Not a god

Chapter 8 A bunch of gods

Three more strange guests came.

Chen Xi looked at Wanwan and the others' reactions, and had a rough guess about the identity of the person who came.

After all, how do we define God?
Is it the person who holds the highest position and decides the life and death of countless people? In that case, the so-called gods are just a different form of high officials, rich people and other classes that control social resources.

Is he a person with supreme wisdom who can see through the truth of the universe and the meaning of life? But from the three he has met so far, none of them look like him.

If they are called gods because of their immortality, then after knowing that these people can live for a very long time, Chen Xi can only sigh, "How amazing!" Apart from this, he has no other thoughts to express.

Or have they done something great, made a great contribution to the collective, the country, and all of humanity? But Chen Xi didn't know any of these people except Jiang Wanwan, and didn't know what contributions they had made or what great people they were.

No, Wanwan is so cute. Her mere birth has made a contribution to this world.

Chen Xi didn't know how to get along with gods.

But as the saying goes, the customer is God, so no matter who they are, the moment they walk into this store, they are like gods to Chen Xi.

"What would you like to drink? However, our store is not officially open yet, so the only things you can order are lattes and Americanos."

The old man came in and looked around, then took something out from his arms with a smile, walked straight towards Chen Xi, and stuffed the thing into his arms: "Gift for meeting, gift for meeting."

No, no, this is too weird, isn't it? Why would someone stuff something strange into someone's arms right after they meet him? And he stuffed it into his arms with a strong sense of stealth, and looked around while stuffing it into his arms. What is he doing? Is it something dangerous? So weird! Including the three guys mentioned above, what kind of weird guys are the so-called gods?

Jiang Wanwan seemed to know what it was and hurried over to stop him: "Don't stuff anything into my brother's pocket!"

"Hey! For the children, for the children."

The old man stuffed it into his arms.

Chen Xi looked down and saw that it was a copy of the Book of Changes.

It turns out it’s just a book, but who would give out the "Book of Changes" to people in person? Are you preaching?

The elder dare not refuse the gift.

Chen Xi took it reluctantly: "Thank you, the Book of Changes...Excuse me, are you the Jiang Ziya or Jiang Taigong they are talking about?"

"Well, maybe it is, maybe it is not."

He always tells riddles as soon as he opens his mouth.

Perhaps seeing the thoughts on his face, the old immortal said cheerfully:
"I am a Nen practitioner, you may not understand. For example, if Ultraman really appears one day, what do you think is the reason? Is it because it already exists, or is it because the fantasy thing has been materialized?"

Jiang Ziya knew that putting aside the matter of Ultraman for the time being, Chen Xi had some understanding of what the other party meant.

"You mean you're just imagining it?"

The old immortal shook his head and said, "It's half and half. I did assist King Wen and King Wu in the past, and became a god by eating incense three thousand years ago. However, the incense contained people's expectations and visions, mixed with countless people's imaginations. Three thousand years is too far away. Perhaps in this process, I gradually separated myself from the historical me and became the me that the general public thinks of me."

The "Book of Changes" seems to have been written by King Wen of Zhou in prison before he rebelled against the Shang Dynasty. In history, after Jiang Taigong met King Wen at the Wei River, he assisted the Zhou Dynasty in destroying the Shang Dynasty. Now, the other party handing himself a copy of the "Book of Changes" is probably really the same as preaching.

"Three thousand years ago..." The old man thought of these years and felt that they were light and floating. He could not feel the weight of history at all. He talked about them as if he was talking about last week: "They all turned into smoke."

Thinking of cultivation, Chen Xi had an idea in his mind.

It is a way of practice that requires cultivating believers and practicing through eating incense and burning candles, but one's self will be changed by the collective will of the world.

"Will I lose myself when I become a god?"

Jiang Ziya chuckled: "If we discuss this, it will involve philosophical questions. What exactly is 'I'?"

Kind of scary.

Chen Xi looked back at Jiang Wanwan. Jiang Wanwan knew what he meant and quickly waved her hand and said, "I, I am a spiritual practitioner, not a mind practitioner."

If Wanwan was Nian Xiu, Chen Xi would really have to use all his heart to persuade her to give up.

A middle-aged woman nearby also looked at her son nervously. Ashura folded his arms with his six hands and said arrogantly, "I'm not a mind cultivator. I'm a body cultivator. That's why I don't have that kind of serious consequences!"

"Haha, mind cultivation also has its advantages. Those old friends all disappeared with the Jedi Tiantong. Only I woke up because of the revival of spiritual energy."

The old immortal said: "Of course not everyone can become a Nian Xiu. To become a Nian Xiu requires qualifications and conditions."

"I see... I'm so sorry for asking a lot of questions right when we met." Chen Xi apologized.

"Don't worry about it, it's rare that young people want to chat with old people."

Gods all seem to be easy to talk to... But it may also be because there is a gloomy-looking Wanwan behind him who looks like he will curse to death anyone who dares to be rude to him.

Eh? Then what am I? A stand user?

Asura had the worst temper and asked directly: "Stop talking about this, old man, do you know what's going on now?"

"Aro, don't be so rude!"

Chen Xi noticed that the young woman's education had always remained verbal and had no educational effect at all. He thought that he would definitely not do this when he and Wanwan had children in the future.

The old immortal didn't care, and still looked kind and gentle: "Mr. Ashura still has such a bad temper."

Zhao Wu looked at the working woman holding the baby and said, "Is this your child? You are already a mother now. Has my sister ever heard that you have a child?"

"I found it on the road. I'll give it to you if you like it." The woman said as she took a sip of wine and looked at Chen Xi:
"I just noticed at the door that you seem to be drinking during the day and drinking at night?"

"Yeah that's right."

"I have a very good relationship with the Queen of the Underworld. Would you like to buy me a drink?"

"I haven't received any drinks yet, sorry."

"I see. I'll come drink here again next time."

"Yes, you are most welcome."

The plump female Taoist priest was looking at the decoration, or Feng Shui, and walked to the front desk and said to Chen Xi: "One iced Americano, thank you."

"Okay, I'll charge you 15."

The Taoist priest looked lazy and waved to Jiang Wanwan: "Wanwan, long time no see."

Jiang Wanwan also smiled for the first time: "Okay, long time no see."

"Your fate is too complicated. I didn't calculate your WeChat. I didn't expect to meet you by chance... It's not a coincidence. After all, I chose Jiangcheng because it will be Fengdu in the future."

Can fortune telling include WeChat?

Chen Xi noticed that this person did not call her "Emperor of the Underworld" or "Empress" but simply called her "Wanwan".

Chen Xi guessed that she and Wanwan would be more familiar with each other in the future.

The Taoist priest has a very extraordinary temperament. She has a plump figure but not a trace of worldly air. Instead, she has a kind of cool and ethereal air. Her eyes are also cool and she looks like she doesn't care about anything.

Kind of like those misogynistic high school kids who are unhappy with everything.

Wanwan smiled shyly and took the initiative to introduce Chen Xi: "This, this is me...my boyfriend Chen Xi, and this is Taoist Master Yu Zhiwei, a Qi cultivator."

"Auto repair?"

Chen Xi had no reason to imagine that the Taoist priest would switch into combat mode and attack like a Transformer. The scene seemed a bit weird and disrespectful.

"Qi, the true Qi."

She suddenly came close, with her face very close.

Chen Xi took a step back, then looked at her warily: "What are you doing?"

"Your destiny...why can't you see it clearly?"

(End of this chapter)