Chapter 180 Thank God for His Gift

Luo Mingyue's face appeared in the sky.

She smiled slightly, her voice clear and soft, "No, we don't usually have so many dishes. Today we are entertaining guests."

The setting sun was low and was about to fall below the horizon. The clouds in the sky were dyed into bright golden orange red, forming a magnificent and dazzling picture. Luo Mingyue's head, neck and a small part of her shoulders appeared in the sky above Baishan Village. Clouds gathered around her, like a dream.

At this moment, Lan Yueji suddenly understood why the villagers of Baishan Village had such unwavering faith in God.

Because, this being in heaven with such a beautiful face is truly God!
Xiao Fen was also deeply shocked. He stared blankly at the sky and found that human language could no longer describe the beauty of the gods. He led caravans all over the country and claimed to have seen countless beauties, but until today, he finally saw what it meant to have a fairy-like figure and bright pearls. This was a beauty that mortals could not surpass. The sunset and clouds all became a foil. The facial features of the gods were gorgeous and delicate, like a rose blooming freely, but their temperament was cold and holy and could not be desecrated.

Just when Xiao Fen was stunned, he suddenly heard a "thump" sound. Turning around, he saw Bu Shangban already kneeling on the spot.

"My Lord God! My name is Bu Shangban, and I am willing to be your most loyal believer!"

After saying that, Bu Shangban kowtowed three times.

After Xiao Fen reacted, he also knelt down, but he was mute now and could not speak. He was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat, so he simply kowtowed several times, more vigorously than Bu Shangban, with blood faintly seeping from his forehead.

Lan Yueji also knelt down quickly, "My Lord God, my name is Lan Yueji, and the one next to me is my husband Xiao Fen. He has been unable to speak for the past two days, so I hope the God will not blame me..."

Luo Mingyue said, "Everyone, please stand up. I don't like others kneeling to me. If you really want to worship me, just be sincere and bow at most, but don't kowtow."

Hearing this, Lan Yueji began to lose focus. She thought to herself: The gods are so high up, but the words they say are so gentle and down-to-earth. I feel like I have begun to like her uncontrollably. Her voice is so beautiful...

Xiao Fen was thinking: We have a night-shining pearl in our caravan, which is the most valuable of all the goods. We have not found a suitable buyer. I want to offer it to the gods, but I wonder if the gods will accept it...

Bu Shangban's idea was the simplest. He had only one sentence in his mind: I want to be a believer! No one can stop me. I have decided on her for the rest of my life. Whether I am alive or dead, I will be her most devout believer!
Seeing the three people still kneeling stupidly, Xu Yintong quickly reached out to help Lan Yueji up, "What are you guys still standing there for? Hurry and get up."

"Okay." Bu Shangban got up, his face full of excitement. He looked up at the sky and rubbed his hands, saying, "Lord God, do you like flowers? I think you are more beautiful than all the flowers in the world. I want to pick some flowers for you..."

The caravan and the Yu siblings could see the gods, but the siblings were so shocked that they stood there stupidly without moving. When they wanted to kneel down, they found that Lan Yueji and others had already stood up, so they bowed quickly and were so nervous that they could not utter a word.

Fortunately, Luo Mingyue didn't care about these details. She answered Bu Shangban's words first, "I don't like black flowers, and the flowers in your world are too small, so you don't have to give them to me."

After that, Luo Mingyue took out a small pot filled with healing potion. She placed the pot on the ground in front of Xiao Fen and said, "Your forehead is broken. Use this to wash it."

Xiao Fen remembered that the gods loved cleanliness, and immediately began to wash his forehead.

After washing, he picked up the small pot and held it tightly in his arms. This was something that the gods gave him alone, so he had to keep it well and treasure it.

Lan Yueji glanced at him and said in surprise: "Husband, your head injury has healed!"

Xiao Fen looked puzzled. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but it was not convenient as he was holding a pot in his arms.

At this time, Luo Mingyue said: "The pot contains healing water. Anyone of you who has injuries can use it."

After hearing this, Xiao Fen felt embarrassed to monopolize the small pot, so he could only reluctantly offer it to others. Since most people in the caravan could not hear the gods' speech, Lan Yueji came forward to explain the use of the water, but no one in the caravan took the initiative, so Lan Yueji had to name them, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, don't you have injuries on your arms? Wash them with this water."

