There is no God in this world, and when there are more people who believe, God comes out, just like Mr. Lu Xun said that "there is no way in the world".

Being trusted and respected, Lychee has also had this feeling, and the little brothers and sisters in the orphanage in the past have regarded them as the most relied on big sisters for a period of time.

But the feeling of being worshiped and chanted by thousands of people like this has never been felt by Lychee.

The audience is a god, they have the power comparable to God, but they are like rats living in the sewers, a bit of brocade night walking, once upon a time, there was an audience organization in the East, infinitely close to religion, Chu Zhao was not dead and had a period of involvement with this organization, but that was only an institution between the audience, the believers are also experiencers and low-level listeners, I have never heard of a listener who really dared to go to the secular world to establish their own religion.

Otherwise, there would be no room for the so-called masters of Wang Lin and his ilk to survive.

Because of this, this feeling of being worshiped by so many people makes Lychee a little unfamiliar, and even absurdly moved.

Yes, Lychee thinks this emotion is ridiculous, she disdains to make herself a god, she disdains to have any vassal burdensome emotions, even, she disdains to have these believers.

But looking at the stone carving in front of her, it made her mind a little trance.

She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

For a while, dark clouds gathered from all directions, covering the sky and the sun, like a solar eclipse, and the believers below were either panicked or uneasy, but some people believed that it was a goddess apparition depicted in stone carvings.

It's just that when Lychee opened her eyes again, her appearance changed dramatically, and the scope of change was not much, and even her temperament did not change much, but it was like a completely different person.

She became,

The appearance of Jaime Mei.

Lychee began to walk forward, her steps seemed very light, and her figure slowly became taller, like a fairy descending to earth, bringing light in the darkness.

She is the source of light, the symbol of light.

In front of everyone's eyes, Lychee came to the side of her own stone carving, and the stone carving herself is lifelike, which makes people surprised by the carving technology of this world.

The believers below were astonished at first, then they knelt down and began to prostrate, they were ignorant people, incorrigibly ignorant, and at the same time they were helpless people, they were originally slaves, and after the slave owners left, they lost the meaning of their lives.

So they need God, they need to find a faith.

Lychee's fingertips were like knives, and she began to carve on her sculptures, and soon, the faces on the sculptures were changed, becoming almost indistinguishable from her current appearance.

Then, her body rose into the air, holding the sky with one hand.

In a flash

The clouds retreated,

The sky is full of sunshine!

"Saula!"

"Saula!"

"Wow!"

Everyone below knelt down and chanted, this should be one of the languages of this world, they were cheering for the apparition of God, they were strengthening their faith, today's scene is enough to make thousands of people here the most loyal believers, and then this group of people will infect more people to worship this statue.

The next moment,

Lychee's figure appeared on the side of a mountain in the distance, she returned to her original appearance, raised her head gently, she would not cry, and she would not allow herself to cry.

Because of crying,

It's a very luxurious thing,

She would shed tears, but only tears of joy when she saw the couple die in front of her.

..................

What is happening over there should be very far-reaching first, but Yan Huihong is unwilling to participate, and he is too lazy to participate, he is standing by a big lake at this time, here, it is Lugu Lake.

The heavy rain has reduced the number of tourists here a lot, and the Jiuzhaigou earthquake and frequent mudslides a while ago will indeed have a great impact on Xichuan's tourism industry, but the beauty here is natural, and it only takes a little more time for people who like to pursue beauty to come here in an endless stream.

But Yan Huihong appeared here at this time, not for the so-called beautiful scenery, he walked into the lake, and his body began to dive slowly.

Deep underwater, a bronze door loomed, Yan Huihong didn't go in, he just watched quietly in the water.

That woman had stayed here for a while, that is, where she stayed before she went to the West to preach, she stayed for a long time, and when she came out, she realized her own way, and directly followed the cause and effect of Su Bai's little guy to the West, stepping on the French aunt to preach successfully.

