On the stage of conferring gods, Jiang Ziya named Zhou Yan the "god of decline" - responsible for bad luck in the world and taking the blame for thousands of years.
Others think of gods as blessings for mortals, while others think of them as gods. What's even more outrageous is that the jade slip of his appointment reads: He will be in office forever, and his status will be revoked if something goes wrong. A clear contract of betrayal.
Zhou Yan did not sign. He refuted the rules of heaven one by one and obtained the first term contract in heaven.
The old temple was so dilapidated that the old immortal officials dozed off all day long. The relics left by their predecessors: a broken comb, half a torn notebook, and a note saying "Stop checking, living is better than anything else." For more than three hundred years, no one has died well.
But Zhou Yan found a sentence deep in the library: "Bad luck and good luck are originally one. Someone took them apart."
Three thousand years ago, luck was forcibly divided. The intercepted good fortune becomes the private property of some people, and the bad god is the scapegoat.
He decided to fill the hole.
No one is optimistic. The God of Wealth was the first to stand up: "I will settle this account with you." The God of Poor opened the door from three thousand years of seclusion: "I have the final say on how the money and food in heaven will be divided in the future." For the first time, the broom star felt that he was needed: "I can make anything go bad - can I use it for quality inspection?"
From the fringe clergy alliance to the legal duel in Lingxiao Palace; from being ignored by the Ministry of Personnel, to seven ministers jointly requesting a seat for him.
There is only one thing he has to do: return luck to mortals.
"Luck is never divine power, it is the way of heaven. I have been in charge of it for thousands of years. After a long time, I thought it was my own. It's time to return it today."
This is the story of the 377th declining god. He didn't run away.
