"The ability to make money with a wallet is really good. Wangchuan is so poor, he can also plunder so many things."

Ximen Bo looked at the treasure house of Caixiang, and he sincerely admired it.

In just one year of operation, Cai Xiang got nearly 10,000 stones of grain and countless weapons. As for the money, how much money he had when he came, it seems that he is still a little more now. Wangchuan is poor, but there is still a little bit of money.

"There is a temple of Fire God more than two hundred miles away from here. The temple of Fire God is famine today, and they are thinking about selling the temple."

A well-informed person told Cai Xiang.

"Can the slave sell the temple? This is unlikely," the God of Wealth disbelief.

"The God of Fire has not been sage for many years. Perhaps he has forgotten the slaves of Wangchuan. Over the years, no new slaves have come here. The Temple of Fire can no longer stand. Even if the ghosts are not demolished, they will not be able to survive the coming year. Many of them are now ready to surrender to other gods, but the symbol of fire on their heads is too big and obvious. Other gods are afraid of trouble and ask their people not to take in them."

"O omnipotent God, please appear, please save your slaves."

In the Temple of Fire God, the head of the slave kneels in the statue of Fire God and begs the God of Fire God.

The slaves' begging did not receive the answer from the God of Fire. The God of Fire had given up his slaves. The slaves were wailing and wanted to seek protection.

Some people heard that there was a Mr. Mo in the Dou Temple who was well-informed and had helped the slaves of the God of Sheep who was destroyed in the temple.

They want to contact Mr. Mo and defect to Mr. Mo.

"The God of Fire, the God of Fire, we have worshipped you for so many years, but you have given up on us. The God of Fire, why do we still worship you?"

A young man scolded loudly, and he rushed to the temple of the God of Fire. He picked up a hammer and pointed it at the statue of the God of Fire.

The hammer hit the hammer and the statue was not damaged, and his body started to burn.

"Ah!" He screamed in pain. He struggled to run out, trying to throw himself into the pond outside the temple to destroy the flames on his body.

However, the water in the pond could not destroy the flames on his body, and the flames on his body became even more intense.

"Thank you, God of Fire!" Seeing this, the slaves of God of Fire were very excited. Although they burned a companion, it proved that God of Fire was still paying attention to them.

"You are guilty. Your belief in Vulcan is not firm. If you want to betray Vulcan, you should be abandoned by Vulcan." A gray-haired old man stood up and accused them.

"I am guilty, I am guilty!" A strong man stood up and stood in front of the god of Vulcan to admit that he was guilty.

"I am not firm in the faith of Vulcan. I am guilty of my sin. I asked to contact Mr. Mo. I am greedy for his belongings. I am guilty of my sins. I am guilty and my sins are unforgivable."

He admitted that he was guilty.

"I am willing to sacrifice my children and atone for myself," he said to the statue of the god of the god of Vulcan.

"How could the God of Vulcan accept the sacrifice of a sinner who betrayed himself?" an old man accused him.

"Give him a chance. If the God of Fire accepts his sacrifice, then the God of Fire forgives his sins. If the God of Fire does not accept his sacrifice, the God of Fire will not forgive him. Hang him in front of the Temple of Fire."

"I hurt!" The moment the rope strangled the little girl, the little girl shouted.

"Sister, sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, sister!" the little boy wailed.

He glanced at the two strong men who hanged their sister and said, "Please, please, Uncle Gui and Uncle Yun, don't hang my sister, don't hang my sister! I'll give you everything, don't hang my sister!"

However, no one listened to him. He saw his parents hanging up, and his sister hanging up.

He has collapsed.

"Sister, sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother is here, it doesn't hurt, really doesn't hurt, sister!" He stopped crying, he murmured, as if at night, his brother was coaxing his sister to fall asleep.

"Hang me, hang me!" The little boy was desperate. He was angry. He hated. He cried. He yelled. But he could do nothing. He could do nothing.

He watched his parents and his sister hanging up. He had no choice but to do anything!

Then he was hung up.

He did not struggle, nor did he struggle at all, and let these angry slaves hang him up.

He had no desire to survive.

"The villain who betrayed the gods has been hanged. The god of Vulcan will forgive us and save us! We are saved!"

An old man saw the body that was gradually moving on the cross and said.

On the cross, there were four corpses, two big and two small. The faces of the two adults were twisted and very ferocious. The little girl closed her eyes and looked peaceful. When she heard her brother's comfort, she might think she was asleep. The little boy's eyes were wide open and he died with his eyes closed.

"Burn them, burn them!"

The slaves were still clamoring, and the anger in their hearts had not yet been released.

They shouted, fearing that the Vulcan would not forgive them. Only by severely punishing the guy who betrayed the Vulcan can they satisfy the Vulcan.

The torch was lit and they put the four bodies down.

The slaves spit at the four corpses and insulted the corpses.

"Look, this is the end of the betrayal of the Fire God!" An old man warned his descendants that he forgot that in order to contact Mr. Mo, he personally went to the Dou Temple.

He had no guilt.

Because he did not admit that he had betrayed the Vulcan God, and the hanged man admitted that.

The fire started to light.

The corpse was thrown into the fire, and the burnt smell filled the air, covering the entire temple of Fire.

"Their house is still there, they smashed their house, so they can't keep their house!"

Someone suggested.

A group of enthusiastic believers of the Vulcans rushed to their house. The house was very simple and stone-built houses. There was basically no furniture inside.

A granary with a quilt covered with a quilt, this is the couple's bedroom.

Next to it, there is a small bed with a small quilt on it. On the quilt, there is a small pebble that is rubbed very round. This is a little boy's toy; there is also a hand-sewn, very ugly little doll, which is a little girl's toy.

In addition, there is also an iron pot and a small stove, which is all the belongings of this family.

Their lives are really hard.

But even such hard days were so hard that they could not survive, and they were all hanged.

"Smashed it!"

They destroyed the house, burned the granary, the small bed, the little doll, and the stone, were thrown into the fire.

The fire spread.

"Don't hang my sister!" A shrill roar came out of the fire.

When the slaves of the God of Fire heard the roar, they were a little frightened.

"I can hang you when I am alive. If you die, am I afraid you will not succeed?"
Chapter completed!