Chapter 1179: Chapter 1179: He Cannot Be Without Her
Perhaps everyone isn’t aware.
Every God has their own mana, which corresponds to their duty.
For instance, Yue Lao cannot help mortals resurrect, but he can preside over a person’s fate and coincidences.
In other words, Star Lord Yuan Qing does not have the right to directly punish wicked people.
So how did he come to have a group of pilgrim followers?
Bai Zhi’er found it very strange.
The letter said that in Yan Country, more than half of the commanderies revere this Star Lord Yuan Qing.
It’s said that as long as you go to his temple to offer incense and make a wish, those who have grudges with you will face retribution in a very short time.
Over time, people believed in always having their wishes granted, so Star Lord Yuan Qing’s reputation became quite famous in Yan Country.
But Bai Zhi’er wondered, with such a reputable name, why don’t the people of Great Chu worship him?
Instead, there are some followers in Great Qin and Yan Country.
Bai Zhi’er put the letter down, about to speak.
Feng Fuce seemed to guess what she wanted to say: "You want to go to Yan Country to have a look?"
Bai Zhi’er was taken aback and then chuckled: "How did you figure that out, do you have the Mind Reading Technique?"
Feng Fuce laughed lightly: "I’ve been with you for many years; I can understand your intentions from just a look."
Bai Zhi’er nodded: "That’s right, I want to investigate this matter in Yan Country."
"Star Lord Yuan Qing receives pilgrim merit, but my mother doesn’t know about this, there might be an issue here, I need to investigate."
"However, it will have to wait until after doing a hundred good deeds. Otherwise, if we set off for Yan Country now, we might not make it in time."
Feng Fuce pondered for a moment: "It’s winter now, and the water route isn’t great, but if we were to exit our bodies using Divine Sense in a dream to go directly to Yan Country, it would be convenient."
In fact, within several nights, they could clarify the matters Bai Zhi’er wanted to know.
Bai Zhi’er thought for a moment: "Alright! Then..."
"In a few days." Feng Fuce said calmly: "You’re about to come of age, celebrate your birthday properly first, and then worry about other things."
Bai Zhi’er thought it over and nodded obediently.
At this time, Feng Fuce glanced at the sky outside.
He spoke in a low voice: "There’s still about an hour."
Bai Zhi’er tilted her head in confusion: "What?"
Feng Fuce looked at her: "The Emperor will come to see you after finishing state affairs, there’s about an hour, so I can rest here with you for an hour."
"That’s enough." With that, he suddenly stood up.
He hugged Bai Zhi’er’s waist and pulled her toward the couch.
Bai Zhi’er exclaimed: "What are you doing! If you want to sleep, sleep by yourself!"
Yet in the next second, Feng Fuce was already lying on the couch with her in his arms.
The soft bedding was filled with Bai Zhi’er’s fragrance.
Feng Fuce lay on the outer side of the bed.
His arm rested firmly on Bai Zhi’er’s chest.
Bai Zhi’er struggled several times like a poor little fish unable to escape.
She moved around, and in the process, her hair became messy.
However, Feng Fuce only held her tighter: "I’ll just sleep for a while, nowhere else feels as safe as here."
Bai Zhi’er puffed up with anger, her face blushing warmly: "Stop tricking me, you never sleep!"
Feng Fuce’s voice carried a faint exhaustion: "But occasionally, I do close my eyes to rest, after being injured by your mother, I also need to recuperate, but in the past few days, I haven’t rested much."
Bai Zhi’er was startled.
"How many days haven’t you closed your eyes?"
"Five days."
All he wished for was to bring the person back earlier, to return earlier to see her.
Feng Fuce couldn’t bear a day without Bai Zhi’er.
He would go crazy, felt uneasy.
