It was raining again in the town of Red Candle, and in this thin rain, the whole town became cold, as if a gloomy aura had emerged from the ground.

The Taoist who drove the paper horse and paper man withdrew the spell, and the paper horse pulled the vermilion coffin and stopped in the dilapidated Taoist temple, and the paper man also surrounded the vermilion coffin. The Taoist was dressed in a ragged zodiac robe, and he thought that the Taoist robe should have been scratched when he was crossing mountains and mountains and overcoming thorns.

In fact, this Taoist did not know the specific path to the country of the dead, and all the way he relied on the old bronze bell in his hand to ask for directions, the bronze bell was extremely sensitive to the gloomy atmosphere, and under the guidance of the copper bell, the Taoist also came here after all kinds of dangers.

As for the paper people and paper horses, part of it is used in the outside world to hide people's ears, the outside world is chaotic, and it is inevitable to meet the path cutting thieves when they cross the mountains and rivers, and most of the cut path thieves will stay away from the Taoist who drives these paper horse coffins, and they don't want to have any intersection with this kind of Taoist who wears the yin and yang, too unlucky.

There is also these paper horses and paper people are the evidence of yin and yang, the ancient battlefield ruins are very dangerous, if you break in rashly, it is easy to cause the riot of the soul, even if the Taoist is profound, it is extremely tricky to be under the soul of the riot, and a body that may be eaten by accident is incomplete, after all, the reason for the formation of the ancient battlefield site is because of the gathering of the dead spirits, and the living walk in it, just like a cluster of dazzling flames rising in the dark night, how can it not attract the attention of the wandering souls.

However, with paper figures and paper horses, Taoists can smoothly walk through the ancient battlefield ruins, and these paper men and paper horses have an absolute suppressive effect on both the undead and the walking corpses.

These paper men and paper horses are not from the hands of paper craftsmen in the world, not to mention whether those spiritually binding objects can pass through the ancient battlefield sites, just hundreds of pounds of coffins can't be pulled, and what is there to talk about trekking mountains and rivers to the ancient battlefield sites.

Therefore, these simple-looking paper figures and paper horses are actually from the hands of immortal masters who are proficient in Taoism, at least this young Taoist who drove the paper horse coffin has not yet been able to pierce a piercing object that can pass through an ancient battlefield site.

Don't look at these paper figures and paper horses are extremely ordinary, but the body is very knowledgeable, each body is painted with the water of spring cumbersome talismans, there are no less than dozens of talismans, there are widely known anti-evil charms, yin charms, barrier-breaking charms, and very few in the world of star charms, edicts, soil charms and so on.

With the blessings of these talismans, these paper figures and paper horses have the ability to travel through the ancient battlefield without hindrance.

The Taoist stood under the eaves, and the thin rain pulled up a rain curtain under the eaves, like tiny transparent beads. He withdrew his hand, the rain was extremely yin, and it fell on the palm of his hand like hail smashing his hand cold, this was only a moment of effort, the Taoist's hands were a little stiff, and he picked up a handful of rainwater, as if holding a piece of wind and snow, it was really sad and cold.

The Taoist did not cast a spell to dispel the coldness that carved the bone joints, but wiped his rain-stained hand on the Taoist robe, and the cold on his fingertips dissipated a little. It is taboo to cast spells in this ancient battlefield site, it is easy to provoke the attack of the wandering undead, especially in such a cold rain curtain, the combat power of the wandering undead cannot be underestimated, it is difficult for the young Taoist to deal with it alone, and there are several big people hidden in the ruins of this ancient battlefield, and the Taoist does not want to make enemies with the entire ancient battlefield because of this, after all, this ancient battlefield is extremely important to the sect.

However, Taoists have always had a question, in a town full of walking corpses, why would there be a living person with such a heavy yin qi picking up paper money on the street?!

And that young man still appeared in the ruins of the ancient battlefield in the capital of the dead country, just before the rain curtain fell, there seemed to be a drum beating in the dark sky of the town, like the war drums of the two armies when communicating, the weight of the killing, so that the Taoist people felt a burst of shock.

Although the dull rolling thunder has this momentum, it definitely does not have that heavy killing atmosphere.

The sound of the sound of dull thunder and war drums made the young Taoist a little confused.

If there was a Taoist friend who was proficient in the Lei Fa by his side at this time, he should be able to hear the nuances.

At this moment, the Taoist suddenly remembered a person who had already been buried by history, it is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a peerless war drummer, with thunder as the trumpet, when the war drum was beaten, the eight directions thundered, like the thunder god pointed the soldiers.

