Like visiting his own back garden, Gu Changsheng looked at the occasional people on the street, and immediately changed his mind!

Dayao Village is located at the foot of Dayao Mountain, which is an important border defense area and a place where people in southern Xinjiang live.

At this time, the gate of Dayao Village was broken, and the people of Dayao Village should have been panicked, but it was obviously not the case.

Xiao'er only thought that the guy who was heavy on sex and light on friends followed Gu Changsheng for a while, and then felt bored, and ran away to continue to please her beautiful man, while Gu Changsheng ran to the city tower alone.

On the top of the city tower, the little monk who was escorted by Xiao Cui stared at the bright little head, reflecting the afterglow, wearing a small monk's robe, sitting on the city tower that was bombed into potholes.

The sound of the wooden fish bursts, and the little monk is as kind as ever, and he is more and more familiar with the recitation of the past life.

Gu Changsheng found a vacant space beside him, sat cross-legged like him, and looked down at the city with his chin in drag.

"Little monk, what do you think these people think?"

Dayao Village can be seen everywhere kneeling to worship the people, that look, how pious you are, how pious you are, Gu Changsheng is a little unable to touch the north.

"Nan Wu Amitabha......" The little lips were closed one by one, and the little monk was concentrating on reciting the Sutra of the Past Life, ignoring her.

Gu Changsheng felt bored, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "It's just a formality, don't you want to be so serious!"

"Lady! This family is a monk for a day and recites a sutra for a day! You can't be disrespectful to the Buddha!" Xiao Cui couldn't help but smell her own unobtrusive lady in the back.

Hearing this, Gu Changsheng nodded.

Indeed, although she is not a good man and a woman, she cannot deny the beliefs of others!

Although she has always felt that the little monk who eats meat may not have much firm faith, but the obvious little monk who does not quit thinks it is true, and thinks that he is a very qualified good monk!

If she didn't quit the little monk and ignored her, Gu Changsheng naturally wouldn't be bored with herself, so he could only talk to Xiao Cui behind him, "Xiao Cui, who are you worshipping them for?"

"Lady, Southern Xinjiang believes in the god of the red sun!" Xiao Cui said in a deep voice.

As a member of the Dark Night Army, Xiao Cui remembers everything about the few things she has collected in southern Xinjiang.

"No!, obviously, they're bowing down to our Night Army!" Gu Changsheng shook his head.

At this time, the remnants of the Shankar clan hidden in Dayao Village have been surrounded and suppressed, and now, the Night Army is shuttling through the city to clean up the corpses and deal with the aftermath.

And when they pass, the people will bow and worship......

This......

"It stands to reason that old lady I broke their city and killed their soldiers, shouldn't they hate us to the core? Why are these people out of tune than me, so they don't follow the script?" Gu Changsheng scratched his chin suspiciously.

Ya, curiosity kills the cat, she Gu Changsheng Cliff doesn't want to be the cat that was killed!

The internal force radiated from the inner body, Gu Changsheng's luck observation technique, and listened intently to the words of the worshippers in the distance.

"Divine soldiers descend from the sky! Divine soldiers descend from the sky! The god of the red sun protects the Wind Phoenix clan!"

"God-blessed clan, the earth shakes the mountains, God bless Dayao Village, survive this catastrophe!"

"Almighty God of the Red Sun, please let the Divine Blessing Clan bless us with peace and sound!"

“……”

The sound of pious prayer reached Gu Changsheng's ears, making the corners of her mouth twitch.

Ya, she is really not familiar with the god of the red sun!

Just a few bombs, and she inexplicably became a celebrity in front of God?

This...... Who should I talk to about this?

Touching his chin with both hands, Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows a few times, and beckoned to Xiao Cui, "Xiao Cui, I have decided, let's stay in Da Yao Village for a few more days!"

"Ah, why? Didn't the lady say that the teacher was pointing directly at the Daze Mountain Shanka clan?" Xiao Cui heard this, and immediately opened her mouth in confusion.

Gu Changsheng smiled when he heard this, raised his hand and pointed at the people in the city who were worshipping sporadically, and said evilly, "See, these people have already been frightened by the bomb, and they worship you as if you were a divine soldier descending from the sky!"

"The land of southern Xinjiang has a strong faith, since we have taken the name of the god of the red sun, of course, we must use this name to live a comfortable life for a few days!"

They are comfortable, and some people must be uncomfortable!

"Lady, how do you use it?" Xiao Cui said suspiciously.

