"Everyone, calm down, please listen to what Yu said!"

At this moment, the middle-aged earthy rich man sitting on the high platform, wearing a dark red robe stood up, holding a trumpet-shaped loudspeaker in his hand, and said loudly.

"I believe you all know that recently, near Yinghai County, heavy rains have been shaking countless farmlands in the village. The cause of all this is because the Dragon King Temple has been disrepaired in recent years and the incense has been cut off, which has caused the Dragon King to be furious and the power of thunder."

"In order to calm the anger of the Dragon Prince, Yu, together with Mr. Wang and Mr. Du in the city, invested together to rebuild the Dragon King Temple. In order to consecrate the main hall this time, I also specially invited the abbot of Fankong Temple to come here and Huang Banxian from the city to come here for the abbot's consecration ceremony."

"Today is the day when the Dragon King Temple is consecrated. In order to show our sincerity to the Dragon King, I am willing to set an example and lead everyone to pray here for 49th to calm the Dragon King's anger. During this period, everyone's daily food, clothing, housing and transportation will be contracted by our three families. In addition, there is also daily wages!"

"What, I can get food, accommodation, and wages. I heard it right..."

"Yes, when did Mr. Yu become so generous..."

"There are such good things..."

"Is this a dream impossible..."

"...What if he doesn't matter, he has food and drink anyway, and he still has money to take..."

"...You guys say... Master Yu is not lying to us, right?"

"...probably not...you see so many of us are...what are you afraid of..."

"Yes... Master Liangyu doesn't have the courage to deceive so many of us..."

“…”

As soon as Mr. Yu said this, the people below suddenly burst into trouble and started to talk, doubting, disbelief, ecstasy, unbelievable, and all kinds of characters were there.

"What's wrong, there's definitely a conspiracy!"

Looking at the people talking beside him, Li Yang narrowed his eyes and felt that there was definitely something wrong with this matter.

"Young boy, are you staying?"

At this moment, the father-in-law next to him pulled Li Yang's sleeve and asked hesitantly.

"Brother-in-law, I'm going to stay and see. It's nothing to do anyway, just think it's a fun place!"

Faced with his father-in-law's hesitation, Li Yang smiled and said with a relaxed face.

"Young boy, you don't know that Mr. Yu is famous for his role in our county. How could he be so kind? The old man I lived for the rest of my life. Although I didn't have any wonderful experiences, I also know that he is dedicated to his care and robbery."

As he said that, the father-in-law sighed, and the expression on his face became hesitant.

"Don't worry, so many of us are here. We don't dare to play tricks, otherwise we can drown him with one spit."

Pointing to the heads that were scattered around him, Li Yang said indifferently.

"Well... I'll stay that old man, so I can avoid going back and starving. Maybe Mr. Yu is really kind-hearted. I can bring some money back and make up for my grandson."

The father-in-law thought of his family and looked at the crowd around him. The uneasiness in his eyes gradually faded a little. He looked at Li Yang and said gritting his teeth.

"Silent! Please keep quiet!!"

"I, Yu Yu, do what he said. Even if I borrow a hundred courages from me, I will never dare to deceive the villagers!"

Looking at the people talking below, Mr. Yu couldn't help but frown and promised loudly.

"Master Cao, are you ready?"

He waved to a short old man under the high platform, and Mr. Yu asked.

"Don't worry, brothers, you've prepared a lot! Just wait for Mr. Yu to give his order."

"Fugui, give orders, play music, and welcome the Dragon King!"

Hearing the words of the short old man, Mr. Yu nodded with satisfaction and ordered to a clever servant in the audience.

"Sing the drums...play music...welcome the Dragon King!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong...dangdingdingding..."

"Hey...ha...hey...hey...hey..."

Accompanied by a solemn sound of gongs and drums, the crowd unconsciously separated a spacious road. Forty-nine strong men with bare shirtless and muscles rose up all over their bodies, carrying a big-bellied Dragon King, more than three feet tall, and slowly moving towards the Dragon King Temple.

"Brother...Brothers, are you feeling so excited?"

At this moment, a man in a white vest in the leading man looked behind him, his veins swelled up all over his body, and shouted hard to the back.

“Everything…all ate…”

The group of men behind were all flushed and their legs were trembling involuntarily.

"Okay... Then listen to my command, one, two, three, let it go!"

"Dongdong..."

Accompanied by the command of the leading man, the men behind him all slowly put down the Dragon King statue.

“Huhhhhhhh…”

The moment the Dragon King fell to the ground, a group of men did not care about the heavy rain in the sky, and collapsed on the ground, gasping heavily.

"Master Cao, we have agreed that when the Dragon King statue enters the temple later, it cannot be put into the ground. Is your people OK? If we ruin our big business, you will not be able to bear the blame!"

Looking at the many men lying on the muddy land outside the temple, Mr. Yu couldn't help but look cold and his eyes were staring at the short old man below the stage.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yu, we are in this business, how dare we smash our own signs? Since I, Cao Erwang, dare to take your business, I will do this beautifully no matter what, no matter what."

Looking at the big men who could not recover for a long time on the ground, the short old man gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"Zhang Kui..."

