When Li Jing was just a newcomer, he was not familiar with everything and needed to understand it carefully.

The other party absorbed more thought power than himself. At least judging from the other party's long legs, the soul body was much stronger than her - after all, she was just a ray of consciousness now and didn't even have a soul body.

Since even the other party was trembling with fear, it must have happened to something very terrible.

She couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you? Why did you take your legs back?"

The neighbor stuttered: "Yes,                                                                                                                         �

Bai Jing said "Oh", "Is there a butcher, and then?" She had already sensed this.

"Then, the blood evil spirit is too strong, I, I'm afraid..."

Fear?

Seeing the other person's appearance, Yan Jing couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But now I am just a wisp of divine thought. The only way the other party can hurt me is to destroy the shrine.

Her eyes couldn't help but move to the messy and dilapidated stone niches next to her - so, these were all destroyed! So the other party might also destroy these two or three shrines that seemed barely complete?!

What after it is destroyed?

She didn't think that her powerful divine thought would be destroyed with the shrine. At worst, she would lose some divine thought power and then find a new statue of divine statue.

However, if this world is like this, and is so "strong" and does not believe in ghosts and gods, no, not only does it not believe, but also wants to destroy all this, then the little power of divine thoughts she was teleported to this world will sooner or later be exhausted...

Yan Jing had some clarity, so this is the true meaning of receiving the "tip".

One-seventh of her consciousness is exhausted every time, and then she will finish it.

After a while, I saw two people walking from the forest along the way.

A middle-aged man carrying a bag completely wrapped in blood mist and was covered with a strong blood-abnormal aura;

Another young man who looked very thin and frightened, following him.

“It’s the front,”

The middle-aged man with a strong bloody aura was the butcher in the mouth of his neighbor.

As the two of them approached the Tomb of God, one after another, the neighbor was so scared that they could retreat into the crack of the ground, and even spoke in a tremolo: "I didn't expect it was him. It's over, it must have been here to settle the score with me."

Jing Jing's consciousness "scanned" the butcher from head to toe. Except for the strong blood evil aura, there was nothing violent.

Fei Jing's heart moved: "Set accounts? What does it mean?"

The neighbor said stutteringly: "It was probably three or four days ago. I saw that man was timid from here, and there was a breath that made me feel uncomfortable. I thought... I thought about tripping him... You know, as long as these people are scared, they will come to burn incense, candles, paper money and even offerings. I remember that when I tripped him, I was very smooth, and my feet were not injured at all... Actually, my body is very afraid of the yang energy on people's bodies, but that time there was no burning of the yang energy at all. And after he tripped, he seemed very frightened, knelt in front of me and kowtowed, and said that I don't remember the villain's past, and said that he would come to burn paper money or something in two days..."

"I didn't expect that he actually brought a butcher here today... and the aura on the butcher was so terrifying..."

As the neighbor's voice spoke, Da Jing subconsciously "observed" the thin man who was hooked on his back, his cheeks were sunken, his expression was shrunk, and he glanced around with a bit of cunning.

Hey, the aura on this person actually has something?!

It seems that her first pot of gold has been settled.

Yan Jing suddenly said, "This person's original intention is probably not aimed at you..."

The neighbor was still frightened and his body shrank into a ball: "It's not because of me? Why? Coo..."

When I saw the interaction between the two, the butcher was "invited" by the wretched man. Why would it be if it weren't for him?

Jing Jing frowned slightly and continued the words just now: "The butcher may have some connection with you..."

"Ah, is that butcher really here to deal with me? It's over. If I smash this stone niche, I'll really be like those mountain spirits and wild monsters..."

Seeing that the other party had just given her a few strands of thought power, Xiao Jing comforted her: "We are very passive now, but we are not completely helpless?"

Neighbor: "Then, what should I do now?"

Jing Jing: "Although you cannot convert your faith and thought power into your own dominant divine power, you can also affect the other party's mental power to some extent."

