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Yun Ping put down the steamed stuffed bun in her hand, and retorted: "Why do you believe in these non-existent people so much? If they are really favored, why bother to watch the suffering of the people and not care about them?

Of course, you can say that Vulcan has no reason to be in charge.But since he is a god and is enshrined by the common people, it is his duty to save the suffering of the people.If it can't be done, why bother to build temples to receive blessings from all people. "

In Lin Jingmo's memory, Yun Ping was also a Vulcan believer.In other words, she is more devout than anyone in Fire Python Village.

He could even imagine that when the danger came, the girl kept chanting the name of Vulcan, hoping that the god she believed in would come to save her.Unfortunately, it was still a step too late.

Hatred seems to be the opposite of reverence, but in fact, only after the belief is extremely disappointing will it bring more intense resentment than others.

This is true for Yunping, and it is also true for the people of Yuanliang.

Looking at the smashed Vulcan statue in the temple, Yunping said with flushed eyes, "Forget it, who can count on a god that doesn't exist."

"Luo Chuan exists, he just..."

Lin Jingmo was halfway through the conversation, but was suddenly interrupted by the beggar: "I think what the girl said makes sense. These nonsense things are meant to be believed or not. If you don't think so, then naturally there won't be."

Xiao Duan is the same as Lin Jingmo, he firmly believes that Vulcan once rescued him, but because of Yunping's current appearance, he is too embarrassed to say too much.

He interrupted: "Well, if you don't have it, you don't have it, and it's no big deal. At least we are still alive now. Compared with other people, we are already very lucky."

After some words, none of the three people in the temple responded, only the patter of rain outside the temple could be heard.

He glanced at the collapsed statue, and said to Yunping, "How about I tell you a joke? It was also told to me by others."

Seeing that no one objected, he continued: "It is said that Luo Chuan, the god of fire, became a god in the latrine before he sat down and became a god. The heavens thought that Luo Chuan had god roots, and a thunderbolt struck him, without paying attention to the occasion and time. The latrine was blown up, and I was taken to the God Realm before I even had time to wear my pants."

As soon as this joke came out, Lin Jingmo and the beggar almost laughed so hard that they couldn't breathe.Especially the beggar kid, who almost burst into tears from laughing.

After Xiao Duan finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing for a while, but Yun Ping remained silent with a straight face.Seeing that people didn't smile, Xiao Duan put away his smiling face and scratched his head, "It's not funny, then... how about I change it?"

The beggar didn't have so many scruples, he waved his hand and said: "If Luo Chuan finds out what you said, he will probably put you in the toilet and beat you seven or eight times, he is..."

He paused in the middle of the sentence, coughed dryly, and then pretended to reprimand: "Gods are revered by people, how can you say such a disrespectful joke."

Lin Jingmo also withdrew his smiling face, and said to the beggar, "Why don't you tell me one?"

But he really doesn't care about anything that makes Luo Chuan look ugly, and even thinks that the lightning strike in that joke is very good.After meeting him at the Kuyan Temple, he was always crushed by this man, and he tried his best to heal him but failed.

However, if this joke is true, it can also explain Luo Chuan's later name as toilet god.

The beggar said: "Well, I know too much, I don't know what you want to hear?"

Lin Jingmo looked at the beggar's scarred hand and said, "Then tell me why there are always inexplicable lacerations on the body of a god."

He purposely asked this question to the beggar, and the other two people in the temple were puzzled.

The beggar looked at Lin Jingmo for a long time, and said, "You really want to know?"

"of course."

The beggar sighed, and leaned against the wall behind him: "Where should I start with this..." He looked at the other three people sitting around: "There are many gods in the world of gods, but the world knows nothing about them." Many. In the God Realm, there were once two gods who were generous and cared for the common people.

One is in charge of luck, and the other is in charge of life and death.It's a pity that people who shouldn't be taken care of have saved lives that shouldn't be saved.Chaos of reincarnation and fate, bad luck and good luck. "

Lin Jingmo was silent, with a serious expression on his face.

The beggar continued: "But even so, these two gods still insisted on going their own way. In order to go against the sky, they turned the backlash into a thunderbolt and attached themselves to themselves. Every time they rescued a person who should not be saved, they would suffer a laceration. , the divine power will also decline accordingly, and in the end, he will suffer from backlash and be demoted, and there will be no good end."

"What will happen if you get demoted?" Lin Jingmo's heart trembled when he heard that Luo Chuan's body injury came like this.No wonder Luo Chuan was so badly injured after returning from the Northern Chu enemy camp...

The beggar shrugged and said, "Who knows, I'm not a god, and it's not my turn to be demoted. Besides, it's just a rumor, just listen to it and don't take it seriously."

Yunping said she didn't believe it but listened seriously, she asked: "Are the villagers in Huomong Village also people who shouldn't be saved?"

The beggar said: "How can a place that makes a sharp weapon for killing be blessed by the gods. What's more about life, hey, forget it...you don't understand it."

The three of them were silent for a while, each thinking.

The beggar reassured: "You are living a good life now, so it is an opportunity given by God. Why don't you find a piece of pure land to live a good life, it is worthy..." He paused: "I am worthy of those relatives who died for you."

Yunping lowered her head and said nothing.

Seeing that the atmosphere had returned to the freezing point, Lin Jingmo casually brought up a topic and said, "Although the pure land is good, it doesn't mean that it is available in this time of war. If I can really find it, I will definitely go to take a shower first."

For him who has to take a shower every day in modern life, coming here is almost a cleanliness.They were fleeing for their lives and sweating, and they were killing people and spattering blood. They sat and slept anywhere along the way, and they didn't even use hand sanitizer to sterilize their hands after eating and washing their hands.

