Chapter 172 The God of Killing, the banquet begins

A group of people returned to the village and passed by the ruined temple.

Suddenly a strong man said: "Since the dog-tailed grass god is gone, we might as well sell his statue... and maybe we can exchange for some food."

The rest of the people looked at the broken statue, their eyes shining brightly.

"The statue of the dog-tailed grass god can probably be exchanged for hundreds of nests, right?" The fat man's eyes gleamed.

Shen Tu suddenly became anxious: "The gods have protected our Qingshui Village for so long, how could they smash the statues!"

Once the idol is smashed, he, as a priest, will have no status at all.

"The God of Dog Tail Grass protected us during his lifetime. After his death, he will definitely not see us hungry and be willing to sacrifice himself for us." Fatty said.

The other villagers also looked at the statue, their eyes gleaming.

Since the God of Dog Tail Grass was born from the statue, he actually has no protection for Qingshui Village.

After all, Qingshui Village did not have much food or sacrifices at that time.

The dog-tailed grass god might have run away long ago or starved to death.

"If the statue is smashed, our Qingshui Village will suffer the wrath of the gods. From now on, no gods will protect us anymore!" Shen Tu said anxiously.

The fact that the statue of the god is still there means that the inheritance is still there.

As long as they pray devoutly, kneel down, and offer sacrifices, maybe new gods will emerge from the statues.

“The level of this statue is too low. We can’t even support ourselves, so how can we worship it and think about the future?

I think it’s better to sell it for money so that I can have a good time before I die!”

"Yes, most of the surrounding villages believe in new gods.

Those of us who don’t believe in the new gods will be killed sooner or later.

It's better to exchange the idol for some money.

I heard about the Fairy Temple on Laoxian Mountain. There are some beautiful banshees in the temple, all of whom descend to the earth.

For just a few big coins, you can spend the night with those banshees and be as happy as gods." The fat man's eyes shone.

In the temple on Laoxian Mountain, there are many beautiful banshees who specialize in absorbing human essence and are engaged in the euthanasia business.

However, before death, those banshees will serve them as much as they can, allowing those who want to die to enjoy the ultimate tenderness in the world before they die.

In the surrounding villages, there are often people who cannot survive and save money for euthanasia.

Anyway, the Fairy Temple in Laoxian Mountain is busy with business.

For decades, the price has never increased, so it can be regarded as a good place in the fairyland.

The villagers of Qingshui Village are trapped in the village, lack of food and drink, and have no hope of life.

If they died in the Fairy Temple, it would actually be a good thing for them.

"No!" Shen Tu stopped in front of the temple, "Some time ago, I heard that the statue of the god appeared. It seemed that a god was born inside!"

"Shen Tu, stop making this up. We don't have anyone offering sacrifices here, so how can there be new gods?"

"Is it possible that someone else is secretly worshiping?"

"If what Shen Tu said is true, after all, he is a new god and a life. If we sell the statue, he will die!"

The villagers were talking a lot.

Some want to sell the statues, while others are hesitant.

"I think it was Shen Tu who made it up. He doesn't want to lose his position as a priest." An old man said weakly and just wanted to die quickly.

There are nearly a hundred villagers, who can be regarded as the most powerful young people in Qingshui Village.

Every time there was a fight for water or hunting in the village, they were the ones dispatched.

But at this moment, most of them were so hungry that they were skinny.

Village chief Yu Lei looked at this scene. The little old man's eyes were cloudy and he didn't speak.

That the dignified Qingshui Village died at his hands is really...a shame.

He will also become a sinner.

At this moment, suddenly, a strong wind swept across.

The villagers present were slightly stunned.

I saw the dilapidated statue suddenly exploded.

"what happened?"

"The idol exploded?"

"It's over, no more money!"

These villagers all regretted it very much.

Statues are money!

However, at this time, a light voice sounded: "New game? My people?"

Everyone couldn't help but look over and saw an extraordinary and handsome man standing in the dilapidated temple.

There was a sword on the man's back, and he looked extraordinary.

"God?"

"god!"

The villagers present were stunned.

Because they clearly felt that this person was their god.

They felt baffled by the sudden appearance of the gods.

After all, since the dog-tail grass god did not appear, there is still a god born in Qingshui Village.

They made no offerings and did not pray sincerely.

The gods who came out...are probably the weakest ones, right?

And the broken statue of the god means that this is the last god of their Qingshui Village.

Everyone's thoughts were active, the statue of the god was broken, and everyone was a little sad.

Euthanasia is no longer possible.

"Let's go."

"Everyone goes back to his own home."

These villagers are not as respectful to the gods as legend has it.

However, most of the villagers stayed and looked at the new god.

One old man even boldly asked: "Lord God, are you hungry? I have half a nest of cornstarch at home. Do you want to eat it?"

This god is naturally Qi Yuan who enters the game.

When he heard these words, he felt a little strange.

"I am a god or a player, how could I be hungry?" Qi Yuan said matter-of-factly.

Just then, Gulu's voice sounded.

The villagers present looked at Qi Yuan with great interest.

Qi Yuan was also stunned.

Because the gurgling sound came from his stomach.

He was... so hungry that he growled!

This is difficult to understand. Once the foundation is established, you can live without grain.

He is now Master Yuandan, how can he be hungry?

"Lord God, please rest quickly, don't starve to death." The villagers here said.

When Shen Tu saw this, he gritted his teeth and ran to the temple, took out half a piece of dough and handed it to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan saw the noodle cake with teeth marks still on it and turned around: "Are you going to give this to your gods?"

Suddenly, all the villagers present laughed.

"Lord God, it would be good to eat some!"

"Don't dislike it, if you don't eat it, it will be gone!"

These villagers seemed to be very familiar with the scene in front of them.

Qi Yuan looked at these villagers with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes.

He saw three divine infants, and the rest were Yuan Dan.
To be continued...