Chapter 1759 (1/2)

”Master Wen, what do you think of my suggestion?” Mu Hanyan said to Wen Gaoren.

”I didn't expect that you were young, but you had such insight. I misunderstood you earlier.” Wen Gaoren heart a joy, take posture knead state said. Mu Hanyan's words are just with his mind, then also give her some face, also can be regarded as pacifying the big and small priests of Huayu temple.

”Well, if you don't see my strength, you won't be convinced. Let's talk about it first. When I repair a few arrays, we'll discuss it carefully.” Seeing that mu Hanyan finally convinces the people, Wen Gaoren doesn't want to be too anxious, for fear of arousing their antipathy and regenerating the branches, so he pretends to be frank.

In the heart secretly thought: anyway, there is mu Hanyan in front of them. When they see their real strength and taste the sweetness, they are not afraid that she will repent.

With that, they turned their heads and followed mu Hanyan and others to the temple.

”You still have some sense. My Lord will certainly not treat you badly. When you give up your position as the chief priest, you will be indispensable to the position of anling priest.” The cowhide's roaring follower priest said to Mu Hanyan with a straight neck and a proud face as he walked. He ignored her and turned his head to look around.

”What is the priest of anling?” Mu Hanyan asks Sikong Qinglan. There are only about 20 people left in Huayu temple, so many clergy are vacant. Mu Hanyan knows about anling priest, but he doesn't know what he does.

”It's also the one who presides over the sacrificial ceremony, publicizes the divine decree and prays for the common people.” Sikong Qinglan replied.

”Dancing like you?” Mu Hanyan said subconsciously.

”The great God?” Sikong Qinglan Leng Leng, then reaction, and shy red face, ”is not exactly the same, mainly for the dead people pray, appease the dead.”

Mu Hanyan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. It was originally the way of funeral, but he really looked up to himself.

In a short time, the crowd arrived at the central hall. In addition to the priests of Huayu temple and several followers of Wen Gaoren, a few people in the city also came to see the excitement.

”Mischief, mischief, the important place of the temple, when ordinary people will be able to go in and out at will, Lord an, you high priests are not competent. You should take good care of them in the future.” Wen Gaoren reprimanded. I still remember when I first came to Zhadao, I offended too many people and didn't sound too loud.

An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe look at each other, but the old man is not polite. Before he starts to do it, he looks like he is the chief priest.

”Master Wen, this is one of the 24 main formations of Huayu temple. The farmland behind the city is barely maintained by this formation.” Anxiaxin didn't argue with him, pointing to an array in the hall.

This array is exactly the one she and Shen Yuhe Sikong Qinglan repeatedly pondered but couldn't repair a few days ago. The reason why she chose this array first is that there is only one piece of farmland left in Huayu city. We can barely feed ourselves without being starved to death.

Of course, she won't tell Wen Gaoren about these things. The old man had already opened his mouth. What would he do if he knew the embarrassment of Huayu temple.