Chaos on the temples: You can't escape if you provoke treacherous ministers

The thunder was deafening.

Everyone looked eagerly at the sky, hoping for a heavy rain.Although the thunder was very dense and loud, not a drop of rain fell.Yan Mu saw that the dark clouds seemed not as thick as before, and couldn't help but run to Liu Yunxiang's side.

"Is it really going to rain today?" he asked in a low voice.

Liu Yunxiang exhaled, "I don't know."

"If it hadn't rained..."

"Panlong City is in chaos."

The couple looked at Hongxun, who was still holding the peach wood sword, and then at the sky. Although their faces were calm, they had already begun to think of ways to remedy the situation.

While the two were racking their brains, there was another loud noise, like the sky split open. Everyone was startled, and then huge raindrops fell.

Before the people could react, the rain was already coming down harder and faster.

"It's raining……"

"It's really raining!"

"The crops can be saved! All of us in Panlong City can be saved!"

The people cheered. It was raining so hard, and they didn't even bother to find a place to take shelter.

Yan Mu took Liu Yunxiang and hid under the temporary shed. He looked towards the saint through the rain curtain and saw that she was slumped on the ground because of the rain. It seemed that her faith had collapsed.Not to mention those white robes and gray robes, they joined the Witch God Cult because of their pious trust in the Witch God.

The heavy rain told them that there was no such thing as a witch god.

A sacrifice turned into a murder.

In the Panlongcheng government office, Yan Mu was sitting in the main hall and Liu Yunxiang was sitting on one side.

The saint and several white-robed men with high status in the Witch God Sect were kneeling on the ground, and there were many people surrounding them outside. Many of their children had become offerings to the Witch God.

The Witch God Cult emerged 30 years ago and was founded by a few witches. However, it really developed rapidly and had many believers five years ago, and this was the time when the saint in front of me joined the Witch God Cult.

"Saint of the Witch God Cult, oh, you are indeed very capable. You have developed the little-known Witch God Cult to its present scale." Yan Mu said coldly, looking at the saint who was lying down.

The saint was still stunned, as if her three souls and six souls had not gathered together.

"Take off your veil, tell me your surname and tell the truth!" Yan Mu shouted.

The saint came back to her senses at this moment, raised her eyes to look at Yan Mu, and slowly took off her veil under his intense gaze.As the veil fell, everyone gasped after seeing the saint's face.

Her face was burned, and there was a large scar from the cheekbone on the left side of her face to the corner of her mouth, which even deformed her mouth.

"My little girl's surname is He, and her name is Qiu'er." The saint said somewhat dullly.

"He Qiu'er, you built a temple for the witch god, cast a statue of the god, wrote a Bible, established a doctrine, recruited disciples, and led them to practice hard. It can be said that you created this witch god. Isn't it wrong for me to say so?"

He Qiuer laughed and said, "That seems right."

"Then I ask you again, do you really believe in the witch god you created?" "Yes, she is the supreme god."

Yan Mu narrowed his eyes, "You imagined a god and then realized that she really exists?"

"Buddha, the Three Pure Emperors, they can exist, why can't the Witch God?"

Yan Mu snorted, "Then why did you create such a god and why did you use the blood of living people to sacrifice it?"

He Qiuer knelt on the ground, her hair was messed up, and the rainwater fell from the ends of her hair, forming a small puddle underneath.She was like this, and after a long time she suddenly laughed.

"As long as there are enough people who believe in it and are pious enough, then we can create a god out of thin air. This god loves the world, this person teaches people to be good, and this god will protect her believers. I am not wrong, it is you who are wrong , it was you who destroyed this god."

He Qiuer suddenly raised his head and stared at Yan Mu.

"You killed someone! If I don't stop it, thirty children will lose their lives at your hands!" Yan Mu slapped the panic, making He Qiuer come back to his senses from the mad state and see clearly what was going on here. In court, "Be honest and confess your crime!"

He Qiuer lowered his eyes and slowly touched the scar on his left face with his hand, "Sacrifice with the blood of living people is not a rule set by me. It is a rule that the Witch God Sect had before. And I, I was once An offering.”

"Were you also a sacrifice?"

"When I was a child, my brother was sick. It was a very serious disease. The doctor said there was no cure. My mother sought medical treatment everywhere to no avail. Later, she found a witch from the Witch God Sect to treat my brother. She also spent all her family savings to buy a folk remedy. . That folk prescription requires a medicinal primer, which is the blood of my brothers and sisters. This is obviously a lie, but my parents believed it, so they locked me up and took blood from me every day. For one year, I I was imprisoned like this for a year, and by the end I was extremely weak. But my brother's illness did not get better, but became more serious. My parents went to seek help from the witch from the Witch God Sect. The witch said that only if the Witch God was willing to pay tribute to the Witch God, the Witch God would Save their son."

When Liu Yunxiang heard this, he already guessed what happened next and couldn't help but sigh.

"In their hearts, I am naturally not as good as my younger brother. They knew that if I were sent to the Witch God Cult, I would be bled to death, but they still sent me there. They also said it was for my own good, and that I would become a successful person after I died. God. I asked them why they didn’t send their younger brother as an offering so that he could become a god. Oh, they said they just wanted their younger brother to grow up healthy and stay with them. But in fact, they were half-convinced about this witch god. Yes, but even though there was only a glimmer of hope, they still sent me away. When I left home, I put a short knife in my arms. When those witches wanted to bleed me, I broke away and killed them. they."

"After that, I proclaimed myself a saint of the Witch God Cult and began to recruit a wide range of followers. The Witch God Cult has developed under my leadership to this day and is no longer the low-level cult it used to be."

Liu Yunxiang looked at the woman kneeling in the lobby. How desperate she must have been when her parents sent her as an offering, and how scared she must have been when she killed those witches.

"You can completely abolish the rule of using human blood as a sacrifice." Liu Yunxiang said.

He Qiuer looked at Liu Yunxiang and sneered, "In the past 20 years or so, do you know who has been used as sacrifices for sacrifices?"

"who?"

"woman."

Liu Yunxiang pursed his lips. Because of the so-called witch god, men who wanted health, wealth and career would send women as offerings.

"So the sacrifice I want must be a man, and a boy. I want their parents to be sad, and I want them not to be able to grow up and bully women."

Hearing He Qiuer's words, the people outside were furious and cursed her angrily.

"You vicious woman, give me back my son!"

"Give me back my grandson!"

"You are a murderer, the big devil!" (End of this chapter)