"This is what you deserve." Xue Tong said to look at the grateful grandfather. "Yeah." Xue Tong closed his eyes, then escaped from the statue and looked at Si Yan. "What's wrong with the god?" Grandpa looked at Xue Tong with something wrong, and asked quickly. "This is your granddaughter, right?" Xue Tong said to her grandfather, and the majesty of the gods was released when she spoke. All the things in the temple were sank under the strong pressure. "What's wrong with the god?" Grandpa bowed his waist and looked at Xue Tong with great effort. "Your good deeds done by your own good granddaughter." Xue Tong stretched out his hand and was released by Xue Tong in the white mirror.

It was released and then floated in the air. The mirror suddenly magnified. Grandpa looked at the mirror and told him intuition. This was probably a mess. And it seemed that his granddaughter had caused trouble. Pictures began to appear on the mirror. A little girl was taken by a young grandfather and walked into the temple. The girl was told by her grandfather to kneel down in front of the statue. Then she kowtowed three respectfully and injected a stick of incense into the statue. After that, every day the girl would come with her grandfather to burn incense, and every three days she would help her come over to replace the tribute. It was not until the girl was in junior high school that the girl took over and took over.

Now it is called scientific education, and scientific education is materialistic. After these are idealistic things, the girl's attitude began to change. When she burns incense, she no longer respects her attitude, and fools her when she kowtows, and when she replaces the tribute, when the tribute is not yet placed in front of the statue, she replaces the good ones with the original tribute. Sometimes, she exchanges the original tribute into a new tribute. Now she buys fake plastic fruits and mixes it with it. The girl thinks that the statue is fake, and she can't see the statue of the god. So she goes too far. When she burns incense, the fragrance used becomes the old incense.

It’s not Xinxiang, but Laoxiang is a little different from Xinxiang. Yi Laoxiang is very wet and easier to break, and it is difficult to burn completely. However, Xinxiang is different. Although Xinxiang is also very crispy, it is neither damp nor wet. When it is burned, it has no strange smell and can be burned. Grandpa was so angry that he saw his granddaughter doing all this through the mirror released by Xue Tong. He and his son were so hard that he worked hard! Although he was not tired, he had to come to do things every day, just to exchange the incense for the year to exchange for the wish of gods. He had to come to burn incense every day, and it was difficult for many people to achieve this hardship!

Now let his granddaughter be destroyed like this. Grandpa covered his forehead and his body began to shake. "You, these are all made up by you." Siyan looked in the mirror. After Xue Tong looked back, all the things she had done were re-displayed by Xue Tong in the mirror, Siyan jumped up and pointed at Xue Tong and said. "Is it good for me that I made up!" Xue Tong glared, and the strong wind suddenly rose, and the temperature inside the room suddenly dropped. Crack sounds kept ringing, and frost continued to generate. Almost instantly, the entire temple turned into a world of frost, and the frost spread out. "This." Siyan looked angry.

Xue Tong couldn't help but be scared. "Please respect the gods and take away the divine power. It's all my fault for not being strict in discipline. Grandpa was so energetic, then knelt down and said to Xue Tong. Xue Tong looked at Grandpa, thinking that Grandpa was always respectful, and the frost stopped spreading. "Let's atone for the sins." Grandpa looked at Xue Tong and said. "Grandpa." Siyan wanted to pull her grandpa up. "Shut up, you bastard." Grandpa glared at Siyan and slapped Siyan to the ground, and Siyan couldn't believe it. Grandpa who usually loved her the most now slapped herself so hard. "God, God." Grandpa walked to the front of the statue and put the incense.

He took it down, and then the ash in the incense burner was poured out. "Why are there so much?" Grandpa looked at the poured vetiver and knew what he should say. "Look clearly." Xue Tong pointed, and the vetiver suddenly turned into ashes. Grandpa looked up at Xue Tong, and then quickly selected the remaining vetiver. "This." Grandpa selected for a while before he selected the vetiver. Among them, most of them were still the same neat, and the closer they were to this year, the shorter they were. This year, the vetiver was left with a piece of steel. "This, this." Grandpa was holding these vetiver, unable to believe it.

Logically speaking, it should be the same length, but this. Grandpa looked at Xue Tong and didn't know what to say. "Grandpa," Siyan also climbed up from the ground, and then looked at the vetiver in grandpa's hand. "You did a good thing!" Grandpa was crying and said sadly. "Grandpa, I'm sorry." Siyan looked at grandpa's angry gaze and lowered her head and said, "What's the use of saying sorry now? Ah, you really want to piss me off." Grandpa said to Siyan, and then covered her heart. If it weren't for the five-year lifespan given to grandpa, the life of grandpa had been much stronger, I'm afraid that this would have been the case just now.

"God." Grandpa picked up the vetiver and looked at Xue Tong. Xue Tong frowned and stretched out his hand, and his hands were in the shape of claws. These vetiver flew up. "Heng" Xue Tong said, looking at the vetiver over the years, and was also very angry, because this was an offense to the gods. It was like a person bitten by a mosquito, and people would be very angry. If Xue Tong had not watched Grandpa, the first generation of God, always worshipping him with all his heart, his anger would turn into snow all over the sky, filling the entire South Korea and letting this peninsula taste what the taste of ice age is. Xue Tong's fingers, and the vetiver suddenly floated in the air, and then arranged them and the uneven vetiver began to merge.

Together, all the vetiver roots were the same intact, and how many vetiver roots were represented by the incense that represented many years. Then Xue Tong deducted them from it, and then the remaining incense that belonged to Si Yan and his family. Grandpa quickly raised his head and counted the original roots "1,,,4...19,0,1,,...6". The original roots turned into 6, and the last 6 were still inconsistent. Xue Tong waved his hand and chopped them up, and one vetiver root turned into smoke and disappeared. "God. Grandpa couldn't help but feel very sad when he looked at the disappearing incense. But there was no way, Xue Tong left them room for viewing, and did not cut them all.

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