Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"Why can't I have dinner with him?" Lin Qiye was a little confused.

Su Yan pondered for 2 seconds, then said in a deep voice, "My butt hurts after eating!"

Lin Qiye: ???

"Why? He likes chili peppers?"

Although the innocent male high school student did not understand the danger of fencing between men, the first thing he thought of was chili peppers, because there was an authentic Hunan restaurant in Cangnan New City, and Sister Hongying had taken them there once.

hot!

My butt hurts after eating it.

How should I describe it to Lin Qiye... one is a dull pain, and the other is the pain of being hit by a dump truck?

Su Yan was touching his chin in worry, when he suddenly frowned and looked around.

The scene before him was like paint soaked in water, the colors spreading out and gradually turning into a colorful blur, causing his thoughts to stagnate for a moment.

The next second, Su Yan suddenly came to his senses and found himself standing in a lush green bamboo forest.

Not far away, there is a four-cornered pavilion. In the pavilion sits a white-haired old man with a Go board in front of him, with black and white pieces arranged in an orderly manner.

"Boy, come and play chess with me." The master smiled and drank his tea. At the same time, he raised the cane in his hand and said gently:

"Every time you lose a round, I will whip you with this cane as punishment for talking about me behind my back."

Master, you are so petty, does your mother know... Su Yan's scalp suddenly felt numb. He used "Wei Yang" several times, but found that the world he was in was completely different from the dream world created by the whispers.

This world is between reality and illusion, and it is impossible to awaken consciousness by adding another layer of illusion to yourself.

"Master, I don't know how to play chess. Please forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again next time." Su Yan turned around and ran away.

"Since you don't know how to play chess, just get beaten."

The scene around him changed again. In the blink of an eye, he was sitting steadily on the stone bench in the pavilion. Opposite him, the teacher was smiling and holding a rattan stick, as if he was about to hit him.

Su Yan was a little confused. He couldn't figure out whether he had returned to the pavilion or the pavilion had somehow appeared next to him.

At this point, seeing that resistance was futile, Su Yan simply protected his head, turned around, and faced the teacher with his back without saying a word.

The vine didn't fall down for a long time.

Su Yan secretly glanced at the teacher with the corner of his eye, and saw that he sat back in his original position and had no intention of really taking action, so he immediately smiled playfully again:

"I knew you were a magnanimous person and wouldn't bother with a junior like me. You are indeed a great scholar, and your bearing is truly extraordinary!"

The Master snorted, looked at Su Yan with deep eyes, and asked slowly:

"I don't understand why you are so hostile to me."

Su Yan was stunned and pretended to be stupid: "You misunderstood. How could I have any hostility? My admiration for you is like the Yellow River, flowing endlessly..."

The Master said, "Don't tell lies."

The words fell.

Su Yan was speechless for a moment.

He seemed to be touched by some invisible avenue of enlightenment, and a strong sense of shame surged in his heart, making him feel ashamed of the lie he had just told.

The Master shook his head and said, "Whether you want to tell it or not is entirely up to you. I will never force you to do anything, but you must not tell lies."

Su Yan slowly put away his smile, turned his head to the side, and remained silent.

All you could hear was the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind. Occasionally, playful orange cats would jump out from the bamboo bushes and pounce into the piles of fallen bamboo leaves, making a mess and causing the leaves to fly everywhere.

Su Yan saw this and couldn't help but smile.

After a long while, he said leisurely, "I only have one question. Our Cangnan... has been abandoned?"

The Master had just picked up the teacup when his arm suddenly stiffened and he slowly put the cup back on the table. Although his face was expressionless, the swaying tea in the cup revealed his inner unrest.

Now that the topic was opened, Su Yan no longer had any scruples. He glanced at the teacher and said:

"The captain doesn't dare to ask, nor does he want to ask, but I'm not afraid. I'd like to ask the Night's Watch leaders: Is our Squad 136 raised by a stepmother?

"The Shiva Grudge has appeared, and Cangnan City is about to face a catastrophe. Is the entire Daxia planning to rely on a solitary city like Cangnan to fight against the gods?

"Shangjing City is full of bigwigs from the 'sea' realm, so why can't they come to support us? Don't tell me there's a fog riot or a shortage of troops. I asked Brother Zha, and Shangjing has an abundant number of troops!"

These words were so powerful that the Master remained silent for a long time before he said with difficulty:

"Shen Qingzhu is just a newcomer and doesn't know the hidden truth. There are many dangers in the fog right now."

Su Yan shook his head and laughed, saying seriously:

"Then, Master, since the Shiva Grudge has been exposed, there's no need for the Captain to carry it with him anymore, right? Why don't you take the Shiva Grudge with you to Shangjing when you leave? There are many experts there, and it would be much easier to resist the gods. Wouldn't that be safer?"

The teacher opened his mouth, an embarrassed look on his face.

The curtain that everyone had been avoiding talking about was finally pulled down, but unexpectedly it hit him directly in the face.

......I am just an employee doing work for others. I have never offended anyone.

Ye Fan, you unlucky thing!

"On the surface, they're shouting about wanting to preserve Shiva's Grudge, but what's the reality? Their plan is to preserve it if they can, and forget it if they can't. After all, with a dead city at their backs, dying one more time won't hurt."

Su Yan curled his lips, picked up the teacup on the table and gulped down two mouthfuls, but he still felt unsatisfied. He suddenly stood up, raised the teacup and threw it out, saying angrily:

"But this is Cangnan, our Cangnan!"

"Snapped!"

The cups and bowls shattered.

This is my one and only blue and white dragon pattern cup!!

