Take Lao Mo as an example, more than ten spells have not yet been completed, and the sun will fall to the west.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Lao Mo reacted at this time, put down the talisman pen in his hand, and felt that there was no pain in his body.

He opened the door and saw that there was the fat shopkeeper and Zhang Wuye standing outside the door, and these two people were a little embarrassed in the face of Lao Mo at this time, because among the objects of the practice, there was one thing that could not be changed, that is, the incense burner.

The two glanced at each other, Zhang Wuye glared at him, and the fat shopkeeper immediately had no choice, and opened his mouth to say: That's the case, Dao Chief, we really can't find the incense burner, all the towns and towns have run all over, or no, and finally I thought of an idea, or let's take something instead

As he spoke, the fat shopkeeper lifted his hands behind his back forward, only to see that he was holding a yellow and clear object in his hand.

Don't get me wrong, of course, the thing that the fat shopkeeper took out was not a night pot, but a copper basin, this copper basin was bright and bright, and it looked like something that had been around for years.

When they saw that Lao Mo didn't speak, the fat shopkeeper said cautiously: No, that kind of big lunch box is not okay

Don't, that's it, Lao Mo stretched out his hand and took the copper basin, saying that it was a copper basin, but this thing is not big, the size of someone's head, and there are some patterns engraved on it, which doesn't look like it's used to wash hands and faces, but is used as a bowl to serve vegetables.

In fact, Lao Mo himself also understood that if he dealt with it like this, the law was estimated to fail, and he would have to entangle with those ghosts when the time came, so during the day, he drew a spell with his head bored.

But the superficial work still has to be done, the incense is not designated by the incense burner, and it is better to have a copper basin than nothing.

After briefly reading some of the things prepared by the villagers, Lao Mo gave up directly, and then went to eat his suspected last dinner in the company of the fat shopkeeper and Zhang Wuye.

The dinner meal was still very rich, and the pig that had been slaughtered during the day was now prepared and served on the table.

When Lao Mo came to Gushan Town, it was because of a bowl of sauerkraut and white meat without meat stars and became attached to this place, and now the dinner table is authentic sauerkraut and white meat, but Lao Mo can't eat it in his mouth now.

Although the Taoist priests of Lao Mo's vein have never taboo their mouths, they still have to keep themselves pure before doing things, and fishy things cannot be eaten.

Therefore, Lao Mo could only look at the good things that he hadn't seen for more than half a year, and sighed.

Why, Dao Ye, it doesn't suit your taste, the fat shopkeeper came over at this time, he knows Lao Mo, this guy just bumped into himself the day before yesterday because he didn't eat meat, and later, the plate of pig tails he brought out, he counted Lao Mo eating happily.

People are fortunate to do it, Lao Mo is not easy to say directly, so he looked at a table of food, angrily smashed his chopsticks, the ancient Yun Chang, warm wine cut Huaxiong, today Dao Ye I, I also want to follow the example of the martial saint, the law is successful, I will come back to eat wine

As he spoke, Lao Mo turned around, pushed open the door and walked out.

Well, it really has a superior demeanor.

As soon as Lao Mo walked out, he heard the people accompanying the guests in the house and praised him.

What I want is this effect, Lao Mohaha smiled, now, they will definitely leave the delicious food for Lao Dao and me

I have to say that Lao Mo at that time was not as obscene as Lao Mo now, but his skills have already reached three points.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, there were already people waiting here, and this person was carrying a package in his hand, which contained the items for almsgiving to the spirits, as well as incense and candles.

Lao Mo was not polite, he directly took the package into his hands, then glanced at the small mountain village behind him, turned around and walked straight up the mountain without any nostalgia.

At this time, although the sun had already set, it was actually only four or five o'clock, because the days were short and the nights were long, so it was already dark early.

Soon, Lao Mo stepped on the top of the mountain again.

Of course, the top of the rocks has been blown to pieces, so the top of the mountain is the one decades later.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and the visibility on the top of the mountain was not high, but Lao Mo still saw a case, which was estimated to be used for placing incense and candles, and a wooden platform spliced together, and it was not easy to distinguish between the four corners and the octagonal ones, anyway, it was not round.

The rocks on the top of the mountain, as well as the stumps of the lizard monster, have been cleaned up by the villagers below the mountain, and the bones of the dead villager named Dajun have also been collected.

When Lao Mo came out, he found that a mourning hall had been set up in the village, although according to the rules, people who were not old enough should not build a mourning hall, but because these people died unjustly, their relatives still set up a mourning hall for them.

After the rocks were cleaned up, the villagers found a bottomless pit in the same place, and no one dared to study it blindly because Lao Mo had made a good move in advance.

The incense case needed for the practice was placed in front of this bottomless pit, which was specially ordered by Lao Mo, and the villagers did not dare to object.

The incense candles are placed, the white wax is lit, the three pillars of long incense are inserted into the copper basin, the five peach wood flags are placed, the bells are placed, and the prayer flags are set on a bamboo pole.

The incense table was put on the tribute, a pig's head, the blood was suffocating, and the rest of the meat was gone, and there was a plate of peanuts and melon seeds next to it, and there were a few large pieces of sugar.

Papapao Lao Mo took out some charms and pasted them on the outside of the altar, the charms were blown by the wind, and the yellow table paper flashed, but it didn't fall off.

The ancestor of the Shangqing Dynasty is above, as long as the disciple can seal the ghost thing this time, I am willing to stay here for decades, guard this place, and sincerely worship the ancestor every day, please the ancestor must bless the disciple

As soon as he saw these things he had saved, Lao Mo's heart was also beating a drum, so before the Dharma began, he honestly begged the Qing Patriarch to get up.

When Lao Mo finished worshipping the patriarch and looked back at these things, his heart was naturally empty again.

But things have come to this point, there is no way back, there are two ways in front of Lao Mo, either success or death.

The Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword was seriously damaged, but Lao Mo couldn't find a better one than this magic sword, so this time the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword was still the main force.

It's still early, far from the time when the Dharma has begun, so Lao Mo sat cross-legged on the altar, closed his eyes and cultivated, he was recovering his mana as much as possible, and at the end of the day, his mana had also recovered six or seven points at this time.

The Dharma that Lao Mo did was naturally a Yin Dharma, but he didn't prepare anything for the road to Yin Si, because Lao Mo knew that even if he was prepared, it would be impossible for these ghosts to enter the Yin Division, so it was better to save some trouble. To be continued.