People say that hearing is false, seeing is true.

But some people know that sometimes even if you see it with your own eyes, it is not reliable, otherwise there wouldn't be so many tricks and tricks that will be popular.

In the battle of Donglai City, the Dragon and Snake Saint Lord showed great combat power, but he did not really scare the Langshan Dagang.

Xu Lang even had an amazing guess, that this dragon tail is actually a trick to fool.

In order to verify his ideas, he decided to give it a try.

"It can be seen that the Donglai uprising was very hasty this time. Although the Dragon and Snake Saint Lord received support from many families, he did not really control the core strength of the border army.

Although Peng Donglai died, many of Donglai's old subordinates still chose to resist even though they knew they were defeated.

In addition to these troops, there are also many families and merchants in the city protected by border troops, who are also spontaneously resisting.

Although the battle outside the city was over, the city was in chaos, but the Dragon and Snake Holy Lord should not be seen and hid directly into the city lord's mansion and let the troops raged."

Xu Lang's tone was faint, as if he had returned to that day: "The Donglai City was filled with smoke and dust and fire, and he was fighting and shouting, but he was in the city lord's mansion and the female family members who were accused of being in vain!

There is no rules, no morality, only violence.

And he was in the city lord's mansion, no matter how he was asking, he was just happy.

I hid my body until late at night, and when the movements in the house were completely calm, I was touching the dark hand..."

"How is the result?"

Xu Liao's eyes were first looking forward, and he wanted to hear from his brother that the Dragon and Snake Saint Lord had just mastered some strange secret techniques, but still had many shortcomings.

But immediately, he seemed to realize something and was in a state of dismay.

If such good news is true, how could Xu Lang stand up to the public? He would not want to abandon Langshan’s century-old foundation and would all work for the other party.

"When I took action, that guy was still sleeping soundly, and the dragon tail didn't exist."

Seeing his brother realizing something, Xu Lang said slowly: "But just as I approached the Mansion Garden, the dragon tail suddenly appeared..."

Speaking of this, Xu Lang twisted and held the wolf-headed sword inserted in the scabbard, "Cang Ertie" left his body, and the steel sword was left with only two feet of residual blades: "If I hadn't been careful enough and had the sword to protect me, I'm afraid the fate would be the same as Peng Donglai."

"Is there really a natural saint in this world?"

Xu Liao's scalp was numb when he heard the story of Xu Dazhuan.

Even though he had already indulged in desire and fell asleep, the dragon tail was able to protect his master with confidence. The steel knife that cut iron like mud was broken by pliers like paper.

This kind of thing that has completely exceeded the scope of martial arts is not only attributed to Tian, ​​but Xu Liao really doesn't know how to explain it.

"I don't know if he is a saint, I only know that the saint king of Donglai is stronger than all the legendary warriors we have seen and heard before!

Even the so-called saints in the five universities palaces cannot get what they want in front of this blue dragon tail.”

Xu Lang casually put the remaining blade back into the sheath and said calmly: "Now people all say that they are clear-headed and thought that the other party was just swearing, so we can still get a little bit of friendship when we go to the family to serve.

If everyone can see this man’s mightyness clearly, then there is no room for us brothers to stay by his side.”

"We... understand!"

Xu Liao breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: "Brother, what should I do next?"

"Since you want to be effective, you need to make contributions. The Holy Lord sent his tongue, but the goal is still unclear."

"Brother means, the Holy Lord wants to attack Chongming City?"

“Isn’t this obvious?”

Xu Lang had a deep look: "We are the Holy Lord standing here. When the Holy Lord goes to war, he will use Langshan as the main body of the Holy Lord's palace. Therefore, orders must be imposed. The chaos in Donglai cannot be staged in Chongming.

Compared with the two, the Holy Lord will naturally see clearly who is worthy of use!"

"This matter is easy to deal with. We have built most of the 24 caves in the Three Mountains. As long as we give our order, they will not be pointing to hit whatever we want."

Xu Liao was very confident and optimistic about this matter.

