I was stunned, I didn't know what the hell was going on.

I glanced at Zhong Bai, and then I tried to recall what I had encountered in my life, and the most I had to deal with these gods and ghosts was after returning to the village from school.

And then these months came down.

There's no way I'm going to kill any Mozu at all, and I don't have that much ability, this kind of thing sounds pretty powerful, and I'm not sure I'm going to deal with it now.

I shook my head, but it occurred to me.

If I have a grudge against me, it's because of my relationship with Ye Siming, and the two of us are now considered to be fatally connected, if he ever killed any Mozu.

Then in fact, this resentment will also appear to me.

I asked Ye Siming in my mind, "Do you remember if you accidentally killed some Mozu a long time ago?" ”

Ye Siming's voice was lukewarm, "I have killed a hundred times, a thousand times more ghosts than you have seen. Can you remember how many ants you've trampled to death in your life!? ”

I have nothing to say about his rebuttal.

This cliff is a good thing that Ye Siming did.

No matter how much resentment he has, he doesn't care about it, because he is the sky, and all living beings are ants.

From the words of the old monk, it can be seen that this Mozu should be a god worshiped in Thailand.

Now it's hard to do.

Zhong Bai and I finally got here, and this old monk in the tower is probably the only chance.

It's because Ye Siming has killed some Mozu before.

That is equivalent to destroying his old ancestor, and this old monk will definitely not help us.

I took a deep breath, bowed again, and said, "The little girl really doesn't know what the so-called Mozu is, but since the younger generation came out of the mountain, she has only killed ghosts, and there is nothing offensive about it. "I read books

The old monk raised his eyes to look at me, his tone was awkward, and his voice was extremely hoarse and said to me in a strange tone, "Cunning little girl of the Han family, could it be that I can still feel the breath of the wrong Mozu?" ”

This old monk can speak Mandarin, but there is a barrier to communication, and he can only speak something that is easy to understand, but he should be able to understand what we say.

Zhong Bai's situation is not very good now, it has come to this point, I don't want to let him be in a desperate situation because of me, what else do I want to say.

But Zhong Bai grabbed me.

He shook his head and motioned for me to forget it, it seemed that it was not going to work.

Zhong Bai bent down to the old monk and said respectfully, "Since this is the case, the younger generation will not ask for much, so let's go." ”

We slowly exited the door.

After walking out, Zhong Bai told me that I had to make other plans, and I thought about the situation that had occurred when I first visited Mozu in the worship house.

The old Thai monks definitely do not worship the yang gods, but some evil gods.

The three sticks of incense were like a medium, and we put them in and offered the incense, and then Mozu would devour the incense.

I asked Ye Siming, "At first, I felt that my essence and spirit were all sucked away, was it because of Mozu?" ”

Ye Siming told me that when incense is given to Mozu, the person who makes the incense will absorb a part of the yang shou and essence.

I didn't have a longevity in the first place.

But the aura on Ye Siming's body is equally precious to that kind of thing, and the enshrined Mozu is bold and dares to beat Ye Siming's attention.

I told Zhong Bai about the Mozu enshrined by the old monk, and I was a little worried that his Yangshou would not be swallowed by Mozu for a few years.

Zhong Bai shook his head, "The position of the Zhong family has been destined since birth, there is no name on the life book, and nothing can swallow my yang longevity." ”

"But it seems that the people who used to ask the old monk to relieve themselves have to give this 'incense money'."