Jiang Yu had previously told them a similar case, explaining the concept of these five words and the burden they shoulder.
Song Lin and Xiao Yin disguised themselves and came to the lower realm. Everything needs to start from scratch.
How to create your own merits and incense faster is the fastest way to become famous in a battle in troubled times.
But Song Lin came to the prosperous Yong'an City, where the temples were already full of the city, and later generations seemed to be unable to see the gaps that could be inserted.
Xiaoyin was assigned to some unknown place...
Yong'an City is located in the Sili of Chu State. There are eleven countries outside the Chu State. This small world is called the Twelve Kingdoms of Yanyun, which are directly separated from all areas of the monks.
There are constant wars here all year round, and the people on the frontier are poor, which is two extremes with Yong'an City.
But looking at the camera closer, the living standards of the people in Yong'an City are also at two extremes. The bottom can only be at the bottom, and the resources are always in the hands of the top officials and rich people.
The people at the bottom have no way out, so they can only rely on praying to gods and worshiping immortals to bless them to live a good life or fulfill their wishes.
Unfortunately, they have hardly appeared, and occasionally appeared, which is enough to make believers crazy and superstitious about it. Only in this way can the common people feel that it is precious, and they are more pious and loyal to it, regard it as a spiritual belief for life, and pray for it.
Get a blessing from the gods.
However, Jiang Yu asked them to do the opposite. What she asked them to go down to the world was to break feudal superstitious ideas.
Although this matter is quite unharmonious on them, they are immortals, who are working for merit and incense, but they have to do their own jobs...
Don't you feel contradictory?
Jiang Yu's answer at that time was: "Heroes are those who go against the flow. What you need to do is to awaken the minds of the people - man conquers nature, not rely on gods."
These words not only strengthened Song Lin and Xiaoyin's belief in taking action, but also made Li Ziming and the other eight people gain a deep awareness, and after the world was lowered, it was like a chicken blood was injected.
With the twenty-four words of mantra given to them by Jiang Yu, he decided to do a big vote in the lower world!
How to do it?
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The small worlds they are assigned to are different and cannot be gathered together to communicate.
Song Lin planned to do some old business. He originally wanted to be a doctor of the world's world, but when he thought that his power was limited, he decided to open the school and teach his disciples while accepting disciples to teach them the ideas that Jiang Yu taught him.
But imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.
The money was invested, but because the ideas spread too much violated the current public, he was sentenced to a crime of tyranny and was finally sealed off the school by the government.
Song Lin: “…”
In his first year, he was not good at getting a job. Later, his mind changed and he changed his way of teaching.
If he doesn't let him say it, he will do it.
Aunt Li in a village outside the city, a five-year-old child was sick and had no money to find a doctor in Huangzhong, so he had to go to the temple to pray to the gods. He spent a few copper plates from the monks to ask for some burnt talisman powder and took it home for
Cheng Fu Shui feeds the child, but the disease is not cured, and the child becomes even more serious.
When he went to the temple again, the monk shirked his responsibility and said, "It is destined to be like this. Alas, the donor is mourning. If the little donor really deserves this, I am willing to recite scriptures for him for seventy-four and nine days..."
Aunt Li was so angry that she cried after hearing this, and finally couldn't bear it and fainted.
A child who has worked hard to conceive for ten months has finally been raised until he was five years old, but he was gone. Which mother can admit it?
Aunt Li washed her face with tears every day. At the beginning, she tried to hold the child and kneel down several times to beg the doctor in the city to help her, but she was penniless, and no doctor in a shop was willing to lend a helping hand and even sent a hand.
She took the child to the temple and asked the gods for blessing.
But now she found that even if she knelt down and begged the gods, she would not get any blessings. Gradually, she recognized her...
All this by Li Ergou from her village was seen by Aunt Li, remembering Mr. Song, who had taught him medical skills for free.
At that time, everyone thought he was a ruthless person and even reported to the government to seal his school.
But now Li Ergou saw the facts from Aunt Li's experience, so he decided to try to believe his former teacher and persuade Aunt Li to follow him to see Mr. Song.
Aunt Li firmly believed that this was fate: "Even the gods could not save my son from the King of Hell. Mr. Song was just an ordinary person, not to mention that he had a bad reputation before..."
After hearing Aunt Li's words, Li Ergou felt a sense of powerlessness. Even though he had a step, there might be hope, but Aunt Li would rather accept his fate and place life and death on the gods.
"Ah... since that's the case, why don't Aunt Li try again? Are you willing to just watch your child die?"
"How could I be willing! I invested all the last money to the gods as money for indulgence and oil, but my child still had a way out... I'm not willing!" Aunt Li's sad tone was filled with hatred.
Seeing this, Li Ergou advised: "Since that's the case, then follow me to find Mr. Song."
Song Lin did not expect that the night would usher in his life, and should not be the first believer in his immortal life.
The streets of Yong'an City are very quiet after night, so quiet that there is no sound of gong-beating people. There is a rapid breathing in my ears, and my heart is pounding and gurgling constantly...
It was clearly early winter night, but Li Ergou's back was wet with sweat, which made his face flushed. He rushed in from the outskirts of the city overnight. Fortunately, the official guard at the gate was tolerant and knew it was a life-saving, so he immediately gave it to them.
Let it go.
Opening the door, she saw that it was Li Ergou. There was a dying child on his back. Then Shanshan was panting and catching up with Aunt Li. Under the dim lantern, her face was haggard, and her crying pair was swollen and eggs were swollen.
The average big eyes make people unable to take a look.
Li Ergou's door opened and rushed in immediately, saying to the room: "Mr. Song, save the child, he is almost out of reach..."
"You guys go to the main hall first. There is a bench there. The child is put there, and I'll go get the medicine box."
When Song Lin said that, he just walked to a dark place, took out the medicine box prepared in advance from the storage ring, and then quickly walked into the house.
The child's breath was very weak and almost couldn't sense it. His lips were purple and he obviously had symptoms of poisoning...
Song Lin informed Aunt Li and Li Ergou of the diagnosis, and asked what had been given to the children recently?
Aunt Li recalled: "I haven't had any money to buy medicine recently, so I almost feed him rice soup to the child's life..."
Song Lin naturally didn't believe it: "Think about it carefully..."
Aunt Li thought of the talisman ashes burned by the monk in the temple, and suddenly said excitedly: "I also drank talisman water..."
Song Lin was almost annoyed by this ignorant woman. It turned out that the child was just infected with Feng Xie and had a stomachache.
Fu Shui?
Haha, who knows what the people in the temple used to draw?
Sure enough, it is necessary to eradicate feudal superstition.