With the lives of ten people, save one.

Is it correct......

Lord Chenghuang wanted to nod and admit it, but in front of everyone, once he nodded, wouldn't it mean that in his eyes, the lives of gentry officials and businessmen were lives, and the lives of peddlers and pawns were a pile of garbage?

After holding it for a long time, he hummed and said, "You girl, you are so sharp-toothed."

The corners of Song Lanyi's mouth raised, but there was no smile in his eyes, "The more you argue, the clearer it becomes. If you really have a point, why don't you argue with me anymore?"

Lord Chenghuang didn't speak, just looked at Song Lanyi fixedly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Song Lanyi's face was a little familiar......

Familiar with it, he suddenly thought that in the underworld, the wanted list hanging, in addition to the old man at the top of the list, followed by a slightly young girl's face.

And this girl's face is exactly the same as Song Lanyi's face now!

The god of the city god only felt that all his doubts were solved at this moment.

He said that he had been in the underworld well, and early in the morning, he was still enjoying the incense there, and as a result, he felt that his idol was spat on four times.

The idol is equivalent to the extralegal incarnation of the god of the city god, and what the idol has experienced, the god of the city god is also as if he has experienced it himself.

These mouthfuls of spit disgusted the city god at that time, and he wanted to wait and see what kind of immortal it was, but he didn't have long eyes and provoked him on the head.

I didn't expect that the more disgusting was yet to come.

Damn, a mouthful of old phlegm directly pasted on his face!

Is this still a human thing?

Yes?

At that time, he got up in anger and directly attached himself to this externalized body.

It's just that he didn't expect it, but when he thinks about it, it makes sense...... The initiator of planning this kind of thing is actually Song Lanyi, who made a big fuss in the capital of the East Eighth District last night!

Thinking like this, the originally kind face of the City God suddenly became hideous.

As long as Song Lanyi is captured, he can get the reward of Yin Si, and it is not impossible to go even further.

In contrast, the price he paid was only to show his true colors, and at best, he would lose the incense of a city.

Humans are forgetful creatures.

When there is a big drought in the coming year, they will make a comeback, and they can harvest wave after wave of leeks.

As for why he was determined to have a big drought in the coming year...... Who called them gods?

Song Lanyi had expected that the City God would turn his face.

But she had already hugged her thighs, so she didn't panic at all, and said calmly, "Go, Mr. Pu!"

Pu Song only felt that the tense atmosphere was punctured all of a sudden, he turned his head, glared at Song Lanyi angrily, and then quickly turned around and whispered:

"Illusion is from life, and this kind of saying is a Taoist. People have Yin hearts, which is a blasphemy realm; People have blasphemy, which is a terrible realm. The Bodhisattva ignites the ignorance, and a thousand illusions are combined, all of which are automatically heard by the human heart."

Hearing this, Song Lanyi's heart jumped.

This sentence is clearly the original sentence in the article "Painting Wall" in the previous life "Strange Tales from Liaozhai".

This era corresponds to the dynasty of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period in the previous life, but this era is not the Great Qin, but the Great Ming.

The most bizarre thing is that verses that originally appeared only in later generations occasionally appeared in this dynasty.

Therefore, Song Lanyi was inevitably in a trance for a while, what kind of dynasty is this dynasty.

What is the relationship between the past life and the present life?

And...... What exactly is her identity?

The Ninth Dao Fruit, apart from the known Dream Lord, which lifetimes are they?

Just as she was thinking to herself, the reality was only a few breaths, and the huge idol had already disintegrated on all fours, kneeling on the ground, and slamming its head on the ground.

From afar, it was as if the gods were kowtowing to the people to confess their sins.

The pain of this humiliation is even far greater than the folded limbs

The feeling of breaking.

But most of the people in the audience looked panicked.

That's the city god, the official of the underworld, and the immortal!

How could the gods kneel down and bow down to them mortals.

At that moment, a voice exploded in their ears, "Panic!"

Everyone subconsciously looked up, but saw that it was none other than Song Lanyi, who had always looked kind before.

At this time, her brows were furrowed, and there was a little more heroism and rigidity between her eyebrows that ordinary women did not have.

I heard her continue, "What are you crying about! Is it a dead father or a dead mother? When the officials here are dead, you will still applaud and applaud, you know, that is the so-called parent official, and now that the god of the city god is not dead, you are crying. Like what words!"

There are people underground who are not angry, "The parent official is the parent official, but what he does is not what the parent official should do!"

When Song Lanyi heard this, he laughed instead, "Then is the God of the City God really a god who shelters a place and has a long range of blessings?"

There was a moment of silence in the audience.

Really?

They opened their mouths, but they could not say it.

I saw the previous banker's man and said angrily, "I don't understand the truth, and I'm not as literate as a reader." I only know that this city god is not helping us farmers, but helping those lords with round bellies. He is not a god, but a demon who eats our flesh and drinks our blood."

There was silence in the audience, and in the crowd, I don't know who was whispering, "But...... So what? The lives of untouchables are grass and dust, who can avenge us? Who can speak for us? In despair in the mortal world, we will put our last hope in believing in the gods!"

"The official who spits on you more than if he is paid. There is at least a slight chance that Lord Chenghuang will do things for you. Even if...... The price is life! You don't understand, little girl, you really don't understand!"

"You are the eldest lady who has been soaked in a honey pot, and you have a whim today to voice grievances and redress grievances for us. But what about after that? What about when you're gone? Haha, in the end, it's empty again!"

In the end, the two beggars with gray temples who were talking in the crowd suddenly jumped out, his face was full of tears, and his expression was like madness, "How unfair the world is, but what about injustice? In the eyes of the big guys, injustice is public! When it's really fair, it's unfair to them......

Song Lanyi was silent.

She didn't speak, she didn't even justify.

She didn't say that from her previous life to her current life, everything she had, except for her father, was hard work little by little.

Yes, she does have a life experience and dream space that ordinary people don't have.

But what she paid was to bury her head in writing day and night, just to be strong and to be able to hold the throat of fate with her backhand.

She also fought on the battlefield, she also went deep into the hinterland of the demon barbarians to seize treasures, and she also died in the secret realm, enduring the pain of the cone.

But...... She still walked down the steps to the beggar, and with a thud, fell to her knees.

"In my life, Song Lanyi, I don't kneel to the sky, I don't kneel to the ground, I only kneel to my parents and ...... My great people."

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