"I haven't cleaned it for many years, why has it accumulated so much dust" Wei Ping'an just walked into the yatang with a broom, and was almost choked by the dust inside. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as he stepped out and was about to avoid it, he heard Li Xiangmao snort softly, so frightened that he hurriedly retracted the foot that had stepped out of the yatang. Fortunately, the area of the yatang is not large, and Wei Ping'an was only busy for more than a point, so he cleaned up the inside and outside of the yatang.

Looking at the brand-new yatang, Wei Ping'an suddenly felt quite a sense of accomplishment. However, this sense of accomplishment did not come out for long, and I was attracted by the square case on the yatang. Wei Ping'an, who was excited for a while, hurriedly dropped the broom in his hand, ran over, sat on the back chair behind the hall case, picked up the startling wood placed on the hall an, and slapped it on the hall case with a bang. That posture, that action, is really a bit of the posture of a nine-grade sesame petty official.

"Come out after cleaning, what's the ink in it" At this time, Li Xiangmao's voice came from outside, so startled that Wei Ping'an almost slipped off the chair, hurriedly greeted the outside, grabbed the broom thrown on the ground, and ran out quickly.

Wei Ping'an came out to take a look, Li Qing was no longer there, and only Li Xiangmei was left sitting there alone. "You keep watch outside, and if anyone else comes to see you, bring them in."

"Got it" Wei Ping'an nodded, put the broom in his hand back in place, and turned to go out.

After going out, Wei Ping'an waited from one o'clock in the middle of the night to nearly four o'clock, and he didn't see half a figure appear. Seeing that the east was gradually brightening, Wei Ping'an stretched his waist and turned around and walked towards the big tile house. Before he could take two steps, he heard a breeze blow behind him, followed by a rough voice. "May I ask if the Guardian is there?"

"Where are you?" Wei Ping'an turned around and saw that he was a rough man who was nearly two meters tall, with a strong body and a pimple of flesh.

"My name is Li Dazhuang, I am from the Whirlwind Valley, and I was ordered by my master to come to see the Guard" Li Dazhuang hugged his fists and introduced himself to Wei Ping'an.

"Li Dazhuang? You are really strong enough" Wei Ping'an floated in front of Li Dazhuang, looking at his pimple meat that he had envied for many years, and couldn't help but look straight.

"Little brother...... Little brother ......" Li Dazhuang looked at the ghost in front of him and froze there, and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed. He knew that his pimple meat was very attractive, and many men and women liked to look at themselves a few more times. Especially those ignorant women, who can even be stunned by this pimple flesh. However, it is the first time that Li Dazhuang has seen a man who can be stunned by his own pimple flesh.

"Hehe, I'm sorry" Wei Ping'an, who came back to his senses easily, hurriedly patted his face to make himself sober, otherwise he would really become a nymphomaniac. "The Guardian is inside, please come with me." As he spoke, Wei Ping'an gave in sideways and guided Li Dazhuang into the Land Temple, which had been transformed.

After Li Dazhuang entered, Li Xiangmao only glanced at him, and then asked him to go to the wing room on the right to rest.

Li Dazhuang seemed to know that he would be treated like this, so he didn't say a word, but after bowing to Li Xiangmao, he walked into the room that belonged to him and never came out.

"Master, what are they coming from, and why do they call you the Guardian?" The sky gradually brightened, and the task of guarding Ping'an was over. Anyway, there was nothing to do, so Wei Ping'an came to Li Xiangmao, planning to answer her questions.

"I have to tell you about this sooner or later, since the Midyear Festival is coming, I'll just tell you everything" Li Xiangmao thought about it and said, "Do you know why they called me to guard the trench and not the land grandmother?" ”

"I don't know" Wei Ping'an shook his head very honestly, with a question mark on his face.

"Although I am the grandmother of the land here, I am also the guardian of the Great Wall," said Li Xiangmao, "Since ancient times, successive kings have built many impregnable walls to protect the frontier defenses, which are now the Great Wall. There are as many Great Walls as there are guards. Our duty is not only to protect the land, but also to protect the Great Wall from being invaded and conquered by foreign evils. Prevent them from breaking through the barrier of the Great Wall, invading the land of China, and destroying the lives of people. ”

"Alien evil? What is it" Wei Ping'an didn't quite understand the meaning of Li Xiangmao's words. The Great Wall itself was built to defend against foreign invasion, otherwise the kings would not have spent a lot of manpower and money on it. But what is this foreign evil, is it the abbreviation of foreign evil spirit?

"External evil is just a general term, and there are many specific classifications," Li Xiangmao explained, "To put it simply, as long as it is not a spiritual object or a yin soul in the land of China, it can be regarded as an external evil." ”

"So extensive!" Wei Ping'an was taken aback when he heard this, so shouldn't the guard of the trench as the guardian of the side be busy to death.

"You don't have to be surprised," Li Xiangmei said, "Now the aura of the earth is weakening day by day, and those spiritual creatures are basically extinct. The current external evil is just some ghosts. However, in ancient times, wars were frequent, and countless foreign enemies died tragically. Among them, there are some obsessed people who refuse to leave after death. These foreign ghosts have been entrenched outside the Great Wall, waiting for an opportunity to break through the barrier arranged around the Great Wall and invade the land of China. The Guardian is a special position to hinder them. Although we are both land gods, our divine power is much stronger than that of other land gods. ”

"It's all dead and it doesn't stop, it's really undercut!" After listening, Wei Ping'an said indignantly. As a Chinese, I naturally know that in ancient times, the land of China was treated as a piece of fat by many foreign countries and wanted to swallow it in one bite. Dead are dead, these foreign devils are still not dead, they really bully me, there is no one in a big country, right?

"But after so many years, the defense line of the Great Wall has never been breached, and these foreign ghosts are just grasshoppers after autumn, and the bouncing will stop," Li Xiangmao continued, "but this is also inseparable from the help of exorcists and the stubborn resistance of many national spirits." Otherwise, with the strength of Shou Yan Jun alone, I really don't know what will become of it. ”