As soon as the war drummer shouted and drank, there would be 800 miles of thunder galloping down, and the momentum was monstrous. The presence of that war drummer provides a strong confidence for the army, as long as the war drums continue, the soldiers will not stop killing, even if the soul of the soldier is torn apart, the sword in his hand still swings at the neck of the enemy!

However, later generations generally believed that it was just a rumor, and that there could be no war drummer of that level. This kind of legend is more like witchcraft, like a snake controller controlling poisonous snakes to fight, making warriors beast-like witchcraft.

The Taoist turned around and walked into the dilapidated Taoist temple, this Taoist temple is too broken, the cobwebs are stretched, the dust falls on the ground, it should be a long time no one has come, there are traces of insects and snakes crawling on a simple offering table, the pottery incense burner on the table is covered with dust, the belly of the furnace is filled with a few inches of dust, I really don't know if this dust is weathered incense ash or dust.

On the offering platform, there is a clay statue with dense cracks, compared with the statue of the outside Taoist temple painted with silver and gold, the sky is magnificent, this statue is like a child pinched out.

Before entering the Taoist temple, the Taoist person deliberately glanced at the plaque of this Taoist temple and looked at it with a pillow.

A pillow of yellow sorghum dreams.

If it is placed in the outer world, this name alone is enough to show that the incense in the Taoist temple is prosperous, otherwise it will not be able to support this word with Taoism. However, this Taoist temple has long been dilapidated and no one cares about it, and the young Taoist priest can't understand why the sect would give this Taoist temple without the slightest incense a good name with such Taoism.

The young Taoist priests felt that it was a pity that this name was placed on this Taoist temple.

Perhaps this Taoist temple is a remnant of a previous life.

After all, it was once the capital of a country, and it is not uncommon to have this name.

According to the etiquette, the young Taoist priest took out three incense sticks from the sleeve, and when the incense sticks were pulled out, the whole Taoist temple instantly filled the room, and the invisible fragrance rolled away around the wall, such as Zhilan entering the room. The rich smell of incense fills the entire dilapidated Taoist temple like a surging sea of clouds.

The incense burner is surrounded by a rich incense fire, the young Taoist gently twists the incense head, and the three incense sticks burn up, the Taoist shakes the incense to extinguish the fire, and then respectfully inserts the three precious incense sticks into the incense burner.

According to the Taoist guess, since this dilapidated Taoist temple has such a good name, I think this "contemplator" should have some ability. Therefore, even if his status is not low in the sect, the young Taoist still respects him enough.

Since the sect arranged for him to bring the mountain root incense, if it weren't for the fact that he had sat on the cold bench for so many years, it should be that the origin of this master is not small, but the latter is more likely, after all, there is no real ability, and the sect cannot send him to guard this ghostly place.

The so-called mountain root incense, that is, to refine the incense with the mountain root, pick a spiritual energy mountain root to condense into incense, the most straightforward effect of this incense is to increase the aura of a place, that is, it is equivalent to passing on the aura, generally only the Taoist temple with thin aura or the Taoist temple that has just been built will spend a lot of money to make this incense, in order to supplement the aura of the site. However, this incense is very suitable for a pillow view, in this world full of gloom, the aura is swallowed into nothingness, if you want to maintain the existence of the Taoist temple, this mountain root incense is indispensable.

After the young Taoist inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, he took two steps back and waited quietly.

After a while, the cracked clay sculpture suddenly shook slightly. Then a dusty old man rolled to the ground from the clay sculpture.

The old man rolled down from the offering table, and then rolled down from the offering table to the ground, and then rolled all the way to the feet of the young Taoist, holding the young Taoist's legs and wailing, kowtowing like pounding garlic, splashing a large piece of dust, "I don't know if the immortal master and grandfather are coming, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome." The big man forgives his sins, and the villain will never be lazy in the future..."

This shocking appearance really surprised the young Taoist, who originally thought that he was a viewer with a Dao bone fairy style, but who would have thought that this viewer was so funny.

The young Taoist was quite helpless, leaned down, and pulled the skinny old man up.

People like the old man, young Taoists have encountered them, either pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, or they are really used to groveling. But this person is most likely the latter, because the old man's knocking kowtow and the bloodshot forehead can't be faked, how can ordinary people do it so mellow and natural...

The old man who was forcibly pulled up by the young Taoist priest did not raise his head, and hurriedly bent down to pat the young Taoist's feet, and after patting the dust off the young Taoist's feet, he raised his head tremblingly.

As soon as he looked up, the old man saw a young new face, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

The old man was furious, and his anger was like thunder, "Damn it, it's changed?"

