The snow was getting heavier and heavier, obscuring the view from the window, and there was no other source of light in the "main hall" except for the two stoves on the left and right and the worship lamp in front of the Rakshasa statue. At this time, the offering lamp emits a strange red light against the fierce and vicious rakshasas, and the "fortune teller" in the crowd is talking about feng shui and human nature in an orderly manner.

"Dwelling in a good place, being kind in heart, being kind and benevolent, being kind in words and faith, good in government, good in doing things, and good in time. The husband is indisputable, so there is no worries. Indisputable is actually a kind of Tao, which is different from other Taos. There are two kinds of indisputability: not to fight with the sky, not to fight with people". After a series of great truths, the black and short "fortune teller" finally entered the main topic of today.

I saw him kneeling down in front of the Rakshasa statue, saluting in a strange way, and kneeling at the foot of the statue to listen, and then got up and said: "Tianzun is very pleased to see many pious people come to worship today, and has decided to remove bad luck and set good results for you. In addition, Tianzun will also pick out the true and benevolent ones according to the situation, and preach in person today."

Chu Lin stared intently at the "fortune teller" in front of him, and now he was 100% sure that he was the "delivery man" that day. While turning his head to look at Xing Wei, Xing Wei, who was also an immortal cultivator, sensed Chu Lin's gaze and cast his gaze, Chu Lin shook his head cautiously at Xing Wei, signaling that there was something wrong with this "fortune teller", Xing Wei Bingxue was smart and instantly understood what Chu Lin meant. A slight bow of the head indicates understanding.

When Chu Lin looked back at the "fortune teller" in front of Rakshasa again, this "fortune teller" also sensed Chu Lin's existence and met Chu Lin's eyes. In each other's eyes, both of them saw surprise and incomprehension. The "fortune teller" first returned to normalcy and went to organize the "worship ceremony".

"Let's just make a show for a while, don't tell your true birthday, do you hear that, fat ...... Son" Chu Lin said in a low voice, and halfway through his words, he found that the fat man was gone.

His eyes swept around, and among the people who knelt down, a fat young man was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, his devotion was better than anyone here, and he kept reciting his birthday. The fat man under the red offering lamp had no intention of stopping.

Chu Lin stepped forward and wanted to pick up the fat man, but the fat man was like being hit by a thousand catties, no matter how hard Chu Lin exerted, he couldn't carry it.

"Don't be unreasonable in front of Tianzun, kneel" The angry fat man roared loudly, his voice was already loud, and this roar scared the villagers who came to kneel and worship.

Seeing the fat man's situation, Chu Lin suddenly thought of Li Xugang who had collided with the evil at the beginning, the tragic scene of dying on the spot was simply vivid, Chu Lin now regretted it very much, regretted telling the fat man the truth that he was an immortal cultivator, regretted bringing the fat man here to catch ghosts, and regretted why he didn't tell the fat man not to leave his side just now.

Now Chu Lin is already a little panicked, the fat man can be said to be one of the few relatives of Chu Lin, if something really happens to the fat man, let alone explain to the fat man's parents, he can't even pass this level.

In an instant, Chu Lin had an idea, he couldn't stop Li Xugang because of his own lack of strength, but now it's different, he didn't think too much about it, and the Yuan Qi of Fire in his hand was secretly stored, and a knife hit the fat man on the back of the neck.

"Presumptuous, you dare to do it in front of Tianzun," the fortune teller shouted angrily pretending to be righteous.

Then he pointed to the fat man and said, "This gentleman's pious heart can be seen in heaven and earth, and today he has been chosen to be the listener of Tianzun's personal preaching."

Everyone was shocked by the sudden change and retreated to both sides of the main hall. At this time, only the fat man kneeling on the ground was left in the middle of the hall, trying his best to stop the fat man's Chu Lin, Xing Wei, who remained silent on the side, and the "righteous and awe-inspiring" fortune teller.

The fat man who had obeyed his orders since he was a child suddenly became like two people, and Chu Lin maintained absolute calmness while being nervous about the fat man's comfort.

"What should I do if I can't stop the fat man's body if I can't hurt him?" When Chu Lin thought of this, he saw a pair of white palms pressed against the fat man's eyebrows.

Xing Wei made a move at the moment of emergency, and Chu Lin was not worried that she would hurt the fat man. The fat man's eyes changed from violent to confused, and then he fell.

"Don't worry, the meditation mantra is harmless to the human body, he will automatically wake up after a while, you see if there is something missing in the hand on the Rakshasa statue." Xing Wei said softly.

Chu Lin suddenly raised his head and drove away, only to see that the rakshasa was still six-armed, fierce and vicious, but the blood-dripping head in his right upper arm was gone.

"I have been ordered by Tianzun to preach here for many years, but I have never seen anyone so bold and reckless, daring to be unscrupulous in front of Tianzun, the wrath of the gods, like the twilight of the doom, none of you can afford it, bother the villagers to eliminate dissidents together, and regain the blessing of Tianzun." A loud voice came from the mouth of the "fortune teller".

