Da Bong fights more people

Xu Qi'an showed a "horrified" expression cooperatively, and said:

"Why do you say that, me, everything has been going well in my journey."

The old woman said lightly:

"The time has not come. If you want to eliminate the bad luck, the old body can show you a clear way."

After Xu Qi'an nodded, she examined Xu Qi'an's clothes and said:

"The temple god loves money, so if you offer 200 taels of silver for seven days, you can eliminate bad luck."

200 taels, with a big appetite Xu Qi'an memorized the names of Huntian God and Huntian Shenjing, and planned to ask the members of the Tiandihui in the fragments of the Earth Book.

Although he was basically sure that the old witch was a swindler.

At this time, a middle-aged man in light clothes came over. He was wearing an undershirt and a worn cotton jacket outside. Straw could be seen in the hole.

The cotton-padded jacket is stuffed with straw.

The middle-aged man has a weather-beaten face. Years of hard work made him look a bit dull, and he said sullenly:

"Witch, my mother-in-law is going to die, she, why isn't she well?

"You said that if you worship the temple god for seven days, her illness will be cured, but she can't eat anymore today."

The witch frowned: "That means you are not pious enough, you need to continue offering for three days."

When the middle-aged man heard the words, a bitter expression appeared on his weather-beaten face: "I, I have no money, and all my savings are used in the temple."

The sorceress was displeased and said:

"That's your business, if you don't have any money, you can sell the field or ask someone to borrow it.

"The temple god is fair, and will not favor you just because your family is poor. Don't other pilgrims offer offerings? Don't they have poor families?"

After a set of logic, the middle-aged man was speechless, his lips trembling slightly.

"But my mother-in-law can't eat anymore, I can't eat anything anymore"

In the simple concept of the common people, being unable to walk or eat is a fatal matter.

The sorceress snorted and said threateningly:

"The temple god will protect us, and if someone offends, he will punish us."

The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, showing an extremely frightened expression, bent his back, and dared not speak any more.

Miao Youfang not far away was listening to the whole process, his eyebrows were raised upright.

On the other side, Li Lingsu tactfully asked Xiangke for information, and his target was a young man.

"Brother Tai is young, what do you ask for in the temple?"

Li Lingsu is handsome and personable, it is hard to ignore, but the young man's words flash:

"No, nothing."

Li Lingsu smiled and said, "Everyone is here to burn incense, so why not talk about it."

Secretly exerting influence with the power of the primordial spirit, his voice is mixed with the charm of obedience and intimacy, the young man unconsciously opened his heart, and said with a wry smile:

"I'm here to ask for a son."

Li Lingsu said "Oh" and said, "It's also seven days?"

The young man nods.

"It must have cost a lot of money." When Li Lingsu spoke, he glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Silver is fine"

The young man showed a strange expression, and he was about to say something. At this moment, the curtain leading to the inner hall was lifted, and a delicate woman walked out quickly.

Her face was a little flushed, and her hair was a little disheveled. Seeing everyone's eyes, she immediately lowered her head and walked back to her husband quickly.

In a short time, the curtain was lifted again, and a thick and sturdy man came out. He glanced at the figure of the delicate woman, and his face was filled with unsatisfactory feelings.

"Mother, I have already delivered the child on behalf of the temple god, you should collect the money. The little lady is very satisfied."

The man said with a grin.

The old woman looked at the young couple, smiled and said:

"Little lady of the Zhang family, Mr. Zhang, are you satisfied?"

The blush on the delicate woman's face faded, and she gradually turned pale. Humiliation and anger flashed in the eyes of the young man surnamed Zhang, and he forced a smile and said:

"Satisfied, satisfied"

As he spoke, he took off the money pouch with a forced smile and handed it over.

The man stretched out his hand to take it, weighed it, turned his eyes around the delicate woman, grinned and said:

"There are still four days, remember to come on time, or the temple god will be angry."

Fear appeared in the eyes of the young couple at the same time, and they nodded repeatedly.

"Why didn't you report to the police?"

The young man surnamed Zhang sighed in his ears. He turned his head and saw that handsome man with a dignified appearance.

Infected by the voice again, he summoned inexplicable courage in his heart, and said with a slightly fearful tone:

"The people who reported to the officials died, and those who disrespected the temple gods also died.

"As long as we worship the temple god well, the temple god will bless us"

Li Lingsu poked at the essence and asked:

"Since you know that those who disrespect the temple god are dead, why do you still come here to burn incense?"

As locals, the young couple should have known the trouble of getting involved with the temple gods, so they could choose not to come.

The young man surnamed Zhang gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not that we want to come, it's him, it's him who fell in love with my wife and came to my door, asking us to go to the Town God's Temple to pray for a child, otherwise the temple god will punish us."

Li Lingsu understood that this was the same as the children of the rich and powerful bullying men and women, the difference was that one relied on power and the other relied on temple gods.