The spring light suddenly disappeared and ominous clouds enveloped the place.
At some point, a dark shadow riding a sheep floated eerily under the eaves of the stage, looming.
The black shadow wore a long robe and a bamboo hat and held a staff. It looked very ancient. The sheep it was riding had a pair of curly horns and a long beard.
This characteristic couldn't be more distinct, it is the God of Plague that makes people change their minds.
To be precise, it is a shadow of the God of Plague.
At this time, it was floating quietly on the stage, seeming to be silently paying attention to everything around it.
Thousands of villagers gathered around the stage, everyone could see clearly, and they were all silent!
All children have their mouths tightly covered by their parents and elders.
Even Cai Ji, a dignified seventh-grade Confucian scholar, looked solemn at this time and did not dare to make any mistakes.
The magical powers of Confucianism cultivators cannot deal with the treacherous and eccentric God of Plague.
A group of supporting flags are waving, and stars surround the protagonist like a moon.
The official is still too small and the power is still too weak!
At this moment, his desire for power was even more intense.
The frightened village elder saw that Cai Ji had no expression, so he could only make a puff and knelt down in front of the strange black shadow.
Luo Ning knew that whether he could proceed as planned depended on whether Cai Ji supported him.
Unexpectedly, the folks I know well can be so cruel at critical moments.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of life?
Luo Li looked at Luo Ning who was preparing to perform with a worried look, and said to Su Xian: "Third brother, my brother is really..."
His consciousness was still very clear, but another lofty and ancient spiritual thought infected his consciousness!
Although there are only seven people, the grace of saving lives is different, and the power of will is also great.
When Li Dingguo saw Luo Ning on the stage without hesitation, he couldn't help but blurt out: "This is what a man should be like, my eldest brother is really a hero!"
The willpower that was originally only the size of a grain of rice slowly turned into the size of a soybean!
A message came from Lingdaozhu, and Luo Ning immediately sensed that he could already play the third low-level role.
Brother Ning is really frustrated and crazy. He has given up on himself to this extent!
Ling Daozhu is still harvesting the power of wish!
The increasingly painful feeling in the hearts of many villagers has also dissipated.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!"
"Absurd! Nonsense!"
He danced with the gavel in his hand and said, "I am the Commander-in-Chief, Emperor Dongyue-Wen Qiong!"
Luo Li waved his fist at Luo Ning, then picked up Xiao Hei and held him in his arms.
He spoke hoarsely for a long time, kowtowing as if pounding garlic, but the strange black figure riding a sheep and holding the knot showed no reaction at all.
"God of Plague! There are more than a thousand villagers in Maple Leaf Village. Men farm and women weave. No one is a robber, no one grows poisonous weeds, no one sells fake goods, and no one sells smuggled salt!"
After Luo Ning finished speaking, he suddenly turned his face, facing the black shadow, running the Ling Dao Pearl, stimulating his will power and saying: "I am the commander--Wen Qiong!"
Alas, I was so young back then that I would actually be tempted by him.
"Slow down!" Suddenly a loud shout interrupted Cai Ji's thinking.
He was sure that Xuan Qian, a cunning and vengeful man, had already figured out how to make himself take the blame.
Then, Luo Ning was surrounded and stepped down.
Cai Quan'er trembled and saw Luo Ning with a strange blue face.
However, when the black shadow looked at the fleeting blue phantom, it squirmed even more violently, "Shuai Wen? Why are your subordinates manifesting here?"
As soon as he thought about it, he immediately shouted: "Okay! Let's spare the seven people first and sing for the God of Plague together. If we send away the God of Plague, I will let them go!"
At the same time, the four supporting actors are ready to drive the car with ease.
Cai Ji shook his head and stood up.
This is the debut!
"Luo Ning is frustrated and crazy!"
Alas, this world is so barbaric that seven living people were burned to death as a sacrifice to the god of plague.
Luo Li patted his chest and felt relieved.