But for Xu Lang, this is far from enough: "Observation is not enough. Those who can hide in Langshan are mostly destiny who are capable but not obeying the rules. However, since they have to surrender to the Holy Lord, Langshan is the foundation of our brothers. These people must learn to obey!"

"We understand!"

Xu Liao grinned and said, "Brother, don't worry, just give us a few days to practice, and keep all the kids in the Twenty-Four Caves of the Three Mountains honestly and obey!"

"Besides this, there is another thing."

Xu Lang nodded and said, "These days, we have gathered all the leads on the cloth, and sent out all the people who stepped on the mountain.

The Holy Lord is lustful. Before he comes, remember to take all the beauties from all over the countryside to the mountain to get a good fortune!”

Can subordinates be willing to be able to reach the peak if they have strong ability to act?

This is not necessarily true.

But a subordinate who knows how to do things will definitely win the favor of Shangguan.

Since it has decided to make the crew's performance, Xu Lang has to do the best things, which is also the usual style of the Langshanzhai boss.

"Brother, let's do it now!"

Xu Liao's eyes lit up and he understood it.

...

The weather is good, but the harvest is extremely poor.

Usually at this time, the people think it is a punishment for heaven, so they will invite traveling Taoist priests or monks in temples to open an altar and prepare three animals to sacrifice to heaven.

Usually, all villagers will attend at this time, including women.

And at this time, it is when Gouwa and Lai Jiu and his two men have a great harvest.

After all, to sacrifice to heaven, someone must play and sing while the masters are promoted, and they will work hard and make a move.

But the people are very simple and feel that if they don’t kneel down when offering sacrifices to heaven, they will not be forgiven by the gods.

So at this time, idle people without land became popular.

As a foil for sacrifice to heaven, they need to act as representatives of the "plague god".

He painted the evil-like oil paint on his face, and then danced and danced when the masters did it.

When the practice is over, the master will defeat the "Plague God" to show victory over the famine.

Often, ordinary families are unwilling to do such work, so they can get cheaper orphans like dogs.

After all, the gods eat three animals, mainly because of smoke. When the altar is over, the sacrifice without smoke will still fall into the people's stomachs.

The Taoist priests and mages naturally have to take the big head, but not only do they divide pig legs, but at least a few kilograms of pork, they also have a few kilograms of pork.

For two people who have no industry, it is undoubtedly a great reward.

It’s just that this kind of good job is greatly reduced because of Lai Jiu’s lack of effort. Do you think it’s annoying?

"Even if you jump a great god, you can get distracted. Why don't you kill me?"

Gouwa poked Lai Jiu's head with his finger and said, "The old Taoist has already shook several winks. No matter how lazy he is, do he still want to eat meat."

"Brother Dog...I saw her..."

Compared to eating meat, Lai Jiu, who had oil paint on his face, obviously had a different kind of sorrow.

"See you're so desperate!"

Gouwa was speechless, knowing that the other party was distracted because he saw Mr. Ba’s concubine, and he was angry and said, “Can you concentrate? This job involves several kilograms of meat?”

"Brother Dog, I really saw it. Jiaolian was not happy at all, she was not happy at all!"

"I'm not happy, this is a sacrifice to heaven. What a serious matter. Which female family dares to smile? Is this unhappy?"

The dogwa scolded: "I think you are just a serious brain disease!"

"I can feel it really, my dog ​​brother!"

"I just feel it. Ask me if you know you, how can you feel it? How can you feel it so much?"

As the smoke and dust emerge, the second god dance was about to begin. Gouwa and the other two had to go to the altar again and issued an ultimatum: "Concentrate on beating God and delaying the meat, I will make you unable to feel it again!"

Women do not have the same taste as meat, this guy has a serious brain disease!

The ritual music sounded, and he glanced at his younger brother hard. A man as strong as Shura jumped onto the altar.

The sacrifice continues, the practice of the altar, the one who jumps into the gods.

Under Fatan, the simple villagers thought that this would move God.
Chapter completed!