How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 474 The True Self
Inside the restaurant.

The original dining table has now been turned into a mahjong table, where more than twenty middle-aged men and women have gathered. If you live in the town year-round, you will definitely recognize them. These people are the owners of various shops nearby, and they can be said to support the GDP of the entire street.

"Has anyone heard of the Essence of Life? North Wind?" Zhang Fude asked the others while playing mahjong.

"I've only heard of Life No. 1, not Life Essence. What is that? Red Center," He Sanxi asked curiously.

"It is said to have the effects of strengthening the body, protecting the liver and stomach, calming the nerves and aiding sleep, and anti-aging and beautifying the skin," Zhang Fude said after thinking for a moment.

"Holy crap, this isn't medicine, it's clearly an elixir of immortality! Old Ren, you sell medicine, have you ever heard of this medicine?" He Sanxi turned to look at Ren Meixia, the person next to him.

"Never heard of it," Ren Meixia shook her head. "Uncle De, where did you hear about it? Which factory produces this medicine? I'll contact their sales representative right now."

“It wasn’t produced by any factory; Zhang Wen made it himself,” Zhang Fude said.

"Wait a minute, Uncle De, wasn't Zhang Wenxue majoring in computer science? When did it become pharmacy?" Wu Tonghua asked, puzzled.

“I don’t know either.” Zhang Fude shook his head and continued, “I had someone investigate his situation over the past two years. Starting last year, it was like he was on a cheat code. He became an art exam teacher, a psychological counselor, a trainee trainer, a screenwriter, and a musician. In just one year, he has already earned hundreds of millions. It’s too weird.”

"what?"

Everyone present was stunned upon hearing this.

If they remember correctly, Zhang Wen still owes Uncle De a million.

Starting with a million in debt, how can one become a billionaire in a year? It sounds unbelievable.

"Master De, you're not secretly helping him, are you?" someone asked suspiciously.

"Bullshit, do you think I'd risk my life to help him?" Zhang Fude said irritably.

Upon hearing what Master De said, everyone immediately dismissed that possibility.

Yes, Master De was the guardian assigned to Zhang Wen by the higher-ups. Unless Master De was a perfectly good immortal who wanted to experience the cycle of reincarnation, he would never do such a foolish thing.

“Just yesterday…” Li Xiuwen said, “Zhang Wen brought back a fruit gift box with two peaches inside. Fude and I think he might have had some kind of extraordinary encounter, or maybe a deity is helping him. You guys should help us analyze it.”

Upon hearing this, the eyes of those around immediately lit up.

"A fairy peach? Is it really a fairy peach?"

"Uncle De, what does a fairy peach look like? Let me see it quickly."

"Uncle De, have you eaten? What does it taste like?"

The group of people who were looking at the cards all turned to look at Zhang Fude, their eyes filled with curiosity.

You should know that immortal peaches are something that only the gods in heaven can eat, and they have never even seen them, let alone eaten them.

"Naturally, it's sweeter than ordinary peaches, but the key is the effect after consuming it, absolutely..." Zhang Fude suddenly stopped, looking at the envious gazes around him, and put away his excited expression, "Why am I telling you all this? You've all lived in the human realm for hundreds of years, have you ever seen a celestial peach anywhere?"

The group looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I've never seen it. If I had, I would have ascended to heaven long ago."

"I've never even heard of immortal peaches growing in the human realm."

"Boss De, didn't you ask Zhang Wen? Why didn't you just ask him?" someone asked, puzzled.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Fude rolled his eyes. "If I asked, wouldn't my identity be exposed? How would I get along with him after that?"

After thinking about it, everyone agreed.

“I also suspect he has some magical artifact. You should inquire around and see if any great immortals came to the mortal realm and passed through the capital last year,” Li Xiuwen said.

"it is good."

"no problem."

Everyone readily agreed.

"Do you think Zhang Wen might already know about his background?" Song Daqing suddenly asked.

Zhang Fude paused, exchanged a glance with his wife at the next table, and both saw nervousness in each other's eyes.

Why didn't they think of this possibility before?
"No, really? If this gets back to the celestial realm, the great immortal who told him will also be banished to the mortal world," Wu Tonghua said in surprise.

"We even have immortal peaches, what can't we do?" Song Daqing said with a smirk.

"..."

Everyone present fell silent.

Yes, even immortal peaches have appeared in the human world, so what else can't happen?

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Song Daqing didn't say anything and continued playing mahjong. His idea was very simple: if no one opened the door, the people outside would naturally leave.

