Chapter 891 Become my mentor, this is my rule
Lu Dongliu had a pair of peach blossom eyes, but in his dark eyes, when facing Gong Yufei, his expression was clearly cold enough, even making people feel sharp.
"Gong Yufei, do you really want me to worship Taishu? Have you forgotten that in the ninth heaven, I am the emperor of heaven."
Gong Yufei looked sideways at him, his deep brows looking even colder than Lu Dongliu's.
The two of them were equally powerful, and neither of them was willing to give in.
Gong Yufei said coldly: "That's a matter in the Nine Heavens. In the mortal world, if you come to my territory, you have to worship my mentor. This is my rule. If you don't want to, just leave North Vietnam."
Lu Dongliu's expression turned cold, and the vague smile on his face became even colder.
Gong Yufei, you are so courageous!
The people outside suddenly felt that the heavy snow that had just fallen slowly became a bit charming.
The wind was blowing wildly, and the people had to cover their faces to avoid being hurt by the wind and snow blowing back and forth.
Gong Yufei's expression was calm, his long eyebrows slightly raised, and he looked very imposing.
But after a while, the wind outside stopped.
Lu Dongliu knew that it would be meaningless for him to fight Gong Yufei directly.
What he wants to do is destroy everything he has now, so he can have the pleasure of revenge.
Lu Dongliu laughed and took the three sticks of incense from Gong Yufei's hand.
Later, in front of the idol of Taiyu, he bowed slightly and squinted: "Too ah, too much, you really teach a good apprentice."
After he finished speaking, he put three sticks of incense into the treasure basin.
They finished their work and left the temple.
Gong Yufei was too lazy to care about Lu Dongliu anymore.
If Xia Hongmo hadn't asked him to take Lu Dongliu for a walk, he wouldn't have cared.
As soon as they came out, the two were surrounded by enthusiastic people.
"Immortal! Imperial Master! The New Year is approaching, please protect our home and keep it safe."
“Bless my wife to give birth smoothly this year!”
Gong Yufei pursed his lips, shook his head lightly as he always did, and left the crowd to leave. Lu Dongliu stayed instead, took out a bunch of yellow talismans from his sleeve and presented them to each of them one by one.
"Don't be anxious, everyone, everyone who meets you has a share."
The people all cheered: "Dongliu Immortal, what a good man!"
Gong Yufei glanced back at Lu Dongliu who was surrounded by the crowd.
There was a trace of scrutiny in his cold brows and eyes.
Gong Yufei is a person who never talks about his achievements. As long as he is alive, the people who come to worship in his temple will definitely be blessed.
Lu Dongliu was exactly the opposite.
He prefers to give these mortals quick-acting spells, but does not tell them that the good luck they barely get now is all luck deducted from their lives in the future.
Lu Dongliu didn't get along with him, but the people had no hatred, and Gong Yufei would not sit idly by.
He stopped and reminded everyone in a low voice: "The heavy snow will accumulate deeper in half an hour. While it is still safe, go home quickly to avoid unnecessary disasters."
Most of the people are loyal followers of Gong Yufei.
Because everyone has basically seen his divine power to protect the Beijing city.
Gong Yufei finished, and everyone was scattered one after another.
Lu Dongliu put the unfinished stack of yellow paper back into his sleeve.
He said provocatively to Gong Yufei: "You are still the same as before, really spoiling my interest."
Gong Yufei only gave him a stern look: "You haven't changed either. You still have the words 'I want to win' written on your face anytime and anywhere."
"You!" Lu Dongliu gritted his teeth.
Gong Yufei ignored it, turned around and left.
(End of this chapter)