After a fierce ideological struggle, the three foxes Hu Xiaohong, Hu Xiaohua, and Hu Xiaoduo finally decided to continue to enjoy this life of worship. "The gods are very busy, so they probably won't care about such trivial matters." The three of them said secretly, "
We are just cheating for some money, no one should notice."
The three foxes were right. Gods are indeed very busy. The Three Realms are too big, there are too many spirits, and there are too few gods. They are destined to be too busy to deal with all illegal matters in time. However, they should not be glad that there are no gods around.
nearby, because not only can they do things that violate the laws of nature, but other monsters can too.
On this day, Hu Xiaohong still pretended to be "Yang Chan" and pretended to cast some small magic spells on the altar. Even though they were small magic spells, they were still quite novel for ordinary people. Everyone loved watching them and applauded from time to time. Hu Xiaohong enjoyed this.
It was a feeling of being noticed and praised. However, just when the believers were shouting long live, a burst of black clouds suddenly floated from the northwest Xuantian, accompanied by strong winds.
The ground suddenly covered the top of Jiucai Town. Looking at the abnormal dark clouds and smelling the unusual smell mixed in the wind, the three fox sisters looked a bit wrong and secretly thought in their hearts that there must be a demon coming. However,
The believers were not afraid, because there was a cloud and a gust of wind yesterday, which seemed to be stronger than today's, but it did not rain in the end. They thought it would be the same today.
"Everyone, there are dark clouds covering the sky, the wind is as strong as a knife, and there is a possibility of heavy rain." Hu Xiaohong said to the believers under the altar, "Let's stop here today. Let's continue tomorrow, okay?"
"How can wind and rain make us leave Immortal Yang Chan?!" The believers under the altar shouted loudly, expressing their willingness to sacrifice everything for the Immortal. "Our faith is the most sincere! Our faith is the strongest! We are convinced.
Goddess Yang Chan guides us! We are not afraid of wind and rain, we fully believe that the gods can protect us."
"This..." Hu Xiaohong was a little stunned. She really didn't understand why these people supported her. She obviously didn't do anything meaningful during this period. She just made a few nonsense words about "Chicken Soup for the Soul". How could they?
He shouted "The wisdom of the gods" is endless. "Oh, please leave today and come back tomorrow!" Feeling the evil aura getting closer and closer, the vixen once again advised everyone to leave.
Unfortunately, no one wants to leave.
"Hurry up..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The three foxes were still trying to disperse the crowd, but suddenly they were interrupted by a burst of terrifying laughter from the dark clouds.
"As expected, they are a group of people with faith. They are better than those without faith. They gather neatly. Hahahaha..." The dark clouds changed, and a grimace gradually appeared in the sky. "I didn't expect Dafa to be achieved today. There were so many people just after leaving seclusion."
Delicious human beings, hahahaha...it's so good. Jiucai Town, I'm done with it!"
"Hey! How dare you, a monster, dare to act wild in front of me... ahem, dare to act wild in front of me, Yang Chan, don't you want to live?!" Feeling the demon power that was countless levels higher than her own, Hu Xiaohong was frightened.
But he still had to scold the monsters in the clouds and try to use the name of "Sister Erlang Shen" to scare away those who came.
"Are you Yang Chan? Hahahaha..." Yun Zhong's ghost face laughed, "You three little vixens can deceive those fools who like to follow others and join in the fun, and you want to scare me? Hahaha... you are wishful thinking!"
"Ah? Vixen?" The believers kneeling on the ground heard the words of the ghost in the cloud and all looked at the woman on the altar, "God, are you a vixen?"
"Of course...not!" Hu Xiaohong explained stutteringly, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you trust me completely just now? Why are you being provoked to doubt me by a demon with just a few words?"
"Hahaha..." The ghost in the cloud laughed and said, "Vixies, judging from the looks of the three of you, you must be young, right? They don't believe in you, they believe in 'power'. At this moment, I am obviously stronger than you, then
Naturally, they believe my words more. You actually want these people in Jiucai Town to trust you completely, haha
Ha, it’s so ridiculous. Young vixen, remember, when you meet someone who claims to believe in the gods with a firm heart, you should stay as far away as possible.” The monster slightly withdrew its magical powers, flew out of the clouds, and took on the appearance of a human.
, is a rickety old man, "Fox spirit, I think it's not easy for you to cultivate. Please step back and save your lives."
The demon's words made more believers believe that the woman on the altar was not Yang Chan, but a vixen. Many people wanted to run away. However, before people could run far, "Stab!" A white shadow surrounded the town.
After drawing a circle, a deep and wide crack immediately appeared on the ground, cutting off the town from the outside world.
"Who dares to leave?" shouted the monster standing in mid-air, "How can you escape in front of me, the most steadfast ancestor of the infinite immortals in the nine heavens and ten earths and the boundless life and boundless faith?!"
Seeing the bottomless cracks in the ground, the believers were horrified and said, "Gods, have mercy on us! Gods, we have done nothing wrong! Have mercy on us!"
"You did nothing wrong, but I just want to cut you." The monster in the air laughed loudly, raised his hand and turned out his magical weapon - a sickle. This monster was not of high origin, and was originally an ordinary sword.
The owner of an ordinary sickle is a farmer who has believed in a certain god for many years.
Pious. Other people in the village of the owner of the sickle do not believe in that god. The villagers just work at sunrise and rest every day in ignorance. They are diligent, hard-working, positive, and work hard. They are not like the owner of the sickle who is busy every day.
Do less farm work and focus most of your time on God
They kowtow to the gods, hoping that the gods will give them gold and silver treasures and beauty pies. Because they can’t stand the zombie-like life of the villagers, the most diligent, upright, kind, and steadfast owner of the scythe comes one day.
Poison the well in the village at night, stun all the villagers, and then
Use the sickle to kill the villagers who have no faith, do not kowtow, and just live a good life. Probably because they killed too many people, the sickle has undergone strange changes, and it has become a true channeling, and it has begun to practice. This sickle spirit has some magical talents, as long as
By killing living beings, you can improve your cultivation and your strength will increase rapidly.
"You...you..." The three foxes looked at the surging sickle spirit and were frightened, but they did not leave directly. "You can't kill them!" Not only the believers took them as real "Yang Chan"
", they themselves also "believed" a little, thinking that since everyone worshiped them, they would protect everyone.
"Why don't you leave?" The sickle spirit looked down at the three foxes, "This ancestor gives you a chance, so don't be ungrateful!"
"I...I...I..." Even though they were too frightened to speak, the three foxes still refused to leave. "We agreed to protect them! How could we just leave so casually!" The three of them also said
No longer pretending, they directly showed their true colors as foxes, "As long as we are here today, you will never be allowed to kill them!" Knowing that they were not inferior to their opponents, the three foxes wanted to make a surprise attack, and jumped up from the ground with a "swish", claws
He scratched the monster in the air hard.
But, "Whoa!" Following a ray of white light, the three foxes fell directly from the sky to the ground, each with a long wound on their body. The gap is too big, they are no match for the sickle spirit at all."
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined!" The sickle spirit seemed to be irritated and glared at the three injured foxes. "Okay! I will kill you first, and then I will kill these people in Jiucai Town!"