Weird things are rampant: I enthroned gods in another world

r taste of the vinegar, coupled with the aroma of the gravy, it was simply amazing.

“Okay, okay, Xiao Xuan, even in the capital, my aunt has never eaten such delicious food!”

“The capital?” Henry Zhang was slightly startled.

Liu Meng, who was feasting next to him, paused and secretly kicked Mr. Liu under the table.

Ms. Liu was excited, and then said with a smile: “It’s okay, aunt just said it wrong, it was Fucheng. When I was in Fucheng with your Uncle Meng, I never had such delicious food.” Henry Zhang said softly, “Oh

… …” He said without asking any more questions.

…

Soon, a whole basin of dumplings was swept away by the three of them and eaten cleanly. Then Henry Zhang returned to Lingsu Residence with a bag of more than 30 kilograms of coarse wheat.

Henry Zhang explained the method and process of making dumplings to Mrs. Liu, and Mrs. Liu immediately ordered Henry Zhang to grind the coarse wheat at home into flour.

What could Henry Zhang do? He had no choice but to pick up the coarse wheat handed over by Liu Meng and turn around to return to Lingsu Residence. As for the pottery basin, he left it at the papermaking shop.

Back at Lingsha Residence, Henry Zhang put down the coarse wheat, and then looked at Ping An snoring on the counter and Xiaotian sleeping soundly on the ground, and couldn’t help but shake his head.

Sitting back on the stool, Henry Zhang picked up the carving knife and thought about what to carve in the afternoon.

After pondering for a moment, Henry Zhang suddenly remembered something, which was something he discussed with King Wei Wu and Pei Min when he was in Fuping City Ancestral Hall.

Having made up his mind, Henry Zhang waved for a piece of peach wood, dropped the carving knife, and started carving in the afternoon.

As the carving knife flew, sawdust flew into the air, and after a moment, the prototype of a sculpture appeared.

I saw that the main body of this sculpture is a high platform. There are towering pillars around the platform, with chains coiled around them; there is also a tall mirror, facing the center of the platform.

He used a file to slightly polish the rough parts, and then Zhang Xuan carved the three characters “Inquiry Stand” on the bottom of the high platform with his knife.

As these three words fell, the void immediately rolled again, and a cloud of black and yellow air passed through the clouds, passed through the rain curtain, and was thrown into the guilt stand in Henry Zhang’s hand.

Seeing this, Henry Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was at the Fuping City Ancestral Hall, Pei Min proposed this idea and asked Zhang Xuan if he could carve a separate guilt platform for torture.

At this time, looking at the Xuanhuang Qi in the guilt platform, Zhang Xuan secretly sighed: It’s done! feasible!

Not much Xuanhuang Qi fell. After all, the Sinking Platform was not created out of thin air. The Evil Mirror Hell already existed.

Putting the first crime stand on the case, Henry Zhang waved for a piece of peach wood and continued carving.

As time passed, one after another the guilty platform appeared in Henry Zhang’s hands.

The rain outside is still falling, neither stopping nor abating at all.

Rumble… crack…

thunder, lightning flashes, Cangyan Mountain, Death Valley.

None of the weird ones dared to approach the Huangquan River, let alone the crack in the ground. Just now, a few weird ones wanted to get closer, and were sucked down by a strange force.

But the weird ones are not willing to go too far away, because the closer they are to the Huangquan River and the cracks in the ground, the thicker the underworld’s Yin Qi is, and the faster they practice.

Of course, these weird things didn’t know that this was the Yin Qi of the underworld, but they could tell the difference, so they all gathered a hundred feet away and vomited it out.

Outside Death Valley, on a mountaintop more than ten kilometers away, the Mountain-moving Ghost King was still looking into the valley.

At this time, a black light flew out of Death Valley and headed straight for the Mountain-moving Ghost King.

“Little demon Earth Centipede, meet the king!”

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“Earth Centipede, how are you?”

Chapter 303: The Heavenly Master Jinkou stopped the storm, and the white dog was born to suppress the mystery

the spiritual sculpture

, and Henry Zhang’s men have not stopped, and the sculptures of the guilt platforms have been completed.

On a rainy day, the sun cannot be seen and the time cannot be accurately perceived.

After a long time, Henry Zhang put down the carving knife in his hand, stood up, stretched, and exhaled a long breath.

Turning his head to look at the non-stop heavy rain in the yard, Henry Zhang frowned slightly and sighed: “Why is this rain starting to stop? When will it stop! Oh?…” As the words

fell, incredible Something happened.

The thunder suddenly stopped and the lightning disappeared!

The downpour turned into drizzle in a few breaths, and after a few more breaths, even the drizzle disappeared.

The dark clouds in the sky thinned quickly and then began to disperse.

The sun has come out, and the bright sunshine is shining on the earth again, but the sun is about to set at this time!

Henry Zhang looked at all these changes, smacked his lips, and murmured: “Is this? What I just said came true?…” In the paper

shop next door, Liu Meng suddenly raised his head and looked at Lingsha Residence.

“Strange, why did the rain suddenly stop? What happened?”

Lingsha Residence was enveloped in a mysterious and yellow aura. Liu Meng’s eyes could not see through it at all, unless he went there in person now, but he looked at those who were still busy next to him. Mr. Liu decisively interrupted his thoughts. It was not an important matter anyway and there was no need to explore it.

“What’s wrong?” Mrs. Liu suddenly looked up at Liu Meng.

“Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay. Didn’t the rain stop suddenly…”

…

Henry Zhang gently stretched his body and came to the courtyard. Although it rained almost all day today, there was no such thing in the courtyard. There is not much water, but the red fruit tree in the corner is more delicate.

Looking at the red fruit tree, Henry Zhang felt that he could plant some fruit trees in the yard sometime, such as peach trees, jujube trees, plums, etc.

Lingsha Residence is infused and transformed by the Xuanhuang Qi every day, and it is no longer an ordinary place.

In today’s Lingsha Residence, every plant, tree, and brick can be regarded as a treasure of merit, and some have even reached the level of magic weapons.

Even the soil on the ground is no longer ordinary. Under Zhang Xuantian’s eyes, the soil of Lingsu Residence is filled with the aura of merit.

Can ordinary fruit trees grow on such land?

Whether it is the fruit it bears or its branches used as wood for carving, can it be a mortal thing?

After the heavy rain, Henry Zhang discovered that pink flowers appeared again on the red fruit tree, and wisps of floral fragrance were spreading.

…

The sun sets over the western mountains, and night gradually falls.

Henry Zhang withdrew his fist and exhaled gently, feeling relaxed all over his body.

He looked up at the sky, then turned to look at Cangyan Mountain. Under his eyes, Zhang Xuan saw the mountain-moving ghost king looking towards Death Valley in fear on a mountaintop more than ten kilometers away on the east side of Death Valley.

Henry Zhang smiled and couldn’t help shaking his head, feeling contemptuous in his heart.

A nice way to say it is prudent, a bad way to say it is a coward!

Zhang Xuantian’s eyes drooped and he looked through the cracks in the ground at the body of the samsara vortex and the Four Symbols Suppression Tower standing next to it.

The Four