Fast Time Travel: The Supporting Role's Counterattack

Chapter 1627

The three of them stepped forward, and there was a crackling sound of thunder, which startled all of them, as if the world had been split apart, and it was very close to them.

The three thieves regained their composure, raised their knives and slashed at the top, and there was another thunder that shook the world, this time on top of their heads.

The shorter one grabbed the leader, "Brother, we'd better leave quickly, this ugly monster is too evil"

The leader is so unbelievable that he doesn't believe in evil, "what are you going to do, cut him off"

The other two didn't dare to go forward, and there was no violent storm outside, and there was no lightning and thunder. It was fine to strike once for no reason, but it sounded when they were about to strike him twice.

It is better to believe what is there than to believe what is not, the two of them dare not ignore God's will.

The leader lifted his legs and rewarded them with his feet, and he swung his knife to slash over. The sound of thunder was even louder, and a 50-meter small hole was directly split in the ground in front of the leader. The leader mechanically raised his head and looked at the roof. There is no trace of being struck by lightning, so how did the thunder pass through the roof and land in front of him.

His gaze once again fell on Leng He's body, he was really evil, the leader ran out in the next second, the remaining two were a bit slower, and when they came to their senses, they also ran out scramblingly, taking the gold away by the way .

Leng He walked out to the yard and looked up at the sky, pointing at the sky and cursed loudly, "You took everything from me, what do you want to do now, even if I was hacked to death by them, I don't want your pity, Red Buddha, listen to me, I will always be your master, I will remember everything you have done to me, you better not let me catch the opportunity, otherwise you will live or I will die..."

Hua Jinyue looked at the copper mirror with a blank expression and said coldly.

Obviously afraid to die, but also to be brave.

Tired of cold and yelling, he returned to the room in a dispirited manner. He went to the end of the bed to dig out the mouse hole, took out two pieces of gold from it, leaned against the end of the bed and laughed softly.

Hua Jinyue became interested when she saw this scene. Could it be that he had another plan?

Leng He didn't show off too much this time. He divided the gold into peanut-sized pieces, equivalent to gold beads. He bought rice and noodles and a horse to go back.

The days can go on for the time being. After waiting for half a month, the drought has been here for several months. The villagers found a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest said that someone needs to sacrifice to relieve the drought.

All the villagers in this village thought of an ugly monster living at the back of the village.

They went over one after another and took Leng He out of his home. Although Leng He didn't go out often, these people were all rescued by him when he was still an immortal. At this time, there were no friendly smiles on their faces, only a sense of coldness .

"What are you doing?!" Leng He struggled, and several villagers tied him up, while the Taoist priest walked over.

When the Taoist priest saw his face, he was immediately disgusted, but he still said a few words, "Boy, you are very lucky. It is your blessing to be chosen to serve the immortals."

Leng He did not quite understand and asked, "What do you mean, what do you mean by serving immortals?"

"Now the drought is abnormal, and the dealer is almost dead. Sending you to the heaven to enshrine the immortal above, maybe you will become an immortal because of it."

He himself is a fairy, who dares to accept him.

Leng He was carried to the river at the head of the village by him. A pile of branches had been built by the river, and a log was erected in the middle, which was smashed deep into the ground, and Leng He was tied to it.

The Taoist priest was practicing not far below, looking at the villagers who were once very friendly coldly, as if they had turned into evil spirits, each one of them was full of kindness,
At noon, the Taoist rang the bell and babbled, and it was over soon. He smashed the bell on the table and said "begin"

Villagers with torches lit the fire.

A group of people looked at Leng He coldly, as if an innocuous mouse had died in their eyes.

Leng He closed his eyes in despair, cold raindrops dripped on Leng He's face, it was raining...

He opened his eyes and found that only one cloud above his head had rained, which put out the fire, and the rest of the place was still dry and did not rain.

The other villagers all looked at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest is just a liar and has no real skills at all. It is really strange to encounter such a thing after cheating for so many years.

After all, the Taoist priest has seen the world and quickly calmed down the villagers and said, "Don't worry, everyone, this is the attack of a god, and burning is not the correct way to worship..."

So Lenghe was tied up and locked in a cage, and they threw him into the river.

Leng He and the cage slowly sank down, the Taoist finally heaved a sigh of relief and got rid of this mess, and must leave here quickly.

Before the Taoist could say goodbye, there was movement on the river, and even the man and the cage came up together and floated on the river.

It was cold inside and he was still breathing well, nothing happened.

The other villagers looked at the Taoist again. The Taoist was stupefied, swallowed subconsciously, and looked at Leng He on the river, "It must be because he is too ugly, so the immortal doesn't want it, so he can only choose other worshippers."

The other villagers suddenly became nervous. They all looked at the coldness on the river. It was because he was too ugly that the immortal dared not take him, and asked them to find someone again.

Who knows who threw a stone, the others picked up the stone on the ground and threw it towards Leng He.

It was cold in the cage and the author didn't move at all. The stone hit his body and his face was covered with red marks, and the blow was so severe that he bled directly on the head.

Leng He stared at them without blinking.

All the stones that were thrown just now flew back, and wherever they hit Leng He, they would hit them back.

The villagers, including the Taoist priests, rushed to leave here.

The cage floated to the shore and opened automatically, and the rope on his body fell slowly.

Leng He survived again. He staggered back to his place of residence and lay on the bed to rest. There were too many things in this day.

The villagers could only choose randomly, and finally an old man got up and chose, also alone.

The old man was tied to the pillar again, Leng He stood up suddenly, came to the river and watched from a distance.

After the fire was lit, it rained on the top of the old man's head. If he was thrown into the river, he would float up and nothing would happen.

The Taoist said again, "It must be because the old man is too old. Immortals don't accept the old man with handicap. Let's re-elect the young man."

No one wants to let their child die, so they can only choose to draw lots, select a little girl, and follow the procedure to burn the little girl to death first, and then drown the little girl. The little girl is just like an old man, and nothing happened.

The Taoist said again, "It must be that the immortal doesn't like girls, so he found a little boy, and the result was the same as the first three."

Furthermore, there are middle-aged people, without a single line, the Taoist priests are about to die of anger.

I don't know who said, "Catch him and enshrine him to the immortals"

(End of this chapter)