Taking one step forward, time and space changed, and Huang Huai appeared in an antique bedroom, exactly where he left before.
Almost at the moment Huang Huai appeared, there was a sudden thunder in the sky. The thunder was loud and loud, as if it contained endless domineering majesty, and seemed to wipe out all the filth in the world.
A cloud of incense smoke, invisible to the naked eye, rose above the package carried on Huang Huai's body. Amid the incense smoke, there was a vague figure worshiping at a statue of a god.
The same undetectable thunderbolt, like a swimming dragon, sank into Huanghuai and disappeared.
All this happened in an instant. Huang Huai only heard a thunderclap and was stunned for a moment but didn't notice anything strange at all.
Subconsciously, he looked outside. The sun was shining brightly. There was no signs of thunderstorms anywhere. However, Huang Huai had always been careful and cautious. The thunder in the day was indeed a bit strange. It would not explode sooner or later, but it happened to explode at the moment he traveled through time. , it’s no wonder Huang Huai didn’t think more about it.
Huang Huai's heart suddenly became tense and he looked around with great vigilance. Even the mysterious portal that had disappeared reappeared. If there was anything wrong at all, Huang Huai would definitely run away as soon as possible.
After waiting for a while, everything was as usual, and there was no daytime thunder outside. This made Huang Huai slightly relieved. He could only pray in his heart, hoping that the thunder had nothing to do with him.
However, deep down in Huang Huai's heart, he secretly felt that the Thunder in the Day might really have something to do with him. As for why there was no Thunder in the Day in the first two times, Huang Huai naturally thought of the two statues in his package. idol.
This is an extraordinary world, and the statues of gods have extraordinary power. If there is anything he brought this time that can cause thunder in the day, it can only be the two statues he brought.
Since nothing happened after the thunder, I thought that after such a while, if there was a change, it would have happened long ago. With a breath and a thought, the mysterious portal floating in the sky disappeared.
Huang Huai first walked quickly to the door, and nodded slightly when he saw that the hands and feet he had made at the crack of the door had not been touched.
Although he said hello in advance, if he didn't go out for three or two days, no one knew whether the owner or waiter of the inn would come in. As the saying goes, when you go out, you must be on guard against others, not to mention that he was still in In the other world, you have to be more careful.
After looking at the sky outside, he took off the heavy package. With some suspicion, Huang Huai quickly took out a statue wrapped in red cloth.
After opening the layers of packages, the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng that Huang Huai was so familiar with appeared in front of him. Huang Huai looked around and picked up the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng with both hands, and then placed it on a case in the bedroom. On stage.
It can be seen that this inn has been well thought out, even in the bedroom there is a desk for worshiping the gods. From this alone, we can get clues about the life of the bottom of this world.
While thinking in his mind, Huang Huai placed the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng on the desk. He saw that the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng was exquisitely made, with a face as heavy as jujubes, lips as if painted with grease, phoenix eyes full of power, and a lying silkworm like mist. With a turban on his head, a battle robe, and combat boots, he holds a knife in one hand and strokes his beard with the other. His eyes seem to be open and closed, his eyebrows are lowered, and he is solemn and majestic, which makes people feel a sense of awe.
After placing the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, Huang Huai's eyes naturally fell on the other statue he brought over at the same time.
It's just that this time Huang Huai's expression changed slightly when he saw the statue. Although the statue of the giant spirit god was only the size of a palm, it was wrapped in red cloth. It should be in the shape of a human, but now it looked like it was wrapped in red cloth. The shape is loose but a bit weird.
Seeing this, Huang Huai was secretly suspicious. He slowly stepped forward and opened the red cloth. The next moment, Huang Huai saw that the originally palm-sized, exquisitely crafted and lifelike giant spirit statue was now densely packed with cracks like a spider web.
When the red cloth that originally wrapped the giant spirit statue was loosened, the entire statue seemed to fall apart and shattered into pieces in Huang Huai's astonishment.
"What's going on? Why is the good statue broken?"
