If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 316 Twenty-eight goddesses debut as a group
The fire in the city was basically extinguished only when white fish belly appeared in the east.

The five-clawed black fish dragon disappeared from the sky, leaving only a sword and a fist-sized bead falling down.

Xiaoyu reached out to take the bead, held it in his hand, and the Qiao Shi sword automatically returned to its sheath.

She was now near the west gate.

All I saw was smoke and dust flying around, and the houses stretching for more than ten miles were burned into a pile of rubble.

Even if there were houses standing among the ruins, they were blackened by the smoke.

The streets were crowded with disaster victims and piled with all kinds of debris.

There were buckets and water carts for putting out the fire, as well as rescued boxes, fur coats, bedding and other items.

The smell of burning and corpse lingered at the tip of my nose, and I could hear the crying of children and girls and the endless noise.

In the ruins that were still smoking, there were victims with dishevelled hair and dirty faces, naked clothes and bare feet.

Some stand there in a daze with a numb expression, some kneel beside the bodies of their loved ones and cry, and some dig in the mud and lift tiles to look for something.

There were burned people lying on the ground wailing.

There was also a wealthy family whose silver vault was burned and the silver turned into water, flowing all over the ground.

Ruffians and even ordinary people who had lost their homes were banging and digging frantically beside the solidified silver river, while the owners were crying and shouting and cursing beside them.

Xiaoyu walked past, just sighed and ignored it.

She couldn't do anything about it. More than 60% of the blocks in Tianmen Town were hit by the fire disaster.

The fire even spread to the "West Market" outside the city.

Too many people have suffered from the disaster.

However, not all the affected streets were in a mess.

Some respected warriors organized the young and middle-aged men who were not injured or had minor injuries, and carried buckets to put out the hidden fires and carried the injured out of the ruins one by one.

Those who have medical skills would squat on the streets and provide free treatment to the injured.

The Deshan family, whose house was intact, was busy cooking porridge and steaming buns to send to the neighboring street that was affected by the disaster.

When Xiaoyu returned to Soy Sauce Lane, the neighbors who had been crowding in front of Blacksmith Zhai's door had already dispersed.

Blacksmith Zhai himself left the blacksmith shop and was helping Mr. Wang push the cart.

Mr. Wang is also providing free medical treatment to people.

There were three large wooden barrels on the wooden cart, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted out of the barrels.

Mr. Wang, wearing a neat shorts, personally helped the burned neighbors apply medicine.

He scooped out a piece of brown plaster from the barrel, applied it to the burn, and then wrapped it with cloth.

Sometimes, Mr. Wang would take out a silver needle and give the injured a few pricks.

"Mr. Wang's energy is much weaker than before, and he seems a little sick. What has he been busy with recently? Hey, what's going on? Why is there another energy?"

Xiaoyu didn't go over to disturb them.

Just seeing Mr. Wang performing acupuncture on people, she subconsciously opened her spiritual eye and captured the "disease energy" in everyone.

This is the difference between her and Dr. Min.

Doctor Min only learned the secret medical techniques, and in order to accurately determine other people’s “illness”, he needed to take their pulse.

Of course, Dr. Min knows how to observe, smell, ask and palpate, which is not the only method used.

It’s just that taking the pulse has the smallest error and is least likely to be wrong.

He diagnosed hundreds of patients at a time. If he simply used the methods of looking, smelling and asking, it would be inefficient and prone to errors.

Xiaoyu originally mastered the secret medical skills by cheating through the Spirit Eye of the Heart.

She is not used to having her pulse taken.

At this time, Xiao Yu had just incorporated the energy fluctuations of everyone into the "Northern Sea of ​​Heart", and he immediately discovered something unusual: not only was Mr. Wang's energy weak, but there was also a new, extremely weak "energy" in his "energy".

"The new energy belongs to another person, but he is from the same lineage as Mr. Wang. In fact, the new energy was born from Mr. Wang's energy. Could it be that this old man is going to give birth to a son?

No, that’s not right, it’s not him, it must be Sister Cui Er, Sister Cui Er is pregnant?! "

Xiaoyu felt thunder rumbling.

"Mr. Wang, this old pervert, is so old, but he still has a soft spot. No wonder he is so weak now. An old man and a delicate wife, they have a child, how can he not be weak?"

Xiaoyu has mixed feelings. She despises Mr. Wang for being so dishonest. She also sympathizes with Sister Cui'er, but the child is Sister Cui'er's future support.
If there is no child, after Mr. Wang passes away, maybe Sister Cui'er can remarry?

Second marriage is not uncommon in this era.

The Western Shu court even forced childless widows to remarry.

Because of the Rebellion of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, one-fifth of the population of Shu Kingdom was wiped out.

If Widow Huang had not been a military dependent (her deceased husband was a cavalry soldier of the Luye Guard) and had a son, the government would have forced her to remarry long ago.

