“Damn it!”

"How dare he hurt the Qilin God? He must be killed."

"Yes, we can't let him go. We have to torture him to death!"

The people in the audience were speaking indignantly, and some were so angry that they stood up from the ground, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to fight.

However, the richest man Zhou, who was sitting in the first row, looked at the Qilin Messenger strangely. What was this guy doing? Why was he saying something completely different from what he said at the beginning?

When the Qilin God messenger on the stage saw that the people were fooled by him, he sighed with lingering fear and raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his face.

Then, he turned to Xu Jinhuan and shouted, "You evil demon, why don't you show your true form quickly! Someone, tie him up for me."

Xu Jinhuan sneered, "I am an evil demon? Then let me see what your true God looks like!"

After saying that, without waiting for the Qilin Envoy to react, she quickly walked behind the screen and kicked it with her foot. The screen fell to the ground and the things behind the screen were revealed.

"Is this the Kirin God?"

"Don't bully me for being honest, it's just a big wooden sculpture!"

"Isn't it the true body of the Kirin God? How did it become a giant wooden sculpture?"

After seeing what was behind the screen, the usually loyal believers began to feel a little confused. What they had just knelt down to worship was actually just a wooden sculpture?

The Qilin God's messenger did not expect Xu Jinhuan to be so bold that he dared to kick over the Qilin God's screen, exposing the wooden sculpture to the public.

He anxiously wiped the cold sweat from his face, and after rolling his eyes, he finally came up with a new idea.

Therefore, the Qilin God Envoy looked at the big wooden sculpture with a look of regret, and shouted loudly: "Master Qilin God, it is my fault that I failed to protect you and let this evil demon hurt you again."

After shouting this, he suddenly pointed at Xu Jinhuan.

"You bold evil demon, you actually caused Lord Qilin God to be injured to such an extent that he had to return to heaven to recuperate. If I don't kill you today, how can I be worthy of Lord Qilin God's trust!"

The words of the Qilin God's messenger explained why the Qilin God had turned into a wooden sculpture. The believers quickly believed his explanation and immediately glared at Xu Jinhuan on the stage.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Revenge for the Kirin God!"

Xu Jinhuan sneered, "I am just an 'evil demon', but I can hurt your powerful Qilin God so badly. Then the gods are just like this. It's better to believe in the evil demon."

The believers, who were just filled with indignation, fell silent for a moment after hearing Xu Jinhuan's words.

They blinked their eyes, thought carefully, and actually felt that the words of this evil demon seemed to make a little sense.

"You know what, this evil demon is indeed more powerful than the Qilin God."

"That's right. I used to think the Qilin God was very powerful, but now I see that he can't even resist an evil demon. How can he fulfill our wishes?"

"I don't know if this offering to the evil spirits will be of any use..."

The Qilin God Envoy on the stage did not expect that the dilemma he had painstakingly thought out would be broken by Mr. Xu in just a few words, and even made the originally loyal believers have other little ideas.

It's really a case of losing both the lady and the army!

When Mr. Zhou, the richest man sitting in the audience, saw this, he looked at the Qilin Envoy on the stage with disdain. He thought that the person sent by his master had very poor vision. Why did he choose such a person as the Envoy?

While complaining in his heart, he stood up from his seat and spoke loudly.

"Everyone, please be patient. The Qilin God has always been merciful. I think the reason why he was injured must be that when he was fighting with the evil demon, he was trying to protect everyone from being hurt, so the evil demon took advantage of him."

After saying that, Mr. Zhou glanced at Xu Jinhuan on the stage and continued.

“Besides, what good can a demon who has been called evil since ancient times have? Maybe he can repair chains so well because he persecuted thousands of hardworking people.

If you really believe the evil spirit's lies and choose to worship him, your whole family might be eaten by him one day, so please think twice."

A few words from Mr. Zhou, the richest man, instantly changed everyone's mind.

"Mr. Zhou is right. Why didn't I think of that? What if my wish doesn't come true and I'm eaten by the evil spirit? I won't even have a place to cry."

"Yeah, I was thinking of offering it as a try, luckily it was just a thought."

"Kill the evil demon and bring peace back to Tongqiao County!"

The Qilin Envoy gave the richest man Zhou a thankful smile and was just about to press on to seize the opportunity to execute the evil demon on the stage when he heard a sudden noise coming from the outermost part of the open space.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

"Keep your arms and legs down, it will be bad if you bump into someone."

"Who are you? Why are you cutting in line? We waited in line for an hour to get a spot here."

"Oh my dear, you really dare to run into the edge of the knife. Don't you see the person in front of you? That's the notorious Mr. Lin San!"

The few people who were originally arguing shut up obediently and said nothing as soon as they heard the name of Mr. Lin Sanye.

The Qilin God Envoy on the stage looked at Master Lin San and the burly thug standing behind him, and couldn't help but frowned.

But in this situation, he obviously couldn't tear his face with Mr. Lin San, so he smiled and said, "Everyone who came from afar is a guest, why don't you invite Mr. Lin San to take a seat."

But Master Lin San did not take a seat. Instead, he said with a half-smile, "I am not here to wait for the Qilin God to bless me today."

The Qilin God's Envoy frowned slightly when he heard this, and then he noticed the tray in Master Lin San's hand. The things on the tray were covered with a red cloth.

"Are you here to give me a gift?"

Apart from this idea, the Qilin God Envoy couldn't think of anything else, so he asked out loud.

Uncle Lin San smiled and shook his head as he gently took off the red cloth, and the things underneath the red cloth were soon revealed.

It turned out to be a golden statue of a god.

The Qilin God's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he shouted angrily.

"Lin Lao San, I call you Master Lin San to give you face. You are so bold that you dare to bring other statues to the Qilin God!"

Uncle Lin San said fearlessly, "Today, the local god of Tongqiao County appeared in my dream and told me that a false god was created by someone and he was trying to murder the people of Tongqiao.

Although I, Lin Laosan, am not a good person, I will not allow outsiders to bully us Tongqiao people.

Qilin God Envoy, I swear to heaven that the statue in my hand is a true god. If what I just said is a lie, heaven will strike me with five thunderbolts. Do you dare to swear with your false god?"

Uncle Lin's words were like a huge stone thrown into a stream, splashing huge water.