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It will take time for the Xuanguan Bureau to dispatch the plane. Jiang Zhen ran down the mountain and returned to Zhao's house. As soon as he entered the door, he said out of breath:
"Let's pack up quickly, we're leaving Yanghua Village soon."

Xu Minghuo was surprised: "Leaving so soon, has the ghost subdued it?"

Jiang Zhen: "The little temple master is staying on the mountain to restrain the ghosts, let's go quickly."

Fu Qiming stepped forward in an instant and said loudly: "My senior sister is facing the evil spirit alone on the mountain?"

Senior sister is so small, is it really okay?
Jiang Zhen looked serious: "Trust the ninth generation Xuanqing temple master, and I also left the black umbrella we specially brought at the gate of the temple."

Black Umbrella can be forcibly downgraded, downgrading the emperor-level ghost to the emperor-level.

When he left, he opened the umbrella and put it at the door, thinking that if Qi Susu was defeated, the black umbrella would be of help when he retreated to the door and prepared to go out.

Xu Minghuo understood what he meant, and asked curiously:

"We evacuated in such an emergency... is it because that ghost has a high level?"

Jiang Zhen nodded: "According to my estimation, there should be emperor class."

Emperor-level ghost, how many years have not shown up.

Xu Minghuo stopped asking immediately, turned to Fu Qiming and Tang Yuejin and said:
"You guys will evacuate with us in a while."

Jiang Zhen added: "Several helicopters will come to pick us up later."

Fu Qiming was still worried and anxious: "My senior sister is only six and a half years old this year..."

Jiang Zhen calmly comforted:

"But she is also a master of the orthodoxy. As a junior, you have to trust her."

That's what he said, Fu Qiming agreed to leave with them, but he was still worried.

Sitting on the edge of the Kang, Tang Yuejin also had concerns: "What about the crew?"

Jiang Zhen said bluntly: "They worship the temple many times, and the 'believers' who have already become ghosts will definitely die."

Tang Yuejin smiled bitterly: "I also have an octopus on my back, what am I?"

Jiang Zhen was at a loss for words.

He really didn't expect this.

Tang Yuejin and Xu Minghuo, who have black octopuses growing on their backs, will also become "believers" and be drawn into adults for what?
He is not sure.

But Qi Susu is not around, Jiang Zhen can't confirm it, so it's better to bite the bullet and answer:

"Come with us, maybe there is still a chance to escape."

Tang Yuejin nodded heavily.

After arranging the two, it's the most difficult mysterious man, Sang Bai.

Jiang Zhen turned to look at him, and saw that the man in front of him was dressed in white, with a stern face and a cold demeanor, he really didn't look like a mortal.

They entered the village because of the mountain god's harm.

But seeing the real person now, he has some doubts, is the murderer really him?
Jiang Zhen raised his hand and made a bow, with a complicated look on his face:

"I didn't expect you to be a mountain god. No wonder you're dressed so strangely."

One sentence caught the attention of several people.

Xu Minghuo asked in surprise: "You are a mountain god? Don't you say you are a child of the Sang family in the village?"

Although they didn't believe it at all, he did say so at the beginning.

Sang Bai nodded and admitted: "I am indeed a mountain god."

Jiang Zhen then asked:

"I just can't figure it out, why a dignified mountain god is reduced to the point where he is covered in blood and knocks on the window of the car in the middle of the night to ask for help."

Sang Bai had no choice but to say, "I'm at a loss for a while..."

Jiang Zhen looked at him directly: "I don't know if the mountain god would like to talk about the past."

Sang Bai hesitated slightly: "This..."

Xu Minghuo persuaded: "Our trip was originally due to the murder of the mountain god, but seeing that you are now in such a state of desperation, we don't know whether the murderer is you or not.

"It's better for the mountain god to talk about the past together. If there is anything that needs help, we will fully support it."

Sang Bai quickly denied: "I have never harmed anyone."

To prove it, he still gathers a little divine power in the palm of his hand.

The golden divine power is clear and bright, not stained with blood red at all.

Only then did Jiang Zhen and Xu Minghuo believe him.

Jiang Zhen: "Well, we believe that you have never harmed anyone, but how did you get into this?"

Sang Bai hesitated for a moment, but decided to share his experience:
"I was born not long ago, and my divine power is not yet strong. People in the village enshrine me and hope that the weather will be good every year. I try my best, but I can't always achieve what they want."

"Later, I don't know who built a temple in another place and enshrined a new god."

"That new god's mana is so powerful that the village harvests every year. Everyone gradually neglected me and put the best tribute on his table."

"I also know that my spiritual power is poor, and I have never complained about being left out, but the villagers decided to 'sacrifice to the gods' in order to better worship the new god."

Jiang Zhen was startled: "Sacrificing to the gods?"

This is an ancient sorcery, which roughly means that the weak gods are sacrificed to the powerful gods, so as to make the powerful gods stronger.

After all, the God Realm also has the weak and the strong.

But the key lies in the mild nature of divinity. Generally, powerful gods will not eat weak gods. They rely more on human beliefs and the essence of heaven and earth.

Those who successfully sacrificed to the gods were all evil gods.

But the one on the mountain seems to be an evil ghost, and he sacrificed the gods to feed the ghosts, these villagers are really...

Sang Bai continued to talk about these painful past events:
"My temple was destroyed, the statue of the god was buried in the ground, sprinkled with chicken blood, and a second temple of the new god was built on it."

Jiang Zhen asked: "Is it the one we worshiped when we entered the village?"

Sang Bai shook his head: "If there is no accident, it is the one where the little temple master is now."

Several people looked at each other.

Sang Bai continued: "If it is a real god, I have already been sacrificed, but the key is that it is an evil spirit. The ritual of worshiping the god can only help him gain control of the mountain, but it cannot completely replace me."

"That's why it came up with various methods, such as attacking and weakening me, taking away the emperor's life, etc., in an attempt to replace me."

Fu Qiming said "ah", Jiang Zhen looked at him with pity, and almost wrote on his face: "You are so miserable".

Sang Bai: "..."

Xu Minghuo asked: "Then what should you do now? Leave with us?"

Sang Bai shook his head, showing a wry smile: "The mountain god can't leave the mountain too far. Leave after a while, I'll go up the mountain to have a look."

"My statue is here, and I have not exhausted my strength. Maybe I can help her."

……

At this time, in the crew, the number of people who died in the afternoon suddenly increased.

As soon as everyone woke up, they saw five people lying there upright. Now, an hour later, four more died.

Frequent deaths caused great panic to the crew.

Everyone couldn't help but think again.

Who is the evil spirit?

The previous dissuasion by the director worked, and gradually some people began to doubt whether it was really forbidden to worship the temple.

They remembered that a few foreigners had entered the village. They didn't know which family they stayed at, but they had never visited a temple, and they had never heard of anyone's death.

Is it really wrong to worship a temple?

People were talking in low voices, and Sheng Xue was under tremendous pressure.