The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Huashan, Notre Dame Temple.Compared with the dilapidated and dilapidated state a few months ago, it has a completely new look.

In the Notre Dame Temple, the statue of Yang Chan is placed in the center of the temple. A altar is placed under the statue, and many burned out incense candles are placed on the incense burner.

On one side of the altar, there is a wooden table filled with many books, and sitting in front of the table is a scholar with a delicate appearance. He is looking at the statue of two people kneeling on the futon to pray to the statue of the Virgin. of a man and a woman.

"May the Holy Mother wish us two to be united forever and grow old together..." the men and women closed their eyes and prayed.

The two stood up and were about to leave, but the scholar stopped them and said, "You two, why don't you leave your names and birthdays!"

"Why?" the woman asked doubtfully.

"By the way, who are you?" The man also looked confused.

"I am just a scholar. Since I have nowhere to sleep in the open, I choose to live in the Huashan Notre Dame Temple for a while. Of course! I don't live here for nothing and disturb the gods, so I often clean the temple. Whenever there are pilgrims praying, I will Record for every pilgrim.”

"If the Holy Mother appears one day, wouldn't it be more convenient to see the list on the booklet?" the scholar said.

The two of them were stunned when they heard this, so they told their names and birth dates, and then left the Notre Dame Temple.

The temple returned to calm. The scholar supported his head with his hands and stared at the statue of the Virgin. The beautiful sound that suddenly appeared a few months ago echoed over and over in his mind.

I can only hear her voice but not see her person. With such a heavenly voice, I wonder how beautiful the Holy Mother is?
The scholar was thinking blankly, but he didn't pay attention to the threshold of the Notre-Dame Temple, and the two of them had already stepped inside.

The Queen Mother scanned the Temple of the Notre Dame with her phoenix eyes, looking at the burning incense candles on the censer on the altar, while Yang Jian stared at the dazed scholar.

"Are you two here to pray for blessings?" The scholar stood up and asked, but the moment he saw Yang Jian's face, he immediately stayed where he was, and then looked at Yang Jian in horror and said tremblingly, "Yes...it's you?"

The scholar was deeply impressed by Yang Jian, because that day he, a mortal, heard the voice of the Three Holy Mothers and heard the sound of nature that kept him awake at night.

The two gods simply ignored the scholar.

The Queen Mother looked at the inside and outside of the Notre Dame Temple, looking at the dangerous Huashan Mountain, and said lightly: "It's a good place! It's a pity that the people who live here don't respect etiquette! They don't know their dignity!"

Hearing this, Yang Jian frowned and felt irritated for a while, and immediately said: "Third sister, the empress is here, why don't you show up to see me?"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if the whistling wind on Huashan Mountain had quieted down, and there was no sound around.The scholar's heart seemed to have stopped beating. The scholar stared blankly at the corridor leading to the depths of the temple.

The scholar's eyes widened, and at the end of the corridor, there was a beautiful woman with picturesque eyebrows and a graceful figure, wearing a sky blue long dress, turning from imaginary to real, as if walking out of a painting.

The scholar couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the beautiful Yang Chan.

Her skin is like jade, her hair is like a black waterfall, and she walks light and graceful, floating like a fairy from Guanghan.Yang Chan looked indifferent as she walked up to Yang Jian and the Queen Mother, with a hint of confusion and a hint of vigilance deep in her eyes.

"You...are you...the Holy Mother of Mount Huashan?" the scholar asked tremblingly, looking extremely excited.

Yang Chan glanced at the scholar with indifferent eyes and said in a cold voice: "Thank you for repairing and cleaning the temple for me these past few months. Now you don't have to stay here!"

"Ah?" The scholar was stunned and said hurriedly: "Mrs. Madonna, Xiaosheng comes from the heart and is voluntary! Xiaosheng can spend the rest of his life repairing the temple for Our Lady!" The Queen Mother couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile after hearing this. It was indeed from the heart. It's voluntary!It's nothing more than voluntary desire and possession.

When Yang Chan heard this, his expression was cold and he said: "I will consider your wish to obtain fame as appropriate! Let's go!"

With a cry of "Let's go," Yang Chan flicked his sleeves, and the scholar floated into the air, taking with him all his daily necessities and books from the Notre Dame Temple, and then flew out of the temple towards Chang'an, including people and belongings.

After the scholar disappeared, there were only three people left in the temple.

"Your Majesty, the little god has arrived, but I missed you so much. Please forgive me!" Yang Chan said in a calm tone.

The Queen Mother looked at Yang Chan, especially Yang Chan's eyes, and said softly: "It's a pity to drive away that scholar and believer just now!"

"He wants to get fame, but here he will just waste time doing nothing!" Yang Chan couldn't help but glance at Yang Jian and said: "Everyone has a dream and an original intention. Some people give up halfway and lose their way and give up on themselves, while some people Even if he is in the filthy muddy water, he can still maintain his original intention! I think the unknown scholar will be the former, so the little god does not want him to waste time and life here, but hopes that he or all living beings can practice themselves original intention!"

Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this. He really felt that his third sister was very resentful that he had become the God of Justice, and she actually spoke like this in front of the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother smiled when she heard this, glanced at Yang Jian who looked unnatural, and said: "Sometimes some people have evil intentions at the beginning, just like the scholar! Wrong direction, wrong efforts, in the end all in vain! You may even lose your life! No one can say for sure whether it is worth it or not, and I cannot say for sure, but creatures in this world often reveal the truth only when their lives are at stake."

After saying this, the Queen Mother looked at Yang Chan.

Yang Chan was speechless, sighed, and said to the Queen Mother: "I wonder what the reason for the Queen Mother and the God of Justice coming to Huashan today is?"

The Queen Mother looked at Yang Jian and said, "Justice God, why don't you tell me the purpose of my coming here?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian turned his head to look at the third sister who had been staring at him. Yang Jian felt the fierce eyes of the Queen Mother, and in desperation slowly revealed the ultimate goal of the trip.

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Yang Chan's beautiful eyes widened, her tone was full of disbelief, and she said: "You want me to use my life-saving favor to resolve the disaster of the westward journey? To persuade the Demon-Conquering Saint Lord?"

"That's right!" the Queen Mother said sternly: "This is the most appropriate way for Heaven to deal with Meng Jing. As the righteous God of Heaven, Third Holy Mother, aren't you willing to help Heaven?"

Yang Chan was slightly choked, feeling the hidden threat in the Queen Mother's tone.

"Third sister, this is indeed a good idea!" Yang Jian sighed and said: "The disaster of traveling to the west interferes with the dispersion of heaven's destiny. Third sister, if you can resolve the disaster of traveling to the west caused by Meng Jing, it will not only be heaven! It will also affect yourself. Everyone will be affected by luck! They will definitely benefit a lot in the future!"

At this time, Yang Jian could only persuade Yang Chan. At first, Yang Jian thought that he would solve the problem by himself and gain his own luck, so that everything in the future would go smoothly.

But now that the third sister is dragged into the water by the queen mother, Yang Jian thinks carefully that it is not a big deal for her luck to fall to the third sister.

Feeling the look in his second brother's eyes, Yang Chan couldn't help hesitating no matter how much she complained.

Luck?Yang Chan thought about the power of heaven that could somehow bring good luck to people no matter what they do? (End of this chapter)