Although this kind of thing is invisible to ordinary people, it is a measure of the value of a mortal for ghosts.

You die, and even the Buddha does not dare to deceive you.

If you are low-key, even if it is a roadside kid who dares to confuse you and tease you.

Nowadays, the people in the grass shed are show talents, child-born level, regardless of their moral character, at least the character will not be too low, if the life is too low, they will not have a name in it.

The conceited talent who was dumped with cow dung, was full of confidence at this moment, and saw that Ning Cechen had failed to walk down from Baozhao, and he took the sacrifice and volunteered himself.

A moment later, the show had reached the top of the baocha.

Because of the demolition of half of the reason, just walked to the top of the storm and rain into the tower, and then add the top of the water, the average person without the power of the chicken is not easy to stand.

This show was still full of confidence before, but when it came to the top of the treasure, it was blown by the storm, the feet were fuzzy, and I saw again at this moment about the nearly twenty feet high, the face of the moment was pale, the body trembled, and the battle was not stable, and it knelt down directly.

"How can he be on his knees?"

Some students looked up and saw the initiative of this show to wonder.

"The wind and rain at the top of the treasure, I am afraid that it will not stand firm, but these are all small things, and see how this brother's platform burns the sacrifice and prays to the dragon king."

Some children are more understanding and have no sense of blame.

Li Xiuyuan's face changed at this time, and he saw that the shadow of the dark cloud was empty, and there was a dragon wandering around, and the surrounding storm seemed to be even more violent.

"My lord, this thing is not good, this show of life is not enough to support him and Wujiang Longwang talk, he will be in danger of staying in the face, the master of the government hastened to send someone to call him down."He took a few steps and said to the wise man.

Although he is very disgusted with this show talent, but it is just a quarrel, with the hegemony of the Wujiang Dragon King, this show talent is not enough, Ford is shallow, its end is definitely more serious, it can't be better or even die.

The zeitizen frowned and said, "At this critical moment, how can you stop and hurry to urge him, quickly burn the sacrifice, and pray to the Dragon King."

When even a servant shouts with his mouth open, urge the show to burn the sacrifice, don't waste time.

This cow dung show is now trembling kneeling on the top of the treasure, the heart is afraid and afraid, there are words of suffering.

He thought that he could go down by burning a sacrifice on this altar, and there was nothing else to do, who knew that the wind and rain were so great here that even people would be swept away, where he dared to stand up.

But the people below are urging again, and now this is difficult to ride a tiger, and can't do it.

At that moment, the show bit his teeth, trembling and trembling to stand up to the wall, and then took out the sacrifice from the bosom.

But the moment he just stood up, a strange tempest fell on his body, in the building was slippery, suddenly exclaimed, his body was not controlled to fly out.

“Oh! 🙂

A scream sounded, and the show fell from the top floor of the nearly twenty-year-old Baocha, accompanied by a loud cry, and the whole person fell on the nearby mud, and the blood was accompanied by the rain sputtering far away.

Falling, falling?

This scene appeared extremely fast, many people are not even in a hurry, at this moment to see the show fell in the moment of the sudden fear of the face pale, heart frenzy.

The show of the whole show and the child's door are also cold, there is no words to say, around the quiet, even the adults are full of trembling, as if the people who just fell to the ground are not show talent but him.

“Something really happened.”

Li Xiuyuan closed his eyes and did not want to see the terrible scene.

The life of this show talent is obviously still low, think about it, this show has just come here when it was lost a face of cow dung, ask such a person's life will be high?

The whole place was quiet for a while.

“Broken!”

Suddenly, a thunder thunder from the explosion of the dark cloud, and then saw a lightning break, smashed on the altar at the top of the treasure, and instantly split the altar and the tribute to the crack, fell directly from the treasure, and the show fell into a piece of ground like the show.

"How, how can the altar be destroyed, is the anger of the Wujiang Dragon King really unable to calm down?"

At this time, the adult's eyelids jumped, and at this moment he wanted to cry without tears.

He felt that his position was over, and when he died in the flood, he was finished.

"Whoever, who else will go to the stage to worship, to quell the wrath of the dragon king."The wise man jumped his feet in a hurry and urged the students on the left and right.

This is the last way left by the old wine festival, if not, it really is not.

But at this moment, the students around them are dodging, without indignation before, eager to try, and some only wince, and fear.

