Age of Terror: I, City God, Start To Sign In

"We..." Chen Feigang uttered two words, but Wu Xiong held him back.

Wu Xiong smiled at Lin Ersao and said: "It's okay, we just finally invited back to Chenghuang, but we were too excited, let's wash our hands now."

Speaking vaguely, Wu Xiong carefully hung the portrait on the wall.

Then he took Chen Fei and walked out.

Chen Fei looked dumbfounded.

When I walked out the door, I couldn't help but ask Wu Xiong, "Old Wu, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? What can I mean?"

Wu Xiong slapped Chen Fei on the forehead: "Mr. Qin, no, Lord Chenghuang, do you think about why we met Lord Chenghuang?"

Chen Fei clutched the forehead that was slapped by Wu Xiong, and asked with a puzzled look: "Why?"

"The city **** is out on a parade, and the road is uneven, so we have this chance!" Wu Xiong shook his head with a bit of resentment, and continued:

"God is a secret in this world, can it be revealed casually?"

"this…"

Chen Fei touched his forehead with a puzzled look: "But at the beginning, Lord Chenghuang not only helped us cast spells, but later even instructed us to invite the gods, isn't it just to let us know his identity?"

"Why are you so stupid?"

Wu Xiong was a little frustrated: "The Lord Chenghuang just used our mouth to tell the head of the gods to Village Chief Wang, so that everyone can worship the Lord Chenghuang at home, but Lord Chenghuang didn’t say anything to let us go directly. The Hot Spring Villa is looking for him, don't you know what you mean, dog brain?"

Originally, Chen Fei didn't quite understand it, but Wu Xiong said it.

Also instantly understood.

When Qin Feng said that he was going to the Hot Spring Villa, although he did not hide it from them, he never said that he asked them to go to the Hot Spring Villa for help.

Instead, he pointed them and asked them to worship the city **** at home.

Such a reminder was enough to show that Qin Feng didn't want to be disturbed.

If they had just told Lin Er's wife the news, needless to say, the two women in the family were going crazy, so they should not be forced to find Lord Chenghuang?

If they really rushed to find Lord Chenghuang, not only would they not get shelter, they would annoy Lord Chenghuang instead.

This one was not careful and almost made a big mistake!

Thinking of this, Chen Fei covered his mouth and muttered quietly:

"Don't blame the city god! Don't blame the city god!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Wu Xiong who was aside, and patted his mouth: "Old Wu, fortunately, you just stopped me, otherwise our chance will become a debt!"

With emotion, Chen Fei felt a little pity again: "If I knew it earlier, I would have to follow whatever I said to the Hot Spring Villa. From now on...well, I don't know if I have a chance to see Lord Chenghuang again?"

Wu Xiong waved his hand: "This kind of opportunity can be met but not sought. Don't try to force it."

"Yes!"

Chen Fei nodded in agreement: "However, since Lord Chenghuang used our mouth to convey the method of inviting the gods to Village Chief Wang, he must want more people to be sheltered. I think if we let the big guys in the village It shouldn’t be considered a taboo to invite all the gods, so that everyone can be blessed by Lord Chenghuang.”

"That's right, but this matter is not in a hurry. Let's solve the Feng Yuan family's affairs first. If Feng Yuan really gets into something dirty, even if Ping An Fu is useless, we still have the jade pendant that Chenghuang personally casts the spell. Make sure that the dirty thing is not. The place can run, but it really can’t. I will go to the Chenghuang Temple in person to invite Feng Yuan’s family to a god!”

"Yes, yes! Then I'll go back first, and we'll go there together later."

"Row!"

Feng Yuan's house.

Xu Xiaofeng opened her eyes in a daze, only feeling dizzy, and a strong sense of hunger made her clutch her belly uncomfortably.

"Xiaofeng, it's time to eat!"

Holding a small bowl with fine porcelain and silver rim, Feng Yuan walked quickly to the side of the bed, looking at Xu Xiaofeng tenderly.

Xu Xiaofeng shrugged his nose as a scent came.

I just feel that the hunger is getting stronger.

She looked into the small bowl.

I saw it.

The bowl was filled with thick, white soup.

I don't know why, but the incense candles that her husband sneaked up in the middle of the night appeared in her mind. She quickly pushed aside the small bowl, frowning and saying:

"I do not want to eat."

Feng Yuan sat on the edge of the bed with a stern face, took a spoonful of soup and handed it to Xu Xiaofeng's mouth: "Be obedient, you will have the strength to get out of bed after eating."

Xu Xiaofeng, who was a bit repulsive at first, felt a little guilty when she heard these words.

How long has she not got out of bed?

Two months?

Three months?

For her, Feng Yuan also stayed at home every day, and the shop at home had not been opened for a long time.

She didn't want Feng Yuan to worry so much.

"Feng Yuan, if it weren't for me..."

Before Xu Xiaofeng finished speaking, his mouth was gagged with a spoon.

Suddenly.

The scent of punching nose filled her throat.

Feng Yuan poured the soup from the spoon into Xu Xiaofeng's mouth while softly comforting: "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you eat all of it, all your illnesses will be healed, be good, stop messing around."

The soft voice was like a demon babbling.

It also made Xu Xiaofeng a little scared.

"No... I don't want to eat."

Xu Xiaofeng choked and vomited all the soup in his mouth.

"Xiaofeng, what are you doing?" Feng Yuan's face turned dark, and his eyes were suddenly red. He grabbed Xiaofeng's chin with one hand, and then held the silver-rimmed porcelain bowl with the other.

Pour all the soup in the bowl firmly into Xu Xiaofeng's mouth.

The thick soup kept flowing from Xu Xiaofeng's mouth and stuck to her clothes and hair.

"No...ooh..."

Xu Xiaofeng struggled constantly, only feeling that her always gentle husband seemed to be a different person, with great strength and frightening.

How can she resist, who has always been weak?

"Snapped!"

Under Xu Xiaofeng's struggle, the silver-rimmed porcelain bowl suddenly fell to the ground and fell to pieces, with a small amount of soup remaining in the fragments.

"Woohoo..."

Tears kept slipping from the corner of Xu Xiaofeng's eyes and fell on her clothes.

Also knocked down in Feng Yuan's hands.

Only then did Feng Yuan react, and he quickly let go of Xu Xiaofeng.

It's like a kid doing something wrong.

Panic and at a loss.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Feng Yuan looked at the broken bowl on the ground blankly, muttering constantly in his mouth, and suddenly hugged Xu Xiaofeng:

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, it was all my fault! I was just too impatient just now, don't you blame me?"

In the constant apologies, Feng Yuan's tone was almost pleading.

But this voice made Xu Xiaofeng chill all over his body.

Only panic remained in his eyes.

Is this really her husband?

What happened to her husband, why did he suddenly become like this?

at this time.

"Feng Yuan, are you at home?" A shout came from outside the door, giving Xu Xiaofeng a look in panic.

This is the voice of Brother Wu.

Did Brother Wu come to give her peace and blessing?