Xiaoyu hesitated for a while, but still did not go over to ask, nor did he climb over the wall to visit Sister Cui'er at Wang's house.

She went straight back to Xiaojingxuan, took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

She had been running around in her underwear.

The undergarments were very tight, and the long coat and long pants did not worry about exposure. But it was always indecent for a girl to run on the street in her undergarments.

Of course, as long as she doesn’t talk to anyone, ordinary people can’t see her, she’s walking in the ghost path.

Because there was a reincarnation messenger from the underworld waiting to collect people, even though many people died last night, she didn't encounter a single wandering ghost when she walked through the ghost world.

After changing clothes, Xiaoyu did not leave, but went to the "Goddess Temple", which is a small temple built opposite the canteen.

There are twenty-eight "little hairy gods" enshrined in it, who were personally canonized by her.

At this moment, the small temple was filled with people kneeling inside and outside.

There were aunts, girls, daughters, and also eunuchs, kneeling outside behind a wall.

"Ah, Xiao Fengxian, you're back~~"

"Xiao Fengxian came back last night. It was her who brought back the Great God Huilu!"

Xiaoyu's appearance immediately attracted a lot of greetings.

She responded with a few words and said, "You guys go out first, I'll talk to them."

"Who are you talking to?" Third Aunt asked puzzledly.

"What are you worshipping?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Thanks to Bi Tao, Xiao Jingui and the others, did you know that they saved hundreds of people in Hong Xiu Fang last night?"

Xiaoyu asked, "Have you seen them?"

They all shook their heads, and one girl said, "They appeared in Aunt Liu's dream, asking her to get up quickly and put out the fire."

Xiao Yu looked around and said, "Bi Tao, Xiao Jingui and the others haven't left yet, you guys should leave first."

"What, Bitao and the others are in the room? Xiaolan, Xiaolan, are you there? Come out and see me!" A girl named Cuizhu shouted excitedly.

The other girls and aunts also started shouting.

Xiaoyu waved her hand and said, "Stop shouting. Go back to sleep. Maybe you can see them in your dreams."

"Why don't they come out?"

"Maybe there is a difference between humans and gods." Xiao Yu took some effort to drive the women out.

After closing the wooden door of the small nunnery and blowing out the candles, Xiao Yu entered the ghost path and shouted, "Since you are still here, why don't you come out and let them see you?" Twenty-eight women in elegant clothes came out of the void, bowed to her first, and then said, "We can't see living people casually.

Just like you said, there is a difference between humans and gods, and between humans and ghosts.

We are ghosts and gods, so it is not appropriate for us to meet strangers directly.

But we are scattered all over the place, and many sisters are not even in Shu.

Now that we have finally returned to our 'home', all the sisters are gathered together, and we are reluctant to leave immediately and are reluctant to separate. "

When they were canonized as well gods or toilet gods, they were put wherever there was a vacancy.

There was no vacant deity position in Tianmen Town, and even in Western Shu there were not many vacant deity positions suitable for them.

Therefore, the twenty-eight goddesses are actually scattered all over the Quicksand Region.

Not to mention coming back to see old living friends from Hongxiufang, even if they are old friends in the form of ghosts or gods, it is difficult to see each other on weekdays.

"Why are you all able to come back this time?" Xiaoyu asked.

"I felt something in my heart, and after asking the City God, he allowed me to come back."

"The City God said that I can come back to pay for my karma."

"I was stupid. I didn't sense the crisis in Hongxiufang as directly as the other sisters did. I just felt depressed. A ghost messenger sent me back."

The goddesses talked at once, and their answers seemed different, but they all pointed to the underworld.

But why is Hongxiufang so different from other places in Tianmen Town and becomes a "place immune to natural disasters"?
Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out, and it was not appropriate for her to say bad things about Hongxiufang in front of all the girls.

"When are you going to leave?"

"Well, we have to leave when the sun comes out. We don't have much time."

"It's already daybreak, we have to go."

"But I am really happy and satisfied to see Xiao Fengxian again!"

"Yes, yes, it's worth the trip for Xiao Fengxian to meet us directly."

Seeing the sincere smiles on their faces, Xiao Yu also smiled and said, "Your shrine is here, you should be able to hear their prayers, right?"

“I couldn’t hear it at first, but after accumulating some incense and prayer power, I could barely hear the vague sound.

But our divine power is weak, we cannot respond to them, and we cannot help them. We can only pray for them silently." The goddesses said gloomily.

Xiao Yu said: "How long have you been a god? It's normal for your power to be weak.

After a few years, when you have accumulated some savings, communicate with each other first, and then the twenty-eight gods will unite.

Well, we can form a 'goddess group' and bless the girls with reasonable requests together.

The divine power of one person is limited, so if twenty-eight gods bless together, the effect will definitely be obvious.

