At the foot of the West Peak.

A group of residents of Xifeng Town came to worship the gods according to their usual habits.

But when they just came to the temple today, they found that the temple they had visited in the past had begun to be greatly modified and expanded under the command of the mayor of Xifeng Town.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't the temple renovated once a year?"

"yes! I remember the last time it was renovated, it seems like only a few months have passed, right?"

"Maybe there was some tofu dregs in the last project, right?"

"I guess that's the case. ”

"Hopefully it won't interfere with our prayers. ”

"Yes, if the gods don't hear our prayers and don't fulfill our wishes, we're in bad luck. ”

“......”

In the midst of a crowd of pilgrims.

Mixed with two people with different looks.

One of the old men, on crutches, looked weak.

When he came to the temple, he was the first to see the statue of Liu Fenglong, the mountain god in the main hall.

Tiger Tiger Tiger.

And the demeanor is full of expression.

At a glance, people feel the awe from the depths of their hearts, and they dare not look at it.

Beside the mountain god Liu Fenglong, there are also several statues of gods with different expressions and quite spirituality.

These people are all the big land lords, stove gods, and kitchen gods near Xifeng Town...... Wait a minute.

The gods hold the moon.

This is the current posture of the mountain god Liu Fenglong.

The pilgrims are constantly worshipping and accumulating incense and merit for the mountain god Liu Fenglong.

The white-bearded old man on crutches, after taking a look at the situation in front of him, did not linger in this place for long, and continued to walk towards the backyard of the temple.

Susu.

He came to the backyard, in front of a temple that was being renovated.

"Isn't this the river boy enshrined in the creek at the foot of Xifeng Mountain?"

"Yes, that's him. ”

"Didn't he have a shrine in the first place, why didn't he worship in that place, but instead rebuilt the statue of the god in our Xifeng Town Temple to worship?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it is said that that Hebo is not very effective, but the mayor of the town does not want to give up, so he is forced to drag him over. ”

"I really can't figure it out, what is there to worship for a non-effective Hebo, it is better to dismantle it directly. ”

"Shhhh ”

“......”

The renovation workers were busy one by one, and they didn't notice a white-bearded old man with a crutch standing in front of the door.

When they said that they would tear down the temple of Hebo and no longer worship, the crutch in the hand of the old man on crutches fell on the spot.

I don't know what material the crutch is made of, so when it falls, there is a deafening crashing sound.

The craftsman who was originally working on the climb was suddenly taken aback by this deafening sound and fell directly towards the old man who had dropped his crutch.

Three or four meters in the air.

If a strong man smashes on a frail old man, then the old man will lose a layer of skin if he does not die.

At this critical moment, a young man stepped forward, directly blocked the old man behind him, and reached out to catch the falling young craftsman.

After thinking that the young craftsman landed safely, he didn't thank Ye Xiaohu at all, but directly bypassed Ye Xiaohu and reprimanded the white-bearded old man.

"You said you're so old, why are you coming to the temple when you have nothing to do?"

"We all started to walk on crutches, and it was not very convenient to walk, so it was not good to stay at home and wait for death, and come out every day to make trouble for us young people. ”

"You said that if you hadn't been blocked just now, if I had smashed directly on you and killed you, would this be yours or mine?"

"Fortunately, I didn't stone you to death, otherwise I would have sinned against the gods by pouring out my blood in front of the temple. ”

Hearing the craftsman's words, the white-bearded old man couldn't help frowning slightly.

Just as he was about to speak, the young man who rescued him directly couldn't help but snort coldly: "You almost hit someone, you didn't apologize to someone first, but reprimanded the other party, do you feel right?"

"That's my business, what does it have to do with you?"

The young craftsman glared at Ye Xiaohu dissatisfiedly and said, "Don't think that if you caught me just now, you can make me thank you?" I tell you, if you hadn't caught me, I would have landed safely." ”

"You ......"

The young man looked at the young craftsman, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

Man is greedy.

This has not changed since ancient times.

However, how could such a young craftsman who was selected by the temple to build the temple be such a dirty person, how could he get the reward of the temple.

Just as the young man was about to teach the young craftsman a lesson, the older craftsman on the other side had already taken the lead and said, "Okay, they didn't mean to scare you. ”

"Hmph, forgive them and don't dare. ”

"It's not too early, let's go to the temple temple to wish food in the main hall there, and continue to work after we come back. ”

"It's fine. ”

The younger craftsman nodded, approving the older craftsman's proposal.

So the two craftsmen, one old and one young, bypassed the young man's body and went straight to the canteen of Miaozhu.

The young man who saw this scene raised his finger and was about to say something, when he heard the white-bearded old man next to him, pick up his crutch and say, "What's your name?"

"Ye Xiaohu. ”

"From Hope Village?"

"Not bad. ”

"Is it any wonder that you are so young and lack some calm?"

"Ahh

"Remember, man's good fortune is predestined, and only by doing good deeds can he gain the favor of the gods, and vice versa. ”

The young man, that is, Ye Xiaohu, was slightly stunned.

Just when he was thinking about the meaning of the old man with the white beard, he found that the young craftsman who had just left had accidentally stepped on the air when he was walking up the stairs, and then the whole person rolled down from the top floor.

"This is retribution. ”

Ye Xiaohu could sense a hint of difference from the other party's body.

The other party's body was actually covered with a layer of black mist.

If you weren't an immortal, then you wouldn't be able to see such a weird scene at all.

This is a bad omen.

To know.

When he first was in the temple, there was no bad omen at all, which the young man saw in his eyes.

However, it is a bit strange that the young craftsman, after he walked out of the temple, was covered with such a bad omen.

It wasn't his hand.

So who is it?

The young man suddenly thought of a possibility, and he looked back at the white-bearded old man beside him.

only to find that the white-bearded old man, as if he had never existed, disappeared directly in place.

This made the young man's heart tremble, and then he glanced around and said, "Is it a god, or a demon, that actually affects the fate of mortals without me knowing it?"