Finding the land lord is not as convenient as Sun Dasheng in Journey to the West, as soon as the golden hoop stick pokes the ground, a little old man will jump out of the ground, and then he is forced by Sun Dasheng's majesty to know everything, and his words are endless.

This kind of picture only appears in people's imagination, in ancient times, the land lord was a goblin or monk canonized by the heavenly court, they don't need to have too high cultivation, but they can occupy a position in the heavenly court, and it is also a kind of welfare given by the heavenly court to the hundred clans, mostly based on the demon clan, and it is a demon clan with a certain degree of cultivation, at least at the level of today's half-immortals.

There are pros and cons to becoming a land lord, on the one hand, if you become a land, you can have the cultivation of immortals without cultivating, and you don't need to go to heaven to take up a job, just manage a piece of land, and your usual work is not troublesome, as long as you don't have a big riot or a big demon accident.

However, there are also disadvantages to becoming a land lord, and there are two disadvantages, the first is that you can't continue to cultivate and improve your cultivation, and I don't know how to become a land lord, but I know that after becoming a land lord, my strength is fixed as the lowest level of immortals, and I can't rely on cultivation to become stronger. The second disadvantage is that it is threatened, although the work is easy when the land is fair, but if there is a supernatural monster in the place where you are assigned, or there is a ghost riot, even the heavenly court can't suppress the riot, it is very likely to threaten the life of the land lord, even if you save your life, you have to obey the words of these local snakes.

After the end of the ancient era, the immortal qi has exhausted, the general trend of heaven and earth has changed, the heavenly court has been broken, the immortals have declined, and the local role of the land lord has gradually disappeared, at least in the information I know, there are no more than 5 places on the land continent in China.

One of them is the Ryukyu Island, where I live, and although the island is now populated by Japanese, this place is considered to be our place in China, and it has always been garrisoned by land lords.

The land depends on the immortal qi left in the ground or some immortal qi crystallization hidden by himself, and it is very difficult to get these guys who refuse to come out of the ground.

Some landowners live in the tombs in the ground, but of course this is relatively rare, because there are many ghosts and even monsters in the ancient tombs. Most of the landowners have their own caves, which are sealed by spatial circles, which may exist in a boulder or in a small grain of sand.

Last night's battle was made an understatement because I had erased the memories of the people around me, and after the police came to see it several times, it was over when they found that there was nothing to investigate, and finally it was defined as a mysterious phenomenon.

Even the TV station came to shoot and made a special report.

Taking advantage of the chaos around me, I led Wang Zizi to the southeast side of Ryukyu Island, where there were small statues dedicated to some local gods, scattered along the roadside.

This is a Japanese custom, but I scoffed at it, and in my eyes, their so-called gods were nothing more than some powerful yokai or some advanced onmyoji.

Even the god Amaterasu in their eyes is on the same level as the Erlang God in Chinese mythology, soaring through the clouds and fog, changing, and then a lot of words such as opening the heavens and the earth, he is worshipped as a great god.

In fact, in Japan, many onmyoji use spells that are not strong, and some can only control simple pieces of paper. In the past few years, there were Japanese onmyoji who came to visit and study at Tongtianhui, and it was still received by the old man Wang Kunlun at that time. Said to be a visit and exchange, but in fact, I wanted to demonstrate, and I also performed the so-called Shikigami technique on the spot, turning from a small piece of paper into a hideous demon beast or a revenant, and the power is good.

But when the old man Wang Kunlun manipulated ten palm thunder talismans in a row, and even used the aura to manipulate the thunder and lightning to accurately hit a small coin in the distance, what I saw was the expression on the faces of the Japanese onmyoji who were surprised to swallow an apple.

However, there are several legendary famous onmyoji in Japan who are said to be very powerful, with a half-immortal level, one of which is Abe Harumi, the son of the legendary nine-tailed demon fox, born with two kinds of energy, demon power and spiritual power, very good at the art of change, and the study of the magic circle is also very deep, and he is considered the number one person.

This time, however, my target was precisely these little roadside gods, because, as far as I know, the land lord of Ryukyu Island is a land spirit who has lived from ancient times to the present day, is small in stature, loves to play tricks on mortals, and is greedy for fresh fruits.

