Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

Just eating a bite of the cake, the old woman made a series of wishes, which made Li Sanyi dumbfounded for a while.

Then Li San saw a four-year-old child next to the old woman.

The child's complexion was a bit pale, and Li San saw it and discovered that the child had chronic pneumonia.

The child is still young and can't use many medicines. Even if the disease is treated with modern medical conditions, it is not very easy to cure.

"Cough!" Inadvertently, the child opened his mouth and coughed twice easily.

"Little guy! Congenital chronic pneumonia should be the root cause of your mother's pregnancy." Li San said, looking at the little boy.

But the little boy couldn't see Li San at all.

Only children 18 months ago can see Li San.

"Since I have eaten your grandma's cake, let her fulfill her wish." With a move of Li San's finger, a golden light flashed into the little boy's chest.

Suddenly, the hidden disease on the little boy's lungs disappeared, and his face turned ruddy.

After Li San finished all this, he stepped forward to look at the other pilgrims.

Among the people in line outside the door, there are men and women, and some are still watching small videos.

Under curiosity, Li San also went forward to watch it, and found a few interesting passages.

The little boy was cured by Li San's golden light of merit, and his lungs were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, he felt itchy in his chest, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch his chest.

"Little Orange, are you uncomfortable?" The old woman heard the child's movements and turned to look at the little boy.

The little boy shook his head, "Grandma! I feel itchy in my chest."

As he spoke, his face slowly returned to ruddy.

"Huh! Did you catch a cold, Little Orange?" Looking at the grandson whose face turned ruddy, the old woman immediately touched the boy's forehead.

"Weird thing! Body temperature is normal?" Just when the old woman was puzzled, the little boy looked at the cake on the case table and said, "Grandma, I want to eat it!"

"My grandson! It's dedicated to Grandpa River God. You can eat it only after you finish your contribution."

Listening to the old woman's words, the little boy nodded sensibly.

The old woman was afraid of something wrong with her grandson, so she quickened her action, wrapped some incense ash, and stuffed another hundred yuan bill into the merit box.

As the saying goes, praying for the gods and worshiping the Buddha has to take their heart, the old woman will put money in the merit box every time she comes to support the construction of the temple.

"Little orange, let's go home!" The old woman finished everything and collected the tribute on the case.

Seeing Xiao Chengzi's longing look, the old woman shook her head, dug up a small spoonful of cream and fed it to her grandson.

"Puff!" Seeing that the little orange had just taken a bite, he quickly vomited into the trash can.

"Grandma! Is this cream terrible?" Little Orange spit out her little tongue, and said with a milky voice.

"Huh?" The old woman was startled, but she got up to make it before dawn today.

This cream is whipped with top-notch cream, how can it be tasteless?

With an expression of unbelief in evil, the old woman dug another piece of her own and put it in her mouth.

"Bah baah baah!" The creamy entrance has no silky sweetness at all, it is as unpalatable as chewing wax.

"Little orange, go back to grandma and make it for you again!" The old woman has never seen such a weird thing, and she has never missed a cake.

Did she wake up too early today and there was a problem in a certain link?

Or is she the wrong posture for making cakes?

"That's not right, why don't you sneeze Xiao Orange?" Although the old woman was surprised that there was a problem with the cake, she suddenly realized that it was a long way off, and Xiao Orange had never sneezed.

"Grandma! I feel I'm all right, as if I don't want to sneeze!" The little boy touched his chest and said solemnly.

"This..." The old woman did not believe in evil, and checked the little boy's physical condition again.

But she turned it over and she couldn't see anything wrong.

Suddenly, she stared at the already tasteless cake in her hand, and then at her ruddy grandson, a strange idea came to her mind.

The old woman looked back at the Heshen Temple as she walked, and the pennants fluttered outside the temple, exuding a strong smell of incense.

"Grandpa River God has appeared, smelling incense and seeing things..."

"Little Orange was definitely blessed by Grandpa River God, and he recovered from the pain..."

The old woman muttered as she walked, remembering the legend her grandma told her when she was a child.

Little Orange watched her grandma whispering all the way, and couldn't help but curiously said: "What are you talking about, grandma?"

The child is innocent, he doesn't understand why his grandma keeps talking about it.

It's like a monk chanting on TV.

"Xiao Chengzi, you have been blessed by Grandpa River God, but you are in the fortune, and the lucky star is very good!" Grandma did not answer the question of the grandson, but touched Xiao Chengzi's head with emotion.

This is definitely a blessing from Grandpa River God, she decided to find a friend to let Xiao Orange worship the River God.

When she was young, grandma told her that if she was blessed by Grandpa River God, she would be lucky.

You can ask someone who is a practitioner to ask Grandpa River God to recognize Grandpa River God as a godfather.

This way of worshiping gods is everywhere, and the people believe that as long as the worship is successful, there will be no disease and no disaster.

At the same time, the old woman quickened her pace. She was going to tell her family what happened today, so that the whole family would sincerely worship God in the future.

Ask his son to buy more tributes, in that case Grandpa River God will surely bless their family.

Seeing grandma's excitement, Xiao Orange couldn't understand.

He didn't know why grandma would be so happy today.

At this time, six figures were standing at the entrance to the garden of the Heshen Temple.

There are five men and one woman, one of whom is a middle-aged man, and another fat man with a round body.

These people are Owl Wang Kun and Dashan Xiaoshan brothers.

Wang Kun looked at the river temple with flags fluttering in the distance with great trepidation, and the turbulent waves in his heart had already turned up.

The people behind him were not much better, everyone looked at the river temple in horror.

"Wang....Wang team, shall we go in and investigate?" the only female member of the team asked.

Her name is Qian Lei, her strength has reached the prefecture level, and she is the holder of the One-Star Platinum Medal.

Qian Lei's voice was trembling at this time, and her tone of voice was full of fear.

The group of them originally wanted to come to the river temple to investigate this morning, and they also brought a lot of equipment.

But when they were about to approach the River Temple, a terrifying breath suddenly erupted.

At that time, the ghostly ghost energy that had erupted enough to cause countless destruction, in the eyes of mortals, might be just a hurricane that reached level seven.

But in the eyes of their exorcists, that aura is the ghostly spirit that can destroy everything.

If a few of them were faced with such an existence, they would not be able to make a single move!