Neighbor: "You mean bewitching?"

Ye Jing: “…”

Neighbor: "...I don't mean that, I mean I'm saying that before I saw that they had not yet cultivated to the point where they could transform and speak, they were able to convey their meaning through mental interference, and then let the other party do something...but, but those...

The neighbor was stammeringly saying that the butchers had arrived in front of the Tomb of God.

In their eyes, there were some dilapidated stone niches thrown on the rubble, which seemed to be left behind by the God-Sweeping Movement many years ago.

The God-Sweeping Movement was a process of collapse in less than twenty years after the rise of the original gods.

These stone niches that were discarded here were formed during the period of the flood of the gods of love. It is said that almost every household had a shrine that worshiped his own patron saint.

It is said that an emerging profession emerged that year - the God-Casting Craftsman.

Gu Zi

It is a professional person who specializes in carving or burning statues. The prices are varied according to the size, shape, materials, etc. of the statue, and the handwork costs are high or low.

The tallest statue of a god is said to be as high as tens of thousands of silver.

Of course, the small stone niche that Da Jing is now boarding is mass-produced in a quarry.

The stone niche is one and the statue inside, about one foot high, half a foot wide, half a foot thick. The " statue inside" or the standing posture, sitting with legs folded, Ruyi sitting, etc., only one rough look, barely distinguishing the head, torso and limbs, and cannot see the eyebrows, eyes, fingers, etc.

This is usually between a few hundred cents and two or three taels of silver.

During the God-Sweeping Movement after the collapse of the God civilization, people discarded these gods.

Some are thrown into grass and valleys on the side of the road, and this place is a relatively concentrated discarded place.

There is a thick layer of broken stone niches under this piece of gravel rubble.

However, in recent years, it seems that people's awe of gods and ghosts have revived again, and they have begun to burn paper money at these dilapidated stone statues and throw some offerings such as melons and fruits.

Jie Jing thought that perhaps these vacant statues were like soulless bodies, absorbing the surrounding mountain spirits, wild monsters, and ghosts, and then tripping the passers-by like neighbors, and then...

However, why hasn’t recovered in the past twenty years since the Sweeping Gods movement been around, but it has only become popular in recent years?

Logically speaking, the shrine was not as dilapidated as it is now, and it was better to board.

"...Brother Wu, that's right here... Look, the injury on my leg has not healed yet. How can you let these evil evils come out to cause trouble? There must be something strange here..."

Perhaps because there was a young butcher next to him, the cringe-inducing man's back couldn't help but straighten his back, pointing to the large messy shrine next to him and those dirty and corrupt offerings.

Butcher Wu's eyes moved from the thin man's legs with blood scabs to the shrine next to him. He was about to say something, but the other party continued: "...I heard that these evil things are most afraid of blood. You are the most powerful butcher in our village. Just use the butcher knife on your body to smash these stone niches... and that's fine..."

The thin man pointed at the knife on Butcher Wu's back while smiling flatteringly, while his eyes were full of viciousness.

"Smash? You didn't say that before you came. You just said you would accompany you for a while. You are afraid that there will be monsters here to harm you..." Butcher Wu always felt that this decay was indescribable and desolate.

He still remembered a sentence that grandma said before her death, saying: No matter how the outside world said that the gods destroyed the world, if the gods had not allowed her to escape from the human trafficker, there would be no way that would have happened since then...

Therefore, when Butcher Wu heard the thin man's words, his first reaction was: Even if he fell down because something was stuttering, there was no need to smash the shrine.