Once the manifestation is successful, the incense will naturally begin to increase sharply, and you will all benefit."

"The Goddess Group sounds great, we can give it a try."

The girls looked at each other, all eager to try.

The twenty-eight of them were a little special, as they died together, were deified together, and became the legend of Hongxiufang as a whole. When people talked about them, they didn't just talk about one person, but the "Twenty-eight Goddesses of Hongxiufang".

Not long after, the sun shone on the earth, the goddesses dispersed, and Xiaoyu also walked out of the small nunnery.

"You've seen them, what do you say?" Aunt Liu came towards them and asked anxiously.

There were burn marks on her pants, and her body and hair were covered with a lot of black ash. She must have just returned from a nearby fire scene.

Although Hongxiufang was safe and sound, many nearby brothels and pavilions suffered from the disaster.

"We didn't say much, just briefly chatted about our respective recent situations." Xiaoyu said.

"What's going on?"

"It's about how well you live and the family affairs, just like a living person." Xiaoyu said.

"They have all become gods, how can they not live a good life?" Aunt Liu said.

Xiao Yu said: "They all have the same idea as you, so their current life is much worse than the expected 'fairy life', but also much better than when they were alive."

She looked around at the girls and aunts who were looking at her eagerly, “They all miss you very much, they can always hear your voices, and they are always praying for you.

But they are just small gods, their lives are not easy, and it is even more difficult for them to come back.

I can help you for a while today, but I can’t help you forever.

If they have blessings in the future, they will surely be real and effective.

But it is impossible for us to reverse our fate by relying solely on the blessings of ghosts and gods.

You still have to rely on yourself to be a good person. Practice martial arts diligently, read more books, and accumulate small good deeds to become good deeds. "

The girls were silent.

Aunt Liu sighed, "You should tell the ladies in the boudoir what you said. We have all fallen to the teaching office, and you still say that we should rely on ourselves. Do you really think that everyone is as talented as you?"

Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "Girls in the boudoir can rely on their parents and brothers, they have a choice; girls in the teaching office can only rely on themselves, they have no choice.

Moreover, reading, practicing martial arts, and accumulating virtue are all one's own private matters and are not exclusive to women in the boudoir.

In Lixiang Garden, there is an aunt who teaches you how to read, and there are books for you to borrow, so you can learn more about the world by reading.

At least you can distinguish which things can be done and which things will harm your virtue if done.

Don’t do anything wrong in your daily life and have no bad karma.

Even without the protection of gods, natural disasters such as fire will never affect you.

Practicing martial arts can at least strengthen your body, sharpen your hearing and eyesight, and enable you to run and hide in case of a fire, and have the strength to fetch water to put out the fire, which is more effective than praying to gods."

Aunt Liu's heart moved, and she said thoughtfully: "I heard that the great god Huilu who put out the fire last night was your immortal martial god. You also met another great god Huilu in Cold Food Street. Could it be that the fire in Tianmen Town was God's way of taking people away?"

"Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is always a good thing to have good karma." Xiao Yu said.

Aunt Liu looked at her with a strange look and said, "When you first entered Hongxiufang, you were very unruly. You only believed in yourself, not ghosts and gods, and you didn't seek the afterlife."

Xiao Yu rolled her eyes at her, "Can you compare with me? What talent do I have? What talent do you have? I am destined to become an immortal in this life, so of course I don't need to ask for the next life.

But even if I don’t seek afterlife, I won’t dare to do anything wrong.”

Aunt Liu said, "I feel like you've been targeting me. They are all miserable people, and only I, a brothel owner, can force them into prostitution and do whatever I want."

——You still have some self-awareness.

Xiao Yu shook her head. "I just don't want the story of 'Twenty-eight goddesses gathered at Hongxiufang to protect their old sisters' to end up as a sad story with a tragic ending."

She looked around at the women around her and said in a deep voice, "The gods and ghosts appearing to protect us cannot be relied upon by everyone to let things go. Instead, it should be a warning - gods and ghosts really exist, and retribution in the underworld is also real."

She had just warned the twenty-eight goddesses in similar words: they could cherish their old friendships and help their former sisters, but their every move as gods must abide by the rules of the underworld and they must never do anything that goes against the conscience of heaven and earth.

Xiaoyu is not someone who only cares about one thing but nothing else.

Guan Chenghuang is a living "role model"!
In the entire system of heavenly gods, the City God is just a speck of dust.

But once this speck of dust falls on ordinary people, it becomes a mountain.

If the Twenty-Eight Goddesses became deified by her own merits, she would at most give a subtle reminder for the sake of their acquaintance, and would not emphasize it every time they met.

But the twenty-eight goddesses were canonized by her.

She herself had been bullied by ghosts and gods (Guan Chenghuang), and she didn’t want her momentary kindness to become the source of lifelong suffering for others.

(End of this chapter)