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Chen Feng bowed his head and couldn't laugh or cry.

I really didn't expect that Tao Yiluan would become the king of the mountain.

The state attempted to capture him three times without success.

Then who can compete with us?

Where are your people?

A mere supernatural power shouldn't be enough to trouble Lin Zu and the others, right?

Chen Feng couldn't help but ask, "Old man, who is competing with Feng? Didn't you take care of this matter?"

"No."

Wang Linong said with a strange expression: "In the past six months, no one who competed with him has shown up, as if... there is some taboo."

Chen Feng: "..."

taboo?

Maybe he is afraid of his whereabouts.

Chen Feng had an idea in his mind.

As long as there is no world war, history should be changed by ourselves.

Yeah.

Otherwise, when I come back, I will find the outside world in ruins and full of wasteland, which will be depressing.

As for Tao Yiluan?

It's not really a dish.

When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey will become king.

I never realized before that he was quite ambitious.

The key point that Chen Feng couldn't understand was that the List of Gods in the tomb was sealed by himself using the Yin-Yang Fish Drum.

The purpose is to not let anyone get close.

Except people from the underworld.

And in the entire underworld, when the three realms were destroyed, there was still a ghost immortal who was protected by himself.

It’s Meng Po.

Where did she go?

The tomb of Chen Houzhu was actually prepared for her.

Why didn't she go in?

Did something happen to her too?

Confused.

At this time, Wang Xiaofang also brought over new clothes and placed them neatly on the bed.

"Big brother, put them on. I asked grandpa to take me to town to buy them. I picked the sizes and measured them."

Chen Feng: "..."

Kind of embarrassing.

Did you measure the underwear too?

Wang Xiaofang was unaware of anything. Her big, innocent eyes were sparkling as she stared at Chen Feng, waiting for him to change his clothes.

Chen Feng: "..."

What do you mean?

This little girl doesn't even try to avoid it?

It didn’t matter if I was in a coma before.

Now that everyone is awake, we should at least take some shelter, right?

Chen Feng looked at Wang Linong helplessly.

Wang Linong understood immediately and quickly turned around and grabbed his granddaughter's hand: "Fangfang, why are you still standing there? Mr. Chen needs to change his clothes."

"Hey, why are you pulling me? Just change it, I don't have to go out."

"Why don't you go out? Aren't you supposed to avoid me as a girl?"

"What are you afraid of? I've been bathing and cleaning big brother's body for the past six months. I can even count the number of hairs on his body..."

"What? What did you say? Have you counted?"

"Grandpa, I...oh, let me give you an analogy."

"You bunny..."

"Grandpa, what are you doing? Don't be angry."

"You have no shame."

……

The father and son pushed and shoved each other and went out.

Chen Feng has a black streak on his head.

During the time I was unconscious, had that girl studied my body thoroughly?

How many hairs do you know?

Really counted?

Chen Feng felt a chill.

Quickly lift up the quilt and put on your clothes.

You know what, whether it’s underwear, autumn clothes, or even socks, the sizes are all just right.

Moreover, your body smells good.

I guess I wipe it on myself every day.

According to Wang Linong, when he was first discovered, he had crawled out of a grave in a mass grave.

What does that taste like?

She smells so good now. I wonder how many times this girl washes herself every day?

Soon, Chen Feng put on his clothes.

After walking out of the room.

In the living room, Wang Xiaofang was sitting on the sofa with a red face.

A simple little living room.

It seems that the grandfather and grandson live a very difficult life.

Otherwise, the old man would not have taken a girl to do the work of transporting and burying corpses.

Chen Feng has made his decision.

Just leave them something valuable before you leave.

Now is a time of chaos. It would be nice for ordinary people to have a prosperous living condition and live a stable life in a small town.

Just as Chen Feng was about to say goodbye, firecrackers suddenly started setting off outside.

There were loud gongs and drums and firecrackers.

The suona started playing.

I could vaguely hear someone singing an opera.

Wang Xiaofang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she jumped up from the sofa and said happily: "Grandpa, let's start."

