There was no god in this world, but when more people believed in it, the god would appear. It was just like what Lu Xun had said, "There is no way out in the world."
Lychee had experienced being trusted and respected before. Back in the orphanage, the little brothers and sisters had treated her as the big sister they relied on the most for a period of time.
However, Lychee had never experienced the feeling of being worshipped by thousands of people.
The audience was a god, and they had power comparable to a god, but they were like rats living in the sewers. Once upon a time, there had been an organization of the audience in the East that was infinitely close to a religion. Before Chu Zhao had died, he had been involved with this organization for a period of time. However, that was only an organization among the audience. The believers were also low-level listeners and experiencers. There had never been any audience that dared to create their own religion in the secular world.
Because of this, the feeling of being worshipped by so many people was unfamiliar to Lychee, and she even felt ridiculously touched.
Yes, Lychee felt that this feeling was absurd. She did not want to become a god, and she did not want to have any emotions that would burden her. In fact, she did not want to have these believers.
However, looking at the statue that belonged to her in front of her, her mind went into a trance.
She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.
For a time, dark clouds gathered from all directions, covering the sky and the sun, as if a solar eclipse had occurred. The believers below were either terrified or uneasy, but there were also some who thought that this was the manifestation of the goddess depicted in the stone sculpture.
However, when Lychee opened her eyes again, her appearance had changed greatly. The change was not huge, and even her temperament did not change much. However, she seemed to have become a completely different person.
She had become.
Hai Meimei.
Lychee began to walk forward. Her steps were very light, and her figure was slowly growing taller. She was like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world, bringing light to the darkness.
She was the source of light, the symbol of light.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lychee came to the side of her statue. She looked very lifelike in the stone, shocking the carving skills of this world.
The followers below were surprised at first, but then they suddenly knelt down and began to kowtow. They were ignorant people, hopelessly ignorant. At the same time, they were helpless people. They were originally slaves, and after the slave masters left, they lost the meaning of their lives.
So they needed God. They needed to find a religion.
Lychee's fingertips were like knives as she started to carve on her sculpture. Very quickly, the sculpture's face changed and became exactly the same as Hai Meimei.
Then, her body soared into the sky, one hand holding up the sky.
In an instant,
The dark clouds dispersed.
Multicolored light filled the sky!
"Sa Ula!"
"Sa Ula!"
"Wahhhh!"
Everyone below was kneeling and shouting. This was probably one of the languages of this world. They were cheering for the appearance of God and strengthening their faith. Today's scene was enough to make the thousands of people here the most loyal believers. This group of people would then influence even more people to worship this statue.
The next moment.
Lychee appeared on the side of a mountain in the distance. She returned to her original appearance and gently raised her head. She would not cry, nor would she allow herself to cry.
Because crying.
It was a very extravagant thing.
She would cry, but it was tears of joy when she saw the couple die in front of her.
…
What was happening over there was very profound, but Yan Huihong was not willing to participate, nor could he be bothered to participate. He was standing by a large lake. This was Lugu Lake.
The consecutive days of heavy rain had reduced the number of tourists here by a lot. The Jiuzhaigou earthquake and the frequent mudslides had indeed affected the tourism industry in Xichuan a while ago. However, the beautiful scenery here was natural. With just a little more time, people who liked to pursue beauty would still come here in an endless stream.
However, Yan Huihong did not appear here for the so-called beautiful scenery. He walked into the lake and began to slowly dive.
Deep under the water, a bronze door was faintly discernible. Yan Huihong did not enter. He only watched quietly in the water.
That woman had stayed here for a period of time, which was where she had stayed before she went to the West to prove her Dao. She had stayed here for a long time. When she came out, she had understood her own path. She had followed the karma of that little fellow, Su Bai, to the West and succeeded in proving her Dao by stepping on that French aunt.
Yan Huihong did not need to enter the bronze door to figure out the lingering aura. He could already roughly guess what was going on.
