"I am not a pure black witch, I am a mixed race between the red witch and the human race. My mother sacrificed something to give birth to me, and that was something that only the witch king could do."
"What was sacrificed?" Mu Run asked.
"I don't know much." Fu Yunchen didn't want to tell Mu Run.
Mu Run: "..."
Manager Yang followed Fu Yunchen to reduce his presence.
But Fu Yunchen did not ignore him and asked without looking back: "Old Yang, take some young and strong men to reshape the golden body of the mountain temple in Chongyang Mountain, and the people in the village.
, during festivals, you should go to the mountain temple to incense and pray devoutly."
"Yes, the king. In fact, the people in the village also respect and believe in the mountain god very much, and they will go there to worship no matter what."
"Well, that's good."
Mu Run looked at Fu Yunchen, "What kind of god is the mountain god of Chongyang Mountain? Does the statue of the temple look like him?"
"More similar." Fu Yunchen replied.
Mu Run was surprised, "Is he a human?"
"Of course not. Have you ever seen people with wings?" Fu Yunchen said with a smile.
Mu Run, “Oh, then he is a demon?”
Fu Yunchen replied: "He is a god, and gods have their own shapes, and of course they also have human shapes."
"Will you make Xiao'an angry if you lead Xiao'an here and ask him to purify Xiao'an?" She realized it and understood Fu Yunchen's intention. The mountain god of Chongyang Mountain would definitely think of it.
If the gods blame him, the mortals will only suffer.
Fu Yunchen replied: "It's really unhappy, but it's not too much blame."
Mu Run, "So you asked Lao Yang to reshape his golden body?"
Fu Yunchen nodded, "As the saying goes, when a person fights for a breath, God is a burning of incense. It seems that the prayers of mortals and a stick of incense seem to be very unworthy of mention, but they are the root of the existence of gods. If you worship them,
In Yangshan, without people and all living things, the gods will no longer exist."
"Chobao said before that the mountain gods in Chongyang Mountain are very powerful."
"It's true." Fu Yunchen remembered the awe that arises from the depths of his soul when he saw the mountain god. It was an absolute gap in strength, just like a world of difference. Moreover, his life was also given by him.
...
There are dead people everywhere in Chongyang Prefecture City. There are funerals everywhere, and there are almost no family who will not hold funerals.
The coffin shop in the city was originally the most deserted place where no one would want to go. Now it is bustling like a big market. Not only are there people inside, but there are also long queues at the door, and people from the government office also need to help maintain order.
There will be no trouble.
Liu Xiaohuan followed Bai Shalu, with a thick cloth covering her face and came out of the coffin shop.
Liu Xiaohuan looked back at the crowd scrambling for the coffin and said to Bai Shalu: "The business of this coffin shop will be prosperous for a while."
"Do you want to open one?" Bai Shalu asked.
Liu Xiaohuan immediately shook her head, "It's like a mountain across the street. I don't know how to do coffin. However, so many people are exhausted by the owner of the coffin shop and probably can't do it. Why not see if there are anyone in the army who are good at doing craftsmen,
Make some coffins and make some money for everyone.”
Bai Shalu smiled and said, "It's also a way to save people in the city from buying coffins and causing trouble."
Liu Xiaohuan looked up at him and frowned her beautiful eyebrows slightly, "I found that you will agree to whatever I say, why?"