In the face of life and death, any form of intimidation has no meaning.

Chang Yue was very careful, and the other servants were also very careful. All the words of Mr. Wang were seriously lacking intimidation for them. Anyway, they were inexplicably dying on the way back, so it would be better to seize a fairy fate.

There is only this way.

"Master Wang is worried. During the past few days in Luojia Village, I have also found some news. It's enough. If any of us becomes immortals, we will never do anything to hurt the Wang family. Please rest assured that we are, we just want to live..."

Chang Yue sneered, his expression as fierce as possible, but his trembling legs betrayed him.

He is afraid of death, really afraid of death.

He was only sixteen years old and should have a long life to leave, but when he thought of the unknown ghosts in Dalong Mountain, the unknown that was even more terrifying than death made him feel more broken.

It's better to try it.

As long as a servant becomes an immortal, as they say when they are connected in private, it is necessary to protect all their servants from leaving here safely.

This is an extremely loose agreement, which is entirely based on the common pursuit of vision and moral character.

"Since that's the case, then let's do it." Mr. Wang spoke slowly, "Originally, as long as someone in my Wang family was favored by the exiled immortals and became an immortal, they could protect everyone from leaving here safely. You may not die, but you insist on visiting the statue of the exiled immortals, and they will definitely die..."

The servants of the Wang family were a little restless and subconsciously looked at Chang Yue.

Manager Zhang also took the opportunity to scream: "You bastards, it's still time to turn back now, and Mr. Wang will not blame him!"

Some servants showed hesitation.

In fear, Chang Yue turned around, screamed, took out a sharp knife from his arms, stabbed it into the chest of a servant who wanted to leave, and blood splashed out.

The crowded crowd suddenly retreated, leaving a large distance, and each looked serious.

Bleeding in front of the exiled immortal temple is a great disrespect to the exiled immortal! This crazy behavior...

Chang Yue was also stunned, his mind was blank, and he stared at a servant who had been with him day and night and fell in front of him with a painful face, his eyes were empty and his breath was cut off.

"Oh! Please forgive me for your sins."

Mr. Wang sighed heavily, smashed the ground with a crutch, turned around and said to the dry figure who was always standing in the fairy temple.

The figure just stood there, as silent as a standing corpse.

"No, this is very good..."

Xiaomiaoxian stood in countless shadows and finally spoke, with a strong sense of decay in his voice. His eyes slowly widened, staring at the blood stains that were dripping on the bluestone slabs in front of the temple. A strange grunt sound came from his mouth, as if extremely...excited.

rustle……

The wide long gown rubs against the ground.

The little temple fairy had just taken a step, paused, then retreated, moved away from the vicious gaze, and looked cold on her dry face: "Start worshiping the banished immortal immediately, and you must not delay it."

The crowd fell to the ground, thanking Xiaomiaoxian for his generosity, and looked at Chang Yue with angry and blameful eyes.

Even some servants looked at him with something wrong, anger and fear intertwined, and hesitation and hesitation.

"Sure enough, this is Chang Yue's method, and he is still too anxious. The group created by this method is too fragile. He was defeated by Master Wang's words and he did not leave any way out for himself."

Shen Qing carefully took back the Yu Guang who fell on Xiaomiaoxian and shook his head secretly. There was obviously a better way to break the deadlock, but Chang Yue's talent obviously did not reach that level.

Why do you always keep things in a rough and unrestrained direction when the general trend is not on yourself?

Mr. Wang must have a secret. Shen Qing believes this, and there is no way to verify the authenticity of Mr. Wang's words. Therefore, he decided to use his own method to solve this dilemma. He got on Mr. Wang's car first, and then found a way to blow up the car.

"Since that's the case, according to the rules of this village, my Wang family will visit the first batch of statues of exiled immortals. All the Wang family members will follow the old man to worship the exiled immortals." Mr. Wang slowly ordered and walked towards the depths of the immortal temple. This temple was really amazing.

The other Wang family members looked at these servants extremely cruelly, each of them gasping heavily, their blood-red eyes full of hatred.

"Shen Qing, don't you get out for me, do you want to die?!" Wang Dakuan roared at Shen Qing angrily.

Mr. Wang's behavior paused slightly, raised his eyelids with difficulty, and was about to look at his beloved son.

Swish!

At this time, something that no one expected happened. A figure suddenly rushed out of the servant and bowed deeply to Mr. Wang!

Shen Qing raised his head with excitement, faced everyone's eyes, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Mr. Wang, it's been five years! Since I entered the Wang family, there has been a saying that I have always wanted to tell you, but I have never had a chance!" When Shen Qing looked up again, his eyes were red and he was already crying. The deep emotions contained in it were really touching.

He took a deep breath, and all kinds of aggrieved sorrow came to his heart, and waves of tears rolled down, and he shouted: "I, Shen Qing, are the bloodlines of the Wang family who are wandering outside!"

"I am a true Wang family and have always been eager to recognize my ancestors!!!"

The people from the Wang family were as if they were struck by lightning, stiffly standing there, staring at him blankly.

Wang Dakuan trembled and stretched out his fingers, speechless.

Mr. Wang's head was a little confused, and he struggled to turn his neck and tried hard to open his turbid eyes, wanting to see who was so shameless.

Shen Qing quickly said: "Your 113th son, Wang Dashan, went out missing in his early years! Wang Dashan is my father!"

Wang Dakuan looked at the servant blankly, pointed at the other party, and then pointed at himself, not daring to believe it: "Well, you are my nephew?"