Butcher Wu expressed his thoughts, but unexpectedly immediately aroused the sarcasm of the thin man: "...Boss Wu, you are quite honest usually. Today I just asked you to help me a little bit, but I didn't expect you to be like this. It's me who was beaten by these evil spirits, but I didn't think you were like this. I was not you, so I felt it was not painful - it was just a fall, what's the big deal? I was Tian Chuan, who misread you, you go, anyway, you kill so many animals, and you are full of blood and energy, and those evil spirits can't do anything about it. But Boss Wu, I can tell you that even if these evil spirits can still be cured in these shrines and harm your neighbors, it won't be long... Humph"

"What won't be long?" Butcher Wu seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Tian Chuan in front of him with incredible expression.

Tianchuan's voice was sharp and frivolous and provocative. He did not answer the other party directly, but said to him: "...Do you know the Glen Village next to us?"

"I know, what's wrong with Glen Village?"

Tian Chuan glanced at Butcher Wu, "Hmph, what's wrong? The elders have agreed to invite God to settle in the village."

"Impossible! That God is, just..."

"What is it? Butcher Wu, I tell you to be careful when speaking now. For the sake of our same village, you kindly advise you that your era is coming. God is the true God who allows us, real ordinary people, to obtain equal freedom..."

Butcher Wu's head buzzed. He had been to a village before to help people kill pigs.

Tsk, that's a hellish world.

Its believers gathered around God, with absolute wealth and absolute voice.

And the others...why? Let's take the family who asked him to kill pigs, and there was a land slap. If they had been fighting for autumn wind in each family in the past, they would never be too arrogant. And then, the family had to share half of the pork with him.

Of course the master disagreed, and then the landzi said that their ancestors were slaves, so they shouldn't have these. Then, together with a large group of landzis who were idle and jealous of other people's wealth, tied the family, put chains around their necks, and sold them as slaves...

This completely overturned Butcher Wu's perception, and after he came back from there, he always felt that he had a nightmare.

However, a lot of news came from the next village.

At this moment, Tianchuan talked about Gelan Village and made Butcher Wu feel chilling.

He couldn't stop his fear when he thought of the scene where those lazy men who usually stealed him and sold his parents, wife and children.

However, such terrifying and disobedient things were described by those people as "education". Those who robbed other people of pork and property were not sanctioned by the great landlords around God. They used the founding of the Church of Justice and passed through extremely formal and serious arguments by dozens of people... Anyway, the final result was that the land was originally robbed of the local pigs in this village, and they were not on the same level as them, so it cannot be called robbery, it was just a more reasonable redistribution of resources.

Butcher Wu thought that if their village also invited such a god back, then... he was also born and raised in this village, and those outsiders could take everything from them for granted, treat them as slaves, and are not on the same level as them...what should we do?

This seems to be absolutely impossible to most people, but Butcher Wu suddenly received news two days ago that the surrounding villages sent a so-called Catholic group to maintain human civilization to put pressure on the village. It seemed that they promised benefits to the village chief, Li Zheng and some... So the atmosphere in the village has begun to change now, and some people are panicked, while others are very excited and looking forward to it.

This Tianchuan belongs to the latter.

... Of course, Butcher Wu did not smash the already very ragged stone niches. Tian Chuan looked at these stone niches fiercely, feeling unwilling to accept it. A gust of cold wind blew and could only leave in disappointment.

In fact, if this matter was put in the past, he would definitely be like others, just like others, and would be praying and begging for help the next day after falling down.

Originally, he was indeed planning to borrow money to buy incense, candles and paper money the next day, and then he met a gangster who used to be in the city in Gelan Village. It is said that he has now become an elder of the Catholic Group, and he has raised several slaves...

The man told him that God did not like those mountain spirits and wild monsters. The reason why God was unable to enter Tuoshu Village was not only because their village chief was comparing with each other because of the mountain spirits and wild monsters.

However, they have found a solution to the village chief: anyway, Tuoshu Village has the largest range among the nearby villages. Since the scope is large, it will definitely be inconvenient to manage. Their solution is to support the village chief's sons.

Let them become the new village chiefs of each village, which not only diminishes the power of the old village chief and the strength of the entire village, but also facilitates God's management.
Chapter completed!