Liaozhai Great Sage

"Bah~!"

The two bamboo sticks landed on the ground indiscriminately.

On a section of the bamboo stick, there are three words clearly written: Shang Shang Sign.

Not just one, but the two shaken out this time are both top-notch.

"Everything, it's all on the lottery, how is it possible, how is this possible?" Chenghuang roared almost frantically.

At this moment, he felt as if the whole world was against him.

"Three times, the lottery is the upper lottery. There is no possibility at all. You must have changed the lottery container. There are all upper lottery in it, and there is no winning lottery or lower lottery."

City God rushed over madly and beat the stick, but because his expression was too excited, the force was too strong, and the stick immediately shattered.

Most of the bamboo sticks spilled out and all fell to the ground.

"Win the lottery, draw the lottery, place the lottery..."

On the bamboo sticks on the ground, there are all small characters written on them, most of them are the winning lottery, the lower lottery, and the lower lottery. lie to him.

For a moment, Chenghuang was dumbfounded, and sat paralyzed on the ground, feeling extremely hopeless in his heart.

Li Xiuyuan glanced at Cheng Huang, and then said: "Wang Bai, you can go back to your parents now, don't come here for the time being, do you understand?"

After finishing speaking, he put a plate of melons and fruits on the altar into the child's hands.

Wang Bai nodded, and immediately ran out of the Town God's Temple, and soon disappeared.

After seeing him leave, Li Xiuyuan said: "Chenghuang, what else do you have to say now?"

Chenghuang just sat on the ground slumped, at a loss.

"It doesn't matter if you don't speak. If you are going to die today, don't blame me for being ruthless." Li Xiuyuan said calmly.

After he finished speaking, he calmed down, and then his body trembled slightly, his mind went out of his body, and with a big knife in his hand, he strode to Chenghuang's side.

"Wait, wait." Chenghuang said at this time.

"Any last words?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

The city god shook his head and said: "Today I deserved to die under Mr. Li's sword. I have nothing to say. All of this is karma. It's God's will. God wants to kill me. But before I became a city god, I was also a scholar. Could you invite Li Young master, wait a moment, let me straighten my clothes."

After speaking, he knelt down on the ground, took off the city god's official hat, and tidied up his clothes.

The movements were neither slow nor slow, and there was no fear on his face, as if he had accepted the result in his heart, and did not struggle or resist anymore.

With the sword at his side, there was no room for him to resist.

Chapter 175 Little Ghost Palace

After Li Xiuyuan allowed Chenghuang to straighten his clothes, he didn't give him any further time to delay, and the sword in his hand landed on Chenghuang's neck.

Cheng Huang was like a prisoner waiting to be beheaded, obediently knelt on the ground, stretched out his neck, his face expressionless.

Although he was afraid of death, when the moment of death came, as the city god, he was extremely calm, because he had accepted the result helplessly in his heart.

"I'll send you on your way today."

Li Xiuyuan's eyes flashed, and the sword in his hand immediately raised high.

Chenghuang didn't know what was going on at this moment, and suddenly raised his head slightly to look outside the City God's Temple, laughed loudly and said, "God's will, it really is God's will, it turns out that there is a sky above the gods' heads, we are not the sky, not..."

Li Xiuyuan didn't know what the city god understood before he died, but without any hesitation, the sword in his hand dropped.

No screams, no blood spatter.

The City God is a ghost, without flesh and blood. When the knife fell, the City God's head rolled down from his neck and rolled along the ground towards the door, but it hadn't rolled to the threshold. However, the large head turned into an extremely rich incense and dispersed in the air.

"What a sword to kill immortals..."

After Chenghuang's head dissipated, his faint murmur before dying echoed in the hall.

The body of the City God who had lost his head was still kneeling on the ground at this moment, but his body was gradually disintegrated, and a stream of incense began to emit, and the whole hall was filled with smoke, as if it was on fire.

But this smoke is not real, but illusory, invisible to the naked eye, only those who practice Taoism can see it.

"Hundreds of years of incense accumulation, once dissipated." Li Xiuyuan's eyes moved slightly, and he said slowly.

"Crack, click~!"

At this time, cracks appeared on the statue of the City God in the Temple of the City God, and finally with a bang, the head of the City God on the statue of the City God broke and fell directly from the statue.

Unbiased, the altar table in the temple was bombed to pieces.

The city god died, the idol collapsed, and the altar was destroyed.

Such signs are obvious. From now on, this Town God's Temple has no gods, and it has become an ordinary and empty temple.

"Ok?"

Li Xiuyuan took a look, but saw that the incense from the death of the City God did not dissipate, but floated in the sky above the Temple of the City God, condensed like a thick layer of white clouds, lingering.

"Are you waiting for the new City God to inherit this incense?" He frowned, and couldn't help guessing like this.

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that Guo Beicheng will soon have a new City God take office?

If it's okay for the newcomer to be loyal to his duty, what if he is like this City God, or even worse than this City God?

Besides, the current imperial court is corrupt, and it is hard to guarantee that the gods will not be like this.

"Generally speaking, the city gods are appointed by the gods of the Tiangong. Now that there is something wrong with the city gods, the gods in the Tiangong have not been found. I think this Tiangong is not a pool of clear water. I dare not expect such a Tiangong. If so, this I will appoint the City God of Guo Beicheng."

Li Xiuyuan's eyes flashed, and he made up his mind.

Although the city god he appointed is not orthodox, it is equivalent to the mountain god Xiaomao.

But so what, the so-called orthodoxy is nothing more than a sentence, as long as the position is secure, it is a little ghost who becomes the city god, and it is also orthodox.

With this thought in mind, Li Xiuyuan returned to his physical body in a daze.

He had just returned to his physical body and was about to leave the temple when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a few furtive figures hiding behind the dark door on the side of the Temple of the City God.

"Where did you come from, kid, come out." He shouted suddenly.

"Big, young master, don't, don't be angry, it's the younger one, it's the younger brothers." At this time, a blue-faced Yin soldier and a black-faced Yin soldier came out in panic from the dark place.

"So it's you, what are you doing hiding there? Is there any shady business?" Li Xiuyuan frowned.