Seeing such a box of gold, placed next to the statue of the god with such a big horn, the crowd was in a commotion.

There were a few thieves with sinister eyes and sneaky behavior, but before they could get close to the box, the guards who were guarding them kicked them out of the crowd.

It was only then that the restless crowd suddenly fell silent as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

When the officers and soldiers finished singing blackfaces, Song Lanyi wore a green dress and walked out with a smile on her face to sing whiteface.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's be restless and restless."

Fathers and fellow folks?

It's a bit new.

Like this, some of them call them "pariahs", some call them "the people", but there are many more...... It's to shout "Hey" to them.

It's as if they don't deserve a name.

Looking back, how could anyone ever call them their fathers and fellow villagers?

The originally dark crowd gradually quieted down.

Song Lanyi picked up a gold ingot from the box, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Today, whoever can spit on the idol, I will reward him with a gold ingot!"

Ooh!

The crowd was in an uproar!

Spit and get a gold ingot?

What is this innocent and hateless?

Or do you have a lot of money at home and have nowhere to burn?

Everyone looked like they couldn't understand it.

Only Zhu Xulin and others suddenly realized at this time.

There is a saying that it is easy to break the mountain and the thief is difficult to break the heart.

The people's sustenance for ghosts and gods exists in the bottom of their hearts.

It is extremely difficult to break this so-called belief and prohibit it from the outside world, and only if they break this fear of ghosts and gods from the heart, this is the real ...... A thief in the heart.

When Song Lanyi said this, the scene was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, an old man walked forward tremblingly with a cane, "Little girl, I advise you, it's better to stop early."

The smile on Song Lanyi's face did not decrease, "Why did the old man say this?"

The old man's face is crisscrossed by ravines, and there are yellow mud stains left by long-term labor in the cracks of his fingernails.

Hearing Song Lanyi's words, he smiled bitterly, "Little girl, you look like you read a lot, but have you ever thought that the croppers rely on the sky for food. What is the heaven in the mouth of the crop? It's a god, it's an immortal, it's also a city god, it's a ghost god of the underworld."

As soon as the old man spoke, the discussion in the crowd gradually began to become noisy.

Yes, Lord Chenghuang is not a human, he is a god, an immortal, and an official in the underworld.

How can such an existence be easily desecrated?

Niu Dali saw that the wind was not in the right direction, and he was a little anxious for a while, "You people are so unreasonable! What gods, what immortals, there are no real immortals in this world! If they are immortals, why should they accept the incense of the mortal world?"

"That's because the gods are here to purify the world!"

Niu Dali's cheeks turned red with great strength, and he said in a loud voice, "What about the immortals? There are thousands of people in the world, how can only a few ghosts and gods be universal?"

Some people in the crowd were not convinced, "It is because they know that they cannot do it, and this is what is valuable to them."

Niu was vigorously annoyed.

He felt that this group of people was simply crazy.

Where are those things ghosts and gods, they are clearly leech locusts in their skins, lying on these people with their hearts and sucking blood, but these people still regard them as a guide.

It's just unreasonable.

Just when the two sides were arguing, the scholar who had been silent until now suddenly stepped forward and looked at Song Lanyi seriously, "I spit on the idol, can you really give me a piece of gold?"

"As long as you dare, I will."

The scholar gritted his teeth and glanced at Song Lanyi deeply, "Okay! I wish you were the talk."

When he said this, the scholar actually didn't have much expectation in his heart.

But he's really fast

It's the end of the road.

The next year's exam needs to be entangled, and the wife's child is still unstable, and there is a risk of one corpse and two lives at any time.

He wanted to take his wife to the hospital regularly, but he was burdened with money all the time.

He had no choice, he wanted to keep his knotted wife.

So he needs money.

Even if this money is nothing more than a pickled thing with a copper smell in the eyes of those celebrities.

While struggling repeatedly in his heart, the scholar walked to the statue of the god, looked at the tall gilded bronze statue, he subconsciously closed his eyes, spat on it, and sprayed it directly on the surface of the bronze statue.

The crowd was in an uproar again.

Or pointing, or swearing, or whispering.

But the scholar didn't care at all.

He just turned his head and looked directly at Song Lanyi with dark eyes.

Song Lanyi did not disappoint him.

She picked up a piece of gold and threw it into the scholar's bosom with unmistakable accuracy.

The scholar looked at the sudden extra gold in his arms, first he couldn't believe it, and then his whole body began to tremble.

This...... It's true!

A seven-foot man is now holding a gold ingot, his eyes are red, and there is even a faint sparkle in it.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he jerked back.

He spat three more times at the idol.

Then, he turned around, wiped the back of his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and was a little confused, "I vomited three more mouthfuls, can I still give it?"

Song Lanyi was impressed by him.

Yes, dude!

Unexpectedly, he had the magic power of wool gathering without a teacher.

She threw three more ingots of gold to the scholar.

The scholar held the gold in his arms, squatted on the ground as if crying, hugged his knees, "Xiao Qian...... Xiaoqian, you are saved!"

Hearing the title of Xiaoqian, Song Lanyi's face was strange for a moment.

She looked at the scholar and blurted out, "This brother, isn't your surname Ning Caichen?"

The scholar was stunned, "How could the girl know? It's just that although my surname is Ning, I am a famous minister, and I don't pick a word."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly hugged Song Lanyi, "Thank you for today's events, girl. It's just that I can't delay it, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will try my best to repay the girl. I don't know what the girl's name is?"

Seeing this, Song Lanyi also returned the salute, "My name is Song, and my surname is Lanyi."

"Song Lanyi...... I remember, Miss Song, I'll visit you again in the future!"

In this hurry, Ning Chen always felt that the name Song Lanyi was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he could only put it in his mind for the time being, and then think about it slowly when he was free.

In less than a moment, Ning Chen's back disappeared.

Song Lanyi always had the feeling that he was being used as a tool......

By the time she turned around again, the eyes of the crowd in the audience had changed dramatically.

It's true!

This time, the official lord, they are not deceiving!

Compared with the older generation, who are secretive about ghosts and gods, young people are a little more detached.

Previously, they were silent, or they were opposed, because they were not sure how much benefit there would be.

But now it seems...... There are great benefits to this.

There's a lot to be done!

Today's first update