Song Lanyi looked at the bottom and became a little impatient, instead of blindly rejecting the masses, and silently compared a scissor hand in his heart.

Some of the young people in the audience were really a little restless.

That's the equivalent of picking up money for nothing!

You only need to spit a few mouthfuls of gold, you can take a few ingots of gold, and you will have to fight for a lifetime!

As for whether Lord Chenghuang will be angry......

If there are too many people spitting, I guess Lord Chenghuang can't be angry.

Immediately, a sturdy farmer with a sweat towel on his shoulder jumped out of the stands and walked to the stone statue.

His face was dark, but his eyes were clear and frightening.

His voice was loud, "My mother-in-law believed in Hebo when she was a child, but my three daughters were all thrown to the bottom of the river to be Hebo's new daughter-in-law." I don't accept it, Hebo and Chenghuang are both underground officials. Hebo robbed my daughter, why can't I spit on the city god? ”

As soon as he said this, some people in the audience laughed and thought this man was quite interesting.

But Song Lanyi couldn't laugh.

The three daughters are all married to Hebo.

Why do you want to marry Hebo as a wife again and again?

That's only because of ...... The one in front is dead.

She looked at the farmer and pushed a step away slightly, "Please." ”

The farmer was stunned by Song Lanyi's action, he was still rough and rude, and suddenly whispered, "Thank you." ”

He walked up to the city god and took a slight breath.

“he~tui~”

Song Lanyi saw a thick phlegm pasted on the statue of the city god.

Her eyebrows jumped suddenly, and for a moment, even the green tendons on her forehead burst out.

The farmer turned around, looked at Song Lanyi, scratched his head, and was a little embarrassed, "Is this okay?" ”

Looking at what he meant, it seems that this will not work, and you can paste a few more mouthfuls of phlegm.

Song Lanyi was a little physically uncomfortable, but she was inexplicably comfortable.

These ghosts and gods smoke incense, and I am afraid they did not expect that they would be pecked by geese when they hunt geese all day long.

She laughed and put the gold ingots in the man's hand, and encouraged, "Well done." ”

When the farmer heard this, he was inexplicably a little overjoyed.

As soon as he saw the yellow gold, he still had a feeling that he was still in a dream.

Gold...... That's it?

It's just that before he could take a bite and identify the authenticity of the gold, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him.

Song Lanyi's eyes were quick, and she pushed the man aside, facing the suddenly revived idol and the upcoming fist, she no longer retained her strength, and directly turned the talent in her body, released it all, pointed out, and shouted in a low voice, "Dayan!" ”

A sword light that was so sharp that it had no brilliance in the world suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Sting.

A sword light slashed, and a thumb on the idol shattered.

On the contrary is Song Lanyi.

Her face was slightly pale, but she still relied on the blood vine to grasp the stone pillar on her side to prevent her from slipping to the ground.

She turned her head and pretended to be indifferent, "Old Pu, I won't make a move next, it's time for you to fight." ”

When Pu Song heard this, he was so unhappy.

This guy is still dead to save face at this time.

Obviously he is a sword hero!

The second sword withered.

He didn't pierce Song Lan's clothes either.

Young people, you have to save some face.

Song Lanyi didn't say a word.

What can this old man understand?

Do you really think that she will die to save face and suffer sin?

That's what she didn't say, in her gilded book, it was already fully charged at this time, and her talent was sufficient, if she didn't want to yin these yin ghosts and gods, she could summon new heroes now.

That compartment.

The City God took a few steps back and looked at Song Lanyi in disbelief.

With Song Lanyi's cultivation, can he actually hurt him?

How is this possible?

And Song Lanyi doesn't matter, the important thing is the old man in front of him.

He couldn't even see the depths at all!

Seeing the familiar faces of the overlord palace guards and Niu Dali next to him, the city god felt it keenly...... The city, and indeed the entire southern border, seems to be in a changing direction.

The government did not attack them before, was it accumulating strength, or was it deliberately indulgent...... That is, the legendary fishing?

He stabilized his mind, and when he saw the crowd in the audience who were still a little dazed, he had a plan.

I saw the god of the city god bow his head, look down at Song Lanyi, and said in a deep voice, "I am the fourteen cities of Yinsi, one of the gods of the city god temple, living on the desk all the year round, and being worshiped by the people of this city to offer incense, and protect the people here for a hundred years, why do you repeatedly insult this god?" ”

Spit on the idol?

Isn't this an insult?

The crowd that was still about to move before suddenly seemed to have been splashed with a basin of cold water and died down.

When they saw the city god with thick eyebrows and black eyes, the fear hidden in their hearts rose again.

Song Lanyi asked rhetorically, "Bless the people here for a hundred years, who have you protected, and what have you protected?" ”

The god narrowed his eyes and turned his head to the side of the crowd, searching the crowd until he finally settled on a gentleman with a round belly and rich clothes.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at him, "You say, what have I done?" ”

When the gentry was named, his face turned red, and he had a sense of glory when he was named.

He blurted out, "Last year's flood was a disaster relief for the City God, so that a season of rice would not fester. We can have today, it is all thanks to the God of the City God! ”

The farmer on the stage saw that Song Lanyi and others were blocking the front, looking at the gentry's protruding waist and abdomen, and his mouth full of yellow teeth, he suddenly felt an inexplicable anger.

I saw him snort fiercely, "Yes, you landlords are full of food, what is the result?" That year, 10 boys and girls in our village were sent as sacrifices to the mountains. Ten lives, ten lives! ”

If it weren't for Song Lanyi pulling him behind, maybe he would have spit on him again.

Hearing the words of the farmer, the gentry's face stiffened, but it was not easy to turn his face in front of the public, so he had to look at him with pity, and continued, "Last year, the concubine in my house had a stubborn illness, and the city god helped me cure it. ”

In the crowd, there was a faint voice from nowhere, "Yes, six women who are pregnant with Liujia died of blood, just to save one of your concubines......"

The gentry's face changed, and his face suddenly became hideous, "Who is it?" Who is speaking there? ”

Song Lanyi looked at him and said lightly, "It doesn't matter who it is, the question is, what do you think...... Blessing protects you alone, but at the cost of sacrificing the lives of ten people, is this a blessing? ”

The gentry wanted to say "yes", but when the eyes from all directions converged, there seemed to be a magical power in the darkness that made it impossible for him to open his mouth at all.

Song Lanyi took his eyes off the gentry and looked at the tall statue, "What about you, do you think so too?" ”

(End of chapter)