Day and night tour

Chapter 249 God, Why is He God?

Zhou Xuan walked towards the reflection of the scorching sun in the reservoir.

With his huge figure, he reached the reflection in two or three steps, and reached the edge of the reflection with both hands.
Suddenly, a burning sensation spread along Zhou Xuan's fingers into his body.

Zhou Xuan felt as if a fire was ignited in his body.

The fire gradually grew stronger, baking him painfully.

In his ears, the loud noise of the zombies swimming upstream and crashing into the reservoir could still be heard.

The quarrel made his heart feel like a tangled mess, he was anxious and upset, and the pain became more and more intense.

However, if the reservoir in Mingjiang Prefecture collapses, at least hundreds of thousands of people will die in the flood created by the reservoir.

"Hundreds of thousands of people, that's a lot of people. If you pile up the bodies together, I'm afraid it would be higher than an ordinary mountain."

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan could no longer care about the severe pain in his body. He had already stretched his hands under the reflection.
As soon as Zhou Xuan touched the reflection, it began to vibrate wildly, trying to escape from his hand.

With every vibration, fragments of the blazing sun broke off from the reflection and hit Zhou Xuan's chest and abdomen like sparks.

"Damn it, if you really are the sun in the sky, just open your eyes and take a good look. How many ordinary people are in imminent danger? Why are you still so uncooperative?"

Zhou Xuan complained, and held up the reflection of the scorching sun even more resolutely.

He held the raw material in his hand, and a burning sensation that was countless times stronger than before quickly rose up.
His soul was already burning with blisters, and at the same time, what was worse than the pain was that his fatigue was increasing.

Zhou Xuan even felt drowsy. Once he fell asleep,
If the Youshen Division cannot mobilize manpower to guard the reservoir in front of them, a huge number of people will die.

And Mo Tingsheng and Reverend Yunwu will take advantage of the situation and bring the heinous killing into Mingjiang Mansion.

"I am the last hope of the people of Mingjiang. I cannot sleep."

Zhou Xuan thought of this, and with his right hand, he stabbed into the soul's abdomen like a knife.

The extremely intense pain made Zhou Xuan's spirit palpitate, offsetting the drowsiness and fatigue.

Zhou Xuan, who had regained his spirit, simply sank into the water, and then jumped high. At the same time, the reflection of the scorching sun on the water was like a wheel of fire, which he held on his shoulders.

He held Lieyang in his hand and walked towards Xia Jin, taking every step very carefully.

Zhou Xuan's soul seemed to be ignited, and blazing fires burned in his head, chest, and abdomen.
He walked forward step by step, and this miserable scene appeared above the Zhou family of Pingshui Prefecture.
This is the reflection of the scorching sun, which has a preliminary connection with the natural laws of Mr. Jiu.

The masters and apprentices of the Zhou Clan saw Zhou Xuan, who looked like a giant of fire, and they naturally felt proud - this giant with a body like a god was our young master.

But more than that, I still feel distressed. After Zhou Xuan gave lectures in the Zhou Family Class, most of the masters and apprentices were Zhou Xuan's fans and regarded him as their friend.
How could they not be heartbroken when their friend was burned by the fire?

The saddest ones are the eldest brother and his wife.

Senior brother Yu Zhengyuan's eyes were red as he looked at Zhou Lingyi from time to time. He really wanted to go over and persuade the class leader not to let the junior brother hold on.

But he couldn't go over, because he knew that his junior brother was doing something extraordinary.

Zhou Lingyi didn't dare to look up at the sky at this moment, and lowered her head. She was afraid that if she looked at it for one more moment, she would not be able to help but ask Zhou Xuan to stop holding up the scorching sun.

Master Jiu sighed and said, "What is the relationship between Mingjiang Mansion and Zhou Xuan? Is it necessary for him to sacrifice his life for the Japanese?"

"My disciple was chosen by the Nuo God. Some people may have questioned why the Nuo God chose him before. After today, I'm afraid there will be no more doubts."

Zhou Xuan was still walking. The distance that he could have covered in two or three steps just now now seemed extremely far away because of the scorching sun.

He moved almost step by step.

at last,

The God's Fire that had been hanging in the sky dimmed a little.
A voice came from the fire of the gods into Zhou Xuan's ears.

"Are you worth it?"

