Age of Terror: I, City God, Start To Sign In

Early the next morning.

As soon as Wang Dazhu arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, he saw that there were already many people around the temple gate.

Can't help but smile.

In the past few days, news of the city god’s manifestation and safety and blessings has also been thoroughly spread, and as a result, more and more citizens come to the city’s temple.

Even people from many nearby cities and counties came here specially.

I want to see if Chenghuang is really as alive as the rumors.

There is also no shortage of people who have encountered strange things and specifically come to ask the city's blessings.

With the increasing number of pilgrims, the businesses that opened incense candle shops and farmhouses before have become more and more prosperous, and they are simply too busy.

His villagers also opened farmhouses and incense candle shops.

The current Jixiang Village is completely prosperous.

In the future, it will be more prosperous.

Wang Dazhu walked quickly to the door of the temple. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a girl lying in the middle of the temple, with clothes that looked tattered.

Can't help being taken aback.

This Chenghuang Temple was locked from the outside. Where did this little girl emerge from?

He quickly went up and patted Yang Yuzhu on the cheek. Yang Yuzhu woke up in a daze, and looked around in confusion: "Where is this...?"

Wang Dazhu's eyes were surprised: "Little girl, this is Chenghuang Temple, why are you here?"

"I... why am I here?"

Yang Yuzhu tried hard to think back, but couldn't remember what happened.

She felt as if she had forgotten something.

At this time.

The villagers and other pilgrims of Jixiang Village also gathered around, and all talked one by one:

"Little girl, what's your name? Where do you live?"

"Is this little girl stupid? Asking nothing to say?"

"The village chief, or call the police!"

suddenly.

"Yuzhu, is it really Yuzhu?" A surprised voice sounded, and Yang Yihui rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He never expected that his daughter, who had been missing for more than a month, would appear here.

At the moment he saw Yang Yuzhu, Yang Yihui's wife rushed up.

Kneeling on the ground all of a sudden, hugged Yang Yuzhu tightly.

"Yu Zhu, where have you been during this time? Do you know that we are all worried about you?"

While talking, tears flowed down.

"Patter!"

"Patter!"

Drops of hot tears kept falling on Yang Yuzhu's hands.

Only then did Yang Yuzhu recover from the daze.

"Wow," he cried heartbreakingly: "Mom, I was wrong. I will never dare not stay overnight again. I really know I was wrong!"

Yang Yuzhu burst into tears.

As if wanting to cry all the grievances in my heart.

Although Qin Feng had erased Yang Yuzhu's memory, the fear in his bones could not be eliminated.

These all take time.

Yang Yihui also walked up quickly, but instead of hugging his wife and daughter, he wiped his eyes and knelt on the futon with a "puff".

"Thank you Chenghuangye for helping us find our daughter!"

"Thank you Chenghuangye!"

Yang Yihui knocked his head again and again, and banged his head.

Everyone around was also stunned by this scene.

So this girl didn't appear here for no reason, but was found by Lord Chenghuang?

"This is the manifestation of Lord Chenghuang!" Wang Dazhu shouted loudly, and instantly awakened everyone around him.

"Puff! Puff!"

Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed again and again.

At this time.

Yang Yihui’s wife wiped a tear, and quickly grabbed her daughter: "Yuzhu, hurry, kowtow to Lord Chenghuang. Were it not for the protection of Lord Chenghuang, we really don’t know when we can find you!”

Yang Yuzhu was dragged to his knees on the ground.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the image of Chenghuang God.

Suddenly, a man covered in golden light appeared in her mind, and those eyes were exactly like this god.

"Yes... Chenghuang saved me!" Yang Yuzhu blurted out.

This sentence also made everyone around him even more convinced.

Yang Yihui suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Yuzhu, and asked excitedly: "Yuzhu, have you seen the city god?"

Yang Yuzhu nodded affirmatively: "I have seen those eyes."

Hearing this, Yang Yihui was already excited.

He held his breath abruptly.

He Yang Yihui He Dehe Neng unexpectedly asked Lord Chenghuang to save his daughter in person.

no!

How can it be done just by kowtow?

He got up and looked at Wang Dazhu who was aside, took a deep breath and said, "Excuse me, are you the principal of Chenghuang Temple?"

Wang Dazhu smiled and said, "I am Wang Dazhu, the mayor of Jixiang Village, and the blessing of Chenghuang Temple, but I am not a principal, I can only say that I am helping Chenghuangye look at the door."

Yang Yihui nodded slightly: "Hello, village chief. My name is Yang Yihui. I want to donate five million to repair the Chenghuang Temple. I wonder if I can leave it to you?"

"How many?"

Wang Dazhu's eyes widened suddenly.

He did not expect that Yang Yihui would donate so much money to Chenghuang Temple.

Five million, I'm afraid it will be able to build a new one, right?

Yang Yihui opened the mouth and said: "Master Chenghuang helped me find my daughter. I am very grateful. Even if I ran out of my wealth, I will not be able to repay Chenghuang's kindness. It is only a mere five million. I also hope that Chenghuang will not be offended."

Wang Dazhu took a deep breath.

Good guys!

A mere five million, this Yang Yihui is really rich!

In fact, the scale of the Chenghuang Temple is not small, but because it was abandoned for a long time and fell into disrepair for a long time, many places have been decayed, and the outside looks tattered.

Now someone is willing to pay, how could he be unhappy?

When their Jixiang Village becomes wealthy, they are raising money to build a larger Chenghuang Temple for Chenghuangye, but this temple can't be randomly selected.

You have to ask the Lord Chenghuang!

He nodded to Yang Yihui: "This matter is on my body!"

This word also reached Qin Feng's ears, and he glanced at Yang Yihui through the void, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

good.

This Yang Yihui also knows the Zhien Illustrated Report.

He turned his head to look at the little bit who was rubbing his arm around, his eyes a little helpless: "Little meat ball, sit down."

Xiaorouqiu is his nickname for Guiying.

Although the ghost is a little darker, in front of Qin Feng, it is no different from other babies.

A little chubby, isn't it just a little meatball?

Xiao Rouqiu groaned, released Qin Feng's arm, and looked at Qin Feng aggrievedly.

However, Qin Feng didn't seem to see it, and transported the ray of faith that he had just gained into Xiao Rouqiu's body.

In an instant.

A ray of black air emerged from the top of Little Meat Ball's head.

This is not ghost, but evil!

After studying the strategy for the development of the ghost infant, he discovered that the closeness of the ghost infant to him was mainly due to the contract, but his hostility had not been completely eliminated.

To eliminate it, it must be washed with incense.

Xiao Rouqiu's mouth slumped, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, but under the threat of Qin Feng's eyes, he did not dare to cry loudly.

After a while.

After the incense-washed ghost infant, the black on his skin has also faded a lot.

"It's almost the same in two days."

Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction, looked at the wronged little meatball, and hooked his chin with his fingers: "Well, when your hostility is eliminated, you can go out to play."

Little Meat Ball happily hugged Qin Feng's arm.

A series of "chuckling" laughter reverberated continuously in the Chenghuang Mansion, as if adding a hint of anger to the empty Chenghuang Mansion.