A wooden stick can also kill people.
The anger of mortals can cause blood to splatter three steps away, which should not be underestimated.
Li Hei put the knife back into its sheath and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he didn't have to kill anyone this time.
Looking at the priest's body that had been stabbed into a pile of rotten flesh by the old lady with a wooden stick and making no sound, he sighed. He squatted down and took the old lady's hand with mechanical movements. "Auntie, it's okay. He already dead."
But the old lady had already entered a mysterious state, and could not stop the movements of her hands at all. She was so cruel that before the priest had time to beg for mercy, she pinned him down and stabbed him to death.
Li Hei squeezed the old lady's hand and reiterated, "Auntie, he is dead. Look, he is dead and everything is over!"
"Ah Si, leave her to me. Go inside and have a look and tell them not to hurt anyone again." Wang Xiaotai appeared at some unknown time and patted Li Hei on the shoulder.
Li Hei nodded, stood up with his head lowered and took a few steps back, not daring to touch the corner of her clothes. He clenched the unsheathed long knife in his hand and walked towards the Peony Temple.
As he walked, he unconsciously glanced in the direction of the old lady.
I saw Wang Xiaomo dressed in plain clothes, with no pearls on her head. She only used a wooden chopstick to hold her hair loosely. She had the gentleness, closeness and relaxation of living next door.
She squatted where Li Hei had just squatted, not minding the old lady's clothes stained with blood and saliva, and hugged her tenderly, "I'm sorry I came too late, Yanyan can never come back."
She gently wiped the stains on the old lady's face with her plain white fingers, and pushed her loose hair aside, revealing her swollen face.
A faint light flashed across Wang Xiaotai's fingertips, and the bruises on the old lady's face subsided. She came out of her inexplicable dazed state and regained consciousness. She hugged Wang Xiaotai and cried loudly, calling out to the innocent soul of her daughter who might not be far away. , "Yanyan, Yanyan, my Yanyan!"
"Cry. Cry as much as you can while you still have tears. I know you are in pain. If you cry, you will feel better."
Wang Xiaotai gently patted the old lady's thin and trembling back, "All mortals must die, and mortals should take care of each other."
While soothing the crying old lady with extreme tenderness, she raised her eyes. Her cold eyes without any fluctuation happened to collide with Li Hei's. Li Hei trembled and was frightened. He didn't dare to look anymore. He rushed into the Peony Temple.
Changsheng followed Wang Xiaotai and watched her black-robed believers demolish the entire temple and place the gold bricks, gold nuggets and gold statues in front of her. Then she watched the people of Peony City kneel to the ground in gratitude to Wang Xiaotai. As they knelt on the ground and shouted, "All mortals are bound to die," Wang Xiaotai raised her hand slightly and responded with a smile, "All mortals will take care of themselves."
Seeing Wang Xiaotai harvesting the power of faith from the entire city while also getting a large amount of treasure that no one cared about, Chang Sheng felt that he was numb.
Isn't this just trying to find a justifiable reason to rob someone?
What kind of god is this? Are gods capable of robbery?
Changsheng couldn't remember any god who would directly open fire and rob the money from other gods' temples.
Why did the God of Wealth steal his money from others?
Have you never heard that robbing can make you a god?
When he watched Wang Xiaotai return part of the money that originally belonged to the people of Peony City to them, and then accepted the remaining gold and silver himself, Changsheng felt that the thunder from the sky was nothing more than that.
For a moment, she even thought that it was very possible for Fairy Peony to come down to earth and chop them with a knife.
Li Hei prepared a table and a pile of Fuyao Empress statues for Wang Xiaotai.
Wang Xiaotai took advantage of the situation and sat down in front of the Peony Temple to start her own statue signing party. While giving her wooden statues to the people of Peony City for free, she also distributed eggs to the people.
One idol, ten eggs.
Each egg is printed with Fuyao Empress's iconic double-pupil eyes.
I pray every day, and I can distribute 30 more eggs every month. Those who don’t want eggs are also given free rice, all of which are free of charge.
