"Wow, Kunshen-sama, this is a good place, huh? Some of the meaning of paradise. Looking at the small mansion in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.

Beilin didn't say anything, but walked straight towards this small mansion.

"Knock knock!" He knocked on the front door of a house with the aura of grandeur.

"Knock knock!"

Stygian raised his hand again, and it rang again.

In the courtyard, there was not the slightest response.

"It's strange, there is a lantern at this door, how can there be no one inside?" Float stood aside, muttering.

As soon as I pushed the wooden door with my palm, I heard a "click", which should be that the wooden bolt behind the door was broken.

"Look at the moss footprints." The float points to the side of the wall, and the grand plan is to climb over the wall.

"Is anyone there?" It was too abrupt to think of breaking into someone else's house like this, so he stood at the door and shouted.

Inside, there was still no response.

Ming Beilin strode towards the main hall of the house, and as soon as we entered the main hall, we saw the grand plan of feasting.

He left a pot of rice cakes on the wooden table in the hall to eat.

"Smelly?" I walked over to the rice cake and was about to take the remaining small bite into my mouth, but I held it down.

Because, this rice cake has a bloody smell, as if it is drenched with blood.

"That's them, that's them! Surround them! ”

Not long after we entered the room, a group of men with hoes and sickles rushed in and surrounded us.

"Who are you? How dare you destroy the sacrifice! Isn't it with demons and evil spirits? An old man with a white goatee pointed at us and asked us loudly.

"Sacrifice? Demonic? "I immediately understood the reason why Beilin didn't let us enter the village, it turned out that there were demons and evil spirits in this village.

"I'm really sorry, it's my kid, I'm hungry, I came in to find something to eat, I knocked on the door for a long time, and no one answered, so?" I thought about the words, and I thought about how to say them, so that these people could believe that we were not malicious, and that we did not deliberately sabotage their so-called sacrifices.

"Master Illusion, take a look, is there any evil spirit on the body of this group of people?" Suddenly, the old man turned sideways and said something to the person behind him.

I looked over to the man, and saw that behind the old man was a thin man who was a head shorter than me.

This man, dressed in a robe like a Taoist, his hair was scattered and draped, and he held hands in his hands, looking like a master.

However, this hand looks a little awkward, right?

"Master of Illusion, take a look." The old man turned sideways and let this so-called illusion master approach us.

I have some confidence in my heart, because floating is a demon, although Mei'er does not have Neidan and no demonic energy, but a spirit priest of Xiao Ce's level can also see the clues.

I don't know what kind of extent this master is, whether he can see anything.

If we really regard us as accomplices of demons, we are afraid that we will have to bother with words.

The short, thin master walked up to us and circled us several times, muttering as he went around in circles, not knowing what to say.

"Pretend!" Beilin's eyes froze, staring at the master, and said in a cold voice.

When the master heard this, he immediately picked up the master's shelf, pointed at us, and said, "That's right, they have a demonic aura on their bodies!" These people are in the same league as demons! Grab them all! ”

"You?" When I looked at the expression and behavior of this illusion master, he looked like a charlatan.

"Quick, don't be stunned, the master said, they are accomplices of demons!" The white-bearded old man ordered his men to do it.

We can do it with the priests and with the demons, but these people are only bewitched.

"Wait!" He didn't want to make a move with these villagers, so he immediately took out a bell from his sleeve and shook it in front of the illusion master's eyes.

"Do you recognize this object?" What Stygian Beilin took out was the bell that he had taken from the carriage of the Shrine before.

On this bell, there are also engraved the words "Priest", and there is another mystery on the inside of the bell, engraved with extremely complex totem patterns.

It is impossible not to know an insider.

The illusion master was stunned for a moment, and then immediately stepped forward, raised his hands, and wanted to hold the bell to take a closer look.

Beilin let go, he held the bell and looked at it again and again, and finally showed a very surprised and frightened expression.

"I don't know if it's the adult of the funeral temple, the small, the small?" The Master of Illusion retreated in fear.

Because, over the years, the soul worshippers of the Soul Worship Institute have wantonly suppressed and killed the soul destroyer, and this illusion master is also worried that today, his life will not be guaranteed.

"Adult, the small road is shallow, there are no eyes, this is the collision with the adult, the adult must not take it to heart, please stay in the next dog's life!" This illusion master, who has completely lost the master's shelf, leaned over and apologized to the underworld.

Shen Beilin dragged the grand plan, and said to the white-bearded old man: "You prepare some dry food, let's buy some and leave." ”

The old man was still looking at us in a daze, as if he hadn't understood what was going on.

"Master of Illusion? These people? "The white-bearded old man doesn't know who we are yet.

"Gu Village Chief, this is the spirit worshippers of the Soul Sacrifice Academy, compared to the magic method, they are better, you should leave the matter here to them." The Master of Illusion said that he was going to leave this place.

The ancient village chief grabbed the arm of the illusion master, and shouted in his mouth: "Master, can you go, before, I gave you three thousand taels of silver, and you haven't done this yet, just?" ”

"But Master Ben has also been busy working here for several days, so he can't go home empty-handed, right?" Although the illusion master was afraid of the underworld, he was unwilling to return the silver ticket to the ancient village chief.

The ancient village chief is not a fool, but I thought about it, three thousand taels should be a huge amount of money for a small village, and it seems that this village is indeed rich.

"Ten thousand taels, I'll take care of this matter!" Mingbei Lin stood in place, looked at the village chief and them, and said a leisurely word.

"I have long heard that your priest is the best at opening sky-high prices, and this matter will not bother you soul priests!" The ancient village chief frowned, and shouted at Ming Beilin.

When Beilin heard this, he was also indifferent.

"In that case, let's buy some dry food and go, but I'll leave it at that, this village will have a great calamity in ten days." After Beilin finished speaking, he motioned to me, wiped Hongtu's hand clean, and then handed the fruit to Hongtu on the side.

Hongtu obediently sat on the chair on one side and quietly ate the fruit.

"Hmph, the Master of Illusion will take care of it! You don't have to worry about it. The ancient village chief said, looking at the illusion master.