The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

boom!

The wooden gate of the courtyard outside the ancient temple was violently pushed open with an overwhelming force.

The loud noise reverberated throughout the ancient temple and reached inside.

Ayun, who was squatting in front of the statue, suddenly looked up and saw a dark cloud in the sky.

"Is this Lord Huang Xian?"

She tentatively opened her mouth, picking up the wooden staff beside her and watching the temple entrance warily.

The heavy footsteps fell on the ground, sounding chaotic and oppressive.

More than one person.

To break in so violently in broad daylight, they must have come for the people inside the temple.

Thinking of this, A-Yun's heart pounded, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the wooden cane, her knuckles turning white.

"Sister, come back with me, the village chief is unhappy!"

A familiar male voice rang out.

Despite being mentally prepared, Ah Yun's pupils still contracted and her slender body trembled slightly uncontrollably when she saw who it was.

It was her brother, Liu Xianlin.

They planned to sell her to the village chief's relatives.

Not only him, but also two other people with pale faces and air bags hanging from their arms were also infected.

"What are you doing here? If you're here to worship the temple gods, don't bring in that filthy stuff that smells like bitter medicine!"

She spoke sternly and boldly, pointing mercilessly at the drug-using figure behind her brother, and ordered him to leave.

The stiff-bodied man showed no dissatisfaction with her accusations.

They just stood there, completely unresponsive even though they were barely clothed and were being reprimanded to their faces.

This made A-Yun even more terrified.

The thought of being caught and taken back to the same place filled me with dread.

Liu Xianlin chuckled and slapped away the wooden cane that A-Yun was holding.

He looked the statue on the table up and down with an air of confidence: "You went through all that trouble to escape from the village, and this is the place you chose to hide?"

"Let me tell you, the village chief values ​​you highly. If you obediently come back to the village with me, I can guarantee you won't be turned into a medicine human."

Seeing his shameless face, Ayun's chest heaved with indignation: "When my parents were bedridden, everyone came to help. They would kill chickens and cook porridge, and they would always leave us a bite to eat."

"And what was the result? To curry favor with the village chief, you tricked everyone into participating in the drug trial!"

She spat out a mouthful of saliva, unexpectedly landing it on Liu Xianlin's face.

He didn't react in time and took the full force of the blow.

"Little bastard..."

His previous carefree smile had completely disappeared, replaced by a gloomy expression.

Ayun's eyebrows furrowed, and although she was still feeling uneasy, she gritted her teeth and did not back down an inch.

Those who betray their promises are destined to be despised by everyone.

"You don't actually think this tiny, broken statue behind you can protect you, do you?!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he grabbed the idol on the table and smashed it to the ground!

boom!

A corner of the statue was broken off.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Liu Xianlin's laughter echoed in the empty temple hall, wild and jarring.

He patted non-existent dust off his hands, then turned around with a mocking expression.

"You wild girl, what good things have you ever seen? You were bought off by those ignorant masses with just a few coins?"

Then, pointing triumphantly to himself, he declared, "Look at these clothes! They're worth several taels of silver!"

As he spoke, he turned around and slapped the two drugged people hard across the face.

"This is the butcher's son. He used to bully us all the time when we were kids because he was tall and strong!"

"And him, chasing us around with those two dogs, have you forgotten all about him!"

Now, they don't fight back when hit or talk back when insulted.

Ayun looked at Liu Xianlin, whose mood was unpredictable, pursed her lips, and glanced at the doorway from time to time.

Why hasn't Huang Xian returned yet?

After a while, Liu Xianlin also seemed to be getting tired.

He shook his hand and looked back at A-Yun: "I've said enough, both good and bad. If you still don't come with me, then I'll have no choice but to be ruthless."

The secret of Medicine Man Village must never be revealed to the outside world.

Even if there's a local tyrant at the top, he'll still protect this den of iniquity that benefits him.

Ayun is an extremely unstable factor, and she would do anything to uphold justice even at the cost of her own family.

So what if I become a drug addict!

He took out a talisman from his sleeve, though he uttered some incomprehensible incantations.

As if receiving a signal, the stiff drug-filled man moved, closing in on A-Yun, who was pressed against the corner of the wall.

"I'd rather die by banging my head against a wall than become this inhuman, ghost-like creature!"

Ah Yun gritted her teeth.

As for seeking refuge with the village chief? She had never considered that option from beginning to end.

......

After finishing his volunteer work, Zhang Wenhao huddled alone in a corner.

The couple went shopping at a nearby food street, while An Qing was still busy handling the remaining volunteer activities.

He was playing with the idol he had just acquired by himself.

Just now, a cleaning lady who was passing by came over and saw him staring blankly at the statue. She thought he was still attached to the statue.

"Young man, I've noticed you've been staring at this statue for a while now. Do you like it?"

Zhang Wenhao went along with it and nodded, picking up where she left off.

Unexpectedly, the aunt actually took out a life-size replica of the Green Lamp God statue from her rest room.

"Here, young man, take it." She smiled sheepishly, wiping the dusty statue on a rag. "These are all souvenirs that couldn't be sold before, they're just gathering dust."

Zhang Wenhao accepted the statue.

[Ding! You have picked up a "replica idol"]

[Ding! You have triggered the idol anchor point]

[Did it trace back to the ancient temple?]

[Ding! You have absorbed the remaining incense power from the statue.]

[Incense Power +0]

It's useful too!

He was overjoyed, never expecting that even a counterfeit product worth only a few dozen yuan could have the same effect.

The only difference between it and the enshrined deity is that it lacks the power of incense offerings.

However, retaining the crucial tracing function is not a major issue.

Zhang Wenhao thanked her repeatedly and earnestly, making the aunt beam with joy.

It was just an old souvenir that made the young man so happy.

A great sense of accomplishment.

Zhang Wenhao couldn't wait to go home and study it slowly. He told An Qing in advance and then rushed to the nearest hotel.

"Hello, only couple's rooms are left."

The receptionist apologized, "You can walk further east..."

"No need, this one is fine!"

......

After entering the booked room and closing the door, he quickly composed himself, his emotions surging with excitement.

You used "Tracing Back"

Location: Huangtu Road Ancient Temple

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in my mind.

"My Lord Temple God, I do not wish to suffer this humiliation, but I fear I cannot fulfill my promise to repay you in this life. I can only pray for the next..."

Zhang Wenhao thought for a moment and suddenly realized that it was A Yun's voice.

He hadn't had time to check the status of the incense bearer in "The Master of Fate" and didn't know what had happened.

They actually taught her to talk about life and death separations?

He no longer hesitated; his thoughts, like a wisp of smoke, dispersed in the air before plunging headlong into a rapid and chaotic river.

This is reincarnation!

......