"Senior brother, listen to the master, his old man, the master will definitely not harm you." Wen Daoren looked at the unhappy face of the Duoling Daoist, and knew that this time the matter was very tricky, because he had never seen the master frown so tightly in many years.

The martial artists also wanted to fight for the next opportunity, but they were led by the kind words of the fishermen who led the way to the surrounding inns to settle down.

Leaving aside the martial arts people's side, it is only said that the Duoling Daoist led the Wendao people to the fishing village where the accident occurred, and under the leadership of the village chief, after carefully inspecting the boat and the offering table that were overturned by Hailang, he ordered the village chief to gather all the villagers in the village, and he had something to say.

The village chief was actually the patriarch, and most of the fishermen at that time were relatives, and the orders of the village chief were often more effective than those of the government. So the village ordered a group of people who accompanied them to greet everyone to gather at the ancestral hall in the village.

The Duoling Daoist took out a magic weapon from the package he was carrying, and whispered to the Wen Daoist: "So, so, so! Wen Daoren remembered them one by one, and rushed to the ancestral hall with the magic weapon.

After a short period of effort, the villagers in the fishing village began to gather in the ancestral hall one after another, but the Duoling Taoist who organized this gathering did not appear in the ancestral hall, which made the village chief puzzled.

But after all, he had someone to ask for, and the authority of the village chief was unquestionable, so the fishermen who came first stayed in the ancestral hall obediently, waiting for the village chief to give an order.

At the moment when a villager named Wu Er bought the door frame of the ancestral hall, the copper coins on the ground suddenly jumped up to a certain height, and the Wen Dao people who had already been ambushed on the side threw a handful of black beans towards Wu Er's body.

It stands to reason that black beans hit people's bodies, no matter how hard they try, at most they will give people pain. But when he saw Wu Er, who was hit by black beans, he began to cry wolf. Not only that, as more and more black beans hit Wu Er's body, the seven orifices of this product began to flow out of black and purple liquid, which smelled unpleasant, and many people in the ancestral hall covered their noses.

After the black beans were sprinkled, he looked at Wu Er again, and fell straight backwards, like a wooden stake, and he was no longer angry.

"Bold and wicked, where to escape!" At this moment, the Duoling Dao people appeared in front of everyone's eyes like heavenly soldiers and generals. I saw that the Duoling Daoist was holding a copper coin sword in his left hand, pinching a spirit rune in his right index finger and middle finger, holding the sword and pointing in front of Wu Er and shouting loudly.

The fishermen looked confused, but they didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the Duoling Dao people. At this time, the incense ash in the hands of the Wendao people was sprinkled to the position pointed by the master again, and the fishermen in the ancestral hall found that in front of their eyes, the figure covered by the incense ash suddenly appeared.

Saying that it was too late, the Duoling Daoist quickly pinched the mantra, and then passed the copper coin sword in his hand through the spirit rune, and shouted: "Go!" ”

I saw that the copper coin sword flew directly towards the figure as if it had life.

"Poof!" After a bang, the incense ash that had been on the shadow fell to the ground. Then the Duoling Daoist walked quickly to Wu Er's corpse, put away the copper coin sword, and beckoned the Wen Daoist to enter the ancestral hall together.

Although the village chief and the villagers couldn't understand what had just happened, they knew that there must be something strange about it. So they gathered around and asked about the specific details.

The Duoling Daoist put his hands behind his back, looked at Wu Er's corpse and said, "This person has been dead for many days, and then returned to the village because of the clone of the turtle spirit. The last time you sacrificed to the heavens and prayed for mercy from God, it was this guy who reported the news, causing the big turtle spirit to lead a group of water ghosts to make trouble, overturning the sacrificial supplies, not to mention, and destroying a lot of ships. ”

"I'll just say that Wu Er has been weird lately, he doesn't go fishing during the day, and he stays lazily at home all day long, so that's the case!" "That's not right, if Wu Er is a turtle spirit clone, can his daughter-in-law not know?" "That's it, that's it!"

When the village chief heard this, he immediately shouted the name of Wu Er's wife, and the Duoling Taoist signaled not to shout. "The woman's physique is already yin, and if she wants to come to Wu Er, she is living by sucking her wife's essence these days, and now she quickly takes me to Wu Er's house, thinking that his wife will still be saved."

After everyone heard this, they hurriedly led the master and apprentice of the Duoling Daoist to Wu Er's house. After knocking on the door for a long time and there was no movement, the village chief of Zuihou asked the sturdy fishermen to knock open the door of Wu Er's house and find his wife lying on the bed, her eyes closed and dying.

After the Duoling Daoist took out his secret blood tonic pill and gave it to the other party, he left a few more pills, and instructed the surrounding neighbors to take it for Wu Er's wife on time in the past few days, and it would be fine.

After a short period of effort, Wu Er's wife woke up, and shouted in the first sentence: "Wu Er wants to harm everyone, everyone hurry up and run!" ”

How did the woman here appease Wu Er's wife is not detailed, just talking about the Duoling Dao people, after the villagers saw the magical powers of the Duoling Dao people, no one was impressed, so they asked the Duoling Dao people to get rid of the turtle spirit and water ghosts, and return the fishermen here a peace.

After calming everyone's agitated emotions, the Duoling Daoist began to make arrangements.

First, the strong laborers in the village were selected to cut some lychee firewood, and some people were arranged to dig a number of deep pits on the beach on the shore. After soaking the lychee firewood in fish oil and putting it in the pit, he asked for a huge fishing net, led the Wendao people to hide in a fisherman's room, and began to tinker.

The next day, the Duoling Daoist called the village chief to arrange what to do next. After the village chief wrote them down one by one, he instructed the villagers to start preparing.

When everything was ready, the Dolings and the two fishermen rushed out into the sea in a boat to pretend to catch fish.

Not long after the fishing boat left the shore, a strong wind blew on the sea. The fishing boat was jolting violently in the sea, and if it weren't for the experienced fishermen who drove the boat, it is estimated that the fishing boat would have capsized long ago.

The Dorinist sat firmly in the middle of the fishing boat, pinching his fingers and calculating the timing. A sea lang came up and poured the already soaked people on the soup again, and the Duoling Daoist suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and shouted loudly: "Put Wu Er's body down, quickly!" ”

After hearing the order, another fisherman who went out to sea with the boat quickly threw Wu Er's body into the sea, while the fisherman in charge of the helm waved his oars and quickly sailed the boat to the shore.

When Wu Er's body entered the sea, the fishermen who had just thrown Wu Er's body were horrified to find that several black shadows suddenly appeared on the sea level, and the speed was staggering.

I saw those black shadows like sharks, cutting through the sea level and approaching in the direction of the fishing boat.

"Shake it!" The Doling Daoist also stood up at this moment, directing the stunned fishermen to row the boat, and sprinkling some viscous black liquid into the sea.

The two fishermen were selected by lottery before accompanying the Duoling Dao people on the boat. Thinking that there are still wives and children at home, I don't want to die in the sea to feed the king. So he rounded his arms, shook the fish paste desperately, and prayed for God's blessing to allow him to go ashore safely.

Looking at Wu Er's corpse hanging on the boat, Duo Lingdao thought to himself: This time, I want to wipe out all of you ghosts who are endangering the place...

to be continued