Wu Xianchang's face couldn't hold back, he bent down to get the magic weapon in the cloth bag, and at the same time glared at Gu Mu angrily and scolded: "Who are you?

Gu Mu said angrily: "I am Gu Mu, the future presiding officer of the Temple, if you don't come to provoke me, how can I expose you?"

The old farmer behind Gu Mu flashed his eyes, slowly walked up to Gu Mu and looked at him, and then asked, "How do you know that you will definitely be able to be the presiding officer of the Temple?"

Gu Mu laughed and said: "It was arranged by my senior brother, and since he said it, I will definitely be able to do it." ”

The farmer closed his eyes for a moment before saying, "No wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that Yuanrong is supporting you." Okay, after you and Wu Xianchang face off, I'm talking to you?"

Wu Xianchang had already taken out a handkerchief from his bag, and he blushed and angrily reprimanded Gu Mudao: "Eat your roast chicken, and I will naturally compensate you later." Who knew that you would not forgive, so humiliated, how could I allow you to leave and look at the treasure. ”

As soon as the words fell, he put the handkerchief in the air, and the handkerchief suddenly became larger, shining brightly, and went to the ancient wooden cover with the sound of whirring wind.

Gu Mu didn't care about it originally, but when he saw the dazzling multicolored light cluster, his body tightened for a while, knowing that he had been locked, he was suddenly shocked, and secretly shouted: "Ah, gossip Yunguangpa, he has such a magic weapon, why do you still pretend to be a ghost?"

But when his life was handed over, he couldn't think much about it, so he rolled on the spot, secretly used the technique of wood escape, quickly penetrated the wooden floor on the second floor, landed on the first floor, and arrived in the courtyard with a slight scurry.

The gossip cloud light is shining, and all the people and objects on the second floor are shrouded in the cloud light pa

Wu Xian Chang saw that Gu Mu had fled, and he was willing to take a break, and he chased after him with the dancing Yunguang Pa.

As soon as I came to the courtyard, I saw Gu Mu Traitor smiling and waving to him,

Wu Xian Changtie's face was blue, and he just wanted to sacrifice Yunguangpa again when he recited the spell. How dare Gu Mu allow him to sacrifice the magic weapon, his ape arm was lightly relaxed, and Fu Mosuo took out his wrist, and directly tied up Wu Xian Chang to an old man to look at the melon.

Gu Mu rushed forward, stepped on Wu Xianchang's neck with his foot, and snatched the Yunguang Pa from his hand with all his strength, and then said with a smile: "How can you have such a good magic weapon with that little ability?"

Wu Xian trembled angrily, and fainted in anger.

Gu Mu shook off the cloud light palette and stroked it excitedly, but he didn't know how to use it.

The old farmer didn't know when he had come to the courtyard, he made a move with his hand, and Yun Guangpa spun and broke free from the ancient wood, and flew directly into the farmer's hands.

Gu Mu was furious, and with a wave of his hand, the Demon Rope twisted like a spirit snake and pounced on the old farmer.

The old farmer didn't look at his hand, and the demon rope fell into his hands obediently.

Gu Mu hurriedly pulled out the Soul Lock Bell, and before he could lift it, with a whoosh, the Soul Lock Bell automatically ran into the farmer's arms.

The ancient wood was horrified. He hurriedly covered his embrace, but it was too late. Whoosh, Yin and Yang Fan, Dingluo Sword, Mixed Yuan Drum, Qiankun Ring and other treasures broke out of their arms, and all fell into the hands of farmers.

Gu Mu was really anxious at this time, he groaned softly, opened his palm, and colorful light emerged from his five fingertips, and the light intertwined into a light curtain, splitting his head and covering his face and scattering it at the farmer.

The farmer smiled: "What a net, no wonder Yuanrong highly recommends you, there are indeed some small ways." But such a method is still vulnerable in my eyes. After speaking, he grabbed it out of thin air, and the light curtain was already in his hand.

Gu Mu stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly emitting green light.

Only hear the rumbling sound in the west, dark clouds rolling, and thunderbolts and lightning follow.

The old farmer looked up and smiled: "Lei Gongdian, you can't blindly show favoritism. Let's see who I am.

Before the words fell, the deafening thunder stopped abruptly, and the dark clouds dissipated as quickly as the ebb tide.

Gumu looked at the farmer in horror and asked, "Who are you? Let me tell you, though I don't have a penny. But my senior brother is not easy to mess with, hurry up and return my magic weapon to me, our well water will not interfere with river water. Otherwise, when my senior brother comes, I'm afraid that the jade will be burned. ”

The old farmer couldn't straighten up with a smile, and he sneered at the ancient wood with his hand: "You have also read the Book of Heaven and learned the art of slaying dragons and immortals." When he encounters an opponent, he will only shout: Senior brother, come quickly? Not to mention that Yuanrong can't get out of his body now, even if he comes in person, what can he do to me?"

Gu Mu was completely desperate, he glanced at the old farmer, slowly sat on the ground and said loudly: "Anyway, I can't beat you, since even my senior brother is not your opponent, if you want to kill it, you can kill it." I just ask you to give me a name, so that I can understand, who is the hand of Gumu defeated?"

The farmer's face was hideous, he slowly approached Gu Mu, and seeing that Gu Mu was still curious and fearless, he smiled with relief: "Good boy, you have a little guts, you have listened to it and remembered it." I am the current presiding officer of the Temple. ”

"What" Gu Mu couldn't sit still anymore, he got up, stared at the old farmer for a while, and then asked in surprise: "Is the current host of the temple still alive?" ”

The farmer beckoned, "If you want to know why, come with me." With that, he suddenly disappeared.

Gu Mu was really curious in his heart, so he dared to open his yin and yang blue eyes, and chased after the shadow of the farmer.

Gu Mu held his breath and chased desperately, and was about to catch up, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and the old farmer flashed into a big temple.

Gu Mu hurriedly stopped his steps and looked up, the blue bricks and tiles of the big temple seemed to be newly built, and the top of the temple was full of green energy. On the plaque at the temple gate there are three large golden characters, the whole temple. There is also a line of small words next to it: 'In the second year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, the regent Dolgon donated it.

Gu Mu realized that he had chased for hundreds of miles between breaths, and this magnificent temple in front of him was the temple of the whole god that Dolgon had built for himself in order to continue his life.

Now that he has arrived at his own one-third of an acre, Gu Mu has become a lot more courageous, he pushed open the temple door and went straight to the Doumu Palace in the apse.

broke into the Dou Mu Palace, only to see the old farmer kneeling on the futon, kowtowing to the statue of Dou Mu Yuanjun.

"What is your origin?" this temple has long been dilapidated, and it was Dolgon who rebuilt it for me to continue his life, so what are you trying to bring me here for?"

Zi Lingxiao turned over, pointed to the futon opposite and smiled, "Sit down, I know you're curious." But if you want to know the details, you have to be quiet and listen to me slowly. ”

"My name is Zi Lingxiao, I was born in the first year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty, yes, it has been hundreds of years since now. Don't laugh, I won't talk about you laughing like this. ”

Gu Mu hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand and said vaguely: "Please speak, please speak, can't I not laugh?"

Then sit down respectfully and listen to Zi Lingxiao tell about that love-hate past.