Breaking the feudal mentality that has been imprisoned in the people at the bottom for thousands of years, it is difficult to achieve good results in a short period of time if you rely on strong pressure alone, and sometimes it will be counterproductive and cause unnecessary accidents.

—The Autobiography of Terry, Vol. 32

Looking at these pious serfs, Terry knew that the first step of his plan had been completed, even though he was in great pain at this time.

You know, this pretending to be a ghost comes at a price, the few kilowatts of heating spotlights, and the huge battery underneath, but it cost Terry a lot of gold coins.

Seeing that these serfs had begun to regain their hearts, Terry quickly put away the spotlight painfully, after all, he only exchanged for one battery, and such a high wattage would not last long.

"Alright, pious people, the god Jada has seen your sincerity, and now follow me to capture the high priest who betrayed the god Jada."

Strike while the iron is hot, how dare Terry hesitate any longer, after all, it is getting closer and closer to dawn, and if you can use these serfs to solve the great sacrifice, it is better than fighting a tough battle.

So under the guidance of Kayi, Terry took these serfs and headed to the center of the territory.

The High Priest's abode was indeed in the center of the realm, but it didn't have the high-walled compound that Terry had imagined, just a few rows of more elaborate adobe houses.

Along the way, more and more serfs rose up after hearing the news, and soon this team formed a flow of several hundred people.

The flow of nearly 1,000 people filled the small square at the entrance of the Great Sacrifice Residence.

The barking of a few mastiffs had already woken up the family of the high priest, so the doors of the row of adobe houses were opened one by one without the serfs knocking on the door.

The ordinary family members who came out first didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of them when they saw this crowd of people.

"Ahh Dead cold. Yes! Why so many people? What are you goddamn bitches doing here when you don't sleep so late? ”

But when the door of a room in the middle was opened, a white-haired old man wearing the costume of the Central Plains aristocracy pushed the door out tremblingly, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he was also startled at first. But he wasn't like those family members, he just whispered and began to scold.

The white-haired old man seemed to have accumulated power in the hearts of these serfs for a long time, and his rebuke made many timid serfs take several steps back, and for a moment the small square was full of people pushing people, crowding people, and there was chaos.

"Venerable Brownla, this is the Qing Da (butler) of the High Priest Family, and he is usually the one who manages us."

Kayi had completely believed in Terry's "identity" at this time, so he was not too panicked like those serfs, and of course he didn't have the courage to face the Qingda directly, but only whispered to Terry to introduce the identity of the old man.

"Okay, I see, can you go and ask if the high priest is there?"

By this time, the high priest had not come out, and Terry had a faint sense that something was wrong, but in any case, since these serfs had been instigated, no matter whether the high priest could not come out or not, what should have happened had to be allowed to happen.

"Honorable ...... That Qingda! Big...... What about the Great Sacrifice? Let him come out and meet Brownra. ”

Although Kayi was still a little scared, he did not dare to disobey the order of the divine envoy, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, stammering at the white-haired old man.

"Karma? You are a dog who has not been raised by Abba and Grandma, how dare you talk to me like this? Do you want to rebel? ”

Obviously, this young man knew Kayi, but he didn't expect that Kayi, who was usually submissive, would be so bold today that he was so angry that he raised the cane in his hand and was about to knock it on Kayi's head.

"Ahh

When the old man's cane was raised, Kayi reflexively crouched down, holding his head in his hands, and exclaimed.

But Kayi waited for a while, but did not feel the blow of the cane, and quickly raised his head in confusion.

What caught his eye was a tall, burly back, and the black hair that fluttered in the cold wind, wasn't it the respected Lord Brownla?

When Kayi saw everything clearly, he also knew that this Brown-laden master had stopped the cane for him, and broke the noble cane in Qingda's hand in half.

"You...... Who are you? Guts, do you know what this place is? ”

At this moment, Terry's appearance also frightened this Qingda, on this plateau, it is estimated that it is the first time that someone dares to treat him like this, looking at the cane whose hand is broken into two, this Qingda is simply like thunder.

"Who I am, you'll find out later. You'd better let your master come out first. ”

Terry casually threw half of the cane in his hand on the ground, looked at the angry Qingda with cold eyes, and then said slowly in a flat tone.

Although Terry's tone was flat, those godly eyes pierced Qingda's heart like two sharp knives, making him shudder.

"You...... You're the ......."

At this time, the serfs who had calmed down around him had already lit torches, and the afterglow of the torches allowed this young man to see Terry's face clearly, and when he saw Terry's AK47 assault rifle in his other hand, he immediately guessed Terry's identity.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to know about me, so it's easy to hand over the high priest to me, God Jada has something to ask him."

"Ahh You... Are you really Brownla, the god Jada? ”

Although this Qingda has also heard of the legend of Brownla that has been circulating recently, he has not taken it seriously, after all, as the butler of the god, I believe that few people know better than him what the so-called gods are, so at this time, when he saw Terry actually claiming to be Brownla next to the god Jada, of course, it was impossible to believe it immediately.

"What? Don't you believe it? ”

Seeing this young man's expression, how could Terry not understand his thoughts, but since he had already pretended to be a god stick and gained the trust of these serfs, no matter what happened at this time, Terry had to continue to pretend.

"No, no, no, Venerable Brownla, I didn't mean that, it's just that the High Priest is not at home. During the day, he took the guards of his realm to the great city of Kayalapur to visit the big Bum who had married there. ”

Although Qingda still didn't believe that Terry was a real god at this time, the legend of Terry strangling those horse bandits was not fake, and the "artifact" in his hand that could continuously collect human lives was not something he could resist, so this Qingda "knew the times very well" and softened.

"What, what you said is true! So why don't they know? ”

Although the Qingda in front of him didn't look like he was lying, there was an obvious loophole in it, that is, a grand priest traveled so far away, and none of these serfs under his hands knew about it, unless there was an ulterior secret for the high priest to avoid the serf and leave secretly.

"Ahh Venerable Lord Brownla, how dare I lie to you? I ......"

Hearing Terry say this, the old man seemed to be very frightened, and quickly bowed respectfully, and no one in front of him noticed that the hand behind the back of this Qingda suddenly made a secret gesture.

"Bang"

Before he could finish his words, a rough gunshot suddenly rang out in the adobe house behind him.