The reason why Lin Wan'er was able to win today, in addition to her own strength, mainly relied on Zhang Cheng's tricks.

And the reason why Zhang Cheng spared no effort to promote this matter was definitely for Lin Wan'er, and secondly, for the sake of Shenjunguan.

The Divine Monarch Temple is now his base camp, and if he wants to grow stronger, he must first make a name for himself.

Because of Shen Banxian's matter, Shenjun Guan is a little well-known in the vicinity, but it is far from enough in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

If Lin Wan'er can become the vice president, coupled with Feng Delun's help, she can firmly hold the religious propaganda in the southwest area in her hands, and it will be difficult for Shenjun to become famous at that time.

Once there are more pilgrims, not only will the incense increase, but the most important thing is the power of faith.

After Sister Xiao Man can easily control the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror, she will be able to release the Corpse King to attract the Heavenly Tribulation, so as to make a large number of lightning strike wood, and then use the lightning strike wood to make rune paper.

Today, the Divine Monarch Temple has played a momentum, and these scattered mountain gates are vying to win over the relationship, which also paves the way for the future rune paper changer.

These things are all linked and indispensable, and today's competition is the primary condition for everything, only by winning the chief disciple and vice president, can the Shenjun Guan have the hope of rapid growth.

The celebration dinner lasted until the second half of the night before gradually dispersed, Feng Delun couldn't find Wang Dafu, and it was not easy to talk to Lin Wan'er in private, so he finally had to find Zhang Cheng and ask him to help him greet Master Zhang after he went back.

However, Feng Delun never dreamed that the man in his thirties in front of him was Zhang Cheng himself.

Zhang Cheng didn't say anything, just nodded in response, and thanked the other party for helping today.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Cheng helped the drunk Lin Wan'er back to the hotel, and when he entered the door, he found that Wang Dafu, an old man, was already lying on the sofa and snoring, no wonder no one answered the phone for a long time just now.

Everyone was tired enough today, Zhang Cheng didn't wake him up, and after carrying Lin Wan'er to bed, he took a shower by himself, climbed into bed and closed his eyes to meditate.

I don't know how long it took, before dawn, Zhang Cheng's phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Cheng was afraid of waking Lin Wan'er, so he got out of bed and picked up the phone and walked to the balcony, looked down and found that it was Hou Jingshan calling.

"It's not dawn yet, what's the matter?" Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then picked it up.

"Hey...... Is it the master? Hou Jingshan's voice came from the other end of the phone, and it sounded a little hoarse.

Zhang Cheng frowned, "Didn't you say don't call the master?" In the future, just call me senior brother, just say it...... What's the matter. ”

"Yes...... Division...... Senior Brother ......" Hou Jingshan coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother, you don't know, after you left, it has been raining near Shenjun Temple for two days......

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but scold: "I said that you are not full!" I'm not a dragon king, what do you tell me when it rains! Isn't Lao Tzu too good to you, you dare to call and tease me in the middle of the night! ”

"Lord...... Brother...... No, don't be angry......" Hou Jingshan was startled, and quickly explained: "If it was just raining, I wouldn't dare to disturb you, but when it rained, everyone in the audience was sick, even the pilgrims who came to the door were like this, I always felt that something was wrong......"

Zhang Cheng frowned, "Are you sick?" You are all mages, and your physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, so you won't get sick when it rains......"

"Who says it's not......" Hou Jingshan coughed a few more times, "and this disease is a bit strange, no matter what medicine you take, it doesn't get better, and it's getting worse and worse, and several people can't get out of bed now......"

"So serious?" Zhang Cheng pondered for a moment, if he was just sick, it would be nothing in his eyes, and the plague would be guaranteed to be alive as soon as he was removed.

But he is still in Rongcheng now, and he can't go back for a while, judging from Hou Jingshan's words, this disease seems to be quite serious, and he can't even get out of bed for a day or two.

Zhang Cheng thought for a while and said, "That's ...... You send the seriously ill ones to the hospital first, and then prescribe a few more medicines to come back and try them, and I'll leave for me now! ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng hurriedly woke up Wang Dafu and Lin Wan'er and asked them to clean up quickly.

Wang Dafu's eyes were hazy, and he muttered dissatisfiedly: "What's so urgent?" Tiandou hasn't lit up yet......"

Zhang Cheng pulled him up from the sofa and briefly explained the matter.

"What? Are all the people in the audience sick? Wang Dafu was stunned, "How is this possible?" ”

Zhang Cheng urged: "There must be something strange about this matter, otherwise I wouldn't be in a hurry to go back, don't ask, hurry up and pack up, we'll leave now!" ”

Wang Dafu also realized the seriousness of the matter, even if he didn't care about the life or death of Hou Jingshan, a group of sick seedlings and pestles were there, which pilgrim would dare to come to the door.

And I heard that even pilgrims are sick, and if this spreads, I think there is an outbreak of infectious diseases in the Divine Monarch Temple.

"! Why are things one after another, and they don't let people live! Wang Dafu kept complaining while packing his luggage.

A few minutes later, Lin Wan'er packed up and walked out of the room, Wang Dafu also stuffed things into his pocket, and the three of them immediately went downstairs and checked out.

Fortunately, Rongcheng is not far from Jiangcheng, and there are very few high-speed cars in the middle of the night, Zhang Cheng has been racing all the way, and he has not let go of the accelerator along the way.

Even so, by the time they rushed back to Jiangcheng, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

"It's strange, it's not raining yet, is it?"

Wang Dafu opened the window and looked outside, not to mention the rain, there was not even a trace of dark clouds in the sky, a scene of the rising sun in the east and a clear sky.

Zhang Cheng also felt a little strange, secretly thinking that Hou Jingshan shouldn't have the courage to lie to himself, could it be that the rain had stopped?

But when I look at the road, there is no water at all, and it doesn't look like it has been raining for two days in a row.

Zhang Cheng didn't say much, and continued to drive in the direction of the Shenjun Temple, when there were still about five kilometers away from the Shenjun Temple, the sky suddenly darkened, and the rain fell tricklingly.

"Huh?" Zhang Cheng frowned, thought about it, turned the head of the car and drove back, about two or three hundred meters, and it was sunny again.

"What's going on?" Wang Dafu poked his head out of the car window and found a round dark cloud hanging behind him, drizzling inside the dark cloud, and a clear sky outside the dark cloud.

Lin Wan'er looked out the window and said hesitantly: "Maybe it's raining in the area, this is the outskirts of the city, and the front is a mountainous area, which is normal, right?" ”

Zhang Cheng pondered for a moment, did not speak, turned a corner and continued to drive in the direction of Shenjun Temple.

But it didn't take long for Wang Dafu, who was sitting in the back row, to suddenly start coughing, and the more he coughed, the more he coughed, and he was almost out of breath.

(End of chapter)