The short old man squatted on the ground, holding the leading man's hand, and shouted anxiously.

"The shopkeeper... No... This Dragon King is as tall as three feet three feet three, and is carved from a whole piece of granite. It weighs absolutely more than twenty tons. It is a death for us just by the power of forty-nine people..."

The leading man gasped, looked at the short old man with a serious expression, and said word by word.

"Zhang Kui... If we fall into trouble today, we will be completely finished in Yinghai County in the future. Brother Zhang Kui, please... please..."

The old man held the man's hand tightly, his eyes full of pleading.

"The shopkeeper... It's not that I don't do my best, but I can't joke about my brothers' lives in vain. The gatehouse of the Dragon King Temple is vast, so we can add some more people so that brothers can be more relaxed..."

The leading man supported the ground with one hand and held the short old man's hand tightly with the other, with a confused face full of confusion.

"No... Brother Zhang Kui... Master Yu gave the death order. This Dragon King statue must be carried by forty-nine people, and one more cannot be enough. Brother Zhang Kui, you are the most powerful forty-nine people in our team. For the sake of my old Cao treating you well, let's help me this time..."

Looking at the begging on the face of the short old man, the leading man turned around and looked at the brothers behind him, and said, "Brothers, the shopkeeper treats us well on weekdays. Today, we cannot give up on him, nor can we lose our own face."

"Oh... I can't survive if I commit suicide!"

Li Yang stood beside him and watched all this quietly. He knew that these men were at the end of their power. If they continued to show off their strength, the Dragon King seemed to be in the temple, which would be their death.

"Come on...brothers...on shoulders..."

With the command of the leading man, the men behind him all carried the logs on their shoulders and moved them towards the Dragon King Temple.

“Hey Ha…hey Ha…”

It was only a distance of less than 100 meters, but for these men, it was like a corner of the world and out of reach.

"Dong..."

"Puff puff puff..."

It took a full stick of incense to take place before the Dragon King statue was carried onto the divine platform. The moment the Dragon King statue was put down, forty-nine men vomited blood and collapsed on the ground in an instant.

"Zhang Kui..."

Looking at the man who was lying on the ground, the short old man rushed over and shouted.

"Okay, Manager Cao, this is your reward, five hundred oceans, now, don't disturb us to pay tribute to the Dragon King."

Mr. Yu waved his hand, and a servant behind him immediately held a tray to hand it to the short old man. Then he ordered the servant behind him, "Trag them all aside!"

"What a pity!" Looking at the forty-nine men on the ground, Li Yang shook his head. He knew that even if these forty-nine men were not dead, they would be considered useless.

Unless there are practitioners who are willing to spend a lot of effort to nourish their origins, they will have to live a lifelong life.

"Okay, you all retreat. Since the Dragon King statue is in place, the old Taoist will cast a spell to open the light of his spirit!"

At this moment, the old Taoist priest who had been standing aside and never spoken, shook the dust in his hand and said expressionlessly.

"Everyone, please move aside. After the half-immortal casts the spell, we will burn incense in turn."

When Mr. Yu heard this, he immediately ordered his servants to push away the people blocking the Dragon King statue and make way for the old Taoist priest.

"Tai Chi is divided into high and thick, and is light and clear, and belongs to heaven. If a person can cultivate the ultimate Tao, his body will become a true immortal. He will overflow for three thousand times, and it will last forty thousand years. The Dantai opened a treasure book, and the golden mouth will always be passed down: the Tai Shang Miluo rule, changes the body and image, sit upright, and all the things, summoning Liuhe Heavenly Soldiers, and the Thunder Secretary Generals, obey my orders!"

The old Taoist priest shook the dust in his hand, formed seals with his hands, and stepped on the Tiangang. In a moment, his forehead was covered with sweat. As the last magic seal was cast out, a vast white light flashed through the eyes of the Dragon King statue.

"call..."

The old Taoist priest exhaled a long breath and staggered a few steps with a pale face, but was supported by Master Yu beside him.

"Okay, we can arrange for the people to burn incense and sacrifice!"

Pushing away Mr. Yu next to him, the old Taoist priest walked to the corner beside him, sat cross-legged and adjusted his inner breath.

"Fugui, go and distribute incense to the villagers and let them line up to burn incense."

He gave an order to the servant behind him, and Mr. Yu looked at the young Taoist who had been standing there and closed his eyes to rest.

"Do a good job, don't worry, I won't treat you badly!"

At this time, the young Taoist also opened his eyes, took out a bronze mirror from his arms, and hung it above the head of the Dragon King statue.

"Sure enough, there is a problem. Even the trapped spirit mirror was invited. Could it be that there is really a dragon species here?"

Looking at the young Taoist movements, Li Yang's expression became solemn in an instant.

This spirit trapping mirror is a magic weapon specially used to target the soul and soul. Only Dao sects with profound background, such as Longhu Mountain, can be taken out at will.

If Longhu Mountain can spend so much effort to arrange all this, it is definitely impossible to say that it has no purpose.

However, the dragon species was extremely rare even in ancient times, not to mention the era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was gradually exhausted.
Chapter completed!