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Chapter 225 Good God (12)

I know that Qingfeng said "demon invasion" should refer to me, but I don't know who the Pavilion Master and the General Protector are referring to. Anyway, it's nothing more than the slaughter of the world and the fake good gods. Since they are all dead, I'm lazy to dig in the bottom of the matter.

"Since that's the case, why don't you stay honestly in the doorman, but run here instead?" I continued to ask, "I'm starting to ring the bell of atonement. I'll get a few more bags when I come back." "Why do you take the bag?" "Prepare money" Qingfeng replied casually, looking at me strangely, as if he didn't understand why I didn't even know such a simple question.

Then I remembered that yesterday in front of Shanshen Pavilion, the Taoist boy seemed to have said that he wanted to ring the bell of sin when he was reading the decree. However, I am really lazy to deal with these messy things now, so I hurriedly said to Qingfeng, "Take me to the yard with a hole immediately."

But after saying that, Qingfeng did not move, but looked at me blankly and asked, "Which yard has a hole?" "That's that---" I stopped at this point, and I don't know how to describe it, "What is the name of the courtyard?" Qingfeng asked, "The name of the courtyard?" "Yes, every courtyard has a name, for example, this courtyard is called Fengsheng." Qingfeng pointed to the courtyard behind him, and then pointed to several surrounding courtyards. "That one is called Jingxin, that one is called Yangshen, that one is called Yihong, and that one is called Yichun." You also have Yihong Courtyard, Yichun Courtyard?" "Yes, what's wrong?" Qingfeng looked at me in surprise, "Are you Taoist temple or that?" "What's that?" Qingfeng's expression was even more surprised.

"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly." I waved my hand angrily, and then continued, "Then take me to the small door that delivers buns, you should know this." "I know! I know! I will take you there now." Qingfeng stood up from the ground, "Be honest, if you dare to play tricks, I will beat your head into a pig's head." I threatened fiercely, "Be honest! Be honest!" Qingfeng nodded and replied.

Following Qingfeng walking through Shanshen Pavilion, I carefully observed Qingfeng's every move behind me. From the walking posture and the power of the lower plate, I could see that Qingfeng was just an ordinary person. It seems that not all the people in Shanshen Pavilion were Jianjiazi.

After passing through seven or eight courtyards in a row, a tall wall was horizontally in front of me. Standing in my position, you can clearly see a small door on the wall. "It's the place where you bless me every night." Qingfeng pointed at the small door and said, "I know." I agreed casually, and then slashed Qingfeng's neck with a palm, "Uh" Qingfeng fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

"Sleep for a while, you'll wake up in three to five hours." Although I knew Qingfeng could no longer hear it, I threw down a sentence, then rushed to the door, pressed my ears tightly on the door and listened. It was quiet outside, without any movement.

Then I carefully pushed the door open a narrow gap and looked outside. Sure enough, there was no one, so I pushed the door and left.

As soon as I walked a few steps, I heard noisy voices coming from the direction of my right hand. I knew that it was the main entrance of Shanshen Pavilion, and the so-called "ringing the bell of atonement" should be underway. At this time, my curiosity was a little uncontrollable. I wanted to see what they were doing, so I walked quickly towards it.

Soon, I saw a lot of people surrounding the main entrance of Shanshen Pavilion. From time to time, the sound of "Clang! Clang!" came from the crowd. As the sound sounded, many people would cheer loudly, "I hit it! I hit it!".

I quietly walked behind these people, stretched my neck and looked forward, and saw ten small bronze bells lined up in front of the main entrance of Shanshen Pavilion. These bells were at most the size of ordinary coconuts. Each bell had a hole the size of a walnut on it. Through this hole, you can see a small bronze statue hanging on the inside of the bell with a rope.

These bronze statues look different, some are staring at cows, some have fangs, and some have horns on their heads. Anyway, each of them has a hideous face and is not a good person no matter how you look at it.

There was a long queue of people in front of each bronze bell, and everyone was carrying a small cloth bag in their hands, but these people were blocked by a yellow rope ten meters away from the bronze bell. At this position, there were many little Taoist priests standing, each Taoist priest holding paper and pen in his hands to record.

