Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

But it hadn't gone very far,

Not far away, another large red sedan chair was carried out.

The sedan chair stopped in front of her.

The groom stepped out of the sedan chair: "Xiuniang,"

I am already aware of the matter.

This pregnant woman, despite her good nature, couldn't even control her cravings.

If you die, you die.

Let's put aside the Jiangbai Village matter for now and take over Jiangzhu Village first.

It's not too late to deal with that little temple guard in Jiangbai Village last.

Hua Dan pondered deeply for a moment.

Then, a soft, anthropomorphic "giggle" sounded:

"So you're a handsome young man... You're right, so we'll listen to you."

……

Jiangbai Village, a place for the five internal organs.

Since the temples for happy funerals and bad luck were destroyed, only the Five Internal Organs Temple in Jiangbai Village remained, and it has become completely quiet.

Feng Mo was meditating at that moment.

Huang Lao Er was responsible for pouring the water for the vegetables and cooking the rice.

As for Tang Ren, because of his kind nature and easygoing personality, he took the initiative to take on the daily offerings.

The two former temple masters suddenly became Feng Mo's right-hand men.

Huang Lao Er also rarely had a moment of leisure.

For him, after being relieved of the burden of being the temple master, he seemed to have become much younger. He no longer had the pressure of the past, and he even slept soundly.

Both of them had the same thought: to take care of all the tedious chores for Feng Mo, and then concentrate on cultivation in the rest of the time.

Around noon, Huang Lao Er and his son, along with Tang Ren, went to find Feng Mo.

"Temple Master, we are preparing to go back to the ruins of the other two temples to see if there is anything we can retrieve."

Feng Mo opened his eyes.

The fact that the two of them came to see him at the same time clearly meant they had planned it beforehand.

It's relatively safe during the day; the strange creatures only appear at night. Plus, with Huang Lao Er's ability to move freely at night, Feng Mo isn't worried about them getting into any trouble.

As evening approached, the two returned with some items they had found at the site of the former temple.

"Master, we're back!" Huang Lao Er shouted as he entered the door.

Feng Mo went out to check.

They brought back mostly yellow paper and white silk, tools for performing rituals, and some food—all ordinary items.

All usable equipment had been used up the day the temple was destroyed.

However, Tang Ren was filled with worry.

He carried very little, just a cloth bag.

Open the package.

Inside are a compass for divination and a mirror for stargazing.

And a pile of broken statue fragments.

The head of the statue is missing; only most of the body is still vaguely discernible.

The statues were meant to protect the temple lord from evil spirits, but the evil spirits also loathed them.

The destruction of the statue was within Tang Ren's expectations, but it also meant that the lineage of the Temple of Misfortune was completely severed. Unless the main family sent someone to recast the statue and invite the god back to his place, Jiangbai Village would never have a Temple of Misfortune again.

Looking at the shattered statue, Tang Ren lost all hope.

For a temple lord, the consequences of losing a deity's statue are extremely serious.

After all, as long as the temple exists, the temple master exists;

Without the temple, the temple's owner no longer deserves to live in this world.

Regardless of the family, the conclusion was always that the temple was destroyed and the people died.

Those like Huang Lao Er, who still have intact statues, can simply rebuild a temple later. But someone like him, upon returning to his family, would have to atone with his death.

The idol was broken, and his escape route in the Lord's house was cut off.

Tang Ren was somewhat at a loss as to what to do next.

Seeing his expression, Huang Lao Er naturally knew what he was thinking.

"Master Tang, let me tell you."

Even if Jiangbai Village survives this strange disaster, I will not return to the Huang family in Jiangxia.

"But your idol is still here, isn't it?"

Tang Ren was quite surprised that Huang Lao Er would say that.

"Let the next generation inherit this shrine," Huang Lao Er shook his head.

He toiled for his master his entire life, yet he was ultimately nothing more than a pawn that could be discarded at will. Only Tang Ren had a real relationship with him; anyone else would have long ago denounced him as a servile lackey.

"I saved you back then because you seemed like a good person."

You're so depressed now, and I regret saving you in the first place.

Now that the statue is shattered and there's no way out, let's just consider the former Tang Ren dead.

Huang Lao Er said no more.

Tang Ren finally made up his mind.

Since Feng Mo was willing to save his life, he should repay this kindness.

The Temple of Misfortune places great emphasis on cause and effect. If this cause and effect is not repaid, his future cultivation will likely make no progress.

The temple being in ruins only affects spiritual practice, not prevents it from being practiced.

"Master Feng, thank you for saving my life."

"What are you saying, Master Tang? Now that a calamity is approaching, the three of us should work together to overcome this difficulty."

Feng Mo was also pleased with this situation.

A skilled diviner is undoubtedly an excellent assistant.

However, there are very few places in the Five Stomachs Temple where people can live.

Now that the two have sincerely come to us, we should arrange accommodation for them.

But the food in the temple involves too many of my secrets. It's fine to let them stay for two days, but I absolutely cannot let them stay here for long.

As dusk approached, the weeds within a radius of several hundred meters had all been assimilated into spiritual herbs. According to his plan, it was a good time to try expanding the area.

He arrived outside the Temple of the Five Internal Organs and looked at the third basic building of the Mortal God Loan - the "First-Tier City Wall".

This is a built-in feature, completely different from the courtyard walls unlocked during previous temple upgrades.

"Tier 1 City Wall": A wall that withstands both natural disasters and bizarre impacts. It is the perfect embodiment of strength, sturdiness, and security, and the most solid shield for all those who need protection! If damaged, it can be repaired with incense.

"Pre-payment of costs": The five stomachs need to be fed by ten people.

"Item Affix" Incense Coating: After attacking the city wall, some damage will be reflected back.

Holy crap, a counter-armor!

The city wall was originally a protective structure, so it's reasonable that it needs to be worshipped. Nowadays, the number of people in the village willing to make offerings to their stomachs far exceeds that number.

Moreover, just hearing about the building made Feng Mo feel safe.

He walked out of the courtyard like that.

Seeing the temple master walk out alone, Huang Lao Er and Tang Ren quickly followed.

There was really no need for that; with the spiritual herb, it was equivalent to having a 24/7 warning system. But even though there were no strange occurrences around Jiangbai Village for the time being, the fear of the night was already ingrained in their very bones.

Feng Mo simply didn't stop it.

So he chose to take the bait at a location about 100 meters away from the temple, which was roughly within the maximum range of the arrow tower!

In an instant, a high wall rose from the ground, transforming from an illusion into reality in the night.

If there are uneven spots on the ground, it will automatically fill them in;

If there are trees in the way, the wall will even automatically move around them.

Finally, it quietly merged into the darkness, standing there like a silent guardian, heavy and imposing.

Huang Lao Er and Huang Shang were both so surprised that they couldn't speak.

They knew that Feng Mo was a faded being blessed by the Lord of the Mortal World, but the scene before them was still hard for them to believe.

However, it's still within an acceptable range.

—After all, there are even more exaggerated cases of people being able to walk in the world at night after being blessed by the Lord of the Mortal World.

While the two were in shock, Feng Mo was carefully examining the high wall.

Unfortunately, one section of the city wall was only 100 meters long. Fortunately, its height was only slightly shorter than the arrow tower, so it did not affect the arrow tower's ability to fire outwards at all.

It seems we need to build a few more sides.