He told Feng Xiaoqiang that the prayer charms sold here were all made by the priests who managed the Luo Temple.

The wisher attaches the prayer charm to the center of his eyebrows, kneels in front of the statue of Roselle, and prays in his heart to make a wish. Then burn in front of the statue of Roselle.

It is said that Roselle will be able to receive the wishes of the supplicants.

Feng Xiaoqiang didn't buy a prayer charm, only bought a stick of incense.

She doesn't believe in the legend that if you burn a prayer charm, your wish will come true.

The reason why she came to the Luo God Temple was just to be curious about what the gods believed in by the beings of the Canglong Continent were like.

The people who followed Feng Xiaoqiang saw that she didn't buy prayer charms, and they also followed her example and only bought incense.

Besides, usually a prayer charm for a low-grade spirit stone, but now a medium-grade spirit stone is outrageously expensive.

This is obviously the priests of the Roselle Temple taking advantage of the festival to raise the price.

The group entered the Luo Temple, which was filled with cigarette smoke and solemn.

In the middle of the main hall, a huge incense burner is filled with incense. The ground was full of futons.

There were many people in the temple, but no one made a noise.

One by one, they looked pious and knelt on the futon and prayed.

A white-robed priest sat behind a table on the left side of the main hall, his eyes slightly closed.

Behind him stood a young man in Tsing Yi.

On the table is a tube of bamboo sticks that test good luck and evil. Everyone who goes up to draw lots must first take out a high-grade spirit stone and give it to the servant behind the priest before they can draw lots.

When Feng Xiaoqiang's gaze moved to the statue of Luoshen, he was slightly stunned.

This is a very beautiful woman. The head of the mantis is like a peach and a plum. Dressed in red, he has a graceful demeanor.

Although it is only a statue, it gives people a sense of independence and longing for brilliance.

What surprised Feng Xiaoqiang was not Luo Shen's beauty, but Luo Shen's eyebrows, which were somewhat similar to her.

But the temperament is completely different.

There is a bit of sharpness hidden between Roselle's eyebrows. The kind of momentum that belongs to the superior who looks at the world is natural and intimidating.

Despite this, Feng Xiaoqiang smelled a breath of death from this statue of Luoshen. Right! It's dead air.

Just as she smelled the breath of twilight from the goddess, she smelled the smell of death from this seemingly glamorous statue of Luoshen.

She couldn't tell what it was like, but her instincts were dead air.

The statue is lifeless in the first place, so it should be normal to have dead air, right? Feng Xiaoqiang thought.

"Bold! Dare to blaspheme Roselle. Is Roselle something you can look at as a little pariah? The white-robed priest suddenly shouted angrily.

The worshippers in the main hall looked at Feng Xiaoqiang one after another.

Feng Xiaoqiang was shocked to realize that she had been staring at the Statue of Roselle for a while.

See how it's blasphemy? And the "untouchable" in the mouth of the white-clothed priest made her very uncomfortable.

Feng Xiaoqiang turned his head and glared at the white-clothed priest fiercely. The white-clothed priest wanted to be angry, but after seeing Feng Xiaoqiang's appearance clearly, he was stunned.

I couldn't help but glance at the Roselle statue too.

"Roselle has gone down to the world for a private visit?" Such a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into the mind of the white-clothed priest.

Just when he was in doubt, Feng Xiaoqiang had already gotten up and walked out of the main hall.

Looking at the endless stream of people entering the main hall to worship, Feng Xiaoqiang sighed: "The world is ignorant. Instead of wasting time worshipping a lifeless scrap of copper and iron, it is better to find a way to improve your strength. Improve your own life. ”

Hush! Mentor Nan was so frightened that he almost covered Feng Xiaoqiang's mouth: "Little junior sister speak carefully." Don't talk nonsense about this kind of rebellious words. There are gods in the head. ”

Shh Feng Xiaoqiang disagreed: "A statue with death lingering all around. Still a god? ”

"Dead air?" Mentor Nan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Feng Xiaoqiang also raised his eyebrows: "Didn't the third senior brother smell it?" The smell of death from that statue? ”

Mentor Nan was even more shocked......