At this time, the door of the book was remembered, the meaning of the words before the old sacrifice of wine, why only the life of the noble people can go to the altar to worship, the real reason for this feeling is that only the life of the noble people can survive, the life of the people who are not enough may die in the face.

What is great, too popular, all are false, do not look at this at all.

Was the show that had just died bad?

But he had just stood up at the altar and was blown down by the wind, and the fall was torn apart, and the body was still lying there.

And the wind blowing down the show is strange, like a person behind you push you, away so far away can fall, this is the stupid people know that this is the dragon king angry, not an accident.

Not everyone here is a fool.

At this moment, when the adult of Zhifu spoke, there was no student who answered, but they just wanted to tear the sleeves of the sacrifice immediately, so as not to be named by the master of the house.

"Why, why do you talk to each other, you just sacrificed the third, you go to the burning of the sacrifice, worship the dragon king?"Suddenly, the adult pointed to a child.

The child's frightened face was cold sweating and trembling, but he did not know how to respond.

He thought it was a time for fame, knowing that it would threaten his own life.

As a result, he dared to show up there.

However, the master of the house can not not answer, if you push off the words and more faceless, immediately this book suddenly audible, covered the stomach said: "Little boy's stomach is very painful, small is afraid of being seriously ill, now it is very sad, small students to see the doctor..."

“People suddenly looked at him strangely.

“Fight to hell, you bastard.”

The man was furious and kicked in the body of this book.

The student did not fall to the ground, and continued to howl; "Little life really hurts, to die, to die."

“Take this waste down and turn back to his name.”The public’s face is particularly ugly.

Hearing this, the dead book student stood up again and said, "Mr. Zhifu, the disease of the young man is already safe, and I ask the master to wait a little, Xiaosheng, this treasure, and burn the sacrifice to worship the Dragon King."

“Don’t be forced.”He gritted his teeth.

The book says, “This is not forced, it is a righteous act, and there is no repentance.”

"Very well, let's try it."The face of the house is slightly calm.

The student immediately strode toward the treasure, and the broad sleeves swinged, and it looked dashing.

But not far away, I saw something flying out of the left-hand sleeve.

"Brother, please stay away, your sacrifice seems to be gone."Suddenly someone reminded me.

“Yes?”

The student was shocked, and he looked around and said, seeing that the sacrifice fell on the rain and was sad and angry: "It seems that the life of the little life is too shallow, even the door of the treasure can not enter, it is God's will, God's will."

"Asshole, you're still dare to talk nonsense here, I really think that the official can't be blind, it's clear that you deliberately threw out the sacrifice."

The wise man was angry at this time, and rushed out of the grass shed like a violent beating of this book student.

"The grown-ups are angry, there are heavy rains outside, and lightning is added, and the adults must not leave the grass shed."The left-hand officer quickly caught up with the knowledge.

The governor roared, "The officer must change the name of this waste, he must."

The student frightfully picked up the land of the sacrifice and ran, only praying that there were many readers here, and the adults did not know who their names were, and they could not reform their own names.

“Who else, and who wants to go back?”The wise man saw that the waste ran away, and shouted to the other books.

The other students are still hiding from the left and right, and no one answers.

"In the end, you can't help but take this trip, but sooner or later, you have to have a picture with the Wujiang Dragon King, and now."

Li Xiuyuan sighed, and stood out at this time, "My lord, I'll go."

The adult of Zhifu saw that no one had responded and wanted to break his mouth and scolded, but when he saw a student came out, he swallowed it immediately, and then he looked at him suspiciously, but he saw that this person was tall, handsome, extraordinary, different temperament and ordinary books, and his eyes were not afraid, and the anger of his heart was calmed down a lot.

“You go?”The officer does not seem to have seen the sacrifice you wrote."

Li Xiuyuan said, "Why the sacrifice, the mind is, the dragon king will appear."

“Okay, let me give you a try.”The wise man nodded, anyway, not on his own on the altar, regardless of who he went.

Li Xiu was far from saying nothing, but after giving a gift, he strode to the treasure.

"Brother Li, beware, the face of the storm is heavy."Ning Ceschen shouted.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."Li Xiuyuan said.

"..." Ning Cechen said, "I am not called national glory, and my son is called Ning Cechen."

"Don't worry about the little details."Li Xiuyuan smiled and disappeared in Baocha.

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