Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 730: Someone always erects a monument, leaving a bad reputation for eternity
When Song Ciwan finally left this underground secret room, he not only took away the body of the Fourth Prince, but also removed the four stone walls from underground and put them into the scale of heaven and earth.

Not only that, she followed the guidance of the main roads and used the law of time and space to block the two large formations that Ling Guangwen had previously set up.

She stood in the darkness of nothingness, like a god on earth standing tall and upright. She dismantled the two large formations like peeling off silk threads from an onion, and put all the materials into the scale of heaven and earth.

That night, although Song Ciwan did not show up, the people of the capital city all felt as if they were in a dream within a dream.

Then, in a strange scene that seemed like a dream but not a dream, people saw an infinite and huge figure standing in the void on the dark sky.

The figure opened his palms, and the city below, which was immersed in darkness, began to vibrate and hum as if a dragon had awakened.

Countless bizarre shadows twisted and hissed in the vibration and floated into the palm of that figure.

When the people with palpitations saw this scene, they felt that all their anxiety, fear, and pain... disappeared in that palm. The panic in their hearts faded away, and the people who seemed to be dreaming fell into a deep sleep again.

The next morning, someone woke up with a start.

Suddenly I found that my limbs were light, my breathing was smooth, all the fatigue that had been weighing on me before faded away, and I felt indescribably refreshed.

The man's name was Sun Erren, and he was a Wu Hou on Xidong Street. Of course, this "Wu Hou" was not a marquis, but a title for a minor official on the streets of the local city.

They are roughly equivalent to the yamen runners who patrol the city, but unlike the yamen runners, they do not have a formal court number. Wu Hou is an extra-staff official. They do a lot of daily work and get little pay. They have to deal with neighborhood disputes, petty thefts, fires and fires...even fights, homicides, etc., they have to be involved to assist their superiors in investigations.

In short, he was just a hard-working ox. If it weren't for the few cents he had to earn to support his family, Sun Erren really felt that he would not be able to continue working.

Many times when he woke up in the morning he wanted to collapse on his bed and fall into a deep sleep.

However, it has been most of my life since I felt like this today. When I get up in the morning, I don't feel heavy or sore in my limbs. Instead, I feel healthy, light and energetic.

Sun Erren jumped up from the bed and rushed into the yard in surprise.

Then he saw that his wife had gotten up early and was moving a large water tank as tall as a person in the yard.

Sun Erren was stunned: "Madam, you, you, you...how can you have such great strength?"

Sun's wife lifted the water jar and put it on the ground easily, but she urged quickly: "There must have been a divine appearance last night, maybe it was the blessing of the City God. Her father, go to the Temple Street and ask the people outside!"

Sun Erren responded hurriedly, without even having time to eat breakfast. He put on his clothes and ran out.

The god-like figure that vaguely appeared in his dream last night reappeared in his mind. He always felt that it was not like the City God, but more like, more like -

It was the one who killed the king and his driver on Zhelong Mountain in the western suburbs a month ago! Sun Erren rushed to the street, full of excitement and confusion, and habitually ran to Wuhoupu on the street. Halfway through the run, he suddenly saw a familiar young man in a melon-shaped hat with his hands open and his hair dishevelled rushing towards him.

"City God Temple! The City God Temple is gone! Brother Sun, the City God Temple is gone!" Niu Xiaodong's melon-shaped hat fell off his head. He didn't even bother to pick it up. He grabbed Sun Erren's hand and shouted at the top of his voice, "The City God Temple collapsed in one night! It's all gone!"

Sun Erren's eardrums hurt from his shouting, and his head felt dizzy. He was completely confused and had no idea what was going on. He could only ask with difficulty, "You said the City God Temple is gone? How did it disappear?"

Niu Xiaodong's chest was heaving, and he couldn't control his emotions at all. He continued to shout with all his strength, "It's gone, gone, gone. The place where the City God Temple used to be has become an empty lot. It's just a bare empty lot. Do you understand?"

Sun Erren found it hard to understand, but after getting up this morning, his brain was clearly much more flexible than before. His mind worked at full capacity and he blurted out, "Is it because of that fairy who got rid of the evil that we suddenly have this much strength?"

This statement really made some sense, but Niu Xiaodong understood it immediately.

He stared at Sun Erren with wide eyes and a strange look in his eyes.

Sun Erren and Niu Xiaodong looked at each other, but for a moment they were a little confused. Because although Sun Erren blurted out those words, in fact, he himself did not fully understand his own logic.

It was not until he said this and was stared at by Niu Xiaodong that he finally realized what he had said, and then he said, "Xiaodong, you, you also had a dream last night, didn't you?"

Niu Xiaodong said: "Yes, I seemed to be dreaming. I dreamed of a god tearing apart a large mass of bloody, black things, and then a lot of light flew down from the sky, some of which flew into my body, making me feel very comfortable."

At this point he suddenly stamped his feet, beating his chest and stamping his feet in regret, saying: "Alas! What a pity, I clearly felt that I was awake at the time, but it seemed as if I was in a dream, I couldn't get up, and could only lie on the bed in a daze. Otherwise, I should have rushed out. There is so much light in the sky. If I could get more, I might have broken through by now!"

Sun Erren seemed to be thinking about something, and murmured, "That was not a dream, that was a battle between immortals and gods. Let's go! Let's go to the Imperial Street and see the Ten Thousand Spirits Pride List!"

The Wanling Tianjiao List is in the capital, and the people of the capital can go and see it directly.

But Sun Erren and Niu Xiaodong had only run halfway down the street when they ran into someone waving a handwritten copy of the Tianjiao Ranking and shouting loudly on the street: "Song Tianjiao, Song Tianjiao made another achievement last night...last night he killed the City God of the Capital, Ling Guangwen!"

Sun Erren and Niu Xiaodong stopped immediately. They felt an indescribable excitement and fear running through their bodies as if they were electrified.

It's one thing to guess, and another to actually hear the answer.

Then, a terrifying howl suddenly came from a house on the street, and someone cried out in pain: "Why are they so murderous? They even killed the City God! City God... This is called a believer, a believer... Ugh!"

The wailing sound suddenly stopped, and someone covered his mouth.

"Dad, don't shout and don't say anything nonsense..."

The young girl waving the list of Tianjiao put her hands on her hips and said with a thunderous sound, "Bah! What City God? A bunch of fools, go to the City God Temple again, the temple is gone, and there is a monument on the empty ground, listing the hundred crimes of Ling Guangwen!"
Don’t you think about this? If the City God is really a good person, after his death, can we all feel comfortable as if we took a powerful pill? "