Tsing Yi Xiucai's plan to smash Wang Jin's temple of the god of good fortune failed, he was not discouraged, he also knew that the temple stood on one side, and the gods under the seat of their own gods would protect it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if there are no divine soldiers and generals, there are also indispensable yin officials and ghosts, and it is too difficult to smash the temple with an ordinary person.

However, in the blink of an eye, Tsing Yi Xiucai had all kinds of schemes in his mind.

The foundation of the gods is fame!

If there is fame, there will be people to support, and if there is offering, there will be incense, and there will be divine power with incense.

This time, Tsing Yi Xiucai thought about his life and was ready to destroy the foundation of Fu Zhengshen.

Unconsciously, the sky was already dusk, and a slight spring cold wind suddenly rose, blowing a pool of spring water.

A round of silver-white jade plates, hanging high in the Nine Heavens, sprinkled with one piece of brilliance after another, the cold light shines all over the world, making everything in the world hazy and full of mystery.

The night was deep, the silver moon was hanging high, the stars were sparse, and the cold wind was blowing, so that the people who walked at night couldn't help but tighten their shirts, bow their heads, and move forward at great speed.

The night road is dangerous, and the situation has to be a last resort, so you will walk at night wearing the stars and the moon.

"The moon is high and the wind is dark, and it is a good time. ”

Tsing Yi Xiucai sat cross-legged on the bed of the Yuelai Inn, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Watch me use my magic to destroy your foundation!"

A ball of blue light emerged from the whole body, which was a round and integrated gang qi, which protected Tsing Yi Xiucai's body, and then a ray of divine light rippled, and Tsing Yi Xiucai's soul thought went out of his body.

It is a three-inch-tall villain, exactly the same as Tsing Yi Xiucai, this three-inch-tall villain, the whole body is full of divine light, with divine might, at this time.

The little man rose in the wind, turned into a normal human size, looked back at his body, and smiled faintly.

Floated out of the window of the inn and drifted towards the streets of Yanwangzhuang.

The streets were very deserted, silent, there was no figure, only the sound of dogs barking came from afar, endlessly.

"Today, I will control four people to go to the Great Temple of Fu to ask God for help. ”

Tsing Yi Xiucai smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

"What these four people want, not to mention, and they are all the opposite, I think you can do it?"

"If you can't satisfy the prayers of believers, and if your thoughts are not clear, who will believe you?"

A wisp of spirit floated into an old farmer's house and possessed the old farmer's body.

As if unconscious, the old peasant got dressed and went out.

His sleeping wife, who was sleeping beside him, was awakened by him, half-leaned over, and asked, "Now, the night is dark, you don't have a good rest and sleep, it's a big night, what are you doing here?"

The old farmer said, "I have something in my heart, I want to go to the Great Temple of Fu to put a pillar of incense, worship the gods, and ask the gods to bless me." ”

The peasant woman said, "Then you have to be sincere, Fu Zhengshen is located in our Yanwang Village, protecting the people of Yanwang, you can't be lazy." ”

The old farmer said, "I know, you can sleep well, I will come back as soon as I put on the pillar of incense." ”

Get dressed.

Pushed open the door and walked out, the night breeze blew, and my body shivered, a little cold.

Arrived at the Temple of Fuku.

The temple is still brightly lit, in front of the temple gate, a wishing tree is planted, and the wishing tree is full of notes one by one, and each note has a wish written on it.

"Lao Wang, why did you come to the temple at night?"

The temple of the Fude Zheng Temple Zhu Wang Datong has already cleaned the sanitation in the temple at this time, and the entire temple is very clean, and many places have been gently sprinkled with clean water.

The old farmer smiled innocently and saluted Wang Datong, "I've seen the divine envoy!"

Wang Datong is the Yellow Turban Force, a small god in the world, and also the temple of the Great Temple of Fortune, and the people in the village regard Wang Datong as the messenger of the Great God of Fortune.

It is believed that Wang Datong can directly collude with the gods of fortune and convey the wishes of the people to the hearts of the gods.

"I have something in my heart, I came here tonight to offer incense and ask the gods to bless me. ”

"In the middle of the night, there is a lot of trouble, and I ask God to forgive my sins."

The old peasant straightened his mentality, looked respectful, took the incense and candles, and when he arrived in front of the true body of the great god of good fortune, he knelt down on a futon on the ground, and prayed silently in his heart.

