Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

As dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, the village roosters crowed, waking the slumbering earth.

Early morning, Mushroom Town, Room No. 1.

Miao Zhiming got out of bed, took the torch from the wooden box by his bedside, and hung it back on the mushroom wall.

Both of these items were bestowed by the White Immortal Lord; one can contain all things, and the other is illuminated all night long.

He picked up the apple from the table, held it to his nose, and took a deep breath. The apple's unique aroma filled his nostrils.

After a long while, Miao Zhiming's confused mind cleared up, and he gently put it down.

This divine fruit, even just smelling it makes one feel refreshed.

He couldn't bear to eat it like that.

Not long ago, all those refugees were absorbed, and Liu... no, there are a few more scholars in Licheng now, although only a minority can receive divine gifts.

However, at least he can read and write, and can do some simple tasks. After delegating the tasks, he now has some time of his own.

My gaze swept over the neatly arranged books, including the Four Books and Five Classics, interspersed with books that recorded stories of immortals, such as "Zhen Gao" and "Lie Xian Zhuan".

Miao Zhiming had never read books about immortals before, but now he has read books from both Taoism and Buddhism, hoping to find records about the White Immortal Lord.

Time passed as the book flowed by, when suddenly a series of footsteps could be heard.

"Zhiming, I brought you food!" Wei Shi called out, holding a bamboo basket and with a steamed bun stuffed in his mouth. "Hey, it's just out of the pot, still warm!"

"Thanks, Wei Shi," Miao Zhiming said softly.

Wei Shi waved his hand and said, "No problem. Hey, Zhiming, any progress?"

"No, I've searched through all the ancient books I could find, but there's no record of Bai Xianjun." Miao Zhiming was somewhat discouraged. He frowned and sighed.

"Hey, books are written by people. They haven't seen them, so naturally they wouldn't know. If they didn't find it, they didn't find it. Does the fact that it's not in the book mean that Immortal Lord Bai isn't a true immortal?" Wei Shi shook his head indifferently.

He suddenly took a wooden box wrapped in red cloth from the bamboo basket, mysteriously handed it to Miao Zhiming, and said with a grin, "Open it and see, you'll be very surprised!"

Miao Zhiming took it with a puzzled look, opened it, and was instantly stunned.

It was a statue of a person, with an air of elegance between his brows, a straight nose, slightly parted lips, and gentle eyes, as if he could see into the deepest pain and confusion in people's hearts.

With a smile on her lips, she showed compassion for the world. Her long hair flowed over her shoulders and fluttered in the wind. Her clothing was adorned with delicate patterns and smooth lines.

"This is... a statue of the White Immortal Lord!" Miao Zhiming exclaimed in surprise. "Where did this come from?"

"Hey, a new carpenter came a few days ago. He said he was good at carving human figures. That guy carved a statue of a celestial deity and put it in his home, worshipping it every day."

Wei Shi's lips curled up as he continued, "Within a few days, the neighbors saw that he could carve statues of the White Immortal Lord. The news spread like wildfire. I was lucky enough to find out early and had him carve two statues for me. Now, there are countless people who want him to carve statues of the deity."

"You can keep this safe. Otherwise, knowing your personality, you probably wouldn't even ask if you wanted it. Don't worry, I've already given you the money."

But Miao Zhiming stared at the statue, lost in thought, no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Wei Shi's eyes flashed, and he joked, pretending to take it back: "What, you don't want it? Then I'll take it back. I'll just bow to both of them when I get back."

Miao Zhiming quickly shielded the box behind his back, saying expressionlessly, "I want it, I didn't say I didn't! I was just wondering, does Immortal Lord Bai know about this?"

"You should know, right? At worst, we can talk to Immortal Lord Bai about it. Besides, it's normal for immortals to receive offerings, right? Immortal Lord Bai shouldn't say anything, should he?" Wei Shi scratched his head and said cautiously.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded at the door. Liu Er, clutching a live chicken from the real world, rushed in, panting, and said, "Brother Zhiming, Brother Wei, the boss has urgent business with you. He also needs to bring that Sky Tiger and a bandit without a hat!"

Did the White Immortal Lord find out about the collection of the immortal statues?

This is too fast!

Miao Zhiming's heart seemed to skip a beat, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes. The box containing the statue of the Immortal Lord in his arms made him feel an indescribable embarrassment.

He subconsciously glanced at Wei Shi, only to see Wei Shi pause for a moment, then suddenly stand up and say sincerely, "Ah, you need to find that Mountain Tiger and the bandits, right? I know where he is. Liu Er, you and your brother Zhiming go first, so the Immortal Lord won't wait too long. I'll be right back!"

After saying that, he immediately ran out of the mushroom house, leaving Miao Zhiming wide-eyed, bewildered in the wind with the statue of the immortal lord.

They just ran away like that!

Is this even worthy of being called a human being?

Not knowing what had happened, Liu Er tentatively asked, "Then, Brother Zhiming, shall we go first?"

"Please wait a moment."

After saying that, Miao Zhiming carefully took the box and left his bedroom.

Toilets and bedrooms are unclean and potentially sacrilegious places, and should not contain idols of deities.

Previously, Miao Zhiming had asked the farmer to place two more red mushrooms around his house, expanding the area. One was to serve as Wei Shi's bedroom, and the other as the main hall.

The box containing the statue of the immortal lord was placed in the main position of the main hall, in a high position facing south.

"Alright, let's go. As for Wei Shi, there's no need to wait for him. He's just a boorish fellow, no different from a street ruffian." Miao Zhiming said calmly, his face expressionless. "He's not even human. How can we travel with him?"

Liu Er couldn't quite understand some of it, but he roughly figured out that they were cursing Brother Wei.

Although he didn't understand why Brother Wei was being scolded, Liu Er had a good idea of ​​what was in the box.

Because he also has one at home.

Liu Er still remembers the excitement his father showed when he took out the statue of the Immortal Lord.

Liu Er didn't ask any further questions, and simply nodded in agreement.

Miao Zhiming followed Liu Er and walked forward. As he thought about the questions he would soon face from the Immortal Lord, a hint of nervousness and embarrassment unconsciously showed on his face.

Even his walking posture seemed a bit stiff, his arms hung unnaturally at his sides, and his fingers rubbed his palms together.

Time always seems to fly by at times like this.

Soon, Miao Zhiming saw Bai Xianjun in the distance, wearing light blue armor, building something.

"Zhiming, you're here! Wait a moment," Bai Li said.

Miao Zhiming nodded eagerly and stood aside, watching Bai Li's actions.