Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep, and he had a little more speculation and thinking.

Whether it is to sacrifice living people or worship gods in the wilderness, he doesn’t care!

However, if you sacrifice to the evil god, it would be very interesting.

When the Great Sui Dynasty was established, Emperor Wen Taizu, under the protection of Buddhist arhats, cut down mountains and destroyed temples, and flattened the sea to worship evil gods.

With the domineering Buddhist sect, there shouldn’t be any arrested fish?

"Dragon God!"

The witch held sandalwood in her hand and chanted spells in ancient and obscure words. The people from all directions all knelt on the ground and worshiped them intently.

"Brother Mo, Xiu still has some doubts in his heart? Are the witches in the land of Sichuan and Shu, who have been chanted by all generations, all of them have spelled like this?" Chen Xiu suddenly spoke, with a little more profound and low expression.

Mo Zongshu frowned slightly and said slowly: "Mr. Marquis, you are making things difficult for me. The land of Sichuan and Shu is too vast, and there are endless folk customs in dialects. I just understand two or three of them, I am afraid it is

What is the old saying in the countryside?"

Yeah?

Chen Xiu's mouth slid slightly, and a sneer appeared: "But, I can understand!"

Boom-

Between the rivers, there were surging water splashing, and the ground trembled a little.

"Dragon, the Dragon Prince is angry!!" The divine witch suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

The turbid Jiao River, the waves were washed away, the rolling river water hit the rocks, and violently shaking the ancient bridge in the distance, were all shaking.

"Wang, Mr. Wang, your sin is too heavy. Even if you are willing to donate bridges and make up for the road and accumulate merits, the Dragon King of the Protected Dragon in the river is unwilling to forgive you." The witch sighed.

, seems quite helpless.

Mr. Wang, who was big belly and gorgeously dressed, was instantly panicked, and his voice trembled a little: "Then, what should I do if I change it? You must save me!"

"It's not necessary. But it depends on Mr. Wang, you don't have that sincerity." The God Witch Monster smiled and said.

Mr. Wang's face changed and he deliberately lowered his voice a little: "Please make it clear."

The divine witch's eyes turned slightly, showing a slightly creeping smile, and pointed to the distance: "Did you see that ancient bridge? Under that bridge, there is a dragon-slaying sword, which is the object of suppressing the dragon in the river.

, it was left by the Taoist real person from the past."

"As long as you take that dragon-slaying sword, even the Dragon Prince is most afraid of this sword."

Mr. Wang's face turned blue and purple, and finally he chose to grit his teeth: "Okay, I'll get it now."

After saying that, he huffed and ran towards the ancient bridge in the distance.

"Dragon-slaying Sword?" Chen Xiu murmured softly, with a little puzzled look in his eyes: "Brother Mo, what does this so-called Dragon-slaying Sword mean?"

"This is the folk saying here. Legend has it that at the foot of the town of Long Mountain, there is a dragon corpse that is suppressed to stabilize the rivers. This dragon-slaying sword is hung under the bridge by the real person of the Taoist sect.

It is said that it can hold back the wind and waves of rivers and rivers." Mo Zongshu said slowly: "I have also seen through my soul that the so-called dragon-slaying sword is a rusty iron sword, extremely ordinary."

Is this how?

Chen Xiu held his chin, as if he had some thoughts.

In his soul's feelings, under the Jiao River, there were only river water and corpses that were sinking to the bottom.

The so-called Dragon Prince may only exist in the mouths of ordinary people.

There was an iron sword hanging on the stone bridge in the distance. He also saw through his soul that it was an ordinary iron sword slowly rusted, almost ragged.

Mr. Wang struggled to take off the iron sword.

The next moment, a hundred feet of waves surged between the turbid waves of Jiao River.

"Master Wang, [The Dragon King of Protecting the Movement] is afraid, He is threatening you!" The witch's words even had a bit of fanning the flames.

There was a bit of bewitching in his words: "What are you going to do?"

Mr. Wang's face turned extremely gloomy and he slowly said, "What should I do? I remember, you said, there is a last resort, right?"

"Of course. But it depends on whether you can give up!" The god witch laughed and said mysteriously: "Even the Dragon King is soft or hard! You, just hold the Dragon Sword in your hand, giving it to Him

With a knife on the statue of God, everything will be done!!"

But!

Mr. Wang gritted his teeth slightly.

He knows more than anyone what is in that statue of God!

"You can't be soft-hearted. Some things can be found again; but your life is gone. That's a problem. After all, the Dragon Prince is now angry again." Shen Wu urged.

Mr. Wang made a cruel decision, a little blood appeared between his eyes, and his fat head and big ears were covered with hideousness.

Holding the Dragon Sword in hand, it is about to be cut down.

"master--"

A shrill wail sounded.

The huge altar became a little quieter in an instant.

A woman with disheveled hair and scarred hair rushed out between the crowd, crying and shouting: "Master! She is your biological flesh and blood, how can you bear it?"

Countless eyes instantly fell on the statue of the god.

Could it be that inside

"Shut up!! Do you want to watch me die?" Mr. Wang seemed a little crazy and held the Dragon Sword and slashed it hard.

Shine-

The sound of gold and iron sounded.

Mo Zongshu held the Dragon Sword with a gloomy face and said coldly: "You are really a beast when you take your biological daughter as a sacrifice!"

He slapped Master Wang, his cold eyes fell on the witch, and he said sternly: "What kind of thing are you? You dare to confuse the public with such evil words!"

The God Witch smiled and said loudly: "Dear fellow villagers! Do you really think Mr. Wang is for himself? He is for everyone!"

His eyes fell into the crowd and shouted, "Mr. Zhou, why is your grandson born blind? Do you know?"

The crowd immediately started to cheer!

"Wang San, why do you lose every bet? Do you know?"

"Old Master Bai, do you know why you were insulted?"

The God Witch took a deep breath, and his voice and emotion were full of emotion: "It's all because of the fault of [Preserve the Dragon King]! Now, Master Wang wants to act for everyone! Look, the Dragon King can't sit still, so he sent someone to make trouble!!"

For a moment, the onlookers were talking nonsense.

Soon, all the misfortunes were attributed to the Dragon King.

The flames also burned on Mo Zongshu!

"Get out, we don't welcome you!" I don't know who it was, smashed a stone at Mo Zongshu.

Gradually, the scolding accompanied the flying stones!

Mo Zongshu stared at the angry people and suddenly became silent.

"Did you see it? The people are dull. You will not listen to reason with them." A little joking statement sounded.

Chen Xiu said lightly: "It is not normal for a gambler to lose money? It is natural to be scolded for being disrespectful to the old man! The evil he committed requires one to repay. At this time, it is really ridiculous to think about blaming the gods of nothingness.

”

"Shut up! Get out too!" A stone hit him hard.

Chen Xiu sighed lightly.

The stones shattered between his eyes.

"I'm not as good as Brother Mo, I'm not a good person!" Slowly, words rang out.

Puff—

A stream of blood spurts out.

This moment became extremely quiet.

The head rolled to the ground.

"I hope you are quieter, otherwise, I don't mind being quieter for you." Chen Xiu spoke lightly.

His eyes fell on the divine witch: "Tell me, are you a person in the devil's way or a demon incarnation?"

"Or, it was transformed by the evil ghost in the underworld!"
Chapter completed!