My Second Brother, the God of Justice

I, Ling Hao, have traveled through time, and my identity is Yang Jiao—yes, the brother Yang Jian who sacrificed to heaven in the beginning. Now I am lying at the scene of the crime, pretending to be dead, and the heavenly soldiers have just finished repairing my knife. Thank you for the invitation. I was in the wilderness, just off the Huangquan Road, and I didn't die. Goldfinger? No! Only a half-immortal body and a modern heart that is afraid of death and loves to complain. Good news: He seems to be more talented than his second brother Yang Jian. Bad news: Cows are more likely to die early when they get older. My plan is very simple: I will live until the end of time, until I can become a god, and then I can hug the golden thighs of my second brother, the God of Justice, and my third sister, Baolian Deng, and be a salted fish ancestor with peace of mind. But plans can never keep up with changes. Conferred God War? I hide! -- What? Is the hilltop where I dug wild vegetables the place where Zhao Gongming set up his array? ! Journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures? I avoid it! -- What? Monkeys broke through the roof of my house during a fight? ! Lotus lantern trouble? I hide it! -- What? My eldest nephew needs guidance from a mysterious old man? ! I just want to survive in silence, but my strength (and luck) won't allow it! Now my brother looks at me differently, as if he thinks I am the one who hides the most in the family... With all my conscience, I really just want to hug my thighs!