Shen Qing immediately changed his body angle and bowed deeply to Wang Dakuan: "Uncle, I have recognized my ancestors and returned to my hometown."

Wang Dakuan was messy in the wind.

Mr. Wang took a deep breath, then coughed, but he didn't breathe, so he almost carried it over.

The little temple fairy in the temple had already shown impatience and vicious eyes.

"Since that's the case, you are my 1,100th grandson and join my Wang family's team." Mr. Wang turned his head.

Shen Qing wiped the tears from his face and quickly got into the Wang family's team. He even shouted: "I, Shen Qing, are willing to go through fire and water for the Wang family!"

A cool breeze blew, causing the dull servants to shudder.

Chang Yue stared at Shen Qing's back, as if it was the first time he met this guy, and murmured: "It's okay, why didn't I expect it, why didn't I expect it..."

He was a little stunned, full of regret and depression.

Chang Yue was surprised to find that Shen Qing's method was better, and whether it was successful or not, the action of worshiping the statue of the banished immortal could continue, and it was more exquisite and perfect than his methods.

This This This This...

Bang!

Someone knelt down again and shouted: "I am also a descendant of the Wang family!"

Mr. Wang angrily knocked on the floor and said hoarsely: "There is only one descendant of my Wang family who is wandering outside, and there is no other one! Whoever does this again, I will break his neck with my own hands!"

"Shen Qing and I are twins!"

"roll!"

Mr. Wang coughed again, and the people around him were so shocked that they hurriedly went up to help him.

People feel that such absurd thing has never happened in the past, but the temple fair must have started, and it has been delayed a lot of time.

The people from the Wang family took the lead in entering the depths of the Exiled Immortal Temple and followed the cold-faced little temple fairy to the magnificent statue deep in the depths.

The strange green candlelight on both sides was terrifying. Accompanied by the flashing candlelight, the statue hidden in the darkness was completely revealed in front of everyone.

This statue was erected a hundred years ago in the appearance of the banished immortal.

Shen Qingzai had been exploring the "exiled immortal" over the years. This was an immortal who was considered a real one by countless people. He enjoyed the offerings and incense of many villagers in Dalong Mountain, received worship from countless people every year, and held a grand temple fair every ten years to give mortals the fate of immortals.

It is said that a hundred years ago, a large number of alienated beasts suddenly appeared in Dalong Mountain, which should be peaceful and peaceful, and hundreds of ghosts were rampant, demons came to the world, killing humans crazily. Countless mountain people who were obedient to themselves were slaughtered, with corpses and mourning everywhere.

Seeing that countless residents living in Dalong Mountain were about to be killed by ferocious beasts, a banished immortal suddenly came to the world, forcibly suppressing countless disasters and saving the people from water and fire. Since then, the story of the banished immortal has been passed down from generation to generation, and the banished immortals are also sacrificed to the descendants of the surviving mountain people.

The dozens of villages, including Luojia Village, were also built after that disaster. Every village that can be safe to this day must have a statue of a banished immortal inside. This is their way of gratefulness to the banished immortals and always worshipping devoutly.

Shen Qing was in the crowd, looked up and glanced quickly, then quickly lowered himself, maintaining humility, but the appearance of the banished immortal figure made him stunned.

For some reason, this majestic statue was not carved with facial features.

The little temple fairy stood in the shadow next to the banished immortal statue, with a cold light surging in the darkness in the blue eyes, staring at everyone in front of her with great viciousness.

"Kneel." Mr. Wang said hoarsely.

All the children of the Wang family knelt down one after another.

"My heart must be sincere!" Mr. Wang shouted in a low voice, "Facing with the statue of an immortal, the immortal can sense any thoughts in the heart of a mortal. Whether he can get the fate of an immortal is the first thing to do is whether your heart is sincere or not!"

Everyone knelt on the ground and recited silently in their hearts.

Shen Qing was among the first group of people kneeling down. When he knelt down, his face became extremely serious, and he activated his strongest skill - acting.

Crazy self-hypnosis, hypnotizing oneself is born to worship the exiled immortal; hysterical psychological hints try their best to tell oneself that one is the most loyal follower of the exiled immortal.

A sense of substitution is the core concept of the acting skill. Once you master the sense of substitution, your acting skills will reach the pinnacle. A person who is crazy about acting for life can even cheat himself and make himself truly believe in false things.

In this regard, Shen Qing is best at it. He completely immersed in the psychology and identity of a worshiper of the banished immortal. He kowtowed in a frenzy, his body trembled, and he looked up from time to time to look at the faceless face of the banished immortal statue, with tears flowing down his eyes.

That kind of piety and sincerity not only did the Wang family members around him look suspicious and surprised, but even the Xiaomiaoxian couldn't help but look at him for a few more times, which was very moved.

Mr. Wang was upset and picked up the knife in front of the four square cauldrons, saying hoarsely: "In the past few temple fairs, those who have visited the statue of the banished immortals immediately withdrew from here. The first time they came to visit and stayed behind those who were over twelve years old."

Some middle-aged and elderly people immediately withdrew, leaving only a group of young teenagers.

The temple fair is once a decade. Anyone with some ability will definitely venture into Dalong Mountain to participate. Many older people have lost the opportunity to compete for immortality.

Rounding waves of Wang family members came in and knelt down. Some of them who had visited and who were over the age of the age spontaneously withdrew from the immortal temple.
To be continued...