The gods of our family are so powerful that they have slept for seventy years, and when they wake up, everyone in the world knows about it.

I didn't even have a buffer period of a few days to secretly rejoice behind closed doors.

As he was talking, another little boy also ran over panting, "Great Elder, there are too many believers, the whole mountain road is crowded with people, you can go and take a look." ”

Elder Song was so busy that the soles of his feet were windy, sweet and sorrowful.

He guarded the shrine of the witch god, and he had been an elder for so many years, and he had never met so many believers.

The waist pole has never been so stiff.

The white god of his family has woken up, and any nine-tailed fox of the Rong family has to stand aside from now on.

But...... His white god has a bad temper, and the believers are babbling, and they will definitely make noise to his old man's house. What if he loses his temper and scares the faithful?

It's okay, and the big witch, the big witch looks good-tempered.

Mu Sensen, the good-tempered witch of the Great Witch Girl, slept in the White Temple for half a night, the bed was too hard, and her waist was almost no longer her own.

Her face was so gloomy that she was about to drip water, and when she returned to the temple after washing, she saw a desk in the middle of the golden sunlight just shining in.

On top are clear porridge side dishes, soy milk fritters. It's all steaming hot and appetizing.

Two men sat opposite each other on either side of the desk.

One is the ethereal fairy spirit, like a fairy-like white god. It's just that there has never been an immortal with such a stinky face and a picky eater.

The other is Pei Ji.

When Mu Sensen saw Pei Yu, he felt that his mood was finally better.

She came closer and heard two men chatting in a non-salty manner.

"This soy milk is a bit light."

"Sensen doesn't like sweet, so he doesn't add too much sugar."

"This green vegetable bun is okay, it's delicious."

"The greens are freshly picked from the garden behind the shrine."

"Millet porridge is okay too."

"I heard that it was sent by the believers under the mountain."

"Hmmm......"

Mu Sensen stopped, if he didn't go over, would this awkward conversation continue forever? The two people who spoke in the key were serious, and they didn't feel like they were talking awkwardly at all.

"Ah Yu, come and eat steamed buns."

"Sensen, soy milk."

Both of them summoned her at the same time.

So the table where the two of them sat around became three people. Mu Sensen sat on Pei Shu's side at first, and Bai Shen's already stinky face became even more stinky.

"You sit down for me."

“…… Oh. Still so cautious, she slept with him on a hardboard bed for most of the night.

Seeing that he was in such a bad mood, Mu Sensen didn't dare to recruit him, lowered his eyes, and ate quietly.

Bai Shen ate two mouthfuls of vegetable buns, suddenly frowned, and said to the little boy guarding outside the temple gate, "What kind of incense is burned?" When the mountains are stinking, go and tell them, "Worship and worship, and do not burn incense or make any noise." ”

Little Boy: "......"

Hanging his head, he didn't say a word, and obediently ran out to pass the word.

The front hall of the Witch Temple, so far away from your temple, who smells any incense?

It is the true God like you who dares to say such things to the believers.

Besides, this smell of incense is what Elder Song has begged for a lifetime. The incense of the Shrine over the years combined is not as vigorous as this morning.

Mu Sensen glanced at him, and silently put a piece of rock candy newly sent by the little boy in his soy milk cup.

Bai Shen drank half a cup of soy milk and frowned again.

"Why is that round yellow little earth dog outside the temple door poking his brain again?"