Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

The farce of sacrifice has always existed in the city in subtle ways.

While the citizens were worried about the fate of the people in the city, they also maintained hope because of the high priest's words "I guarantee it with my life."

The nearest temple continues to close at sunrise and close to visitors at sunset, but the servants are nowhere to be found, and the high priest is in charge of the daily affairs of the temple.

"High Priest, are you here again today?" Mother-in-law Xiang, who came to petition every day, greeted the High Priest.

"Yes, Grandma Xiang, you are here again today." The high priest answered while flicking the candlelight.

"I have said before the gods that I will come every day. My sincerity will surely be heard by the Lord Nuo."

"Yes." The high priest lit the incense for Mother-in-law Xiang and handed it to her.

"Thank you." He took the incense from his mother-in-law.

After making a serious request to my mother-in-law, I kowtowed three times.

"High Priest, do you think... can I see the plague eradicated in my lifetime?"

The candlelight before the shrine flickered a few times and became a little brighter.

"Yes, next year will be a good year." The high priest said to Grandma Xiang with certainty.

"Hahaha, I feel relieved now that the high priest said that." Grandma Xiang was indeed a lot happier.

"Don't worry, we have the protection of the Nuo God."

"Yes, yes. I'll go back today."

"Walk slowly."

After sending Grandma Xiang away, the high priest felt a surge of evil spirit again. This had been going on for several days, almost always at this time.

"May Yuanshi be at peace and announce this to all spirits." As soon as the high priest uttered the spell, a talisman to ward off evil spirits flew out from his palm and stuck firmly to the locust tree in the yard. Then he continued to deal with the affairs of the temple.

However, from Su Qingchen's perspective.

The white fox demon was crawling outside the temple in its animal form, and brought the highly poisonous phantom grass.

This is a token used by monsters to show their piety to the gods.

This grass usually grows on the edge of a thorny cliff, and one needs to sacrifice one's own spiritual power and blood to pick it. If this grass is offered as an offering for 49 consecutive days, some monsters will be exempted and can enter the temple to petition.

It was already the fifteenth day. The white fox demon at the door obviously no longer had the arrogance of the first day. It just silently brought the Fantasy Grass every day, and then lay on the ground for a while with a tired look on its face, without any excessive behavior. After about an incense stick of time, if it did not receive any revelation from the gods, it would slowly stand up and leave with its head hung down.

It was another crimson evening. The high priest finished his daily duties, kowtowed three times to the altar, closed the temple door, and left.

"Oh, another day!" Su Qingchen jumped down from the altar.

"Today, 32 petitions were added. Previously, there were 412 in total, and 170 have been completed. Mo Zhu forwarded 12 to Bashan Granny and 8 to Tianlang Mountain God. Ah, 3 were rejected. So now there are only..."

Su Qingchen was flipping through the petition book while calculating the debts he owed.

"Hiss..." A very slight sound of fire came from outside the door.

Su Qingchen excitedly hid behind the temple door, waiting for Mo Zhu to push the door open.

However, Su Qingchen had been waiting for a while, but Mo Zhu had not come in yet.

"Why don't you come in?" Su Qingchen asked through the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zhu pushed the door and entered the temple.

Su Qingchen stuck his head out of the door and looked, "Is the Phantom Grass destroyed?" Su Qingchen asked.

"Yeah." Mo Zhu answered indifferently, turned his back to the door and closed it.

Destroying the white fox demon's phantom grass is Mo Zhu's daily routine.

"What were you doing outside just now? Why did it take you so long to come in?"

"Uh……"

"Hesitate, what did you do? Tell the truth."

"I...I brought a pot of black orchid for Lord Nuo."

Mo Zhu spoke in a low voice, and slowly stretched out his hand hidden behind his back, holding a pot of black orchids in full bloom.

"Oh, it's for the Nuo God. The Nuo God is over there." Su Qingchen pointed to the statue of the Nuo God on the altar and continued, "Put it on the altar."

Mo Zhu didn't move, but just moved Mo Lan closer to Su Qingchen.

"You want me to help you put it away?" Su Qingchen didn't answer and teased.

"Give it...give it to the master." Mo Zhu found it difficult to speak.

"Then I'll take it!" Su Qingchen happily took the Molan from Mo Zhu's hand.

"It's really beautiful." Su Qingchen liked it very much.

"What day is today? Why did you think of giving me this?" Su Qingchen was still a little curious.

"It's... it's a lady selling flowers in the north of the city. She said... it's good to keep this at home."

Looking at Mo Zhu's awkward look, Su Qingchen didn't know why he was in a good mood.

"That's definitely good. These flowers are so beautiful. I, Lord Nuo, feel happy every day just looking at them. This city will surely be blessed with good things."

As Su Qingchen spoke, he took the flowers to the altar, moved the candlesticks to the sides, and placed the Molan in the middle.