Chapter 1837 415: Passion

This day is the same as usual. Before dawn, Chong Xiao climbed up from the jade-shaped bed. After washing and praying, he stepped on his favorite dragon horse and hurried to the pasture, bringing the cow like a cloud. The sheep are released from the pen.

Riding a dragon horse on the way to the ranch, he was still grateful for the divine benefits in his heart.

But suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, Chong Xiao's eyelids jumped wildly, and he saw a shepherd running from a distance with a panic on his face.

"The wind and the clouds changed color just now, and Shenxiao thundered like rain, killing all the cattle, sheep and shepherds in the pasture. Only the villain got up late and escaped by chance to report to the shepherd!"

Chong Xiao pursed his lips in despair, and was about to speak, when a loud noise of shaking mountains suddenly came from behind him.

Turning his head in shock, there was a figure with disheveled clothes walking like flying, it was the man who supported the family in the Fuzhong.

"Shencai Dilong turned over, Liangzhu broke the house and collapsed, crushing all the people to death. Only I escaped and came to report to the master."

The repeated blows made Chongxiao feel innocent, and forced to endure his sadness and said: "Quickly, take me into the city to find Master!"

The farms, fields, and servants were all dead, and now Chongxiao was left with the eldest son still in the temple. Under panic, he naturally rushed to the city.

Chongxiao took the herdsmen and warriors to the main city with a heart of grief, and just approached the temple, he found his son's attendant running out of the temple with blood and tears.

When they met each other and saw Chongxiao on the Dragon Ju, the attendant immediately knelt to the ground, crying loudly: "Master, today, the temple Xiaobi, the young master was pierced by a spear when he fought with another warrior in preparation. The priest tried his best to save his life. The villain is about to leave the city to report to you!"

Holding the arms of the attendants, Chong Xiao still didn't hold back the tears.

The huge wealthy in Bazhou's difficult situation have their families destroyed in one day, even if their wealth is exhausted, even their wives and children will not survive.

After the blood flowed up, his body was stunned and he was about to fall off Long Ju. The samurai holding Long Ju quickly stretched out his hand against Chong Xiao's body.

"Master, you can't do anything!"

The samurai who dragged the owner of the house asked worriedly.

When the dizziness subsided, Chong Xiao looked at the three housekeepers and servants of the six gods beside him, not only sorrowful.

"Today's Chongxiao has nothing. Those bestowed by the sacred will eventually be returned. If you can come to report, perhaps it is the revelation that the sacred has given me. You should return your freedom."

As he said, Chong Xiao moved from the back of Shenjun’s dragon horse to his crotch, and began to untie the jade belt around his waist, took off his luxurious robes, and said to the herder who first reported: "You are a very good shepherd. There are people rushing to ask for any ranch. This horse and jade belt will be used as wages and gifts. May the sacred shelter you."

After tucking the jade belt into the hands of the herders holding Malaysia, Chongxiao took off his clothes and put them on the backs of the servants who were still kneeling on the ground, and then took off the ring with pigeon-egg-sized red gems on the ring finger. Throw it into the hand of the attendant: "Although I am called a servant, you have taken care of all these young people who came to the temple to study, and you are like a brother. Now that he is gone, your future is cut off. I now have nothing, nothing can do The only thing left to compensate you is this dress and ring. May the sacred bless you have a good life in the future."

"master"

The servant in the garb and clutching the ring hugged Chongxiao's leg and cried.

But Chong Xiao just reached out and patted the boy's back, then turned around and glanced at his favorite Long Ju.

The extremely human spirit beast seemed to have sensed something. After a "sucking rhythm", he moved his long head to Chongxiao's cheek and stretched out his red tongue to lick the man's cheek.

Chong Xiao put his face on Long Ju's face, stretched out his hand and hugged his neck, and said to the Bushi who had been serving him: "You are a loyal minister and reliable. You are a person who can entrust you with important tasks. The sacred can let you come. It is Chong Xiao's luck. , But now that the fate is over, I will send you this favorite dragon horse. May the sacred bless you safe and healthy, and a great future!"

After losing all the giants in the southern realm in one day, he divided his last possession in front of the temple to three generals and servants who came to report, and then he raised his leg and walked towards the temple.

The temple is so solemn, and nine hundred and ninety-nine long steps are like a ladder. The whole body of Chongxiao worships in front of the temple, attracting the guarding warrior's attention.

By coincidence, a priest walked out of the temple while looking at the thick book in his hand, and when he saw Chongxiao kneeling down in front of the temple, he asked about the situation.

Chong Xiao then told the priest about his identity, what he experienced today, and why he would kneel in front of the temple.

Following Chong Xiao's narration, someone finally recognized the rich man in the south, but the attitude of the people who heard the story was completely different.

"The pasture and herds were lost one day, and the earth dragon turned over and crushed all his relatives. Even the son in the temple missed and was killed in the battle. Ouuuu, Pastor Chongxiao is really miserable!"

"Is it miserable? I think the sin deserves it! The heaven came to the gods to punish the sins. If Chongxiao's wealth is good fortune, how can he suffer from this? It is clearly that the **** sees through the despicability of this person's hypocrisy Give the divine punishment, take the blame!"

"No, Shinto is fair, it will not punish pious and upright people, nor will it be deceived by false believers. Although Chongxiao donates to the temple every year, the false ones are ultimately false. heart!"

"What you said is wrong. If Chongxiao is really a false belief, after being punished by God, shouldn't he escape? How could he come to the temple and distribute the remaining wealth to the three Loyal servant? I think this is not a divine punishment, but a demon, let's listen to what the priest says!"

As time went on, more and more believers gathered in front of the Zixiao Temple, and more and more believers heard the story of Chongxiao and discussed more and more.

The priest just frowned and muttered, the focus of the believers was only on whether Chongxiao knew he was punished by the gods, but as a priest, he could not have such a narrow vision.

It is of course important to figure out the cause, but there are more important things to be solved.

"I will ask the arbitration hall to check the matter of the gods in the southern realm, but now you are no longer able to assume the responsibility of the shepherd in the southern realm, so I want to take back the right of pastoral in the southern realm!"

There was no comfort, no explanation, no compassion. After listening to Chongxiao's narration, the priest only decided to take back the pastoral power of the southern border, and then he crossed the bowed Chongxiao and walked straight down the steps.

With the departure of the priest, the voices that had just condensed began to explode again.

Regardless of the overall considerations of the priests, people only knew that Chongxiao, who was crying in front of the temple, not only did not receive the pity of the gods, but was even deprived of her pastoral power in the south.

Isn't this a sign of being abandoned by God?

This hypocritical, despicable, betrayer!

(End of this chapter)