Xiao Duan supported his chin with one hand, and echoed: "I want to take a bath too, and I'm going to be rotten if I go down. But... Duxuan, you are full of fragrance anyway, isn't it?"

"Aroma?" Lin Jingmo took the skirt of his shirt and smelled it, only a smell of sweat.

The beggar sat closer and said, "Yes, it smells like flowers. I just wanted to say that you, a man, still use aromatherapy?"

"No, why can't I smell anything?" Lin Jingmo ripped his clothes to fan the flames, but there was still only a smell of sweat.

The scent of flowers... Could it be the scent of willows?He could faintly smell it when he first came, but it disappeared later.Sleep aid essence, he will be trapped in this damn dream, mainly because of the problem of that bottle of essential oil.If you wash off the scent on your body, can you wake up from the nightmare?

He stood up abruptly, and said excitedly: "Yes, take a bath! Why didn't I think of it earlier!"

After speaking, he rushed into the rain outside the temple under the amazed gazes of the three people, not caring whether he would catch a cold at the moment, he washed his face and rubbed his arms in the rain.

Yun Ping came out anxiously to pull him: "What's the matter with you? Don't make a fuss, you will get sick, come in quickly."

Qiu Yu was indeed quite cold, and Lin Jingmo began to shiver not long after being drenched.He shivered and ran back to the temple, and asked a few people, "How is it? Is there any fragrance?"

Xiao Duan hesitated and said, "It seems... more fragrant..."

"..." What a ghost!

He was stirring the wet clothes in the corner, Yunping took out the soldier's clothes that Lin Jingmo had replaced earlier from the bag, and gave him back, scolding: "They are just talking, why should you take it seriously. Where there is fragrance, there is fragrance , and it’s not something shameful.”

The beggar said cheerfully, "Yes, I'll just mention it casually, don't be so... shy."

Lin Jingmo was speechless, he took the clothes and ran to the temple to change into a sheltered place.During the period, he also tried to smell the clothes that Luo Chuan was wearing. Sure enough, he was blinded by the fragrance, and he couldn't smell Luo Chuan's body anymore.

"Give me back my mother! You bastard!"

Lin Jingmo heard a few noises through the temple wall, it was a child.He leaned close to the chiseled wall and looked out. Several men dressed as servants pushed a child out of the gate.

The child rolled twice in the rain and got completely soaked, with several bruises on his body.He clenched his fists, trembling all over, and said loudly: "We agreed to let him go as soon as it gets dark, what time is this!"

The servant sneered and said, "Boy, your mother was sent by the owner of the garden in person, and our master also paid for it. You can't just leave before the show is over?" The servant laughed wretchedly, and said to a child: "Besides, if you really stay overnight, it's a good thing to add money, so don't add trouble."

With red eyes, the child stood up abruptly and slammed his head into the servant's abdomen.The servant was unprepared, and was knocked to the ground by a child, and suddenly became angry.

He stood up quickly, grabbed the child by the collar and cursed: "A bastard born to an actor dares to come here to play wild, little beast, even if I beat you to death in the street right now, no one will care..."

Lin Jingmo didn't understand the second half of the sentence, so he picked up a wooden stick and hurriedly rushed into the rain again.

Yunping called him but didn't stop.

The child was thrown on the ground by the servants, with multiple scratches on his hands and legs, and was washed by the rain, looking extremely embarrassed.The child is not afraid of pain, and looks as if he wants to rush up and fight the servant to the death.He kept yelling, "What's wrong with the actor's son! How can you be a watchdog for others!"

"Little bastard, see if I don't beat you to death today." The servant rolled up his sleeves and swung his stick to beat him.

Lin Jingmo raised his leg and kicked away the wooden stick that was about to be swung at the child, and swung the stick in his hand, hitting the servant's knee socket violently.

Seeing that someone was helping, the other servant hit him on the head with a stick.However, just halfway up the stick, when he saw Lin Jingmo's military uniform, he suddenly said embarrassedly: "Soldier, Lord Soldier? I'm sorry, I didn't see you here. This kid is making trouble, we will teach him a lesson."

Lin Jingmo said angrily, "Get lost."

After hearing this, the two families ran away, and as soon as the door was locked, they moved faster than a rabbit.

Lin Jingmo walked up to the child, stretched out his hand and said, "Boy who stole my purse, why are you being bullied so embarrassingly?"

The child's skin was gray, and he was obviously a boy, but he looked like a girl with a peachy face.To be honest, when he saw Xuan Guang for the first time, he wanted to sigh the aesthetics of modern people, how could he like this kind of man who looks like a woman.

The child was stunned for a long time, but the person who stood in the rain and reached out to him seemed like a god.He grabbed that hand, which was still warm.

Seeing that the child was trembling all over, Lin Jingmo simply threw the wooden stick in his hand and picked the child up with one hand.He asked, "What's your name? You won't be able to keep calling you a thief, will you?"

The child tugged at the hem of his shirt and said softly, "Yunyang..."

"Yunyang?" Lin Jingmo said with a smile, "I have a sister with the same surname as you."

Yunyang lowered his head and whispered, "My surname is not Yun."

"Then what's your last name?"

Yunyang didn't say anything, it seemed that he didn't want to answer.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is getting dark. I can't stand here all the time and soak in the rain.He pointed to the abandoned Fire Temple across the street and said, "I'm staying there temporarily, why don't we go together to shelter from the rain?"

Yunyang looked back at the gate of the house that was thrown out earlier, and listened carefully, he could still hear the faint sound of singing from the courtyard.

He nodded and said, "Okay."

The author says:

Luo Chuan can't appear on the stage in a fair manner for the time being, so let's wait a little longer.