"What?" Zhou Xuan lowered his head because he was holding up Lieyang, and didn't know who was asking the question.

"You are not from Mingjiang Prefecture, and no one in Mingjiang Prefecture has promised you a generous reward. Is it worth it for you to risk your life to help Mingjiang Prefecture?"

Zhou Xuan turned slightly, but saw that there was no one around him.

"who are you?"

"I am the god awakened by you, the god of pain and disaster. You can also call me the god of suffering and disaster."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he did not feel anything because the other party was a god. Instead, he asked a question he had always wanted to ask since he came to Mingjiang Mansion.
"God, why is he God?"

It was difficult for the God of Suffering to answer Zhou Xuan's question.

"If you are just powerful, can you be called a god? I think you are just a high-ranking bandit leader.

Mortals worship the gods with faith, and disciples worship the gods with incense.

Now that Mingjiang Prefecture is in danger, where are the gods that people believe in? Where are the gods that feed on the disciples' incense?

Why do you call yourself God?"

Why is God God?
The powerful questions left the God of Suffering speechless.

He had to admit the fact and said, "At this moment, you are more worthy of being called... a god than the five gods in the sky of Mingjiang Prefecture and than me, a god who was beaten into a deep sleep!"

"I don't want the title of God. I just hope that fewer people will die in Mingjiang Prefecture today."

"Zhou Xuan, I will use my last bit of strength to help you withstand the scorching sun."

"I don't need your help."

Zhou Xuan was still following closely, moving his steps while saying, "You can show up at this time, I believe you still care about the safety of Mingjiang Mansion, but your power is too weak. If you use your power, can the fire in the sky still burn?"

“It won’t burn.”

The God of Suffering was still in a deep sleep, and only a tiny part of his consciousness appeared now.

During these days in Mingjiang Mansion, he never helped Zhou Xuan because his power was too weak. Once he used it, the Fire of the Gods would be extinguished again.

From a certain perspective, he was a little selfish, but everything Zhou Xuan did for Mingjiang Mansion was seen by the God of Suffering.

He really didn't have the face to continue hiding, so he decided to help Zhou Xuan this time. As for the ball of divine fire... Mingjiang Mansion had fallen to this point, and he could only watch quietly. What kind of face did he still have in his heart?

"Then don't help me." Zhou Xuan said: "You are like a ball of fire, keep it burning. When you return to the peak, you must remember to illuminate the sky of the entire Mingjiang Mansion. You must also let the five gods who are quietly watching the end of Mingjiang Mansion know - what is God! "

When he said this, he covered his head and walked towards Xia Jin, no longer responding to the God of Suffering.

One small step, two small steps, when Zhou Xuan's whole body was burning with flames, he finally carried Lieyang above the zombies.

"Master Jiu, the reflection has reached the walking corpse, descending."

"Xiao Zhou, if I come, the flames will completely burn your soul."

"Stop talking nonsense and come!"

Zhou Xuan roared again.

"Hey!"

Lord Jiu had no choice but to hold the wine gourd tightly and open his arms. A ray of sunlight enveloped his body.

The sun seemed to be very strong, and it made the wine master look like a shadow.
But the real Lord of Wine emerged from the scorching sun held up by Zhou Xuan.

Jing State stipulates that the parade of gods in the nine prefectures must be performed by disciples of the nine ancient halls.

But as the painter said, each state has its own situation, and this kind of regulation is not widely followed by each state.

Mr. Jiu does not come from the nine ancient halls, he comes from the hall called "Mr. Ye".

The one connected to Mr. Ye is not a god, but the White Walker "Earth".

The wine master held a wine gourd tightly in his left hand and a white paper banner in his right hand.

He blew at the paper banner, and the banner grew bigger and bigger in the wind, until it covered the sky and hovered over the reservoir.

"Master Jiu is actually Mr. Ye?"

"Xiao Zhou, you have a really good eye."

It’s not that Zhou Xuan has good eyesight, but he has done a tattoo of "Di Zi" and knows the white paper banner representing Mr. Ye.

"Once you enter Mr. Ye's hall, you will receive a mission from the Earth Master, which is to kill the ominous people in the world when they are infants.

I have killed many, many unlucky people, but I never thought that someone as auspicious as you would die in front of me."

