"What do you know? Jiangzhou is seeing that chaos may be coming, and we, Peng Ze, can't escape this storm. We don't have to save some money at this time. If something happens, we won't have money to leave even if we want to."
"You've hired too many guys, so you don't have to pay money?"
Boss Zheng is like this. He has always been shrewd. Otherwise, he would not have worked hard to earn his current family fortune from nothing. Although it is not a wealthy family, it can still be regarded as a wealthy family.
He also thought about making the family business more prosperous so that he could pass it on to his son in the future.
"ah……"
The couple looked at each other tenderly for a short while, and then heard a fierce cry in their ears.
Boss Zheng was startled. When he looked up, he was so frightened that his legs became weak and he sat down on the ground.
The soup basin also fell to the ground, and half of the black-bone chicken rolled several times and was covered with dust.
The lady Xina next to him had her eyes widened at this time. She couldn't even hide or run away. The ground was stained with water.
I saw four or five rats the size of a table appearing in the drug store opposite. I don’t know where they came from, and they were eating and chasing the doctor and shopkeeper in the store.
It can swallow half a living person in just a few mouthfuls.
Squeaking and biting until blood dripped from his mouth.
Suddenly, a huge black-haired rat screamed crazily, flipped out, its body burst into flames, and was instantly burnt to charcoal.
Boss Zheng turned around and saw the drug store clerk Xiao Jiang, who was holding his head and screaming in fear, with layers of light surrounding his body, covering a three-foot area, and a scroll of pictures faintly peeking out from the lapel of his shirt.
The remaining three mice seemed to have discovered the danger. After eating a few people, they circled around Xiaojiang several times. Their eyes were red and they screamed wildly. Then they abandoned him and rushed out the door.
He went straight towards Boss Zheng and his wife.
These guys seem to be able to smell flesh and blood, and they can spot them accurately.
Boss Zheng's soul was so haunted that he was still thinking, why wasn't Xiaojiang eaten and no mice attacked him? He was so frightened that he crawled to the back room.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that his wife had been pounced on by the sharp fangs of a huge rat and bit into her mouth. The scream stopped after only half a sound.
With heartache and tears at the same time, he climbed forward. His leg hurt, and he almost fainted. A big rat bit his left leg, and it snapped.
"Death, if you want to die, just die. It's a pity that it's such a disgusting death."
At the last moment, for some reason, Boss Zheng remembered the golden light rising from Xiao Jiang, the boy opposite.
It's that drawing.
"Wei Wuji misunderstood me. Regardless of whether it is against the rules or not, burning incense and worshiping gods is actually not for gods, but for ourselves..."
When Jiangzhou was in chaos, the governor saved so many people. His narrow escape that time was also due to the image. When did I first want to cut off the relationship and burn the pictures? "
At this moment, Boss Zheng was so regretful that his intestines were blue, his eyes were dull, he just closed his eyes and waited for death. Waiting for the next moment, the mouse swallowed him up. Perhaps, this could be regarded as living and dying with his wife.
"Monster, bold..."
A deep shout seemed to be heard in his ears, and Boss Zheng, who was in a daze, was shaken out of his senses by the roar like thunder.
In his eyes, he saw a golden light like rain.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
That's sword light.
One sword turned into countless swords, and the golden sword energy fell from the mid-air like a meteor shower.
Several rats, including the rat demon who was swallowing Boss Zheng's left leg, were swept away by the sword energy. After squeaking twice, they burst into blood and were cut into thousands of pieces.
The sword light changed again, turning into a warm sun, and a warm air swept across it, burning the translucent demon soul rising from the rat demon into ashes, purifying the black air...
Being swept by the golden light, the pain in Boss Zheng's leg that made him faint began to weaken. Then, he saw a slender figure in golden armor holding a sword floating down like a fallen leaf, with gleaming eyes. Sweeping, coldly snorted: "Another Qi machine has mutated into a demon. These guys are killing them endlessly. They can't clean it clean. I don't know where the evil and demonic energy leaked from?
"Come here, there are two survivors here. One has the divine domain, and the other has a broken leg. Please treat him quickly."
"Yes, sir."
There was a series of footsteps in the distance, and five or six city guards in black and leather armor ran over. They ignored Xiao Jiang who was shrouded in a halo, and turned to look at the blood all over the ground, and looked at Zheng Zheng with pity. As soon as the boss took a look, someone stepped forward to bandage and apply medicine.
"My wife, my wife..."
Boss Zheng finally calmed down from the shock. He thought of his wife again and the bowl of black-bone chicken soup with red flowers. He couldn't help but feel sad and lost his voice in pain.
"My condolences. It's like this all over the world. It's rare to find a kind-hearted governor who can protect us. However, this monster can't be killed without stopping, and there aren't that many people to keep an eye on it."
The city guard sighed.
They were running around like firefighters.
But it's still too late, and there are always some victims.
We can only make amends afterwards.
