I inherited my husband's divine position

Chen Meier's words were vague, but most of the people present understood them.

Qiao Huai glanced in the direction of Yeyou Temple and said with a cheerful smile: "She deserves it. Let me just say it's her problem. Even the God Lord punished her severely."

Du Xingzhi noticed Chen Meier's hesitant expression and said, "It's probably not the Divine Lord."

Chen Meier nodded, "No, the Lord God gave me a different feeling."

Qiao Huai was confused, "Which throne are you talking about?"

"I may know." At this time, a small voice sounded in the crowd.

Everyone has sharp ears and eyes, and they can hear no matter how small the sound is.

The speaker is pushed out.

If Chouhu was awake at this time, he would definitely recognize this young man who she had asked a few questions about on the way.

This person narrated the words and deeds of Chouhu when he passed by the Mad Epidemic Statue, including the small movements of Chouhu poking the ground in front of the statue with his feet.

Case solved.

Everyone looked at each other and made no statement.

"That one..." Qiao Huai muttered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Xingzhi glared at him, indicating that he should pay attention to what he said.

Qiao Huai rolled his eyes. He was not stupid, so of course he said bad things about gods.

"The Lord God is still kind."

It's not like there weren't people who didn't believe in or disrespected the Night God, so fatal situations like this never happened in the past.

Of course, he was quite supportive of the Mad Plague God's severe punishment of the ugly tiger.

Du Xingzhi said meaningfully: "Not everyone will receive special attention from the gods."

In the past, Jin Su was often tortured by poisonous diseases, and now Chouhu is suffering from the same situation, which seems to be more severe than Jin Su's.

And these two people were personally brought here by Master Mi.

Qiao Huai also thought about this incident and felt even more displeased with the ugly tiger.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's think about what to do with her? We can't just leave her here." Liu Changyuan said.

Yu Hu said: "Since you are my team member, I will be responsible."

Then he picked up the ugly tiger on the ground, turned to Chen Mei'er and said, "I will charge the elixir used on her to her account."

Chen Meier shook her head, "Forget it this time, what I sensed in her also brought benefits to me."

Yu Hu heard the words and agreed, carrying Chou Hu away.

But they said that the two existences mentioned by them, the Night Travel God and the Crazy Plague God, were currently talking in the immortal palace in the underworld.

Nanfeng was the place chosen by the Mad Plague God to be placed in the next crypt, and it is also the territory where he currently has the most followers.

At first, Nanfeng struggled desperately under Yi Zhen's iron heel, but it still ended in failure. The corpses of humans and animals caused widespread epidemics.

People's willpower will be greatly reduced under the torture of epidemics. The crazy epidemic god brought them the most needed detoxification and disease elimination at that time, and quickly subdued these nomadic barbarian people.

The Mad Plague God was quite satisfied with this, but as time passed, many dissatisfactions began to arise.

For example, the construction of the Night Temple and its statues.

The Night Wandering God is elusive and has the sole power to travel between the Yin and Yang realms. Without the other party taking the initiative to appear, it is almost impossible for the Crazy Plague God to find Him on his own initiative.

This time, the Night Travel God showed up in Nanfeng, and was caught by the Crazy Plague God. He quickly targeted him with his spiritual thoughts and invited him to talk to the underworld.

Night Traveler, always good-tempered, came as invited.

Faced with the brutal output of the crazy plague god——

"Nanfeng said it was my territory, why would your temple be built there?"

"Why is my statue a black stone?" "What do you mean by the divine favor you just launched in Nanfeng? Are you trying to make two faces with me?"

Of course, the original words of the Mad Plague God were not like this, but the vernacular translated by the Night Travel God was like this.

Yeyoushen answered each one patiently and kindly.

The construction of the Night Tour Temple in the mortal world was the spontaneous work of its followers. It had been planned earlier and was related to the future control of the mortal world, so it was impossible for the temple to be built and demolished. You see, our gods can all live in harmony, so what does it matter if the temple is built in one place?

If you want to build a temple, just give your followers a divine will and let them do it. I won't stop you, and I don't mean to be exclusive.

Next is the issue of idols.

The statue was promised to be designed by Yizi, but it turned out that it was indeed designed by Yizi himself. I don’t know what it will look like in the end, and I won’t intervene. It would be bad if something goes wrong with the intervention.

Now that the statue of the god is completed and your believers have accepted it well, would you say that the benefits you have gained from it have doubled? So why bother with appearances? Look how similar the appearance of my statue is to me now. Do I care? I don't.

Finally, let’s talk about the divine favor coming from the beast city.

Nanfeng is the place where you have the most followers.

The Beast City was established in Nanfeng, and it would be the place where the people of Nanfeng would gather in the future.

I transfer luck to the Beast City, and the people of Nanfeng will benefit from it.

It's not you who takes advantage in the end.

What I did by consuming my divine power was to quickly accumulate information for Nanfeng to prepare for the future crypt that will be built here.

After all, you took advantage of me without doing anything. How can you blame me?

Sensing that two gods had arrived uninvited in his palace, he attached some of his spiritual thoughts to the strange thing. The Immortal God, who came to take a look on the way, heard what the Night Traveler God said, let out a light tut, and looked at the Night Traveler God.

Although they did not speak, the Yins and Gods could know each other's meaning simply by sensing the fluctuations of each other's spiritual thoughts.

In human terms, the Immortal God's expression at this time is probably: Look, I knew this guy was unreliable, just a white-eyed wolf.

Does the Mad Epidemic God believe what the Night Travel God says? Doubtful.

He believed in all the functions He said on the surface, but when it came to saying that the Night Travel God was making a wedding dress for Him, He didn't believe it at all.

However, everything the Night Traveling God said was reasonable, and the Crazy Plague God couldn't find any flaws to refute.

At this time, the Night Traveling God seemed to be sentient, and asked the Crazy Plague God, "Why did you pollute the No. 2 humanoid anchor point?"

The Crazy Epidemic God said calmly: "She offended me."

The night wandering god was silent.

The Crazy Plague God and his divine will tested it for a moment, and realized that the other party was not an idiot like the Immortal God. Occasionally frankness between collaborators was a must. He said: "I can put the anchor wherever I put it, why not put it all with me."

The Immortal God knocked on the table and said, "It's my turn."

Mad Blight God said: "Do you have a place?"

The Immortal God chose a place at random, which was the one he saw when the three gods discussed the allocation of the second crypt last time.

The Crazy Plague God knew that there was nothing special about it, and the Immortal God would rather choose randomly than take advantage of Him.

The Crazy Plague God did not fight for it on the spot.

Anyway, Anchor Point No. 2 has been contaminated by Him, so there is no way to get out of Nanfeng.

Speaking of anchor points, we must talk about crypts.

Mad Epidemic God said: "When will the crypt at Anchor Point No. 1 be opened?"

Night Travel God smiled and said: "It's almost time. Before that, there is something that requires the two of you to work on."

What else requires the labor of the underworld?

The Immortal God is curious, while the Mad Plague God is wary.

The Night Travel God did not whet his appetite and said: "The more frequent the underground caves are opened, the easier it is to be noticed by the various Yin gods. We are from the same source and should not fight over this. The two of them often walk in the underworld, so it is better to contact other Yin gods. We will add more allies to our great cause in the future.”

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