In fact, Zuo Chenghuang's words can be regarded as telling the truth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A small county city god really didn't dare to offend Longhu Mountain.

Speaking of level, Zuo Chenghuang is not as good as black and white. However, when the black and white impermanence arrived at Longhu Mountain, he also had to walk with his waist bent. Seeing the Heavenly Master himself, the black and white impermanence is even more impermanent.

So now, the ghost Taoist wants to pretend to be Zhang Daoling, the first generation ancestor of Longhu Mountain, but he can scare Zuo Chenghuang a lot.

When the time comes, the ghost road will run for a long time, but Zuo Chenghuang can't run, this is the real monk who can't run the temple. Once he is investigated by Longhu Mountain, then the underworld must also be investigated, at that time, Zuo Chenghuang has no way to enter the sky and no door to the ground, and there are no tears when he cries!

The Ghost Dao Elder laughed and said, "Don't worry, if Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Underworld hold you responsible, you can say, it's all my idea, you are forced to be helpless." If you're afraid, I'll write you a note. ”

Saying that, the ghost Dao chief really took out the rune paper and wrote a few words with a brush: "The so-called Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling descended to the mortal world, and the ghost Dao chief Lin Fengjiao is also, and it has nothing to do with the left city god of Ailao Mountain. According to this! ”

"Dao Chief, with your words, I will be relieved." Zuo Chenghuang took the note and was overjoyed.

This document is the gold medal for avoiding death, no matter how big something happens, Zuo Chenghuang can also prove his innocence through this.

Zuo Chenghuang accepted the note, followed the ghost Taoist with confidence and boldness, and said, "Dao Chief......

"Hmm-" The Onido Chief glared.

"Oh, Celestial Master...... Master of Heaven. Zuo Chenghuang reacted immediately, smiled, pointed to the front and said, "Heavenly Master, look, the one with the big Tsubaki tree in front of the door is the one who died a few days ago." ”

The Ghost Daoist took a look and walked over with his feet raised.

This is an ordinary family, not poor, not rich. A slippery small tiled house, neat and refreshing.

But there was an old man sitting in front of the door, but his eyes were blank and his expression was dull.

This old man is the father of the deceased. Although it has been a few days, the old man is still immersed in the pain of losing his son.

"Old man, we are passing by, ask, can we beg for saliva at your house?" Zuo Chenghuang walked over to talk to him and asked cautiously.

The old man heard this, but did not speak, but waved his hand in disgust. Mourning is greater than heart death, this is the manifestation of a dead heart. If it's usual, don't talk about drinking saliva, even if it's a meal, it's fine, right? After all, the rural people in those years were very simple.

Zuo Chenghuang was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Old man, actually...... I'm a ...... in the Qianshan Chenghuang Temple Lord Chenghuang, we are here to investigate the cause of your son's death and to avenge your son......"

", where did you get the liar!?" The old man was completely enraged, stood up, lifted the stool and beckoned to Zuo Chenghuang's body.

Zuo Chenghuang hurriedly dodged, crying and laughing.

The Ghost Dao Leader shook his head and complained powerlessly to Zuo Chenghuang.

When you open your mouth, you say that you are the Lord of the City God, and the ghost believes you!

The old man was still angry when the stool was empty, turned back to the house, copied a flat pole and killed it again.

"Uncle, why did you move the long weapon?" Zuo Chenghuang was even more depressed, dodged, and said, "Uncle, put down your weapons, we have something to say......

The old man is old and in the pain of losing his son, so his whole body is weak, and he thinks that he can't catch up with Zuo Chenghuang. But at a glance, seeing that the ghost path was on the side, the old man picked up the flat pole and swept it over.

The Ghost Dao Chief didn't dodge, stretched out his hand and grabbed the flat pole, and sneered: "What a confused old thing!" After your son died, he was not left alone, and he came to us to complain, so that we could ask. You helped us become liars, right, let's go, and when your three sons are dead, I'll come again! ”

The old man was stunned for a moment and shouted, "How do you know my three sons?" ”

The ghost chief smiled and said, "Of your three sons, one of them is the youngest, and he passed on to your eldest brother, right?" ”

The old man loosened his shoulder, frowned and asked, "Where did you inquire from?" ”

"Your dead son said that." The ghost chief sighed and said, "Last night, your son's soul floated to the City God Temple to complain, saying that he was killed by a monster and asked the local City God Lord to avenge him. That's why we're here today. ”

As he spoke, the Ghost Dao Chief pointed to Zuo Chenghuang: "Then, this is your local Chenghuang Master." ”

The old man looked back at Zuo Chenghuang, still not convinced.

The ghost Dao smiled and said, "Zuo Chenghuang, you go and capture the soul of the old man's son, and you will know." I've already calculated, the dead ghost has gone to the Ghost Gate, and if you chase it south, you can still catch up. ”

Zuo Chenghuang agreed, and suddenly a gust of wind rolled up, fluttered forward, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man was dumbfounded, and looked at the ghost Taoist with wide eyes: "You, you are really the city god?" ”

"I am the Heavenly Master, older than the City God's ancestors!" The ghost chief said lazily, and at the same time, he walked into the old man's house uninvited.

It's useless to talk too much to the old man, because this place is far away from Longhu Mountain, and they don't know what a heavenly master is, and they may not have heard of Zhang Daoling's name. So, the ghost chief just said it briefly.

The old man followed, beckoned the Ghost Dao Master to sit down, and asked, "Heavenly Master, can my son's soul be retrieved?" ”

"Yes, when your son comes back, let him tell you himself." The Ghost Daoist said.

The old man's family members all came out one after another, asking questions around the ghost road chief.

The ghost chief is eloquent, and after a few words, the family's attitude immediately changed, and they were respectful to the ghost chief.

"Indeed, your son was put to death. Moreover, that harmful thing will not spare your other two sons, so we are here to catch monsters. The Ghost Daoist said again.

As he spoke, a ghost shadow rushed in front of the door, but it was the soul of the old man's son. Behind, followed by Zuo Chenghuang.

As soon as the ghost path chief stretched out his hand, the soul fixing spell was continuously struck, and the ghost shadow was fixed, pasted on the wall, and honestly accepted the ghost path leader's conditioning.

And the old man and his family, seeing the blurred image on the wall, couldn't help but scream, frightened, and excited.

"With me here, don't be afraid." The ghost path chief cast a few more spells and went out, and when he saw that the ghost shadow was solidified, he stopped.

The phantasmal shadow floated down from the wall, knelt on the ground, and cried out to his family, "Daddy, I died so miserably! ”

Only then did the old man believe that the soul in front of him was his son, and the old man stepped forward to support him with tears, but unexpectedly, the soul hid back, and the old man was empty.

The ghost path chief waved his hand, collected the soul, and said, "Your son is a soul, and you can't touch it." Old man, believe us now, right? Tell me, how did your son die? ”

It stands to reason that the ghost Taoist can ask the old man's son directly, which is more convenient.

But the purpose of the ghost Taoist chief is to make Zuo Chenghuang famous, so he must contact the people in the village.

(To be continued.) )