As soon as Yan Ling's words fell, these people began to shout again, "Who believes you to say these things? You must be uneasy and kind to you for deceiving us and making trouble in our beauty contest." ”

"It's like, we've never had an old-faced girl here, what the hell are you talking about!"

Hearing what they said was so disrespectful to Yan Ling, Xie Xin's face sank, and he wanted to fan the group of people in front of him out, but Yan Ling stopped his movements and calmed his emotions with his eyes. Then she looked at the people, took out the flower scissors she had put away before, and shook it in front of everyone. "This flower scissors is what she left there, and I don't know what happened at the time, she refused to communicate with us again, and ran away in a hurry, not even having time to take away the scissors that repaired the flower branches. But if you don't believe me, go and see the woman who is near the gate. ”

"What does a pair of scissors say, don't you want to fool us like that. The middle-aged woman pointed at her and spoke again, but before she finished speaking, a middle-aged man said, "Well, can you show me the scissors?"

Yan Ling nodded, and directly handed him the scissors. The man took the scissors and opened and closed them, and carefully inspected all the places around him: "I'm afraid what she said is true, I am too familiar with this simple, this is the scissors in my shop, and there are marks on it." And I looked at the edge of this scissors, I'm afraid it's been used for nearly a year, but they just came to our flower city, and if they come to my shop to buy scissors, I can't not remember them, such an outstanding appearance, I have lived for so many years and only met it for the first time!"

They may not believe the words of the Spirit, but it is impossible for their relatives or neighbors who live in the same place not to believe it. Now people are a little hesitant and don't know what to do.

Looking at the sad and confused faces of the people in front of him, he sighed softly and said: "Now we know the reason, the reason why you are the way you are is actually related to your faith. The flowers you have planted are not good for you now. ”

"You, what do you mean by that, can you make it clear?" someone asked in a loud voice.

"What I mean by this is that the fact that you are losing your appearance now has something to do with the god of flowers that you worship. In fact, we have discovered this problem since we entered the city. You are not suddenly like this, but you have been like this for a long time. What we see when we enter the city is what you are now, and the reason why you have not noticed it is because the god of flowers has planted an illusion in your body, which will make the beautiful things you think ugly, and the ugly things will be beautiful. Now that the god of flowers has removed this illusion, that's why you suddenly see your true face. Yan Ling explained to them in detail, and this time no one said a word, and the scene suddenly became very silent.

After a while, someone finally came back to her senses, and she said, "You, you mean, we have been like this for a long time, and the culprit of this matter is the flower goddess Niangniang that we are carefully worshipping?" After speaking, she shook her head violently and said, "I'm sorry, I can't believe it." Flower God Niangniang has been blessed by our Huacheng for nearly a thousand years, she is the only faith of our Huacheng people, and has a supreme position in our hearts, but now you tell us that our protector God Flower Niangniang is the one who hurt us deeply, I don't believe it, we won't believe it. ”

Everyone echoed the fight, and some people still said that Yan Ling had bad intentions, but Yan Ling was not angry, and she fully understood their feelings. If anyone came to tell her that her faith since she was a child had actually been secretly harming her, a big villain, she thought that not only would she not believe it, but she might also beat him up.

But that's the case, she has to tell them the truth, and also prevent them from being used by the god of flowers again, after all, in the past thousands of years, her time in the human world is not short, and she still has some love for these mortals. "I know it's hard for people to believe it, and they don't want to believe it, but it's true, and if you continue to worship her, you are undoubtedly giving her the opportunity to continue to hurt you. It's easy to convince you that the flower seed should be something you carry with you, and you can take it out and give birth now to see if you can still give it up!"

Everyone looked at each other when they heard this, and someone directly took out the flower seed and wrapped it in his hand to recite the incantation silently, but a quarter of an hour passed, and the flower seed in his hand did not show the slightest sign of germination.

"Is this true?" said someone in dismay.

"The reason why you were able to give birth to flower seeds before is because the flower god has retained a touch of divine consciousness in each of you, as long as you give birth to a flower seed, your appearance will lose a point, and the lost appearance will be attributed to the flower god. We've fought with her before, and we've forced her to take back the consciousness she has on you, so you can't give birth to flower seeds now. But this is not a bad thing for you, and the fact that you cannot produce flower seeds means that your appearance will no longer be in danger of being ugly, and then you will clean up everything about the flower god in your house, and she will naturally not find you again. ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize, and they hugged their heads and cried one by one. "I said how could there be such a miraculous thing, regardless of the season or region, it doesn't take time to let it open it, it turns out that these are all at the cost of my appearance, if I had known earlier, I would rather have a mutilated limb than touch this thing!"

Yan Ling twitched the corners of her lips speechlessly and was about to say something, when there was a commotion at the door, and a young child rushed over and shouted: "Aunt Hua is not here?

The middle-aged woman who was screaming bitterly about her life rushed out when she heard this: "My girl!"

Yan Ling and the two glanced at each other and shook off the crowd and followed, and they didn't go far before they saw a group of people making a fuss, some persuading, some scolding, and some pulling, which was very chaotic. When the aunt saw it, she immediately rushed over and shouted in a low voice: "Ouch, my hard-working daughter, what do you have to think of to find a short circuit, if you leave, how can you let your mother live!!"

Yan Ling squeezed over to take a look and raised his eyebrows, it turned out to be an acquaintance. But she could recognize who she was, but Aunt Hua, who had been living in the illusion, didn't know her, she looked at the pig-headed woman half-lying on the ground and screamed in fright, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time, let alone who she was.

Ming Rong'er was grabbed by several strong women and pressed to the ground to prevent her from moving, and there was a knot hanging on the door frame not far away that had not yet been tied with white silk, it seemed that she wanted to hang herself but did not succeed.

Aunt Hua didn't recognize her daughter, but Ming Rong'er recognized her mother, and when she saw that her mother was frightened by her appearance, Ming Rong'er felt that she had nothing to love. Even herself

was frightened by herself in the mirror, and now her mother didn't recognize that she was also scared by herself, and Ming Rong'er cried for a while.