Chen Long was shocked by Bo Gucheng's belief in Xi Zuer's evil.

But when he looked up and saw Bo Gucheng's unwavering face, he wanted to say dissuasion, so he obediently swallowed it back.

If you say it, you might be beaten even worse by your master.

Forget it, sacrifice is sacrifice. If it doesn’t work, it’s not too late to participate in Concubine Xi!

Chenlong is busy implementing it.

Just one stick of incense.

Several bonfires lit up deep in the dark valley.

The bonfire is surrounded by a semicircular shape, with an antique table in the middle, cleanly placing a stove of incense and a pot of wine.

Bo Gucheng was straight, holding incense to bury the corpse and slowly bowed three times, sprinkling the aging in the wine pot three feet in front of the table, silently reciting the sacrificial text in his heart.

The subordinates behind him all stopped and stood silently according to the rules, not daring to make a fuss.

At this moment, there was a strange feeling that the gods came from all over the world.

Everyone was so arrogant that they didn't dare to show off.

He stood in silence for a long time.

Suddenly!

A gust of mountain wind blew by, whirling in the valley.

Then I heard a loud crackling sound, like thunder in the sky and like a dragon roar under the ground. Even these soldiers who were used to seeing big scenes could not help but turn pale, not knowing what terrifying things were about to happen.

Only Bo Gucheng still had a calm face, stood in front of the incense burner, with his eyes firm.

The little girl said to worship the mountain god, and he believed her to the end.

Although he couldn't tell where this trust came from, he just believed it.

Maybe it was because, since the first meeting, she was mysterious, unheard and annoying, but she never lied to him.

She never lie.

He believed in her.

Bo Gucheng looked at the void with confidence. No matter what happened next, even if this kind of worship of God would ruin his majestic image in the minds of his subordinates, he would recognize it.

The loud noise lasted for half an incense stick.

It comes violently and leaves no trace when it goes.

Everyone reacted, and the heart-wrenching pressure on their bodies suddenly relaxed, and they felt like they had a life of surviving the disaster.

That's it?

Therefore, there is no use for worshiping mountain gods?

Chen Long was about to take the opportunity to make Bo Gucheng, and he would never believe the nonsense of Xi Zuer's female bandit. The next second, his mouth was so open that it could not close at all.

I saw that the cemetery they were about to dig in the valley after the loud bang actually cracked a huge crack like a spider web.

The hard granite that could not be dug just now suddenly cracked under the power of nature.

There is a sarcophagus deep in the distance!

Damn it.

Miss Zuer is so fucking good.

The old superstitious activity of worshiping the mountain god really works.

Chen Long, whose three views had been broken, his cheeks were scattered and swayed in place.

But Bo Gucheng slowly curled the corners of his lips and ordered coldly: "Continue to start work! I swear to dig out all the people, even if only bones are left!"

Miss Zuer.

I didn't believe you wrongly.

==

Xi Zuer pushed the door and entered the ward. When she saw the couple who were quarreling, she pinched her eyebrows with headache.

Just now, the doctor proposed three treatment plans for Xi Yuanshan's brain tumor.

First, conservative treatment, life and death are based on fate; second, surgery is performed immediately, but after cutting, it will become a vegetative person; third, use a newly developed biological agent therapy in the medical field to naturally shrink the brain tumor, but there is a risk of failure. Once it fails, it will die, and it costs huge, starting from tens of millions.

Xi Yuanshan really wants to try the third treatment.

Gu Qiusha was a little worried about the risk of failure and kept asking doctors about precautions for biological preparations.

Xi Yuanshan got angry: "You are reluctant to spend money on me to treat the disease, right?"

Gu Qiusha didn't talk back to him: "..." I just wanted to learn more about the risks of treatment.

Xi Yuanshan was even more angry: "Do you want me to die of illness? Then you go and hang out with that guy Gu Yuzhi and cuckold me?"

Gu Qiusha couldn't help but be so good-tempered. Her husband could scold her and insulted her brother, but she couldn't!
Chapter completed!