The two men who were called stood up and rolled up their sleeves. Uncle Zhang had many scars on his arms, all of which were old injuries, but there was also a new wound. The wound was longer, but the scar was shallow and had already scabbed. Uncle Zhang dipped his hand in some water and applied it on his arm. While applying, he said, "Actually, there's no need. I'm used to getting hurt, and it doesn't hurt..."

As he was talking, he was shocked to find that the scar on his arm was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Especially the scar that had just scabbed, the blood scab fell off automatically, and the newly grown skin was exceptionally delicate and whiter than the surrounding skin.

As for the scars from the past, they had become slightly lighter. Uncle Zhang was amazed and kept stroking his arms. Then he looked at the small pot with shining eyes and said, "This water is much better than wound medicine. Can we take some with us when we leave later?"

Uncle Li's wound was more serious. A piece of flesh was missing from his arm. The wound was so severe that he had a fever for two days. Fortunately, he was strong and managed to get through it, but the wound was still very painful. He untied the bandage and poured medicine on it. The flesh on his arm immediately began to wriggle and grow vigorously.

Uncle Li frowned, his expression forbearing.

Someone nearby asked with concern: "How do you feel? Does it hurt?"

Uncle Li said: "It doesn't hurt, it's just very itchy, I can't help but want to scratch it..."

The person next to him immediately grabbed Uncle Li's intact arm and said, "That won't do. If it itches, it means the wound is growing flesh. You can't touch it."

A few more people gathered around and looked at the wound on Uncle Li's arm in amazement. "At this rate, it will heal in a short while."

"The water in this pot is amazing. I have a wound on my waist and abdomen. Give it to me too..."

"I was stabbed in the leg before, and it almost killed me. I also need this pot of water."

Lan Yueji said: "Don't worry, come one by one, everyone will have a share."

Luo Mingyue looked up from the sky and said, "Let's eat first, the food will get cold soon. I still have a lot of healing water here, I'll give it to you later."

The villagers of Baishan Village immediately conveyed her words and warmly invited the caravan members to eat quickly, because the food tonight was so delicious that several children were already drooling. If they were not waiting for guests, everyone would have been seated long ago.

The caravan members began to prepare their meals.

Everyone had tasted the spiritual rice at noon and knew that eating this kind of rice was good for the body, so when they got the rice, everyone took some, but not too much. Each person only took one grain, because they were worried that the villagers of Baishan Village behind would not have enough. As for the villagers, each person had at least three grains of spiritual rice. Among them, one [Di Si] was the most exaggerated. He directly took a basin of rice and ate nothing else but the spiritual rice.

Seeing that the spiritual rice was well received, Luo Mingyue put down another stone basin and disappeared into the horizon.

Bu Shangban's eyes almost popped out of his head, "God is giving me more food?"

A villager at another table replied: "Of course, the goddess is generous and selfless, she will make sure that everyone has enough food to eat."

Now, the caravan members were no longer reserved and ate heartily. Although the magic rice was more effective than the poisonous beast meat, they had not eaten delicious food for a long time and therefore preferred meat and vegetables. They wished they could turn into camels and eat a month's worth of meals in one go so that they would not have to eat again during the next journey.

One of the caravan members said: "I used to hate my big appetite. When I was out, other people would be full after eating two steamed buns, but I would have to eat eight. Therefore, I dared not eat too much at every meal. I would be satisfied if I could eat half full. But today, I feel that my appetite is too small. I feel full so quickly..."

The person next to him touched his round belly and said contentedly, "Me too. I love braised pork and steamed eggs. I just ate two bowls. I want to eat other dishes, but my stomach is too full and I can't eat any more. Sigh..."

"Hehe, luckily I'm smart. I tried every dish. They're really delicious."

"Hiss... this boiled pork slices tastes so good, and this tiger skin green pepper... and shredded potatoes, they are all my favorites. Can I settle down in Baishan Village? I can even be a son-in-law."

"Look at how little you have, you are willing to be a son-in-law just for a stutterer!"

"Do you dare to say you don't want to?"

