In the main hall, in addition to the county official Zhang Qingyang, Zhou Wentao and others from the county guard's mansion, as well as the city god of Liyang City and the four mountain gods, have all gathered here.

Bundles of eyes fell on the idol in the center, waiting for the sleeping deity to come back to life.

The strong incense wish power of half a month, coupled with all kinds of immortal and divine means, has already made his golden body stable again.

And according to the current situation, the sleeping spirit could wake up at any time.

After the time of Mo You's incense, a little fluctuation came from the statue, and then everyone could feel that a divine power was spreading.

After a while, the divine power on the statue surged, and the rich incense and wish power poured into it.

After more than a dozen breaths, a phantom appeared, and then walked out of the statue, it was a middle-aged man, not wearing a god robe, but a green shirt.

He is not like a city god who protects a side of the landscape, but more like a teacher in a corner school, there is no strong aura on his body, but he exudes a bookish atmosphere.

Before becoming a city god, the middle-aged man was the most educated person in Linfu County, and he was also a county magistrate who was deeply loved by the local people.

Now that he has been trapped for a hundred years, his consciousness has finally awakened from his slumber, and his eyes are not a little dazed, but full of clarity.

His eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and he didn't seem surprised by the scene in front of him.

"The lower god Linfu County Chenghuang, I have seen a few gods!"

The middle-aged man bowed thoughtfully, and then nodded his head to Zhou Wentao and the others.

Although he also belongs to the Dayu Dynasty, he is a city god, not subject to the control of ordinary officials, and belongs to the command of the righteous gods of mountains and rivers.

The two systems are different, so naturally there is no need to visit, even if the prince comes to him, he does not need to act as an official, he does not need to listen to his orders, etc.

"Chen Mujian, tell me everything you know."

The city god of Liyang City opened his mouth, and a fine light flashed in his eyes at the same time.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding people suddenly straightened, and they all looked at the Chenghuang of Linfu County, a middle-aged man named Chen Mujin who walked off the platform.

Although the result has been decided, there are still some things that need to be understood.

It is true that some big people want to maintain the current situation, but it does not prevent them from obtaining more information about the secret forces, so that they can be more sure.

"After that, I don't have the meaning of existence?"

Chen Mujin sighed lightly, looked past the crowd and several gods, and looked outside the gate of the main hall.

His gaze seemed to pass through the buildings and walls, and fell on this county town that had been guarded for hundreds of years.

I haven't seen it for a hundred years, and although I still have a familiar feeling, some people and things have always become a lot stranger.

I still remember that in the corner of Dongcheng, there is an old tree, which used to be shaded by many people, but now there is only a stump left, probably after it died, it was cut down and used as firewood to make a fire.

I don't know if the school that I built with my own hands back then still has the sound of reading aloud every day.

Now in this season, you can't see the heavy snow, people holding paper umbrellas with New Year's goods, and smiling faces to visit each other.

In fact, many people don't know that his favorite thing in his life is not reading a book under the lamp and candle, but laughing out loud at a roadside wine stall with some men at night.

Listening to them talk about what they had seen and heard throughout the day, and talking about their worries, he felt that he would be useful in reading, and that he would become an official in the future, and solve all the troubles he heard night after night.

"I've already died, so I really don't care if I can still stay in this world."

Chen Mujin sighed faintly, and then withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the people and gods in front of him, naturally knowing what the other party was thinking, and he also knew why he was, and he could take a second look at this world.

It's just that there are some things that he suddenly doesn't want to say, anyway, he knows it or not, that

Some of the big guys won't care.

If it weren't for this, he would not have been assassinated by thieves at the beginning, and was finally imprisoned and suppressed for a hundred years, and almost collapsed in silence and dissipated between heaven and earth.

If I remember correctly, some things were actually reported more than once more than 100 years ago, asking the big people above to cast a line of sight or two to save the suffering people here.

But even if he had already touched the heel of the secret forces, the summons sent out was lost in the sea, not only was it destroyed casually, but it was intercepted halfway.

In the past, Chen Mujian would have hoped for the latter, but now he feels that it doesn't matter which one it is.

"Only by telling what you know can you save more people and uproot the forces in the shadows one day."

Zhou Wentao opened his mouth and said earnestly.

However, as soon as his words fell, Chen Mujin sneered and asked unceremoniously, "What day is that day?"

"Decades later? Or hundreds of years from now?"

has understood its own end, so naturally there is no need to worry about anything, and the ridicule between words is not concealed at all.

If those big people really had this heart, it would have been solved more than a hundred years ago, and there would be no more things that happened later.

Hearing this, Zhou Wentao and others were silent, although they were in a high position, some words were really unspeakable, and some things could not be promised.

"Chen Mujian!"

The city god of Liyang City spoke, and his tone was full of anger: "There is no need to express the dissatisfaction in your heart anymore, tell everything you know!"

If it weren't for the stakes, he didn't want to spend more time here, because if the gods left their own realm, not only would they not be able to receive the blessings of heaven and earth, but they would even slowly fall down with the passage of time.

"Since you want to hear it, then I'll tell you in detail, but are you really ready?"

Chen Mujin swept everyone at a glance, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Then he paused, and then continued, "The chief staff of the county guard, his real body is a demon clan!"

"Nanyue Zhengshen has fallen into the Demon Path!"

"The so-called secret forces involve people, demons, demons, and gods!"

"Whoever joins the existence of this force has only one purpose, to wait for the Tianwu Emperor to run out of longevity and seek to seize this great river and mountain!"

In the main hall of the City God Pavilion, as the last paragraph of the voice fell, no other sound sounded, as if even the sound of breathing did not exist.

Looking at Chen Mujin in front of him, Zhang Qingyang, the county magistrate of Linfu County, as well as the head catcher and master around him, all showed shocked and shocked expressions.

However, when the three of them subconsciously looked at Zhou Wentao and Liyang City Chenghuang beside them, their faces suddenly turned pale.

It's just that whether it is the former or the latter, after hearing such words, they don't feel the slightest surprise, more as if they have known about it for a long time.