"One more thing, I want to apologize to the God of Plague on behalf of my village!" said the village elder, kowtowing. "Every household in this village worships the God of Wealth. They offer sacrifices to the God of Wealth during the four seasons and eight festivals. The God of Wealth is the most popular, but they have forgotten the God of Plague!"
"The God of Plague knows everything, and I can't hide anything from you! Except for the occasional extermination of households, excavation of ancestral graves, fighting over water, kicking in widows' doors, and dealings with human traffickers, there are no bad things in this village!"
As soon as he knelt down, everyone around him knelt down in the darkness. Many people wanted to escape from the village at all costs, but they didn't dare at this time.
Luo Ning, who had a blue face and a high crown, took a square step and walked seven steps to the sound of gongs and drums. Then he swung the mallet with great skill, his blue face suddenly turned around, and he pinched his smiling fingers.
Before he finished speaking, the black shadow disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Just burning seven foreign actors to death... I'm afraid it won't be enough!
Run the Ling Dao Pearl, inspire your only will power, and recite loudly:
At least this county can't hide it, and it has to be brought to the county level no matter what.
"Brother Xuan Shu!" Luo Ning said loudly, "I heard that the God of Plague likes to listen to operas. If he sings well, he will calm down!"
"What is he going to do?" Cai Quan'er frowned, "Are he crazy?"
A gentleman's benevolence can't be tolerated when he sees it.
"It only takes a quarter of an hour to sing it, so why not give it a try!"
The village elder gritted his teeth and said, "Come on! Light a fire! Burn seven of them to make amends to the God of Plague!"
There are countless such things happening all over the world.
Cai Ji looked at the black figure riding a sheep and felt something bad in his heart.
Whenever there is a chance, he must stop it.
However, the Town God's Temple in this county is only more than a hundred miles away. Cai Ji has lost his third flying slip, and there is no way that the Town God Xuanqian will not receive it.
Besides, can Luo Ning still act?
Cai Ji chuckled, "Let Zhiyuan try it. What if it really works?"
Su Xian comforted him: "Don't worry, little sister. Brother must be sure. My second brother and I both know it."
The black shadow trembled and made an erratic voice: "Who are you?"
Thousands of villagers just looked at Luo Ning and others preparing to take the stage, and they all looked weird.
He didn't want to see the burning of human sacrifices.
Cai Quan'er's bright eyes also became a little confused.
"I want to perform a show with seven people, it's better than burning them to death!"
A trace of wishing power, mysterious and mysterious, was contained by Ling Daozhu.
Immediately, he half-knelt and presented the whip and gavel.
I saw a young man in a green shirt, with a blue face painted on his face, walking towards him with a strange look.
"This is under the command of the marshal! The God of Plague - go!" A group of supporting actors reported in unison.
Fortunately, he had reined in his horse before and used his wise sword to cut off the love thread.
Luo Ning appeared with his adopted brother, sister, and little black dog, and stood on the stage generously, "These seven people cannot be burned!"
Ancient God: Marshal Wen!
At this moment, he was acting like Marshal Wen! He had some of Marshal Wen's magical powers to expel the god of plague!
"My subordinates, please take a look!" The supporting cast shouted again, and the magical atmosphere became more solemn and solemn.
Many people feel dizzy and their heart beats faster, which are signs of being infected with the plague!
The seven people quickly selected four people to work together and tinkered with costumes, flags, gongs, and umbrellas.
Sometimes it was his own face, and sometimes it was a strange blue face.
"Zhiyuan!" Cai Ji said in a deep voice, "What are you doing? Come down quickly!"
Even that weird black shadow started to squirm at this time!
"Huh?" Cai Ji stood up suddenly.
So shameful.
Cai Ji shook his head: "It's too late. Even if we leave now, we will never be able to get away with it."
Luo Ning was very satisfied after seeing it. Nowadays, actors are humble, and they still need these ordinary skills to perform live roles.
