Mo Jin smiled, "It's impossible for you to awaken so many bloodlines, and besides..."
Jiang Yanfeng asked: "What else?"
Mo Jin continued, "Don't you always think that you are the most devout believer? I am very curious, when you have personally witnessed the situation in the world of immortal cultivation and know the identities of immortals in the world of immortal cultivation, can your faith still be so sincere, fervent, firm and dedicated?"
"Of course!"
Jiang Yanfeng could tell that Mo Jin was using provocation, but no witch would remain calm when hearing someone questioning their beliefs, even if they knew it was a provocation, they would still take the bait.
Jiang Yanfeng said: "Isn't it just sleeping in a dirt pit? From today on, I will settle down in the dirt pit!"
Mo Jin smiled and said, "Then do you want to sleep in my yard?"
Jiang Yanfeng refused, "No, I have room at home. I'll go back and dig one."
Mo Jin said: "I'll go with you."
Jiang Yanfeng looked up and saw Lord Konghan appear in the sky and had already started lowering the stone basin. But he was not hungry now, and neither was Mo Jin, so the two of them walked towards the Jiang family together.
On the way, Jiang Yanfeng said, "Mo Jin, I feel that after your rebirth, you have become completely different from before... Although your eyebrows, eyes, and facial features are no different from before, you have a fierce aura. When the children in our village looked at you just now, there was some fear in their eyes."
Mo Jin said: "This is normal. In the dream, I slaughtered countless people. Although I can restrain the murderous intent in myself, children are more sensitive, so they are afraid of me."
Jiang Yanfeng asked hesitantly: "Now that you have become very strong, do you... still believe in immortals?"
Mo Jin turned to look at him and asked with a smile: "If I say I don't believe it, what will you do?"
Jiang Yanfeng shook his head and said, "What can I do? I just asked casually. The immortal said that she would not force others to believe in her. As a [Witch], I must obey her orders."
Mo Jin laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good for me. When I first woke up from my dream, I thought everything was fake and a fantasy I made up, so I looked a little crazy. But now, I'm awake, and those terrible things in the dream didn't happen. I'm really happy and grateful to the immortal."
Under normal circumstances, Mo Jin, after awakening, should not have faith, because he possesses the purest [Earth Si] bloodline. At his peak, he can become one with the earth, equivalent to the "Son of the Earth". He is a top combat force with almost no weaknesses.
In the world of villains, there are a total of four most powerful rules, namely sky, earth, ocean and time and space.
However, the bloodlines of sky and time are severed, and currently no mortal in the world has awakened these two related bloodlines, and there are also very few people who have awakened the bloodline related to the ocean. Therefore, only [Di Si] is the strongest in the world.
Just like Luo Mingyue, she is the strongest in the world of immortals. Strong people like her are proud in their hearts and will not submit to anyone.
Mo Jin is equivalent to the heart of the earth. He masters an almost complete chain of earth rules, and the chain of rules is the law of nature in the world of villains. Mo Jin's status in the world of villains is basically equivalent to Luo Mingyue's status in the world of cultivation, but there is still a certain gap, because Luo Mingyue is recognized as the strongest and has a great reputation, while Mo Jin has just become an awakener and has not had time to show his strength to the world.
Mo Jin said: "No matter how powerful I become in the future, or what status I possess, I am willing to become her believer, or... become a knife in her hand, and let her control me."
Jiang Yanfeng asked: "You are not a [Wu Zhu], why are you willing to submit?"
Mo Jin said: "She saved me and my family. Without her, even if I was reborn, it would be useless because my soul would be split into two parts. One part would be cold and cruel and constantly commit murders, while the other part would retain human emotions but could not control its own body. It could only watch itself take away one life after another with its own hands... No one would want to experience that feeling of powerlessness a second time, so as long as I am alive, I will always be her believer. As for when I die, my soul will return to the earth and be driven by the earth. By then, even I will not be able to control myself, and I will no longer be able to maintain my faith."
"Good brother." Jiang Yanfeng reached out his hand, patted Mo Jin's shoulder, and said, "I feel relieved with your words. As long as you have a sincere belief in the immortals, we will always be good brothers with different fathers and different mothers."
As they were talking, the two had already arrived at Jiang Yanfeng's home.
After Mo Jin entered the courtyard, he asked, "Where do you want to dig the pit?"
