Chapter 1: The First Fanatic

Jiangning City, outskirts.

Chenghuang Temple.

A middle-aged man in his forties who looked honest and friendly, lit three incense sticks, put them in the incense burner, and then knelt on the dirty futon with his hands on his chest.

Whispered in his mouth:

“Master Chenghuang, we don’t know what’s going on in Jixiang Village recently. Strange things happen all the time. Two days ago, Old Li’s house suddenly became dumb. The daughters of Zhao’s family are like ghosts who are hungry to death. Not enough to eat, the most important thing is that this morning, Wang Ergou’s family died overnight, and the way they died…”

Having said this, five corpses that had been turned into mummies appeared in the middle-aged man’s mind, and he shuddered in an instant.

The look in his eyes also became horrified.

He slapped the futon a few times and said, “Cheng Huang, I beg you, the old man, must bless our Wang Dazhu and the whole family, I am here to give you a kowtow!”

“Lord Chenghuang bless you!”

As the middle-aged kowtowed, a breath of emptiness floated into the towering mud statues on the stage, and at the same time, a crisp ding-dong sounded into Qin Feng’s ears:

“Ding! Get ten wisps of power of faith, harvest a mad believer, and trigger a special sign-in. Should you sign-in?”

Hearing the sound from the system, Qin Feng’s eyes moved slightly.

He crossed!

Originally he was just an ordinary person, but just a month ago, his soul passed through this clay sculpture and became a city god!

At first, he jumped with anger.

Others travel through the fantasy world, or the historical dynasty, no matter how big it is, it is also the urban world. Anyway, individuals can show their talents.

Become the male protagonist with the protagonist’s aura, sitting in countless harems.

But he was good, crossing into nothing.

I just crossed into a mud statue, why can’t you do anything?

He originally wanted to get rid of the mud statue, but he found that even if he left the statue, he could only wander around the Chenghuang Temple at night, and he could only stay outside for a few hours.

Once this time has passed, he will be forced to return to the mud statue.



“Thank you, Lord Chenghuang!”

While shouting, he knocked three heads on the futon and made a “bang”.

Subsequently.

Wang Dazhu just got up and walked out of the temple with a look of excitement.

With the protection of Lord Chenghuang, what is he afraid of demon ghosts?

Their home must be fine!

Do not!

He has to tell the villagers the news quickly and let everyone come to pay respects!

Seeing Wang Dazhu’s leaving figure, Qin Feng’s gaze also looked to the southwest outside the Chenghuang Temple, and saw a vague black air permeating the sky in the distance.

Qin Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he is not a real city god, but now with the city god as his foundation, he must also protect the peace of one party!

How can you allow ghosts to run wild in his territory?

Not to mention.

He also needs more merits to be able to cultivate and become a holy.

What merit does not do anything?

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