It was because of Old Fugui's guidance that he was able to see through the secrets of heaven and prove his Dao. As for that woman, she should have received guidance here. As for who had guided her, it was already obvious.
That was why she had chosen to "Betray" in an unexpected way and stood on the side of the broadcast to do things.
She said that she had a promise to Su Bai, but she had been here earlier. Perhaps she had made some promise.
Yan Huihong floated to the surface. He did not know what he should do now, because he really could not do anything. Now that he was walking around, it looked like a detective trying to solve a mystery, but in reality, it was nothing more than a way for him to kill time.
He owed Old Fugui a huge favor, but he did not know how to return it.
He could not interfere in this matter. It was not that he was trying to protect himself, but once he was prepared to make a move, he would end up like Boss Liang and go fishing in a certain story world. Of course, to put it bluntly, it was unrealistic for Yan Huihong to completely give up everything, even at the cost of his life, to repay this favor. He was not "foolishly loyal" to that extent.
Standing on the shore, Yan Huihong's eyes were a little blurred. After being enlightened by Old Fugui, he had once frantically searched for everything related to Old Fugui.
However, too few people knew about what had happened back then, and the people who had participated could not be found now. Now, it seemed like there was only pure reminiscence left.
In a daze, Yan Huihong saw a middle-aged man with a big belly walking over from the distant mountain.
Yan Huihong's eyes focused, and his figure appeared on the mountain peak. He saw Old Fugui moving forward, muttering, "Dao Validation … I want to prove my Dao … prove my Dao …"
This was a fake Fugui, just like the image he had seen in front of the cemetery in Guangxi. It was nothing more than Fugui leaking his vitality there and being absorbed by the nearby vegetation, causing the nearby vegetation to engrave some images of that time.
He had been enlightened by Fugui and had followed Fugui's image all the way, so he could be more sensitive to this kind of vague spiritual existence. It was even possible that his aura had stimulated the vegetation here because he also had Old Fugui's imprint on him.
However, this image was very thin. Obviously, the changes of time had caused the vegetation here to change greatly, and it could no longer form a clear memory image.
Fugui walked from here all the way to Yunnan, to Dali, and to the Land of Dao Validation.
Then..,
He proved his Dao. He proved his Dao as a zombie and buried his tombstone. After that, he took over the Guardian of the Land of Dao Validation and became the new Guardian. Then, he lay down for twenty years until the little fellow named Su Bai came there and completed the shift with him.
He actually..,
Had long died..,
But in such a way, he had existed for twenty years.
He had even proven his Dao!
This was the most unbelievable!
A person who had died long ago could actually prove his Dao!
Yan Huihong sighed. The image in front of him had long disappeared. He did not know why Fugui had done this back then. No matter how good Su Yuhang had been at scheming back then, Yan Huihong did not believe that a person like Fugui would be so easily schemed against to such a miserable state.
Can a person live without a heart?
There did not seem to be any definite answer.
"Why did you willingly come to this step back then?" Yan Huihong muttered to himself. "You shouldn't... be so pedantic, right?"
Before Yan Huihong became a listener, he was part of a gang, which was the underworld. Even after becoming a listener, he still had the same habits. However, even he couldn't understand why Su Yuhang had tricked his former riches and honor into such a miserable state.
Truly, for the sake of friendship..,
Really, there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart?
His bones and blood scattered, leaving only a wisp of undying will, but he still did not attack his friends. He walked all the way to the Land of Dao Validation to prove his Dao. He lay down for twenty years. What was it for?
"How dare you!"
When he heard Chen Ru's scolding, Yan Huihong, who was a hundred miles away, laughed. He finally understood why this woman had been stuck in that realm for so long and had never been able to prove her Dao.
A stubborn woman, a woman who acted according to her so-called spiritual principles, a rigid woman..,
A..,
Even a little ridiculous woman.
This stupid woman was destined to become a spear in the hands of smart people.
