It was obvious.
The old lady that the child spoke of.
It was the old ghost in the Liu family's ancestral hall.
"Then how did you…"
Jiang Chuqing was going to ask why he wasn't eaten.
However, seeing that the old man was still beside him, he stopped in time.
However, this child was extremely intelligent and clearly understood the meaning of her words.
"He's a very powerful uncle."
"He turned the scary old uncle into smoke. Uncle even asked me to wait here and said that Grandma would come to pick me up this morning.”
The child had already stopped crying.
Obviously, he felt extremely at ease with his grandmother by his side.
"Uncle?"
"Where did this uncle come from?" Jiang Chuqing was confused.”
"Na-"
The child turned around and pointed at the offering table.
Jiang Chuqing followed his finger and looked over.
Behind the altar.
A tall statue of a city god was sitting there.
He was wearing a robe and had a long sword at his waist.
His face was dignified, but there was a hint of gentleness.
In the midst of the smoke.
The statue seemed to have come alive.
His eyes seemed to be staring at him.
Jiang Chuqing gulped.
She felt that this statue was alive!
After entering the hall.
The group of soldiers took out their communication devices and began to film.
The scene in the City God Temple.
All of them were transmitted outside.
Even if this group of veterans had been through hundreds of battles.
However, at this moment, they could not help but exclaim in surprise.
The temple looked magnificent.
The surrounding pillars were engraved with all kinds of patterns and ferocious beasts.
Beside the Shing Wong Statue.
Two figures, one black and one white, stood there.
It was the Black and White Ghosts.
White Impermanence smiled calmly.
Black Impermanence's face was dark and his eyes were fierce.
Other than that.
On both sides of the hall.
There were twenty-five sculptures on display.
These sculptures were all two meters tall.
He was wearing black armor and a bronze helmet.
He held a shield in one hand and a saber in the other.
Under the bronze helmet, his face could not be seen.
Faint black fog surged within.
Within the black fog, there were two scarlet lights flickering.
Terrifying baleful aura flowed out from their bodies.
It was as if these 50 ancient soldiers had experienced an extremely tragic battle.
He had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Fortunately.
The statue of the City God released a majestic aura that completely suppressed the evil aura.
Otherwise, just by relying on the surging baleful aura around him.
It was enough to make ordinary people's hearts break and their souls lose their souls!
"This Shing Wong Temple is too evil.”
"I have a feeling that these ancient soldier sculptures seem to be alive," said a soldier in a low voice.”
"They will come down from the altar at any time and draw their sabers to fight.”
The rest of the soldiers also nodded.
After the old man and his grandson were intimate for a while.
He took out a match and lit the sandalwood he had prepared.
She walked forward respectfully and inserted the sandalwood incense into the incense burner.
Then, he knelt on the praying mat and kowtowed continuously.
His expression was pious as he muttered words of gratitude.
Under everyone's shocked gazes.
The smoke rising from the sandalwood incense seemed to be attracted by something.
It made a turn in the air and flew straight into the mouth of the Shing Wong Statue.
In just a few breaths of time.
The three sandalwood incense sticks had already been burned to ashes.
A faint golden light flashed across the statue.
Jiang Chuqing rubbed her eyes.
She always felt that the City God was like a smile on the corner of his mouth.
It seemed to have expanded a little compared to before!
.........
In the paper shop.
He could feel a trace of Joss Flame Wish Power suddenly appearing in his body.
A faint smile appeared on Su Hen's face.
The effect was pretty good.
As long as the matter gradually fermented.
Presumably, the name of Liu Village's City God Temple would soon spread throughout the streets and alleys.
The population of Jin Ling City was close to ten million.
At that time, the amount of incense and wish power provided every day would be a terrifying number.
The distance between him and the road to godhood had been greatly shortened.
Su Hen was not too worried about the restrictions on the Ghost Commanders.
There weren't enough ghost controllers in Jin Ling City.
In addition, ghost incidents were becoming more and more frequent.
Thus, Su Hen believed it.
It didn't take long.
The Ghost Commanders would be unable to withstand the pressure and withdraw their men.
Perhaps, it was to eliminate the evil spirits.
They would even take the initiative to send people to the City God Temple.
He shook his head and threw these messy thoughts out of his mind.
He focused on using the white paper and bamboo strips to make the last paper figurine.
Under the dim yellow light.
Fifty lifelike paper figurines stood together.
He was wearing armor and holding a sword.
Fortunately, the space in the paper shop was quite spacious.
Otherwise, it really wouldn't be able to accommodate so many paper humans.
Su Hen held an ink brush in his hand. The tip of the brush was dyed red by cinnabar.
He drew scarlet eyes on the faces of these paper figurines.
All the paper figurines came alive at the same time!
A terrifying baleful aura permeated the air.
The fifty Nether Soldiers bowed to Su Hen at the same time.
As the bronze armor collided, a crisp sound rang out.
"Greetings, Milord!"
All the paper-bound illustrations.
When the system rewarded him, it had already tacitly acknowledged it.
These Gods would forever be loyal to Su Hen.
"Get up."
Su Hen felt the aura surging from their bodies, and his eyes revealed a satisfied expression.
This group of ghostly soldiers were all existences that could hold their own.
Any one of them could easily kill the Ghost City God from that day.
After bowing to Su Hen.
The ghost soldiers bowed to the Black and White Ghosts behind him again.""Greetings Wuchang."
The Black and White Ghosts nodded slightly.
Su Hen sat on the rattan chair and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
"From now on, your responsibility is to patrol Jin Ling city.”
"If you encounter a good soul, you can bring it back and let Xie Bi 'an store it in his stomach.”
"If you encounter evil ghosts, you can kill them directly.”
"As for the matters between mortals, there's no need to care anymore.”
"Ghost Soldiers of the Underworld, do not enter the mortal world."
"Honorable order!" The Yin soldiers replied briefly.
They were ghost soldiers who fought on the battlefield.
He spoke very little and only knew how to carry out orders.
"Yes."
Su Hen nodded slightly.”
"Five groups of ghost soldiers will remain in the Shing Wong Temple, ready to be dispatched at any time.”
"As for the other 20 groups of ghost soldiers, 10 groups will patrol during the day and 10 groups at night.”
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