He is leaving this former residence with his sister.
Cai Quan'er's voice was bitter: "If we hadn't fought against the Luo family and Xuan Qian before, maybe we wouldn't be so passive."
They travel around the world singing operas just to earn a living, and they also know that the world looks down on actors.
"Come! Flag, gong, umbrella, newspaper..."
The Ling Daozhu was working hard, and the mysterious true meanings passed across the spiritual platform. In a trance, he seemed to see the majestic heavenly palace, the deep underworld, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky!
The black shadow became even more chaotic under that kind of power, and said quietly: "I have the order! I am ordered by my subordinates..."
What is unfilial piety? This is it.
What to do? Even though Cai Ji was decisive and capable, he was at a loss at this time.
The most important thing for him to do now is to sue Xuan Qian for neglecting his duties and avenging his personal revenge!
"This handsome man - Wen Qiong!" Luo Ning danced, and a tall blue phantom faintly appeared behind him and disappeared in a flash.
He can't help it!
Cai Ji took out a document from the fish bag again with cold eyes, and then said softly: "Tuo County City God's Temple, pass!"
Luo Ning followed the direction of the dragon's flag and looked at the mysterious black figure, "Who are you!"
There is only one reason why Xuan Qian deliberately failed to receive it!
As the head of the county's spiritual officials, Xuan Qian has no concern for this matter. Even the county magistrate would have trouble handling it, let alone a county judge who has just entered the officialdom.
For some unknown reason, these ancient gods left over from ancient times hardly interact with Confucian cultivators. Whenever Confucian cultivators take the initiative to contact them, they are unwilling to respond.
Even if seven people are burned to death, the village will probably still be plagued by plague.
"My benefactor, here it is!" The two children were very smart and hurriedly helped Luo Ning put on costumes, with flags on their backs.
One of the seven people couldn't help but say: "My benefactor... an expert!"
When the seven actors heard this, they burst into tears of joy and nodded desperately to Luo Ning!
Luo Ning's Ling Daozhu suddenly began to throb.
"Report!" A sidekick walked in a circle with circular steps, somersaulted at Luo Ning's feet, and reported while half-kneeling:
"Report to the Marshal! The God of Plague - is coming!"
"Old Wen dances with his hammer in the night sky, driving away the god of plague and blessing us. I am the leader of the ten chief eunuchs, and I am the busiest during the four o'clock and eight seasons."
However, they also have expectations in their hearts, hoping that Luo Ning can really perform a play and invite the God of Plague away.
Many people saw very clearly that the black shadow moved under these words!
God of Plague really likes going to the theater?!
After all, Cai Ji was a Confucianism cultivator. He immediately saw that the figure of the Plague God reacted to Luo Ning's words!
Cai Ji's expression was complicated and his eyes were playful.
Now Cai Ji has become a Jinshi master and is superior. Fortunately for him, he has become an actor!
The document suddenly ignited without fire and emitted a white light.
"Thank you Brother Xuan Shu!" Luo Ning handed over his hand, "Village elder, please let them go."
"I shouldn't just sacrifice to the God of Wealth and ignore the God of Plague! This is disrespectful! We must change! We must change! Please be kind to the God of Plague..."
Although this person had a strange blue face, Cai Ji immediately recognized him as Luo Ning.
A scholar goes on stage to act in public!
Isn't this self-destruction?
Back then, he, like Cai Ji, was a famous scholar in his hometown.
Brother, do a good job!
Cai Quan'er gritted her teeth and looked at Luo Ning, "Why are you so crazy? Are you looking for death? Come down quickly!"
But when the villagers looked at the majestic and cold-eyed Li Dingguo beside Luo Ning, no one dared to step forward and take action.
At the same time, all the Dui Gua symbols in the well water also disappeared!
The brilliant spring light shines again!
If this is the case, it could cost hundreds, thousands, or even more lives!