"Wait!" Gu Changsheng spit out a word with a radiant expression, and then continued, "Wait for three or five days, wait for the battle of Dayao Village to spread in southern Xinjiang, and wait for the fame of my Fenghuang clan to be blessed by the god of the red sun!

At that time, she will be in the dark night army, and it will be the real no-man's land!

She wants to see how the Shankar clan will take back a city in the face of the people's thousand-year-old faith!

"Lady's idea is good, but what about the little boy? The little boy is still in Daze Mountain, aren't you worried?" Xiao Cui scratched her head, and spoke again, along the way, her own lady's worried look is still vivid, why in a blink of an eye, her own lady is not in a hurry?

"He......" Thinking of his little meat bun, Gu Changsheng hooked his lips and smiled, "He is my Gu Changsheng's son, in this world, no one knows him better than me! Dandan helps him not to be afraid of witches, the people of the Shankar clan can't help him, he may not be able to count how happy he is in Daze Mountain, how miserable he is to harm people!"

When Xiaocui heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she lowered her head and stopped talking.

……

At this moment, in the Wuzhu Temple of the Dazeshan Shankar Clan Power Center, a small person nested in the dark and uninhabited place of the kitchen with a bitter and hateful face, cross-legged, pointing at the busy chefs outside and muttering in a low voice.

"Oh, why don't you make braised pig's trotters today? Why don't you make braised pig's trotters?"

Nobody paid any attention to him.

"If you don't make braised pork trotters, it's not bad to make sauce-flavored chicken feet!"

Still no one paid attention to him.

Xiao Roubao lowered his head angrily and began to pull in his arms, "It's too picky, I can't order food, I don't want to open the forest! What kind of ingredients are you going to give them today?"

"Croton San?"

"No, no, no, I used this yesterday, and if I have diarrhea, they will suspect it, so let's change the trick!" Looking at the chefs in the kitchen who were about to have diarrhea and white faces, Xiao Meatbao denied himself very compassionately and continued to barra.

"If you don't have itching medicine, my mother said that this can make people itch to scratch off a layer of skin, En'en, just peel off the skin for the people here, and slowly shape it!"

The chefs were cooking, and the little meat bun took advantage of their inattention, relying on their small size, and secretly poured a small half packet of itching medicine into their water tank.

After the success of the retirement, the little meat bun began to worry about where to go today!

In the past few days, there have been a lot of patrols and guards in the Wuzhu Temple, all of whom are searching for him, but unfortunately it is obvious that their search technology is not as good as the small meat bag hiding technology, this little baby is playing hide and seek with the patrols who search, while searching for the delicious food in the kitchen, and at the same time drugging them, and the people of the entire Wuzhu Temple are unaware of the ghosts, and they are miserable!

"That villainous old pious woman has been plucked out of her hair by me, and she hasn't been seen for days, no, I have to go and see if her hair has grown, and if it does, I'll pull it out for her again!

I have to say, the little meat bun really thinks too much, Shanka Tianji was made like that by him, not to mention the hair, even the scalp is about to be peeled off, in a short period of time, it is impossible for that hair to grow again, maybe, it may not be able to grow in this life!

However, the little meat bun Gu Ze is the same as his mother, he is a person who holds grudges, so he waited for his own mother to pick him up and waited for the idle and boring little meat bun to start wandering around the Wu Zhu Temple, just to find the trace of Shankar Tianji.

Shankar Tianji, the great witch of the Shanka clan in southern Xinjiang, people from the outside world may not know that the current king of southern Xinjiang is actually a male puppet, but the real power is this old woman who is more than half a hundred years old, but she is as old as an eighty or ninety-year-old man!

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and under the unremitting search of the little meat bun, he finally let him catch Shanka Tianji, who had just recuperated.

Watching Shankar Tianji wave away all the servants who served, the small meat bag hiding in the corner of the wall held her small chin with a puzzled expression.

After a few days of cultivation, Shanka Tianji was finally able to get out of bed, her hair was plucked out, her head was full of flesh and blood, and now she could only be wrapped more tightly in a black witch robe, and waved away the servant, Shanka Tianji pushed away a secret compartment in her dormitory with a look of hatred.

"Wow! there's a mechanism!" The big eyes of the little meat bun hiding in the dark suddenly shone brightly, and the mosquito snorted and spoke, "There must be a treasure hidden in such a tightly hidden mechanism!

Yes, this little tail named Little Meat Bun followed behind Shankar Tianji and dodged into the mechanism