A wooden stick can kill people.

The wrath of mortals, blood spattered in three steps, should not be underestimated.

Li Hei put the knife back into the sheath and breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this time he didn't have to kill himself.

Looking at the priest's body that had been stabbed into a pile of rotten meat by the old lady with a wooden stick, and sighed, he squatted down and grabbed the old lady's mechanical hand, "Auntie, it's okay, he's dead." ”

But the old lady had already entered a mysterious state, the movements of her hands could not be stopped at all, she was extremely ruthless, and the priest was pressed under her and stabbed to death before she had time to beg for mercy.

Li Hei clenched the old lady's hand and reiterated again, "Auntie, he is dead, look at him, he is dead, everything is over!" ”

"Ah Si, give her to me, you go inside and have a look, so that they don't hurt people anymore." Wang Xiaotao, who appeared at some point, patted Li Hei's shoulder.

Li Hei nodded, stood up with his head down, took a few steps back, didn't dare to touch the corner of her clothes, clenched the long knife in his hand that was not yet unsheathed, and walked in the direction of the Peony Temple.

As he walked, he unconsciously glanced in the direction of the old lady.

I saw that Wang Xiaotao was dressed in plain clothes, with no beads on his head, and only a wooden chopstick was used to loosely hold his hair, and there was a kind of gentleness and closeness and relaxation that lived in the neighbor's house.

She squatted in the position where Li Hei was squatting just now, didn't mind the old lady's clothes stained with blood and saliva, and hugged her gently, "I'm sorry I came too late, Yanyan can't come back." ”

She gently wiped the stains on the old lady's face with her plain white fingers, and tossed her loose hair aside, revealing her swollen face.

Wang Xiaotao's fingertips flashed, the bruise on the old lady's face subsided, and the person came out of the inexplicable state, regained consciousness, hugged Wang Xiaotao and cried, shouting that his daughter may not be far away, "Yanyan, Yanyan, my Yanyan!" ”

"Cry, when you can still cry and tears, cry as much as you want, I know you are bitter in your heart, cry out, it will be better."

Wang Xiaotao gently patted the old lady's thin and trembling back, "Mortals must die, and mortals should take care of each other." ”

While comforting the crying old lady with extreme tenderness, she raised her eyes, and her cold eyes without fluctuation happened to collide with Li Hei's sight, Li Hei trembled, was startled, didn't dare to look again, and rushed into the Peony Temple with an arrow step.

Changsheng followed behind Wang Xiaotao, watching her black-robed believers tear down the entire temple and put the golden bricks and gold nuggets in front of her, and then watched the people of Peony City bow down to Wang Xiaotao in gratitude, watching them kneel on the mountain and shout 'mortals will die', Wang Xiaotao raised his hand slightly and smiled in response to the scene of 'mortals will take care of themselves'.

Seeing that Wang Xiaotao harvested the power of faith in the entire city while also obtaining a large number of treasures that no one had a beak, Changsheng only felt that he was already numb.

Isn't this just a skin to find a justifiable reason to rob?

What kind of god is this? Will the gods go to rob?

Immortal couldn't remember any god who would directly go on fire to rob the money in other gods' temples.

What kind of God of Wealth did you steal your money from others?

Haven't you ever heard that robbery can become a god?

Watching Wang Xiaotao return some of the money that originally belonged to the people of Peony City to them, and then accept the rest of the gold and silver himself, Changsheng only felt that the thunder was nothing more than that.

For a moment, she even felt that it was very possible for the Peony Fairy to go down to earth and cut them with a knife.

Li Hei prepared a table and a bunch of statues of Fuyao Niangniang that had been prepared for Wang Xiaotao.

Wang Xiaotao took the opportunity to sit down in front of the Peony Temple and start his own idol signing, while giving his wooden statue to the people of Peony City for free, and distributing eggs to the people.

One idol, ten eggs.

Each egg is printed with Fuyao Niangniang's signature double eyes.

I pray every day, I can give out another 30 eggs every month, and if I don't want eggs, there is free rice, all of which don't cost money.

As long as you sincerely believe in the God of Wealth, you can get these free eggs and rice.