Luo Ning waved his hand, and his blue face suddenly changed!
"Get up! No need to kneel!" Luo Ning told the story directly, "Seven of you, choose four to form a team and play a supporting role for Marshal Wen!"
The strange black shadow riding a sheep holding the knot was suspended motionless in place, like a knife hanging over everyone's head.
"Brother..." Cai Quan'er deliberately stopped her. She didn't believe that she could send away the God of Plague by performing a play.
Cai Ji narrowed his eyes: "I don't regret this. If I don't help the brothers and sisters this time, I don't have a clear idea. If I help them once, I will end our friendship for many years and we will part ways from now on."
"This is..." When everyone saw this, they were in a daze as if they were out of their minds.
Luo Ning's loud shout immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Nonsense!"
This is the standard flying document of the Celestial Empire. It is a valuable communication magic weapon that can send messages up to three hundred miles away. The disadvantage is that it is not very reliable and the other party sometimes cannot receive it.
He pointed to the seven foreign actors who were about to be burned to death, "These seven people invited the God of Plague, and they must have done a lot of evil. The villain burned them and sacrificed them to Grandpa. Please accept our filial piety and calm down."
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Willingness is coming!
Two children, one dug out a riding crop and a gavel, and the other dug out a set of costumes and a flag.
Who told me that I happened to be in this village? Who told me that this troupe was invited to celebrate my invitation?
It can’t be picked cleanly!
That’s seven lives!
"Xiao Luo, what are you going to do?" The village boss was furious, "What did you draw! Pull him down! You will make the God of Plague very angry!"
Luo Ning, who had a blue face, suddenly looked majestic and majestic when he put on this outfit, like a god!
Well, then trust me brother.
A group of frightened villagers got up, raised torches, and started to light a fire.
The villagers were also angry.
Cai Quaner bit her lip and shook her head.
"Stop talking!" Luo Ning's voice was as sonorous as gold and iron, with a heart-stopping magical power, "Go!"
He followed the sound and couldn't help but stare, "This is... Zhiyuan!"
There was a "swipe" sound, and more than a thousand pairs of surprised eyes looked at it.
Mr. Jinshi has spoken, and besides, everyone did see the black shadow riding a sheep move just now, so how can you still dare to object?
If his parents were present, he would probably vomit three liters of blood.
As soon as he said something, he stopped immediately and looked embarrassed. Because this expert really couldn't stand on the stage.
"Your Majesty! The God of Plague is coming!" A group of supporting actors shouted in unison.
What's strange is that under these words, the black figure that had not reacted at all before started to tremble.
Shocked and frightened, Cai Quan'er took out her handkerchief, wiped the sweat from her brother's forehead distressedly, and whispered: "Brother, how about we...leave now?"
"The marshal is here!" A group of actors and actresses came on stage one after another with a guard of honor, moving in circles but not straight. The remaining two people immediately started beating gongs and drums.
"Well, the official career is difficult and the people are pitiful. Fortunately, I am a Confucian and Taoist monk, so I can protect you and my brother and sister from getting sick from the plague."
poor person must have something mean.
I don’t know why, under the operation of Luo Ning Ling Daozhu, the voices of a small group of actors actually created a solemn and breathtaking momentum!
Of course, Marshal Wen is not a low-level character, but he can still play his part!
"Thank you, Mr. Xiaoguan, for saving your life..." As soon as the seven people were released, they immediately knelt down and thanked Luoning.
"He doesn't want his life!"
Master Jinshi, who was very good at nourishing qi, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles under the gazes of thousands of people, with awns on his back and sweat on his forehead!
The villagers looked at Cai Ji together, with strong requests and expectations in their eyes.
Li Dingguo smiled and said: "My little sister doesn't know your brother's methods. You will find out later."
They mainly contact the government through spiritual officials.
Everyone was stunned when they looked at the young man who played Marshal Wen.
The scene of more than a thousand people suddenly fell silent!
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