As dusk grew thicker, on the country road overgrown with weeds on both sides, Bu Chi Benma carried a flower cloth schoolbag made of rag heads, and walked in the direction of Dama Village with a few day students from the same village.

Bu Chi Benma took some curly Chinese textbooks, asked a girl who was about her height how to pronounce a few words, annotated pinyin words that she had not memorized in class, and drew two heavy circles with a pencil when she encountered a place where neither of them could know.

On the dam in the distance, several wild goats climb and jump on the nearly vertical rock and earth dam face in order to eat salt from the rocks.

Day students who live in Daba Village zigzagged along the winding hardened road, and after more than half an hour, they saw the yellow-colored dilapidated ancient watchtowers and the cascading adobe and stone watchtowers next to them.

The roofs of the three- to four-story Tibetan houses have four pointed corners, on which are set up the sacred fortress of the god Dingla, and white stones are placed on the fortress to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters.

Yu Peihuan had been following Buchi Benma in the form of a magic array (身shēn), the miniature magic array in her pupils rotating and contracting, and the relevant data detected was displayed in the lower right corner of the mission record.

Every dwelling in this small village is soaked in the thick incense of gods and Buddhas, and there are indeed fluctuations of extraordinary power on those sacred bases stacked with white stones, and the intensity is not low.

Yu Peihuan immediately entered the information that "it is very likely that supernumerary gods will be born" in the work (日rì) journal, and before entering the dam village, she folded a layer of concealment magic circle for herself, and embedded a button-sized magic guide in the palm of her hand, ready to ask Li Zhixian and the agents of the Western Sichuan Evil Disaster Bureau for help at any time.

Yes, there is plenty of martial virtue and it is admirable.

Mr. Liang, who watched the drama and ate snacks in front of the screen, recognized Xiao Yu's caution.

Liang De's stay in the world of No. 415 on this shore is not short, and he has hung up a false position as a special commissioner in the Evil Disaster Bureau, and he has a relatively comprehensive understanding of the management system of the extraordinary person in the Blue Star East Kingdom of this realm, especially the relevant management system of the local so-called gods.

Theoretically, all the legitimate gods in the western Sichuan region are under the close supervision of the local evil disaster bureau, and are strictly evaluated on a quarterly basis, rewarding the good and punishing the evil.

At the same time, local evil disaster bureaus will regularly investigate and clean up the areas under their jurisdiction to ensure that there are no wild gods and evil gods who violate the law and discipline without a license in their jurisdictions.

Whenever a new god is born, the person in charge of local divine affairs will report the situation to the Evil Disaster Bureau as soon as possible, and the Evil Disaster Bureau will send a special person to conduct a pre-appointment inspection of the new god, score it according to the composition of the new god and its actual performance, and then add a new god to the post, or sign an employment contract with the new god and include it in the management system of the evil disaster bureau.

The Eastern Evil Disaster Bureau has a deep heritage, many soldiers and generals, and has always maintained the glorious tradition of sweeping away all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and the magical girl army in middle school is like fire for the purpose of learning from the West, and has always been very strong in the management of extraordinary creatures.

However, the long history is a double-edged sword, in this legendary land of Chixian County, Shenzhou, there are endless good gods, evil gods, wild gods and evil gods with heads and faces, and there is no need to turn over the local chronicles.

In those cities with the name of ancient capitals, sometimes the excavator on the construction site can dig out several evil gods with a shovel.

Friends who are in the line of moving mountains and mountains and touching gold and inverting buckets, but those who have a little family education inheritance and know the preciousness of life, generally only dare to touch the tomb of the previous dynasty.

With a history of more than 200 years, Feng Shui is a bit famous, and there are local legends of evil sects, all of them are avoided, and no one will go to invite them, no matter what they do, who has not yet had a sense of safety production?

The extraordinary folk inheritance that continues to this day is strange, and there are basically one or two unique skills and learning to muffle...... Taoguang Yanghui, if it weren't for the sake of (爱ài) (情qíng) 專 (身shēn), who would know that the old Wang Zushang next door was a Laoshan Taoist priest who knew how to penetrate the wall.

The land is vast and crowded, and negative energy thoughts are difficult to control, and many so-called gods have recurring attacks like colds and mouth ulcers.

This makes it difficult for the management of the Dongguo Evil Disaster Bureau to be thorough, down-to-earth, and detailed.

There are more or less remnants of feudal dross in the poor areas of the old and the young, and there are inevitably bad people among the ignorant masses, so in a place like Dama Village, where incense is strong, it is difficult to say whether there will be undocumented wild gods or evil gods hidden.

There are already four volunteer teachers and six students whose whereabouts are unknown, and the West Sichuan Evil Disaster Bureau has been busy for two months without finding anything, so Yu Peihuan's caution is necessary.

She floated silently in the air and followed Buchibenma into a three-story stone-walled watchhouse.

Yu Peihuan first went to the scripture hall on the third floor of the watchhouse, the scripture hall is the most spacious and gorgeous place in this watchhouse, the beautifully carved Buddha shrine occupies a wall, the Buddha shrine enshrines a number of Buddha statues, Yu Peihuan has seen a respect, all are common Buddha statues in Sichuan and Tibet, there is no out-of-the-ordinary existence.

In addition to the Buddha statues, the prayer hall of the Buchi Benma family also enshrines expensive thangkas and various ritual utensils, with several golden copper basins hanging above them, and a chuáng (bed) for the lama on the wall, which is covered with a thick and delicate blanket.

Yu Peihuan carefully inspected all kinds of furnishings in the scripture hall, and found nothing special, she was about to go to other rooms to check, when a middle-aged woman's reprimand suddenly came downstairs.

Yu Peihuan floated to the first floor of the watchhouse, and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a Tibetan robe with a large collar pushing Bu Chi Benma in front of her.

"What about cow (奶nǎi)! What about eggs! What about the things you want to bring back! ”

Buchi Benma was about the same height as the middle-aged woman, but she lowered her head and didn't dare to fight back, nor did she dare to walk away, allowing the middle-aged woman to push her around.

"Qucuo Grandma, the teacher said that cows (奶nǎi) and eggs can only be eaten at school, and I wanted to sneak them out, but I was blocked by Dorje Grandma, so I had to eat them myself."

The little girl lowered her head, her face full of guilt and fear.

The middle-aged woman named Qucuo Grandma refused to let her go, first pushed her again, and then kicked Buchi Benma's knee, making the little girl cry out in pain.

"You ate it yourself, you ate what your sister ate!

Spending money and being disobedient, what's the use of raising you! ”

Qu Cuo's grandmother raised her hand to hit Bu Chi Ben Ma on the head, when a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy rushed in from outside the door, hugged Bu Chi Ben Ma, and slapped Qu Cuo fiercely.

"Grandma! Why are you hitting Benma again! "The big-eyed boy (挺tǐng) rose (chest xiōng) and protected Buchi Benma behind (身shēn).

"Tsering, she ate your sister's cow (奶nǎi) and eggs, she ......"

"Benma is also my sister, she also wants to eat, you are not allowed to hit her!"

Dawa Tsering protected his cousin and glared angrily at his biological mother.

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