However, half a minute later, the person outside still hadn't left and continued to knock on the door, as if they were having a tug-of-war with it.

Song Daqing frowned. There was a notice posted outside that said "Open for business on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year," so why were they knocking on the door, and why were they knocking on it so incessantly?

When playing mahjong, the worst thing is to be disturbed.

He reluctantly stood up, put his cards face down, and looked at the three people at the table, saying, "Don't look at my cards!"

After saying that, he walked towards the restaurant entrance.

"Who is it?" Song Daqing asked through the roller shutter.

"Uncle Song, it's me, Zhang Wen!"

Song Daqing was startled and turned to look at Zhang Fude and Li Xiuwen. It was just as he had imagined.

Zhang Fude was also taken aback. He didn't expect Zhang Wen to come here. Could something have happened at the supermarket?

That shouldn't be the case. What urgent matter could happen on the first day of the Lunar New Year?

"What are you standing there for? Open the door!" Li Xiuwen reminded him.

"Oh." Upon hearing this, Song Daqing immediately bent down and opened the roller shutter door, smiling as he said to the young man standing outside, "Zhang Wen, are you here to see your Uncle Zhang?"

"Okay," Zhang Wen replied, then walked into the restaurant.

A glance swept over the twenty-odd people, and skill panels immediately appeared.

Among all the skills, there is one called magic.

We've really stumbled into a mage's den.

"Zhang Wen, what's the matter?" Zhang Fude asked, puzzled.

Zhang Wen looked at Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, then at the others, and slowly said, "Dear uncles and aunts, I have a question for you to answer."

Everyone was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter in unison.

"If you have any questions, just ask. Why be so polite with your uncles and aunts?"

"As expected of college students, they are so polite even when asking a question."

Zhang Fude smiled and said, "Zhang Wen, what's the question? Go ahead and ask."

Zhang Wen took a deep breath and asked with a serious expression, "Uncles and aunts, who exactly are you? Or are you even human?"

"..." After he finished speaking, the entire restaurant fell silent instantly, all smiles vanished, and a hint of panic flashed in everyone's eyes. But after meeting Zhang Wen's sharp gaze, they all looked away and turned to Zhang Fude and Li Xiuwen.

Zhang Fude was also in a panic, but he quickly came to his senses, forced a smile, and pretended not to understand, saying, "Zhang Wen, what's wrong with you? Are you still half asleep? I'm your Uncle Zhang."

After hearing this, the others also spoke up.

"Zhang Wen, I'm Uncle Zhou. I used to cut your hair when you were a kid."

"Zhang Wen, you don't even recognize Aunt Bai? You used to frequent her bathhouse, have you forgotten?"

"..."

Zhang Wen looked at these familiar strangers in front of him. He had heard everything outside. They kept talking about gods and immortals and even knew about immortal peaches. How could they be mortals?
These were indeed his uncles and aunts who had watched him grow up, but at this moment, they felt like complete strangers to him.

"Are you not human?" Zhang Wen asked.

Everyone present froze. Zhang Fude quickly said, "How can you talk like that? What are we if not human?"

“Yes, Zhang Wen,” Li Xiuwen said at this moment, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Zhang Wen remained unmoved, staring intently at Li Xiuwen, and continued to ask, "Are you immortals?"

Li Xiuwen's heart skipped a beat, and she said stiffly, "Zhang, Zhang Wen, what's wrong with you? What kind of deity? How can there be deities in this world? Did someone tell you something?"

“Zhang Wen, you are an outstanding young man of the new era. You can’t be into feudal superstitions,” Zhang Fude chimed in.

"Uncle, Aunt, I heard your entire conversation outside," Zhang Wen said bluntly.

what?
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

What were you all saying just now?

It seems like they mentioned immortal peaches and immortals...

That's it, we're doomed.

Everyone looked at Zhang Fude and Li Xiuwen, regarding them as their pillars of support. In fact, these "people" did indeed listen to the Deye couple.

Zhang Fude looked at Zhang Wen in surprise. They weren't talking loudly just now, and the door was closed with the roller shutter drawn. How could they have heard them?
“Zhang Wen, you…” Li Xiuwen opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn’t know what to say.

"Uncles and aunts," Zhang Wen pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at everyone as he said, "I know the consequences of helping me will be severe, so I don't need your help. I just need you to tell me the truth. You've all watched me grow up; surely you won't disregard this small favor?"

"..."

The scene was completely silent; no one spoke.