"The great god of fortune is above, the villain king continent bows to the gods, and please protect the gods, I will dry things tomorrow, the things that are dried are related to the livelihood of my family, and please don't rain, if it doesn't rain, I will definitely give you a big pig's head afterwards to worship your old man." ”

After lighting the incense and kowtowing, the old farmer felt that his heart was steady, said goodbye to Wang Datong, left with a smile, went out of the Fude Zheng Temple, came to the street, and prepared to return home.

As soon as I arrived on the street, I saw a few wisps of incense floating out of the old farmer's head, and the divine power was condensed, turning into a beautiful talent in Tsing Yi, looking at the old farmer and smiling lightly.

"This is the first one, and there are three more!"

"I have to let you know that it is not easy to become a god and receive incense from the world. ”

Without the possession of Tsing Yi Xiucai, the old farmer walking on the street, as soon as the wind blew, the whole person was excited, sobered up, and his eyes were a little confused.

"In the middle of the night, why did I run out on the street alone?"

Looking around, the night was dark, and I was a little scared in my heart.

"What the hell!"

I ran away, not knowing that I had been to the Fuzheng Temple, worshiped the gods, and burned incense.

Leaving this old farmer, Tsing Yi Xiucai, went to another person's house.

It is also possessed by the body.

This person, who was also an old farmer, his sanity was controlled by Tsing Yi Xiucai, and he walked out of the house and came to the Fuzheng Temple, which made Wang Datong, who was about to rest, puzzled.

"Today, what's the matter, everyone comes to burn incense and worship God in the middle of the night?"

But no matter what, the people who came were all believers in the great god of fortune, and Wang Datong naturally didn't dare to slack off and greeted him.

"Uncle Wang, it's all in the middle of the sky, how did you come to the Great God's Dojo?"

Uncle Wang smiled honestly, "I have something in my heart, I don't come to worship God and burn incense, and I can't sleep well." ”

I took a stick of incense, and when I arrived in front of the golden body of the great god of fortune, I knelt down on the futon, holding a long incense stick, and kept kowtowing, and begged, "The great god is above, the villain kowtows to the great god, tomorrow, I plan to plant something, I need some rain, and I also ask the great god to exert his magical powers, call the wind and call the rain, let the rain fall from the sky, bless the things I planted, and be able to get enough rain." ”

"If the rain is sufficient to bring me a good harvest, I will have a good reward. ”

After kowtowing, the old man left satisfied, as if he had sustenance in his heart.

Wang Datou felt very strange in his heart, "Some people ask for a sunny day, some people ask for a rainy day, the great god is above, and the magic power is vast, so it is not easy to deal with this matter." ”

In March, everything grows.

After the old man left, when he went to the street, above his head, a few wisps of incense flew out, turning into a beautiful man in Tsing Yi, and the old man also came to his senses, secretly wondering in his heart, I don't know how he ran to the street for no reason.

Fear in the heart!

The old man is old, knows many supernatural things, knows that the world is vast, and there are indeed fairies, demons, ghosts and gods.

"Could it be that the fairy and the little old man are joking?"

When I thought about it like this, my heart was even colder, and I was so frightened that I bowed down to the street in all directions.

"The gods of the past, all the vanity, please forgive the little old man, the little old man does not fight with others in his life, keeps to himself, lives a dull life, and has never done anything wrong. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a wood carving from his neck, which received a little incense, which was the wood carving body of the god of Fu Zhengshen.

After these wood-carved Dharma bodies are worshiped by a certain amount of incense, they will be faintly connected with the golden body of the Fu Zheng God of the Fu Zheng Temple, which can alarm Yang Chen's thoughts attached to them.

After taking out the wood carving method of the god of good fortune, the old man held it in both hands, looking at the four directions vigilantly, hoping that the great god of good fortune would protect him.

After Tsing Yi Xiu saw this wood carving body, he sneered in his heart.

"But to let you know that in this Wei City, only the nine kings are the heads of the gods, how many magical powers can this Fude Wild God have to protect your peace?"

As a god general under the Nine Great Thrones, Tsing Yi Xiucai has a very good understanding of the wood carving body, because the Nine Kings have many wood carving body circulation among the people.

Many folk people worship the wood carving body of the Nine Kings.

This kind of Dharma body is not very supernatural, once the believer is attacked by demons, it will indeed exude a faint divine power, this divine power can protect the believer, and it can also alarm the gods.

However, when the divine power is shallow and the piety is insufficient, it is difficult to alarm the gods, after all, the gods are very busy, and there are many believers, so it is impossible for a small matter to come to the gods.

After all, if the gods have a thought and a doppelganger, if the realm of the gods is not high, the doppelganger is also limited, and it is impossible to have an infinite doppelganger, and he feels the voice to help the suffering.

