It's a pity that no matter what Lu Yang says, everyone still continues to worship there.

Lu Yang pushed open the door of the tent and said loudly: "The people inside are not sick anymore, so there is no need to guard them anymore!" ”

"What?!"

The two guards, dumbfounded, glanced curiously into the tent.

The dead air on everyone's faces was gone, and even the air was much fresher.

Looking at the recovered crowd, the two guards were stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, the two quietly retreated and went straight to the commander's barracks.

"The gods have descended! The gods have descended! ”

The commander put down the file in his hand and rebuked angrily: "The barracks are noisy, what kind of system!" ”

Seeing the angry boss, the two of them realized how funny their behavior was just now, and hurriedly lowered their heads and said, "Report to the general, all the patients in Camp A have recovered." ”

"Oh?"

The coach was stunned: "Take me to see!" ”

With that, he got up.

After a while, in the face of the people who had recovered their health, the coach gasped.

"What about the immortals?"

"Where's Eun Gong?"

"Has the Living Bodhisattva returned to the West?"

The exclamations one after another made the coach frown and roared: "Quiet! ”

Everyone suddenly lost their voices, and only made eye contact with each other.

"Tell me what's going on?"

The boss stared at a boy, and the frightened boy took a half step back.

"There was a god who gave me a potion to drink, and my body was fine after drinking it."

The boy's tears were about to fall.

The coach's long-standing aura weighed down the boy's breath.

Looking at the tears in the boy's eyes, the coach's eyes were relieved and he said, "Have a good rest." ”

Shaking off his cloak, the commander walked outside the tent, and when he was about to recruit people, a group of soldiers walked up to the commander.

"Report to the commander, the people of Camp B, C and D have recovered their health and are now asking to leave the camp."

The coach trembled slightly: "Have you seen anyone who has been treated?" ”

Everyone nodded and said, "The other party asked us where Xiangliang City was, and then left." ”

"Leave? He's gone! ”

The boss roared angrily: "The poison mist prescription is in his hands, and you just let people go?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

After a while, one of them whispered, "That man is weird, we can't stop him." ”

Looking at the fire in the center of the city, the scorched black smoke enveloping the entire sky, Lu Yang finally understood what the worry in his heart was.

Some people are collecting grievances, and they do not hesitate to kill people to accumulate grievances and do things that hurt heaven and reason.

Lu Yang walked on the street, the doors and windows of every house were closed, there was a small temple in front of him, the door was crumbling, the incense burner had already been pushed to the ground, and even the idol had a hand cut off.

Walking forward slowly, Lu Yang put the broken hand back, pinched a trick in his hand, and the water vapor quickly condensed into ice, repairing the idol.

Lu Yang sincerely burned incense and leaned over and drew a lot from the lottery holder under the divine table.

"Look at your appearance, unlike ordinary Langzhong, who is so leisurely and leisurely to meddle in affairs?"

A sense of majesty mingled with the voice.

Lu Yang raised his head, looked at the beams and pillars of the roof, and said, "If I leave, even if God forgives me, I can't tolerate myself." "Good net

A black shadow slipped from between the beams and pillars, and it was an old man covered in pitch black.

The old man's nose was constantly twitching, and his appearance was old, but the essence of his eyes was constantly floating in the depths of his eyes.

"Hypocrisy!"

Lu Yang said lightly: "Isn't it even more ridiculous that the predecessors turned into human shells, but despised human beings?" ”

Obviously, he was several feet away, but with a flick of the old man's hand, Lu Yang was suddenly sent flying.

"That's right, I despise human beings, I come to God for something, and I come to smash the temple if I have nothing to do, and this is how human beings will take revenge, so I hate them!"

Lu Yang sniffed the residual breath on his face, and a thin sandalwood fragrance lingered on his face.

Lu Yang patted the dust on his body and said respectfully: "It seems that the juniors have misunderstood the seniors, if there is any offense, please forgive the seniors." ”

The old man snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the temple door was closed.

"Ignorant child, it's not me who you offended, you offended the plague god, do you want to keep the whole corpse?"

Lu Yang frowned and asked suspiciously, "Plague God? ”

"I didn't even know this, so I ran to find death?"

Looking at the puzzled Lu Yang, the old man sneered: "The plague god, it is those souls who have suffered great grievances and have been transformed by heavenly fortune, and the current poisonous fog can be said to be both natural and man-made disasters. ”

Lu Yang looked at the old man in surprise and said, "Blessed by heavenly fortune, but resentful?" ”

The old man said: "The resentment has long been snatched away by other small people, anyway, the plague god doesn't need to be resentful, of course he will cheapen those small people." ”

Lu Yang's expression was heavy, he looked at the Gathering Spirit Guiyuan Dan in his arms, and turned around to leave.

The old man sneered and said, "Even so, you still want to interfere? Annoyed by the plague, no matter how much elixir you have in your hands, you can't save yourself. ”

Lu Yang said without looking back: "Thank you, senior, but the avenue, don't you just know that you can't do it." ”

Looking at Lu Yang's figure, the old man sighed, grabbed a handful of ashes from the incense burner, and threw it in the direction of Lu Yang.

I saw that the ashes of the furnace were like dust mist, floating around Lu Yang.

"Due to the destiny of heaven, the old man can only help you so far, and the rest depends on your personal creation."

Lu Yang nodded, and with a thought, the two ritual scrolls in the dantian suddenly turned into an anti-two ritual array, and the figure disappeared in front of the old man's eyes.

The old man looked surprised, then faded into a smile, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Walking to the lifeless street, Lu Yang lowered his head and pondered, even if it was a plague god, it was impossible for the people of the city to encounter the poisonous fog.

There must be something that is being used as a medium for spells.

At this moment, the void on Lu Yang's waist began to tremble again.

Lu Yang was in the air, and he smelled a sour and rotten smell.

When he turned around, he saw a phantom of a maggot, flashing before his eyes.

When he smelled the stench, Lu Yang felt a whirlwind of the sky.

"Plague God!"

Lu Yang's face changed greatly, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The plague god is a creature that looks like a human, but it doesn't look like a human, and its skin is not intact, and its scalp is long gone.

Looking closely, only half of the ten fingers remained, maggots kept drilling at the wounds, and the evil qi and resentment all over the city were gathered on the plague god.

The grass on the cracks of the stone slabs was yellow and scorched black in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yang held his breath and took two steps back.

The plague god didn't notice Lu Yang beside him, and kept muttering, "Dog officer...... Die. ”

No, it's impossible to beat him.

"This is the Fortune Shield, isn't it?"

Thinking of the old man's sneer, Lu Yang finally realized that he was too self-conscious.

Even if it is only half a priesthood, under the protection of heavenly fortune, that evil aura and resentment make people completely unapproachable.