Inside the village

A group of people gathered together, surrounding an old Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe.

"Don't panic, don't panic, there is a poor road here, and the demons and monsters dare not run amok, come, this is peace and happiness, 100 yuan a piece, as long as you put it on your body, you can keep your life safe." The old Taoist priest pretended to be a fairy wind and bones, talked nonsense seriously, touched his body for half a day, and then took out a handful of yellow paper, on which strange language was written, crooked handwriting, and then raised the yellow paper above his head and shouted loudly.

"I want, I want!"

"I want it too, I want ten."

"I want 20."

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Not to mention how lively it is here, it is like beating chicken blood, and when everyone is grabbing it, an old voice sounds.

"Be quiet."

In an instant, everyone was scattered, and the old Taoist priest was slightly stunned when he heard this voice, he was making money and making money, but he was suddenly disturbed by others, he just wanted to turn around and scold, turned around and looked, and saw that the person who came was the village chief, and then his eyes rolled, and he immediately changed to the appearance of a fairy wind bone, not to mention, it looked like that.

"Dao Chief, you already know basically everything about things in our village, right? Ay! These days have caused panic in our village, and you can save us. The village chief sighed, his face looked very haggard, and then grabbed the old Taoist priest's hand, as if grasping the last straw, and said earnestly.

"Don't worry, it is the responsibility of our righteous people to eliminate demons, and I don't need you to say more, I will definitely keep your village safe." The old Taoist priest stood with his hands up, then stretched out a hand and touched his beard, pretending to think, and then puffed up his chest and said righteously.

"Thank you so much, our whole village will not forget you, if you save us, we will be the benefactor of our whole village." The village chief excitedly held the old Taoist's hand, and then snorted and cried, and his body trembled because of excitement.

"Where, where!" The old Taoist priest pretended to be modest and pushed with his hand slightly.

"Then the chief will come with us, and we will take you to the scene of the crime." The village chief wiped his tears, and then stretched out his right hand to make a gesture of please, the old Taoist priest was unceremonious, swaggering forward, everyone followed, Lin Feng shook his head secretly in the back, he just saw it, these so-called peace and blessings, there is no mana at all, and the words on it are also made up randomly, this time it may be cold, but, it's okay, isn't there still me, a genuine Maoshan Taoist! Who called me a bad person, someone started to stink again, and after a while, he reacted, and the villagers had already walked away, and they immediately chased after him like stepping on the wheel of wind and fire.

The group walked all the way, the village chief and the old Taoist priest were talking in front, and a group of villagers were around, Lin Feng was alone in the back, thinking alone, from the moment he first stepped here, he found that something was wrong here, and his face gradually became solemn, he found that the yin qi in this forest and its weight, even in the Maoshan ghost record, are rare, so this ghost is at least thousands of years old, Lin Feng is about to cry in his heart, the thousand-year-old ghost king, is there a mistake that is so powerful from the beginning, is it that the novels I usually read lie to me? Doesn't it mean that the opponents of the protagonists in the early stage are all weak? Why is it so perverted, I guess I'm the protagonist who dies the fastest, and the belly is slandered, but the business still has to be done, and after a while, everyone stopped, and the old Taoist priest looked behind him, and then said:

"Here it is! I think the feng shui here is good, surrounded by mountains, and it is still a place of extreme sun, so it is the most suitable place to do so. The old Taoist priest was talking nonsense seriously, Lin Feng just quietly leaned against a tree and hugged his hands, and then secretly rolled his eyes, thinking to himself:

You're blind! Such a big tree is blocked, the sun can't shine in, you tell me it's the land of the extreme sun, and it's a way to deal with a thousand-year-old ghost king, the method has a fart, I think you're almost dead, no, the yin energy around is getting heavier and heavier, the thousand-year-old ghost king seems to be coming, forget it, let this guy suffer a little first.