The temple fair lasts for 10 days, and during these 10 days, except for the first day to worship the statue of the immortals, there will be no other restrictions on the other nine days.

The most important thing is, of course, the first day, people are not only with a kind of awe and gratitude for the salvation of the immortals, but also with the expectation of being able to get the fairy fate, a variety of factors are intertwined to form this grand event.

Under the leadership of the old man of Luojia Village, early in the morning, people from many towns around Dalong Mountain came to the magnificent immortal temple in the center of the village, showing reverence and expectation on their faces.

Shen Qing obediently stood in the team of servants in the distance, looking at all this, according to the rules, these servants were not qualified to worship the immortals.

He also saw Chang Yue, Chang Yue's face was tense, and he looked around nervously, this excessive nervousness was nothing, many mortals who participated in the temple fair for the first time to worship the immortals, there were many who were more nervous than him.

Crash!

The chains tied to the gate of the Qixian Temple spontaneously broke off, the bronze gate opened spontaneously, and the quaint and desolate aura came out, revealing the endless darkness inside.

One by one, the worshippers came in one after another, presented all kinds of rare treasures, and took out the treasures collected in the past ten years to worship the statue of the immortal, expressing their gratitude to the immortal for sheltering many villages.

The Wang family's master Wang stood at the forefront, skillfully guiding every visitor, no one objected to this, who didn't know the status of the Wang family in Luojia Village? Although they really couldn't understand why Master Wang left Luojia Village back then.

Master Wang, the head of the Wang family whose real name is Wang Wentian, is on crutches, and it is difficult to walk, under the folds of his face, the slightly raised eyelids give people a feeling of dying, and he struggled to walk into the Qixian Temple, in the dark immortal temple, the green candle flame was strangely lit, and the interior was vaguely illuminated.

"Respectfully invite the little temple immortal." Master Wang said in a hoarse voice.

The trance indirectly lit up the green candlelight, barely illuminating the interior of this immortal temple, accompanied by a creepy heavy walking sound, a dry and slender figure from the darkness in the depths of the immortal temple, from the shadow of the magnificent statue, slowly walked out.

Shen Qing just glanced up from a distance, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he hurriedly lowered his head. At that glance, what he saw was not an "immortal", but ...... A zombie!

I saw that in the large shadows in the temple, this figure was like a ghost, dragging heavy steps, his face was withered and blue like a dead man, his hair was gray, his lips were black and bloodless, his body was so thin that it was terrifying, and the palm that appeared from the sleeve was not flesh and blood at first glance, and it was covered with skin and bones.

The cyan eyes were filled with iceberg-like coldness, and the stiff and rolling eyes sometimes had a terrible luster gushing out.

Green candle flame, blue-eyed small temple fairy ......

In the uncertain light, this man was like a zombie crawling out of hell.

Some of the people in the crowd were so frightened that they screamed on the spot.

Everyone's breathing became heavy, sweaty, trembling, and they didn't dare to say a word, only the sound of their upper and lower teeth fighting.

This little temple immortal is the person who is specially responsible for guarding the temple of the immortals.

In the hundred years since the establishment of the temple, every worship and blessing has been presided over by this little temple immortal - no one knows why the little temple immortal did not starve to death in this temple that has been blocked for ten years.

People don't dare to think about it, so they can only interpret this as a manifestation of immortals.

"Another decade, hopefully this time ......"

This little temple immortal muttered, his voice was extremely hoarse, like two pieces of rotten wood were desperately rubbing, and the terrifying sound was made, and his cyan eyes were in the dim, and there was a strange cyan light flickering, staring at everyone outside the temple.

Immediately, he reluctantly looked away and looked down at the plate of precious treasures.

I saw the little temple fairy raise his hand and point, and the cyan air flow flowed out from the candles around him, and they all rolled up these sacrifices, only to see the little temple fairy clenched his fist slightly, and suddenly, all the sacrifices were wrapped and crushed by the cyan air flow, and there were countless dusts.

Countless people looked up and stared at this scene with wide eyes, this kind of scene was too visually striking for mortals.

The shattered dust gathered together and eventually floated into a quadrangular doodle in front of the huge statue.

Master Wang's lips twitched, his demeanor was slightly sluggish, he first bowed respectfully to the little temple immortal, and then instructed the others: "Those who have visited the immortal statue in the past will immediately withdraw from the immortal temple after this visit......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Chang Yue, what are you doing?! How dare you, a servant, squeeze in...... Bastards, what are you servants doing, do you want to rebel?! ”

Steward Zhang's angry scolding suddenly came.

Waves of servants of the Wang family, who were supposed to be only in charge of chores, rushed forward one after another.

"Although we people are from low backgrounds, we are still full of yearning and awe for the immortals, and we have nothing else to ask for, but I hope that when we worship for a while, we can also participate in it and give the immortals a stick of incense!"

Chang Yue, who was the leader, put a hand into his arms, and a little hideousness appeared on his face that should have been honest, and behind him, many of the Wang family's miscellaneous servants were uneasy, deliberately showing fierceness.

A steward watched this scene in alarm, and took out his whip one after another. The children of the Wang family rushed up and surrounded these miscellaneous servants.

Of course, Shen Qing was also included, although he didn't do anything.

"You subordinates, do you want to rebel?!" A disciple of the Wang family, whose name was five big and three thick, immediately stood up and said angrily.

"Rebellion? We just want to worship the statue of the Immortals! Why, Master Wang won't even let us do this? ”

Chang Yue hoarsely snorted, first glanced at the little temple immortal who was extremely slow step by step, walking out of the abyss-like immortal temple, swallowed and foamed, and said madly: "From Changyang Town to Luojia Village, most of the servants died along the way!" How many of the children of the Wang family died? And what about when you return? We, the servants, just want to pay homage to the immortals once, and even this little wish, the old masters and young masters refuse to give us alms?! ”

To put it bluntly, I just want to fight for my life and win the immortal fate. Taking advantage of the fact that this little temple immortal who served the immortal had just appeared, he forced Master Wang to compromise with these servants!

Anyway, it is death, these servants are death, and they will die on the way back, even if they want to rebel, they will definitely not be able to defeat the children of the Wang family, who are too numerous and powerful.

I can only fight for a fairy fate!

The people present subconsciously looked at the little temple immortal standing motionless in the immortal temple, and saw that the little temple immortal did not react to this scene, so they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Qing stood among the many servants, looking at the strange little temple immortal with his spare eyes, silently watching this scene, when he saw the other people, the strange expressions, he knew that this matter was almost done, at least in terms of results.

No one wants to fight at the gate of the immortal temple on the day of worshipping the immortals, splashing a lot of blood for the immortals to see, that's too ugly.

"I knew that something was going to happen, and which of the families who came to worship brought a servant? Isn't that a joke? A head of another town frowned.

Every ten years when each family enters this Great Dragon Mountain, they all rely on their own families, how can they ever have servants?

Even this time, the tragic price paid is unprecedented, many families are almost dead, and those civilians who spontaneously organized teams are even more because they don't know the way, and there are countless casualties, maybe they haven't come yet? I didn't see anyone on the road with the servants.

Everyone looked at the extremely old man Wang, only to see that this old man was slow, his eyes couldn't be opened, he just pursed his lips and said, "In this case, if you want to worship, you can worship, the old man can't control you servants." But for the sake of your friendship with my royal family, I would like to remind you...... In the past, all the people from other villages and family members who forcibly visited the immortals suffered some misfortune. ”

"If you still insist on paying homage, the old man won't stop you."