Create a new myth for the popular science elves

Chapter 189 The Prayer

"real or fake."

"Isn't this a legend?"

"We really have such a character in Fengmen Town?"

A monk in black came out.

"I'll go, and the monk?"

Many people in the live broadcast room were shocked.

Lin Feng didn't find it strange at all. There were many monks in the previous world, and most of them were guardians of the pagoda, and some of them were powerful trainers.

"More or less, it should be a monk."

Lin Feng said.

"My name is Huijing. I left here a few years ago to visit the mainland. When I came back, I didn't expect my hometown to become like this. This is my responsibility."

Huijing said.

As he said that, he took out a special thing in his hand. It was a palm-sized bell, which looked a little old.

"I'll go, this, this is the fetish of the Wind Bell Tower, only for prayers!"

"That's right, this is a transparent bell!!! Unique existence."

"Unexpectedly, he actually has this, he is indeed our prayer!"

"There will be successors to those who pray!!"

"Our Fengmen Town is saved!!"

Everyone at the scene seemed to celebrate the new year happily.

Lin Feng was also very surprised, the transparent bell was not simple no matter how it looked, it was indeed not the kind of tourist souvenir bought for five yuan, even Lin Feng felt a special kind of fluctuation.

"Divinity?"

Lin Feng himself was taken aback, I'm stupid, is it so cowhide?

"I will take action tonight to purify those ghosts."

Huijing said softly.

Everyone was chanting his name.

"Prayers, it seems that they are the people who have guarded the Wind Bell Tower for generations."

Lin Feng also figured it out.

"It looks awesome, but I don't know if it will work."

Lin Feng was a little uncertain. After all, what kind of ghost was it? It seemed that the master didn't know the real situation, and it would be useless if he went there.

"Master, I want to ask if you are ready."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent in an instant, and all eyes were on Lin Feng.

"Who are you?"

"You, a foreigner, come here to meddle in your own business?"

"That is, do you know the gold content of prayers?"

The people around were all angry.

"That's a good question from my friend. This time, we, Lord Prayer, have prepared ample means, and we can definitely restore peace to Fengmen Town."

"For example, the talismans drawn by these masters are very effective."

As he said that, one person took out a bundle of talismans.

"I'll go, this is a good thing."

"Can you sell us a little bit of this?"

Someone asked.

The praying man shook his head: "This is not for sale, it is not for sale. The making of each talisman is my painstaking effort. If you talk about money, it will be vulgar."

Everyone was immediately disappointed.

"However, in order to give back to the people in my hometown and to make up for my negligence, I am still willing to take out 100 of them and sell them in limited quantities, each of which only costs 1000."

However, the next moment the praying person changed his words, he immediately made the audience shout "Hello".

"As expected of the prayers guarding the Wind Chime Tower for generations! How merciful!"

"Please leave one for me, my child can't sleep every night, please!"

"I want one!"

"Don't grab it, can you queue up?"

The scene was originally quite orderly, but suddenly looting started.

As for Lin Feng, he was already squeezed away by a group of people.

"Damn it, is it so crazy?"

"Selling talismans, no matter how you look at it, this guy seems like a magic stick."

"I don't feel right either."

Lin Feng glanced at the bullet screen, and he agreed with this statement, indeed, this is completely the practice of a standard liar.

"But brothers, that bell is indeed not simple. It is not an ordinary thing. I feel a kind of divinity. Although there is only a trace, it is genuine."

"To be exact, that bell seems to have stayed with a divine beast before."

As soon as these words came out, a bunch of people in the live broadcast room were shocked.

"But there should be something wrong with Huijing."

Soon, the on-site talismans were sold out.

"Everyone must thank the prayers for their kindness!"

"Be grateful."

Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Only Lin Feng was standing alone.

"You, why don't you kneel?"

"Why should I kneel?"

Lin Feng was amused.

"You haven't answered my question yet. How are you going to deal with the elves in the cemetery? Do you rely on these talismans painted with chicken blood?"

"Elves?"

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Feng confirmed even more that the other party was a liar.

"You are so presumptuous, you dare to be disrespectful to prayers!"

"Backpackers out of town get out!"

"You are not welcome here!!"

A group of people drove Lin Feng away.

A bunch of people in the live broadcast room were speechless. Damn, are these locals so stupid?

"Brothers, don't blame the locals, it's justifiable."

Lin Feng was not angry at all.

Even the local reporters were alarmed. Of course, they were not there to interview Lin Feng, but to interview the prayers.

Highly respected.

And meanwhile you.

Weiwei was disheartened and ready to go back.

Halfway on the way, she took a rest in a small town.Because I was worried about Lin Feng last night, I didn't eat or sleep well, and now I feel very tired.

"Little Guliang, did you come from the direction of Fengmen Town?"

"Is that place the same as the news said?"

Weiwei froze for a moment, then glanced at the TV in the restaurant, which was broadcasting the events of Fengmen Town.

"I have relatives who are also in Fengmen Town. Some time ago, several of them came to live here."

"But it looks like there's salvation. The prayers are coming."

said the boss.

"Prayer?"

"Yes, that is the person who guarded the Wind Chime Tower in Fengmen Town. The Wind Chime Tower is a historical building in Fengmen Town. It is said that there was a divine bird inhabiting there many years ago."

"Of course, no one knows whether the legend is true or not, but the prayers guarding the Wind Bell Tower are indeed different from ordinary people."

"Look, is this the prayer of this generation?"

"You're really young."

Weiwei really doesn't know so much, but she does know about the Wind Bell Tower, it is indeed very conspicuous and has a sense of history.

She glanced at the TV, but that was all.

She immediately stood up from her seat and knocked over the soup bowl.

"Little Aunt Liang, what's the matter with you? You don't have to be so excited when you see the prayers."

The boss laughed.

However, Weiwei was already dumbfounded, her eyes were not on some praying man.

It was on the edge of the camera, but on the very real person.

"He, he didn't die?"

Weiwei's scalp was numb, she rubbed her eyes, maybe she was hallucinating.

But there was nothing wrong, she saw Lin Feng, who was standing at the edge of the crowd, looking out of place.

"Boss, look, is there someone over there?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, then glanced, and there was indeed a person standing in the distance.

"Yes what's the matter."

Weiwei immediately took out a bundle of money and threw it on the table, then ran away.