Chapter 131: Ah Gui, do you understand compassion? Ye Lu doesn’t know why…
Ye Lu had put on a black crown robe without knowing when. On the crown robe were embroidered images of the sun, moon, stars, ghosts and monsters, a golden crow shining on the earth, and mountains and rivers stretching for thousands of miles. At the bottom of the crown robe were also the hideous-looking ghosts of the underworld.
Ye Lu's long black hair was tied up by the jade crown, revealing his noble and handsome face. His narrow eyes were smiling, and when he restrained his smile, his original majesty was revealed.
He stood on the ground as if he was standing on his own throne, and the surrounding lands embraced him as king, respected him, worshipped him, and then surrounded him.
When Ye Lu used his talent, Xi Mingren automatically and consciously stepped back a few steps. There was something evil in his blood, and he was naturally suppressed by the Son of Taishan God. If he didn't dodge quickly, he would get hurt.
But the Taoist's appearance made him think of the past.
The playful man looked at Ye Lu's dignified and noble appearance in front of him, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. When he was still a child, he saw that the Taoist looked like this. He lowered his head slightly, stretched out a hand to him, and asked him if he was willing to follow him.
It feels so good. He hasn’t seen the Taoist priest’s serious look for a long time and he can’t help but miss it.
"............" The playful man raised his head and glanced at the ghost book student in the sky, his cheeks puffed up. Forget it, it seems there is no chance.
The Great Drought Mother saw that her attack was blocked, but she didn't care. On the contrary, she looked at the figure of the little god with a more greedy look. She stuck out her slender snake tongue and licked the corner of her lips. That's what she wanted. A god with some strength, how could he help her without any strength?
"......" The ghost book student was hit and couldn't help frowning. This evil god was so powerful, and there was constant resentment and hatred on his body. How could such a monster be called a god? It was more like a demon than the evil devil.
The Great Drought Mother's snake-like eyes were fixed on the figure above, looking for His flaws. Almost at the moment when the weak point of the light blue barrier was exposed, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of the Great Drought Mother's mouth, and her thick snake tail flashed at lightning speed and slammed heavily on the barrier.
A sound like silk being torn apart rang in everyone's ears.
The pale blue figure in the sky paused, and the light became visibly weaker with the naked eye, and it flickered weakly for several times.
The Great Drought Mother succeeded in her attack and showed no intention of retreating, her scaly hands reaching straight for the light green figure.
Everyone in He Village below turned pale. They had been closely watching every move above. What happened just now? It seemed that the God of Food and Beverage had fallen into a disadvantage.
Qian Bacun couldn't help showing a little anxiety and subconsciously wanted to go forward.
"Stop." Then an arm appeared in front of Qian Bacun, blocking his way: "Where do you want to go?"
Qian Bacun looked up and saw the face of the man who had brought disaster to him.
"Hurry up, hurry up, let's go forward to help. Fude Zhengshen is injured. I think the big snake has bad intentions and will definitely harm our Fude Zhengshen." Qian Bacun opened his mouth and explained hurriedly.
"He's fine, there's no need for you to save him. In that situation, you'd better protect yourselves." The Ximing man was driven here by Ye Lu to protect the villagers. He was in a bad mood and spoke very rudely.
Qian Bacun didn't really care, mainly because that's how people usually talk, and everyone is used to it.
As soon as Qian Bacun heard what Ximingren said, he stopped walking forward. His tone was so certain? Qian Bacun looked Ximingren up and down, but Ximingren's expression was no different from usual, and he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.
Qian Bacun now recalled that the god who eats wind and drinks dew seemed to have been first said by He Sijiu, who was said to let them worship the wind and river water. The original words were said by Lu Wazi.
When Fourth Uncle He said this, his expression showed agreement, and he also said that Lu Wazi's talent might be in the same area, so maybe he was the one who saw something.
As everyone knows, the three Chongshan brothers have always had a good relationship, and the two boys, Agui and Axi, are about to change their surnames to He.
So? Could it be Lu Wazi's arrangement?
Qian Bacun thought for a moment and asked, "Axiwawa, where is Luwazi?"
The man said without hesitation: "Brother Lu is preparing for the sacrifice. The deity is a legitimate deity. Brother Lu said that the sacrifice cannot be performed in the same way as before. There must be rules. He is doing it now. He will help the deity later."
The method that Xi Mingren mentioned was instructed by Ye Lu. There was no other way. From the current perspective, the ghost book student had no intention of revealing his identity. So it would be better not to reveal it and just hint at the direction of the priest.
As expected, Qian Bacun stopped talking and asked cautiously, "Then what can we do?" It would not do to just let them watch.
The playful man said briefly and in a shocked tone, "Wait a minute, pray."
"This deity is the one you awakened in the beginning, so continue to pray in the same way as before. Brother Lu said you can do more than you thought."
Qian Bacun nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, I'll inform the other tricksters and the people in the village."
Ximingren watched Qian Bacun go back quickly, but he himself had no intention of going back to look for Ye Lu. Instead, he just stayed under the big tree, quietly waiting for something to happen.
Rough, scaly hands clawed at him.
This big hand was so huge. The Great Drought Mother herself was more like a moving mountain, and its arm was more like a Xiaoshan Mountain. However, its speed was terrifying. The Ghost Book Student had a serious face and narrowly avoided the hand that was grabbing him. But at the moment he turned around, the big hand seemed to know what the Ghost Book Student was planning, and it accelerated suddenly and grabbed the Ghost Book Student's waist.
The ghost book student's waist was scratched and a bloody wound was left.
".......Hiss." The ghost scholar frowned tightly and cried out in pain. Soon, he returned to his original expressionless look and slowly relaxed.
The Great Drought Mother looked at the flesh and blood on her fingertips with satisfaction. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed the flesh and blood that were growing on the ghost book on her fingertips. She closed her eyes and could feel the clear breath of the deity. The Great Drought Mother revealed a satisfied smile.
It tastes really good?
The ghost book student didn't care about the injury on his waist, but he would care about the fields and the people below. In the ghost book student's vision, the drought bad luck of the drought mother could be seen everywhere. At the moment when the clear wind and clear water barrier was broken, these unscrupulous drought bad lucks were eager to attack the people at the entrance of the village.
It seemed that the bad luck of drought was only one step away from entangling Helan, the leader.
The ghost book student looked even uglier.
We can't let the bad luck of drought go any further. The ghost book can see clearly that this thing can entangle living beings without anyone noticing. Over time, the bad luck of drought will corrode the consciousness of living beings, devour their luck and vitality, and turn them into puppets that only obey the orders of the Great Drought Mother.
"Damn it!" The ghost scholar cursed inwardly at the difficulty of the drought mother, while trying hard to think of a solution.
Suddenly, a calm but powerful voice sounded beside the ghost scholar's ear. He was somewhat familiar with the voice. The owner of the voice seemed to be persuading him helplessly: "Ah Ghost, the time is up. You should become a god."
"............!" The ghost scholar was stunned and subconsciously looked towards the direction of the voice. He saw Ye Lu, who was wearing a black crown, looking at him with an elegant demeanor and a smile.
The ghost scholar didn't know how to respond, and he was not sure whether he could become a god.
"Ah ghost, do you understand compassion?"
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