Lord Jiu couldn't stop shaking his head. He had already seen that Zhou Xuan was covered in flames and his torso had been burned through. It was obvious that he had no chance of survival.

"After you die, on every anniversary of your death, I will go to your grave and drink a cup of wine with you."

When Master Jiu said this, he pulled out the cork of his wine gourd, took a sip of the liquor, and spat it out at the paper banners that covered the sky.

puff!
The surface of the paper streamer was wetted by the wine mist, and then countless evil spirit patterns appeared.

"kill!"

Master Jiu pointed at the zombies that were still crashing into the reservoir.
The patterns of evil spirits fell from the paper banners one after another and pounced towards the zombies.

Countless evil spirits wrapped around the corpses one by one and bit them madly.
Soon, the river channel of the reservoir was filled with the body parts of zombies, and broken limbs could be seen everywhere.

As for Zhou Xuan, his limbs were burned dry by the flames, and his chest and abdomen were completely burned.

His soul was fading away, and Zhou Xuan really felt like he had no chance of survival.

Xia Jin looked in the direction of Zhou Xuan's soul, feeling sad.

Lord Jiu was sitting on the stone path of the reservoir, raising the wine gourd in the direction of Zhou Xuan.

Under the Zhou family's ancestral tree, Zhou Lingyi already felt that Zhou Xuan was in trouble and secretly shed tears.

Just at this moment, another sentence floated into Zhou Xuan's ears: "For the sake of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture, you are willing to sacrifice your life. Is it worth it?"

"and who are you?"

Zhou Xuan only saw an old Taoist priest riding a donkey upside down, holding a whisk in his hand and riding in mid-air.

"Is it worth it? The people of Mingjiang Prefecture are saying that you are an evil ghost from outside the region and they are constantly plotting against you, but you are going to save a group of people who are plotting against you?"

"I saved them, what does it have to do with them?"

In Zhou Xuan's understanding, the people of Mingjiang Prefecture plotting against Zhou Xuan and Zhou Xuan saving the people are two different things.

"It sounds like it makes some sense."

The old Taoist priest riding on the donkey swung the whisk in his hand towards Zhou Xuan.

A gentle breeze blew over Zhou Xuan's soul, gently blowing out the still burning fire. "The fire is out, but your soul is almost destroyed. Fortunately, you met me."

The old Taoist on the donkey waved his whisk towards Zhou Xuan again. The whisk seemed to contain a strange power. With one wave, Zhou Xuan's soul began to recover quickly, and powerful perception power was regenerated in his soul.

"The dead are alive, the flesh is white, the bones are white, how do you think my method works?"

"It's amazing, but old Taoist priest, why did you save me?"

"Why can't I save you...According to what you said...what does it have to do with you if I save you?"

The Taoist priest on the donkey smiled brightly, put his whisk on his shoulder, and rode away on his donkey.
While riding the donkey, he was singing a song at the same time - the past cannot be retrieved and is regarded as fate, while the future can still be changed and is regarded as impermanence.

When Zhou Xuan heard the song, his guess about the old man riding the donkey was confirmed.

This old Taoist priest is the guardian of the Jingguo time and space world - "Incense and Fire".

"Thank you."

"I should thank you very much. If you let people from the Buddhist Kingdom in, an old Taoist like me will have to deal with a lot of trouble."

The old Taoist priest riding a donkey patted the donkey under him and rode towards the sky. As he rode, he arrived next to the fire of the gods.

"How miserable you are, you jinx! Nothing good will happen to you since you appeared in this world."

The old Taoist priest mocked the God of Suffering.

"Master Xianghuo, you always say that you are knowledgeable. I want to ask you, what makes a god a god?"

"I can't figure out the answer to this question myself, how can I answer it if you ask me?"

The old Taoist priest waved his whisk and said, "You are such a jinx that you are so lucky to have such a young man to help you guard Mingjiang. If Mingjiang is destroyed... you, the jinx, will be dead forever."

"I always feel that the disaster in Mingjiang Prefecture has not completely passed?"

"You are right. I disregarded the rules and saved that young man because the disaster in Mingjiang Mansion is not over yet. That young man, you still have to save your Mingjiang Mansion.

However, I am a one-of-a-kind person. I saved that young man once, but I can't do it a second time. You jinx, you'd better pray to the Lord for protection so that you can get through this disaster safely."

The donkey under the Taoist priest began to move farther away.

