Xiao Er said: "The Emperor must be very powerful, how dare I comment on anything as a miscellaneous guy, I will have to eat and talk with this mouth in the future?"

Mo Ang sneered and threw a piece of silver to Xiao Er. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Er accepted the money, smiled and thanked him repeatedly, but he also affirmed again: "The emperor is the master, the mana is through the sky, and Ze is Hanyang City, it is not for a small person like me to comment on it." ”

Mo Ang knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he had to ask for the exact address of the Dragon King Temple on Zhenyang Street and left the inn.

Ling Yue knew that the Dragon King Temple on Zhenyang Street was not the same place as the Dragon King Temple where Li Shiyuan was staying, but he didn't tell Moang Li Shiyuan about the Dragon King Temple, there was no reason, he just felt that it was unnecessary. After all, Mo Ang is not familiar with Li Shiyuan.

On Li Shiyuan's side, Ling Yue had just entered the Dragon King Temple with him, and saw a short and fat man shrinking his head, and after the other party saw that it was Li Shiyuan, he sighed and walked out.

"Brother Shiyuan, did you make a move?" As he spoke, he looked behind him and said, "What about Brother Dasheng?"

Li Shiyuan ignored him, walked straight to the statue of the dragon god, lit three sticks of incense, and worshiped three times sincerely. After worshipping the dragon god, he put Ling Yue's split flying sword on the table, lit three sticks of incense, and worshiped three times religiously.

After worshipping, he shouted at the fat man: "Fat man, this time thanks to Grandpa Dragon God, I have the life to come back, you should also hurry up and come and say goodbye!"

The fat man was very obedient, and sure enough, he kowtowed a few times.

"Fatty, Dasheng has been arrested. ”

The fat man exclaimed, "Why?"

only heard a snap, and Shiyuan slapped himself.

The fat man was stunned for a moment and shouted, "Brother Shiyuan, what are you doing here?"

"It's all my fault, it's all my stupidity, it's all my stupidity. After blaming himself for a while, Shiyuan told the cause and effect.

It turned out that after the three of them came here, they found this Dragon King Temple as a base. The fat man was timid, so he let him stay in the temple, and he himself took Dasheng to a famous pawnshop nearby.

The pawnshop owner ostensibly agreed to them, saying that he would have to evaluate it well, but secretly saw that it was stolen goods, so he reported it to the high governor in charge of the case. When Gao Duyou heard the news, he immediately raised troops to arrest them.

At the critical moment, Dasheng blocked the officers and soldiers, and Li Shiyuan grabbed a horse on the side of the road and escaped.

"Dasheng was arrested because I was arrested, and I just gave up my life to rescue him. When Li Shiyuan said this, his face was facing the fat man, but his eyes were looking at Ling Yue's split body.

A cloud of golden light flickered, and the flying sword turned into a golden statue of the dragon king.

When Shiyuan and the fat man saw it, they quickly knelt down again.

Ling Yue coded out a line of words: "For the time being, I will figure out a way." ”

Shiyuan and the fat man thanked him again and again, and they couldn't say that they burned a few more incense sticks.

The Dragon King Temple on Zhenyang Street covers an area of three acres, the building can be said to be magnificent, from the bottom point of view, it can be regarded as the top five temples in Hanyang City, and it was once the main temple of the Dragon King Temple in Hanyang City. However, because this temple is dedicated to the dragon king, the incense has not been prosperous, and because it is located at the junction of the slum and the rich district, it was occupied by a famous beggar gang in Hanyang City a few years ago.

The beggars recruited the gang from the slums and then begged and did other livelihoods in the rich areas to make ends meet.

Outside the temple, a group of ragged and dirty beggars gathered in twos and threes, some lying on the ground basking in the sun, and some sitting at the door to catch lice.

Looking at all this, Mo Ang's brows furrowed.

At this time, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old beggar saw Moang with sharp eyes, and saw that Moang was richly dressed, and immediately greeted him. "The guest officer is a pilgrim from other places who came to Hanyang to worship incense, you have always come to the right place, our Dragon King Temple is the most magnificent and effective in Hanyang City. ”

As he spoke, the beggar ran to Moang with a dog-beating stick.

The other beggars saw it and flocked to it.

The young beggar was reluctant and said angrily: "I saw it first, he is mine, and you still don't obey the rules?"

A middle-aged beggar grabbed the little beggar, put his ear to the little beggar's ear and whispered: "Little thing, don't you look at this person's crotch with a thousand miles of horses, a strong suit, a sword by his side, obviously a martial arts high-roller, you little guy can cope with it?"

The little beggar looked at Moang carefully, and felt that the middle-aged beggar was right, so he agreed to form an alliance with the middle-aged beggar, and quickly negotiated a share.

With Moang's cultivation, how could he not hear what these beggars said. He walked straight to the temple, and when he saw the beggars who were not long-eyed, they were still leaning towards him, pinching a Dharma decision with his fingers, and reciting a decision, and all these beggars froze.

