The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

Ming Dynasty, Hongwu eight years.

An Yuyuan, in his thirties, with a long beard, was lying on the wooden bed, staring blankly at the wooden beams.

"I'm going to die... I've traveled through the years, and in the end I have nothing... But this life is not in vain." An Yuyuan murmured to himself, and then the look in his eyes gradually dimmed.

After An Yuyuan's death.

There were crying sounds inside and outside the house, boys and girls were all crying, white strips hung on the door of the house.

An Yuyuan, a great Confucian of Cangxian County, who was full of righteousness and goodness, died of illness. One month after his death, some people still shed tears.

In the same year, Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, issued a decree.

"Mr. An was upright in his lifetime, raised three thousand disciples, regarded money as soil, and saved people more than three thousand times by distributing money. ...to serve as the handle of blessing and prestige, to create the power to infuse life and death..."

A small Town God's Temple was built, with a statue of An Yuyuan placed in the center.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and dynasties change.

The willow trees planted in front of the temple grow vigorously. In spring, the wicker flutters, and in winter, the dry branches are covered with white snow...

Times are turning.

Cang County is constantly changing. This Town God's Temple has experienced many hardships, dilapidated, baptized by wars, renovated, and worshiped in many ceremonies. It has witnessed the growth of generations and watched the world of mortals.

Chinese calendar, July 5th of the Gengzi Year.

Cang City, this is the name of Cang County in later generations, where the southern district of Cangshi connects with the eastern district.

Yongrubo Town God's Temple.

Today is the birthday of the city god, and the temple fair is held. Every year at this time, many people come. The older generation prepares incense candles and tributes early to worship.

Because the time is close to the Qixi Festival in July, many young couples come to visit the temple fair together.

Temple main hall.

The statue of An Yuyuan, the God of the City God, is located in the hall.

The most recent renovation was 20 years ago. It was a small renovation and was repaired again. Skilled craftsmen were invited to paint the statue of the City God.

"City God bless our children with good grades in the college entrance examination next year."

A middle-aged mother knelt on the futon, held the three incense sticks above her head, and kept chanting.

"You child is still not good-bye." The middle-aged mother frowned when she saw her child looking around and occasionally playing with her mobile phone.

"Oh."

The high school student responded and saluted respectfully.

Influenced by his mother to worship gods and Buddhas since he was a child, as a young man in the new era, he did not dare to be disrespectful to gods and ghosts. Everyone is in awe.

There are also people kneeling down on the futon next to it.

It was a silver-haired old lady with a kind face, "Master Chenghuang, our family..."

Behind the old woman stood two young men in their mid-twenties.

One has an ordinary face and a slightly fat body, and the other has a handsome appearance and wears glasses.

"Xiangxiang, please come and pay homage to Lord Chenghuang, you are almost twenty-six, and you still can't find a girlfriend, please hurry up and find a girlfriend..."

"Xiaowen, you also come to say goodbye, you are all grown up."

Both the chubby young man and the man with glasses nodded their heads and obediently bowed.

The old lady looked at it, and began to place the tribute, quickly took out some longevity gold from the bag, and rounded the stack of longevity gold with both hands.

The chubby young man stood up after praying, and whispered to his companion.

"How long do you think it will take me to find my wife after praying?"

The man with glasses got up and was stunned when he heard about it, and then rolled his eyes at the fat young man, "As a ghost master, I suggest that you just spend money to buy one than you can find a wife faster."

As he spoke, he glanced at the statue of the City God, then looked away, and sighed softly, "If the City God is really alive, I don't want any girlfriends, I just hope that the City God can wipe out those evil spirits. "

The chubby young man smiled wryly.

"You bastard..." He didn't know how to refute.

In the past, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he still maintained awe, but now he is in awe of ghosts, but he has lost hope in gods. There are only ghosts in the world, but no gods.

The man with glasses yelled after finishing speaking, and followed his grandma to prepare to burn the birthday money.

They are gone.

The people behind fill their vacant seats, offering incense and praying.

"Master Chenghuang, my husband's business is not going well this year..."

"My child is graduating soon, and the City God blesses him to find..."

"After worshiping, let's donate two hundred."

"Go get some incense ash and wrap it up. Do you know that this bag should be put in your wallet? Don't lose it. This is for your safety and success."

The voices of prayers rang softly in the temple. Everyone, men, women, old and young, had their own wishes, some for themselves and some for their family members.

An Yuyuan heard a lot of voices pouring into her ears.

Where am I……

Did I die and go to the underworld...

The two young people had a conversation, the middle-aged mother prayed for her children, and some people prayed for their own health. The images of praying in the Town God's Temple came into An Yuyuan's mind.

Everything is so clear, every detail is visible, and there are different angles, like fragments flying in the dark.

The next moment, An Yuyuan's eyes opened.

All the pictures disappeared, and instead, he stood on a high position and saw the crowded temples, the incense was burning, and the sandalwood was wafting through his nose.

An Yuyuan took a deep breath.

Two invisible strands of incense smoke appeared in his nose, making his eyes brighter and his vision clearer.

"This is me..." An Yuyuan was slightly startled, and countless memories flooded into his mind.

At this moment, a voice sounded, it seemed to come from the mind, it seemed to come from the soul, and it seemed to come from the void in the dark.

"Ding, the daily check-in system is officially launched, with a loading of 9%..."

In a moment.

An Yuyuan saw that 9% was rising steadily, becoming 99% in the blink of an eye, and jumping to 100% in the next instant.

Host: An Yuyuan.

Identity: City God

Supernatural powers: the body of nine-rank merit and virtue incense.

The attribute panel popped into mind, making An Yuyuan smile wryly...

As the City God, he clearly knows what era it is now, "What am I...only to get the system six or seven hundred years after my death?"

He traveled to the Ming Dynasty, lived for decades and then died. He once dreamed of getting the system, but he didn't get it until he died. In the end, he became indifferent. Now the system was officially opened six or seven hundred years after his death. Really is a... good guy.

now.

An Yuyuan sometimes smiled, but he was not very excited. On the contrary, his identity and environment made him more curious and excited.

Is this my original world? Or a parallel world?

An Yuyuan had such a thought emerge.

"I haven't signed in today, whether to sign in."

The voice in my mind sounded again...

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