I Help My Brother Become a God

The water veins are sinking, the rice ears are drying up, and the gods are chewing the worshipers' worship in the temples. The family's Dharma flags covered the sky, and what was burned in their refining furnaces were the last bones and blood of mortals. Gods, immortals, cults, Buddha, sanctification of body, eternity of soul This is a world where wishes come true, incense can create gods, and filth can create demons. And I am just a waterman. I just want to repair a few canals in exchange for the qualifications to let my brother live.