Gods of the Nation: You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!

Chapter 18 You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!
"Strange, how come it's not there?"

Lu Chenzi searched carefully.

He looked at not only the main hall and side halls, but also the densely packed list of names in the backyard.

But in the end, they couldn't find Magu and Yansu's fate.

"Does the Zhao Clan Temple not have the divine positions of these two deities?"

Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong; theoretically, this possibility couldn't be ruled out.

He didn't believe it, so he looked at it carefully and thoroughly again.

As it turned out... he really didn't!
"It's over!"

Previously, Lu Chen thought the Zhao Clan Temple was large enough and had many deities.

Looking at it now, all sorts of gods and deities combined amount to only eighty or ninety.

It couldn't even supply a quarter of the gods in Heaven.

"Why did it have to break down at this crucial moment!?"

Lu Chen was truly speechless.

How can he worship if there is no shrine?

How can he accept the mission if he doesn't offer sacrifices?
Moreover, even the Zhao Family Temple, a Confucian temple, does not have those two deities.

The probability of a martial temple like the Qian family or the Sun family being involved is even lower.

The Wang family, which is also a Confucian temple, might be a possibility.

But what makes Lu Chen believe in the Sun family and make them go to such lengths to go to the Wang family temple with him to worship?

What if the Wang family temple doesn't have these two deities either? Wouldn't that be a complete disaster?

Lu Chen knew very well that only by resolving the problem at the Zhao Clan Temple could he possibly accept this mission!

"How to do how to do?"

Lu Chen scratched his head and ears in frustration.

The opportunity was right in front of them, but this sudden change caught them off guard.

Lu Chen was extremely depressed, his gaze unconsciously wandering over the divine chart.

at this time!

Two lines of text suddenly caught his eye—

Above are four eye-catching characters: "The Underworld".

Below is a line of smaller text: "Hall of Yama".

Upon seeing these two lines, Lu Chen's brows furrowed instantly, and several words almost instinctively popped into his mind.

"King Yama...the Book of Life and Death...the Great Sage Equalizing Accounts...those monkeys and their offspring from Flower Fruit Mountain..."

Each word seemed to trigger a chain reaction, naturally leading to the next one.

Until the words "monkeys and their offspring from Flower Fruit Mountain" appeared—

boom!
A thunderclap seemed to explode in his mind.

"That's right! How could I forget Him! The god who controls life and death in ancient legends!"

—King Yama.

Also known as Yama, the King of Hell!
One of the Ten Kings of Hell.

They hold the Book of Life and Death, reward the good and punish the evil, judge the yin and yang, and maintain order in the underworld.

At the same time, He is also the key link between the "realms of life and death".

On one hand, He takes souls and determines the time limit for life and death.

There is a folk saying that goes, "If the King of Hell wants you dead at midnight, who dares to keep you alive until dawn?" This shows the power of his life-or-death judgment.

On the other hand, Yama also has the power to bring people back to life and grant them extended lifespans.

This is recorded in various ancient mythological texts.

All it takes is for Yama, the King of Hell, to mark it on the Book of Life and Death.

The soul of the deceased can be brought back to life and reborn as a human.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong wreaks havoc in the underworld and tears up the Book of Life and Death.

This also allowed the monkeys and their descendants on Flower Fruit Mountain to escape the cycle of reincarnation and live as long as the heavens.

If we're talking about extending lifespan, which deity is more powerful than Yama, the King of Hell?
If the birthday person comes, everyone will have to stand aside.

After all, whether it's the birthday star, Magu, or even the fate of prolonging life.

Their skills are mostly limited to providing timely help or adding to existing strengths, such as boosting health bars.

Those who receive his blessings will ultimately not escape birth, aging, sickness, and death, and will eventually turn into a handful of dust.

On the other hand, Yama, the King of Hell, is different.

If he truly wants someone to live, then he has the ability to keep them alive indefinitely.

The premise is that he is willing to do so.

Moreover, Yama is undoubtedly the coldest of the coldest! Not only him, but the entire pantheon of gods in the underworld is almost entirely composed of coldest gods.

Even the Emperor of Fengdu was no exception.

After all, what kind of good person would bother praying to the King of Hell for no reason?
Don't you think it's bad luck?
People turn pale at the mention of it and avoid it at all costs.