The God of Suffering asked, "Master Xianghuo, you saved me this time because you didn't want me to die?"

"If you, the jinx, die, Jing Country will be much more peaceful. It would be a pity if that young man died."

God of Misery: "...".

The God of Suffering shouted to the Taoist priest riding a donkey, "Taoist priest Xianghuo, you disobeyed the order and took action in the human world. If you return to your world, you will be punished, right?"

In his opinion, Jingguo is a rotten machine, but no matter how rotten it is, the machine will operate according to its rules.

"Don't worry about me, worry about yourself. The gods in Mingjiang Mansion nowadays are not good people. Be careful that they will put you into a deep sleep again."

……

"This is God's mercy. How can such a strong fire on the soul just disappear like that?"

Lord Jiu was the first to notice that Zhou Xuan's soul had recovered, but he did not see clearly how it had recovered.

Just like he didn't see Zhou Xuan talking to the God of Disaster.

"Master Jiu, thank you for coming to Mingjiang Mansion to help."

"I'm glad you're okay. I can explain this to your sister when I get back."

Mr. Jiu wiped his red nose, smiled and retreated in the reflection of the scorching sun.

Xia Jin fired three arrows in the direction of Zhou Xuan to celebrate the rebirth of Zhou Xuan's soul.

"Xiao Xuan, you are blessed by fate."

"I also feel that I am very lucky. I can always turn danger into safety and disaster into blessing."

Zhou Xuan was also happy for himself, but he had something even happier: he finally understood why the donkey from Jing Country could travel through the world of time and space after becoming psychic.

The Taoist priests who guard the world of time and space all ride black donkeys. So, wouldn’t the descendants of the black donkeys be able to travel through the world of time and space?

"These are all points of knowledge that Yazi doesn't know."

Zhou Xuan smiled and whistled at Xia Jin, saying, "Old Xia, we have secured all eleven reservoirs in Mingjiang Prefecture. It's time for me to go home. I'm exhausted from traveling for so long."

"It's time for you to rest." Xia Jin raised the bow in one hand and said, "The reservoir has calmed down, Mingjiang Prefecture is safe, and the rest is to rely on the parade lanterns to go to the prefecture city and kill all the rioting kidnappers."

"You guys keep busy, I have to go to sleep."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand and was about to let his soul leave, but at this moment, there was a sudden turbulence in the reservoir.

The entire reservoir was shaking.

The trembling force was transmitted from the reservoir body to the reservoir water.

The forces from all directions gathered in the center of the reservoir, and with a loud "boom", the reservoir water was rolled up into waves over ten meters high.

"Is there still a kidnapper at work?"

……

Outside the sky of Jingguo, there was a vast cloud. The clouds rolled up layer by layer and crashed towards the direction of Mingjiang Prefecture.

"boom!"

The enormous force caused the ground of Mingjiang Prefecture to tremble continuously.

The eleven reservoirs were shaken by this and continued to roll up waves.

"Monk Taiping, since you have launched the plan to destroy Mingjiang Mansion, where is the passage to Mingjiang Mansion?"

"I want the passage."

Venerable Yunwu, who was working together with Mo Tingsheng, linked up with another mastermind hiding in Mingjiang Prefecture through the mastermind of the Buddhist Kingdom that he controlled, and learned that a riot had already started in Mingjiang Prefecture.

According to the plan set in advance,
Mo Tingsheng should gather the souls of tens of millions of ordinary people, condense them into a strong man above the gods, and smash out a passage.

But now, Venerable Yunwu could not see the passage at all and had to use his body to hit it.

……

Under the continuous impact of the Yunwu Master, the eleven reservoirs in Mingjiang Prefecture were surging with wind and clouds, and the waves increased from more than ten meters high at the beginning to dozens of meters high, and then hundreds of meters high...

The waves were surging, and countless water columns passed through the reservoir gates and poured back into the river.

"There is a person with extremely high incense, who is crashing into Mingjiang Mansion."

The painter reacted. He remembered that in Zhou Xuan's plan to destroy Mingjiang, there was a person who worked together with Mo Tingsheng.

That person was the Venerable Yunwu who was sitting on the eighth throne in the Buddha's kingdom.

The waves of the reservoir rolled out of the reservoir with water columns, although the amount of water in these water columns could not be compared with the amount of water when the floodgates were opened.

