Ma Lao Er always felt that there might be something wrong here, and said to Xiao Cui'er: "Cui'er, my eldest brother had the best wine, if you wake up and scold me without wine, please go find a pot for you?" Well, this money is enough! Second Master Ma casually took out a ticket for her and handed it over.

"No, my eldest brother gave me so much yesterday, can I not help with this little favor? Then you wait, I'll go. "The girl in the mountains is diligent, and she will leave as soon as she says.

After Xiao Cui'er left, Ma Lao Er told Ji Xinzheng about the strange things that she had encountered in the mountains last night.

"Xinzheng, the eldest brother is really right, there is something wrong with this little Cui'er!"

"Oh? Are you sure the temple is black-walled? ”

"It's true! There's also a shrine inside! The Condor that Xiao Cui'er sang last night was terrifying, oh my mother, you don't know, she can summon the spirit of the beastmaster! Scared the hell out of me! "The more Ma Lao Er talks, the more evil he becomes, if he doesn't say evil, wouldn't it prove that he has no ability.

"Oh...... Do you remember what the shrine was dedicated to? Ji Xinzheng asked again.

"Didn't I just want to go in if I didn't see it?"

"Didn't you see that? I said, Second Master, you are such a big person, how can you talk in your dreams? It's not that I don't believe you, but as you say, that little Cui'er girl is more than just a shaman. ”

"It's not...... Xinzheng, we have known each other for so long, when am I joking, when am I serious, can't you see it? I didn't bluff you! If I have half a lie, the sky will thunder! Ma Lao Er swore to the sky.

"Huh...... Don't mind, second master, you made this oath...... What's wrong? The king of chieftains chasing you? Chased you all out of Yanshan? The mountains are full of old hanging masters, and the old hanging masters have become big zongzi, so you have a big zongzi for a night? Ji Xinzheng couldn't help but be happy as he spoke.

Northeast people have a big problem, they love to brag B, at the beginning, Ma Erye said it was more reliable, the more he said, the more he said, the more he said, it was inevitable that it was a bit exaggerated. Others don't know him, Ji Xinzheng doesn't know, and he will debunk his lies on the spot.

"Second master, your journey of a thousand miles and a night is fast, but do you know how big Yanshan is? Oh, and you hit zongzi for a night? But I don't smell the smell of corpses on you? ”

Ma Lao Er hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Okay, even if what I said later is a little ...... But there is no half a lie ahead! Xinzheng, we can't stay here, maybe this little girl is the spirit in the mountains and formed, she wants to eat our big brother! ”

"Are you our eldest brother Tang Seng?" Ji Xinzheng changed his words, and said: "But last night, the eldest brother's illness was indeed a bit evil, if I hadn't stayed by my side, and ordinary people didn't know how to exorcise the plague god, the eldest brother would be more than lucky." Well, I'll go and see the Yellow Temple, and if it's as you say, I'll slaughter this witch with my own hands!" ”

Ji Xinzheng asked Ma Lao Er to guard Dong Sanli, and according to the route he described, he crossed the mountains and mountains, and after walking for more than two hours, he finally saw the small temple with black walls halfway up the mountain. This small temple is basically the same as what Ma Lao Er described, no matter what kind of temple it is, it is to worship the immortal Buddha, and the temple wall has not heard of black.

Ji Xinzheng walked to the front of the temple with his hands behind his back, there was no one in the temple, and it was empty. In the middle of the yard is a pile of black charcoal, which is nothing special. Around the small temple with a black wall, there are eight stone piles, and the shape of the stone piles is very strange, and the top always feels as if a stone is missing. A flag is planted in the stone pile, and eight stone piles are planted with eight colored chess pieces of different colors, on which ancient mantras are written in chicken blood.

Shamanic spellcasters are usually written in Manchu or Mongolian, but the spells on the bunting are very strange, similar to Mongolian, but very cumbersome. Fortunately, Ji Xinzheng is a true descendant of the Divine Tune Sect, and these ancient spells can't stop him. These are all Old Tunse languages!

"Hmm...... I see! Ji Xinzheng nodded, didn't stay too long, turned around and left.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw Xiao Cui appear behind him, Xiao Cui was carrying a wine jar in her hand, and she didn't know where to find a jar of wine. She greeted her with a smile.

"Brother Ji, why are you here? It's cold in the mountains, don't catch a cold. ”

"Huh...... Thank you sister for your concern, let's go, then let's go back? "Ji Xinzheng is a weirdo, no matter when, his expression will not change, you can't tell if he is laughing or angry, which makes those who don't often deal with him have psychological pressure, thinking that he is a person who is very deep in the city, but this is exactly the case.

"Brother Ji, in fact, you are ...... Endure...... It's quite handsome, why don't you laugh rarely? On the way, Xiao Cui'er asked him.

"Our white witch shaman is not good at calming anger, only the heart is like stopping water to sense the spirit of heaven and earth, if you are like Ma Erye all day long, wouldn't you scare the spirit of all things away?" Ji Xinzheng said lightly.

"Oh......" Hearing his answer, Xiao Cui'er didn't feel strange at all.

Normal people, who knows that there are many ways in shamans? She wasn't surprised at all? Unless her own identity is the same as Ji Xinzheng!

"Cui'er, there is a sentence that Brother Ji doesn't know if to say?"

"Brother Ji, look at what you said, if you have anything, just say it directly, we people in the mountains are all straight to the point, how tired are we hiding and tucking?" Xiao Cui'er was no different from her peers, and when she heard the man say this, she thought she was going to confess to herself, so she ran to the front in a few steps and played with her long black braid.

"Where were you last night?"

"I said, I'll give you some game, or if my eldest brother doesn't give me so much money, I deserve it!" Cui'er's answer was neat and tidy.

"By the way, what kind of place is that little temple with a black wall just now?"

"The temple? I don't know, my mother said it's been a few years, maybe it's the Huangxian Temple in the old years, right? ”

"But I haven't seen the Dharma statue of Wong Tai Sin either?"

"It's been smashed!"

"Huh...... Hahaha...... "His laughter was as cold as his people's. "Cui'er, have you ever heard of a sentence? There are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky, and if you want people to know, you can't do anything unless you do. ”

"Brother Ji, are you okay with these two sentences?"

"You don't care if it's a few words, I don't want to say more, you just can listen to it!" Ji Xinzheng's personality is different from other beards who kill people without blinking, he is kind-hearted, if he hadn't been by his side all the year round, Dong Sanli would not have lived to such an old age. If the killing is heavy, it will definitely be a long life.

He didn't want to break it, he just wanted to tell Xiao Cui'er that he was a true legend of God, don't want to play those small tricks in front of him to harm people, if this incident happens again, then he will not be polite.

(End of chapter)