The backyard of the restaurant by Chengjing Lake.

It is already evening.

As the shopkeeper of the restaurant and the host of last night's sacrificial ceremony, Wu Qi, with gray temples, stood under the eaves, looking at the lead-black clouds above his head with a dull expression, completely ignoring that the wind and rain had already wet his clothes.

The god Hebo is dead.

His privilege as the officiant disappeared completely overnight.

When the person who originally nodded and bowed to Wu Qi looked at him again, his eyes had some unexplainable meaning.

The awe that I once felt is nowhere to be seen.

Yesterday, he could still use a cane to work all day long. He was full of energy and felt that he had endless energy. But now, even if he stood like this, he had to lean on the pillar next to him. The depression in his mood made his body feel weak.

The situation also took a turn for the worse.

"Master, it's time to worship the gods. It's windy outside. Come in quickly."

The woman stood by the door holding the best quality incense stick that could be purchased in Jingjiang Town, and said worriedly.

"Sacrifice to the gods, and sacrifice your ass!"

Turn around and grab the incense stick, and walk into the incense hall built for worship.

Close the door.

Wu Qi's eyes looked at the Sandu Buddha on the table, then moved to the exquisite and luxurious He Bo statue on the side. She gritted her teeth, walked forward a few steps quickly, and pulled out a huge wooden box from under the table.

With trembling hands, he opened the hanging copper lock and opened the lid of the box. He Bo's head lay inside, exuding a stench and already highly decomposed.

There is no sign of recovery at all.

Falling backward to the ground, Wu Qi put one foot on the wooden box and couldn't stop cursing.

"Trash, you are such a fucking trash...I still treat you as a god in vain, and someone just chopped off your head..."

The evil spirit undoubtedly has a strong control over its believers, but that is based on people's fear of it.

It is alive and is a god and an earthly immortal.

A group of believers are willing to do all kinds of ridiculous things to satisfy its disgusting desires.

Now it is dead.

In front of the believers, his head was kicked like a ball by another more ruthless guy.

When fear disappears, all that remains is resentment!

Looking at the statue of He Bo again, Wu Qi struggled to get up, preparing to completely smash this piece of waste that he spent a lot of money to build.

But just when he was about to take action, the door of Xiangtang suddenly opened.

The cold wind and rain poured in, making Wu Qi shiver involuntarily. Then he seemed to have thought of something, his face was filled with fear, and he turned around in a hurry to kneel down to the statue of Hebo on the table.

He Bo appears?

Bang!

Wu Qi's knees hadn't even touched the ground yet, but the statue of He Bo suddenly exploded, sending pieces flying everywhere.

This sudden scene made Wu Qi stunned on the spot. She quickly stretched her hands to the ground and rolled forward, but she refused to kneel down.

When I looked up again, I saw that the rainwater that had previously blown into the Xiangtang had stopped out of thin air, and immediately gathered in one place, forming a vague human shape, and a voice like a bell ringing in my ears,

"I should have said before I left that the area around Chengjing Lake is my territory from now on, and all rituals related to toads are prohibited. What, you think the weather is too hot and you want to take a dip in the lake for a long time?"

"I don't know that God is here. I... I don't want to worship this river... Toad. I was planning to destroy its statue and the head in the box just now to prevent this evildoer from continuing to cause trouble.

world."

After all, he was an old guy who could be the chief priest of He Bo. Apart from anything else, he was very quick-witted and quick-talking. Wu Qi immediately guessed that the person appearing in front of him at this time should be the fierce god from last night.

"That evildoer has been killed by me. Now I take over as the water god of Chengjing Lake and even the Jingjiang River. Why don't I see you offering sacrifices?"

The human figure formed by the rain broke apart and turned into a tiger that approached Wu Qi and spoke human words.

"Sacrifice... don't blame God. It's just that we ordinary people don't know how to offer sacrifices or what God's requirements are. If you need to marry a wife and worship, I will prepare it immediately."

Hearing the word "sacrifice", Wu Qi, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but feel happy. Even her originally depressed expression became excited and she said hurriedly.

"That is a ritual to sacrifice monsters. It must be banned from now on. I don't want property, and I don't need you to entrust your wife or daughter to you. You just need to set up an altar for me and pray sincerely every day. I will accept your incense as an offering.

Bless you and wait!"

The huge tiger head came close to Wu Qi, and its dark blue beast eyes looked directly into the latter's eyes.

"I wonder what style this altar needs to be built in?"

"Get a pen and paper and follow me."

The tiger passed Wu Qi and walked towards the door of the house. The latter quickly stood up, his hands and feet were much more flexible than before, grabbed the pen and paper on the side of the desk and rushed out.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Wu Qi saw the tiger leaping up and blending into the rain curtain over the courtyard.

