Only ruined temples remain within the territory.

However, the superstition about the Dragon King still remains in the hearts of the people of Longcheng. Previously, when the young county magistrate asked the people about the destruction of Di Gong Gate, he got such opinions.

There was even a rumor that a young county magistrate fell into the water on Longshou Bridge just after he took office. It was rumored that he had angered the Dragon King...

Liu Zian came to the lonely temple on the top of the mountain, looked up at the door plaque, walked up and knocked on the door, then backed away and waited quietly in front of the door.

This Dragon King Temple is considered the best preserved one in Longcheng County.

If we talk about superstition, there is a group of people in Longcheng County who are more superstitious about ghosts and gods than ordinary people.

That is the craftsman.

At that time, Liu Ziwen and Liu Zian inherited the family business in order to integrate many sword shop craftsmen on the west bank of Butterfly Creek.

So a Dragon King temple was re-established and some priests who pretended to be gods and ghosts were hired... This was also one of the sources of the nickname of the Dragon King Liu family. The people of Longcheng County were not unfounded in their fear of them.

But now, at Guyue Sword Shop on the west bank of Butterfly Creek, the Liu family can firmly control this "independent kingdom" like kings, and their influence among craftsmen is greater than that of Longcheng County Government.

The contribution of Dragon King Temple.

But now that the Liu family has the most wealth and wealth in Dragon City, and they have found a towering tree to rely on outside, they no longer need to resort to such unflattering methods as bewitching craftsmen.

This Dragon King Temple is no longer of much use.

However, the Liu family still retained a few idle positions in the temple to maintain the general operation. Occasionally, on some important occasions, or when famous swords were released, the priests were asked to go down the mountain to preside over some simple ceremonies as a show.

At least the craftsmen still believe in this.

It's just that it won't be as public as it used to be.

After all, Confucius Di, who once eliminated obscene priests in Longcheng, is now the prime minister of the dynasty. Although it is difficult for such a big shot to pay attention to this small county in Jiangnan Road, it is still his local political achievements back then.

It's better to keep a low profile.

Liu Zian was deep in thought.

The door of the Dragon King Temple was pushed open from the inside, and a priestess wearing a dark robe walked out.

The priestess is a bit fat, about thirty or forty years old, her face is covered with colorful paint, her face is quite gloomy, her hair is tied into dreadlocks with colorful ribbons, and she is dressed in complicated sacrificial clothes.

The mountain breeze looks a bit mysterious and intimidating.

When the two met, they first looked at each other, turned around together, and went down the mountain in tacit understanding. On the way, Liu Zian was the first to speak:

"The sword from the Jiasan Sword Furnace is ready."

"The things are ready and the ceremony can be held." The priestess said, her voice a little cold.

"Do you want to inform my eldest brother in advance?"

"Don't bother me." The fat priestess shook her head, "Didn't you say that your elder brother hates me?"

"Okay then." Liu Zian hesitated for a moment and nodded: "But you have to choose an inconspicuous sacrifice, one that will make no noise even after death."

"Yes, but you need to be a young woman with sufficient spirituality. In addition, in addition to the sacrifices, you can also select some tight-lipped audiences. This is also part of the ceremony."

"no problem."

The two were walking and chatting on the mountain.

Liu Zian seemed to have thought of something and asked calmly: "What if we fail again?"

The priestess frowned: "If you listen to me honestly, you will succeed. This time, you can use the secret of the famous sword to cover it up. Even if your brother discovers it, you can still explain it. This kind of opportunity does not come often. Besides..."

After a pause, she looked a little irritated and said: "Let me say it again, I did not fail the last time at Longshou Bridge! You have also seen that after the Immortal Art Ceremony, I was promoted to the eighth-level Immortal Seeking Warlock. Is this still possible?

Is it fake!?"

Liu Zian squinted: "But the county magistrate surnamed Ouyang is still very active and even brings a lot of trouble to our Liu family."

The priestess was silent for a long time.

"I will prove this to you." She snorted coldly.

"It's up to you." Liu Zian frowned and said seriously: "I don't care whether you succeeded last time or not, this is the last time I believe in you, and this is also the last chance."

"snort."

The two were speechless for a while, having different thoughts. After walking down the mountain, they passed through the busy streets in the morning and walked towards the Jiasan Sword Furnace by the river.

The craftsmen and servants I met along the way respectfully gave way after seeing Liu Zian and the priestess.

The pedestrians looked a little scared.

At this time, the two of them passed by a workshop. The priestess, who was in a bad mood, saw from the corner of her eye a thin figure that seemed to be standing outside the workshop gate not far away. She turned her head and took a closer look. She raised her hand and pointed casually:

"Just that one, it looks very spiritual."

Liu Zian turned around and looked.

It was a pretty girl with a delicate appearance, standing dejectedly outside the door, like a female worker from the sword and earrings workshop behind her.

Those who would enter such a lowly workshop are all slaves who are no different from goods in the Liu family, but no one with any importance will be placed there.

But to the surprise of the priestess, Liu Zian just glanced at it and said decisively:

"this is not OK."

"Why?" The priestess thought for a moment and then asked, "Isn't this an official slave belonging to the sword shop?"

"He is a slave and has not redeemed himself. He is attached to the sword shop."

"Then what are you afraid of? No one will notice if one of these lowly female workers is missing."

Liu Zian looked at the familiar figure of the thin and small female worker, without even raising his eyelids, and said softly:
Chapter completed!