Among the gods, there is an old ancestor.
The old ancestor dies and comes back to life, comes back to life and dies, over and over. Each time, she dies younger.
A quick calculation showed that at this rate, she might not live past the age of four in this life.
So every night in the Xia family ancestral hall, a little bundle dressed like a celestial being would ask in a childish voice, "I don't mind saving the world, but I'm only three and already halfway into my grave. Damn it, are you sure the world isn't the one saving me?"
The Xia family: "Old Ancestor, you may have been cursed. Let's find a divine being among the common folk to drive the evil spirits out of you."
Old Ancestor: "???"
Find a fake god among the common folk to drive evil spirits out of a real god?
Then the fake god arrived.
Their eyes met, and the foul-mouthed, hot-tempered old ancestor suddenly turned obedient.jpg.
The fake god smiled warmly. "Where's that old bastard Xia Buzhi?"
Xia Zhixi, the old bastard himself, trying to get out of trouble by acting cute: "I don't know."
The fake god said, "Then tell him that eight hundred years ago, he borrowed three thousand taels of silver from me. If he doesn't pay me back soon, I'll make him pay in person."
Xia Zhi: "???"
There's such a good deal?
Foul-mouthed, hot-tempered old ancestor bottom × gentle, handsome, scheming diviner top
#Former colleagues, banishing evil and catching demons, praying for blessings and warding off calamities, rising to glory once again#
#In the modern world, gods and demons hide among ordinary folk, and ancient myths continue...#
Blurb written on February 14, 2021.
Theme: There are gods three feet above your head. Do good deeds, and don't worry about what lies ahead.
