"It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Jiang Zhou murmured.

It's not as cool as when I was slapped on the back of my head by Piao Miao Taoist just now.

After all, he still fell for this nonsense.

Piao Miao Taoist's words may seem to be mysterious, but in fact they have revealed some information.

This severe drought was, as he expected, not that simple.

Of course, this does not rule out that this person wants to deliberately shake himself.

No, I should say, this is for sure.

However, it is precisely because of this that he does not need to be pretentious. False things cannot be true. Only true things can shake him.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Otherwise, the moment he gives up, it will be the time when his inner demons are deeply rooted.

Is this the purpose of that Taoist?

No matter whether he advances or retreats, there must be a big pit waiting for him.

This guy is very bad.

What is his origin? What is he trying to do? Why should he plot against himself so carefully?

Is he on his own or under the direction of others?

But these questions are not important now.

The important thing is that in his original plan, he used the misty Taoist and the old dragon as shields and scapegoats to cover up the fact that he was raining.

Tanta Ksitigarbha's karma-revolving magic spell can draw karma and reverse its consequences, which is what he relies on for his calculations.

But now it seems that it is still naive.

It's not that magic spells don't work, but more people are probably paying more attention to this drought than they think.

No matter the quantity or identity.

With his current Taoism and attainments, I am afraid that the Demonic Curse will not be able to hide it from those "people".

No, I feel too insecure. I must find a way.

If only he really had a backer...

Jiang Zhou misses Jin Tianwang very much now. It would be great if he was not driven out of the mountain...

Catalog of ghosts and gods?

He also only got two pictures of ghosts and gods.

Zhong Kui... forget it, after struggling for so long, I still don't know which nook and corner he is hiding in, or what little tricks he is doing.

Mr. Guan... In this world where ancient immortals are extinct, Mr. Guan is absolutely reliable.

But here, he really doesn't know if the second master can withstand it...

How about...ask?

Jiang Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up.

How could he forget that this is not the present world, but the ancient fairyland!

When he got here, he had not yet visited the top of the mountain.

It shouldn’t be, it shouldn’t be!

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhou grabbed a person on the street and asked, "Brother, is there an imperial temple in Chang'an City?"

In normal history, his question would have been a big joke.

But this is the earthly fairyland.

Sure enough, the man looked at him strangely and said: "Of course there is. The Holy Lord Guandi is loyal and loyal for thousands of years. He is also a hero of our human race. His achievements have made him a saint in the flesh. How can he not be worshiped in a temple?"

When Jiang Zhou heard this, he immediately smiled, showing two rows of big white teeth.

I also have a backer!

A passer-by was dazzled by his white teeth, muttered "lunzi", and was about to leave. Jiang Zhou pulled him back and asked where the Guandi Temple was before letting him go.

"Thank you, brother!"

Jiang Zhou showed what he thought was a friendly smile to the fleeing passers-by, then turned around to find the location of the Guandi Temple.

According to passers-by, the Holy Lord Guandi is the official sacrifice.

Temples and temples dedicated to immortals and gods are not allowed to be privately owned.

It must be ordered by the imperial court, otherwise it will be regarded as a wild and evil sacrifice.

Since it is a sacred offering, it naturally cannot be found everywhere.

There is only one Guandi Temple in Chang'an City, which is very easy to find.

Jiang Zhou quickly found the location of Guan Temple.

Entering the temple, you can see the flow of pilgrims coming and going, which shows that the incense is flourishing.

Before he could enter the main hall to worship at the top of the mountain, he was suddenly blocked by someone.

"Wei Yanghou?"

The man seemed a little surprised to see him, but it soon became clear.

He let out an inexplicable laugh: "Oh, you also come to pay homage to the Holy Lord Guandi?"

Jiang Zhou looked this man up and down, he was about thirty or so, and he was dressed in green and red clothes.

He was quite familiar with this man's clothing and decorations, as they were the standard uniforms of the Daji army.

"Who are you?"

"You don't recognize me?"

The man frowned slightly, then smiled and said: "That's right, what a heroic man Wei Yanghou is, how can he look down on a little person like me?"

What the hell? It’s so weird...

Jiang Zhou felt a little fed up.

He suddenly discovered that many of the pilgrims coming and going around him seemed to recognize him, and they all cast their eyes on him, either explicitly or covertly.

Needless to say, he is a living person.

"Are you okay?"

The refusal to talk was obvious, but the man ignored him and still stood in front of him, smiling and saying: "As expected, you have indeed received the ancient inheritance of Infinite Life."

"What is Fangcun Mountain? You just made it up yourself, trying to make it more mysterious, just to put money on your face, right?"

"??"

Jiang Zhou was baffled, but he heard those people who were vaguely watching him also "whispering".

"Let me just say that he has indeed been favored by the ancient immortal gods."

"Now that the seamless gap has been broken, the secret of seamlessness is not really a secret at all,"

"Almost all the origins of this Wei Yanghou have been discovered."

"He's just a refugee who was lucky enough to enter the Infernal Cave, and lucky enough to survive with the inheritance of the ancient immortals,"

"No wonder no one in the world knows the roots of his origins, because he has no roots in the first place."

"I just don't know how he got the favor of the Holy Lord Guandi and invited Emperor Guan to come to the world."

"You want to know? I want to know too. Everyone who comes here wants to know!"

"Why do you think these people are here? A refugee has become the world-famous Wei Yanghou. Who is willing to let go of such an opportunity? Who can let it go?"

"The origin of this Emperor Guan Sheng is no longer a secret. Everyone here knows that he is a man of great loyalty and loyalty. After his death, he became a god in the flesh and protected the human race. As long as you are loyal in your heart, you can be protected by him.

"

"He, a refugee, can win the favor of Guan Sheng, why can't we?"

"..."

Jiang Zhou felt sweat dripping from his forehead.

It's not because someone "sees through" the origin, but because I don't understand how things developed like this...

Who is it? How did he use his imagination to come up with such a bizarre encounter for him?

"Long Jinglang! Do you want to fight?"

When I was speechless, I suddenly heard a clear shout. The sound seemed a bit familiar.

When he raised his eyelids, the first thing he saw was a pair of striking long legs.
To be continued...