Chen Feng looked outside in confusion: "What is this for? Is there a temple fair?"

Wang Linong quickly explained: "Oh, this is a custom here, the 'Taihao Temple Fair' passed down from ancient times. It is a temple fair to commemorate Fuxi, the ancestor of Taihao."

"Originally, the normal temple fair starts on the second day of the second lunar month and lasts until the third day of the third lunar month."

“But this year it’s ahead of schedule.”

"It's not even the end of the year yet, but the temple fair has already started."

"It's mainly because in the past few months, dozens of inexplicable cases have occurred in surrounding villages and towns, including here, and many people have died."

“The old people in the village think it’s unlucky.”

"Maybe I provoked some evil spirit."

"That's why we decided to bring the Taihao Temple Fair forward, so that we can use the power of Taihao's ancestor Fuxi, the god, to deter evil spirits and bless everyone to have a peaceful new year."

Chen Feng nodded thoughtfully, and asked casually: "What activities do you have for this sacrifice?"

"Let me tell you."

Wang Xiaofang smiled and came up to Chen Feng and quickly explained: "Big brother, let me tell you."

"The Fuxi Temple Fair here has a profound connotation and is absolutely rich and colorful."

"For example, the traditional gecko rap, gossip culture propaganda, and the 'Dan Jing Tiao' dance."

"This dance retains the original form of 'witch dance'. People here believe that through dance, they can achieve spiritual communication with the ancestors of mankind."

"Big brother, it's so pretty."

"Come with us and take a look."

"Let me tell you, there will be someone at the scene acting as Fuxi, the ancestor of mankind, using Tai Chi and Bagua to suppress the evil spirits in the surrounding area."

Hearing this, Chen Feng suddenly had an idea: "Is there anyone else playing the role of Fuxi?"

"Yes."

Wang Xiaofang nodded excitedly: "We specially invited this person..."

Before he could finish his words, the cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Wang Linong quickly picked up his phone and answered the call.

After hearing these two sentences, his expression suddenly changed. He put down his phone and looked at Chen Feng and Wang Xiaofang and said solemnly, "Master Zhou...died unexpectedly."

"what?"

Wang Xiaofang was stunned immediately.

Chen Feng asked in confusion: "What does Master Zhou do?"

"He plays the role of the ancestor of mankind."

Wang Linong sighed hoarsely and said, "Eight people have died in the village recently. This is the ninth. We all suspect that someone is behind this. They must have known that we were going to hold a temple fair, so they killed Lao Zhou."

Chen Feng blinked and suddenly asked, "Does this 'Ancestor of Man' character have lines, plot design, and script?"

Wang Linong was stunned: "This... seems to be a little bit. Moreover, there is a sacrificial choreography. Mr. Zhou has played the role of the ancestor of mankind for fifteen years. The choreography and the script lines were all carefully edited by him."

"good. "

Chen Feng suddenly laughed: "Grandpa Wang, please discuss with the village whether I can play this human ancestor. By the way, I also want to see whether the thing in your village is an evil spirit or a natural phenomenon."

Wang Linong was stunned for a moment, then he said ecstatically: "Mr. Chen is willing to help us?"

"When someone gives you a drop of kindness, you should repay them with a spring of gratitude."

Chen Feng smiled.

Wang Xiaofang, who was standing nearby, immediately jumped up and screamed, "Great, big brother, can we let everyone in the village know who you are?"

"It's better not to do that yet."

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with light, and he said calmly: "Once you tell it out, the people hiding behind it may run away. When I leave, you will still be in danger. So, keep it secret for now."

"Yes, cover it first."

Wang Linong quickly picked up his phone and said excitedly: "Mr. Chen, I'll make a call first. If you are willing to help, it will be a blessing for our entire village."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

It's just a small effort, so why not do it?

Besides, there are only two characters left in the level 3 system.

Fuxi is absolutely qualified to play his own role, as he is the ancient true god when the world was first created.

He is also the smartest person in the world.

This role must be won.