Ning Zhishui felt strange.
Because the temple was full of villagers coming and going, no one seemed to notice the commotion. Everyone was devoutly burning incense and worshiping the gods, and then kowtowed and left.
Are they used to it, or are they just not able to see it at all?
Could this be the "power of incense" that people talk about? Then where are the Nazhu beads they are talking about?
Ning Zhishui felt it carefully and found that the movement was indeed very small, like a wisp of smoke floating past, but it was definitely not invisible.
However, now was not a good time to ask, so Ning Zhishui kept his doubts in his heart and planned to ask his aunt after returning.
Seeing that the Du family had finished worshipping the gods and had already stood up and walked out, Ning Zhishui also walked towards them.
"Wait."
An arm suddenly appeared in front of Ning Zhishui. If she hadn't stopped in time, she would have crashed into it.
And I don't know if the position of this person's stretch is intentional or a coincidence...
Ning Zhishui lowered his head and glanced at his chest, his eyes slightly gloomy.
"What are you doing?" Ning Zhishui raised his head and looked at Lao Xu coldly.
Old Xu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you bow?"
"I'm not from the village." Ning Zhishui replied.
If the sculpture in front of him is really the wandering cultivator Hong Jin who has already ascended to heaven, then Ning Zhishui would have no objection to paying homage to him.
But she knew very well that this was not Hong Jin, but that old thief Jin Zhao!
Ning Zhishui will never forget the grudge of those people kicking her on the ladder to heaven.
What kind of dream is that of asking her to kneel down and worship this man?
"Since you are here, you must pay your respects," said Old Xu.
Old Xu's companion, another middle-aged male cultivator, the Qin envoy, looked at him and couldn't help but reveal a hidden smile.
Forcing people to worship the gods is fake, the real purpose is to tease the pretty girl!
The Qin envoy saw what Old Xu was up to, but he had no intention of stopping him.
Everyone has been bored to death working for the master these days, so this can be considered a way to have fun.
"Really? There is such a logic? I wonder who decided it." Ning Zhishui sneered.
"I decided it. So, do you still want to resist?" Old Xu's face darkened.
"Gentlemen, Xiao Ning is not from the village. She came here just to follow us. We will take her back now." Uncle Du saw that something was wrong and hurried over to pull Ning Zhishui behind him, putting on an apologetic smile.
Ning Zhishui, however, took out a sword with a cold expression, grasped the hilt, and half-unsheathed it. "What if I resist?"
He actually looked like he was ready to fight to the death if they had a disagreement!
The Qin envoy's scalp tingled, and he grabbed Old Xu who was about to speak and said, "It's nothing, you can go back."
Then he turned around and glared at Lao Xu, advising him to be patient and not pursue the matter any further.
Old Xu gritted his teeth and watched Ning Zhishui and the Du family leave.
"This little girl has such a bad temper. Why are you trying to stop me? Otherwise, I'll definitely teach her a lesson."
Old Xu was also very angry. These days, when he went to the village, everyone who saw him had to smile and call him "Sir".
In fact, he is just a lackey under his master and cannot be considered a big shot. However, he has lost himself in the constant calls of "sir" and now he will not tolerate any disobedience.
"The master has repeatedly instructed us not to cause trouble outside. If that girl were a soft-tempered one, you could just bully her, but she's so violent. What if you guys get into a fight and things get out of hand?" The Qin envoy advised. "Also, didn't you see her sword clearly?"
"What sword? What's wrong with her sword?" Old Xu was puzzled.
"That's made of Biping stone, it's very expensive." The Qin envoy looked at him speechlessly, "What does this mean? It means that the person has a great background!"
He has a background and a violent temper, which means he is not easy to bully, but he is not someone who will swallow his anger in silence.
If they ruin their master's big plan just to gain a little advantage, they can't bear the consequences.
Old Xu's eyes lit up after hearing this. "He's a wealthy man! Isn't that even better?"
"Old Xu, don't have any evil thoughts. It's more important to do your master's work well!"
"I know, I know."
Old Xu agreed verbally, but his eyes were deep.
He turned sideways to avoid the Qin envoy's gaze, frowned and scolded the villagers, "Hurry up, what are you wasting time on!"
Ning Zhishui returned home with the Du family's three members. On the way, she heard the aunt repeatedly admonishing her not to annoy those people.
"Those people are very fierce, you can't offend them. You have to protect yourself when you go out alone..."
Ning Zhishui listened with a smile and nodded from time to time.
Seeing that she was so well-behaved, the aunt finally felt relieved.
It was getting dark, and seeing that no villagers were going to the temple anymore, Ning Zhishui quietly left the Du family.
I don’t know what those people are going to do, but they will definitely avoid people when doing things and will wait until everyone leaves before starting.
Ning Zhishui quietly sneaked to the Shangxian Temple, and taking advantage of the darkness, he did not use the transparent jade silk immediately.
There was no one at the temple gate tonight, but several figures could be seen inside through the window.
The temple door was closed, so Ning Zhishui went close to the window and put his ear close to it.
The rain still didn't stop. Although it was a little lighter than yesterday, it still made Ning Zhishui feel a little difficult to listen.
This won't work.
Ning Zhishui frowned, thought for a moment, and then walked to the main entrance.
The people inside were talking when they heard a sudden gust of wind outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.
"Bang!"
The four of them were stunned, looked at each other, and asked, "Who is it?"
But no one answered the door.
"Pestle, go and take a look."
"oh."
Chuzi opened the door, walked out and looked, then shook his head, "There's no one there. It must be a branch that was blown off by the wind and hit the door."
He was holding a broken branch in his hand.
"Okay, close the door and don't let anyone see us," said the Qin envoy.
"Old Qin, you're just too cautious. You're afraid of this and that, and you're overly cautious." Old Xu sneered, unconcerned. "In this poor village, everyone is so weak. What could they understand? Even if they saw it, they'd be completely confused."
"It's better to be careful. We are working for our master. If we mess up, can you bear the consequences?" asked the Qin envoy.
Old Xu's ears were almost callused. He turned his head impatiently and asked, "Lao Niu, hurry up and get to work."
"oh."
The honest man agreed and carefully took out a bead from his Qiankun bag.
The bead is about the size of four crystals, is pitch black, and seems to have some weight when held in the hand.
While Lao Niu was taking the beads, Lao Xu also moved. He went around to the back of the statue, flipped a switch, and then took something out of it.
Ning Zhishui, who had sneaked in while the door was open, was now in a transparent state. She stood behind a pillar in the temple, observing everything silently.
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