Another city guard smiled bitterly and said: "The county magistrate has tried his best. Even the golden-armored sword guard of the Governor's Mansion is on standby at any time. It's a pity..."
"Then he...he..."
Of course Boss Zheng recognizes the golden-armored sword guard.
At the beginning, it was because of the cruelty and ferocity of those sword guards that I realized that the governor was actually very ruthless. I also knew that the young master of Prime Minister Wei's family was defeated by these people.
He just felt that others would be fine and protected by the halo, but he was completely the monster's food. This situation was really sad.
My heart is too unbalanced.
Pity my wife.
"You tell him, that kid is lucky. He carries a picture in his arms. He worships it every day and is protected by gods. Not to mention a few small demon rats. Even if a big demon comes, he can survive for a while. , waiting for the experts to come to the rescue."
"You didn't burn incense to worship the gods. Even if Duke Zhuangyuan wanted to protect you, he wouldn't have the power to use the medium. The governor himself is in Xunyang County, the seat of Jiangzhou. It's too far away and his power can't be projected."
A kind-faced old city guard felt a little unbearable, thought for a while, and whispered: "The governor does not preach, nor does he call on everyone to worship him. It is all voluntary. I heard from the county magistrate, in fact, this portrait To protect the house and save people, it takes a lot of mana. He is not seeking benefits, but pities the suffering of all sentient beings, and just wants to help rule the people..."
The old city guard sighed and didn't want to say more.
After helping Boss Zheng wrap up his injuries, several people hurried to another place.
The demonic atmosphere in the city comes in waves, and it will suddenly break out every ten days and a half, without much regularity at all.
Sometimes a few little demons will appear, sometimes some evil spirits will appear, and sometimes some weird phenomena will appear. Anyway, no human power can resist it.
Some people will be killed or injured every time.
Of course, those who died were those who had neither the ability nor the image to protect themselves.
"I regret it..."
Boss Zheng beat his chest and threw himself on the spot where his wife once stood, crying until his lungs were broken.
If I had known this, what kind of portraits would I have burned at home? I would have followed the example of Xiao Jiang across the street and spent half a quarter of an hour every day to sincerely worship. What would it be worth to burn some incense and melt some paper?
I have to settle things afterwards, but my life is almost gone. Is it meaningful to think about it so much afterwards?
"Damn Wei Wuji."
…
Boss Zheng suffered the same fate as many, many more in the three counties.
Some people live, some people die.
After several turmoils, slowly, the incense in the three counties began to flourish again.
From the beginning to the end, Yang Lin never issued a summons, nor did he send any personnel to promote the portrait. He even prohibited his officials and soldiers from publicizing the matter.
Getting on the pole is not a business.
He found that the power of faith gained from sincere worship was more pure.
There isn’t that much backlash.
Worship God as if God is present.
He just tried his best to give back as much power as possible, protect the people of Jiangzhou, and form a spiritual network.
After all, it is considered to be the party in charge.
He felt it was necessary to make the people under his rule live as better a life as possible.
Even at Wei Wuji, he relaxed some surveillance.
Because, the other party started to persuade farmers to study.
Regardless of whether this guy has many crooked ideas in his heart, in general, he is worthy of being Wei Zheng's son and a great talent.
Get things done quickly and well.
As long as you no longer harbor ill intentions.
Yang Lin even felt that he would not bear any grudge against the other party, nor would he want to kill him.
…
Time flies like water.
When Yang Lin's cultivation level was improving day by day.
In Jinshan Temple, it was time for the Jingyuan clone to make a breakthrough.
Three years have passed.
He had no idea that this would happen when he suddenly decided to use the little Tang Monk's blood as a medium to hide his clone in the blood mole on the back of his hand.
Everything starts from the inexplicable existence at the Consciousness Sea of the Little Tang Monk Lingtai, which has no shape, no life or death.
He discovered that during the past three years, there would be a fixed period of time every day when a kind of ripples and a kind of brilliance would come from the little Tang Monk's spiritual platform, washing the little guy's body until it was golden and jade, and exuding a... A light fragrance, with an everlasting taste inside.
And his essence clone also benefited greatly from the baptism of this light wave.
The avatar is mentally connected to the original deity.
His true self would spontaneously run this frequency of light waves every time it was midnight. His physical body, which had not progressed for a long time, would naturally break through the fifth level, reach the middle of the fifth level, and move towards the late fifth level.
Today is the time for him to break through the bottleneck.
"It can't be that the golden cicada is really dead. It was wiped out by Buddhism and completely integrated into the physical body."
"It seems to be called innate immortal spiritual light. The information in the light wave is very complicated, but it can strengthen the physical body and nourish the soul. It is simply magical..."
"Could it be that after being reincarnated ten times, the last Golden Chanzi never woke up again, but disappeared between heaven and earth. The only one alive is the Tang Monk who devoted his life to Buddha and was completely brainwashed."
Yang Lin's eyes were shining, and his thoughts were changing.
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