When the young Taoist was confused, the old man jumped three feet high, like a wild horse that was happy, "Damn, it's finally changed!"

The old man jumped around for a while before he regained his composure, looked the young Taoist up and down, and then glanced at the paper horse coffin again, and then asked arrogantly, "Are you here to deliver the goods today?"

The young Taoist priest smiled and nodded, "It's Xiaodao." ”

The old man saw that this little Taoist priest was quite gentle, so he hardened, "This immortal master sees that you are a newcomer, and he doesn't intend to embarrass you. ”

The young Taoist patted his head, hurriedly bowed slightly, and slapped his hand, "Xiaodao has seen the Immortal Master, and I ask the Immortal Master to take care of it in the future." ”

The old man wrapped in rotten cloth did not salute either, and waved his hand, "The rules of this immortal master are different from those in other places. ”

Then he patted his tattered clothes and said, "Listen, listen, I can't hear a sound!"

The young Taoist priest looked confused.

That old man is really brazen!

Spread your hands out, "Get the money!"

Only then did the young Taoist suddenly realize, and he took out two golden winning coins from his sleeve and handed them to the old man.

When the old man saw the gold-dripping winning money, his eyes were like candles, and he was shining!

"Wow!

The old man hurriedly snatched the two golden winning coins into his hand, looked left and right, and after making sure that it was genuine, "Wait for me first!"

Then the old man flew towards the clay sculpture, and it took a while for him to come out, presumably to hide the money.

The old man appeared in front of the young Taoist again, and before the young Taoist could speak, the old man actually walked towards the red coffins by himself, jumped into the coffin, and the whole person disappeared.

It was a long time before the old man jumped out of the coffin, and the young Taoist was stunned.

This old man's taste is really flattering.

I saw that the old man was dressed in red, inlaid with gold and jade, and his unkempt hair was full of silver hairpins, the key was that there was a layer of pink rouge on his face, and there was a little thumb-sized plum blossom makeup on his forehead!

This plum blossom makeup is estimated to be pressed by the old man casually.

This is the image of an old ghost in a witch's wedding dress.

The old man shook his body and shook the red suit, thinking that it was quite beautiful.

The old man said, "I see that many young girls here are dressed like this, and the big red clothes are like red peonies in full bloom, and they are very beautiful. ”

Then he circled in front of the young Taoist and said, "In the future, we will also be the most beautiful boy in the town!"

If it was in the past, how dare this old man touch these things that were sent in, the reason why this old man's appearance was so humble was not because he once had some objects hidden by the upper immortal master and was discovered, and he was almost killed by the old immortal master's thunder method!

Now that he has changed to a chick, this old man has become bold again.

Thinking of the old immortal master's one-handed thunder method, the old man suddenly shuddered, and asked hurriedly: "Little Daoist, you will be responsible for escorting the objects in this red candle town in the future?"

The young Taoist replied, "This time I just came out to experience it, and the objects in the future are still those disciples..."

The old man was startled, and he was so frightened that he stammered a little, "What... What?!... Follower... Apprentice grandson!"

Seeing the wind, the old man's ability to make the rudder really reach the pinnacle, and he even climbed to the young Taoist priest, "Immortal master, spare your life! The villain is just... Try it on, but you don't have the slightest greed!"

Then the old man's figure rolled, and rolled back into the clay sculpture, holding two golden winning coins, "The villain just opened with the fairy master... Just kidding. ”

The young Daoist didn't take back the Golden Winning Money, but lowered his head and said, "This Immortal Master, Xiao Dao wants to ask you something. If the immortal master answers Xiao Dao truthfully, these two winning coins will belong to you, and Xiao Dao will not mention this matter to those disciples. ”

The old man kowtowed again as if he had been pardoned.

The young Taoist smiled and asked, "Dare to ask the Immortal Master, why is there a living person in the town within your jurisdiction?"

The old man's body stiffened suddenly, like the clay sculpture on the altar.

Last night, the old shopkeeper of the lamp shop came and talked about it. Thinking of the terrifying scene of ten thousand ghosts, the old man felt that it was better to die under Leifa.

The rain controlled by the old shopkeeper last night almost washed away his small Taoist temple!

If he leaks his mouth today, this little Taoist temple can't keep him.

But fortunately, the old shopkeeper did not lose his conscience, and prepared some wording for him early, and the old man could only pray that the young Taoist would not get to the bottom of it.

I haven't dealt with this young Taoist, and the old man has no bottom in his heart.

Then the old man raised his head and gritted his teeth fiercely, "I know where that kid came from!"