Please come down when it gets dark

As if seeing me for the first time, Mingyue smiled awkwardly and said:

"The donor was joking. In today's world, there is no day without some bloody disaster."

After finishing speaking, the 'little Taoist priest' turned his head to the man respectfully, bowed his head, and said again:

"Blessed Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.
Donor, you are kind and generous, so please gather good causes and donate some food to the poor."

Before the 'little Taoist priest' could finish speaking, the man waved his hand impatiently and said:

"But pull it down, why do you Taoist priests still have the nerve to ask for alms?

See for yourself - the world has become like this now, isn't it all because of you worshiping the gods!

Before the God War, my old man and my old lady went to the monk temple and Taoist temple to offer incense and fulfill their wishes on the 15th day of the Lunar New Year.

No one went empty-handed that time. What was the result?
They all went down in the first round of the God War.
Without the gods you worship, would the outside become this desolate place without people or ghosts?
The world has been ruined like this, how can you still have the nerve to lick your face and ask for food!
If you fuckers were killed earlier, so many people wouldn’t have died.”

The more the man talked, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and give the 'little Taoist priest' a mouthful.

With a crisp sound of "Pa!", Mingyue didn't resist at all and received the slap firmly.

A big mouth slapped the 'little Taoist' with blood on his nose, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

After taking action, the man immediately regretted it. He looked at the 'little Taoist priest' and saw Mingyue's nose bleeding. The man turned back to his wife with some embarrassment and said:

"Baozhu's mother, go get some steamed buns for the little master.

Get him another ten pounds of sorghum rice."

"I'll heat up the steamed buns for Master.
It's freezing outside. Let's eat something hot to keep warm. "

The woman also felt that her man was being reckless, so she went to the kitchen in the outhouse, started a fire and made some steamed buns, then poured a cup of hot water in.

He handed the water cup to the 'little Taoist priest' and said:

"Little Master, don't think like our master.

Their entire family members died in the first round of the God War, let alone our heads. How many people out there have no family members who died in the God War?

Alas, why do you think we have become like this after we pray to the gods every day and every night?"

The 'little Taoist priest' took the water glass handed over by the woman with an embarrassed look on his face. After wiping his nosebleed with the sleeve of his Taoist robe, he smiled bitterly at me and said:

"The little benefactor is still upright, and he can see that I have suffered a bloody disaster today.
But what did the two benefactors just say about the divine battle and the first and second round mean?
I listened to what you said, what kind of disaster has happened to the outside world? "

When Mingyue said these words, the expression on her face was full of confusion.
Only then did I notice the changes in the 'little Taoist priest'. Although his appearance remained the same, his Taoist robes were also much torn.

It doesn't look like you've only been here for less than a day.
Moreover, Mingyue's eyes were distracted and no longer as clear and translucent as before.

The 'little Taoist priest' seems to be a different person now. Not only does he not know what the man calls the battle of gods, he doesn't even recognize me.

At first I thought the 'little Taoist priest' was pretending to be a ghost, but after hearing what he said later, I felt it was different from what I had imagined.

The man who took a breath looked at me and said:

"Here comes another one who doesn't know anything.
Why are you, little old Taoist, so frightened by the gods?

No way—didn’t this flood wash away the Dragon King Temple? "You really don't know about the battle of gods? Don't you know about the list of gods?"

By this time, the steamed buns were hot, and the woman picked up two large, hot steamed buns and put them on a plate and handed them over.

When the 'little Taoist priest' saw this, he grabbed two steamed buns one in each hand.

Not caring about how hot it was, he opened his mouth and took a big bite.

He chewed the steamed bun in his mouth and swallowed it while breathing. The 'little Taoist' was so hot that his tears flowed down. He couldn't help tearing off a piece of steamed bun, blowing on it for a few times and then ate it.

Seeing that the 'little Taoist priest' in front of him looked like he had been hungry for several days, the man couldn't help but said:
"Good guy, how many days have you been hungry, little old man?
Like a starving ghost.
Eat slowly, there is still some sauerkraut left on the table. You can dip the steamed buns into the soup and eat it. It will taste delicious and cool down quickly.

By the way, you are a monk, are you not allowed to eat meat? "

The little Taoist priest had long seen the leftover sauerkraut on the small kang table, but he was reluctant to move even if the master didn't speak.

Now that he heard the man speak, the little Taoist proved with practical actions whether he could eat meat or not.

At that moment, Mingyue broke the steamed bun in half, dipped it in the sugar paper of the white meat stewed with pickled cabbage, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

After having food in his stomach, the 'little Taoist priest' breathed a sigh of relief. After taking a sip of hot water, he said to me and the man:

"I'm not afraid of the donor's jokes if I say it. I forgot who I am."
I don’t remember what happened. As long as I remember, I was wandering around in the snow outside.

If it weren't for the Taoist priest's attire and Taoist ID card, Pindao wouldn't even know who he is.

I was really tired and hungry from walking, so I happened to see the donor’s house, so I came over to ask for alms.”

The 'little Taoist' didn't look like he was lying, so I couldn't help but ask:
"You really don't remember who you are?

Don’t you remember where you came from and what you did here? "

After Mingyue heard what I said, she turned to look at me, then frowned and said:

"The poor Taoist looks familiar to the donor. Do you know who I am?"

As if he suddenly saw hope, the 'little Taoist' reached out and grabbed me and said:
"When I came in just now, Pindao also looked familiar to you, the donor.

Have we met somewhere before?Did you bring me here?
Donor, who is Pindao?"

While the 'little Taoist priest' was talking to me, I suddenly discovered a small wound on his head.

The wound was hidden in his rolled-up hair. If he hadn't observed it closely, he would have most likely ignored it.

Mingyue, the 'little Taoist priest' who was able to defeat Fuyao God Lord Feng Chuyang, was actually injured
The one who can beat him to the point of amnesia will be that incredible god.
Seeing the 'little Taoist''s furious look, I thought a few times and said to him:
"Have you really forgotten me?
You are my nephew Shen Mingyue.
I accompanied you to find your father."

After saying a few words, I ignored the stunned 'little Taoist priest' and turned back to the man with an equally incredulous look on his face and said:
"Man, thanks to you, I also remembered it.
I am the uncle of this little Taoist priest - he is not a little Taoist priest either
Isn't that right? During the first round of the God War, my brother and I separated.

I have been living with my nephew for the past few years.

Mingyue usually dresses like this Taoist priest, just so that when she encounters a real fight with gods, she hopes that they will be a little gentler because there are Taoist priests around.

After we went up the mountain, we encountered a storm and got separated."