City: The Dragon King Returning from Journey to the West

Chapter 24 To Dream
The village head quickly called and called a few young and strong people to help push the cart.

"Hi yo—hi yo—"

The car finally turned over.

Wu Zhipeng checked it. Except that the door was slightly deformed and two pieces of window glass were broken, there was no other damage to the car.

Obviously, the Dragon King was merciful.

"Village chief, what's going on?" A villager approached the village chief and asked.

The village head glared at him and said, "Don't inquire!"

Wu Zhipeng took out a pack of cigarettes, "I'm sorry to trouble everyone, let's share the cigarettes."

Afterwards, the three got into the car and drove out of the village with a heavy heart.

This time, they didn't even dare to speak.

After the car left, the village chief told everyone what he had seen before.

"Ah, the Dragon Lord is angry, so if we help him push the cart, will it be okay?"

"Probably not, we are also happy to help others."

"Come on, let's kowtow to Lord Dragon."

Several villagers who helped him rushed to the Dragon King Temple to kowtow, and contributed some power of faith to Li Yu.

Li Yu practiced with the power of faith, and then added the light of merit to continuously cleanse the impurities in the soul and even the body, and his cultivation can be described as rapid progress.

At this moment, he was sitting in the Dragon King Temple. As far as his eyes could see, he was in his divine realm, and every plant and tree was extremely clear.

The fish and shrimp in the river are playing and swimming, as if they are right in front of you.

With Li Yu's mana running, the domain of the gods began to expand, and soon covered several nearby villages.

"What's going on here?"

In an old house in Wangjiawuchang, a neighboring village, there was a gloomy atmosphere.

There was a howling sound from the house.

With a thought in Li Yu's mind, his spirit came to the outside of the old house.

This is an old wooden structure house with a decayed atmosphere.

The sound of wailing came from the house on the left, which was very dark.

The sun was setting now, but it was not dark yet.

If it's night, wouldn't it become a haunted house?

Li Yu's eyes fell on the corner of the wall directly opposite the hall.

There was a table with a tablet on it, and a photo pasted on it, the color was a bit bright.

There is a long burning lamp under the tablet, and a few sticks of incense are burning slowly in the incense burner.

In the house on the left, young and old gathered together, and on a bed, a gray-haired woman in her sixties was firmly tied up.

"Mom, wake up."

"What's the matter?"

"Grandma, grandma..."

The woman on the bed was struggling hard, her eyes were red, and the veins on her arms were protruding.

There was a long gash on her forehead, and blood crawled down her cheek like an earthworm.

A towel was stuffed in her mouth.

Li Yu took a closer look, and suddenly saw a thin man leaning over and saying something in the woman's ear, and a strong yin energy emanated from him.

The person who was howling and calling by the bed turned a blind eye to this man.

It was a ghost, exactly the man in the photo on the tablet in the living room.

Li Yu stretched out his hand to touch the void, and the ghost floated up involuntarily, with a ferocious face, and opened his mouth, the corner of the mouth split to the back of his head.

It stared at Li Yu firmly and roared angrily.

In the room, a gust of wind seemed to blow out of nowhere.

Clothes flew and the windows crackled.

The person beside the bed was terrified, uttered a cry, and ran out.

The old woman who was tied up slowly calmed down.

With a wave of Li Yu's hand, a wave of spiritual power enveloped the ghost, and with a slight shock, the ghost dissipated.

The cold atmosphere in the room slowly dissipated.

At this time, the old woman on the bed closed her eyes, her expression was peaceful, but she fell asleep.

Outside the house, when several people heard the movement and disappeared, the old woman's son went in boldly, and he was relieved to see his mother had fallen asleep.

Walking out of the house, he said: "I heard that the Dragon King Temple in Qinglong Bay is very spiritual, let's go to burn incense and kowtow, this afternoon, I'm afraid we will all..."

His wife said: "Dragon King Temple, can it work?"

At this moment, the old woman's call came from the house.

The family hurried into the house.

The towel in the old woman's mouth had fallen off at some point, she was full of tears, and said indignantly: "Just now, Lord Dragon gave me a dream. Before that, it was your dead father who caused the trouble. Hurry up and take away your father's memorial tablet." Come down, don't burn incense except during festivals!"

"Really...Really?" The son wondered.

For the past two days, his mother has been delirious, talking about how his father is lonely and wants to accompany him.

Today, she actually slammed her head into the wall. Fortunately, her strength is not strong, only her forehead was injured.

The family quickly tied her up.

Looking back on the past few days, what my mother said was obviously correct.

The family quickly untied the old woman.

Regardless of the injury on her forehead, the old woman ran to extinguish the incense in the living room, and then threw her husband's tablet directly into the fire to burn it.

"Go to the Dragon King Temple to burn incense now." After finishing all this, the old woman said kindly.

The family sat in a van and soon arrived at the Dragon King Temple.

As soon as they entered the door, smelling the incense in the temple, the whole family immediately felt refreshed, and the haze that weighed on their hearts was swept away.

Inside the main hall, the old woman looked up and saw the eyes of the Dragon King looking at her, full of majesty.

She knelt down with a puff, and kowtowed, ignoring the wound on her forehead.

Her son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren also kowtowed.

Wisps of faith rose from them.

at the same time.

A ray of purple merit power floated from the sky and fell into Li Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The harvest is good." Li Yu was very happy.

Early in the morning.

Song Fan brought an assistant to the Dragon King Temple.

He brought several professionals to prepare to repair the Dragon King Temple.

Several workers and painters were hired by him at a high price.

Also found a lot of information.

As soon as I entered the temple gate, I saw a figure standing in front of the Dragon King statue with hands behind his back.

At this moment, Song Fan's expression was in a trance, and he felt that the back image was shrouded in a hazy halo, which made people feel awe.

"Who is this person?"

"What is he doing in Dragon King Temple?"

Song Fan was in awe and didn't dare to disturb Li Yu, and knelt down respectfully and kowtowed in front of the Dragon King statue.

He is already a fanatic, and he can contribute 10 strands of golden power of faith every day.

In addition, even burning incense and kowtow will not increase the power of faith.

Of course, if he also becomes a god or immortal, it will provide more power of faith.

Li Yu had already noticed Song Fan's arrival, and he revealed his real body on purpose.

He decided to take the initiative in the future.

After all, faith needs to be managed, and we cannot wait for others to come to our door.

There will be no pies in the sky, let alone the light of merit and virtue falling in vain.

He was going to take the initiative to contact those abnormal phenomena.

Maybe you can get a lot of benefits from it.

This Song Fan is his fanatic, and he has many live broadcast fans, so he can use it.

After Song Fan kowtowed and stood up, Li Yu was nowhere to be seen. He was stunned for a moment, and then arranged for the workers and painters to get busy.

At noon, Song Fan was lying in the car for a lunch break. Just as he closed his eyes, he stood in front of the Dragon King Temple and saw Li Yu coming out of the Dragon King Statue and turning into a green dragon, circling in the air.When he knelt down and kowtowed, Qinglong lowered his head and nodded slightly to him.

　Please collect, collect, collect, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)