Jiang Yanfeng pointed to a corner and said, "It's more hidden there and won't affect your walking."
Mo Jin stomped his feet lightly, and the dust in the corner began to churn, forming a pit on the spot. The excess dust automatically piled aside, forming a small mound.
Mo Jin walked forward, cut his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood into the pit.
Jiang Yanfeng asked: "What are you doing?"
Mo Jin said: "There are many bugs underground. If you sleep in the pit, a bug might crawl into your ear in the middle of the night... My blood can drive away these bugs and prevent them from coming over. Then you can sleep peacefully."
"You're quite thoughtful..." Jiang Yanfeng thanked him and then asked, "Before you awakened, you were sleeping in the pit. Did any bugs crawl on you?"
Mo Jin shook his head. "No, if my brother is alone in the pit, there will be bugs, but if he sleeps with me, the bugs will stay away from us."
Jiang Yanfeng was curious, "Why is this?"
Mo Jin said: "I don't know either. Anyway, before I awakened, the bugs were afraid of me. Logically, my brother and I have the same father and mother, and we have the same blood flowing in our bodies, so we should be similar..."
Jiang Yanfeng thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have heard Xiao Qi say that there is a phenomenon in this world called ancestral bloodline reversion. The ancestor of the Mo family should be a powerful [Earth Master]. Your blood should be closer to that of the ancestor... By the way, has your brother not awakened yet?"
Mo Jin said: "It will be soon. When I awakened, my brother was right beside me. He should have gotten some power of rules and is close to awakening."
The two chatted for a while, and when they walked back to Xianjuantai, they found that the villagers had finished eating and were cleaning up the dishes. Mo Jin and Jiang Yanfeng each took a basin and prepared to take the meal back to eat.
On the way back, Mo Jin suddenly said, "Jiang Yanfeng, I feel that what you said is very right."
"Ah?" Jiang Yanfeng's brain didn't react for a moment, he wondered: "What did I say?"
Mo Jin said, "The Immortal must have a new lover. When she was here before, she cared about the two of us. She would reheat our food when it got cold, but now... she just ignores us."
Jiang Yanfeng was also a little depressed, probably because he was used to being cared for by the immortals, and now he was being ignored, he must feel a sense of gap in his heart.
Jiang Yanfeng asked: "Ajin, where do you think the immortal's new lover is?"
"I have no idea."
…
The other side.
When Luo Mingyue's face disappeared from above Mojia Village, she came to Baishan Village and began to prepare dinner for the little people.
Luo Mingyue put soup noodles, spiritual rice, pork elbow, chicken thigh, cold dishes and eight-treasure porridge in the stone basin one by one.
"Wow, what a sumptuous dinner!"
"Is this all for us?"
"God is so kind, I love you so much!"
The little people in Baishan Village danced with joy and started lining up for their meals. Some of the people first thanked the immortals and the heaven and earth, and then they chattered a lot of nonsense before they started eating.
Luo Mingyue looked at the scene on the ground and found it hard to associate this group of honest and kind villagers with the devil.
Xu Yintong was very happy, his silver pupils were shining, and although there were some red bloodshot in them, he still looked energetic.
Xu Yintong said: "Thank you, Immortal, the food tonight is delicious, especially the meat..."
Luo Mingyue said: "Didn't you say you like chicken legs? One of the two meat dishes tonight is chicken legs and the other is pork elbow."
Xu Yintong said, "Well, this braised chicken thigh is really delicious! I thought it would take a few days before we could eat meat. After all, the immortal told us at the beginning to eat lighter food. Who would have thought that we could eat it so soon."
Luo Mingyue said: "That's because I thought you were very fragile before..."
Luo Mingyue has always believed that the little people are like delicate flowers that have just sprouted and need to be well cared for. But today, after learning that the little people are "devils", Luo Mingyue feels that the demons must have good stomachs. In addition, they have been fed spiritual rice before, and there is also spiritual rice in today's dinner, so the little people's bodies should be able to withstand it, so she simply starts feeding them meat.
Xu Yintong said: "Lord God, in fact, our lives are very tenacious. Before, everyone was fine after eating poisonous vegetables for so long. Now, as long as we take non-toxic food, whether it is vegetables or meat, our bodies can digest and absorb it."
Luo Mingyue said: "That's good, I will give you meat for every meal from now on."