Thinking of the thunder just now, Huang Huai looked at the broken giant spirit statue again, and a vague guess came up in his heart. Could it be that the broken giant spirit statue was related to the sudden thunder?
Just when he had this thought in his mind, Huang Huai subconsciously looked at the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng that had been placed. Fortunately, there was no problem with the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng.
Now Huang Huai was a little unsure. There must be a reason why the statue of the giant spirit god was broken. It was most likely because of the thunder. But why were the two statues of the giant spirit god brought by him? It was shattered under the thunder, but the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng remained intact?
He frowned and pondered for a long time, but unfortunately his understanding of this world was limited and he couldn't figure out the joints at all. He really couldn't figure it out, so he could only suppress his doubts temporarily.
Taking out a piece of sacred incense, Huang Huai looked solemn and bowed respectfully to the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor in front of him. He inserted the sandalwood in the incense burner. Through the lingering aroma, Huang Huai felt in a trance that the sight of him was in front of him. The statue of Guan Sheng Emperor seemed to come to life for an instant, with a bit more divinity. It seemed as if there was an emperor standing high in the clouds holding a sword and looking down. His majestic power captured people's hearts.
"Um!"
After calming down, Huang Huai blinked his eyes, and when he looked again, he found that the statue was still the one he was very familiar with, as usual amid the fragrance.
After frowning and looking at it for a while, Huang Huai saw that the statue was still the same, without any change. Only then did Huang Huai feel a little confused, bowed his hands to the statue again, and Huang Huai slowly left the bedroom.
As the bedroom door closed, the sound of Huang Huai's retreating footsteps could be heard in the yard. In the bedroom, the incense candle enshrined by Huang Huai burned slowly, and the fragrance lingered in the bedroom until one of the incense sticks was completely burned out, and a vision occurred. Suddenly, I saw that the wisps of fragrance did not dissipate, but were pulled by a mysterious force towards the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor. Amid the fragrance, it seemed that there was a sacred figure entrenched in it, enjoying the incense.
At the same time, among the continuous building clusters in the river, each disciple of Dahemen was doing his own thing. In a courtyard, Zhang Yan, the second elder of Dahemen who still looked unkempt, was reclining on a chair. , holding a wine bottle in one hand, listening to the report of Han Song, a disciple of Dahemen in front of him, with drunken eyes.
"Master, disciples and others have sent people to investigate. So far, there are about hundreds of people missing in the city, alive or dead, and their bodies are not seen. Moreover, the missing people are all over the city. There is no way to pass these people. Missing range to lock on target!”
After speaking, Han Song added: "Fortunately, there are no examples of families being destroyed."
Zhang Yan, who was lying on his back, suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible power spread out. Han Song was shocked when he saw Zhang Yan said with a solemn expression: "A hundred people are missing, and there are still more than 100 people missing." There is no example of destroying families and destroying families. I'm afraid that the devil did it deliberately and didn't want to irritate us too much. If all these missing people are reduced to blood food, plus the hundreds of villagers in Niujia Village, plus the others There is only one possibility for all this, I am afraid that the evil god worshiped by the devil is about to succeed in becoming a god!"
Han Song's expression changed slightly. Although it can be concluded that the opponent is only in the first realm of cultivation, once the evil god he serves succeeds in becoming a god, the ordinary first-level god will definitely not be his opponent. The most terrifying thing is that once the opponent's strength breaks through If they start destroying families without restraint, people in the city will be in panic because of this, and their entire Dahemen will lose their dignity.
Worried in his heart, Han Song couldn't help but look at his master and said: "Master, what should we do? If the devil doesn't restrain himself, I'm afraid more people will be poisoned by him!"
Zhang Yan, who had a faint hint of cold and murderous intent in his body, snorted coldly and said: "You must know that there must be a vision to succeed in becoming a god. The time when the person dies is when his body and soul disappear."
While he was talking, Zhang Yan's expression suddenly changed, and he took a step out of the room in an instant. He raised his eyes and looked up at the sky above Dahe City, with a look of horror on his face.
