Mu Shoufeng walked through the mountains and forests.

Seven days ago, the aura of the Void Giant Tree had struck a blast, and the familiar aura made his heart shake.

I don't know if it's because of this, but in the next few days, some inexplicable images often appear in his mind - as if someone is constantly stuffing information into his head.

Boys praying sincerely in a small room, a group of young children praying quietly with folded hands, and a thin homeless man kneeling on the ground at dusk......

The scenes of these pictures are very blurry, and only a rough idea can be seen, and several times Mu Shoufeng wanted to look more closely, but he was never able to get a glimpse of the true face.

However, today, he was reclining on the rocks to take a nap, when a picture suddenly came to his mind again.

The location in the picture is an open forest.

The forest is full of herbs and mountain flowers, and in the center stands a newly sculpted stone monument with the words "Mountain Ghost and God" inscribed.

A large group of old people, children and women knelt in front of the stone monument.

They all bowed their heads and whispered reverently on their faces, as if they were praying.

Mu Shoufeng showed a shocked expression.

This was the first time he had seen a believer in the gods of the mountain ghosts.

He was calm, trying to look more closely and find out where the place was, but the picture quickly changed again.

It's still the same familiar wilderness as before.

But the crowd standing here is no longer just the original old and weak women and children, but a group of muscular men.

Their wrists were all wrapped in red satin, and they surrounded the praying crowd.

One of the middle-aged men stood at the forefront, his lips twitching while holding a few Luosang fruits in his hand, as if he was asking the crowd about something.

Compared with the picture that suddenly appeared in his mind a few days ago, the scene that Mu Shoufeng perceived this time was obviously much clearer.

It's like now, he can clearly see every detail in the picture.

For example, the cold look of the middle-aged man he had a relationship with when he destroyed the Peak Organization, such as the trembling body of an old man in the prayer crowd, and the pale faces of the group of thin children who were protected by the old man......

Mu Shoufeng's mind was suddenly attracted to them.

There were subtle but real childish calls in his ears.

"Mountain Ghost, please bless you!"

"I hope that the bad guys will have bad retribution, and I ask the mountain ghost to bless me!"

"Please, Lord Mountain Oni, drive away the bad guys!"

Mu Shoufeng's heart was shocked.

Was this the voice of those children, why could they hear it, why didn't this happen before, was it because of the aftermath of the Void Giant Tree before?

Mu Shoufeng's thoughts were mixed, but the thoughts in his heart became more and more firm.

The mountain ghosts and gods wish, the incense in his hands, the power of wishes, the use of God, and the sharing of worries for God - he has never been more aware of his first identity than now.

Mu Shoufeng's expression was firm, and he rushed to Qinghe City, where the middle-aged man who had a relationship with each other was.

The mountains and forests are surging, and there is a faint sound that follows.

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Qinghe City, the eastern suburbs.

Because of the river running through it, the land here is more hydrated than the rest of the suburbs, so the vegetation coverage here is also the highest in the surrounding area.

In the early years, attempts were made to clear the land and break free from the shackles of the poaching industry.

But in the end, it didn't work.

Some say it's because the soil isn't fertile enough for rice seedlings to survive, while others say it's because they might lose control of the lifeline of the workers in the processing plant because they might lose control of the workers' lives.

All kinds of reliable and unreliable arguments are rampant.

The only thing that is certain is that there has been no public mention of the cultivation of the fields since.

The location of this prayer meeting was set in the eastern suburbs of Qinghe City.

The so-called prayer assembly was Faisal's newfound instruction.

He had been a disciple of the mountain ghosts for a week.

For the first four days, he had been spreading the names of mountain spirits and gods to the people he received in the vicinity through the art of dreaming, and guiding them to pray by responding to the needs of his heart.

The hungry are guided by the fruit of rosang, the sick are guided by the slow healing of injuries and diseases, and the injustice is guided by the punishment of the evildoer.

Of course, most of Faisal's response to needs came from the hungry, a small number from the sick, and only a tiny fraction from those who experienced injustice.

After all, the fruit is easy to obtain, but it takes more effort to cure a disease, and it takes a lot of risk to punish the wrongdoer.

If it weren't for the fact that in recent days, after he successfully healed Uncle Solang, he used his aura to strengthen his body, and his physical fitness had been greatly improved, otherwise he would not have made a move—even if he did, the target he chose was also cautious, and he had to be carefully planned.

I have to say that Faisal's three-pronged approach has really achieved great results.

Not only did the people who had been blessed by God begin to contribute their devotions, but even some of the remaining residents who had not been sheltered began to pray regularly every day after hearing the names of the mountain ghosts.

These suffering Tajikistan people will not let go of any light that leaks - especially if someone is really blessed by the mountain ghosts.

The miracle of the mountain ghosts and gods, like a spark burning the prairie fire, spread widely among the people at the bottom of Qinghe City at a speed far beyond Faisal's expectations.

One block, two blocks, the entire Dongcheng District, the entire Qinghe City......

The power that mountain ghosts can obtain every day by spending money has begun to rise rapidly and steadily, and the spiritual power contained in it has become more and more huge.

Faisal had been looking forward to the changes that would be brought about by the mountain ghost's spending, just as he had accidentally become a mountain ghost disciple seven days earlier after kneeling on the ground and praying to the mountain ghost.

And just last night, he dreamed of the land of the gods again, and received a new oracle from the light spread by the idol.

Gather the faithful and start the prayer meeting tomorrow.

Faisal was both surprised and delighted by this move.

I am glad that I can be entrusted with such an important task, but I am surprised that this prayer meeting seems to be a little abrupt, and I don't know what kind of impact this will come.

The emotions in his heart surged, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he immediately used the technique of dreaming to spread the news of the upcoming prayer meeting in the entire urban area of Qinghe City.

Of course, he couldn't have performed the art of dreaming on every believer.

Therefore, he only selected a small number of devout believers who were distributed in various districts of Qinghe City to inform them of their dreams, and finally instructed them to convey the news of the prayer meeting to the rest of the believers as widely as possible.

Faisal worked hard all night, and when he got up the next day, he immediately rushed to the eastern suburbs of Qinghe City.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that almost eighty percent of the people at the bottom had arrived, and some of them had their shoulders soaked with dew—they had apparently arrived at the dawn of the morning.

Things are going well.

The crowd bowed their heads in prayer.

Faisal watched with joy as everything went smoothly, and just when he thought he would be able to complete his task smoothly today, an accident finally came.

The group of red satins overlooking the people at the bottom heard the wind.