Chapter 218: I am the best in the Go universe, even if my master comes, it will be useless

The master's lips trembled as he stared at the porcelain shards scattered on the ground, his whole body shaking with heartache, as if the fragments were cutting into his heart piece by piece.

But he had no time to feel sorry for the blue and white dragon-patterned cup, because Su Yan casually picked up his beloved unique piece, the fish-turning-dragon pot with a handle.

"I understand the higher-ups' decision. After all, the living are more important than the dead. But why keep it a secret? Doesn't the organization approve of Team 136's beliefs? They wouldn't back down even if they were told to die. But is it really fair to let them be put in danger without knowing it?"

"I fucking refuse to accept it!" Su Yan raised the teapot and gritted his teeth.

“Don’t…”

"Crack——!"

The teapot fell to the ground, fragments flying everywhere. Su Yan, still not satisfied, stepped forward and stomped on it twice, turning it into a pool of powder.

The teacher's eyes were a little dull, and he tried his best to restrain himself from crying. The salty taste of tears filled his mouth.

Su Yan's eyes were filled with resentment, his neck stiffened and his face flushed red. He looked around for something else to throw while shouting:

"You're all acting like this, so why do you still ask me to like you? It's unknown whether I can survive the Cangnan Divine War. Is it wrong to not like you? What's wrong with me saying a few bad things behind your back? You actually have the nerve to whip me.

"Come on, I'm standing right here. If you have the guts, go ahead and beat me! As long as I'm alive, when I see Master, I'll complain! I'll have him strip you naked, hang you up, and beat you, and I'll film it on video for everyone in Daxia to watch!"

Alas, why did I provoke him? He is just a living ancestor... The master's scalp suddenly went numb. He tried his best to protect the cup in his arms and explained with a bitter face:

"Not really, really. Captain Chen asked me to take you out of Cangnan. You'll be safe once you reach Shangjing."

"Safety is bullshit! We can leave, but can Lin Qiye leave? Besides, open your eyes and look at the group of idiots sitting outside." Su Yan pointed in a random direction and shouted:

"If Cangnan were in danger, even if we threw them onto the moon, those idiots would still jump down without caring about their lives. Who could stop them?"

The teacher opened his mouth but had no words to say. He could only lower his head and hold the teacup tighter in his arms, with helplessness written all over his face.

"I've always disliked these twists and turns, and I can't bear to see the tragedy of the world, but as you said, the living are always more important than the dead, and billions of people are always more important than millions. I have no choice but to do this against my will."

After a long while, the Master suddenly sighed, loosened his arms, and let the cup in his arms fall to the ground and shatter. He said:

"If you want to leave, I guarantee that no one will dare to stop you. If you want to stick to Cangnan, I still say the same thing. If you have any requests, just let me know and I will find a way."

Su Yan sat down slowly, dejected and silent.

Outsiders may be confused by this war between gods, but Su Yan is at the center of the vortex and happens to connect the two forces of gods and humans. All kinds of causes and effects unfold in his mind like veins, and everything has already become clear.

There are only a few human ceilings in Daxia, while there are dozens of gods taking action from other forces. The disparity in power is as huge as a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

From the perspective of the Night Watch, they were not aware of the return of the Great Xia gods, and choosing Cangnan as the location for this war of gods was a desperate move.

This battle is almost certain to be lost...but we must fight!

The war is only to safeguard the inviolable dignity of Daxia.

So the Night's Watch pyramid forces all came out to fight for dignity, while the middle-level forces remained inactive, trying their best to preserve the flame of hope for the organization's survival, waiting for it to rise again in the future.

The result seemed to have been predetermined, Cangnan would be completely wiped out, and [Shiva's Grudge] would be taken away.

Fortunately, the gods of Daxia returned in time to intimidate the foreign gods and save Cangnan.

But Master and his men didn't know this at the time, so they could only choose to sacrifice pawns to save the chariots and leave a glimmer of hope for Daxia.

Although Su Yan could understand everything that happened, the uneasiness in his heart was like an impenetrable haze that kept spreading in his heart.

This is a war, and everyone in Squad 136 will go to the front line. Anyone can die in the war.

Sister Hongying, Lao Zhao, Wen Qimo, Wu Xiangnan...

Su Yan's face was solemn and he pondered for a long time. He bowed to the Master and said sincerely, "Master, could you please promise me something?"

The Master's expression grew serious, and he leaned forward slightly, saying, "Please speak."

"I've heard that your mind is known as 'the most iron-willed person among the gods.' I hope you can do your best to help me protect my teammates when the time comes."

Who! Who spread such evil words? Damn it... The teacher's face darkened. After thinking carefully, he said helplessly:

"It's not that I don't want to agree, but I'm afraid I'll have to face the gods directly. I can hardly protect myself, so how can I protect others?"

The Master can say such words as facing the gods directly, which shows that he is indeed ready to sacrifice his life for justice... Su Yan stood in awe and bowed, saying:

"Master, I have made all the preparations for the gods, but I cannot reveal the plan. Please trust me once, as the successor of Fuxi."

After Su Yan revealed his identity, the relationship between the two was no longer a simple one of elder and younger, but a transaction between the Night's Watch and the god behind the spokesperson. The Master hurriedly stood up, nodded slightly, but his expression was still hesitant.

This matter is of great importance. Although Su Yan is the descendant of Fuxi, he is only at the "Chuan" realm. What good plan can he come up with?

If I focus all my energy on Team 136, what should I do if the Outer God rushes into the land without any scruples and starts killing people?

Su Yan noticed the Master's hesitation, pondered for a moment, raised his head, and said calmly but firmly: "Master, how about we play a game of chess? If I win, you will obey me. If you win, I will never mention this matter again."