You, a monster, still want to travel to the West?

"I plan to stay in this city for six months. I'll let you stay for three days first, three cents a day. If you feel comfortable living here, I'll extend the stay. Is that okay?"

"?"

The shopkeeper immediately asked a question, looking at Xia Zhiming and Qingxin in front of him with a speechless face - it was a pity that they were born with such god-like looks, but who would have thought they were so talkative.

However, since the business came so early in the morning, the shopkeeper didn't seem to think of turning them away. He just smiled and shook his head, then turned around and led the two of them upstairs.

"Shopkeeper, the couplet at the door is well written."

"Of course. My Cyclamen shop has been in the capital of Gis for hundreds of years."

"The capital?"

"The guest doesn't know?"

"I didn't realize this was the capital of a country. By the way, is there a story behind the name of your shop?"

"No, I just want to get some fairy spirit."

In the corridor, Xia Zhiming was chatting with the shopkeeper. When he heard this, he looked at the girl beside him and laughed softly without saying anything.

After a while, when the shopkeeper brought the two of them, Xia Zhiming put the little girl on the bed, then he smiled and said:

"This city is actually the capital of a country?"

"Zhiming, do you want to call out the City God here and ask him?"

"There's no rush. I want to see if anything comes in tonight."

"Zhiming, you don't like these wild gods?"

"No, I'm just a little curious since it's my first time seeing you~"

Chapter 41 Reincarnation

They had booked a place to stay, but it was still a little early, so they naturally didn't plan to stay in the hotel for long. They decided to continue exploring the city of Gis.

When going downstairs, Xia Zhiming took Qingxin by the hand and carefully looked at the statue of the deity enshrined behind the shopkeeper.

The statue is not big. It is a bird-shaped monster carved out of wood with many faces carved on its body, showing all the expressions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. It has the face of an evil ghost but also the compassion of Buddha.

Summary - Wild God.

After confirming that he was not mistaken, Xia Zhiming no longer cared about it. After all, the Qingxin Patriarch could really kill people in the human world, and he was just a little curious because he encountered it for the first time.

……

After entering the street, Xia Zhiming held the little girl's hand and walked on the roadside, looking around from time to time. Unlike the Anshui County they had been to before, this Jis City, as the capital of a country, had very busy traffic and was bustling with people and things.

The only pity is that there are fewer roadside stalls in this city, but there are quite a few shops. However, the signs of some of the shops are so outrageous that they almost block half of the road.

Restaurants, temples, brothels, teahouses, temples... Time passed quickly as the two of them wandered around meaninglessly.

Well, when passing by the brothel, Xia Zhiming secretly took a look inside, but unfortunately, it was a bit early and the door was closed.

Of course, the price was being kicked by Qingxin.

However, this is not the point. Since they came across a teahouse, Xia Zhiming still remembered Qingxin's hobby of listening to books, so he took the girl's hand and pushed the door open and walked in.

But what was different from the teahouse they imagined was——

"big big big!"

"Small! Small! Small!"

"Shoot you!!!"

"The Emperor against Heaven! He takes it all!"

"Borrow some more money! I'll pay it back when I win!"

"Look at this! How much is it?"

The teahouse was filled with smoke and chaos. Groups of men and women were gathered around the tables and making a lot of noise. In front of the counter, one person after another was yelling at the boss with red faces and thick necks.

At the door, Xia Zhiming, who saw this scene, silently moved Qingxin behind him, then bent down, picked up the little girl and walked back.

"Zhiming, what are these people doing?"

"Gambling."

"what is that?"

"Perhaps a game that leaves everything to chance?"

"everything?"

"Everything you can think of~"

Xiao Qingxin tilted her head, seemingly puzzled, but Xia Zhiming didn't intend to say anything more. Just as he was about to get familiar with the city, the little girl in Xia Zhiming's arms suddenly patted his shoulder and pointed to a shop selling eggs on the roadside and said:

"Zhiming, do you eat eggs?"

"You fed me too much before..."

"I want to feed~"

"Fine……"

That night, Xia Zhiming was fed two eggs in a row by Qingxin, although he was not full.

……

The next morning,

As the shopkeeper looked on in bewilderment, Qingxin came down from upstairs with the white snake on his head.

Xia Zhiming lay on Qingxin's head, yawning tiredly. The girl looked up but couldn't see him, so she had to find a seat near the counter in the hall and sit down.

"Zhiming, you didn't sleep last night?"

"It's rare to encounter a wild god. I was wondering if there would be monsters coming in the middle of the night to suck people's energy..."

"Then why not just ask?"

"That's so boring."

Since he had spent the night peacefully, Xia Zhiming naturally no longer cared about this wild god.

You should know that the orthodox beliefs in this world are gods, immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods. In addition, there are city gods/mountain gods/river gods/land gods canonized by the human king.

Among those mountain spirits and ghosts that like to be worshipped, some of those without much ambition just want to eat some essence or incense, while those with a little ambition want to be canonized.

