fake prince

Chapter 810
Su Ziji took the bullock cart and headed towards the city. At this time, the crowds on the road were still in shock, or closed their doors, or gathered to discuss. Naturally, it was empty, and many of them were messy stalls.

Su Ziji didn't bother to look carefully, just thinking about his thoughts and relieving his headache. This time it seemed that it wasn't as bad as last time, and he could get through without being unconscious.

It's just that this chaotic situation, how can we make sense of it?Even if the person who might leak the news is isolated, can Buhui get through this year safely?
...While thinking wildly, the bullock cart has already entered the capital, gradually more and more people, the speed of the car is getting slower and slower, swaying, unknowingly, Su Ziji suddenly feels empty, and is floating in the sky , surrounded by a flock of black spots flying by, is the birds that fly back after the warm spring.

"Hey, what's wrong with me?" It seemed to be floating in the air, still flapping its wings, surrounded by a flock of birds, and suddenly, the flock of birds blew up and made a "chirp, chirp" sound.

"what is this?"

It was the movement below that frightened these unintelligent birds and made panic calls.

Su Ziji was stunned, looking down from above, his expression changed.

I saw the capital city like a chessboard, dotted with temples and shrines. It was very ordinary at first, but suddenly, a cluster of bright flames exploded in one place with a "boom".

"Hey, it's Liu Zhan's Taoist temple just now." Only then did he recognize it, and then, there was another "boom", and a cluster of bright flames exploded from the nearest shrine next to the Taoist temple.

Then, in a temple far away, auras also exploded. These auras seemed to be contagious with each other, constantly turning on and off, spreading and spreading towards the periphery rapidly.

The lead bird was two circles larger than its peers, and it seemed that it was about to open its mind. It lowered its head and saw this phenomenon clearly, and uttered a sharper cry.

"Ga! Ga!" Farther away, the birds in the sky also yelled.

This kind of vision can only be seen by birds flying in the sky like them.

"Chirp? Chirp!" At this moment, a giant eagle flew from the opposite side, and the leader bird was so frightened that he hurriedly told the birds to disperse in both directions, making way for the giant eagle.

"...This is Zhou Yao?" Su Ziji had already realized that he was attached to this bird, but others didn't seem to realize that the giant eagle passed proudly, not even giving them a glimpse out of the corner of his eye.

The giant eagle has enlightened its intelligence and became a demon, just as humans do not treat monkeys as their own kind, and demons do not regard animals as their own kind.

"Is this the spiritual light of the awakening of the gods?" Not only the giant eagle, but even Zhou Yao on the giant eagle did not take a look at the head bird, but just looked down.

I saw that although the aura below came and went, it often only existed for a few minutes, but in her eyes, it was more dazzling than the sun, brighter and more moving than blood, advancing like waves, and wherever it went, countless temples responded, bursting out bright lights of brilliance.

This kind of spectacle is rare in a hundred years, or even in a thousand years. She can't help but mutter to herself when she has a panoramic view.

A voice in my mind said indifferently: "As early as the spiritual energy recovered, you should have thought that this day would come."

"The return of the gods will have a great impact, right?" Zhou Yao asked, but when he asked this question, he knew that he was asking stupidly.

The return of the gods and their appearance, this impact may be enough to shake the entire world and everything that exists.

For hundreds of years, the common people have been used to asking and worshiping God, but actually only a quarter of them believe in it. Most people do not believe that there is a real God. Not surprise, but panic.

The so-called Lord Ye loves dragons, it is the same reason in this world and this era.

Zhou Yao didn't know the allusion of "Ye Gong loves dragons", but at this moment, the same faint worry emerged.

"This kind of thing, non-manpower can stop it, let alone urge it, and it is only good for us. You can read it now, go back after reading it."

"Thousands of Taoism, ten thousand spells, waiting for you to pick them up one by one."

"You are no longer a mortal."

Zhou Yao heard the words, silently looking at the bright light that was still spreading below, because in the daytime, the spread of this spiritual light is very short, maybe many people don't know it, but she can see it clearly, it only took a moment, it spread out of the capital area, spreading to the whole city. Slave spread.

"Oh, God's will is unpredictable." Zhou Yao sighed, and drove the giant eagle back towards the capital. Su Ziji just wanted to manipulate the bird, and suddenly it sank downward.

Hejiawan Shrine

This small town is more than 100 miles away from the capital, and it is no different from other small towns. temple.

"Is this a shrine?" Su Ziji was in a trance, and found himself in a ancestral hall. The ancestral hall is obviously not big, and there are smoky statues of gods on the left and right. It showed some decadence, and it was hard to see who it was.

Looking from a distance, you can roughly see that there are several houses nearby, surrounded by earthen walls.

"It's still a folk shrine!" Su Ziji also came from a poor background, so he knew that the remaining houses were either temple dwellings, or shelters for passers-by.

Just thinking about it, I heard a click, it seems that someone just passed by the shrine, a farmer, wiped his hands on his trouser legs, and walked in.

Miao Zhu will not always be guarding in front, when this man enters, he is the only living person in the empty house.

The statue watched quietly, and saw that the man was about thirty years old, his face was wrinkled, and his face was covered with wind and frost. He carefully took three sticks of incense from the table in front of the statue, lit them, said a few words to the statue, and inserted the incense Inside the censer, he stepped back, knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

"Please God bless the harvest this year!" the man repeated again.

Just got up, ready to leave, suddenly heard a voice in the room.

"Who's talking?" The man was stunned for a moment, looking around in a daze, until he realized that the voice didn't come from anywhere else, but from the god statue in front of him, panic appeared on his weather-stained face, and he wanted to move his feet and run away , but his feet seemed to be limp on the ground, unable to move.

The voice ignored the man, and at first he just coughed and inhaled lightly, as if realizing that they could finally make a sound through the statue, and there was a conversation in the next moment.

"Finally...we are back again...how many years..."

"Since Wei Shizu was able to reach heaven, it has become more and more difficult for us to manifest spirits, and the incense has been fading..."

"Shh, don't say that name."

There were voices chattering all over the place, ranging from thin to rough, most of which contained complex emotions, as if they were very afraid of this person named "Wei Shizu".

"Hey, Fan Li, are you awake yet? Why don't you speak?"

Su Ziji didn't know who this Fan Li was, and didn't answer. The farmer also didn't know who "Wei Shizu" was. With strength in his whole body, he yelled "Ah" and rushed out.

When he stepped over the threshold, he stumbled and even rolled and crawled, and the whole person rolled out.

"Ah, ah, come, come, hurry, come!"

"There are monsters..."

(End of this chapter)