The next second, the rainwater flowed and gathered, finally turning into several lines of text.

"A miracle...this is a miracle!"

Without hesitation, Wu Qi knelt down on the ground, with tears in her eyes, and shouted loudly. She also moved her hands very slowly, writing down all the requirements word for word.

When the last stroke fell, the rain fell again.

In the center of the courtyard, a burly Taoist riding a fierce tiger and carrying a dark green sword appeared at some point. He was standing in the rain looking at Wu Qi:

"Your name!"

"Wu Qi, a foolish man, is truly lucky to be able to see God!"

Recalling in his mind the scene in front of him when the god crushed that beast last night, Wu Qi couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

This is what a god should be like, isn't it?

How could he believe in a beast that could give people nightmares just by looking at it?

"The altar must be completed before tomorrow night. The sooner the better. If it can be done, I will ensure that your Jingjiang Town will be prosperous, safe and peaceful in the future."

"Please rest assured that God will not disappoint you!"

For Wu Qi, this is an excellent opportunity. With this altar, he will once again gain the respect of everyone and become the spokesperson of God in the world. For this, he will not hesitate to pay any price.

After receiving the response, God seemed to have no intention of staying any longer, and rode away on a tiger through the rain.

Wu Qi, who was being moved by himself, then remembered that he still didn't know what to call the new Jingjiang Water God, and hurriedly shouted,

"Dare you ask me about the name of the Lord?"

A brief silence.

Boom~

The thunder suddenly started, and the Taoist disappeared without a trace, but Wu Qi was already kneeling on the ground again, kowtowing repeatedly.

He heard the last name left by God.

Dragon Tiger Yama!

"Sir~Old... what are you doing? The village elders responsible for the Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony will be coming in a while. How can you see them like you are now?"

The woman came out of the corridor and saw her husband kneeling on the ground like a madman, kowtowing repeatedly. She hurriedly ran forward and expressed concern.

"Oh, who would participate in the Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony, that kind of activity like children's playing house?"

Carefully folding the paper in his hand, Wu Qi glanced at his wife. Wu Qi's face was full of disdain.

"Tell them to discuss it on their own, and immediately have someone notify those... Forget it, before night falls, I will personally inform them. Whether the wealth and power of our Wu family can continue depends on This is what happened!"

He didn't even bother to pick up the crutches behind him. Wu Qi now showed no sign of decline from before. She was very high-spirited.

Completely unaware of the two figures standing on the wall of the courtyard not far away.

"Your method is very useful. Do you have any research on this aspect?"

Dragon Tiger Yama, also known as Yan Jing, held an umbrella and watched the two people in the courtyard leaving, and couldn't help but ask.

Previously in the pagoda, Yan Jing carefully considered Yu Zhen's idea.

Although they are not optimistic about the success rate, He Jianbing and Xie Sui have been slow to attack, and they are unable to take the initiative because of Zhao Qianwu's serious injury. Instead of waiting passively, it is better to come out and give it a try.

But what Yan Jing didn't expect was that Yu Zhen's "pretending to be a ghost" plan went more smoothly than he imagined.

"There are only a few descriptions of gods appearing in folklore. You showed your power just last night, and many people still remember your existence. Plus Wu Qi... I'm sure as long as I can give When he brings wealth and power, he will be able to have very flexible choices of faith."

Yu Zhen has studied too many ancient folklore stories about gods, and he knows very well what kind of food people of this era eat.

"It's just that after tomorrow night, once you leave, that guy will probably have a hard time."

"Oh, why do you think I specifically chose him... a man who has been busy giving women, children, and treasures to Xie Sui in the past few years? If he hadn't still been of some use, he should have been sent to the bottom of the river to accompany He Bo. !”

Yan Jing would not have the slightest pity for this kind of scum, and turned to look at Yu Zhen,

"The next step is up to you."

The arrangement of the sealing circle cannot be completed by ordinary people, and Yu Zhen must participate. Therefore, in the text condensed with rainwater just now, Yan Jing deliberately mentioned the existence of the divine envoy and asked Yu Zhen to join in setting up the "Altar" "The team.

"The key lies in Wu Qi's mobilization ability. There are only a few hours left before the Ghost Festival. The construction of the sealing array must be completed before the evil spirit breaks out in order to be useful."

"Don't worry, for such a power-hungry person, he will risk everything for this last chance!"

Just now in the Xiangtang, Yan Jing had fully seen the desires in Wu Qi's heart.

I'm afraid only this kind of people can win the favor of evil spirits.

Yu Zhen pursed her lips and was about to speak when a sound in the distance attracted her attention.

In the direction of the pagoda, red signal flares shot straight into the sky.

Zhao Qianwu and Yu Ke were attacked!
Chapter completed!