Not to mention offerings.

In the entire underworld, only the supreme leader, Houtu Niangniang, has a relatively prosperous incense offering.

After all, the latter was an ancient colossus and one of the creator gods, whose status and position were incomparable to these underworld deities.

In a flash, Lu Chen made a decision: "It's you I've chosen! Yama!"

He turned around abruptly and strode quickly toward the Hall of Longevity once more.

At this moment, despair filled the hall like a tidal wave.

Sun Qingcang slumped in his chair, looking gaunt, as if all his strength had been drained away.

His wife, Song, covered her face with her sleeve and wept incessantly.

His two children also looked worried and helpless.

Seeing that things couldn't continue like this, and that the Longevity Star Hall still needed to keep doing business, Zhao Zhihong leaned closer to Sun Qingcang and whispered words of comfort:

"Mr. Sun, don't be discouraged. The old man hasn't reached that point yet. I think there's still a chance. If all else fails, try contacting those two. With your connections and resources, Mr. Sun, there might still be a glimmer of hope."

Sun Qingcang's lips moved slightly, but in the end he could only nod weakly: "Manager Zhao, you've gone to a lot of trouble. It's getting late, so we won't bother your temple any longer. Yourong!"

Sun Yourong understood, took out a card from her bag, and handed it to Zhao Zhihong: "Manager Zhao, thank you for your hard work. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

Zhao Zhihong quickly declined, saying, "You're too kind, Miss. Our families are not that close. Is it really necessary to be so polite?"

Sun Qingcang struggled to his feet and waved his hand: "Take it and give my regards to Patriarch Zhao."

Sun Yourong directly shoved the card into Zhao Zhihong's hand.

Zhao Zhihong had no choice but to accept it, nodding repeatedly: "I will definitely deliver it, Mr. Sun, please rest assured!"

"Let's go!"

Sun Qingcang waved his hand, his face ashen, and walked at the front.

At this moment, the worshippers outside the hall automatically made way for them.

As Sun Qingcang watched the setting sun in the distance, its blood-red hue intensifying his sense of desolation.

"Father, I've done my best!"

He gritted his teeth, each step he took feeling incredibly heavy.

"Please wait!!"

Just then, a clear shout suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap, resounding in all directions!

Everyone followed the sound.

At the end of the road where the crowd parted,
Lu Chen stood quietly in the distance, facing the Sun family from afar.

Sun Qingcang frowned, looking puzzled.

Zhao Zhihong, standing behind him, was also stunned: Why is it this kid? He hasn't left yet?
Before he could even utter a rebuke,
Lu Chen strode forward and said loudly, "Patriarch Sun, if I have a way to pray for your father's longevity, would you be willing to let me try?"

boom! ! !
These words, once spoken, were like a boulder falling into a deep pool, instantly creating a huge wave!

The area outside the Longevity Hall erupted in an uproar.

"Isn't this the lucky one who received a predestined connection just now?"

"Yes! How did he, who used to worship the God of Wealth, suddenly become able to add years to his life?"

Many pilgrims recognized Lu Chen, and discussions arose.

The expressions of the Sun family members changed drastically.

Sun Qingcang's expression changed drastically, and he asked incredulously, "What did you say? You can also pray for blessings and offer longevity?!"

"That's nonsense!"

His response was a stern rebuke from Zhao Zhihong standing to the side.

He took a step forward, pointed at Lu Chen, and shouted angrily, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting here! Don't you know where you are? Who gives you the right to act like this? Get out of here!"

After saying that, he turned to Sun Qingcang and said, "Mr. Sun, please don't believe his nonsense! This man has only ever worshipped two deities: one is Wenchang Dijun, and the other is a so obscure deity you may never have even heard of, the 'God of Wealth.' How could he possibly know anything about methods for praying for blessings and longevity!"

"Yes."

Many of the pilgrims echoed this sentiment.

Upon hearing this, the glimmer of hope that Sun Qingcang had just ignited was instantly extinguished.

"You brat, how dare you make fun of us?!"

Behind him, Sun Xingwen, the second young master of the Sun family, was furious upon hearing this.

At this critical juncture, how can anyone still dare to play tricks on them?
Several lives!

Are you tired of living?!
　One more chapter, I'll upload it as soon as it's finished!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)