"What the hell, are you allowed to come in here if you want? Just listen to me quietly!" Pan Hao's eyes widened and his voice became louder.
With his majesty these days, he shocked everyone for a while.
"If I work honestly in the town, I can marry your daughter-in-law and starve you, right? Make wishes all day long. That unknown ancestor, the sore mother is your mother and father. If you want to make a wish, they will agree to it.
Yes?"
"Do you still want your wife to fall from the sky? Find your wife and ask a matchmaker."
The villagers burst into laughter.
But in any case, it is still inappropriate to stop people at the entrance of the temple. To worship the local gods, everyone in the village needs to participate, regardless of adults and children. The local gods will manifest their divine power and provide blessings.
The villagers "blessed".
Not participating in person is equivalent to losing the blessings of the gods, and in people's minds, they will suffer.
But the "Tianmen" organization is really not suitable to be exposed at the moment. There is such a big fuss inside now, which makes Lao Pan a little panicked.
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The villagers who were watching were all talking a lot. If some people leaked the news and triggered a malicious siege from the outside world, they would not be able to take advantage of it!
"Great witch, why can't anyone enter this sacrificial event? This...is not in line with etiquette."
The scholar Ding Zhijing thought of something and whispered: "Did...there was an accident? Please tell me everything, so that people can feel at ease."
"That's right." Huang Youcai, his father-in-law, said, "It's okay if the unknown ancestor doesn't manifest his divine power. If the sore mother doesn't manifest her divine power, those with ulterior motives will talk nonsense behind her back."
"What happened really happened? If you tell me now, we can help you think of a solution."
"Please wait a moment."
Pan Hao walked back to the temple and discussed with his team members for a while.
The space inside the temple is indeed an endless bright starry sky. At the limit of the sky, there are two golden characters "Tianmen" written on it.
But then I discovered that the tablet of the mother with sores had disappeared somewhere.
"Where did the old turtle go?"
After searching for a long time, I discovered that the memorial tablet of the Mother of Sores was placed on some remote side. It was not directly placed on the ground, but there was a small and almost inconspicuous table.
There are three strange characters written on it: "Second Lieutenant Turtle".
"My lord...my lord...canonized...turtle! Ga!" The Great Mother seemed to have gained some benefit from this tablet, and she roared filial piety enthusiastically.
It's just that its IQ is not very high, and some complex sentences are all replaced with "ga", so I don't know what it is saying.
Pan Hao glanced at it, and inexplicably felt that the Sore Mother had become more powerful: "This is because she has been canonized..."
"Forget it, as long as you are here, go outside to manifest your divine power and appease the villagers outside. Don't let them rush in. This place needs to be kept secret."
As the incarnation of the Sore Mother appeared with Pan Hao, the villagers who were noisy outside suddenly calmed down.
"Dear fellow villagers, Mother Sore said that the space in the temple is too small and cannot be used."
"So the sacrificial activities should be kept outside."
"But the unknown ancestor still has not manifested his divine power."
"Here, I wish Qingshi Town good weather and a good harvest!"
At this moment, the sore mother has actually swelled to the size of a bus. The turtle shell all over her body is as white as jade, and the edges are convex like a dragon turtle. She looks so majestic that she is almost unrecognizable!
It startled everyone when it appeared.
"Bang the gong and play the music!"
Pan Hao chanted loudly in his mouth: "The mountains are spinning and the clouds are flying. The sky and the earth are chaotic. At the beginning of the sunrise, seeds are floating. When the moon is setting, all things are alive. The birds are like snow in the dark night. Suddenly, the branches are chirping. Hungry."
Food is from the fruits of thousands of mountains and trees, and thirsty is the blood of thousands of families in the altar..."
This is the chapter "The Evil Bird" in "Ancient Songs of Sacrifice to Heaven". As the sound of gongs and drums sounded, the Sore Mother sprayed out some water vapor, then ignored the carnival crowd and grabbed the Water Ghost King in one mouth.
, dragged it into the temple.
I don’t know why, but although the temple gate is small, it is open to all rivers and can accommodate everything.
