"Child, you can go with confidence! Grandpa will avenge you, and grandpa will bring the heads of these people to your burial......" The old wild boar said a lot of words next to the wild boar with a different head while shedding tears.

"That, wild boar grandfather, you may have made a mistake, it was only that foreign devil who killed your grandson, and it has nothing to do with me!" Hearing that the old wild boar said that he would take the heads of several people to bury his grandson, Wang Yuanfang quit. He interrupted the old wild boar's words and said, "That, you cry slowly, I still have something to do, so let's go first!"

"Roar, stop, who let you go!" The old boar wiped his eyes with his front hooves and wiped away the tears from his face.

It originally wanted to say a few more words sensationally, after all, it was rare for his grandson to listen to himself quietly. In the past, as soon as I talked to him, he would run out, either to find earthworms to eat, or to play with other wild boars. Anyway, I didn't really listen to what it said. Now I can finally listen to it quietly, but it's dead! The old wild boar burst into tears, but its heart was dripping blood, and it wanted to say a few words to its grandson and pour out its inner feelings, but was interrupted by Wang Yuanfang. This made the old wild boar even more annoyed!

Made, still pretend! The iron sword in your hand is so bleeding from my grandson's blood that you still tell me it's none of your business. The old wild boar stared at Wang Yuanfang with red eyes, and said coldly: "I don't care if you have anything to do with this matter, but if you appear here, you must die!"

Damn, you old boar is too unreasonable! Wang Yuanfang was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "So, you old wild boar really want to do something with me?"

"Hmph, you deserve to do it with me!" The old wild boar smiled coldly, Lao Tzu is a thousand years old, and you kid who doesn't have any hair even wants to do it with me. It snorted coldly, glanced at the more than ten wild boars around it, and said lightly: "They are enough to deal with you!"

Maoshan, Maoshan disciples gathered in the square, and Ye Dayang walked out with a group of people, including the barefoot Daxian and Erlang God. The appearance of these two immortals immediately caused a sensation among the children of Maoshan. They actually saw the gods!

Barefoot Daxian is a Taoist legend of the immortals, is the fairy world of the scattered immortals, under normal circumstances he is always wandering around, with his barefoot costume is the most unique, folklore he often descended to the world to help humans eradicate demons. He has an easy-going temperament, usually with a smiling face to people, and will be open to the monsters who have a good heart, but he never shows mercy to the evil monsters, his feet are his weapons, and he has subdued many demons and is the nemesis of the monsters in the world. It is said that the barefoot immortal has a strange treasure on his body that does not belong to the Six Realms, so that he is not afraid of all kinds of poisons.

"This is the Barefoot Immortal? Oh my God......" a Maoshan kid cried out in shock. Then the other disciples also shouted. told the story of the barefoot immortal in the world.

The legendary Taoist Eight Immortals are almost a household name, they have their own Taoism, the magic is boundless, about their legendary experience and various folk legends have always been the topic of people's talk, the most popular sentence is "the eight immortals across the sea to show their magical powers". And seven of them have their own historical backgrounds, and there are evidences to be examined, but there is a lot of controversy about the legend of Lan Cai and his native name Chengxian. In the Ming Dynasty Wu Element's "Journey to the East", he was given a predecessor of a barefoot immortal, "Lan Caihe is the birth of a barefoot immortal." ”

According to the record in "The Strange Trail of the Immortal Buddha": Lan Caihe often wears tattered clothes, wears a six-inch belt, wears boots on one foot, and is barefoot on the other foot. In the summer, he wore a thick cotton jacket under his long shirt, and in the winter, he lay on the snow, and his exhaled breath was like steam. Every time he begged for food on the street, he held a big clapper in his hand, which was more than three feet long. He is a drunkard, when he is drunk and sings, the old people and children like to watch him sing, when he sings, he looks crazy, but his words are full of wisdom, and he is a very talented singing artist. The lyrics he sang were composed casually, and the song was full of fairy meaning, which sounded like telling people how to cultivate their self-cultivation, and he often strung the money he got on a rope and dragged it away, sometimes the money fell off the rope and he didn't care, sometimes he gave the money on the rope to the poor family, and sometimes he went to the wine shop to get drunk. When he traveled all over the world, he was seen by people, and when many years had passed, when he was old, he was still the same. Later, someone saw drinking in the trench Liang restaurant, heard the sound of the sheng flute playing, and then looked up he had already flown into the sky on a crane, throwing down his boots, rags, six-inch belt, and the clapper when singing, and slowly rose into the air. ”

"Friendly everyone!" The barefoot fairy happily arched his hand and did not put on a shelf.

"That's Erlang God behind the barefoot immortal, right?" An ordinary Maoshan disciple had sharp eyes and saw Erlang God standing behind the barefoot Great Immortal, because the characteristics of Erlang God were obvious, he had three eyes!

Erlang God, whose real name is Yang Jian. Also known as Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, Guankou Erlang, Erlang Zhenjun, Guanjiang God, Chicheng King, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, etc., are the gods of folk beliefs and Taoism. Folks believe that he is a god related to water conservancy, farming, flood prevention, and even the god of water, and some opera troupes say that Erlang God is the god of drama Lao Lang, and is also worshiped as the god of hunting, the god of juju, the god of thunder, the god of wine, etc. Lianyungang Guannan County Guan River was formerly known as Guan River, Guan River Wulongkou is considered to be the residence of Erlang God. During the Ming and Qing dynasties and the Republic of China, there has always been Erlang Temple in Wulongkou, the incense is vigorous, and it is believed that Erlang God lives in Dujiangyan City, Sichuan, and there is Erlang Temple in Dujiangyan, so some people say that Guanjiangkou is Dujiangyan. Erlang God's name is Yang Jian, his power is infinite, unpredictable, and he can have seventy-two changes (eight or nine Xuangong).

"Alright, okay, stop arguing!" Seeing his disciple shouting loudly, looking like he had never seen the world, and even shouting here about the information he found on the Internet, Ye Dayang's face couldn't hang up!

"Are you really Erlang God?" A Maoshan disciple ran to Erlang God excitedly, and asked with trembling hands. He regretted that he didn't bring two sticks of incense with him, Made, who usually burned so much incense for his idol, and I don't know if he received it!

"It's like a fake!" Erlang God didn't have any swagger, looking at the ordinary Maoshan disciple, he still smiled in return.

This mortal saw that the immortal was like this, he could understand it!

"Hey, by the way, don't you still have a dog? Where's the Howling Dog? The disciple asked.