The Powerful Wife: The Nation’s Strongest Goddess

Chapter 306 Yun Mo's Idol 1
"Yes, I have them too."

"..."

Those ten juniors who sacrificed their lives to jump into the iron smelting pool all raised their hands.

Amidst all the shouts, the village chief who hadn't spoken for a moment slowly raised his head. His hair, which was still gray just now, turned completely white in just such an instant.

Seeing this, Yun Mo slightly closed his eyes, stepped aside, and let him face the floating weasel.

"I don't know where the problem is, but please go with me to a place where all the events that happened in the past are engraved. It is guarded by every generation of village chiefs in our village and must be passed down from generation to generation. What we have done may have harmed the benefactor, but...but..." The village chief took a deep breath before finishing the rest of the sentence: "We are really grateful to Daxian Absolutely no malice."

The weasel floating in mid-air looked at the village chief coldly, his expression unmoved, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let's go." Seeing this, Yun Mo waved at the weasel: "It's been more than a hundred years, and you haven't really killed them, which proves that you have always had expectations for them. If that's the case, why should you be afraid of this last kick?" If it’s true, it can’t be fake, and if it’s fake, it can’t be true. If you really don’t want to believe them, I can go to the underworld to find those ghosts who died back then, and I can always find the truth.”

Weasel looked at Yun Mo, and finally turned around and followed Yun Mo without saying anything.

Hearing Yun Mo's words at that moment, the village chief with gray hair didn't care to say anything, but knelt heavily and kowtowed three times to the weasel.

At the same time, so many villagers also knelt down and worshiped the weasel.

Yes, for so many years, their Huang Daxian was so powerful before he died, and now he will only be more powerful, but they have passed it down from generation to generation. Huang Daxian did not kill any of them, and he alone This pain, it really still loves them the most.

And they love it the most.

Seeing this, Wudu Zhang Cheng and Lingkong looked at each other and followed suit.

There is a cave in the back mountain of the village. The stone wall in the cave is full of what the villagers and the weasel said just now, and there are also the appearance of the Taoist priest, the spells he left behind, and the records of the mood of the villagers at that time.

Yun Mo didn't look at the pictures on the wall, but only flipped through the yellowed booklet, then sneered and threw the booklet to the weasel who was staring at the picture on the wall: "Don't understand anything and dare to do things indiscriminately. The method of offering sacrifices is outrageously wrong, and you dare to use it. You are so grateful that you have harmed your patron saint to what it is today, your ancestors and you are the best."

Throwing down these words coldly, Yun Mo turned around and left: "Let's go, go back to eat, I haven't had breakfast yet."

Wudu Lingkong and Zhang Cheng, who stood behind her and watched the book, had complex faces at this moment, shook their heads speechlessly, turned their heads and followed Yun Mo and left.

Weasel turned back: "King, you..."

"This is your own business, you can handle it yourself." Without waiting for the weasel to say anything, Yun Mo directly raised his hand to interrupt the weasel, and then walked straight away with Wu Du and others.

In the distance, Xu Fan and the others who did not know when they had woken up slowly sat up and looked at Yun Mo and the others who were walking over in a daze.

In the sky covered by dark clouds above the head, the black clouds are rapidly retreating, and the bright sun returns to the earth again.

The village is full of resentment, and the resentment is slowly disappearing.

Ling Kong looked up at the sky, folded his hands together and asked Yunmo, "Sister Yunmo, you already knew something was wrong here? The villagers did nothing wrong, and neither did the weasel. If you are not good, you dare to mess around even if you are wrong in the way, so why have you not done anything?"

Wu Du and Zhang Cheng also looked at Yun Mo when they heard the words.

According to Yun Mo's temper, he would have started fighting when he encountered such a thing, but this time he didn't make a move, he just watched quietly, probably already aware of the problem inside, that's why he remained patient and didn't make a move.

Yun Mo twitched the corners of his mouth in an unrefined way: "I know shit."

She is not a prophet.

"It's just to see that the merits of the weasel are connected with those villagers."

The merits of that weasel, according to its saying that it is cursed and suppressed every day, should be consumed less and less in the resistance, but she saw that not only is not less, but has been increasing, and there are still very strong The power of incense and sacrifice, this is the power of wish after being sacrificed sincerely.

Weasel was blinded by resentment, but she could tell at a glance that there might be something inside, so she didn't directly attack.

Lingkong nodded when he heard the words: "So that's the case, I can't see it at all if I don't have a cultivation base, but I wrongly blamed them."

"It's not a mistake. If you make a mistake, you've made a mistake. There is no such thing as a good intention in this world, and then you make a mistake. Others should bear the consequences of your mistakes." Yun Mo raised his eyelids and glanced Taking a look at the surrounding villages, it was originally a place with good mountains and rivers, which should have outstanding talents, but now it has become poor and poor, poor and backward, this is their result.

Fortunately, they really sacrificed to the weasel, otherwise, I am afraid that there would have been no grass and no human beings would have been extinct.

Where there is a cause, there is an effect, nothing more.

"Let's go, go back and receive the award. Let me first say that no matter who is named the first this time, the reward will be divided into more than half of me."

"Sister Yunmo, stop joking, you are not number one, who is, if you come or not, we all have to explain here."

"It's hard to say, if according to the rules, if Sister Yunmo didn't show up at the roll call the day before yesterday, it would be regarded as giving up the third round automatically, and coming halfway would not count as a ranking. But, it doesn't matter, I see who dares to have the cheek to ask for this No. 1, I want Zhang Cheng to be the first one not to let him go."

"Amitabha, sister Yunmo, don't say that, you really deserve your name, fame and fortune are yours."

"Didn't I give you a vaccination, if some old men dare to deduct my points indiscriminately, I don't have to give up the name now, and the reward must be given to me."

"Sister Yunmo, you really..."

The golden sunlight sprinkled down through the leaves, and the colorful dots of endless summer colors.

Wudu Zhang Cheng Lingkong supported Xu Fan and others, and followed Yun Mo out of this barren mountain.

Zhang Zhenren and Abbot Xu who were guarding in the distance watched this scene through the live broadcast, and finally laughed together happily. Abbot Xu heaved a sigh of relief: "None of them have any problems, very good."

Zhang Zhenzhen stood up: "This Chu Yunmo's eyes are really poisonous, and his cultivation level is really high. After setting this place as the third round of the competition, I also came to see it twice.
(End of this chapter)