In front of the temple.
After such a long time, Wu Yu, this blasphemous person, finally came back to his senses.
At this moment.
He was about to cry.
How could he have thought that the local god of Daoguai Village could really show his power?
If he had known about this earlier, he would not have dared to blaspheme the gods.
But now.
He had already done it, so there was no chance of him going back on his word.
Wu Yu stood in the crowd and looked around. It was as if the whole world was separated from him. No one wanted to help him.
Suddenly.
He saw He Youwen.
Instantly.
As if he had grabbed onto a life-saving straw, he rushed to He Youwen in a few steps and said with a trembling voice,
"Uncle, I can tell that you're a good person at a glance. Uncle, you have to save me."
"Uncle, 1000 yuan. Take out the QR code and I'll scan 1000 yuan for you.”
Wu Yu begged He Youwen,
"Help me. Tell the Earth Lord to forgive me. I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong.”
Wu Yu had already believed in the existence of Qin Fude, the local god.
So now.
He couldn't care less.
He only wanted to obtain Qin Fude's forgiveness and walk out of Daoguai Village safely.
He had offended a god.
It was not like he had never read novels before.
Those mortals in the novel, if they offended the gods, they would be finished even if they did not die.
He was still young.
He wasn't even 30 years old yet, so he didn't want to play games so early.
He Youwen only looked at Wu Yu coldly."I can't help you. I told you not to blaspheme the Earth Lord, but you didn't believe me.”
"As for money, do you think I lack money?”
He Youwen said a very domineering sentence at the end.
He had the right to say that.
Although he was only a village chief, his son had a promising future. His son was doing business in the city and had a net profit of several million yuan every year.
In addition, his son was filial and gave him hundreds of thousands of yuan every year.
How could he lack money?
This was also the reason why anyone in the village who was short of money would borrow money from He Youwen.
He had no choice.
He Youwen was really rich.
After saying this, He Youwen waved his hand and walked towards Daoguai Village.
He didn't want to see Wu Yu now, lest he was persuaded by Wu Yu because of his soft-heartedness.
At that time.
He didn't know how to face the Earth Lord.
When Yang Kai Yong saw this scene, he only said lightly,"Let's go too. We'll go and understand the specific situation of the disaster in Daoguai Village.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Yang Kai Yong was in front, and the others were behind him. Everyone walked towards the mudslide site.
Instantly.
Wu Yu was dumbfounded.
He felt like he had been abandoned by the whole world.
1 second.
2 seconds.
Three seconds.
When ten seconds passed, Wu Yu suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and ran toward the Earth Temple.
Plop.
Wu Yu knelt in front of the temple and kept kowtowing to Qin Fude. He begged for mercy and said,"
"Earth god, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong.”
"Earth Lord, you are a magnanimous old man. I promise that this won't happen again.”
"Earth god, I'll buy a pig, a cow, and a goat when I get back…I'll show my respect to you.”
“……”
Wu Yu simply cried bitterly.
He kept kowtowing and begging for forgiveness…After a few minutes, he gulped and "borrowed" a few pieces of yellow paper from the believers beside him. He said to the statue,
"Earth god, if you forgive me, please show your spirit and let me know.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
He moved the yellow papers above the fire.
However…
Qin Fude, who had merged into the mud statue again, saw this scene and only blew lightly.
Instantly.
The yellow paper that had just been lit extinguished.
This kind of thing directly made Wu Yu's heart turn cold.
He knelt on the spot in a daze, his eyes glazed over.
Beside him.
When the other believers saw this scene, they all shook their heads.
If it was any other time, they might even help put in a good word for him.
But now.
They were asking for the protection of the local god, so why would they speak up for someone who had blasphemed the gods?
"Sigh, if I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?”
This thought appeared in the hearts of the believers.
Ten minutes passed in a flash.
Wu Yu, who had tried all kinds of methods but was unable to ignite the yellow paper, stood up shakily. He seemed to have aged by more than ten years. He looked lifeless and desperate as he walked towards Daoguai Village.
He planned to beg He Youwen again to see if he could convince He Youwen to save his life.
However…
When he came, he was in high spirits and even fantasized about being a big anchor.
However, when he returned, he was exhausted and absent-minded.
Wu Yu's mind was filled with fantasies about how Qin Fude, the local god, would punish him next.
Therefore…
He didn't even look where he was going.
Therefore, he had no choice.
When he walked to a mountain road near the bamboo forest, he accidentally slipped and fell into the bamboo forest that was more than a meter high.
The worst part was:
He happened to fall on an extremely dry but extremely sharp bamboo pole.
Instantly.
The bamboo stick straightened and poked the middle of his pants.
The entire world seemed to have fallen silent.
Wu Yu's soul had also returned. A hysterical scream came out of his mouth." Help, help, my balls are falling out…"
Silence.
It was unprecedentedly quiet.
Even Qin Fude was stunned.
Although he had covered half of Wu Yu's fortune and wealth, wasn't this retribution too ruthless?
In the bamboo forest.
All they could hear was Wu Yu's trembling voice. The other believers who were burning incense and praying widened their eyes and were stunned for a moment.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten seconds passed.
Finally.
A terrified voice rang out.
"Divine Punishment, this is Divine Punishment!"
"This is the Earth Lord punishing this young man.”
The fifth chapter, there was at least one more chapter! Cough cough, self-destruct once. You might not believe it, but when the author was young, he blasphemed the gods in the local temple in the village. Then, his balls were pierced by bamboo. However, the author was not crippled. He was stitched up and fully functional! Well, on account of the author's self-destruction, can you give me a gift to comfort me?
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