Of course, when the folk saw that the incarnation of the gods had become so huge, they no longer insisted on the past rules. Instead, they danced around the fire in the square and talked about matchmaking.
"Great witch... How come this sore mother has grown so big?" Ding Zhijing stood by the fire eating meat, "It's almost as big as the turtle spirit mother in the city."
This scholar can be regarded as a grasshopper in the same boat. His whole family moved to Qingshi Town, and he even saw with his own eyes the rising sun of the so-called "Emperor of Heaven".
The family has made a lot of contributions to the management of local people, the collection of intelligence, and the purchase and sale of supplies.
Pan Hao joked: "It's normal for turtles to grow older... As for the reason, it's a long story. Why don't you accompany your father-in-law and go in to see what's going on?"
"Is it related to Tianmen?"
Ding Zhijing hesitated for a moment, and finally he and Huang Youcai entered the threshold.
As soon as he entered the door, he froze on the spot.
The scene, which was like a heavenly palace, shocked his soul and made him want to fall down and kneel down!
The bright starlight turned into dots and fell on him. Nameless mist filled this unknown space, and higher up in the deep space, there seemed to be endless clouds surging.
Nervousness and hesitation filled the scholar's heart.
He, a small mortal of the first level, seems like he shouldn't be here.
Immediately afterwards, Ding Zhijing came back to his senses and glanced at his father-in-law.
While Huang Youcai was shocked, his eyes flashed with tears of excitement. This time, he was hugging a real thigh.
Gods at the level of "heaven" are so terrifying that even a hair on their legs can lift their entire family to heaven.
The "Water Ghost King" who was captured alive was dragged into the temple and squatted motionless on the ground as if he had accepted his fate.
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"This dragon should be [Dark Moon]..."
"What is this well?" Diviner Jenny's eyes lit up, "Oh, I almost remembered it, it's the lesser demon god who fought against the blood demon!"
"That one disappeared completely after the Blood Demon was sealed. It turns out he was recruited."
"This is the Mother of Sores... The tablet of the Mother of Sores is so far away and so small. The size may be divided according to the level of strength."
Compared to the real Demon God, the Sore Mother is just a low-class guy. Everyone knows this, but in front of me, they are too embarrassed to say anything more.
After all, the turtle still has some wisdom.
"Why was this ball placed on the ground... Could it be that its status is lower than that of a sore mother? The texture of this ball's statue is not very clear, and the quality seems not to be high."
The carving of the dragon was lifelike, with each scale showing clear details, just like a living creature. But this ball was just a ball, and the rest was nothing.
"It should be [Fantasy]." Feng Ling saw the ball and had some guesses in her mind.
"The status here should be divided according to some kind of merit... Merit, it must be like this!"
"[Dark Moon] helped seal [Void] and saved Blue Star. Her merits are immeasurable, so her status is the highest."
"The merits of this well..."
No. 24 took over: "This well has been confronting the Blood Demon for a long time, delaying the spread of the Blood Demon's disaster, and indirectly doing a lot of good things."
"And the Mother of Sores who protects someone also has some merits."
"As for the merits of [Void], it is naturally negative. Even if it is very powerful, it fell to the ground, like a prisoner."
Everyone looked at the ball on the ground with some evil intentions. As a mortal, judging the superior demon god brought a strange and subtle feeling.
If it weren't for the mystery surrounding this place, several members of the Anomaly Foundation would be tempted to spit on the ball.
After a while, everyone almost studied this place, and No. 24 said: "What should we do next? I see that these demon gods don't seem to have any reaction."
Pan Hao was a little unsure and swallowed: "Take the Water Ghost King up!"
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As the plot continued to advance, a seemingly troublesome question was placed in front of Wang Hao.
[The Water Ghost King’s crimes are as follows: low-level evil and low-intelligence, occupying the entrance of Hujin, secretly wandering under the water, luring or directly pulling living people into the water to drown, instigating the "water ghost thieves" to harm nearby people, killing them for more than ten years
To be continued...