If there is a big change today, its immortal power is weakened, and it is impossible to go to the big temples to steal tributes, but these small statues on the side of the road will occasionally be put some tribute by passers-by, and these are the goals of this weak land lord.

I took Wang Zizi to see that there was no one around, so I found a small idol and took out a few fresh apples. I also deliberately used the little immortal qi left over from the last time I made the Flowing Fire Gourd to attach to these apples, making them look like fairy fruits.

I then placed the apples in front of the little idol. He and Wang Zizi hid in the mustard seed space and looked at the idol from a distance.

Time passed for a long time, and nothing happened.

"Didn't it attract the attention of the land lord?"

Wang Zizi asked me curiously.

I frowned slightly, although the land spirit was born cautious and cautious, and he did not change his temper after becoming a land lord, but it was a little strange for me to have not reacted for so long.

I was about to step out of the mustard space to take a look, but I saw the ground around the idol slowly shaking.

The ground began to crack slowly, revealing cracks little by little, and then a small dry hand reached out of the crack.

"Here we are."

I said with a smile. Wang Zizai immediately became nervous, even a monk like him had never seen the legendary land lord who survived in ancient times, and he was very curious.

The cracks in the ground extended little by little, and the land lord did not leave the ground, but only stretched out a hand, slowly groping forward.

The cracks in the ground spread before the apples could be reached, and I saw the little withered hand touch one of the apples, and then there was a slight laugh, and the withered little hand grabbed one of the apples and jerked into the ground.

"Ahh

Wang Zizai was startled in the mustard seed space, and was about to rush out, but was stopped by me.

After a while, there was a gnawing sound in the field, clicking, obviously the land was enjoying the "food", and after a few minutes, the dry little hand came out of the land again, apparently the first time it was safe, this time it was much bolder, and grabbed two apples in one hand.

"Up!"

I rushed out of the mustard space with a low roar, rushed forward, and the sound of my feet on the ground alarmed the land lord in the land, and the land let out a panicked cry, and the dry little hand quickly retracted into the ground, and the cracks in the ground slammed together, and after a tremble, I fled straight into the distance.

"If you want to escape, there is no door."

I let out a cold snort, and the huge aura in my hand grabbed forward violently, like a huge hand grasping the ground, and it shook violently, and there was a burst of exclamation from the ground.

The ground cracked, and a small black man was encased in my aura.

"Oops, babble......"

The little black man looked angry, and after being covered by my aura, he kept struggling, but obviously his strength was much weaker, and he couldn't break free from my recalcitrant aura.

"This is the land lord, why is it so funny?"

Wang Zizai looked at the little black man in my aura and smiled a little.

In the aura, a little goblin with a dry and emaciated, black body, a pair of fangs, the fingers of his hands are very long, as sharp as claws, he doesn't speak human words, and he keeps screaming.

"Don't be scared, talk about people!"

I raised my hand and gave it a crash, but I didn't expect the corners of this land man's mouth to close, and he didn't turn his head to look at me directly, nor did he speak, and he looked like he would rather die than give in.

"Hehe, don't talk yet, right, if you don't say it, then I'll ask directly. Is there a special ghost mission who has been on Ryukyu Island recently? ”

There was no response to my question like a stone sinking into the sea, Wang Zizai shook his head with a smile, bent down, and asked it again with a kind face, I guess Wang Zizai really regarded it as a little goblin, thinking that it would be enough to coax, but the land prince spit out a mouthful of phlegm on his face, and the angry Wang Zizi jumped straight to his feet.

"You don't speak, right, believe it or not, I just killed you"

I pretended to scare it, the spirit flash in my hand slowly condensed, the surrounding space trembled with the devastating power, and the land lord looked at the light of my fingertips, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he finally spoke at this moment.

"Kill me, I've had enough of this kind of life. But I'm not going to help you monks, I hate you monks the most. ”

I went away, and the first thing this land lord said was actually this, he was bent on death, which made me hate it.

"Okay, okay, I don't have a legal system for you, right?"

I paced back and forth on the ground.

"Hmph, if you can find an immortal who is older than my official position, I will naturally answer your question truthfully, but unfortunately the immortals are all dead, even if you are a monk, don't try to scare me."

As he spoke, the land lord closed his mouth and fell silent again.

But its words gave me inspiration, an immortal who is older than its official position is really hard to find, but an immortal beast with a higher official rank than it, I happen to have one in my gourd!