Not a god

Chapter 24 Is my brother handsome?

That night, Tianfu Restaurant

"Eh?"

Su Qingyue suddenly looked up, with a look of surprise on her face: "It's already 2017, is there anyone still using such an old-fashioned word as 'is night'?"

"..."

Chen Xi finally couldn't help it, and quietly leaned close to Wan Wan's ear and asked, "Why is this girl so mysterious..."

This girl who had previously predicted that the world was about to end was normal most of the time, but she would talk to herself from time to time, saying things that others couldn't understand.

"She..."

Jiang Wanwan glanced at Su Qingyue who was talking to herself, pulled Chen Xi to the corner, pointed at her head, and gave him an affirmative look.

Chen Xi suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

"She was like this in her previous life, otherwise why would everyone call her a crazy woman?"

"Didn't you go to the doctor?"

"This is not wearing a hospital gown all the time."

Chen Xi was also puzzled by the way this girl dressed. It turned out that she came from a mental hospital. He couldn't help but feel a little pity for her, but he also felt it was unnecessary since she looked happy after all.

Tonight, Tianfu Restaurant.

Taoist Master Yu hosted everyone for dinner at the most upscale restaurant in Jiangcheng.

Yu Zhiwei is a rich second-generation whose family has a big business that spreads all over the country.

When she was a child, she was weak and went to see doctors everywhere. It seemed that she would not grow up. Finally, she went to a mountain and found a Taoist master, learned Taoism and health preservation, and she has lived to this day without any illness or disaster.

"Master Yu's master is really amazing."

Chen Xi now knows that the people of destiny have existed from ancient times to the present. They become active when spiritual energy revives and withdraw from the stage of history when spiritual energy is scarce. However, they will not disappear, but will just stay in the corners where the spotlight cannot reach.

Yu Zhiwei's master is the man of destiny during the Juedi Tiantong period, a Qi cultivator who also possesses a long life.

Chen Yan ordered a few bottles of super expensive wine with a string of zeros at the end, and was drinking them. Chen Yi was holding a bottle of milk next to her, and she would take the bottle and toast with little Chen Yi from time to time.

After dinner, Chen Xi took Wanwan and Chen Yi away.

It was snowing again when we left the hotel, and the street lights could only illuminate a small section of the road.

"Is it cold?"

He took the girl's hand and placed it on his face to feel the temperature, and then the hands playfully pinched his nose and face.

It's cool, but not icy, so it shouldn't be cold.

Jiang Wanwan smiled at him, then exhaled a puff of white mist, which quickly dissipated into the air.

"Wait? What's that in your hand?"

Jiang Wanwan noticed that there seemed to be a strange mark on Chen Xi's palm. She tapped it with her finger, and the word "Ding" slowly appeared on the palm of her hand.

"This is... Taixutian's technique."

"Taixutian?"

"It's Chen Yan, but I just found out her name today."

Chen Xi watched the words on the palm of her hand slowly disappear and said, "Well, when I came back today, I told you about what happened on the road. I asked if I could learn her trick and she taught me."

Jiang Wanwan frowned: "She even gave you this thing casually, brother, did you really not know her before?"

Chen Xi shook his head to indicate that he didn't know it: "Why? Is this something very valuable?"

Chen Yan tried to teach him at that time, but Chen Xi was still confused after listening for a long time. Then the other party wrote a word on his palm and told him to just use it.

"It's important to say it's important, but it's also not important to say it's not important..."

Jiang Wanwan lifted up her non-existent glasses:

"It's impossible for gods to do everything themselves. They definitely need people to help run errands. But if their subordinates are too useless, it won't work. So gods will give their power as a gift. Those who receive the gift are equivalent to the gods' agents, just like the characters like priests, saints, and bishops in fantasy works."

"Is this something so important?"

Chen Xi looked at the palm of his hand and said, "Then I should give it back to her as soon as possible."

Jiang Wanwan held him back and said, "It's all given, so don't worry about it. In fact, this kind of 'agent' model is not uncommon. For example, Mr. Guan had at least 100,000 'agents' in his previous life. That's why I said that it's important, but it's not important either."

"Mr. Guan has so many agents."

“Well, actually, agents are a type of mind cultivator, and Mr. Guan is even more special, as his agents have a complete system.

Mind cultivation is a way of practicing to indirectly obtain spiritual energy, which is divided into three categories: wish, faith, and business.

Mr. Xiangguan is supported by the people and gains power from the incense and vows. He converts the power from the incense and vows into spiritual power, and cultivates it from the bottom up, which is called vow cultivation.