Plain, this is really plain.

Simple, it's so simple.

Rough, it really doesn't get any rougher than that.

Changsheng felt that the knowledge he had learned in the Immortal Society before about how to establish a Divine Lord Immortal Companion and dedicate himself to the Divine Lord had been fed to the dog.

What makes up stories, creates characters, what breaks with a sword, suppresses evil spirits, is born in white, and stands upright, and what is the dispute between immortals and demons, the distinction between good and evil, what love and hatred, and the love triangle between infatuated men and women.

In a really remote mountain village, all these messy methods are not as good as sending eggs!

More and more people rushed over when they heard the news, including gray-haired grandfathers and grandmothers, and even children who were dragged over by their parents and were still eating candy.

Changsheng really didn't know whether these people came here to pursue Fuyao Niangniang's faith or to receive eggs.

The development of Wang Xiaotao's God of Wealth has officially entered the second stage, sending eggs.

The first stage is to directly send a lot of money and dreams, and use such a large amount of coins to absorb the most loyal and most believing in her.

They know that Fuyao Niangniang really exists around them, and their prayers are answered by Fuyao Niangniang, and they are the black-robed believers who Fuyao Niangniang rushed to the front.

When the gang stabilized, Wang Xiaotao began the second stage, delivering eggs.

At this stage, the people who follow Fuyao Niangniang get more petty profits, and Wang Xiaotao doesn't have time to contact all of them to fall asleep, she just needs the power of their faith, so that she can get the godhead as soon as possible and officially become the God of Wealth.

In the face of the development of the situation, Wang Xiaotao also started her own sales road, and she created her own golden statue.

Changsheng worked with her to formulate this golden body god statue made of secret gold, and she asked Wang Xiaotao who she was going to sell this most exquisite golden body god statue to, and how much she was going to sell it.

She also suggested that Wang Xiaotao lower the price of the Golden Body God Statue, after all, not everyone has the strength to afford the Golden Body God Statue.

Wang Xiaotao held his golden body statue, stroked the face on the statue that was obviously his own but always felt very unfamiliar, and rubbed the Guanyin mole on the statue that shook the eyebrows of the mother, "Sister, don't worry, I have my own arrangements for this golden body statue." ”

"The secret gold pouring can absorb the power of faith to the greatest extent, and it will fall into the hands of ordinary mortals, and it will be destroyed by fireworks, isn't it a pity, it will go where it should go."

Changsheng still remembered that Wang Xiaotao packed a hundred golden body statues in a precious place, she originally thought that today in this Peony City, Wang Xiaotao would at least take out a golden body statue to open the eyes of the people, but she didn't expect that Wang Xiaotao still only took out the wooden god statue.

What Wang Xiaotao was going to do next, Changsheng didn't know at all, she was just following behind her now, following in her footsteps.

It was already late at night when everything was over, and after Wang Xiaotao and Li Hei explained a few words, they turned around and patted Changsheng, who was stunned and felt that he had been scorched by the five thunders of the sky, and smiled slightly, "Sister Changsheng, let's go, go to the Immortal Society, the matter of money is temporarily solved." ”

On this night, in this dark and windy month, when everything was normal, and when the gods ignored it, a large amount of wealth was amassed in countless marginal mountain towns, and the gates of the temple were broken down by angry people.

The idols were toppled and the temples trampled.

On this night, countless riches were escorted and transported in the same direction from different places by people in black robes and black masks.

What happened this night is unknown to the breeze, not to the moon, and not to the gods.

The gods on high did not know that their wealth had been stolen and that the power of their faith had been usurped.

Maybe you know, but you don't care.

In the stage of primitive accumulation of capital, a large amount of wealth is obtained through various means, and it can be used to make money in the later stage of development. There is a process from the export of goods to the export of capital.

Now Xiaomoss is still in the stage of violent accumulation of capital, what she wants is to be fast and ruthless, the more money she has, the more believers, and the more power of faith, the stronger she will be.

In the later period, there will be no need for this violent way, the primitive accumulation of capital will be completed, and the appearance can be elegant and good-looking.

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