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"Shut up, you were wrong. ”

When Meadson heard Mi Dexiang's words, he immediately walked out of the ancestral hall and inside: "I told you a long time ago, as long as we are in awe and do what God Mi tells us, then we can live unharmed." But if you don't listen, not only will you destroy the god of rice, but also invite some fortune tellers, Taoist priests and monks to come to trouble the god of rice. ”

"How did it turn out?"

"Whether it's a fortune teller, a Taoist priest, or a monk...... None of them ended well?"

"Either scared to death, accidentally fell off a cliff, or became mentally ill. ”

Meadson and Mid Dexiang are the same age, and the two are uncles and brothers.

The two grew up together, but the two of them had different thinking.

One advocates the acceptance of advanced knowledge to solve the poverty in the village, as well as the threat of the god of rice.

One chose to inherit the ancient inheritance and continue to serve the god of rice.

Neither side could convince anyone, so in order to gain advanced knowledge, Mi Dexiang left the village and spent twenty or thirty years outside.

In the process, he met a woman.

But when he returned to the village with the woman, he was killed by the god of rice because he accidentally ate a grain of rice.

It completely made Mi Dexiang angry, so he used the money he had accumulated over the years to constantly invite some Dao cultivators, or some martial artists with rich combat experience, and ancient martial arts cultivators to deal with Mi Shen.

But these people, without exception, either died or became mentally ill.

Even Mi Dexiang finally became a disabled person because of Mi Shen's anger.

"So what?"

But Mi Dexiang's spirit was very full, and I saw him staring at the ancestral hall and said: "I believe that sooner or later, one day, I will find a way to crack the rice god." ”

At this time, Ye Xiaohu, who had been standing aside and listening for a long time, spoke: "Mi Dexiang, right?"

Hearing someone call his name, Mi Dexiang turned around and said, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. ”

Ye Xiaohu shook his head, and then said, "I just want to ask you one question." ”

Mi Dexiang asked puzzledly, "What's the problem?"

"I know a fortune teller who once got seriously ill because he helped someone break the game...... Ye Xiaohu slowly introduced Yuan Fang's situation, and then said: "I don't know Mr. Mi Dexiang, do you know this person named Yuan Fang?"

"Yes, of course I do. ”

Mi Dexiang's eyes lit up and said, "What, you said that Master Yuan Fang also suffered from an incurable serious illness because of the ancestral hall?"

"Not bad. ”

Hearing Mi Dexiang's answer, Ye Xiaohu could finally determine that Yuan Fang was under this ancestral hall and was involved in ghosts and immortals.

Based on the previous considerations, Ye Xiaohu believed that this life that released the spirit of the ghost immortal should not be a ghost immortal who came down from the heavenly court, otherwise he would have left the ancestral hall a long time ago and began to arrest Ye Xiaohu.

Just when Ye Xiaohu had a judgment in his mind, Aunt Mi's exclamation suddenly came from inside the ancestral hall.

"Aunt Mi. ”

Aunt Mi's shouting deeply pierced Wang Fangfang's heart, so Wang Fangfang looked at Ye Xiaohu and said, "Little tiger." ”

"I see. ”

Ye Xiaohu nodded, and walked forward.

"What are you going to do?"

"Enter the ancestral hall. ”

"Stop him, don't let him enter the ancestral hall, otherwise it will make Mi Shen angry. ”

As soon as Mi Desheng heard Ye Xiaohu's reply, he hurriedly opened his mouth and ordered the people in Mijia Village on the left and right to stop Ye Xiaohu.

"I can't do it. ”

Ye Xiaohu snorted coldly, ignoring the obstruction of Midson and the others.

"What I Ye Xiaohu wants to do, no one can stop me. ”

Ye Xiaohu condensed a trace of immortal qi and surrounded his body.

Those people from Mijia Village, as soon as they touched Ye Xiaohu's body, they were bounced out on the spot by the defensive immortal qi on Ye Xiaohu's body.

By the time they pounced on them for the second time, Ye Xiaohu had already kicked the door of the ancestral hall open, and then walked into the ancestral hall step by step.

I saw Aunt Mi standing quietly in place, her expression a little confused, and her eyes were dull.

"Aunt Mi. ”

Wang Fangfang, who walked in after Ye Xiaohu, saw this scene and immediately called Aunt Mi, and pounced on Aunt Mi at the same time.

"Be careful. ”

Ye Xiaohu rushed directly and stopped Wang Fangfang.

Search.

At this time, a white bone spur directly told Ye Xiaohu to stab.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Ye Xiaohu snorted coldly, waved his hand directly, and hit the thrown white bone spur on the spot.

Boom.

The white bone spurs shattered on the spot.

The next moment, a white light flashed in front of Aunt Mi, and she quickly walked towards the back of the ancestral hall.

Losing control of the white light, Aunt Mi's body fell backwards.

Ye Xiaohu's eyes were quick, and he directly caught Aunt Mi's body and checked it briefly.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fangfang on the side asked worriedly, "How is Aunt Mi?"

"Nothing is a problem. ”

Ye Xiaohu smiled slightly, and then said: "It's just that someone sucked some life away just now, but it's not life-threatening, as long as you take more supplements and recuperate for a while." ”

"Then I'm relieved. ”

Wang Fangfang took Aunt Mi over, and then said, "What was that white shadow just now?"

"I don't know exactly, but I guess it's that rice god. ”

Ye Xiaohu frowned and said, "But I can sense a strong death aura from it, I guess he should be a dead thing, so he will suck the vitality on Aunt Mi's body." ”

"Dead things?"

Wang Fangfang didn't know what this was, so she asked Ye Xiaohu curiously: "What are you going to do next, Xiaohu?"

"Of course it was caught. ”

After the collision just now, Ye Xiaohu already had a number in his heart, so Ye Xiaohu said to Wang Fangfang: "You carry Aunt Mi out and take care of it." I'll be back later after I catch that rice god. ”

"Good. ”

Wang Fangfang nodded and said, "Then you should be more careful." ”

"Don't worry, it won't hurt me. ”

Ye Xiaohu sneered, and then quickly chased in the direction where the white shadow left.

Although Ye Xiaohu's start was a little slower, Ye Xiaohu was not worried about not being able to catch up with the other party.

Because Ye Xiaohu has already left his own unique soul mark on the other party's body, as long as the other party can't find a way to crack it, then no matter where it is hiding, Ye Xiaohu can find it.