The agent obtains power from the gods from top to bottom, which is called faith and cultivation.

Mr. Guan's 100,000 agents are actually the armed forces of this country. They call them - Mushou Ming. " "I see. "

He didn't bother about it anymore. Seeing how readily Chen Yan gave it to him, it probably wasn't something particularly important.

In fact, there is one thing Jiang Wanwan didn’t say. Mr. Guan will indeed have nearly 100,000 agents in the future, but the nature of Mr. Guan is different from that of all other gods. The power of Mr. Guan’s agents comes from the people and is used for the people, while other gods really give it from their own origins. Most gods can only find one or two agents at most.

Chen Xi looked at his palm, not knowing what he was thinking. Thinking of today's experience, he suddenly sighed.

Jiang Wanwan rarely saw her brother sighing, and looked at him with some worry.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened today made me feel that I suddenly don't know what the world will be like in the future, and I am a little worried."

Jiang Wanwan understood what he was worried about, and suddenly hummed twice in a proud manner, and said with a smile:
"Do you want to be protected by the great King of the Underworld? Call me Sister Wanwan and become my slave!"

"I know every little skirt in Wanwan's wardrobe, whether it's JK, Hanfu, cheongsam, Gothic or even ethnic style, all styles of skirts are under my skirt..."

Before Chen Xi could finish his words, Jiang Wanwan, whose face was flushed, covered his mouth.

She was so angry that she chopped his head off like a woodpecker and cursed him with words that had zero offensive power.

At this time, the two of them were walking on the side of the road. Chen Xi was pushing a stroller, and next to him was such a beautiful and lively young wife. I don't know how many single dogs were gritting their teeth along the way.

Chen Xi stopped thinking about these things and talked to Jiang Wanwan about how the food was at the star-rated hotel tonight. It was their first time to go to such a high-end place.

Jiang Wanwan thought it was nothing and said that Chen Xi’s home-cooked meals were still the best.

Chen Xi felt that she was just complimenting him. He knew his own level well, and it was not as exaggerated as she said. She even said that other people's cabbage soup was not as good as his crucian carp soup, thinking that this girl just wanted to drink crucian carp soup.

At this time, little Chen Yi was babbling and didn't want to sit in the stroller, so Chen Xi put her down and took a walk. Otherwise, she would not want to sleep at night, and he would be the one to suffer.

"Oh oh oh oh-"

Bees attack!
As soon as little Chen Yi was put on the ground, he was like a wound-up spring, rushing forward with endless energy, but when he ran it seemed like he would fall down at any time.

"Ah! Wait! Don't run!"

Jiang Wanwan hurriedly chased after him.

After all, we are now on the side of the road, it is past the evening rush hour at around 8 o'clock, there are not many cars so the road is not congested, and the Jiangcheng driver is driving very fast.

Chen Xi pushed the stroller and followed behind. Looking at Wanwan, who still looked like a girl, he chased after the child in panic, shouting "Slow down, run slower." Suddenly, he was distracted.

This feeling is... too happy!

When he marries Wanwan and has his own real children, will it be like this?

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from the side of the road.

The sharp metal friction sound of severely worn brake pads attracted the attention of everyone around.

"Get out of the way!"

Everyone on the street saw a truck brake suddenly, but the brakes failed and it was bound to crash into the sidewalk.

A little kid running happily on the side of the road looks so small under the light of a pair of car headlights.

Chen Xi was startled and looked at Wanwan and Xiao Chenyi in the other direction. He was relieved when he realized that it was not their house.

I only heard a mother's shrill cry from the roadside:

"don't want--"

"--Certainly!"

As he was rushing to the spark, he saw a dark shadow rushing to the rescue.

The black shadow held the little girl in his arms, and the speeding truck got stuck for a moment one thousandth of a second before hitting the two of them.

Chen Xi hugged the child and rushed forward.

He turned around in the air and slid several meters on his back before the stalled truck rushed forward again until it hit a roadside tree.

After a while, the crowd cheered.

The mother almost fell down, and after she came to her senses, she wiped her tears and ran over in panic.

Because of the thick winter clothes, Chen Xi was fine. The little guy in his arms was looking at him with a confused face.

He smiled and asked:
"handsome or not?"

The little guy was stunned for two seconds, daring not to move, and cried for his mother.

Chen Xi wasn't embarrassed, after all, he was just a kid.

The world has indeed changed.

But it doesn’t necessarily bring only bad results.

(End of this chapter)