Lao Mo listened to the woman's question, his expression was extremely embarrassed, at this time, the soul of that handsome man was still in his sleeve, but it was not good to release it at this time so that they could see each other for the last time.

Therefore, Lao Mo paused, then nodded and said: I saw this person yesterday, but I couldn't rescue him, because this kind of monster is not one, but a nest, so under the chaos of the war, the poor road really can't protect it thoroughly.

Listening to Lao Mo's words, the woman immediately rolled her eyes upward, her body was soft to the ground, and the onlookers were talking again, which made Lao Mo's heart trance.

Immediately, Lao Mo shouted loudly: Let's be quiet first, this matter is not over

As soon as they heard Lao Mo say that this matter was not over, the onlookers were all dumbfounded, originally they were so noisy, it was also because after Lao Mo killed the monster, he was not in danger of being captured by the monster, so he was noisy, but now they heard Lao Mo say that the matter was not over, so they were naturally afraid, so they all quieted down.

Lao Mo looked at the serious faces below, and said with a very serious expression: These monsters were indeed killed by me, but it doesn't mean that you are not in danger.

People die as ghosts, and there are many people who have been captured and eaten by monsters for many years on this mountain, and they have suffered so much before they are reborn, how can they be relieved to enter the Yin Division after death

Hearing Lao Mo say this, the onlookers thought of the final fate of those people who were captured, all of them were related, their faces were ugly, and then they thought that those people might turn into evil ghosts, and cold sweat broke out on their faces.

So what do you say?

Fortunately, not everyone was so timid, and at this time, the crowd was divided, and a little old man on crutches walked out.

This person is not tall and short in stature, so he is called a little old man, but his beard and hair are white, his forehead is shiny, and his eyes are shining, like an Antarctic fairy.

At this time, the fat shopkeeper hurriedly introduced this person to Lao Mo on the side, it turned out that this person was the village chief here, and he was also the person with the highest seniority, surnamed Zhang, known as the fifth master.

The current plan is to surpass those unjustly killed ghosts, and now that those demons are dead, there is no evil qi to suppress the souls of those who died before, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will turn into evil spirits and slaughter all directions.

Therefore, it is not only necessary to do the deeds, but also to hurry up, preferably tonight, to set up the Dharma platform, and then I will do a Dharma service to surpass the souls of these unjustly deceased, so that this matter can be regarded as a complete end.

After Lao Mo's words were finished, the others all nodded yes, but the old man at the head looked embarrassed.

Why, what difficulties does the old man still have, Lao Mo saw that this person wanted to say something, so he asked.

How dare you, the old man waved his hand again and again, the Taoist chief fought for his life for our group of irrelevant people, which is obvious to everyone, but we don't have these guys who do things here.

To tell you the truth, we used to do Dharma here, but those things were stolen by people from the city a while ago, and none of them were left for us.

The old man said, sorrowful, obviously not lying.

In the early years of these villages, there was a habit of autumn rain or seeking a good harvest, and they often hired a mage to do a ritual, and some mages were far away from the village, and it was inconvenient to carry altars, prayer flags and other things, so the village would prepare these things.

Lao Mo scratched his head when he heard this, this is a problem, but it is not impossible to solve, the banner of the prayer flag, Lao Mo has it in his bag, and the three clear tables and the like, Lao Mo uses it is also different from the usual Taoist priests, so he can also copy it now.

In this way, the old man does not have to be anxious, the altar is really not good, it is also possible to build a wooden shelf, incense and candles, I have them in my bag, but I also need a table to replace the incense case, as well as an incense burner, and tributes, as long as these things are ready, I can do it tonight to surpass the soul.

Lao Mo said after thinking about what he needed.

As soon as he heard that the Taoist priest's request was so low, the old man immediately nodded his head, and hurriedly arranged for the descendants of the village, some looked for a flat table, some of them worked together, ran to the mountain to set up a platform, and some prepared tribute, and there was a pig in the village, which was raised by the villagers together, and now he couldn't care about the distress, the fat shopkeeper raised the knife in his hand, and the big pig's head fell to the ground immediately.

The three animal offerings were not ready, and the pig's head had to make up for the work.

However, after some busy work, these villagers found that there was still one thing missing, that is, the incense burner.

The incense burner is not unusual, but it can't stand that year, these things are all taken away as feudal superstitious objects, most of them are returned to the furnace for re-refining, originally good stubborn weapons, antiques and other treasures, but all turned into pressure cookers, big horse spoons.

The last Gejia villager suddenly remembered that he had seen the incense burner in the house of the god-mother-in-law brothers and sisters, and as a result, everyone arrived at the god-mother's house and kicked the door open, only to find that the god-mother's house was already empty, not to mention the incense burner, and there was not even a kettle left.

They were busy not mentioning it first, just talking about Lao Mo, at this time Lao Mo had already occupied a room alone, he told everyone not to disturb if there was nothing important, and then sat on the kang with all his hearts in the sky.

As the supernatant mana continued to operate in his body, wisps of black qi visible to the naked eye floated out of the wound.

Lao Mo's wound was still covered with a layer of glutinous rice, and the white glutinous rice had become pitch black at this time.

After the glutinous rice changed color, Lao Mo changed his wound a few times, and in the process, Lao Mo drank several bowls of runic water, and finally, the color of the glutinous rice did not change again.

These glutinous rice can be used to remove the yin poison, but it is obviously impossible to treat the wounds, so Lao Mo had to wrap the wounds on his body in the end, because the ghosts will be attracted when they see the blood, and the ghosts under the Tuan Mountain must be even worse.

The injuries on his body, it would be nonsense to say that it didn't hurt, but things came too quickly, and Lao Mo had no other way but to grit his teeth.

After feeling that the wound did not affect his movements, Lao Mo got out of bed, took his package, took out talisman pen, talisman paper, cinnabar ink and other things, and drew a lot of charms.

It is said that before drawing a charm, you need to purify, bathe, fast, and pass the ancestor, but Lao Mo had to ignore all of these today, and start talking about the rest first.

Time flies quickly, especially when the heart sinks down to do something, obviously I don't feel how long it has passed, but in fact, it has been a long time. To be continued.