In the medical hall near the temple fair, four bloody women were sent over.

If it weren't for the hair and the fragrance on the body, a few doctors would really not be able to recognize whether these Roshan are men or women...?!

"This is definitely more than one beating?!"

Tearing open the blood-stained clothes, Doctor Yihuajia sighed.

"I don't know, can it be cured?" asked the messenger irritably.

This matter is within his jurisdiction, and he must be held responsible afterwards, of course, this is still in the absence of dead people.

The doctor probed their snorts: "It's okay, it's still breathing." ”

"That's good, that's good!" the messenger nodded with relief.

It was afternoon, and the temple fair was still crowded and lively.

"Where are we going?"

Geng Mo patted the one hundred taels of gold tickets in his pocket and asked proudly.

Naturally, the rest of the money was handed over to the old ghost as usual.

Er Fat often joked that the old ghost was our brother's big housekeeper, and the latter smiled and did not deny it.

......

"Yo, it doesn't feel the same when you're rich, huh?" the second fat smiled and squinted his eyes.

"Well, yes!" Zhan Bao nodded in agreement with Erfat's words.

"Have you forgotten what day it is?"

The old ghost gave a hundred taels of silver tickets to each of the few people present, and he didn't forget Chunchun's instructions: "Save a little money, it can be regarded as an advance dividend." ”

"Cut... It's stingy!"

"Inhumane!" Lin Chong glared at the old ghost viciously, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Brother Ghost, where are you going to take us to play?" Jiang Ying asked with a smile.

After coming back with the second fool at noon, Jiang Ying's little face has been very happy.

She stood beside Wang Dan, her beautiful nose bridge and pale red lips were different from Wang Qiong's delicate charm, more like a cunning charm, flashing another dazzling charm.

"Xiaoying, don't make trouble," Wang Qiong pulled Jiang Ying with a smile: "They have their own opinions." ”

Old ghost: "The temple fair of the god king, how can you get a year's blessing if you don't go to incense?"

Geng Mo slapped his head, how could he forget his ancestors......?

"But, it's all afternoon?" The second fat looked at the big sun in the sky, and muttered to his stomach that there was no way to worship God in the afternoon?

"Fat brother, you don't understand this very well. ”

"Smack!" The second fat pulled the chic who was ready to continue pretending: "Speak well." ”

"Woo..."Chic didn't dare to talk to the second fat, and said weakly: "For thousands of years, as long as the sun does not set, the god king can worship." ”

"Then let's go to incense?"

"Haole!" Jiang Ying pulled Liangmei and cheered.

......

The temple of the god king towers over the hill of the bazaar.

Green and fiery red maple trees complement each other. The splendid temple palace is more solemn. The red carpet inlaid with gold wire was spread from the bottom of the mountain to the entrance of the temple, and the neatly arranged statues of the guards were respectfully arranged on both sides, solemn and impressive.

There are people along the road, and the people under the mountain are rushing here.

Along the way, they folded their hands and their faces were reverent.

......

Looking at Geng Mo, who was walking in front of the pedestrian with a straight waist, Jiang Ying's big eyes were full of confusion......?

As a girl, from the moment she saw Geng Mo on the plane, she had already fallen.

She can't forget the moment when her big brother took her hand and walked in the jungle.

I can't forget that I swore to death in the rock cave, and was brutally knocked out by Liu Guangneng and died, and it was the eldest brother who drained the blood on his body to exchange for her vitality!

I can't forget the moment when I was full of darkness in the Shenyu Village prison, but it was the big brother who brought her a glimmer of hope again!

This time, again and again, no matter what she does, whether she is reserved or bold, she still can't get back the sincerity of her big brother.

That kind of brother and sister affection, what a fart???

That's not what she wants!

Jiang Ying walked behind, staring at Geng Mo's back viciously!

Geng Mo, who was walking in front, felt it, touched his nose and looked back, and smiled gently at Jiang Ying.

"!" Jiang Ying raised her middle finger at Geng Mo.

......

Wang Dan also walked behind, and she pulled Jiang Ying without a trace.

"What's the matter, sister?" Jiang Ying changed her face with a rippling smile, like a spring breeze.

Wang Dan blushed and pointed to the battle treasure beside Er Fat.

"Oh-" Jiang Ying dragged out a long voice, her eyes rolled, and the ghostly leaned into her ear: "Wood, right?"

"Hmm. ”

Wang Dan agreed with a red face like a mosquito, his eyes full of complaints.

"Alas......" Jiang Ying sighed, and leisurely took out a small bag from the sachet she was carrying.

"Is this...?"

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Ying nodded, looking at Wang Dan's pink melon seed face, she was even more confused......

I've been a young flower since kindergarten... Until now, with his delicate and convex figure, not to mention the return rate on the street, even Brother Tian has fallen when he sees himself.

Why do girls who are so good-looking have to chase after them?

......

Along the way, with Geng Mo's consent, the old ghost made some sesame oil money, and everyone came to the inner courtyard.

A few Bodhi trees are huge, the apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray temple ridge, the pale green towering ancient trees, **solemn, this is really different from the bustling outer courtyard, a little more quiet.

"God-King mercy. An old monk clasped his hands together: "Donors, please." ”

After entering the inner hall, Geng Mo looked at the three statues of the god king with clay golden bodies, and was speechless for a long time.

Look closely... The ancestor on the left side with the swallow-jawed tiger beard and halberd is not only the eyes, if he shaves off his beard, he will also look like ...... himself!

Silence was forbidden in the hall, and the old ghosts saw that Geng Mo was in a daze, so they lit the incense first.

Feeling that someone was filming him, Geng Mo came back to his senses... The old ghost mouthed at him Nunu.

Geng Mo smiled, walked up to the yellow-robed monk, took out the golden ticket that was not yet warm and threw it into the merit box, and then pointed to the thickest incense.

The great monk's eyelids jumped, and he secretly calmed down, and silently recited the mercy of the god king.

Geng Mo straightened his waist, walked to the offering table step by step, lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner, then closed his eyes and knelt down to kowtow a few times.

"Donor, slow!"

The great monk, who had always been calm, suddenly shouted, startling Geng Mo by a big jump.

Doesn't that mean you can't talk in this?

Geng Mo turned his head in surprise to look at the great monk, followed his gaze and then looked at the altar again......

......

The great monk's loud shout was not only Geng Mo, but when he saw the vision, all the pilgrims in the inner hall were stunned.

The monks were even more frightened and knelt on the ground.

......

What did they really see???

The one on the far left of the three coarse incense sticks inserted in the incense burner is like an old smoker who has not smoked for three years, and in one breath, the fire point on the incense floats down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, one incense burns out, followed by the one on the right side also burns out inexplicably.

Only the middle one remains, and the fire is still at the top, and smoke is wafting.

Standing up, Geng Mo looked at the statue of his ancestor again.

However, he felt that the ancestor winked at him, followed by a burst of heat in his chest!

Suddenly, Geng Mo was so shocked that he almost jumped in fright!

...... ......

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