A hundred years after Feiyue became a goddess, her chances of showing up on various occasions became less and less.
On the one hand, the turmoil in Linglu no longer allows Feiyue to move around as before, and Dijiang has gradually developed an irrelievable dependence on Feiyue during his time with her.
She also gradually acquiesced to this cage made of beautiful expectations, even if this kind of beauty would make Feiyue lose her own beauty.
"Grandpa! Get up quickly! I can't comb you while you're asleep!"
It took a lot of effort to wake Di Jiang up, but he was still lying in bed, and his wings were pressed arrogantly behind his back, and the brush couldn't touch him.
"Sleep more...sleep a little longer..."
Di Jiang's expression was not as cold and numb as in the past. Compared with the past, the added brightness and willfulness also gave Fei Yue reason for confidence.
"Get up quickly... I made delicious food for you! If you don't get up, I will take it and share it with the pilgrims!"
She always knew how to catch Di Jiang's weak points. Sure enough, when she heard that her breakfast would be handed over to others if she was not sure about it, Di Jiang finally took a deep breath, shook his wings, and stood up from the bed.
It took a lot of effort to clean up Di Jiang. This scene happens almost every day and has become Feiyue's daily routine.
Get up early, clean the temple, make breakfast, wake up Di Jiang, and then go together to prepare the items needed for believers to worship for the new day.
Her belief is more pious than that of Di Jiang, who is a divine bird. Even if Feiyue understands the so-called divine power, it is a comfort.
The god has disappeared for thousands of years. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is an existence that has brought disaster to Linglu. Only the temple of Feilong can accommodate her, and only the people of Feilong. These people have long no longer relied on false blessings to determine their destiny.
The monsters are willing to treat her as a pastime and worship her without any scruples.
Thinking about it this way, Feiyue was much luckier than Di Jiang, at least she still had someone by her side.
Counting the number of tributes in front of the shrine, Dijiang was as careless as ever, even yawning absentmindedly, showing no image of a so-called sacrificial assistant.
"Haha~~Girl, where is my breakfast?"
Fei Yue frowned and glared at Di Jiang——
"Grandpa... I know you don't care, but after all, this is a temple..."
Di Jiang was harmed by his faith. It was his freedom not to choose to believe, but it did not mean that he could forget his humility before God.
No matter what your experience is or what race you are, you should have an attitude of reverence at this moment.
"oh……"
Di Jiang heard the anger hidden in Fei Yue's words, and he didn't want to make the girl angry, so he still chose to pretend to perform not very standard worshiping movements together, and salute along with Fei Yue.
When the two of them were enjoying breakfast, Feiyue was nagging a lot more than usual for some reason.
"I'm not telling you...Grandpa, things are really serious now! The royal family is going to inspect the temple's repairs recently. It's okay if you don't want to help, but don't cause any trouble for me..."
Dijiang's chopsticks were inserted stiffly into the bone of the stick in the bowl. He felt a little sad about what the girl said.
"I did not do it on purpose."
Recently, Feather's condition has been getting worse and worse. He has not continued to expand the power of faith and cannot offset it. After being distracted, he lost control of his body and broke many old furnishings in the temple.
Feiyue spent all her savings over the years to repair it, but no matter how much money she spent, it would still take a day or two to repair it. If the royal family were to suddenly attack, it would probably not be a small problem after the punishment.
As the power of the Feilong has increased, the people's belief and dependence on the goddess has gradually become less and less deeply rooted. However, there are still many people who come to the temple every year to add some incense to the temple in order to seek luck. Therefore, even if the royal family is in
After the country's fortunes became strong, it did not completely relax its supervision of the temple.
But it is a fact that the incense is not as prosperous as before. Feiyue feels it the most. In the past, there were many attendants, but now they are almost invisible.
The young attendant could go to a more convenient place for some errand, and there was no need to stay in the poor temple all the time. This caused Feiyue's acquaintances to leave one by one. In the end, only Di Jiang and a few others were left who would not leave.
The old man will also go down the mountain later.
She will not force them to stay. All believers except the goddess are allowed to get married. They have dedicated most of their lives to the temple and finally can enjoy the family happiness of several generations before they die. Feiyue does not
I can't bear to deprive the elderly of their normal holidays on the grounds of lack of manpower.
It's understandable, but it's also a fact that there are few people now. It's already very difficult for her to take care of the temple by herself. The repair materials are all transported from the bottom of the mountain and up the mountain. The journey is long. If she comes back a few times, she doesn't have enough money and time!
Di Jiang, who was usually slow, also understood Fei Yue's difficulties. This time, he rarely choked, but folded his wings in an aggrieved manner, extremely well-behaved.
"...Okay, I don't blame you..."
With this look, Feiyue couldn't even get into the mood to preach, let alone say any unnecessary words.
"How about I try to go to the foot of the mountain to give alms, spread the word more, and see if I can recruit a few more new attendants to do the work..."
It's not that Feiyue wants to be lazy, but that the current situation is no longer something she can handle alone.
The huge temple was not a festival, so it was so deserted that only she and Di Jiang were left. It was really rude to have no one to accompany the pilgrims when they arrived.
"Um...I...How about I accompany you?"
It was rare for Di Jiang to offer to go down the mountain with Fei Yue. Normally, she would have been overjoyed.
"Grandpa, if you come with me, the temple will be empty. When the royal family comes to visit...what should we do?"
Di Jiang was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute. He lowered his head angrily. The breakfast specially cooked by Fei Yue didn't seem so delicious.
"Okay, okay! I didn't blame you! Don't be so angry!"
Feiyue has long been accustomed to Di Jiang's children's temper. She often took care of children before coming to the temple, so she couldn't be said to be impatient.
After preparing some snacks and fragrant tea for Di Jiang, and making sure that all the necessities in his room were enough to last until she came back, Feiyue packed her bags and prepared to leave the temple and go down the mountain.
It was still early in the day, and the fog in the mountains was so thick that it was almost difficult to see the road ahead. Feiyue rarely went out at this time.
Looking at the nearly incomprehensible ten thousand steps, Feiyue took a deep breath and was about to walk down the mountain. Suddenly, a strong wind blew past, as if it was conscious, breaking through all the fog on her way forward, and there was no obstacle for a hundred feet away.
Falling leaves and strong wind forced the woman to close her eyes. When the aftermath subsided, she slowly opened her eyes. The initiator of everything had disappeared. At the same time, in her peripheral vision, there was a clean and beautiful green feather.
Reaching out to catch the feather, which was much prettier than the first time she saw it, Feiyue smiled knowingly.
"Thank you, Grandpa! I will definitely bring you something delicious when I get back!"
The leaves in the mountains were swishing and rustling, as if they were answering for Dijiang.