Now that I'm here, I must go for the biggest opportunity. As for the danger... It's not just me. I always feel that the danger they talk about is not dangerous to me.
This feeling is very strong.
Without hesitation, I nodded and said: "I have already thought about it, just these three kinds of tea."
Seeing that I insisted, the owner of the teahouse didn't say anything more. He put the red paper away and left. Not long after, he came to me with three cups of tea.
Three cups of tea.
The colors vary.
Red, black, white.
"Red is the tea of gods, black is the tea of Shura, and white is the tea of the world. You decide which cup to drink first."
After putting down the tea, the teahouse owner left without looking back.
I looked at the three cups of tea in front of me, thought for a moment, and took the red cup of Tianshen tea in my hand.
To be honest, I was still very curious at this moment. After all, the owner of the teahouse said that these teas are really special. It is really hard to imagine that you can experience the feeling of gods after drinking Tenjin tea.
But when I think about the place I am in now, it is a fairyland.
Since it is an illusion, it is not impossible to create some illusions in the illusion.
Without thinking any more, I drank the tea in my hand.
It tastes sweet in the mouth, and then I subconsciously closed my eyes and savored it.
However, when I opened my eyes again, I found that the scene in front of me had changed drastically.
So fast?
I was surprised.
At this time, the place I was in was no longer a teahouse, but a place that was very unfamiliar to me.
Like a temple.
I looked around, and finally my eyes were fixed on the statue in the temple. Looking at the statue, I couldn't help but frown.
City God Statue?
wrong……
When I looked at the statue, I couldn't help but feel a little weird in my heart. If I saw it correctly, the face of the statue looked like me.
Is that my statue?
Am I the city god here?
I'm a little confused.
But before I had time to think about it, there was a sound of footsteps. Not long after, several people walked in and knelt down in front of my statue devoutly. They seemed not to have seen me. After kneeling down, they
Begin to burn incense and worship, then whisper in a low voice.
Their voices are very soft.
Normally, only they can hear it, but strangely, I can hear it clearly, as if what they say is being said to me.
their prayers.
Or rather pray.
The old man kneeling on the ground at the front begged me to stop the drought and let some rain fall so that the rice he planted could survive.
The younger man behind him prayed to me so that his wife could give birth to the child safely.
Another old woman prayed to me that her granddaughter-in-law would be safe and that her family would survive this year's drought.
This is a family.
Do they regard me as a god?
I looked at the statue with a face similar to mine, and felt a little confused for a moment. I didn't know why I was confused. Just after hearing their prayers, I suddenly felt a feeling in my heart.
I am the City God.
I need to bless them, and I need to help them realize their sincere prayers.
But……
In my impression, the city god is just a false god. Even if he is prayed for, how can he protect these ordinary people?
Watching them leave, I followed them anyway.
I first followed them to a house that looked very dilapidated. A woman's painful cries were heard from time to time in the house. The young man who prayed to me to bless his wife to give birth smoothly heard the cries and knelt on the ground again.
He prayed in the direction of the City God's Temple.
His voice appeared in my ears again.
"Lord City God, please protect my wife, please."
Then I saw his parents, the old man and the old woman, who also knelt down, also facing the direction of the City God Temple.
"Lord City God, please!"
Listening to their prayers, I was a little confused. I didn't know what to do, but I still walked towards the house. I didn't look at the woman who was giving birth. I just listened to her cry and involuntarily moved my hands gently.
Waved it out.
I don't know why I did that, but with my wave of my hand, there seemed to be such a force falling on the woman, and not long after, I heard a baby crying.
Then there was the joyful laughter outside the house, and their heartfelt thanks to me.
Listening to those sounds, I suddenly had an illusion.
I am the City God.
Is a true god.
Is this what Tenjin tea does?
I have to say that this feeling is indeed very special. After just a short while, I fell in love with it.
Fortunately, I'm still awake.
I know this is just the effect of Tenjin tea.
I'm not really a god.
I didn't look at them anymore and left their home. Not long after, I returned to the Chenghuang Temple again.
Without the prayers of those few people, the Chenghuang Temple became very deserted at this time. After sitting for a while, I suddenly remembered another prayer of the old man.
He asked me to bless the sky with rain so that his rice could survive.
Thinking of this, I looked up at the sky. The sun was very bright, and the surrounding vegetation was obviously withered and yellow. It was obvious that it had indeed not rained for a long time.
But do I have this ability?
I'm thinking.
But as soon as this idea came to my mind, I noticed that the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds gathered in large swaths, and a moment later there was lightning and thunder, and rain began to fall.
I was a little surprised.
But I don’t know why, but there seems to be a voice in my subconscious telling me that this is normal, because I am a god and a city god who protects the people of a place. How can I not do this?
Looking at the pouring rain, I smiled.
At this time, the old man praying for rain suddenly appeared again.
As soon as he arrived, he knelt on the ground devoutly again, and reluctantly took out a piece of bacon from the basket he brought, and then kowtowed three times to my statue.
"Thank you, Lord Chenghuang."
"Thank you very much."
"My family is poor and I only have this little thing to thank you for. Please don't mind. I will come to worship you often in the future and thank you for your life-saving grace."
After kowtowing to me a few more times, he left in a hurry.
Looking at his back, I can feel his joy.
And in his joy, I felt that some changes seemed to have taken place in my body, as if there was a special force pouring into my body inexplicably.
This power makes me feel very comfortable.
I thought of a word.
Belief.
I am no stranger to faith. The pseudo-gods I know, City God, use the faith of ordinary people, and the Magpie Immortal in Niangziling also used the faith of ordinary people.