The bronze door, the residual breath, for Yan Huihong, he doesn't need to go in, but he can still guess seven, seven, eight, eight.

It was because of the old rich and noble that she was able to explore the heavens and preach, and that woman should have accepted the mention here, as for who the person who reminded her was, she was about to come out.

Therefore, she chose the surprising "anti-water" method just now to stand on the position of broadcasting.

She said that she had a promise to Su Bai, but she was here earlier, so she should have made some promises.

Yan Huihong surfaced, he didn't know what he should do now, because he really couldn't do anything, and now he walked around and looked around, looking like a detective to solve the mystery, but in fact it was nothing more than an option for him to pass the time.

He owes a lot of money to the old and rich, but he doesn't know how to pay it back.

He can't intervene in this matter, it's not that he is wise enough to protect himself, but once he is ready to make a move, he will end up fishing in a certain story world like Boss Liang, of course, to put it mildly, it is unrealistic to let Yan Huihong completely give up everything even if he does not hesitate to fall to repay this favor, he is not "foolish" to this point.

Standing on the shore, Yan Huihong's gaze was a little blurred, after being nodded by Lao Fugui, he had frantically searched for everything about Lao Fugui.

It's just that too few people know about the events of the past, and the people who participated in it can't be found at all now, and now, it seems that only simple memories remain.

In a trance, Yan Huihong saw a middle-aged man with a big belly walking over the mountain in the distance.

Yan Huihong's eyes froze, and his figure appeared on the top of the mountain, and he saw Lao Fugui, who was moving forward, muttering "Taoism............ I want to preach.................. Sermon .................."

This is a fake Fugui, just like the image I saw in front of the cemetery in Guangxi, it is nothing more than that Fugui once leaked his vitality there and was absorbed by the nearby vegetation, so that the nearby plant inscription engraved some images at that time.

And he was inspired by wealth and wealth, and he followed the image of wealth all the way, so he was able to be more sensitive to this vague spiritual existence, and it may even be that his own breath stimulated the vegetation here, because on his body, he also has the imprint of old wealth.

However, this image is very thin, obviously, the change of time, so that the vegetation here has already undergone great changes, and it is no longer possible to form a clear memory picture.

Fugui walked from here, all the way to Yunnan, to Dali, to the place of preaching.

And then

He preached, turned to the Tao with the ancient zombie, buried his tombstone, and after that, he took over the guardian of the place of preaching at that time and became a new generation of guardians, and then lay down for twenty years, until the little guy named Su Bai came there and completed the handover with him.

He's actually,

Long dead,

But in this way, it has existed for twenty years.

Even, he actually preached!

This is the most unbelievable!

A man who died a long time ago can preach successfully!

Yan Huihong was a little embarrassed, the image in front of him had long disappeared, he didn't know why Fugui did this in the first place, even if Su Yuhang was good at calculating back then, but Yan Huihong didn't believe that a character like Fugui would be so easily calculated into such a miserable situation.

If people have no heart, can they live?

There doesn't seem to be a definitive answer.

"Why did you come this far so willingly?" Yan Huihong muttered to himself, "You should ...... It's not going to be pedantic like this. ”

Yan Huihong was a mixed club before he became an audience, that is, the underworld, even after becoming an audience, he also had that kind of habit, but even he still couldn't see through why the former wealth was so miserable in front of Su Yuhang.

Really, for the sake of friendship,

Really, is it better to mourn than to die?

Bones and blood were sprinkled, leaving only a wisp of immortal and immortal will, but he still didn't make a move on his friends, all the way forward, came to the place of preaching, and lay down for twenty years, what was he for?

"You dare!"

When he heard Chen Ru's scolding, Yan Huihong, who was a hundred miles away, smiled, and he finally understood why this woman had been stuck in that realm for so long and had not been able to preach.

A stubborn woman, a woman who acts according to her so-called spiritual code, a rigid woman,

One

Even a little ridiculous woman.

This stupid woman is destined to only be a gun in the hands of smart people.

