A group of people returned to the village, passing by the dilapidated temple.
Suddenly, a sturdy man said, "Since Dog Tail Grass God is gone, why don't we sell his statue... Maybe we can trade it for some food."
The others all looked at the shattered statue, their eyes gleaming.
"Dog Tail Grass God's statue could probably fetch a few hundred steamed corn buns, right?" The fat man's eyes shone.
Shen Tu immediately grew anxious. "The god protected Green Water Village for so long. How can we smash his statue?"
Once the statue was smashed, he, the Divine Official, would have no status left at all.
"Dog Tail Grass God protected us while he was alive. Even after his fall, he surely wouldn't watch us starve. He'd be willing to sacrifice himself for us," the fat man said.
The other villagers also looked at the statue, their eyes gleaming.
Ever since Dog Tail Grass God had emerged from the statue, he had not truly given Green Water Village much protection.
After all, Green Water Village had possessed neither food nor offerings back then.
Dog Tail Grass God might have run away long ago, or perhaps starved to death.
"If the statue is smashed, Green Water Village will suffer divine wrath. No god will protect us again in the future!" Shen Tu said anxiously.
As long as the statue remained, the inheritance remained.
If they prayed and worshipped devoutly, offering sacrifices, perhaps a new god would emerge from the statue.
"This statue's rank is too low. We can't even keep ourselves alive, so how can we make offerings and think about the future?
"I think selling it for money is better. At least we can enjoy ourselves before we die!"
"That's right. Most of the surrounding villages worship New Gods.
"People