White Porridge and Pickled Mustard Are Enough, I Really Don't Want to Be a God

[This article follows the mass line, and the protagonist is almost the background. Dihua + Diaosi college students] Traveling back in time to ancient times, I received a teaching from Heavenly Lord and could summon white porridge and pickled mustard. On the day of the crossing, the village chief and his family knelt on the ground and called the gods. The next day, people from all over the country came to see the immortal. One month later, the county magistrate heard about the situation and came in person. After confirming the situation, he invited you to go to the imperial city as a national advisor, but you were decapitated by an unknown mob. This winter, a group of women suddenly made you a bright yellow cotton coat. "General, it's cold, put on some clothes." That night, fox calls were heard in the woods outside the village. Soon, someone dug out a one-eyed stone man in the Yellow River. Early in the morning, as soon as you went out, you saw a defenseless white python lying at the door of your house, and then someone gave you a long sword. …