Every person who lined up in front of the yellow rope would take out yellow balls from the bag and throw them hard towards the hole on the copper bell. However, these balls seemed to be only a little smaller than the hole on the copper bell. It was really difficult to throw them into the hole. It was so difficult that it was almost entirely up to luck. Throwing ten balls might not make a hole in it. Most of the balls were directly hit on the copper bell, or even the edge of the copper bell was not touched.

If the ball can be thrown into the hole accurately and hit the bronze statue inside, the sound of "clang!clang!" will sound on the field. At this time, the little Taoist priest standing beside him will record it on the paper. When the person leaves, he will hand over the recorded paper to him.

Then the person would take this piece of paper to the place near the wall, where there were many tables. Behind each table was a Taoist priest, and there were thick notebooks stacked on the table. These notebooks should be a list of people. To put it bluntly, they would not walk around when they went there, but would look for the notebook that recorded their names. Therefore, some tables were empty in front, while some tables had several people in front.

In addition, I also saw places where yellow balls are sold, and many people are paying for this thing. Because they are far away, I can't see clearly how much they spent to buy so many balls. It seems that it is not cheap. Some people bought a bag, while some people only bought a few. In the area around the bronze bell, some Taoists are picking up these balls, and after picking up, they will be sent back to the place where the balls are sold.

I understand a little when I saw this. This should be to ring the bell of atonement. After ringing, I will register. I don’t know who came up with this method. I really have to admire him. It’s simply holding a bag and letting others line up to throw money in. It’s faster and safer than robbing a bank. No wonder Qingfeng had to use so many bags to load money. Judging from this posture, those bags may not be able to load them. Those who can come up with this method are considered preferential treatment. They should be bombarded with cannons, and they also need to use a large caliber howitzer to blow them up and then let the dog eat them.

Another 'Clang!' sound came out, and the crowd cheered as usual, cheering for this lucky person, but I was no longer interested in continuing to read. Before leaving, I was still a little hesitant, thinking about whether to tell these people the truth.

But when I saw the excited red and shiny faces beside me, I completely dispelled this idea. No one would believe the truth I told now. Maybe they would still avenge the God of Good.

Turning around silently and leaving the crowd. Just after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a loud voice behind me, "There is not much time left, if you have the bell of atonement, hurry up and hurry up, and ring first, it will be out of date."

I turned around and saw a little Taoist priest shouting loudly in the crowd. The other Taoist priests were also working hard to perform their duties. Obviously, they didn't know that their pavilion master, the chief guardian and the elders had been destroyed. I hope they would not be scared to death when they saw the scene later.

After walking forward for a while, I turned around and looked back and saw that there was a distance from the crowd, and everyone was excited to watch the atonement clock. No one noticed me at all, so I immediately accelerated and ran towards the direction of my stay at a 100-meter sprint.

After running for a while, I stopped and carefully observed the scenery around me. I determined whether I had taken the wrong path based on my memory. I felt that the route was right, so I ran again and ran and stopped along the way. After more than an hour, I finally saw the place where I stayed last night, but the house was gone. What I saw Qian Chuanzi sitting on the ground, looking around in confusion, looking like he had just woken up.

"Boss, where did you go? Why did I sleep on the ground?" Qian Chuanzi immediately shouted loudly after seeing me. Instead of answering Qian Chuanzi's question, I quickly ran to him and stopped, stared at him and asked, "Which school do we graduate from, what is the principal's name, and what is the head teacher's name?"

Qian Chuanzi looked at me blankly, "Boss, have you taken the wrong medicine or have you seen too much from the island country's ***** and burned your head?" "Okay, the verification has been completed. Since you can know that the island country's ***** should not be fake." I sat down while talking, but Qian Chuanzi was still staring at me blankly, "Boss, your head is really burned, right?" As he said that, he reached out and touched my forehead.

"Go, be honest, don't touch him." I patted his hand away, "Boss, what's wrong?" Qian Chuanzi asked, "That's it." I said in detail what happened last night.

After hearing this, Qian Chuanzi shouted loudly, "This lifeless bastard dares to tamper with me. If I catch you, I won't tear him apart bit by bit." "Okay, stop shouting, now his bones are cold, you won't be able to catch them in your life." I said from the side, "That's lucky for this kid. If it falls into my hands, I promise to make him worse than death." Qian Chuanzi said angrily, and then sat down helplessly, "Boss, what should we do next?" "What else can I do? Let's continue to send Luo Tieshan home." I replied casually.

(End of this chapter)
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