Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 712 Final Chapter The Gods Return 1

"Why?"

The boss lady seemed to find this question funny.

"The gods are not worshiped by the common people, naturally because they are not effective."

Speaking of which, she lowered her voice.

"Madam, let me remind you, be careful of anyone who asks you to come to the temple. This temple is not just ineffective, it has some evil ways. The person who asked you to come must not have good intentions..."

Quan Jiu and Shen Lang looked at each other, and Shen Lang said in a deep voice:

"Which god is enshrined in this temple?"

The landlady shook her head:

"I don't know, it's too long ago. Anyway, according to the elders of our ancestors, the reason why the sky in Gill Town is so weird is because this god abandoned us and let us live in the dark for generations, never to see the light again. "

It is precisely because of this saying that Gill Town is also called the "cursed town". The total amount of dawn in the entire town is only two and a half hours.

Quan Jiu asked about other things, but the information provided by the landlady was not important. Finally, after asking about the location of the temple, she and Shen Lang went upstairs together.

………

When Quan Jiu woke up, it was already midnight, converted to modern time, it was nine o'clock in the morning, but it was still dark outside the window.

The stove in the room was burning brightly, occasionally splashing a few scarlet sparks, but she didn't feel cold. She looked back at the man who was still sleeping, and she raised her fingertips and tapped the tip of his nose.

The man's narrow black eyes opened, and his voice sounded low when he got up early:

"Don't sleep anymore?"

Quan Jiu: "Maybe I slept too much in the carriage."

She glanced at the sleepy Shen Lang and deliberately pinched her throat:

"Your Majesty, you have never been so depraved before."

He goes to court at seven or eight in the morning, has unlimited energy every day, and is a proper model worker of the times.

Shen Lang closed his eyes and took a nap, then reached out and skillfully took the person into his arms:

"It seems that I have learned bad things from my beloved concubine."

Quan Jiu tapped his chest with his fingertips from time to time:

"This is not a good thing to say. If the old men in Meng country hear it, they will probably jointly file a report saying that I am a vixen who bewitches the Holy Heart..."

Shen Lang grabbed her rebellious hand: "They were right this time."

She was just a little fox that bewitched him.

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "I don't recognize this. How could I bewitch Your Majesty?"

It's obvious that he doesn't have enough concentration.

She woke up most of Shen Lang's drowsiness, and he stopped sleeping at all:

"You lying here is the biggest temptation to me."

The two of them were struggling in the room again.

When Quan's drunken and hungry heart was pressed against his back, the faint morning light came from the window.

"It's finally dawn."

The night in Gill Town is really long.

Shen Lang had already dressed and tied the red cloak on her.

"You can go downstairs to eat."

After dinner, the group planned to go to the temple. The landlady tried to persuade them for a long time, but when they saw that they were determined to go their own way, they had no choice but to give up. Before leaving, Quanjiu was given a peace charm.

"Carry it with you to keep you safe."

Quan Jiu thanked him and continued to set off with the team.

After another hour and a half, the shadow of the temple appeared in front of us.

Shen San looked at the building not far away that could barely be seen as a house. The corner of his mouth twitched and his tone was suspicious:

"Sir...it seems to be right here."

For several miles around, this is the only building with anything other than ice and snow.

As the group approached, they discovered that the wooden sign at the door was engraved with the two characters "Temple". The writing was mottled and the red paint was peeling off, giving it a sense of age.

The good door number fell to the ground and was mixed with the pile of weeds at the door.

Shen San looked at the dilapidated wall: "This is too shabby..."

None of the four walls in the entire yard is good.

Entering the yard, there were bricks and tiles everywhere. The loose soil fell on the tiles, and a clump of grass grew out of them.

Quan Jiu kept looking around cautiously, but didn't find the passage. Since it wasn't outside, it had to be inside.

She opened her legs to enter the house, but Shen Lang was one step ahead of her:

"There are a lot of things on the ground. Follow me and don't fall."

The two of them entered the house one after the other, and Nai Tuanzi followed Shen San.

As soon as he entered the door, Quan Jiu was shocked by the statue in front of him.

The statue was very tall, more than ten meters tall, three or four stories high, occupying one-half of the entire temple. Standing in front of the statue, they had to look up, as their stature looked extremely small.

Shen Lang looked thoughtful in his eyes: "In such a large temple, only this one statue is enshrined."

The incense stand in front of the statue is more than ten meters long. Looking across, there are about twenty incense candle stands. Unfortunately, there is not a single incense candle in it.

Quan Jiu sighed with emotion: "It's not difficult to imagine the lively scene before the temple fell."

There are still so many believers in such a remote town. I have to say that this god does have something.

At this moment, Naituanzi suddenly exclaimed:

"Changxi, Alang, what do you think this is!?"

He pointed to the face of the idol.

Because the statue was too high, Quan Jiu didn't see its face clearly. It wasn't until Naituanzi reminded her that she stood on the threshold and looked up.

At this sight, she was stunned, and her tone was slightly startled.

"The face of this statue...was scratched with a knife?"

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Even if you don't believe in or worship, you wouldn't be guilty of doing such a treasonous thing unless the person who scratched the statue has some deep hatred for the statue.

In the space of the Lord God.

001 knew Quanjiu would go to the temple today, so he waited early in the morning. When he saw the tall and towering statue for the first time, his heart trembled. His first reaction was to know what the statue looked like.

Unfortunately, the statue's face is covered with dense knife marks, which perfectly obscures its original facial features.

Only an inch of his left eye, the lower left corner, escaped the knife attack.

The statue's face was covered with knife marks, and it should have been hideous and ugly, but from the surviving left eye, he could read a trace of compassion and peace.

The corner of its mouth is hooked, as if it is cruelly scratching its believers with a sharp knife. They are just ignorant children. It indulges them in petty fights. Because of its tolerance, its whole body exudes indescribable divinity.

001 stared at the statue, feeling a sense of disappointment and at the same time a hint of anger in his heart...

Feeling his own emotions, he was stunned.

It’s just a Buddha statue, why should he be disappointed? Why should he be angry?

Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of the temple, Quan Jiu felt inexplicably sad as he looked at the scarred statue.

The idol has always been tolerant and protected its believers, but in the end, it became an abandoned god, standing in the frost-covered Far North, unknown and uncared for.

When Quan Jiu entered the house, she wanted to dig some gold from the Buddha statue, but now, she was so kind that she couldn't do it.

(End of chapter)