"If you keep talking rudely, I'll tie you up with Phoenix Fire and drag you there myself." The young phoenix, still with a hint of childishness, flew out from inside and transformed into a charming little girl. "You all go to the drill ground. We'll handle the food issue. There's no need for you to offer anything."
Some people originally wanted to retort, but when they saw the unlucky guy who had been knocked out by the Phoenix Fire and was still groaning, they didn't dare to say another word. They quickly pulled each other and rushed to the drill ground to assemble.
"Sister, you're so majestic!"
Yaohua let out a sound. "Who asked them to slander Master casually?"
After saying that, she stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance. "Sixth elder brother, have you seen the prefect?"
It had been almost a whole morning. Why hadn't he come back yet?
"He's done something wrong, so of course he doesn't dare to come back." Mo Qing scoffed. "Why do you care about such a person?"
"He made Master unhappy. I'm going to teach him a lesson!" Yaohua waved her small fist.
"Okay. Brother will keep an eye out for you. If I see a trace of him, I'll tell you right away."
Yaohua beamed with joy. "Thank you, sixth elder brother."
At the drill ground.
The formation set up by the false god was destroyed because the priest and the false god had been captured one after another. At this moment, there were even rotten eggs on the central platform that people had thrown in anger.
Yaohua looked at it and felt that this thing was really out of place with Master's image. So she used the Phoenix Fire to clean the whole platform.
"Little god, don't be so particular. Don't you have a way to solve the food problem? Hurry up and tell us!"
"Yes. We haven't eaten for almost a whole day. We're starving!"
"In our opinion, it's better to release the false god first, let her provide us with enough food, and then lock her up again."
These people only cared about immediate interests and didn't think about the long - term. Not to mention anything else, the false god demanded a sacrifice every day. How many people here could keep being killed?
Yaohua was annoyed by the noise. She couldn't help shouting, "Stop arguing. Listen to my Master first!"
Chongming didn't say a word. He just piled up all the potatoes on the platform.
The platform wasn't big. It was only with Chongming's spiritual power that it was fixed, looking like a small mountain.
"Is that... potatoes?"
"Is the god going to distribute potatoes to us?"
"Great. We finally have something to eat!"
Someone approached the platform, stretching out their hand to grab the potatoes, but was blocked by the barrier outside.
"What does the god mean? Aren't these potatoes for us?"
Seeing these people's eyes getting greedier and greedier, Yaohua couldn't help looking at Chongming.
Chongming seemed to be outside this world, and everything in front of him was like a farce.
"The false god made the fields produce food but demanded that you offer sacrifices every night. The food you ate trapped you in Henan Prefecture and you could never leave." Chongming raised his finger. A ray of spiritual light flew into the sky, exploding like fireworks. The scattered light dots landed on everyone's foreheads.
Seeing that everyone was quiet, he continued, "These potatoes were found by the little princess of the Phoenix Clan for you. As long as you plant them in the fields, you can grow more potatoes. You won't have to worry about food in the future."
Yaohua looked up in surprise. "Master..."
"I've removed the curse that the false god put on you. The false god is unforgivable. Don't make the same mistake again." Chongming waved his sleeve, and the mountain - like pile of potatoes fell into everyone's hands.
"There's spiritual power on the potatoes. If you plant them in the fields, you can harvest a lot in a short time. Use some for food and some for planting. I think it won't be a problem to survive."
Someone came to their senses and held the potatoes excitedly.
"Do we really not have to offer sacrifices anymore?"
"Of course not!" Yaohua replied loudly. "Only the false god would do such a thing. Lord Chongming is a true god. What reason does he have to ask you to offer sacrifices?"
"So it's Lord Chongming!"
"No wonder he could subdue the false god!"
"Lord Chongming, we'll definitely follow your instructions from now on!"
Chongming gave Yaohua a helpless look.
This little phoenix. He clearly wanted to pave the way for her, but she had outmaneuvered him instead.
When leaving the drill ground, Yaohua saw the prefect sneaking behind a pillar. She snorted and strode over, kicking the prefect on the butt. "What are you looking at?"
The prefect quickly raised his hands and forced a bitter smile. "I've done what the god asked me to do. Little god, please spare me!"
Yaohua said with a smile, "Okay. You go from here to Lord Chongming's temple, kowtowing three times for every step. Go and apologize in front of Lord Chongming's statue."
"Lord Chongming's temple is more than ten miles away from here. Little god, don't make fun of me." A drop of cold sweat slid down the prefect's forehead.
"Not going?" Yaohua's face darkened. "Fine. Then stay here and starve to death!"
She had learned from others about what the prefect had done. It turned out that he was the one who first proposed to offer sacrifices to the false god. Yaohua definitely wouldn't show him any kindness.
"To show your sincerity, it's better that you don't eat or drink. I've specifically asked everyone to watch you to prevent you from doing anything disrespectful to the god again. You're not allowed to eat or drink."
The prefect had seen everything when Lord Chongming distributed the potatoes. Everyone had potatoes to eat, but he didn't. This meant that what the little god said was true.
He might really starve to death here!
"I'll do it. I'll do it. Please, little god, have mercy and give me a potato."
Only then did Yaohua take out a potato from her sleeve and reluctantly say, "I'll put this potato in Lord Chongming's temple. You go and apologize, and the potato will be in your hands."
The prefect had no room to object. He quickly agreed and immediately kowtowed three times for every step towards the temple.
Yaohua pouted and casually threw the potato in her hand.
Mo Qing chuckled and caught the potato she threw. "Weren't you going to put this in the god's temple?"
"Yes." Yaohua shrugged. "I said I'd give it to him. I didn't say when. Can't I go in two days?"
"Little rascal." Mo Qing returned the potato to her and said with a smile, "Well, who asked him to do so many bad things? Two days is already a bargain for him."
"Right." Yaohua's face darkened. "This potato is different from the ones Master distributed. He's done so many bad things. How can I let him feel comfortable?"
Mo Qing was stunned. He took the potato back again, looked at it left and right, and was full of confusion. "Sister, what's different about this potato?"
Yaohua smiled slyly. "This is an ordinary potato. There's not a trace of Master's spiritual power in it."