how to kill a dragon

Chapter 58 The Peony Temple
A shimmering golden temple.

The gates, pillars, and even the floor are covered with shiny gold bricks.

The most eye-catching thing is the inside of the temple. The low temple can't cover the tall statue, so that half of the forehead is exposed on the statue. If you look closely, it is also carved in pure gold, and the exposed half of the forehead is protruding from the gods. The roof of the temple, from a distance, has a sense of absurdity of straying into a Lilliputian country, which looks very funny.

Peony City is a not-too-rich city. The most famous thing in the whole city is the gorgeous and extraordinary peonies. Most of the local people make a living by planting peonies.

But what is more famous than peony is the magnificent peony temple built by the locals without eating or drinking.

Legend has it that this is a temple built for the peony flower god. It is a temple specially built by the local people to pray for the gods to make peony rich.

But the atmosphere of the Peony Temple today is a bit unusual.

A funeral procession, crying and shouting all the way, sprinkled banknotes and flowers, and everyone brought a black coffin and came to the front of the temple with drums and gongs.

The leader was a gray-haired old lady, dressed in linen and filial piety. When she arrived at the gate of the temple, she threw herself on the coffin and began to cry loudly. While crying, she slammed the coffin board, "My son! My poor son Ah! Now that you're gone, how can a mother live!"

"My son!" The old man burst into tears, crying and screaming, "Mother is useless, I can't keep you, mother is useless!"

"Mother managed to raise you until she was sixteen so she could leave the court and marry. She thought you could find a filial son-in-law to spend the rest of her life with Mother. How did you go so fast, my son!"

She cried sadly, and the funeral procession also cried.

The cries soon shook the temple.

The door of the temple opened with a 'creak', and a dozen young people in gold-patterned peony and snow wave robes stood at the door of the temple with worried expressions on their faces.

"Dead old woman, the alias is mourned, and the bishop is still doing morning class to pray for blessings!"

"You're going to go to hell for interfering with the bishop's morning class, and you'll be punished by God!"

"Be careful to anger Empress Peony, and let all your peonies die! The whole family will starve to death!"

Generally speaking, the temples of the gods are strict in accepting disciples. If you want to become a formal priest, you must have been investigated by your ancestors for more than four generations before you can enter the temple to serve.

The gods believe that only those who have good conduct, clean family background, self-motivated, and willing to dedicate their lives to the gods can become priests and enter temples to become priests.

But these young people, with impetuous brows and eyes, sloppy footsteps, arrogant and rude, their innocent faces turned dark and lustful, and even the most correct Xuelang robes were worn loose by them.

No one would doubt that they were bums wandering around on the street, how could they become priests of a temple to benefit the believers?
Seeing the young priests from the Peony Temple come out, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and it suddenly became noisy.

The old lady standing at the front was the closest to them. When she saw those young people, their faces were weeping blood, full of resentment, and when their throat rolled, a mouthful of old bloody phlegm spit out on the gold-patterned peony snow wave robes they were wearing. .

The person who was spat on changed color suddenly, and slapped the old lady on the face, "You don't want to live anymore, old man! You want to die with your daughter, right?"

The old lady's face quickly became red and swollen, and the white flower on her head fell to the ground, she didn't care about it, and Youyou looked at the priests from under the knocked-off hair, her eyes were stern, like a ghost.

"I don't want to stand up and get out of here today," the old lady said hoarsely, gnashing her teeth, her voice seemed to come from her belly, "I don't care what you are doing, now my daughter is dead, I want you to return my daughter !"

Hearing this, the young priest who was still wiping the stains on his clothes suddenly smiled, turned around and looked at his companions, he licked his lips, his complexion was pale and strange, "Old man, What do we care if your daughter is dead?"

"It's your daughter who wants to accept the blessing and prayer from the Bishop, and wants to participate in the selection of the Peony Saintess. Now the blessing is also blessed, and the prayer is also prayed. She was fine when she came out of the temple. How do we know that she is dead? "

The priest smiled, "Our lord bishop is kind, and we are going to really choose her to be the Peony Saintess. It's a waste to die like this."

The young priest waved his hand and shrugged his shoulders towards his companions, "She herself is short-lived and unlucky, so what does it matter to us? We also thought she could become one of us hahahaha."

After hearing this, the old lady couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards the young priest who uttered obscenities like a fireball, threw him on the ground, sat on his stomach, and desperately Choked his neck.

"I kill you!"

The old lady's tears had already dried up, her hair was disheveled, and regardless of the obstruction of the others behind her, she was determined to strangle the priest's neck, "I know what you have done!"

"My Yanyan, my Yanyan was tricked by you!"

"You lied to her that you would recommend her to be the Peony Saintess, and you still said that you are going to Mount Tai, to your mother's Mount Tai!"

"Yanyan gave you all the family's money, you..."

The old lady had a sore nose, tears fell down again, and she gritted her teeth and looked at the priest whose face was flushed red by her pinch, "You are not satisfied yet!"

"I knew something was wrong when Yanyan came back that day. She took a bath desperately! She took a bath desperately!"

"The washed skin was torn and the blood kept coming out..." The old lady was finally pushed down to the ground by the priests together, crying loudly, "You bastards! My Yanyan is only 16 years old! You These bastards!"

"Bastard, my Yanyan is about to get married, you... how can you bear it!"

"You sons of bitches!"

The priest who had been strangled sat on the ground and panted for a while, and spit on the old lady with a mouthful of bloody saliva. He jumped up and kicked the old lady.

"Old man! How dare you pinch your grandfather!"

"It's fate for your daughter to be valued!"

"Who asked her to come to the temple wearing such coquettish clothes all day long, and said that she wants to serve the gods and be a peony saint? Pooh! She deserves it!"

"My lord bishop's blessing to her has already caused smoke to rise from your ancestral grave, but now she can't bear it by herself and died, who is to blame!"

He picked up the old lady's soft belly, chest and other places and kicked them vigorously, "Want to worship the gods in such a coquettish dress? If you don't want to show it to us, who else can wear it! Show it to someone!"

The priests on the side did not stop them, they all looked at this scene with smiles, as if they were watching a scene and its wonderful drama, while watching, they pointed to the old lady who had stopped moving and said these things with a smile, as if they were commenting .

The priest who was kicking and beating seemed to be tired, he kicked the old lady on the temple for the last time, and bloody phlegm rolled out of his throat, spraying it on the old lady's face, "I don't even look at it." Look at your own virtue!"

He pointed to those who wanted to rush up to save the old lady, "What are you! This is the Peony Temple! Offended the Peony Empress in this Peony City, I don't think any of you can eat it and walk around!"

"Whoever dares to save this old thing, I will let his children also come to the temple, and do a blessing sacrifice for three days and three nights. Let's see who else dares!"

"A bunch of trash!"

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