On the forehead, shoulders, and arms of this statue, you can see countless dancing girls like Dunhuang flying in the sky, they are hung in the air by countless silk threads, and Dunhuang costumes flutter with the breeze, just like the incense gods around the statues, splashing gold leaf and flower petals.

The holy woman of the Buddha Sect stood in the lotus lamp held up by the Buddha statue, dancing gracefully, like a bodhisattva.

This saint is accustomed to seeing this kind of scene, a little fingertip, there is a gold leaf mist immediately drifted out, in the golden light, you can see the five-colored mist ethereal flying away, attracting the people who believe in the god of the gods, have knelt on the ground to bow, the mountain shouts long live the god of the gods.

Luo Gaoxuan stared at the Wushen float and said: "Religion has always been the most demagogic, especially religion with ulterior motives, and it will make the people forget about it. ”

These floats are heavy and difficult to walk, and there are too many people along the street, so it is not easy to walk, and it is already noon when you walk to the large square in front of the governor's palace!

The warm spring sun, the people did not feel hot, the square was blocked like a temple fair, and when the governor's wife and the provincial dignitaries stood on the city gate tower, the security officers evacuated the people outside the square, and leaned against a human wall to completely separate dozens of Wushen floats from the people.

At present, there are already security officers to count the colorful copper coins on the floats, recorded on the official paper, so as to determine the number of lottery heads, to determine who won the first prize, and when all the float lamp stands are counted, these security officers collect the records, climb the city gate tower and hand them to Fu Jingchang, the governor of Sichuan and Shu.

"Ahem!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, all the old men, the festival of the gods, the flower stand is like a rainbow, today is another year of the festival day, I announce on behalf of the Beijing Municipal Court and the provincial capital of Sichuan and Shu that this year's winner of the god of Wu is Baijiang County Caitou Ji Baichang, ah this, in addition to the five hundred silver yuan in the provincial capital, there are thousands of gifts sent by the major squires and wealthy families in Shucheng, as for what I will not report, you go back and see it yourself."

"Please come up Ji Baichang, we can give you a prize."

Before the words fell, Ji Baichang walked into the gate of the Governor's Mansion and walked up the stone steps to the city gate tower.

"Governor!"

Fu Jingchang looked at Ji Baichang, reluctantly took the trophy and handed it to him, this person respectfully knelt down to take it, and when the trophy was handed to him, the governor said in a low voice: "Mr. Ji, you are the god of this year, I should give you a glass of wine." ”

"Don't dare, you are the governor, the grass people are just a showman, how dare you toast."

Ji Baichang didn't know what was about to happen, so he modestly excused himself.

"Hey, if it weren't for the Divine Sect, the people of Sichuan and Shu would not be so obedient, you let me Fu Jingchang sit firmly in the position of governor, how can I repay the favor, just toast a toast, don't get in the way, don't get in the way."

After speaking, Fu Jingchang asked someone to bring up a wooden plate, which was filled with Liquan wine, if Ji Baichang didn't know the situation just now, and saw a Gu worm floating in Liquan wine, as long as he wasn't stupid, he should understand what was going on.

"Please, Mr. Ji, I heard that this wine can strengthen the body, and after drinking it, the whole body is warm, like a worm crawling all over the body."

Fu Jingchang raised the wine glass first, looking at this god with a playful look, Ji Baichang had already realized that he had discovered the situation, and reluctantly squeezed a smile from his face, picked up the wine glass and raised it to drink it all.

At this moment, he put down the wine glass, quickly turned to his waist, and after a while, he saw a dagger, stabbing at Fu Jingchang brightly.

At this moment, Yue Guanchao, who was hiding in the crowd, immediately jumped forward, picked up the horizontal knife and directly blocked back, and when there was a loud bang, the dagger was knocked to the ground, causing countless trills.

Then, he kicked Ji Baichang into the distance, and the guards on both sides immediately grabbed his hands, twisted his arms and knelt on the ground.

"Mr. Ji, I was still thinking about what crime I was going to charge with cleaning up the Divine Sect, thank you for this knife and giving me such a good reason."

After speaking, Fu Jingchang picked up the dagger, slashed at his clothes, pointed the dagger at this god, and teased: "Ji Baichang, I don't think you will live long!" ”

Before the words fell, this god taught people to know that the general trend had gone, so they directly gritted their teeth, and poisonous blood gushed out along their throats, and they swallowed after a short time.

Then, the orderly stood on the tower of the city, picked up the loudspeaker and announced: "The Divine Sect will assassinate the governor, the main forces will arrest it, and the rest of the idle cult will be killed." ”

As soon as the words fell, the congregants downstairs finally understood, and they were about to flee everywhere after getting off the float, and at this moment, the Sichuan army that hid in the crowd and entered Shucheng lit up their guns, directly isolating the people and completely surrounding the square.

For a while, the sound of gunfire rang out from everywhere, like catching a turtle in an urn, escorting all the members of the Nu God Sect, and if anyone escaped, they were directly killed.

When the people outside the square saw this scene, they also knew that the Nu God Sect had committed something, and many times they were watching the big drama with the psychology of watching the big show, and a few people were completely bewitched and wanted to go forward to save the Wu God Sect, but they were immediately subdued by the security officers.

When everything died down, Fu Jingchang stood up at the head of the city and said: "Everyone, it has been found out by the provincial capital that the Wushen Sect uses the people's beliefs to poison the river water, and from tomorrow, the whole territory of Sichuan and Shu will boil the antidote, please drink it as appropriate, and do not take water in the Fujiang River for half a year, so as to put an end to Gu poison." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people downstairs in the city suddenly realized, like waking up from a big dream and looking at the float of the god of Wu, the god of Wu taught them to poison the matter, they really didn't believe it, but the provincial city made such a big move to deal with a school of rivers and lakes, but it didn't look like a fake, they looked at each other and sighed.

Some people spread out the great momentum of the Cult of the Gods, and played the people around, but some people regretted not picking up more money, after the Cult of the Gods was gone, the opportunity to pick up money became difficult, and more people cared about the poisoning that the Gods taught them, and when they heard that it was poison, they gritted their teeth with hatred.

In any case, the threat of the Cult of God is basically gone. m.

At this point, the power of the Nu God Sect, which had been active in Sichuan and Shu for 30 years, was completely uprooted.

In the next few days, the counties and towns in Sichuan and Shu were taking the Gu soup, and at the same time searching for the remnants of the Wu God Sect, the gallows in Shu City, there were sect members who were hanged and hanged at any time, and the corpses were piled up, so that they had to be cleaned up every day.

For the common people, the Cult of the Gods did give them benefits, and when they knew that this benefit was at the cost of their bodies, their hatred of the Cult was obviously more than pity, looking at the black Gu worms they spit out, even if the members of the Cult of the Gods had been hanged, they had to throw rotten leaves and stones, and they had to relieve their anger.

In this regard, Song Siyuan can only say that the people's fanaticism comes and goes quickly, and in the past, believing in the Cult of the Gods could still be fashionable, but now saying that you believe in the Religion of the Gods is the same as scolding people.

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Some people died, but not completely......