This comparison is too tragic.
Everyone has to doubt themselves and everything.
Nanzhi said: "Even in the human race, some people live well and some live in pain, let alone the difference between immortals and mortals."
Wen Hong thought for a while, "That's true, but the life of a god is really good."
They have received a little bit from the gods, a trivial gift, and they can live better than the average human race.
Some spells can speed up plant growth, which is a good thing to use on crops.
But such things cannot be used in the outside world. On the contrary, some methods to get rid of evil spirits can be used.
The gods can make a rice field grow and mature instantly with just a wave of their hands. With such terrifying power, very few humans will starve to death.
But no god would be so condescending as to do such a thing.
So mean.
After all, among the human race, they all feel that farming is despicable. Rather than saying that farming is despicable, it is better to say that the people who farm the land are despicable.
Labor can be divided into three, six or nine grades.
Nanzhi looked at the baby-faced Wen Hong and asked, "Brother Hong, do you often feel so mentally consumed and think a lot?"
Thinking too much will not do any good, it will not change the situation, but will make you more negative.
Wen Hong scratched his head and looked a little honest. He said: "I have seen too much, and I feel bad. I can't understand it. As I think about it, I feel a little resentful."
Nanzhi knew that Wen Hong was mentally ruminating. Perhaps he was too close to the seal or the devil, which was subtly affecting the minds of the villagers.
Nanzhi advised: "Brother Hong, you can't think too much. It will only provide energy for the devil. The resentment and powerlessness you generate are all the devil's fodder."
When Wen Hong heard this, he was a little frightened, "That's it, then I don't want to do it anymore."
Nanzhi smiled, "It's not like you don't want to think about it. You can't control it when your mind thinks of things. Most of the scenes you imagine in your mind are hallucinations."
"If you fall into imagination, just tell yourself that this is an illusion. I am trapped in an illusion. There is no need to stop the illusion, as long as you know that you are in an illusion."
Wen Hong listened to Nanzhi's words and asked, "These are all your own thoughts?"
Nanzhi: "No, someone else told me."
Brother System often reads to her. People often fall into regret and pain about the past, and often look forward to a hopeful future, making the current life even more difficult.
Wen Hong sighed, "I'm not as thoughtful as Yamei."
Nanzhi said: "We can keep the seal well, but we can't do other things. When people have limited resources, what we have to do is to try to find and fill in the gaps. We can't do other things."
"Besides, there are gods in the sky. They take the world as their own responsibility. If anything happens, they will take action."
The tender-faced Wen Hong scratched his head, "Yamei, you are right, I just think too much."
As soon as the group arrived at the entrance of the town, a boy came over and shouted to Wen Hong: "Little Celestial Master, I have waited for you. There is something wrong with my young master. Please go and have a look."
Wen Hong said to his uncle: "Then I'll go and take a look."
The men in the purchasing team waved their hands and asked Wen Hong to go over and take a look. One man said to the boy: "If it can't be solved, if you make things difficult for my juniors, don't blame us for knocking on the door."
The boy waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no."
These people are tall and powerful, and they have a fierce aura. The young man is really scared to face these people.
Nanzhi said: "I want to see it too."
Wen Ya: "Let's go."
The boy led the two of them to a large courtyard with gray bricks and green tiles. It was quite large and obviously belonged to a wealthy family in the town.
The boy told the concierge, who immediately opened the door and let them in.
"Master, I brought someone here." The boy stood at the door of the study. A fair and fat middle-aged man trotted out of the room. He grabbed Wen Hong's hand with his short and fat hand and said in tears: "Tianshi Oh, help my son, he was caught by a monster, his energy has been sucked out, and now he can't even walk."
As soon as Wen Hong heard that he couldn't walk any further, he immediately said, "Take me to have a look."
Nanzhi trotted to follow and came out of the room. When he walked to the door, he smelled a rotten smell. When he walked into the room, he had an unspeakable question.
It's like the smell that comes from dead trees, which are about to die.
Nanzhi looked at the man lying on the bed. His eyes were dark and he was as skinny as a panda. He clearly had a young face, but he felt very old.
"Dad..." The young man's voice was weak. When Mr. Zhang heard his son's call, he gave up. He sighed and immediately begged Wen Hong to save people. As long as he could save people, he was willing to give half of his family property.
Wen Hong didn't care about half of the family property at all. His baby face was full of seriousness. He checked the man's condition and felt his pulse again, his brows furrowed.
Wen Hong couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you find the demon catcher?"
Because there are monsters in this world, there must be monster hunters.
This young man has been sucked in like this, and the monster has probably run away long ago. It is time to find the monster catcher at the very beginning.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Rich Man Zhang wiped away his tears and sighed crazily. The young master on the bed also looked ashen, his eyes full of regret. He thought it was a romantic encounter, but he didn't expect it to be his own annihilation. And because he was afraid that his father would find out, he didn't tell his father. He didn't find his father in a panic until something felt wrong.
Wen Hong was helpless, opened his mouth, and said: "Master Ling, I'm afraid..."
"Ouch..." Mr. Zhang cried loudly and painfully, while the young master cried silently, feeling extremely desperate.
Nanzhi leaned over and took a look, "His energy is gone, but if he can replenish his energy, he may be able to survive, but his health will definitely not be much better."
"Please help me, fairy lady." Rich Man Zhang immediately knelt down to Nanzhi, even to a child.
The young master on the bed looked at Nanzhi with a bright look in his eyes. As long as he could survive, what difference did his body have?
There will be no more romantic encounters from now on, even my own mother-in-law will not dare to get close to her.
Nanzhi looked at Wen Hong, who looked disapproving. If he promised others so easily, he would be resented if he failed to do so. If the monster ran away, his resentment would be spread on them.
Nanzhi asked Wen Hong: "How is the family tradition of the Zhang family?"
Rich Man Zhang immediately said: "We are a kind family. Please help me. If you save my son's life, I will give you half of the family wealth."
Wen Hong thought for a while, "It's not a big evil, but after all, he is a businessman and landlord. In order to pursue profits, he has done bad things."
Mr. Zhang:......
(End of chapter)
