Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 712 The final chapter of the return of the gods 1
"why?"

The proprietress seems to think this question is funny.

"The gods are not worshiped by the common people, naturally because they are not effective."

Having said that, she lowered her volume.

"Madam, let me remind you, be careful of the person who asks you to come to the temple. This temple is not just ineffective, it has some evil ways. The person who asked you to come must have no good intentions..."

Quan Jiu and Shen Lang looked at each other, and Shen Lang said in a deep voice:
"Which god is enshrined in this temple?"

The proprietress shook her head:
"I don't know, the age is too long, anyway, according to the elders of the ancestors, the reason why the sky in Jier Town is so weird is because this god abandoned us, let us live in the dark for generations, never see the light again. "

It is precisely because of this statement that Jill Town is also known as the "Cursed Town". The entire town's dawn time only adds up to two and a half hours.

Quan Jiu inquired about other things, but the information provided by the proprietress was not important. Finally, after asking about the location of the temple, she went upstairs with Shen Lang.

.........

When Quan Jiu woke up, it was Si time, converted to modern time, it was nine o'clock in the morning, but it was still pitch black outside the window.

The stove in the room was burning brightly, and a few scarlet sparks splashed occasionally. She didn't feel cold, and looked back at the man who was still sleeping, she raised her fingertips and tapped on the tip of his nose.

The man's long and narrow black eyes opened, and his voice was deep and deep when he got up early:

"Don't sleep?"

Quan Jiu: "Maybe I slept too much in the carriage."

She glanced at the sleepy Shen Lang, and deliberately pinched her throat:

"Your Majesty, you have never been so depraved before."

Going to court at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, with unlimited energy every day, is a proper model worker of the times.

Shen Lang dozed off with his eyes closed, and stretched out his hand skillfully to embrace him in his arms:
"It seems that I have learned badly from my concubine."

Quan Jiu tapped his chest from time to time with his fingertips:
"It's not a good idea to say that, if those old men from the Meng Kingdom hear it, they will probably join their names and report that I am a vixen who bewitches the Sacred Heart..."

Shen Lang grabbed her troubled hand: "They were right this time."

She was a little fox who bewitched him.

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "I don't admit it, how did I deceive His Majesty?"

It was clearly that he was not strong enough.

Shen Lang's drowsiness was mostly awakened by her, and he didn't sleep at all:
"You lying here is the biggest temptation to me."

The two were tossing again in the room.

When Quan Jiu's hungry heart was pressed against his back, the faint morning light came out of the window.

"It's finally dawn."

The night in Jill Town is too long.

Shen Lang had already dressed, and tied the red cloak for her.

"You can go downstairs to eat."

After dinner, the group planned to go to the temple. The proprietress persuaded them for a long time, but seeing that they were determined to go their own way, they had no choice but to give up. Before leaving, they even gave Quan Jiu a peace talisman.

"Take it with you, keep it safe."

Quan Jiu thanked him and followed the team to set off.

After about an hour and a half, there was the shadow of the temple in front of us.

Shen San looked at the building that could hardly be seen as a house not far away, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his tone was suspicious:
"My lord...it seems to be here."

In a radius of several miles, only here are buildings other than ice and snow.

A group of people approached, only to find that the wooden sign at the door was engraved with two large characters of "Temple".

The good house number fell to the ground and mixed with a pile of weeds at the door.

Shen San looked at the dilapidated wall: "This is too dilapidated..."

There are four walls in the whole yard, and none of them is good.

Entering the yard, there are bricks and tiles everywhere, and the broken soil falls on the tiles, and a clump of grass grows tough.

Quan Jiu kept looking around vigilantly, but he didn't find the passageway. Since it wasn't outside, it could only be inside.

She opened her legs and was about to enter the room, but Shen Lang took a step ahead of her:
"There are many things on the ground, follow me, don't fall."

The two entered the room one after the other, and Nai Tuanzi followed Shen San.

As soon as he entered the door, Quan Jiu was shocked by the statue in front of him.

The statue is tall, more than ten meters high, three or four floors high, occupying half of the entire temple. Standing in front of the statue, they had to look up, their figures were extremely small.

Shen Lang's eyes were thoughtful: "In such a large temple, only this statue is enshrined."

The incense burner stand in front of the statue is more than ten meters long. Looking over, there are about twenty incense candle stands. Unfortunately, there is not a single incense candle inside.

Quan Jiu said with emotion: "It's not hard to imagine the bustling scene before the temple fell."

There are so many believers in such a remote town, it has to be said that this god does have something.

At this moment, Naituanzi suddenly exclaimed:

"Changxi, A-Lang, what do you think this is!?"

He pointed to the face of the idol.

Because the statue was too high, Quan Jiu didn't see its face clearly, until Nai Tuanzi reminded her that she stood on the threshold beside her and looked up.

Seeing this, she was stunned, her tone slightly startled.

"The face of this idol... was scratched with a knife?"

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Even if you don't believe in or worship, there is no need to do such a rebellious thing, unless the person who scratched the statue has some deep hatred for the statue.

In the space of the Lord God.

001 knew that Quan Jiu would go to the temple today, so he waited early in the morning. When he first saw the tall and majestic statue, his heart trembled. His first reaction was to know what the statue looked like.

Unfortunately, the statue's face is full of dense knife marks, which perfectly cover its original facial features.

Only his one-inch left eye, the lower left corner, escaped the knife attack.

The face of the idol was full of knife marks, and it should have been hideous and ugly, but from the surviving inch of his left eye, he read a trace of compassion and peace.

The corners of its mouth hooked, as if its believers were just ignorant children who were cruelly scratching with a sharp blade. It indulged them in small fights, and because of its tolerance, it exuded an indescribable divinity.

001 stared at the statue, feeling a sense of disappointment in his heart, and at the same time, a trace of anger in his heart...

Feeling his own emotions, he was taken aback.

It's just a Buddha statue, why should he be lost?And why are you angry? ?
Xu Shi was infected by the atmosphere of the temple, and Quan Jiu looked at the scarred and mottled statue, feeling inexplicably sad.

The idol has always tolerated and protected its believers, but in the end, it became an abandoned god, standing in the frosty northern land, no one knew about it, and no one cared about it.

When Quan Jiu entered the room, he wanted to pick some gold from the Buddha statue, but right now, she was being kind for a while, and she was a bit reluctant to do so.

(End of this chapter)