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In the temple, there was a sudden invitation from Qingyue, and the riveted copper gate painted red opened inward by itself, revealing the gods and Buddhas enshrined in the main hall. I saw that the incense burner was neatly offered, and the incense smoke was swirling on the table, and a headless statue was enshrined.

Ling Yang didn't dare to enter rashly, grabbed the copper nail on the door frame, and looked in, only to see that the temple was empty, except for the headless statue, there was not a single living person in sight.

Ling Yangming knew that someone was playing a ghost, but he still couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp, goosebumps rose all over his body, and he suddenly had the courage to shout: "What kind of person pretends to be a ghost, and has the courage to come out, the master must break the fox tail behind you."

No matter how Ling Yang scolded and asked, there was no sound in the temple.

When she came out of the farmhouse, Tianbao was reluctant to take the food on the stove with her, and she had to take the roasted rabbit with her. Ling Yang couldn't resist Tianbao, and he didn't know how long he would be trapped here, so he simply carried a plastic bucket of liquor on the ground onto the sled, thinking that he would eat and drink after trying to be non-toxic, but at this moment he suddenly bumped into such a strange thing, and he couldn't see anyone alive or dead, his eyes rolled, and the bad water in his stomach began to gurgle and bubble.

Ling Yang was already bold, but he inadvertently stepped into the mysterious circle of the supernatural, and awakened the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and he was even more unscrupulous. Now trapped in a state of confusion, he rushed to the statue with an arrow, unscrewed the lid of the plastic bucket, poured all the liquor in the bucket on the wooden platform and lacquer pillar in front of the statue, and poured some on the cotton curtain, and then threw the barrel to the ground.

Ling Yang retreated to Tianbao's side, took Tianbao's little hand, blinked his eyes and smiled evilly: "I'll count one, two, three, let's run out together."

Tianbao and Ling Yang cooperated tacitly, and immediately understood what Ling Yang wanted to do, without waiting for Ling Yang to make a move, Tianbao had already simulated the ability of the "Flame God", and the crystal white little fist immediately turned into a red-hot soldering iron, and was suddenly surrounded by a layer of faint flames.

"Three"

Tianbao didn't play cards according to the routine at all, didn't even count one and two, and shouted directly to three. The fist swung forward at the same time, and a blazing flame flew out with a terrifying high temperature, and the fire ball suddenly hit the wooden platform, and after encountering the spirits, it burned fiercely.

Two arsonists, one big and one small, wanted to see the excitement before running. Unexpectedly, the fire ball touched the copper furnace on the incense table, and suddenly exploded with a bang, and large and small fireballs flew around, and wherever they were contaminated, they burned endlessly, and the whole temple immediately fell into a sea of fire, and the high temperature was unbearable.

"Run"

Ling Yang and Tianbao hugged their heads and scurried out of the temple, Tianbao had short calves and stumbled on the high threshold. Seeing this, Ling Yang quickly turned back, clamped the sweet treasure under his armpit, and ran out of dozens of meters without looking back, before he stopped, and together with the four stupid roe deer, he enjoyed the rare spectacle of fire in the snow.

Ling Yang patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a sigh of teeth: "This fire is really happy, it is extremely happy, I seem to have seen something explode just now, did you see it?"

Tian Bao spit out a mouthful of dirty snow, rolled his eyes and said: "I just simulated the state of the top flame god, and used the most powerful move in the flame jab, that bald brother of yours, it seems that this move is called a flame city, it originally has explosive attributes"

Tianbao said triumphantly: "How is it, I'm amazing."

Ling Yang secretly pondered in his heart, anyway, it doesn't cost money to praise a few words, and it can better mobilize the enthusiasm of Xiao Lori, why not. So he gave a thumbs up, and the words of praise poured out endlessly, almost praising Tianbao for his bald skin.

Tian Baomei smiled, suddenly changed to a surprised expression, pointed to the crackling small temple and said, "Look over there"

Ling Yang looked at it and saw that the temple had been surrounded by flames, burning the snow nearby and turning into a stream, which continued to flow downward. Just as he was about to collapse, a burning man suddenly burst out of it, wrapped in flames and sending up a puff of black smoke.

As soon as the burning man swept out of the temple gate, he immediately plunged into the snowdrift, making a "stabbing" sound of extinguishing the flames, and then, from the snowdrift came a faint smell of meat, mixed with the smell of burnt chemical fibers, and a pig-like howl came into the ears of Ling Yang and Tianbao: "Spicy mother, you two bear babies, you want to burn Lao Tzu to death alive"

"Whoever asked you to pretend to scare us, if you didn't burn to death, you picked it up"

Ling Yang took a few steps forward with a smile on his face, but the dagger had already slid from his sleeve to the palm of his hand, holding it behind his forearm. The soles of the feet twisted hard, and the knife hidden in the heel popped out, and the blade was blue, and it had already been quenched with the neurotoxin that sealed the throat with blood.

"I'm a god, Lao Tzu just set up a dragon gate array with you, counting the jar as a joke, you almost beat Lao Tzu to the tooth sacrifice"

Ling Yang stopped and watched as a thin old man jumped out of the dirty snowdrift, wearing a high bun crown and holding it with a long wooden hairpin, but it was already crooked to his temple. The old man's face was blackened by smoke, only when he spoke, he could see the white teeth, the robe on his body was burned full of holes, and the center of his chest was faintly visible, embroidered with a gossip pattern with silk thread, which was the standard Taoist dress.

"What's going on lately, either I've met a monk or a Taoist priest, why are there so many monks now?"

Ling Yang was secretly amused when he saw the embarrassed appearance of the old man, his feet were tightly clasped to the ground, ready to make a move at any time, but he secretly wondered in his heart: "Tianbao, the little guy of the ghost elf, every time he encounters a fight, he is always the first to rush forward happily, how could he suddenly change his temper today and pretend to be a good baby."

Puzzled, Ling Yang was afraid that the old Taoist priest would suddenly make a move, and he didn't dare to distract himself and look at Tianbao. How did the old Taoist know that Ling Yang's stomach was twisted and turned, and with a thick Sichuan accent, he scolded Ling Yang for a bloody head. It's just that the old Taoist priest was in a hurry, and blurted out the authentic Sichuan dialect, Ling Yang didn't understand much, and the right was taken as a compliment, and when he heard it in his left ear, his right ear came out, and he was not angry at all.

The old Taoist priest saw that Ling Yang's oil and salt did not enter, and he was tired after scolding for a long time, so he looked at the temple that had been burned into a pile of ruins, sat on the ground, and finally glared at Ling Yang angrily, and said in Mandarin: "Ling boy, you are doing evil."

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