"This is the temple of the false god?"

"I don't look good!"

The little girl who jumped up and down, carrying a slender and boxy purple wooden box, jumped on the bluestone steps. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's hard to say what the truth is, Ruri, how many times have I told you? Be calm, prudent, and not arbitrary. ”

A chubby walker with his eyes closed, dressed in sackcloth and holding a bamboo cane, walked a few steps behind the little girl.

Although his eyes were closed, his steps did not step on the air at all, and he was vigorous and powerful in his movements, just like ordinary people.

"Okay, okay, Guyue Layman, Guyue Master, Guyue Great Monk ~hehe~"

"You're looking more and more like a monk! It's verbose. No wonder I can't please my daughter-in-law~"

The little girl called Liuli, looking at the fourteen or fifteen years old, is the age of being lively and active, combing her bun hair, with a white wildflower on it, running in the wind, and the crisp laughter echoes on the road.

It was early in the morning, and the east was still cloudy, with a bit of fog here, and there were already some pedestrians coming and going on the road.

Gu Yue Jushi shook his head, as if he was a little helpless.

"I heard that the temples and bridges here were all funded by the local Zhou family. The main god enshrined here, I want to come to the Zhou family to know the inside story. ”

The little girl was wearing a red dress and a white dress, turned around, crossed her waist with her hands, and urged:

"Hurry up, hurry up, you're not really blind, why are you walking so slowly?"

"It doesn't matter what the Zhou family is or not, I only know that our task is to come here to confirm the authenticity of the main god here, distinguish between good and evil, whether there is blood food and sacrifice, what is the level of divine power, and what is the ...... authority"

"Ah...... What a hassle! Why are there so many things! Where are the two of them done, it's better to go straight over! No matter what kind of evil god and wild monster it is, I will be gray when I pass it with a sword! ”

As soon as she said this, there was a sword sound from the purple wooden box behind the little girl.

The sword has a spirit, and the sound should be harmonious.

Liuli untied the wooden box she was carrying, and did not open it, but talked to the sword through the sword box.

"Okay, okay, good, Chengying is the smartest, and you have to remember to be obedient today! Later, if that glorious reputation comes out, he will cut me down. ”

There was another buzzing sound, almost indistinguishable from Fang Cai's chirp.

However, Liuli actually understood the meaning of the sword, gently stroked the sword box, put her face on the box, hooked her thin eyebrows, and smiled like a bear child preparing to commit a crime.

Gu Yue Jushi sighed silently.

He is only middle-aged, and because of his long-term practice of magic, he looks like he is thirty years old, and he is like a father and daughter with Liuli.

Less than a hundred years after the founding of Great Xia, the Curse and Prohibition Division grew rapidly, and there were many factions and battles in it.

Gu Yue, who has a profound spell, is the old qualification of the Curse Forbidden Division, he is innocent, he does not belong to any party, and his popularity is not bad, in today's increasingly serious factional conflicts, he is undoubtedly the object of attraction by all parties.

Since Gu Yue was six years old, she was selected by the Curse Forbidden Division to cultivate as a seedling of a warlock, and now, it has been more than forty years, and she is an out-and-out old qualification - how many years has Great Xia been founded? How long has the Forbidden Division been established?

Most of the warlocks he trained were lost in various tasks and died, some were dismissed due to lack of qualifications, some were assigned to various palaces in other ways, and some held positions in the Forbidden Division......

Warlocks are different from Taoists in Yuqing Dao, and the meaning of being cultivated is to be used as a sharp weapon.

Taoists can call for wind and rain, scatter beans into soldiers, and have all kinds of magical powers, but they don't care much about human dynasties.

And so the Warlock was born.

Cultivating the law is not for longevity, only for supernatural mana, since the warlock stepped into this road, he is bent on improving mana, practicing spells, and often can have a terrifying mana and powerful spells in the shortest possible time.

Although the lifespan of warlocks is generally not as good as that of ordinary people, when they are alive, their ability to fight and fight is far inferior to that of some scattered immortals who have practiced for three or five hundred years.

This is a great weapon of the human dynasty in order to fight against cultivators, demons and monsters, and gods from all over the world.

Dynasties and dynasties have trained their own warlocks to deal with local affairs.

Gu Yue and Liuli are the best among them.

Gu Yue is good at all kinds of spells, traversing the Dao Buddha and Demon families.

Liuli concentrates on swordsmanship, all the magic power is on the sword, and the sword heart of the heavenly body is transparent, and the sword spirit is followed, and the idle little gods can't withstand a sword.

"This time it's different, Ruri, it's really different. This inspirational glorious duke, also mentioned in the annals of the previous dynasty, is one of the ten righteous gods of the ancient Jiang country, and his position is high and powerful, and he cannot be taken lightly. ”

Gu Yue came slowly, with his eyes closed, he was holding a string of prayer beads in his left hand unhurriedly, looking like a somewhat wealthy businessman.

The girl with the bun head carried the half-human-tall sword box behind her back, and was trying to tie the knot.

Hearing this, he snorted from his nose and replied reluctantly.

"Got it...... Master Gu Yue, you are so long-winded! ”

"People just talk and play, so they won't move their swords recklessly."

"Isn't it, Seiying?"

What answered her was a clear sword roar in the box behind her.

The sky was getting brighter, and the temple was in sight.

Since the Zhou family leveled the wasteland here, built a large number of buildings, and spent a lot of money to pave the bluestone avenue, there are many more pedestrians here.

Originally, this was a wasteland, and the wilderness was naturally unsafe, and pedestrians would rather take a detour than this side, but with temple sacrifices and gods in the lord, it was very different.

Due to its geographical location, it is close to the canal and the junction of several counties, so there are more people walking gradually.

These pedestrians, passing by the temple not far from the side of the road, will naturally follow a piece of incense money, put incense on the pillar, and pray for peace.

Guangyu Gong and his subordinates belong to the gods, and they all have their own gods.

Guangyu Gong was in the main hall, followed by Long Yu, and a statue of a military general, which was his left and right hands.

On both sides of the main hall are the gods in charge of the various departments.

In the center of the main hall, there is a large four-legged bronze tripod, half a person high, and a long pillar of incense is inserted in it, which is endless.

The two of them were like ordinary pedestrians, following the believers of incense and walking into this place together.

Before the temple, there were a few old witches who wished to send incense, and they didn't need money, as long as they came to worship the gods, they would send a copy.

Ruri and Gu Yue looked around in front of the temple, and saw a shallow stream flowing by, and a small pond was dug out on the side, and the believers who passed by would bend down in this small pool to pick up a handful of water, wash their cheeks, wash their hands, and some would even hold it and drink a few sips.