"I am the great monk. I believe some of you ghosts still know me. The Four Sages and I prayed for blessings in the temple for thousands of years, and finally got a response! The God descended from heaven with the Son of God containing the "Divine Blood", and his wise name is Mushika.

Grand Duke Song Jie worked tirelessly and spent hundreds of years searching for and protecting the Son of God Mushika to experience the world, and finally returned successfully!

The queen was infected with a bad disease and unfortunately died, but the queen also knew Song Jie's contribution, so she passed the throne to him on her deathbed.

Everyone, the things that we have been worried about for thousands of years have finally been resolved with the arrival of the Son of God.

The form of ghosts I wait for will change because of the meat I eat, and I am worried all the time, afraid of not being able to eat human flesh, afraid of degeneration, afraid of hunger, and afraid of becoming weird because of eating other meat.

Over the years, many compatriots have fallen into wild species due to hunger.

As long as you are a ghost, there is no day when you don’t worry about it!

But celebrate everyone! The Son of God has arrived!

The Four Sages and I also revived to welcome the Son of God.

The Son of God will lead us out of hunger, pain, and degeneration!

Get rid of the dynasty life!

Son of God, will give us the power that will not degenerate!

Celebrate!!! Any compatriot who wants to receive the blessing of the Son of God and obtain human form that will not degenerate? Come on!"

Under the infectious speech of loud voices, many ghosts began to whisper below.

"What? Son of God? Divine Blood?"

“No degradation?”

"Is it true?"

"How could there be..."

It was like a large-scale pyramid scheme scene, and the audience was very noisy.

It has to be said that in order to facilitate rule, the royal family and the five royal family have monopolized evil blood and blocked the news very well for more than 700 years.

The evil blood of those days was silenced, and no other ghost knew about this information except them.

This kind of "singular fantasy" is simply "talking nonsense" and "never ghosts believe it."

Sure enough, although the ghosts below were talking, none of them took action.

However, all this was long expected by the monk.

Although the monk was selfless, worked tirelessly for the country and the people, and was even willing to sacrifice himself, he was a sensational figure who was able to compete with the royal family and even vaguely suppressed the world. In terms of political acumen, he was a veteran.

There was no risk of a cold incident at all. One of the Four Sages coughed, and immediately two tall ghosts in cloak squeezed out of the group of ghosts. They went to the cordons surrounded by the ghost guards, and knelt in front and shouted loudly:

"The great monk! The great monk! We are willing, we are willing to receive the blessings of the Son of God!"

The monk was looking back at Heehei, and Song Jie understood and shouted to the soldiers in front of him:

"Let them come over and let them come on stage."

The soldiers glanced at Iveruku and found that he had no objection, and let the two ghosts go.

After the two climbed to the high platform, they knelt in front of the monk again.

"The great monk, because of our poverty, we two often cannot buy human flesh and have to eat various other meats. Now it is difficult to maintain our human form."

As he said that, the two ghosts took off their cloak without waiting for the monk to give orders, threw their backhands on the ground, revealing their bare shirt, causing the ghosts below to take a breath of air.

The two ghosts are mixed with the characteristics of a large number of other creatures, such as rain, insect compound eyes, secondary limbs under the ribs, and even tentacles.

Seeing that in a few months, these two ghosts will probably fall into beastly species that are left with only beastly nature and cannot think.

Although most of the people in the audience are doing better than this, they have met poor people and have occasionally fallen into wild breeds. However, it is not easy for those who can still maintain good thinking to this level.

The leader of the two continued to pray to the great monk:

"We are willing to try the 'primitive faith' again, and are willing to follow the precepts, so that the great monk and the Son of God will bless us!"

The monk was taking a kind step forward and stroked the head of the ghost kneeling on the ground, which had no hair left after degenerating:

"Don't worry, my son, the Son of God will bless you."

As he said that, dodged to the side and gave up his position.

"Son of God Mushika, please give him divine blood!"

As the words fell, Mushika, who was dignified and elegant, walked forward solemnly with an empty glass cup, came to the two and stopped, used the henna on his right hand to open his left wrist, and used the glass to take half a cup of blood from under his wrist.

The wound on his wrist healed quickly, and Mushika turned to the ghost in front of him.

"I give you divine blood, and I wish you will never degenerate! Drink it."

The ghost in front took the cup with his trembling hands, drank it all, and then stood up.

In him, the inhuman element is clearly fading away with the naked eye.

Amid the sounds of air conditioning and exclamation below, a few minutes later, the ghost with a ferocious face and strange shape had disappeared. Standing on the stage was a powerful and sturdy ghost with a handsome figure.

The ghost turned around in disbelief twice, looked at his body, and after making sure his figure was clearly seen by all the audience below, he burst into tears and knelt down again.

"Thank you for the blessing of the Son of God! Thank you for the Son of God!"
Chapter completed!