The little people in Baishan Village are easily moved, and they cry easily when they are moved. One middle-aged man burst into tears after hearing this, "Oh my God, I can't even imagine how happy we would be if we could eat meat every day."
The villager next to him said, "I haven't eaten meat for a long time. I am so satisfied with the meat I ate today. Even if the gods take my life now, I will be willing to do so."
Luo Mingyue complained in her heart: What do I need your life for? You can't eat or drink, and you can't be used as a vase. It's useless.
Of course, these words in their heart must not be spoken out loud. Luo Mingyue was just about to say something to comfort them, but the middle-aged man's crying was like stirring up a hornet's nest, and the other villagers also began to shed tears.
Luo Mingyue: "…"
She really felt that the people in this village were a little mentally abnormal. They looked like normal people when chatting, but at certain times, their true nature would be exposed. For example, now, even if they had eaten a full meal, they would not cry...
However, Luo Mingyue changed her mind and realized that there was something wrong with this village. It was full of "good people" and they had been trapped in the miasma forest for a long time, so it was normal for them to have some mental problems. She was a god, so she had to be kind and tolerant and try her best to raise these little people well.
So, Luo Mingyue said, "Stop crying, I have something to say."
The villagers were very well-behaved. When they heard Luo Mingyue's voice, they stopped what they were doing and looked up at her.
Luo Mingyue said: "I basically have time to feed you every day, but some people have big appetites and get hungry quickly, so I decided to give you some fresh vegetables, uncooked spiritual rice, and flour. If you are hungry, you can cook for yourself."
"Thank you, God..."
"You are truly the greatest god in the world."
Having heard so many compliments like this, Luo Mingyue was too lazy to correct them. She ignored the little people's words with a calm expression, took out flour and spiritual rice from the storage space, added some fresh vegetables, and put them down for the villagers.
In addition, Luo Mingyue also prepared various seasonings, such as white sugar, salt, vinegar and oil.
Baishan Village covers a relatively large area and has a large number of villagers, but because everyone is so "kind", they take care of each other. When receiving supplies, no one will selfishly take more. Everyone obeys Xu Yintong's distribution plan and no one makes trouble. The villagers line up to receive rice, flour, vegetables and seasonings, and before they know it, it is dark.
Luo Mingyue said: "I will continue to put things for you tomorrow. It's getting late today, everyone go back to sleep."
"Yes, God."
One of the children raised his head and said seriously, "My Lord, you should go to bed early too."
Someone next to me said, "Gods don't need to sleep, right?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I hope the goddess has a good dream every night. She is so kind and generous. She deserves all the good things in the world."
"Bless you, great savior god. You are the bright light in the darkness and the sweet rain after a long drought. We will believe in you and praise you from generation to generation."
Luo Mingyue felt embarrassed again after hearing this, and she quickly hid outside the cardboard box so that the little people couldn't see her.
But it was useless, the little people could continue to utter words of praise even to the air.
Some people also asked: "Why did the gods leave? Is it because we are not sincere enough?"
Xu Yintong said: "The gods are very busy. It is not easy for them to find time to feed us. It is impossible for them to listen to everything we say."
"That's right. Regardless of whether she can hear us or not, we should pray devoutly before going to bed."
Xu Yintong said, "Don't pray here, go back to your homes and pray in the yard."
"OK."
Only then did the crowd disperse.
Xu Yintong also returned to her home. She took out her pen, ink, paper and inkstone, ground her own ink, and then wrote on the rice paper:
[June 8th was the second day that the gods visited the village. She gave me my favorite chicken thigh meat. I feel very happy.]
[The villagers are also very happy. ]
[I hope we can all continue to be happy. ]
[Today, a thought suddenly popped up in my mind: God is as long-lived as the sky. To God, we are like mayflies that are born in the morning and die in the evening, but to us, God is hope and faith.]
[The life span of an awakened person is two hundred years. I hope that the Lord God can accompany me until the end of my life. ]
[Two hundred years is just a part of her long life, but for me, it is a lifetime.]
After finishing writing, Xu Yintong put the papers away. These papers were left to her by her parents. Every time she used one, there was one less. She had been reluctant to use them before, but since she got to know the gods, she wrote something every day so that she could pass them on to future generations.
Xu Yintong blew out the candle, yawned, climbed onto the bed, and fell asleep.