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I didn't know it, but when I sensed it, I found that the idol was no longer a simple star feng shui power, but it was transformed into divine power in this moment.

Only the idol still has traces of star power around it.

This efficiency is really strong!

Suddenly, a sense of crisis came over me. In the sense of civilization, he seemed to be being targeted.

And the man who has his eye on him, or God.

"Is the City God Lord here?"

Civilization directly handles a little bit, and communicates with the city god with the blood shed by the fat man.

Nima! No, who the hell is this? Why are you so stingy? Is this desperately trying to transform the power of the stars, so that you can teach me a lesson for a while?

"Is the City God Lord here?"

"Is the City God Lord here?"

"Is the City God Lord here?"

……

After shouting a few times in a row, the statue of the city god did not react in the slightest, and civilization had to be on guard.

In his strong perception, this city god attracts the power of the stars, and the mountains and rivers are connected below, and in the middle is the belief of the rich and the students and teachers, and it is also very condensed.

The civilization that watched it had a rush to lift a stone and shoot itself in the foot.

"Hey, boy, scared?"

After a while, waves were set off in the Divine Domain, and the City God spoke.

"Don't do bad things for people, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. ”

The city god, the voice is majestic, and the temple trembles endlessly. The shock made a buzzing in people's ears, and at the same time, a mighty divine power swept over the sky. Many people were even more frightened and pale.

"Don't do bad things for people, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. ”

Is this talking about us?

We are businessmen, how can we not do anything wrong!

Dead, dead, dead this time.

I was afraid in my heart, but I didn't dare to move, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing.

Now it's fear. But the city gods have all appeared, which means that Mingji, the underworld, and the eighteen layers of hell all exist.

This is the great horror that scares people to death!

At this time, even if someone ran over and slapped them, they didn't dare to move.

On the contrary, it was civilized and stood up.

"Huh, why are you up?"

Who got up?

Everyone wanted to know, but no one dared to look up.

"Didn't you say that you don't do anything bad for yourself, and you don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night? ”

Bold, is this god something that you, a mortal, can dismiss? There are thousands of mortals in the world, who does not lose their hearts, and who does not live up to them?"

That's great!

Chenghuang's words, listening to the feeling of a rich man's confidant. The power of faith suddenly changed from shallow belief to true faith.

The so-called shallow belief does not mean that they do not believe in the gods.

If it was before today, they were not only shallow believers, but also pan-believers.

The so-called pan-belief is to see the temple, burn incense, and it is nothing if you don't burn it. That's unbelief.

And today, they really saw God.

So God, they believe. It's just a shallow faith.

Nima: We've done everything we can, how dare we believe it!

However, Chenghuang's words allowed them to cross the shallow faith and the true faith, and became the true faith. That is, to believe in Him.

If you look at the relationship between people, it is from strangeness and trust, to a confidant at once.

With such a large span, even God was shocked.

In the light of Zhan Zhan, a middle-aged man dressed in the official uniform of the Tang Dynasty appeared from the statue, but it was a pity. The gods of the East have little demand for incense, and with the power of attracting stars and gathering spiritual energy in civilization, the power of the city god is very strong. The power of dozens of people's faith incense is really inconspicuous. Therefore, he was shocked, his majestic face was still full of anger, and a pair of divine eyes looked directly at civilization, and sneered: "Don't you be ashamed to say it!

As soon as the words fell, a divine light swept in, drowning civilization in an instant.

"I don't know what to call Lord Chenghuang?"

The light laughter of civilization only came out clearly in the vast divine light.

The city god was really shocked this time, and for some reason the mighty divine light was just dissipated in the blink of an eye.

And of course. As a civilization that has been a demon of the negative energy force of the universe, there are really not many people in this world who can make him feel sorry.

The City God's magic is guilty, just like the gang of people crying behind civilization. But for civilization, he is only sixteen years old in this life, what is there to be sorry for?

There is no loss, no matter how divine this is, it is also ineffective.

Wen Wen still stood in place and asked, "I just want to know if Lord Chenghuang is willing to stay in the small temple......

"A bold mortal, he dares to make a big statement in front of the city god!"

Suddenly, a rich man beside Zhou Tianxiang immediately jumped out, furious, and pointed at Wenming angrily: "Don't make amends to Lord Chenghuang yet!"

I'm going! Is this a fanatic?

Civilization couldn't believe its eyes.

In the future, if anyone says that the people of Zhongyuan are not pious, Lao Tzu will have to slap him.

"Tsk, just to ask a question, do you need such a fire?"

Once a person is a fanatical believer, he has nothing to say to him. Because fanatics have no reason to speak to their gods, they have crooked butts from the beginning and sit on their god's side.

So whatever he said, Wenming didn't care, looked at the Chenghuang God who was sinking like water, and asked, "Isn't it, Lord Chenghuang?"

"Hehe, Your Excellency is so bold!"

Cheng Huang waved his hand to stop the anger of his fanatical followers, squinted his eyes and chuckled: "This god's surname is Cheng, and the word is Zhen. He was born in the ninth year of Emperor Wen of Sui and died on February 7 of the second year of Tang Linde. ”

"Cheng Yizhen?"

The brains of civilization turn and recall carefully.

Who Cheng Yizhen is, Wenming doesn't know, but his surname is Cheng, and he has a purple qi natality, and he is still an ugly man in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties.

Eighty percent of this product is Cheng Biting Gold.

Since he cultivated the truth, the memory of civilization is very good, and he can't remember it wrong.

As for why it's not 100 percent, it's still 80 percent, it's civilization that worries that he's cheating on himself.

Those who can become city gods are naturally meritorious, but merit does not mean that they have a good character.

For example, this Cheng bites gold, a child of the family, but can you imagine that this product has sold private salt, robbed the aisle, and later served as an emperor, not to mention, after surrendering to the Tang Dynasty, not only was he not killed, but he was also named Lu Guogong, ranking among the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion.

Nima! Once the emperor is not dead, there are a few who dare to underestimate him.

This is just Cheng biting Jin, what if he doesn't have the surname Cheng?

Carefully calculate that there are a lot of pit goods in this city god!

So Wenming thought about it for a while, stretched out his thumb to express his admiration, and talked about the Han and Tang dynasties Fengyue is the most prosperous scenery in Chinese history, and the territory is invincible in the world, but it is a pity that China is no longer brave when it passes.