Seeing this, Zhang Wen knew that these people wouldn't speak unless he revealed some of his secrets, so he said, "Actually, I know I'm not an ordinary person. For example, I know a little about magic."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look, their eyes filled with disbelief. They had previously thought the other party had only overheard some information, but they never expected that the other party even knew about magic.

If that's the case, then there's nothing to hide.

Zhang Fude swallowed hard, recalling how his spells had failed to work on the other party before. Could it be that the other party knew he had used magic and then silently neutralized it?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally relented, "Okay, then I'll..."

"Husband!" Li Xiuwen suddenly spoke, trying to stop her husband from continuing.

Zhang Fude sighed and said, "Wife, it's too late to hide it now, and he'll find out sooner or later anyway, so let's just tell him."

Li Xiuwen bit her lip lightly and finally nodded.

They only told them some things, without offering any help, so the Heavenly Court probably won't blame them.

Zhang Fude stood up and said in a serious tone, "Zhang Wen, actually I am the local earth god of this area of ​​the capital, your aunt is the earth goddess, and all the other uncles and aunts are demons in this area who can take human form..."

"what???"

Zhang Wen's eyes widened in shock, almost popping out of their sockets.

Earth God and Earth Goddess?

And a group of fairies?
Damn it!
So all these years, he's been living with two gods and a group of demons?
Fortunately, he met his ancestor and learned that there really are immortals in this world; otherwise, he would definitely have thought Uncle Zhang was mentally ill.

"And what about me? Who am I?" Zhang Wen asked, his voice trembling.

“You are the reincarnation of the God of Literature, who has come to the human realm to undergo tribulation. As long as you can accumulate enough incense offerings, you can ascend to immortality and become the true God of Literature,” Zhang Fude said.

"What? I'm the reincarnation of the God of Literature?" Zhang Wen was completely dumbfounded.

How could it be him?
Shouldn't it be his ancestor?

Zhang Wen's consciousness quickly entered the Wenqu Tower. Looking at the statue of Wenqu Xingjun in the very center, he was lost in memories.

I remember the first time I came here, I felt that the statue looked a lot like him. At the time, I thought that the Zhang family ancestor had the ability to see that he was a filial son and virtuous grandson. With him, we would definitely be able to collect enough incense to support the ancestor's ascension, so that's why he was chosen. I never thought that the statue was him.

But speaking of which, isn't the portrait hanging in the art exam training center and the training department just a photoshopped image based on his picture?

I initially thought it was because of the high DNA similarity that offering incense was effective.

In retrospect, it all came to him by sheer chance.

Zhang Wen reached up and touched his forehead; he was still alive.

Thinking about how many incense sticks he had burned over the past six months, he felt depressed.

Who burns incense for themselves?

"No wonder I can see other people's skill panels. It turns out I am the reincarnation of the God of Literature," Zhang Wen muttered to himself.

So, it's actually him who's going to ascend? He won't need anyone to carry him anymore?

Great!
"Skill panel?" Zhang Fude was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You can already see other people's skill panels?"

"Yes, we could see it last year, and we could even see the negative personality derivatives in other people," Zhang Wen said truthfully.

“That shouldn’t be the case. The ability of the God of Literature is the ability of the God of Literature, and you are still a reincarnation. You shouldn’t have this ability.” Zhang Fude was full of doubt.

Reincarnation and tribulation must be carried out in the form of a mortal. If one already possesses the abilities of a deity, then what need is there for tribulation?

"Star Lord, where did you get the immortal peaches?" Li Xiuwen asked at this moment, even changing her form of address.

“Wenqu Pagoda!” Zhang Wen said.

"What? The Wenqu Tower?" Li Xiuwen was startled at first, then stammered, "The Wenqu Tower is the residence of the Wenqu Star Lord. You are not yet one, so how could you enter the Wenqu Tower? How did you get in?"

After speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window at the sky.

“Consciousness, it’s entered through consciousness,” Zhang Wen said.

They're all gods, there's no need to hide it.

Moreover, he could sense that these people meant him no harm. If they did, he wouldn't be alive today; he would have been strangled to death when he was a child.

Moreover, he is currently only in a reincarnated body and knows nothing about himself, the God of Literature, or the celestial realm. He urgently needs to learn more from the Earth God and Earth Goddess.

"Consciousness? Astral projection?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding fairies unconsciously swallowed hard, thinking: No wonder he is the God of Literature, even in his reincarnation he is so awesome.

If it were them, if their consciousness dared to leave their bodies, they would be struck by lightning and their souls would be scattered.

……

(End of this chapter)