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Chapter 585 The Old Miracle Doctor(1/3)

In a quiet forest, Lei Tiangui carefully led Jia Xu into a hidden cave.

The cave is surrounded by green trees and the entrance is covered by lush branches and leaves, which looks quite mysterious.

Lei Tiangui carefully checked this place in advance to ensure safety.

Outside the cave, wild fruits are hung on the branches, like strings of tempting gems, exuding a natural fragrance.

It's safe and has something to eat here.

Jia Xu followed Lei Tiangui into the cave, his heart full of doubts and curiosity.

He couldn't help but ask, "Did the Prime Minister let me go?"

Lei Tiangui quickly made a gesture of silence and said softly: "Don't talk, otherwise I will kill you."

Seeing this, Jia Xu nodded and stopped talking.

There was a damp breath in the cave, and the water droplets on the stone wall slowly dripped, making a crisp sound.

Jia Xu quietly observed the surrounding environment, trying to find some answers from Lei Tiangui's expression.

Jia Xu thought hard in the cave, but could not find any answer. His eyes wandered in the darkness, and the doubts in his heart became heavier.

After a while, Lei Tiangui walked in from outside.

His figure seemed a little blurred in the light at the entrance of the cave, holding some bright wild fruits in his hand, exuding an attractive fragrance.

Lei Tiangui walked to Jia Xu, handed the wild fruit to him gently, and said, "Eat some to replenish your energy. After a while, we will have to set off."

Jia Xu ate wild fruit silently, but the doubts in his heart were not eliminated.

"You'd better give me honestly now and don't ask anything, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Lei Tiangui said coldly.

In a spacious and simple room, Liu Long paced back and forth anxiously.

The windows were open and the breeze was blowing gently.

His eyes looked at the door from time to time, and he silently prayed in his heart that Zhao Qiang's return.

Liu Long finally decided to gather a few confidants.

They sat around a rough wooden table.

Liu Long took a deep breath and said slowly: "I asked Zhao Qiang to find Liu Bei, but he has not returned yet." His voice revealed concerns and anxiety.

Several confidants exchanged glances with each other, and then said one person: "Don't worry, boss, that's true, Zhao Qiang will definitely not happen."

However, Liu Long's uneasiness did not ease. He frowned and his hands were clenched unconsciously.

At this time, a confidant asked a question.

"Boss, there is an old god in the southern village, which is very effective. Why don't we go to worship him, it may help accomplish the big thing." His voice was filled with a hint of expectation.

Others nodded, saying that this was indeed the case.

However, Liu Long frowned, he didn't really believe these things.

He calmed down and scolded: "Don't believe in these sluts! We rely on strength and wisdom, not illusory prayers!"

The air in the room seemed to freeze instantly, and everyone was silent for a moment.

Liu Long continued: "We should strive for success through our own efforts and determination, rather than relying on mysterious power."

After everyone dispersed, they walked on the narrow path.

"That old god is very powerful, but the boss doesn't believe it." Someone said angrily.

"Yes, whether he believes it or not, we can just believe it. Why not worship the old god now?" another person suggested.

After hearing this, the others thought it made sense.

They walked towards the village to the south.

"This worship may bring us good luck." Someone said with anticipation.

"Yes, I hope the old god can bless us to complete the big thing smoothly." Another person echoed.

Gradually, the villages in the south appeared in their sight, and smoke drifted on the roof.

In front of a quaint wooden house, people formed a circle, and in the middle, someone carried a large stretcher, and an old man with fairy spirit was sitting on it.

The old man was wearing a white robe and his hair was white, as if he had an extraordinary temperament.

He held a bamboo tube in his hand, constantly sprinkling crystal clear holy water.

The villagers around him quietly surrounded him, with awe and expectation in their eyes.

"Is this the legendary old god?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Yes, his holy water is said to have magical powers." Another person replied.

The villagers whispered and whispered, full of expectations and hope for the arrival of the old god.

The old man smiled, his eyes revealing love and wisdom. He gently waved the bamboo tube in his hand, and the holy water fell on people, as if he gave them blessings and blessings.

Several of Liu Long's confidants were attracted by the scene in front of him.

When they saw the villagers surrounding the old man with fairy spirit and the holy water he sprinkled, their eyes showed a sense of awe.

They knelt slowly, leaned forward slightly, and looked very pious.

There was a quiet and mysterious atmosphere all around, as if time had frozen at this moment.

They lowered their heads, folded their hands together, and silently expressed their respect and prayers to the old god.

Liu Long was secretly angry. He knew his subordinates' temper. When they asked the old gods, he expected that they might go looking for the old gods.

At this moment, he stood in a corner of the village in the south, watching the scene in front of him from afar, and his anger continued to rise in his heart.

He sighed secretly, these subordinates were so disobedient to him!

He once clearly warned them not to believe in those slutty things, but they still do their own things.

Liu Long was filled with disappointment. He had high hopes for these subordinates, hoping that they could deal with difficulties with their own strength and wisdom.

Instead of placing hope on the illusory gods.

He felt that his authority was challenged, which made him very angry.

The sun shines on the stone road in the village south, reflecting Liu Long's angry figure.

He quickly walked out of the corner and walked straight towards the old immortal.

"You old god, you are pretending to be a ghost here! Damn it!" Liu Long's reprimanded throughout the village.

The old god was unmoved, his eyes were as calm as water, as if the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

The people around were immediately dissatisfied and they all accused Liu Long.

"How come this man is so ruthless! How can he be rude to the old god!"

"Stop it now!"

Liu Long's subordinates never expected that Liu Long would come here, and they looked shocked.

"Boss, kneel down quickly, don't offend the old god!" They persuaded one after another.

The sun is still warm, but it cannot calm Liu Long's anger.

Liu Long ignored everyone's dissuasion and continued to insult the old god.

"What a god! He's just a liar!"

The old god was still sitting calmly on the stretcher, his eyes were like a deep pool, calm and unstoppable.

Several villagers were angry with Liu Long's words, and they rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight with Liu Long.

"I dare to be disrespectful to the old god. Let's see how we teach you a lesson!"

Several of Liu Long's subordinates hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded Liu Long.

"Boss, kneel down quickly and don't make things worse!"

However, Liu Long was stubbornly unhappy.

Liu Long did not retreat and was entangled with several villagers. Their fists waved each other and the scene became chaotic.

During the fierce conflict, several people finally knocked Liu Long to the ground.

His face was covered with dust, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Liu Long's subordinates were anxious and apologized to the angry villagers.

While quickly carrying Liu Long on his back, he left the chaotic scene.

They hurried into a quiet forest, shaded by the sun.

There is a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, and it rusts when you step on it.

After putting Liu Long down, one of the subordinates asked with concern: "Boss, are you okay?"

Liu Long was furious, widened his eyes and shouted: "Why don't you listen to me? I don't need you to pity me!"

Another subordinate defended: "Boss, we really shouldn't target the old gods."
To be continued...
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