Not to mention the essence, energy, incense and offerings, the thing of enthronement is almost the same as taking an examination. Although the public food he gives is not much, it is enough to eat for a lifetime.

The ultimate goal of spiritual practice is actually to take an exam. Even ghosts and goblins in this world know this.

However, this wild god seemed to be the type that was taking the civil service exam. Since then, Xia Zhiming had no thoughts about this wild god. He just quietly closed his red eyes - to catch up on his sleep!

At this time, the shopkeeper who had been listening to the conversation between the man and the snake finally realized that a strange person had come to the store. He hurriedly put down the abacus in his hand and walked out from the counter.

"Two Taoist priests?" The shopkeeper bowed and spoke uncertainly.

"Yeah." Qingxin nodded, then pointed directly at the statue behind the shopkeeper and asked, "What's the name of that wild god?"

The shopkeeper bowed and smiled:

"He's called Jiulingxian. Two years ago, during the war in the north, those who fled brought his statue here. Now, many people in the city believe in him."

“Why not offer sacrifices to the righteous gods?”

"Those are not as effective as this one!"

"Very effective?"

"It can bring in wealth, prolong life, and cure illnesses and save lives!"

Qingxin glanced at the shopkeeper with a sincere expression, thought for a moment and said nothing more. The shopkeeper saw that she had no intention of chatting further, thought for a moment and went back to his counter.

At this moment, Xia Zhiming, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, leaned over, put his arm around the girl's neck, and said with a smile:

"Qingxin, why didn't you ask me this time?"

"Zhiming, why do they worship wild gods?"

"Who cares if a powerful god is wild or not..."

"so?"

"The world has always been like this, let's just ignore it."

"..."

Xiao Qingxin said no more, but suddenly said:

"Zhiming, can you read qi?"

"Yes~"

"Look up at the sky."

Xia Zhiming gently raised his snake head, his red pupils lit up red, and then he looked through the door and window towards the sky outside, only to find -

The sky was blood red!

"Unexpected, yet reasonable."

"Zhiming, should we call the City God?"

"Forget it, I guess he's been reincarnated."

"seems like it……"

Xia Zhiming lowered his head and found that the girl's fingertips were already shining with golden light, but——

One man and one snake, with no one in front of them.

The City God and the Land God are no longer here.

Chapter 42: Become a monster.

Xia Zhiming was not surprised that both the City God and the Land God were reincarnated. What he saw just now was the fate of the country. The weather in the sky indicated war and disaster, which was also a sign of the country's demise. To put it bluntly, someone was going to rebel.

The land gods and city gods are mostly appointed by human kings, especially in the capitals of a country, most of whom are founding heroes of the dynasty or royal relatives.

Generally speaking, these canonized minor gods would never be beaten or killed, but it would be a different story when a dynasty changed. The new dynasty would destroy your temple and set up a new one, and then your position would be gone.

Small gods in small places are generally spared, but being a local god or city god in the capital of a country is basically waiting for death when the country is destroyed. It is better not to be a god. It is better to go directly to the underworld to use some connections to be reborn in a good family. If you are capable, you can get a ghost position, which is worse than having the temple destroyed and people killed.

Xia Zhiming also expressed his understanding of this. Gods are also human beings. Who doesn’t want to live?

Thinking of this, Xia Zhiming was too lazy to think about these trivial things anymore, but Qingxin suddenly said:

"Zhiming, why are there signs of national destruction?"

"Who knows, maybe someone can't survive anymore, or maybe someone wants to become the king himself."

"You don't care?"

"There's no need to worry. It makes no difference to the world who becomes the king."

"Ah."

A man and a snake sat at the table chatting briefly, and at this time, the smell of incense gradually filled the store, and a figure quietly walked up to them and stood beside them.

Xia Zhiming and Qing Xin turned around and saw a handsome young man wearing a silver helmet, a brocade robe, a rhinoceros-patterned belt around his waist, and pig-skin boots.

When the young man saw that he had been noticed, he smiled and bowed, saying, "Nine Spirit Immortals!"

"Xia Zhiming, sit down~" Xia Zhiming glanced at him, then stretched out his tail and moved it to the side, motioning him to sit down.

The Nine Spirit Immortal didn't care about his casual look. He just lifted the hem of his robe and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Xia Zhiming spoke first: "What's the matter?"

"Let's see the real immortal!" There was a hint of respect in Jiulingxian's voice.

"Since we've met, why not tell us some stories?" Xia Zhiming said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Of course you can." The Nine Spirits Immortal was not pretentious. He nodded and then smiled and began to tell the story -

What I want to talk about is nothing more than the country of Gis under our feet. The country is not big, nor is it very rich and powerful. There are no ambitious big countries around it, so it has always been peaceful.

The turning point was naturally the severe drought and famine that hit the north two years ago. However, the King of Jis only burned incense and worshipped Buddha, fasted and offered sacrifices to heaven, and wrote a letter of repentance. However, the treasury was empty and there was no grain to be distributed.