Jia Ping'an always felt that pretending to be a ghost is not something that motivated people should do, but a large-scale superstitious activity is being carried out here.

When the powerful man saw Jia Ping'an, his lips curled up, "Jia Ping'an, come here to commit an offense at night, and wait for my husband's impeachment tomorrow! Come and drive out!"

Duan Chuliang looked up, and under the fire, his red eyes shocked the powerful and nobles, "Save me!"

He stumbled back, but the grain was not moving.

Li Chunfeng muttered: "This is the powerful and powerful of my Tang Dynasty. All the brave men of the past were thrown into the Wei River."

These people have long lost their courage, and their depravity is astonishing.

When the late emperor was there, he could be said to be a gathering of generals, but as those generals grew older, no one followed.

This is also the reason why the Tang Dynasty fell into a passive position when facing Tubo.

Jia Ping'an stepped forward and said with a grim smile: "I heard that there are people gathering here... I have a bad plan!"

A Haonu relaxed his hand and landed on the ground with his sword.

The powerful and powerful are as stupid as a wooden chicken.

Jia Ping'an took the man in a swagger.

In the lobby, Saha was still talking.

"…The top of the sacred mountain is covered with white mist all year round. Once you appear, you can see auspicious clouds..."

Saba Mi looked up at the void and said happily: "I had the honor to see that auspicious cloud. At that time, I was lying dying in the snow. The auspicious cloud appeared, and a force was added to my body. I stumbled upwards, but the white mist immediately surged... I couldn't see anything in front of me..."

"What a pity!"

"If I could take a look, I would be willing to pay 200,000 yuan!"

A powerful man who looks pretty good is full of longing for him.

Silly!

Jia Ping'an appeared outside the lobby and sang: "Saturday, where is the sacred mountain?"

When Saha Bu Mei saw a young man, he said lightly: "The sacred mountain is in an illusory place, and mortals cannot see it."

"So you are a mortal?"

Jia Ping'an's problem is tricky.

Saha said calmly: "On the eve of coming to the Tang Dynasty, I had a dream."

I have a dream!

Jia Ping'an felt that this guy could go and tell a story.

"I dreamed that the white mist dissipated on the sacred mountain. In the auspicious clouds, the gods were talking loudly, reaching out to grab the clouds, and then floating away in the clouds..."

"What's on the top of the mountain?"

Jia Ping'an asked again.

Saha sighed, "There is a palace on the top of the mountain, vast and boundless..."

"Can this still have magical powers in your sleeve?"

Li Chunfeng came in.

Then the two began to argue.

A refutation.

Old Li was defeated.

Uncle Li!

You...

Li Chunfeng retreated and gasped, "I have neglected to practice in recent years. I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, and I have to go back to seclusion."

I believe you evilly!

Saba said lightly: "The gods told me that I should find one hundred and eight destined people, and then let them pray devoutly, so that I can go and see the sacred mountain..."

Li Banxian was defeated?

Those powerful people became more and more excited.

"How do you pray?"

Saba Mi smiled and said, "Just silently to protect the gods, and the sacred mountain will appear again."

A sigh.

Jia Ping'an came over.

A group of idiots were full of gods at this moment, as if they could set out to the sacred mountain to take a look, and then take a breath and live forever.

He looked at Saba and said, "Can the gods protect you?"

Saha did not hesitate at all and nodded, "Of course, otherwise I would not be able to go to the sacred mountain again. The sacred mountain is covered with snow. If the voices are louder, the snow will collapse. Even if millions of people are invincible, they will turn into sacrifices for the gods..."

Jia Ping'an asked again: "Is there really a god protecting his body?"

This young man said a lot.

Sabata nodded.

Knock!

Jia Ping'an pulled out the horizontal knife, which was like lightning, and rested on Saba's neck.

His eyes were sharp and his voice was contemptuous, "Tell me, if I kill you with one sword, will the power of the gods protect you?"

Saba's legs trembled for a while, and Jia Ping'an, who was close to him, discovered it.

"Your legs are shaking."

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Do you want me to support you? No, that will make you feel that the gods are very weak."

He closed the knife like lightning and turned around and said, "It's just a liar!"

Until he walked out, no one in the lobby spoke.

"Ha ha!"

Saba smiled slightly, "O God-despair! You will fall into the abyss."

After leaving Liquanfang, Li Chunfeng muttered, "This person is a liar, but he is very eloquent. He is not good at eloquence and cannot come out to cheat."

"wrong."

Li Chunfeng looked at him, "Where is the mistake?"

Jia Ping calmed down a long strand of hair blown by the night wind and said calmly: "Many times, the less you talk, the more trustworthy you are. For example, if you should lead a team of followers in Sabaya, he didn't speak, or occasionally said a few words, and let those followers brag about the rest..."

Li Chunfeng covered his forehead and sighed: "If you go to cheat, you may be able to cheat a city."

"I've cheated."

Jia Ping'an smiled proudly, "I have deceived Tuyuhun's royal city."

Li Chunfeng changed the topic and had a little sarcastic look in his eyes, "You are right. If there were a team of followers, the scam of Sabata would be even more flawless. But he didn't, a ridiculous scammer, he didn't even have a follower, hahahaha!"

A poor jingling scammer probably heard that the late emperor had passed away, so he quickly came to the Tang Dynasty to see what the descendants of the emperor he had deceived.

Unfortunately, Jia Ping'an saw through his tricks at a glance.

When he returned home, Di Renjie was drinking.

"how?"

"A liar!"

Jia Ping'an sat down and Di Renjie poured him a glass of wine.

The wine glass was placed on Jia Ping'an's side, which shows that Di Renjie was waiting for him.

Jia Ping'an told the story of sleeping in the world.

"...What are you talking about? The ridiculous sacred mountain. If there are really gods, they will definitely not stay in the world and watch the mortals floating in the world disgust themselves."

Jia Ping'an raised his glass and drank it all.

There are trees in the yard, and the night wind blows through the branches and leaves, and a dead leaf that escaped the spring breeze falls down.

"The gods cannot be trusted!"

Di Renjie himself was a strong person. Later, when he cleaned up the lewd sacrifice, all ghosts and gods, which did not exist, would be destroyed.

He raised his glass and refused to drink, but looked at Jia Ping'an, "Do you believe in the gods?"

Brother, are you too aggressive?

Yuan Fang, what do you think?

"The gods are unlimited!" Jia Ping'an used the most cautious attitude, "But even if you don't believe in things you don't know, you should remain awe."

Di Renjie suddenly laughed and looked very relieved.
To be continued...