In this way, dozens of beggars were fixed along the way, and they successfully arrived at the main hall where the statue of the dragon king was placed.

The main hall is relatively clean, and although the statue looks a little old, it is not seriously damaged. In front of the statue there are also a few sticks of incense and some fruit and other tributes such as pig's heads.

After bowing to the idol a few times, Moang shouted, "Who is the person in charge here? Get out of here!"

It's loud, but it's well controlled by Moang. The sound can be heard in every room of the temple, but no one can hear it outside the temple.

Ling Yue heard a chaotic sound coming from other rooms, and his fun-loving heart rose again, and he flew towards the nearby room.

Not to mention, the rooms in the backyard of the entire temple are quite clean, and there is no such heavy smell as the front yard.

The people who lived in this room were also dressed in clean clothes, and although they were also tattered, they still looked like people.

"Helper, what should we do, should we go out?" a slight voice came into Ling Yue's ears.

"What are you going out for? You didn't see how powerful this plague god was, and he casually said that it was decided, and he stopped our people, didn't he go out to find death?"

Ling Yue flew in, and saw that this room was no longer just clean, it was filled with expensive mahogany furniture, hung with red silk yarn tents, and the gang leader was wearing silk and satin, and there were two women with some qualifications next to him, who looked like outsiders.

Although the two gang members kneeling below were not as good as the gang leaders, they were also neatly dressed.

Ling Yue laughed in his heart, and then a gust of wind blew away the clothes of the gang leader and the gang kneeling below, and then rolled up the ayara in the house, tied their ankles or necks, and sent them out of the house.

The three men with red fruits were blown by the wind, their bodies were high and low, and from time to time there was a 1800-degree rotation.

The movement was so loud that not only the beggar disciples in the temple saw it, but even the nearby residents noticed it.

People from every household flocked out, standing in the courtyard and on the street, pointing at these three people, some angrily scolding them for their unpleasant retribution, some of them retribution, and some of them gloating.

I don't know if it was the old man's voice trembling and shouted: "The dragon god has finally appeared and come out to punish the wicked!" This voice was full of emotion, and nine times out of ten it was an old believer of the dragon clan.

The people around saw the old man kneeling down, and they also knelt down in awe of the gods.

Faith is sometimes a trend, some people believe sincerely, some people will follow suit, so more and more people bow down to worship the dragon god.

"The dragon god appears and punishes the wicked!" the old man shouted tremblingly.

But he is a leader, and when the leader shouts, others will shout after him, and gradually the voice is unified.

"The dragon god appears and punishes the wicked!" shouted more and more people, and more and more neatly.

In front of the statue of the dragon king, Mo Ang listened to the voices around him, and couldn't help but feel excited, he needed such a belief, and the dragon clan needed such a belief.

When he was almost done, Ling Yue threw the three of them in front of Mo Ang.

Although the three of them had some superficial kung fu, they were already dizzy when they were tossed around by such a high and low rotation.

Ling Yue also flew to Mo Ang and coded out a line of words: "You can unblock the other gangs." ”

Mo Ang comprehended, pinched a law decision, and chanted "Solution!" The gang members who had been fixed before all regained their ability to act.

When these gangs heard this sound like a sea tide, their hearts were panicked, and they all knelt down and shouted, "The dragon god atonements, the dragon gods atone!"

Ling Yue looked at everything in front of him and listened to the voice coming from afar, and his heart was also agitated. Faith really has an ineffable magic, not only for the believer, but also for the believer and the beholder.

When Ling Yue was immersed in this atmosphere, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something missing, and after a little thought, he understood. He turned into dust again and flew out of the main hall, outside a room that seemed unusually quiet.

There were obviously people in the room, but there was not the slightest sound, which was particularly strange at such a moment.

A faint burst of mana fluctuated, and then, the human aura in the room completely disappeared, and Ling Yue had reached the cultivation of the Immortal Dao, but he couldn't sense it.

"Interesting!" Ling Yue quietly flew in and found that this room was really not small, and there were more than twenty people sitting in it. These men were dressed in black robes, and they wrapped themselves tightly, showing nothing except a pair of eyes, and even their eyes were closed. Some are tall and some are short, some are fat and some are thin, some are male and some are female.

Voiceover: It's all covered, how can you tell if they're male or female?

Ling Yue: It's hard to explain this, I must have a way to verify it, and it has been verified, it will definitely not be bad, just understand it yourself.

These people are motionless, like sculptures, and if they don't have to exhale and inhale, and the room is filled with murderous aura, I am afraid that people will really think that they are a group of dead people.

"These people are obviously not members of the beggar gang, how can they be here?" Ling Yue could have woken these people up with a stick and then tortured them to extract confessions, but it wouldn't be fun. And looking at the appearance of these people, it is not necessarily easy to extort confessions by torture.