The old men not only knelt down themselves, but when they saw Han Sanqian not kneeling at this time, they even shouted angrily: "You bastards, why don't you kneel down quickly?"
"Why kneel down?" Han Sanqian was puzzled.
There are no fierce men, no thieves, and no gods in front of us. What are we doing?
Is it possible that when entering a city, it is like going to Lhasa from Earth and kneeling down three times and nine times?
"Why are you kneeling down? Are you still pretending to be confused? Haha, if it hadn't been for the gods to destroy Moyun Ghost City, you and I would still be serving as human flesh and eggs for that damn ghost king in the dark underground world.
How can you be so free?"
"Yes, the gods do not ask for anything in return, but we and others must feel it in our hearts. Therefore, every slave who is released from the underground world must kowtow to the sky every thousand steps to thank the gods for their great kindness."
After saying this, the five old men kowtowed on the spot and bowed to the sky.
"We are grateful for God's grace."
Han Sanqian gave a wry smile and raised his eyes to look ahead, only to see that the people in front of him were actually kneeling down and worshiping, without anyone giving orders, as if there was a tacit understanding between them.
"You bastard, why don't you kneel down?" Several old men stared angrily after bowing.
Han Sanqian had no choice but to smile bitterly, and could only keep silent, kneeling slightly, and made some gestures: "I have never heard of the god who saved you saying that you need to be so grateful to him."
"If the gods don't need it, why don't we stop doing it?" the old man shouted angrily.
"Goodbye!"
Han Sanqian smiled helplessly. In order to prevent the old men from getting angry again and getting angry, he simply followed the five of them and started to worship.
Anyway, it is only natural that you should worship your parents by worshiping heaven and earth.
Although it is the first time to worship him, it is not a disadvantage.
"That's good."
After the old men bowed, they saw that Han Sanqian had also bowed, and then they all showed happy smiles: "The great kindness of gods and men is like recreating parents. Remember to keep it in mind and don't neglect it. Let's continue to set off."
Han Sanqian smiled bitterly. He had never thought about anyone repaying him in this way. However, seeing them so grateful, Han Sanqian felt quite good.
Seeing others so happy is the most meaningful thing about helping.
"Let's continue to talk about the city that deserves to fall. If we want to talk about how hateful the ghost king of Moyun Ghost City is, then how kind and virtuous the city owner of this city must be. These evils and virtues are so close to each other. Sometimes you
I also have to lament that God’s will plays tricks on people in this world.”
"That's true. In fact, this city was just a small place at the beginning, just because most of the passing merchants settled here. Who would have thought that it would develop into such a towering scale now."
"Although the city lord who deserves to be imprisoned comes from a wealthy family, he is just an abandoned son of a commoner. He was demoted because of his humble background. He simply had the help of his uncle and persuaded his father, so he was assigned here, but how could he expect it?
It just so happens that he is such a useless bastard who is not looked down upon by others, but now he has such talent."
Listening to what the old men said to each other, Han Sanqian couldn't help but be quite interested in the so-called city lord in front of him who was about to fall into the city.
To a certain extent, his experience was somewhat similar to his own. Therefore, Han Sanqian really had some expectations for this city lord with great talents and great strategies, considering that they were both "reduced from the end of the world".
As he spoke, more and more people were walking along the road. Among them were not only the monsters and civilians who had escaped from Moyun Ghost City, but also many people who had taken a long detour to enter the city.
There are dignitaries, wild and fierce men, and there are all kinds of people walking along the way.
In front of the huge city gate, most people are queuing up to wait for the final clearance review.
What surprised Han Sanqian was that this Luocheng was really different from other cities. The soldiers at the city gate were actually the same as those in the Central Plains, wearing neat armor, maintaining order in a regular manner, and checking people passing by.
"Why are there suddenly so many people today?" The guard guarding the city looked at the large crowd of people.
Although there have always been many merchants passing through this place in the city, the number of people has increased significantly today, which made the security officer who had been checking at the door for a long time a little strange.
After hearing the officer's question, the soldiers had no doubts at all: "Many of them came from Moyun Ghost City."
"Moyun Ghost City?" The guard was stunned: "Only people come in that place, when did people start leaving?"
"Haha, I heard that there was a god who destroyed Moyun Ghost City directly. Come on, the next one." The soldier finished speaking and shouted at the same time.
At this time, the next person, Han Sanqian and a group of old men came to them...
