"Brother, I'm so sad, I don't want to accept the offerings of believers in the future."

Under the watchful eyes of men, women and children, the convoy continued to move forward. As soon as Wu Qi'er entered the carriage, she lay in the hero's arms and wiped her tears.

Before, she wanted to let those people leave the so-called "offerings", but who knew that just expressing a little such a meaning, they were so frightened that they cried, as if the sky was about to fall, and some old people even fainted on the spot.

The temple greed had become a habit, and the believers had long been accustomed to being taken, and the mercy of the witches was seen by the gods as being dissatisfied with them and unwilling to accept their offerings.

Helplessly, she could only accept those "possessions" that might be the only "property" they had with a clear conscience, and then she regained a smile.

The hero caressed the top of the girl's head with pity, and said softly, "No, on the contrary, you should increase the intensity of the offering." ”

"Why? Don't you see what those people's difficulties have become, and how can I bear it? ”

"There's no way around it, even if you don't take it, they'll still give everything they can to the temple, because it's their greatest sustenance, and it's also their greatest reliance on hope.

You also saw it just now, if you don't accept it, it is equivalent to extinguishing the last bit of thought in their hearts, maybe something will happen when they go back. ”

"That'...... So what should I do? ”

"Simple, exercise the power of your oracle." The hero smirked, "Don't forget, even in the canon, gods are not only benevolent.

The so-called thunder, rain and dew are all kindness, and it is the real God's job to promote good when encountering good, and punishing evil when evil is evil. ”

Wu Que'er's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands and said, "This method is good!" But how do I know if it's good or evil to worship someone? ”

"This one is even simpler, with me here, you just have to play prestige."

"Brother Xiong......"

The girl hugged the hero hard and murmured, "Can you always be by the side of the finch?" ”

"I can't."

The witch bird bared her teeth.

"It should be that you have to be by your brother's side forever."

The girl immediately smiled.

On this day, the procession arrived in a large city, coinciding with the completion of the reconstruction of the local temple, and as the closest messenger to God, Wu Que Er naturally went to pray for blessings.

In the rest place of the apse, the hero smelled some pungent lacquer in the air, and his heart was extremely depressed.

This place was destroyed by his own hands, and after just over two months, it has become bigger and more glorious than before.

If it was the temple that spent money, then he would only be happy, but unfortunately not.

According to the new local priest, from the day after the destruction of the place, a large number of believers spontaneously came to donate money and materials.

In just ten years, not only did we have enough money to rebuild, but we also had a lot of surpluses.

The most helpless thing in this world is not the person who can't wake up and pretends to be asleep, but the person who can't wake up and thinks he's awake.

Believers and brain-dead fans are the same species, no matter how angry you are, it is useless to mourn their misfortune, there is no other way than to destroy their faith.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door, and the hero went over to open it, and when he saw a female servant bringing refreshments outside, he turned sideways to let her in.

The servant knelt down and withdrew after offering tea to Wu Qi'er, without looking up from beginning to end, extremely respectful, but after the hero closed the door, there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter, Brother Xiong?" Wu Que asked.

The hero flipped his wrist and spread out his palm, holding a ball of paper in his palm.

"I'm surprised that the group of diehards of the ancestor can still sneak into the temple."

Wu Que Er already knew that there were a group of secret members of the Divine Grace Dao who were not controlled by the Divine Temple, so she immediately understood what he meant.

"You mean, the servant of God just ......"

The hero nodded, opened the paper ball, and saw that there were many words written densely on it, so he handed it to the girl, and said: "This is the list of local wicked people who should be punished by the 'gods' and their crimes, you can take a good look at it, and if you see it next, just take a shot, don't have any worries." ”

Wu Qi'er happily took it, only looked at it twice, and slapped it on the table angrily.

"These bastards, they all deserve to die!"

The hero cheered on the side: "Come on, my angel girl!" ”

……

The auspicious time has arrived, and the blessing ceremony begins.

The doors of the temple were open, but only local officials and wealthy gentry could enter, and ordinary people could only kneel outside. But even so, those people were still excited, and many of them even cried when the witch bird appeared.

The relevant steps and etiquette of the ceremony have already been introduced in detail by the priest Joy Xiang, so Wu Que'er went very smoothly, but he was a little anxious and wanted to get to the last step earlier.

Finally, after the incense has been applied, the watch has been burned, the chanting and prayer are over, and the last part of the ceremony, the blessing, is long overdue.

The so-called blessing is an old trick of the temples in various places, which is nothing more than pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, collecting money at the same time, fooling fools and fools and fools, and improving faith, which is similar to those great fairies in the hero's previous life.

The only difference is that the blessing of this world is that there is something that can at least keep the blessed person healthy for a while.

To put it bluntly, it is the Shi Fa who exports a little bit of true qi to them. Wu Qi'er is now a demigod, and the output is divine power, and the effect is naturally better, in the eyes of believers, it is a divine envoy who is really magical.

It can be seen from this that no matter what kind of belief exists, it can only exist as the sustenance of the soul, and once it is implemented, it is a lie.

According to the old rules, the only people who are eligible to receive blessings are of course those officials and wealthy gentry who have spent a lot of money.

One by one, they came to the stage and knelt down. Don't look at Wu Qi'er who is petite, but full of momentum, especially the arrogant style, acting in his true colors, and a faint glance in his eyes, he can silence those guys who are used to being powerful on weekdays.

"Old man Meng Liangren, meet the Divine Envoy! May my God be eternal, and the temple will be eternal! ”

A trembling, white-haired old man stepped onto the stage and knocked to the ground.

A fine light flashed under Wu Qi'er's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The god is merciful, rewards the good and punishes the evil, and blesses the world." The blessings of the good continue, and the evil are destroyed.

Meng Liangren, you, are you good? Is it evil? ”

The old man froze. Before, the divine envoy didn't say a word, why did he come to me and ask questions?

The priest next to him, Joey Xiang, was also stunned, and frequently glanced at Wu Qi'er, but was ignored.

"Decay...... The old man has built bridges and repaired roads all his life, donated money and done good, never slackened, and respectfully asked God to make the adults clear. ”

How else can Meng Liangren answer? You can't tell the truth, there are so many people on the scene, you have to be faced.

The corners of Wu Qi'er's mouth curled slightly: "In this case, then it is up to God to judge whether you are good or evil!" ”

As the words fell, she lifted her face, raised her arms outstretched, closed her eyes and began to recite the prayer with words.

The hero almost couldn't hold back his laughter in the back stage, and said in his heart that he didn't expect this girl to be a drama spirit, and she was very good at acting!

At this moment, I suddenly heard the thunder rumbling on a sunny day.

Joey was shocked, but before he could stop him, he saw a bolt of lightning appear and slash at the top of Meng Liangren's head.

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