"Me? Of course... I am willing, but I am old, I am fifty years old. Even if I become a son-in-law, people will look down on me... But my son can. Not only is he hardworking, but most importantly, he is young. He is just twenty years old this year. As long as there is a young girl in the village who likes my son, I will keep him immediately."

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they started chatting, but the content regarding "the son-in-law" was obviously a joke.

After the villagers finished eating, they started to wash the dishes. The caravan members helped them. Together they washed the dishes and wiped the tables and chairs.

By this time, it was already dark.

Lan Yueji saw that there was still some porridge left in the stone basin, and there was some food left in several small pots, so she asked, "What should we do with these?"

Xu Yintong said: "Everyone take a bowl and take some food home, don't waste it."

"it is good."

The villagers served all the food and then stood facing the altar in silence.

Bu Shangban whispered: "What are you doing?"

Xu Yintong replied, "We are praying and giving thanks... Before, we always prayed before eating every meal, and we also prayed after the meal. But today, because you are here, we didn't pray before the meal, so we will make up for it now."

"I am also a believer. Take me with you." Bu Shangban also hurriedly stood in the group of villagers, but he was not used to praying in his heart. Instead, he muttered: "Please, God, bless my father, mother, wife and children to have a good rebirth. It would be best if they were all reborn in Baishan Village, so that they will have no worries about food and clothing when they are born..."

Lan Yueji also joined the prayer team. She said, "My Lord God, my husband and I can see you, but my two daughters cannot. I hope you can open their eyes so that they can also bathe in your divine light..."

Luo Mingyue pretended not to hear it. Anyway, she was not in the cardboard box now, so the little people couldn't see her.

The Yu siblings stood at the end of the team. The elder sister, Yu Qin'er, stammered, "God, please bless my parents to rest in peace... If my parents are to be reincarnated, I hope they can be reincarnated into a good family... If possible, I hope my parents can be reincarnated as my children, because I still want to be a family with them. I will do my best to let my parents grow up without worries and happily..."

His younger brother Yu Zonghe said: "God, I hope you can bless our caravan so that there will be no more casualties. I hope we can all be safe and healthy, free from disasters and diseases, until we die of old age..."

The other 28 caravan members who could not see Luo Mingyue also began to make wishes one after another:
"My Lord God, I want to get rich overnight. I want to pick up a box of gold, find a wealthy city to settle down, marry a gentle wife, live a loving life, and have many children and grandchildren."

"My Lord God, I am afraid of death. I beg you to grant me eternal life. I am willing to serve you..."

"Please grant me an invulnerable body so that I won't be afraid of anyone in future fights. I want to become the God of War..."

The more Luo Mingyue listened, the more speechless she became. Did these people treat her as a wish-making machine? Unfortunately, she could only give the little people some material help. As for the wishes of "immortality" or "a large family" or "invulnerability", she could not fulfill any of them. Even if she could, Luo Mingyue would not satisfy them. She was only responsible for feeding them food to ensure that the little people would not starve to death or die of thirst, or throwing some cloth, etc.

Xu Yintong had sharp ears. After hearing the wishes of the caravan members, she sighed helplessly and corrected them, “The main purpose of prayer is to thank the gods for keeping us well fed and clothed, not for you to ask for too much from the gods. If you pray like this, you might as well not say anything… You are too greedy. I am worried that you will anger the gods.”

"Ah, can't I make a wish?"

"Sorry, this is our first time worshipping a god, and we don't know the rules here."

The caravan members admitted their mistakes with a good attitude and corrected them on the spot, first apologizing and then praising the gods.

After the prayer, everyone discussed cleaning the stone basin. At this time, Luo Mingyue put her head into the cardboard box. She took away the stone basin and the small pot, and at the same time left a stone basin of healing potion for the little people.

Luo Mingyue said: "It can be taken internally or used externally. If it's not enough, I have more here."

In addition, Luo Mingyue provided the people in Baishan Village with warm water made from dissolved detoxifying pills, and told the villagers to drink the water when they were thirsty, which could help detoxify.

The villagers had been poisoned for a long time, so it was impossible for them to recover in just a few days. Besides, they were all very skinny, so getting their bodies back to normal required a gradual process.