and took out the tea prepared by Wei Kangyu and brewed it.

"How come you have time to come to my place, Dean?" Song Tang handed over a cup of tea.

Dean Zhang took the teacup with an awkward expression. He put it back on the table and said, "Actually, I came here this time to discuss two things with you. I know that you came to Kyoto this time mainly to take the Taoist certificate exam. I didn't explain it to you clearly before. In fact, with your ability, you don't need to take the exam like ordinary students. You only need to go to the National Taoist Association to participate in the practical test to get the certificate."

There are two levels of practical test. In the first level, you only need to successfully draw a talisman, and the second level tests your physical skills.

"Shenfa?"

Dean Zhang nodded and explained, "Ghosts come and go without a trace. If you are not good at physical skills, you may not be able to get rid of them, but may even be in danger of losing your life. So this physical skills test is not only to see your ability to respond, but also to see if you have the ability to protect yourself. There will be a senior who will fight with you at that time. Don't worry, it won't be a real fight. It's just to test your basic skills."

Suddenly remembering Song Tang's speed talisman, Dean Zhang's expression choked.

This exam does not prohibit the use of spells, because everyone assumes that they are novices, and even encourages everyone to find ways to pass the exam.

They probably could never have imagined that there was a genius among geniuses like Song Tang in the world.

Thinking about those seniors who are older than me, should I remind Song Tang...

"Tangtang, respect the elders, ahem, respect your teachers, you understand, right?" Dean Zhang blushed slightly.

Song Tang nodded seriously: "Of course, I will do my best and never let the seniors down!"

Dean Zhang: “…” Actually, that’s not necessary.

I really couldn't bring myself to ask Song Tang to show mercy, so as not to hurt those old guys.

Dean Zhang took a sip of tea and shamelessly talked about another thing.

"In one day, Kyoto will hold its annual Daoist exchange conference. All schools in Kyoto will participate. I would like you to bring a few senior students from the academy to participate. What do you think?"

After Dean Zhang finished speaking, he looked at Song Tang expectantly.

"Oh?" Song Tang's eyes lit up. There was such a good thing. He immediately nodded and agreed, "I'm willing to participate."

Dean Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Their school had lost to Huaguo University for three consecutive years. With Song Tang joining this year, wouldn't the championship be within their grasp?

He has tolerated the old guy next door for a long time. Every time he sees him, he would be sarcastic to them, saying that his students are all nerds.

If the students of Jingcheng University are nerds, then what are those future politicians of Huaguo University, black-hearted foxes?

A day later, Song Tang arrived at the meeting place twenty minutes early.

There was already a bus parked there. Song Tang automatically chose to sit in the last row and then closed his eyes to rest.

She listened to the prayers of her devout believers one by one. She had handled several prayers in the past few days, and they were all nothing serious.

Rather than saying it is a prayer, it is more like treating her as a koi fish, just praying for success and good luck.

Song Tang naturally didn't have any secret methods to change their luck, and even if he did, he couldn't use it casually, so he just implanted some little gadgets into their dreams.

Some believers dreamed of magpies flying overhead and fish leaping over the dragon gate that night, and they believed it was a good omen when they woke up the next day. Sure enough, everything went smoothly that day, and they were sure that it was the result of the mountain god's blessing.

In fact, Song Tang did nothing, but he boosted their self-confidence. All the good results were what they deserved after their own efforts.

However, this time, Song Tang received a more special wish.

The other party is a middle-aged man.

"Lord Mountain God, I pray to you sincerely, praying that you can bless my wife's surgery to go smoothly. In order to give her a kidney, I have sold my only house and car. I have nothing left. My only wish now is that she can be safe and sound. My child and I are still waiting for her to come back."

Song Tang followed the line of faith between him and the man and saw the man sitting outside the operating room. He also saw what was going to happen to him in the future.