Tsing Yi Xiucai saw that the old man was carrying a wood carving body of Fu Zhengshen, and he was unhappy in his heart.

With a wave of divine power, a cold wind rose on the spot.

The cold wind blew towards the old man, and it was cold in his body, making his teeth tremble, and his two strands trembled.

"Blessed God!"

"Blessed God!"

The old man held the wood carving Dharma body of the god of good fortune and asked for help with his heart.

On the body of the wood carving method, there was a faint light blooming, and then with a snap, the wood carving method body was torn apart and lost its effect, only to frighten the old man's eyes to be black, and he fainted with fright.

"What a coward!"

Tsing Yi sneered.

Drift away.

"It's time for a third person!"

This third person, unlike the first two, is a businessman, who travels from all over the world, buys high and sells low, earns the difference, and is also a little famous and wealthy in the local area, and is a rich man in the village.

Tsing Yi Xiucai possessed his body, and the merchant put on his clothes, walked out, and went straight to the temple of Fude.

From a distance, I saw that in the Fuzheng Temple, the lights were bright, like day.

"Wang Laocai, why are you here?"

Wang Datong scratched his head, he couldn't think of the reason, in the past, at night, no one came to burn incense and worship God, today, one after another, as if they were discussed, they all came to burn incense and worship God at night?

"Weird?"

"It's weird inside!"

The indescribable strangeness of the matter made Wang Datong feel uneasy, cheered up and ready to deal with the unexpected at any time.

Wang Laocai said, "Tomorrow, I am going to go to Tianhua Mansion to do some small business, and I will come to ask the great god to protect me." ”

After speaking, he took the incense, and when he arrived at the golden body of the god of good fortune, he faced the futon on the ground, holding the long incense in his hand, and kowtowing respectfully.

"I'm a merchant, tomorrow I'm going to go to Tianhuafu, but the road is far away, if I go too late, my shipload of goods, may be destroyed in my hands, and please bless the great god of fortune, tomorrow there will be a strong wind, let my ship borrow the wind power, one day to reach the destination." ”

The Xiangyang River in Tianhua Mansion is the largest river in Tianhua Mansion, which is connected to all the county governments below Tianhua Mansion, and many merchants like to take the waterway and rush to Tianhua Mansion from the Xiangyang River.

Wang Laocai worshipped God, burned incense, didn't say much, and left.

Wang Datong felt that there would be people coming, so he simply sat in the main hall of the Fuzheng Temple and silently practiced the dragon elephant prajna gong.

Sure enough, not long after, another person came, also from the nearby village.

After coming to the temple, Wang Datong didn't ask much, and directly handed over the incense.

When this person arrived at the golden body of the temple of Fude, he bowed his head and worshipped, and while worshipping God, he recited a word, "The green I planted these days is about to ripen, don't get windy." Otherwise, I will scrape off a tree, and all these months of hard work will be in vain."

When Wang Datong heard this, his whole head became bigger.

"Quirky, absolutely weird!"

After the man left.

Wang Datong thought silently, today is definitely a lot weirder than usual.

"Someone must be deliberately targeting the Fude Temple. ”

Wang Datong thought of this.

During the day, Wang Jin smashed the temple, and tonight, everyone worshiped God and burned incense, and the request was strange.

Some ask for a sunny day, some ask for rain, some ask for wind, some ask for no wind, and everything they ask for is the opposite, even if it is a god, they will go crazy.

"Deliberately, it must be deliberate!"

Wang Datong really couldn't sit still, and couldn't meditate on the dragon elephant prajna gong.

If you practice divine skills under impetuousness, it is easy to lead to madness.

"Conspiracy, there must be a temple conspiracy that I don't know about. ”

Wang Datong felt that he had a big hand behind his back to control everything and turn the clouds and rain.

This mysterious big hand is not friend or foe, and it is preparing to bring down the Temple of Fude.

"Hard can't do it, come soft one!"

"The soft knife kills people without seeing blood, this is going to destroy the foundation of the great god, it is simply too vicious. ”

Wang Datong saw through the conspiracy, but there was no way to stop it.

Believers burn incense and worship God, and they will ask for something.

He could not stop the prayers of the believers.

But he didn't know that in the face of such a completely different prayer, even if the merit was a great power and infinite mana, it would not be easy to deal with.

Is it sunny or rainy?

Is it windy? or is it windless?

All in all, if one is satisfied, the other must not be satisfied.

It's confusing. (To be continued.) )