However, if each of the eleven reservoirs releases a small amount of water, and when they are gathered together, it will still cause a considerable flood - it will not destroy Mingjiang Prefecture, but it will cause hundreds of thousands of ordinary people to suffer.

The painter sent a secret letter... Those who killed the zombies should follow me along the flood to save the people of Mingjiang Prefecture, saving as many as possible.

When the flood had already caused a disaster, there was not much the painter could do.

His laws of space allowed him to move freely in Mingjiang Mansion, but he could not stop the flood.

"Lao Hua, I have arranged for the coffin lady in advance. I will go to her for help."

Zhou Xuan's soul traveled during the day, and after notifying the painter, he went to Shop 19 where the coffin lady was.

"Coffin Lady."

When Lady Red Coffin saw Zhou Xuan's spirit, she asked, "Young Master, what is the situation in Mingjiang Prefecture?"

"The eleven reservoirs were safe and sound, but the Buddhist master Yunwu used his golden body to hit Mingjiang Prefecture, causing the reservoirs to overflow with a large amount of torrents."

"If the water is not too strong, I have a way to control it."

At this point, Lady Red Coffin said, "Young Master, I have received a secret letter from my disciple. At the three big docks you mentioned, there are a large number of kidnappers rioting, and my disciples are fighting with them."

"I'll go take a look first. As for the decision, I'll come back and tell you after I've seen the situation."

Without waiting for Zhou Xuan to finish his words, he went to the three large docks for a day trip.

There are a lot of ships and passengers at these three docks, and there are large amounts of blood on every ship.

On a large cruise ship named "Ming Jiang Star", four bitter ghost disciples drove a large number of tourists to a certain place and guarded them, while defending against the kidnapper disciples who were armed with machetes and shotguns.

The disciples that Mo Tingsheng arranged to infiltrate Mingjiang Mansion had one advantage: they were ordinary people. If they hid, it would be difficult to identify them and find them.
But there is also a downside...they are ordinary people!

Since they are ordinary people, even if they have firearms, machetes, or even explosives, they cannot compete with the practitioners.

Zhou Xuan had asked Guan Niang to arrange disciples to guard the three docks in advance, and his judgment was correct.
Hundreds of bitter ghost disciples, regardless of their level of loyalty, guarded hundreds of ships. Not many civilians were killed, but many of the rioting kidnappers were chopped to pieces.

"In Mo Tingsheng's plan, the water flood is the most important thing. These kidnappers who were lying in ambush are rioting and are taking advantage of the flood to kill people in the chaos."

Zhou Xuan thought of this, and before the flood peak arrived, he went to the painter and said, "The bitter ghost disciples are guarding the dock, but the kidnappers rioting at the dock are the same as those in the center of the city. They have no incense.

Therefore, you order all the other halls, big and small, to send disciples to guard the docks and evacuate the people of Kugui. Then, have the coffin lady and the Kugui disciples go to the place where the flood peak appears and use the water control method to minimize the casualties. "

"Young Master has made thoughtful arrangements."

The painter sighed that it was fortunate that he had Zhou Xuan, and he immediately began to arrange the transfer of personnel.

……

In the Zhou family's cleaning shop, Zhao Wuya walked around Zhou Xuan's flesh and blood body, feeling worried as he walked.

"It's been a while since one thing has been solved, but with the landlord's careful arrangements, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Zhao Wuya has now become Zhou Xuan's favorite. As long as Zhou Xuan is here, he feels there is no problem.

Mo Tingsheng sneered and said, "You think that by subduing the kidnapper, you can put an end to Mingjiang Prefecture. Let me tell you, in this muddy water, in addition to the people of the Buddhist Kingdom, there are also big figures from your Jing Kingdom.
The real disaster has just begun."

His confidence rose, but the evil god Guangyin was cursing Mo Tingsheng. In fact, he had started cursing him since the beginning of his plan to destroy Mingjiang.

"Mo Tingsheng, your plan was to be carried out at the same time as the young lady's plan, but you went back on your word and started the plan ahead of time. What should the young lady do? You ungrateful bastard?"

It seems that Mo Tingsheng's plan to destroy Mingjiang Mansion was carried out ahead of schedule, which greatly affected the young lady mentioned by the evil god...

(End of this chapter)