Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 604

In the treacherous hall.

The boy's lips turned purple, as if he felt a chill to the bone.

The cold, sharp gaze on the stage was mixed with disdainful contempt.

The young man knelt at the foot of the steps, like a third-rate character whose life was cheaper than grass in ancient times.

"Who is under the stairs?" the

old man of the city god said in an indifferent voice, high and high, without a trace of emotion.

The boy opened his mouth, only to find that his mouth was sealed by an invisible force.

"If you go back to your lordship, he is a thief who steals the incense of the City God Temple.

Bai Wuchang said with a smile.

"This thief is a repeat offender, and he has committed one case before. "

The last time I thought of his first offense, I spared him once for the sake of the face of the land, and I just beat him briefly.

"How do you know that this little thief does not know the depths and does not change his teachings? Today, he was specially taken down and thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell to be punished by death!"

Hearing this, the young man's frightened and frightened eyes were mixed with a trace of unwillingness.

But his mouth seemed to be rigidly glued together by an extremely strong industrial glue.

Even if he tore his mouth apart, he couldn't speak.

"My lord, this is a bad word...",

a weak voice sounded.

Only then did the boy realize that there was another figure under the stairs.

He could only see the side of the old man, with white hair and kind eyes.

The boy didn't know who he was, but it made him feel close for no reason.

It's like an elder who has known me for many, many years.

But he is an orphan who eats hundreds of meals, and no elder likes him and treats him well.

What's more, it's still in such a netherworld.

"Bai Wuchang, you shouldn't keep his mouth shut, how can you let him refute?"

the old man said very dissatisfied.

Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "This little thief is full of foul language, and he is not enough to listen to.

"He's not bad by nature, he's just on a fork in the road. The

old man tried his best to persuade the city god.

The voice was weak, as if it might die at any moment.

The old man glanced at the young man lightly, his eyes fell on the old man, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes.

Bai Wuchang laughed and said,

"But this is the second time he has stolen incense.

"The first time I was ignorant and sent to the official mansion of the mortal world. After it was released, he came to steal the incense.

"The nature of this has changed. The

old man looked ashamed and bowed his head silently.

Hearing their conversation, the boy's expression changed dramatically.

A memory suddenly crossed his mind.

That was after his first theft of incense money from the City God Temple.

With money in hand, life is relaxed, and it has always been calm.

Suddenly, one day, he was brought into the bureau, and the police criticized and educated him.

This incident made him frightened and confused, and he settled down for some days.

But after a long time, the teenager who was short of money to spend and couldn't find a serious job itched again.

Is there anything faster than stealing incense money from temples, with higher rewards and less risk?

Is there any place where the incense money is higher than the City God Temple? Is it more convenient to steal?

The answer is no.

The police's criticism and education were immediately forgotten by the teenagers.

Just kidding, criticism of education can be eaten?

I have to do a big deal!

Take away everything that you can easily take with you.

It doesn't matter if he's worth it or not, let's take it first.

But he never thought of it.

As if someone had guessed his mind, he set up a pocket for him to drill into.

I didn't expect that the pocket was actually set up by the Yin God in the City God Temple, which directly turned him into a dead man.

He couldn't speak, he could only watch Bai Wuchang tell the City God Lord about his sins.

There was not even a chance to argue against it.

Although he knew that even if he was asked to speak, he would probably scold.

Begging for mercy is not his character.

He has been beaten, scolded and bullied since he was a child.

Begging for mercy only emboldens those who beat him.

He had to pretend to be more ruthless than they were to scare those who bullied him.

This is the truth he realized when he was a young man on the street.

This is true even in front of Lord Chenghuang.

He had no reverence for the spirits.

The only thing he was afraid of was one thing - no food.

I'm scared of hunger.

I'm scared of the cold.

Poor and afraid.

This was true not only of him, but of several of his accomplices.

There is not enough to eat, and no one wants to work.

It seemed like he had no other way but to do it.

Unless he is willing to go back to school in a welfare home honestly.

But he was used to being wild and unwilling to be restrained.

The brain is too simple, and he can only see what is in front of him and feed himself.

There is no longer future in sight.

Bai Wuchang laughed "Kuku".

"My lord, I'll take him to the eighteenth layer of hell.

The old man bowed slightly, nodded in agreement.

Bai Wuchang smiled, holding the back of the young man's neck, and his figure disappeared in place.

Wait until he leaves.

The old man rubbed his stiff face and squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Old land, sit down and rest for a while. At

the bottom of the stairs, the old man with white hair nodded, turned and sat down on the steps.

The old man of the city god looked at the old-timers of this Yangcheng worriedly.

He guarded the city for hundreds of years.

The wind and the sun are blowing, and the rain is washing.

Famine, torrent, war and chaos... What hasn't he experienced?

He finally survived the peaceful and prosperous times, but his time also came to an end.

When people cut off the incense and no longer need this incense deity.

He wasn't far from dissipating.

Especially during the period of Danhua rain and fog, he gave almost all of his incense power to help the common people.

Before leaving, he was still thinking about a little mortal doll who had gone astray.

"You're really heartbroken for this baby.

Lord Chenghuang sighed.

The land lord smiled wryly and shook his head helplessly.

"This baby was left in the temple by his parents, and he was a hard-working doll. "

The old man has watched this baby grow up since he was a child, and he has watched it grow up like his own grandson.

"I can't give it up, I can help it."

"But Master Chenghuang, you are willing to help, and I am very grateful.

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile:

"The effort of raising your hands is not enough.

The land lord smiled, "I hope that the method of that Dao Xuan Dao Master can work, so that the old man can go with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, it's going to work.

The old man smiled confidently and said very firmly.

The land prince said: "Aren't you yin gods unpretentious to ordinary monks? Why does the old man believe in that one so much?"

"Hehehe... It's a long story. "

To tell you the truth, this Dao Xuan Zhenren is a person who even Lord Yan Jun of the Xudu is in awe. Hearing

this, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the old landlord.

He only thought that Cheng Fan was a strange person introduced by the New Year.

I didn't expect this person to be so young, and he was still the guest of the underworld Yan Jun!