In the mountain temple, as Lao Qiu kicked the wet wood waiting to dry around him into the fire, the thick smoke that had just dissipated immediately rose into the air again!

The poor fat chef beside the fire was so cautious about Lao Qiu's foot. He immediately sucked a puff of cigarette into his lungs, and almost fainted!

"Ahem...you!"

Angry! The fat chef, who was crying, grabbed his hands in front of him! He pulled out a burning wooden stick from the fire and wanted to fight Lao Qiu's desperate situation!

But at this moment, outside the temple, Xiao Han's urgent shout suddenly sounded.

"No, the horse ran away! Where is the person, come and chase the horse!"

"What? The horse ran away! Oh! How can I hurry without a horse!"

Hearing this suddenly, the fat chef didn't care about fighting with Lao Qiu, and staggered and ran out.

As for Xiaodong and Lengzi, they were even more rushing... Nonsense, the horse was tied under the roof of his family. If they ran away, Xiao Han would definitely use them as horses...

In an instant, the few people in the room quickly left with the shouts.

In the empty mountain temple, only the rolling smoke and the cautious old Qiu were left.

Staring at the statue of the mountain god blurred in the thick smoke, Lao Qiu quickly came to the temple gate, and with one hand he leaned directly into his arms.

The Xiao family never likes to fight bad wars!

In the past, they would never use a knife to solve things that could be solved by hand or crossbow.

If you can use a rhubarb crossbow to solve it, the hand crossbow can also take a rest.

As for now, the Xiao family has a better treasure.

While the smoke in the room had not dissipated, Lao Qiu took out a round thing from his arms, held it tightly in his hand, and carefully wiped the thing with his other hand!

"Sir..."

Next, a strange sound rang out from Lao Qiu's hand, and soon the sparks passed through the thick smoke and flew towards the statue of the mountain god.

Turn your head and run!

Lao Qiu swore that he had never run so fast in his life! At this speed, even the thin raindrops hit on his face became like a whip, and it hurts so much!

"boom……"

It may be a long time, or it may be a moment! A loud bang came from behind me!

Just behind Lao Qiu, a layer of air wave visible to the naked eye pushed away the heavy rain curtain and chased after it! Then it quickly passed by Lao Qiu.

"I forgot, I seem to be lying down..."

This thought flashed through Lao Qiu's mind, and the next second, he was pushed hard into the mud by the wave of air!

Fortunately, I had already run away for a while, and the air wave was powerless in the future and could only push people to a big blow. Otherwise, Lao Qiu would definitely perform a flying man today, or the kind of dancing with his hands...

Just as Lao Qiu fell into the mud, in front, behind a stone about ten steps away from him!

Xiao Han and the others only showed their eyes outside, like a row of cautious groundhogs, staring at the mountain temple tightly.

In their eyes, the fairly new mountain temple was shattered in an instant! Thick smoke and firelight accompanied by broken wood and broken paper! It gushed out from the huge black holes, and the scene was extremely shocking!

What’s even more strange is that there is half a clay statue of the mountain god, who flew straight out of the top of the temple, and finally it didn’t know where it ended up!

"Marty, the gods are flying in the sky..." After wiping the rain on his face, he murmured to himself at the gloomy sky.

"Nonsense, if the gods don't go to heaven, then they are called immortals? Where is the umbrella, get the umbrella!" The crisis was resolved, Xiao Han also shook and slapped Lanzi on the head. He didn't see me getting wet in the rain? He didn't have any strength at all!

After a while of rushing, the few people who almost fell into a dripping chicken finally stood up again.

All the gods in the temple flew away, and I don’t know how the mice hiding inside were doing.

He sent Lao Qiu, who had gotten up from the mud and water, to take a look, but the guy carefully returned to the temple gate, looked in, and then ran over without looking back.

In his words, there is no need to worry about searching in. The location of the Tibetan mountain god statue is now a charred pit and there is not a single bone left.

And in other parts of the temple, it was even more messy at this time!

Most of the beams and bricks on the roof of his head were smashed. Just as Lao Qiu was watching, fragments fell from the top from time to time. If you don’t want to get smashed, it’s better not to go in and wander around.

"Oh, what a good temple, it's ruined like this! Sin, Ami Tofu..."

Holding an umbrella and standing in the rain, looking at the mountain temple that had become dilapidated in an instant, Xiao Han sighed heavily, not knowing what he was worried about.

"Mr. Marquis, let's blow up the mountain temple. Isn't the gods blamed me?"

Xiaodong was re-buckled the car quickly, but he accidentally saw Xiao Han sighing, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Blame?" Xiao Han rolled his eyes when he heard Xiaodong's words: "Tsk, it's not the temple we exploded. If you want to find it, you have to go find Lao Qiu!"

"Huh? That's what I said!"

Xiaodong suddenly realized, then he had lost all his thoughts and continued to take the car happily. Only Xue Pan blushed, and his slender hands kept twisting various tricks on Xiao Han's body.

"You have led all the people in our family to pieces!"

Xiao Han was twisted and grinned his teeth, and reluctantly ran outside to get in the rain. He could only scream in silence: "It was them who led me, not me who led me..."

Pack up your things and set off again while it was dark.

After the incident just now, Xiaodong and the others were obviously much more alert, and no one was thinking about joking anymore. Even the fat chef turned around frequently and looked at the "dashed temple" behind him.

This is not his lingering fear. In fact, as the old man around Xiao Han, even if the gods wanted to be unfavorable to Xiao Han, he would dare to rush forward with a knife!

His only purpose of turning back at this time was to pay tribute to his precious iron pot and baby kitchen knife...

Now, everything was buried wherever it was, and it couldn't be dug out, and I couldn't cry without tears...

Xiao Han and the others left quietly, just as they came quietly, waved their sleeves, but did not take away a cloud, but harmed the entire temple!

After the rain passed, the villagers around him discovered the strangeness of the mountain temple, and were shocked and discussed it.

Among them, a woodcutter swore that when he was sheltering from the rain in the mountains, he saw two thunders falling from the sky, one hitting a giant tree, and the other hitting a mountain temple.

At first, the villagers didn't believe the woodcutter's words, but when they saw the big tree that was smashed, they believed it seven minutes in their hearts.

Then, someone then found that there were only half of the mountain god statues left behind dozens of feet behind the temple. Now everyone had to believe it!
Chapter completed!