But at this time, Yan Huihong seemed to have suddenly thought of something, he stood up suddenly, his spiritual power was radiated, and he did not hesitate to spend his own origin and go all the way.

Under the traction of spiritual power, he saw the traces of Fugui's journey twenty years ago, one end, stretching to the place of Dali's preaching, and the other end, as the direction of extension continued to expand, the look of shock in Yan Huihong's eyes began to become clearer and clearer.

"There...... It's the place where your bones are buried!"

..................

"Buzz!"

The armor man crashed into the orphanage like a co-worker crashing into Buzhou Mountain, and in the face of this kind of death-defying blow, Chen Ru couldn't stop it in time.

But just as the Armorman touched the circle, it let out a scream:

"It's you! It's you! It's you!

You've made me so miserable, you've made me so miserable!"

Chen Ru's figure had already arrived at this time, but when she was about to make a move, a blood light suddenly appeared and directly isolated it, and even under Chen Ru's repeated bombardments, she still couldn't shatter this blood light.

And at this time,

Within the scope of the orphanage in the formation, more blood light continued to rise from the muddy ground, and there were even pieces of broken flesh and broken bones, they slowly emerged from the depths of the ground, and then silently reunited.

The Armored Man roared like madness, but did not continue to bombard the orphanage, it waited, and at the same time, it was expecting!

The eldest prince is dead, and he thought he was completely desperate, but he didn't expect that at this time, there was a new dawn of hope!

Hundreds of miles away, Yan Huihong's spiritual power scanned all the way here,

His mouth opened subconsciously,

He was terrified, he didn't expect this to be a result,

In the past, Su Yuhang was held accountable on behalf of the sky, and he killed the rich and noble.

And the place where the rich and noble flesh and bones are separated and the flesh collapses and dies completely,

This is the orphanage!

Fugui died here, which is equivalent to being buried here, and after that, his wisp of immortal will walked all the way to Dali and went to the place of enlightenment!

The blood light and bone fragments began to merge, gradually forming the image of a half-bald and bloated middle-aged man, the man seemed to wake up from a dream, but with a kind of peace and simplicity.

He's dead, he's long gone, he's really dead,

But here,

is his burial place,

is the place where he is buried,

It was the place where he was pitted and killed by his best friend.

But when his flesh and blood were reunited, he didn't go crazy, let alone have any violent atmosphere, he was still so calm, as if he was still the same him twenty years ago, smiling, like a simple uncle next door.

Fugui glanced upstairs in the orphanage, where a little baby was lying in the cradle, still asleep, smashing his cute little mouth from time to time.

Fugui smiled,

This smile is like shouting to Su Bai when he saw the female corpse in hell in the past, "Little Ancestor, urinate quickly", full of a kind of love that belongs to the elderly.

"This is my ............ grandchildren?"

Fugui laughed stupidly, he didn't have much time, because he was already dead, but because he was dead, the radio couldn't pull him into the story world, and there was no way to affect him.

Because, Xu Fugui, he is indeed dead.

The separation between him and the radio is more crisp and complete than the original bloody corpse!

The aura of the armor man began to weaken rapidly, it was scattering, but it was still screaming and scolding Fugui, yes, if it wasn't for Fugui and the back hand he arranged to pit it it twice in a row, it wouldn't have seen the eldest prince fall in front of him and be helpless!

But its scolding carries a kind of earnestness!

"Well, I'm running out of time. Fugui shook his head with some regret, otherwise, he really wanted to go and pee for his godgrandson upstairs, the little guy has slept for so long, it is time to pee, but he doesn't have so much time, this is his most regretful thing, he didn't even recall Su Yuhang's pit killing of himself, because he didn't have time to hate, with this kung fu, it is better to look at his godgrandson twice.

In this life,

didn't stay with my son and daughter-in-law, I lost,

But there is a godson, and there is also a godson,

It's worth it, too.

forthwith

Fugui stretched out his hand and pointed to the suit of armor,

"Come on,

This armor,

I'll wear it!"