My wife is a sword god

"Are you talking about the old senior who saved your life in the dream? But do you know where he is?

And it was a dream after all, and it is not certain whether he really exists." Ya'an expressed his concern.

Qin Feng said with certainty: "He must exist, and he is in the City God Temple in Suiyang City!"

The group left the restaurant and then found the City God Temple here according to the guidance of the waiter.

If the new ancestral hall is the Jiaofangsi with beautiful women and is crowded with customers every day.

Then this City God Temple is a brothel full of aunts. Not to mention people, even a dog is hard to see.

Zhan Qingfeng looked at the desolate streets, the dilapidated stone walls and the ancestral hall, and looked surprised: "Brother Qin, are you sure that person is staying here? Is this a place where people live?"

"I didn't say he is a person." Qin Feng replied.

"What do you mean?" Ya'an on the side looked puzzled.

"If I'm not mistaken, the old senior might be the City God in the City God Temple, and he and the Night Wandering God in the strange ancestral hall are both from the fairyland!" Qin Feng's words were shocking.

Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard it.

Although there are demons and ghosts in this world, the understanding of gods and demons by everyone present is still stuck in the legend.

Even though the City God Temple exists in many cities in Daqian, the people's worship of the City God is mostly to seek peace of mind in troubled times.

Who would believe that there really is a City God in the world?

As for the so-called Night Wandering God mentioned by Qin Feng, no one has witnessed it with their own eyes. Even if they trust Qin Feng quite a lot, they still have a trace of doubt in their hearts.

Ya'an even directly raised his doubts: "According to the records of various geographical documents, there are at least more than ten City God Temples in Daqian.

If the City God really exists, why has no one mentioned it since the establishment of Daqian?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng looked up at the crack in the fairyland in the sky, and the others followed suit.

"Perhaps, the immortals and gods enshrined in the major ancestral halls in Daqian originally existed, but because the connection between the fairyland and the human world was blocked, they could not come to the world.

Now that the crack between the fairyland and the human world has been opened again, they have also descended to this world again in some way."

Just then, Bai Wushuang sniffed the air: "Hey, it seems to smell like wine and peanuts."

Is your nose made of a dog? Why can't I smell anything. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said: "In the dream, the old senior was drinking wine and eating peanuts. It seems that he is inside."

The group came to the door of the ancestral hall. At a glance, the huge yard was full of depression.

The weeds had been unattended for a long time, and had grown to the knees of everyone. The walls and the ancestral hall were full of traces of the destruction of time.

Half of the wooden door outside the ancestral hall had collapsed, and it would make a creaking sound when the breeze blew.

Everyone looked around, but did not see any figures. There was only a two-meter-high statue in the dilapidated ancestral hall, the surface was covered with dust, and many parts of the paint had fallen off.

"Brother Qin, are you sure he is in there?" Zhan Qingfeng leaned forward, but he never dared to step in.

Now he has an inexplicable fear of the ancestral hall, especially after Qin Feng experienced the strange dream last night, this fear has penetrated into his bones.

"Whether it is true or not, we will know after we go in and take a look." Qin Feng walked in first and raised his foot first.

But before he fell, Bai Wushuang behind him screamed.

Zhan Qingfeng and his people immediately felt like they were facing a great enemy, and they were on full alert: "What's wrong?"

"Where is the danger?"

Ya'an subconsciously hid behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng also hurriedly retracted his foot and quickly mobilized the positive energy in his body to deal with the crisis that might occur at any time.

But after a few breaths, nothing happened. In the huge courtyard, there was only a breeze blowing, which wrapped up the dust.

Everyone looked at Bai Wushuang, as if waiting for an explanation.

Bai Wushuang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I just smelled the peanuts, and suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten yet today."

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The small episode also relaxed everyone's nervous mood a little.

Qin Feng and his party finally entered the ancestral hall. After a careful inspection, they did not see anyone.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong? That old senior is not the city god of this temple?" Qin Feng couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.

But at this moment, he noticed that in front of the statue of the city god, on the long table where tributes were placed, there were several empty plates and a small wine glass.

The wine in the wine glass was basically empty, and among the empty plates, only one had a few peanuts left on it.

Come to think of it, this City God Temple has become so dilapidated, how could anyone come to offer tribute?

Qin Feng also took a closer look at the wine cup and the dipping saucer, which were exactly the same as those used by the old man in the dream last night.

An idea instantly formed in his mind: "Does it mean that if I want the senior to appear, I have to offer tribute first?"

Once this idea was generated, it could not be shaken off. Qin Feng was a man of action. Without much hesitation, he took out the wine and food from the Xumi Ring and placed them on the long table one by one.

Then he put his hands together and silently said in his heart: "Junior Qin Feng, thank you for saving my life last night. I came here today to ask you something. I beg you to show up."

Bai Wushuang saw a table of delicious food and his appetite was aroused. These were all delicacies that were hard to find in Suiyang City.

She wanted to reach out and grab a piece of soy beef and put it into her mouth, but was slapped away by a hand, and a vicissitudes of voice sounded: "Today's dolls are so out of control that they even dare to eat the tributes.

Could it be that after thousands of years, people in this world no longer respect ghosts and gods? "

"Who? Who's talking?" Everyone was surprised, looking for a voice, and then everyone turned pale with shock.

I saw that the statue of the City God actually bent down, like a living person.

As a burst of golden light lit up, a shadow walked out from the statue of the City God, and then transformed into an old man. It was the one Qin Feng saw in the mirage last night!

This old man is indeed the City God!

The old man picked up the jug, filled a glass for himself, drank it all in one gulp, and couldn't help but make a happy sound: "Good wine!"

"Senior, if you like it, there are many more here, junior." Qin Feng said respectfully.

The old man put down the wine glass, grabbed a handful of beef and put it into his mouth. After chewing it, he asked lightly: "You are a young man who knows etiquette. Tell me, why are you here looking for me?"

Qin Feng told the truth about Mr. Jia in Fengtian City without exchanging too much greetings, and then stated the purpose of his trip.

". According to what senior said last night, the being enshrined in another temple is the Night Wandering God. I don't know if the death of Mr. Jia and others is related to this god."

"You should have the answer in your mind, why bother asking me?" the old man said leisurely.

"This junior is just still doubtful, because the temple has been there for half a year, but the city of Suiyang is peaceful.

Moreover, we have inquired in many ways and found out that the Night-Wandering God in the temple is almost always responsive to requests, and the people in the city seem to be full of praise for him. "

Hearing this, the old man sneered: "Even the Emperor of Heaven cannot respond to requests, how can a mere night wandering god have such ability?

What you see and hear is nothing more than the dreams of ignorant people. "

Qin Feng and others were stunned: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

Could it be that everything they saw and heard in the city was fake?

The old man raised his head and said calmly: "One of the principles controlled by the Night Travel God is called Huanmeng. True and false can only be realized in a single thought."