As long as you sincerely believe in Fuyao, the God of Wealth, you can get these free eggs and rice.
Simple, this is really simple.
Simple, it's so simple.
Rough, there really is nothing more rough than this.
Chang Sheng felt that all the knowledge he had learned from the Tao Immortal Society about how to establish a divine companion and dedicate himself to the divine master had been fed to dogs.
What about making up stories and creating characters, what about destroying with a sword, suppressing evil spirits, what about white clothes making wind, standing floating, what about the battle between immortals and demons, the difference between good and evil, what about love and hate, love triangle between crazy men and women.
In a truly remote mountain village, all these messy methods are worse than sending eggs!
More and more people came over after hearing the news, including gray-haired grandparents and even children who were dragged over by their parents and still eating sweets.
Chang Sheng really didn't know whether these people came here to pursue Fuyao Empress' faith or to collect eggs.
The development of Wang Xiaotai's road to the God of Wealth has officially entered the second stage, giving away eggs.
The first stage is to directly give away large amounts of money, entrusting her with dreams, and attracting a group of people who are most loyal and believe in her through such a large amount of money.
They know that Fuyao Empress really exists beside them, and that Fuyao Empress responds to their prayers. They are the black-robed followers of Fuyao Empress who rush to the front.
After the group stabilized, Wang Xiaotai began the second stage of delivering eggs.
At this stage, those who followed Fuyao Empress were getting more petty profits, and Wang Xiaotai had no time to interact with all of them. She just needed their power of faith, so that she could obtain the godhead as soon as possible and officially become the God of Wealth.
Faced with the development of the situation, Wang Xiaotai also started her own promotion road. She built her own golden statue.
Changsheng worked with her to design this golden statue made of secret gold. She asked Wang Xiaoti who he planned to sell this most exquisite golden statue to and how much he planned to sell it for.
She also suggested that Wang Xiaomo lower the price of the golden statue. After all, not everyone can afford the golden statue.
Wang Xiaotai held her own golden statue, caressed the face on the statue that was obviously hers but still felt strange to her, and rubbed the Guanyin mole between Empress Fuyao's eyebrows on the statue, "Don't worry, sister, I have my own arrangements for this golden statue." .”
"Pouring the secret gold can absorb the power of faith to the maximum extent. If it falls into the hands of ordinary mortals, it will be destroyed by fireworks. It will go where it should go."
Changsheng still remembers that Wang Xiaotai packed a hundred golden statues into boxes with great care. She originally thought that in this Peony City today, Wang Xiaotai would at least take out a golden statue to open the eyes of the people, but she did not expect that Wang Xiaotai was still just He took out the wooden idol.
Changsheng has no idea what Wang Xiaotai will do next. She is just following behind her, following her step by step.
It was already late at night when everything ended. After Wang Xiaotai and Li Hei exchanged a few words, they turned around and patted Changsheng, who was stunned and felt that he had been scorched by five thunderbolts. He smiled slightly and said, "Sister Changsheng, Let’s go to the Xianxian Association, the money matter has been solved for the time being.”
On this night, when the moon was dark and windy, everything was normal, and the gods were ignored, a large amount of wealth was accumulated in countless edge mountain cities, and the gates of temples that were unkind to the rich were broken open by angry people.
The idols were torn down and the temples trampled.
That night, countless wealth was escorted and transported in the same direction from different places by men in black robes and black masks.
What happened that night was unknown to the breeze, unknown to the bright moon, and unknown to the gods.
The superior gods do not know that their wealth has been stolen and the power of their faith has been usurped.
Maybe if you know it, you won't care.
In the primitive accumulation stage of capital, a large amount of wealth is obtained through various channels. In the later stages of development, money can make money. There is a process from commodity output to capital output.
Xiao Tai is still in the stage of violently accumulating capital. What she wants is to be fast, accurate and ruthless. The more money she has, the more followers she will have, and the more power of faith she has, the stronger she will be.
In the later stage, there will be no need for such violent methods. The primitive accumulation of capital is completed, and the food and appearance can be more elegant and beautiful.
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