They are not stupid, and it doesn’t matter whether they have any reward or not. They must know Fang Yuhao’s force. It is enough to leave a good impression on Jin Datou.

Along the way, I walked in a hurry, because they were all mountain roads, so I couldn't ride a horse. It was possible to ride a donkey, but the bumps were so great that it was not as comfortable as walking by myself.

After passing several villages in a row, they were all empty and uninhabited. Some places were burned out, leaving only a piece of scorched earth and traces of some bones.

Even the city god in the temple has no spirituality.

Fang Yuhao shook his head helplessly.

"It may have been several months since looking at this trace."

"Yes, I don't know what happened."

The atmosphere was slightly silent. Many people left the Daqingshan Realm for the first time. Even if they were mentally prepared, they were still a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Fang!" While rushing, Zhang Rui in the team suddenly shouted.

He found a corpse in the grass!

When I opened it a young woman, her whole body was stripped naked and her blood was sucked dry, and her body seemed to have withered.

She was holding a baby's body in her hand, which was also shriveled, but the dull eyes on her head revealed a strong pain.

Before he could see the wonderfulness of this world, the baby was already dead. Without resentment, he had no idea what resentment was, but he was just a little painful when he died.

For a while, everyone's hearts were very heavy.

"Demons are rampant, and people are suffering. If you have enough power, will you want to do something?" Fang Yuhao said softly.

Not preaching.

It's just asking and answering yourself.

"Did it be done by someone who has become evil?" Zhang Rui suddenly asked.

"I don't know, maybe some monster... there are many things that suck blood." Fang Yuhao sighed.

"Since I saw it, I can't ignore it and bury her..."

Everyone used the knives in their hands to dig soil, and it took more than twenty minutes to bury the woman on the side of the road.

"Dust returns to dust and soil, and you will be a good family in the next life." Fang Yuhao said silently in his heart.

There is also a contractor who believes in Buddhism and can recite scriptures and chant Buddha's name.

"If there are people in the future who are not well-fed and have enough food and clothing, those who seek will be disobedient, or they may be sick or have many bad habits, their family will be uneasy, and their families will be scattered,..."

Everything is silent, and a poem "The Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" echoes in the empty fields. Even in this world, there is no Buddhism. Fang Yuhao himself does not believe in Buddhism, but he is just silent.

"Let's go, let's go."

Two hours later, the sun gradually set, and everyone was still walking fast, and finally arrived in this small temple.

This small temple is a total of forty or fifty square meters, and it was originally lived by a group of Taoist priests. However, now the temple has long been dilapidated, and the houses behind it have collapsed long ago and there is no way to live in it.

There was a big hole on the roof, and the wooden door had long disappeared. It was probably because it had been demolished as firewood. Even the statue of the god worshipped in the middle was stolen.

Fang Yuhao pushed aside some spider webs and blew the dust on the ground: "Just rest here for a night. There is a place to shelter than in the open air. You go find some firewood, don't go too far, you must come back before dark."

"Yes!" Zhang Rui licked his dry lips.

Fang Yuhao smiled slightly.

This feeling is a bit like the scene when Mr. Li took him and Shi Dapeng. Perhaps the mode of the old man bringing new people can become a set of processes in the main god space, passed down from generation to generation.

Instead of the contractors fighting each other, as seen in the novel, etc.

Why bother?

...

Fifteen minutes later, dingling, dingling.

A sound of bells came from the roadside.

Several donkey carts were parked in front of the ruined temple. In the meantime, a man and a woman walked in, followed by three strong men.

"Can you stay here for one night?" The middle-aged man in the lead was about forty years old, strong and carrying a Park knife on his body. He glanced at Fang Yuhao and bowed very politely.

The girl who followed was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and at the age of the hairpin, she looked timid.

"I'm a passerby, please give me a try." Fang Yuhao took a look into the open space.

"Thank you!" the middle-aged man bowed.

The five of them cleaned up casually and sat on the spot. They brought some dry firewood on the donkey cart, obviously ready to escape.
Chapter completed!