However, at this moment, Yan Huihong seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He suddenly stood up and spread out his spiritual power. He did not hesitate to consume his own origin and extended all the way.
Under the guidance of his spiritual power, he saw the traces of Fugui's journey twenty years ago. One end extended to the Land of Dao Validation in Dali, and the other end continued to extend as the direction extended. The shock in Yan Huihong's eyes began to become clearer and clearer.
"That... is actually your burial place!"
..
"Buzz!"
The armored man crashed into the orphanage like Gonggong crashing into Mount Buzhou. In the face of such a fatal blow, Chen Ru could not stop it in time.
However, just as the armored man touched the magic circle, it let out a scream:
"It's you! It's you! It's actually you!
You've caused me so much pain, you've caused me so much pain! "
At this moment, Chen Ru's figure had already arrived. However, when she was about to attack, a blood-red light suddenly appeared and directly isolated her. No matter how many times Chen Ru attacked, she still could not shatter this blood-red light.
At this moment..,
Within the scope of the orphanage in the magic circle, more blood-red light began to rise from the muddy ground. There were even pieces of minced meat and broken bones. They slowly emerged from the depths of the ground and then silently gathered together.
The armored man roared crazily, but it did not continue to attack the orphanage. It was waiting, and at the same time, it was also looking forward to it!
The eldest young master was already dead. It had thought that it would be completely hopeless, but it did not expect that at this moment, a new dawn of hope would appear!
Hundreds of miles away, Yan Huihong's spiritual power scanned all the way here,
His mouth subconsciously opened,
He was very afraid. He did not expect such an outcome,
In the past, Su Yuhang had held Fugui accountable on behalf of the heavens, and caused him to die,
And the place where Fugui's flesh and blood were separated and his body collapsed,
It was this orphanage!
Fugui died here, which was equivalent to being buried here. After that, his immortal will walked all the way to Dali, to the Land of Dao Verification!
The blood-red light and the bone fragments began to fuse, gradually forming the image of a half-bald and bloated middle-aged man. The man seemed to have woken up from a dream, but he had a kind of peace and simplicity.
He was dead. He had died a long time ago. He was really dead,
But here..,
Was his grave..,
Was his burial place..,
Was the place where he was killed by his best friend.
However, when his flesh and blood were reunited, he did not go crazy, nor did he have any violent aura. He was still so calm, as if he was still the same him from twenty years ago, smiling like an honest uncle next door.
Fugui glanced at the upstairs of the orphanage. There was a little baby lying in a cradle, still sleeping soundly. From time to time, he would smack his cute little mouth.
Fugui smiled,
This smile was the same as when he saw the female corpse in Hell and shouted at Su Bai, "Little Ancestor, hurry up and pee." It was full of the kindness of an elder.
"This is my... godson?"
Fugui smiled foolishly. He did not have much time because he had died a long time ago. However, it was precisely because he was dead that the radio could not pull him into the story world and could not affect him.
This was because Xu Fugui was indeed dead.
His separation from the radio was more straightforward and thorough than that of the blood corpse back then!
The aura of the armored man began to weaken rapidly. Its soul was dissipating, but it still kept cursing Fugui. Yes, if Fugui and the backup he had arranged had not tricked it twice in a row, it would not have watched the eldest young master die in front of it without being able to do anything about it!
However, its curses were filled with eagerness!
"Aiyo, I don't have much time left." Fugui shook his head regretfully. Otherwise, he really wanted to go upstairs and pee for his godson. The little guy had slept for so long, it was time for him to pee. However, he did not have that much time. This was his greatest regret. He did not even recall Su Yuhang's trap for him because he did not have the time to hate. If he had the time, he might as well take a few more looks at his godson.
In this life..,
It was a loss not to accompany his own son and daughter-in-law,
But he had a godson and a godson,
It was worth it.
Then..,
Fugui pointed at the set of armor,
"Come,
This armor..,
I'll wear it! "
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