Dragon King relies on green tea

Smash the temple?

Even if Chi An was given a hundred courage, he would never dare to think about it.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!" Now Chi'an just wants to find a place to bury himself in advance, so as not to have his neck broken alive, and it might be even worse. The scene back then is already lingering in Chi'an's mind not going.

Even Miao Miao couldn't bear to look directly at the scene in the hall, only Zisang Yanshu looked at it with interest, a group of people wanted to stop but couldn't stop the people who smashed the hall, wouldn't it be funny to look at it like this.

Seeing that she couldn't stop Ye Junche from smashing the temple, Ye Lanshan simply put her hope on Zi Sang Yanshu who was watching the show with great interest.

Asked Zisang Yanshu for help: "Sir, please help stop it, not to mention whether smashing the Dragon King Temple Fair will really anger the Dragon King, this Dragon King Temple is the comfort of the people's hearts, let him smash it like this, there will be trouble Big deal."

"Really?" Zisang Yanshu still didn't have the slightest intention to stop him, he sneered and whispered: "If people in the world really need comfort and respect them, they won't suffer from this natural disaster."

Counting the time, the main hall was almost demolished. Hearing the sound became quieter, Zisang Yanshu walked into the hall to see the mess inside.

But he had just stepped into the hall, and a censer was thrown out from the hall. Zi Sang Yanshu was completely unprepared and dodged in no hurry. The censer hit him hard, and the wound was still in the unhealed area.

The place where the rib was cut, the wound had not fully healed, was suddenly hit hard by an incense burner, Zi Sang Yanshu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the wound and frowned tightly.

The abnormal expression was noticed by Ye Junche. He put down the plaque he was about to throw out, and asked Zisang Yanshu with concern: "Are you injured? When?"

Although Ye Junche had a lot of strength when he smashed out the incense burner, it would hurt when he hit it, but it was absolutely impossible for him to be so painful that his face turned pale instantly. There is only one explanation for this reaction, he was injured, and the injury was not serious.

And these days, they were together almost every day, but he didn't notice the injury on Zi Sang Yanshu's body at all. Ye Junche deeply felt that he had neglected the people around him.

Just when Ye Junche was about to step forward to check the injury, Zi Sang Yanshu turned sideways to avoid it, and said calmly, "It's nothing serious, it's almost over, don't bother."

If you put this kind of words on a child, you might believe it. Judging from his painful expression at that moment, Ye Junche knew that he was seriously injured, and said guiltily: "Sorry, it's my fault, I will take you back to heal your injuries."

Then Zisang Yanshu didn't care at all, he looked up at the only intact statue in the hall, and said, "The statue is still missing, I'll wait for you to vent your anger."

At this time, Ye Junche didn't care about any idols, and said seriously: "Your injury is more important."

However, how could Zisang Yanshu let him find out the injury that was specially hidden from him, so he just shook his head slightly and said, "It's just a small injury, don't bother."

As he said that, he grabbed the palm of his hand in the air, and a powerful force smashed the standing statue of the Dragon King to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

Zi Sang Yanshu smiled at him and said, "It's all smashed up now, are you relieved?"

"Relief?" Ye Junche frowned displeasedly, "You are injured, come back with me, I will show you the injury and apply medicine to heal it!"

Ye Junche only cared about his injuries now, ignored Zisang Yanshu's objection, grabbed his wrist and wanted to pull him back, but what he felt was cold.

It's not the cold after catching a cold and blowing the wind, but the cold without temperature.

As if not alive...

In just a split second, Zisang Yanshu's eyes immediately turned cold, he withdrew his hand, stepped back several steps, distanced himself from him, and said coldly: "I said no, just a few days will be fine."

It was obvious that Zisang Yanshu was evading and being vigilant, who hadn't revealed any secrets that he didn't want outsiders to know, he nodded in response: "I overstepped the rules, don't worry about Yanshu."

Seeing that he was not suspicious, Zisang Yanshu breathed a sigh of relief, let go of all guards, and looked at him shallowly.

Seeing that it had subsided, the people outside started to riot, Ye Lanshan immediately pulled the two away when she saw this.

The Dragon King Temple was smashed, and a large group of people gathered outside to make a fuss. The Dragon King Temple is their current hope, but they were dissatisfied with being smashed like this, clamoring for the Governor's Mansion to hand over Ye Junche.

On the second day after arriving in Yicheng, the big incident happened. Ye Wenyu came back from the refugee shelter with a dark face, looked at Ye Junche and asked, "Explain to me, what's going on with the turbulent people outside?"

Chi An, who was forced to follow along, lowered his head silently, feeling extremely guilty, if he hadn't revealed too much to ordinary people, Ye Junche would not have provoked Ye Junche to smash the Dragon King Temple in a rage.

However, the culprit didn't feel at all at this time, and he didn't have the slightest awareness of reacting after doing something wrong.

Ye Junche was standing in the courtyard, looking at the withered trees due to lack of water. Facing his brother's questioning, he replied calmly: "It's just that the Dragon King Temple was smashed. Asylum, it's no big deal if you smash it."

This attitude made Ye Wenyu even more annoyed, and he said angrily: "Then do you know what the Dragon King Temple means to the people of Yicheng? The people's hearts are already unstable in the current catastrophe. If you smash the Dragon King Temple today, the people will be able to kill the governor tomorrow." The government has been demolished, so what will you do to appease the people?"

It is true that civil explosions are easy to happen under a catastrophe, but Ye Junche looked at the dead wood very calmly at this time and said: "If the Dragon King Temple is not smashed, how do you know why the Dragon King is angry?"

At this time Zisang Yanshu's heart tightened, and he soon regained his composure, and asked tentatively, "Then you know why you are angry now?"

Ye Junche looked up at the still clear sky, then at the dead wood in front of him, and said thoughtfully, "I think I guessed something."

At that moment, Zi Sang Yanshu's expression was serious, he didn't make a sound but waited for Ye Junche's next words.

Ye Wenyu was so angry that his eyes widened. He stared at Ye Junche and said, "Stop fooling me with your gods and ghosts. You'd better think about how to clean up your own mess." .”

There was still a group of common people making trouble outside, Ye Wenyu didn't have so much time to spend here, and went out to appease the refugees after giving Ye Junche a lesson.

When smashing the Dragon King Temple, Ye Junche already thought that he would be scolded when he came back. Even if Ye Wenyu didn't scold him, Zhou Yi, who always respected the Dragon King, would not let him go.

But if the temple wasn't smashed, Ye Junche couldn't be sure what really made the Dragon King angry. After smashing it, he was sure.

Chi An leaned under the big tree with his arms folded, looked at the two with a nonchalant face and said, "Even the heavens don't know why the Dragon King of the South China Sea is angry, can you two mortals still guess it?"