The surrounding villagers were desperate to attack Chu Lin and the three of them like a flood beast, and the people who were peaceful and simple before were now as crazy as zombies.

"Don't hurt the innocent, this rakshasa seems to have a problem, destroy it first" Xing Wei's lark-like voice sounded in Chu Lin's ears.

"Jade pot ice heart, speed and strength, gathering".

"The sea embraces all rivers, and the sea gives up, and condenses".

With the blessing of Xing Wei's two powerful auxiliary skills, the Yuan Qi Fire Talisman in Chu Lin's right hand quietly turned into a fireball and threw it out according to the Rakshasa statue.

The "fortune teller" did not panic in the slightest, just smiled and looked at everything in front of him, as if he had already made up his mind about the outcome.

Just when the Yuan Qi fireball was about to hit the rakshasa, a scalp-tinging scene happened.

I saw that the rakshasa seemed to dodge slightly, and the fireball hit the wall behind it solidly.

Chu Lin was sure that there was no problem with his eyes, and there was no problem with his IQ, yes, it was the Rakshasa statue...... It actually moved.

The situation at this time was very unfavorable to Chu Lin and others:

First of all, it is an indisputable fact that the villagers besieging one's side are living people in the true sense of the word, and cannot be harmed, but can only hide or defend appropriately.

Secondly, the Rakshasa statue has awakened, and I won't talk about how much mana it has, but this ironclad body is enough for a person to drink a pot.

Again, this "fortune teller" looks sanctimonious on the surface, but in fact, how much strength Chu Lin actually has, Chu Lin did not dare to speculate.

To sum up, the witty Chu Lin made the most sensible decision immediately: run.

You must leave this ghost place first and save your life, as for the villagers, there shouldn't be much danger for the time being, if there is really danger, this bungalow area will not exist for a long time.

It's too late to think about what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of this "fortune teller". Due to the blessing of Xing Wei's auxiliary skills, Chu Lin grabbed the fat man's belt, lifted the sleeping fat man, didn't care what to call it, and shouted directly: "Xing Wei, retreat quickly."

At this time, Xing Wei had already retreated to the door, and it seemed that the abacus in her heart coincided with Chu Lin.

With Xing Wei's silent recitation of the "Pure Heart Mantra", one after another villagers fell into a coma like the fat man, and as the obstacles in front of Chu Lin became fewer and fewer, Chu Lin, who was infinitely powerful, finally broke out of the encirclement.

Just as he was about to break out of the door, he heard the fortune teller behind him say lightly: "Are you worried about Su Tingting's safety?"

Chu Lin subconsciously looked back, only to see the "fortune teller" sitting on the shoulder of Rakshasa, a pair of eyes glowing with turquoise glow staring at him. The surrounding villagers had already fallen to the ground in response to the turquoise light.

"Is this trick again? Do I have to forget what I experienced tonight again? Or was I disposed of by the rakshasa in front of me after fainting? Chu Lin was thinking of this moment, and suddenly felt that his eyebrows were hot, and a crimson light shot out from his pupils, and the "Fire Spirit Pupil" actually turned on on its own. Moreover, the light emitted by the fire spirit pupil at this time was so dazzling, the eyebrows, eyes, and three flames shot out, and the speed was so fast that the rakshasa in front of him couldn't dodge.

With the sound of two crisp metal breaking, Rakshasa's two arms fell to the ground in response, and the fire light shot from Chu Lin's eyebrows also broke a hole the size of a rice bowl.

This time, the "fortune teller" couldn't keep his calm, and said cautiously: "Who are you?"

After escaping, Chu Lin didn't have time to think about why he suddenly had such a powerful spell, and he didn't care about any quality issues, so he blurted out the four seniors: "I'm your father." Then he pulled up Xing Wei, lifted the fat man and ran out of the hall as if he were flying.

The "fortune teller" did not immediately catch up, but said to the Rakshasa in a low voice: "Tianzun, this person must not stay."

Rakshasa mechanically moved his fanged head and nodded his head in motion.

After Chu Lin rushed to the palace gate, Xing Wei was afraid that the Rakshasa would chase him to the village and cause social unrest, but fortunately he and Chu Lin rushed to the back mountain. The heavy snow still filled the sky, and by the moonlight, stepping on the deep snow, but these objective conditions did not affect the speed of Chu Lin and the others' escape.

Xing Wei was still floating forward with his feet on the seven stars, the faint white light around his body flickered, as if he was not affected by the snow at all, and the depth of his trampling was only as soft as a dragonfly. And Chu Lin ran violently with the strength of his body. After a while, the two of them came to the top of the mountain.

Looking back, the Rakshasa and the "fortune teller" did not chase after them. Chu Lin turned his head and asked Xing Wei: "Xing Da Beauty, why are you not afraid of that evil ghost."

"Although most of the people in our family practice auxiliary exercises, and their physical strength is low, their spiritual cultivation is very high, so ordinary spiritual attacks are ineffective against me." Xing Lin said lightly, that pretty face looked even more flawless in the moonlight, and her skin looked extra fair against the background of the black clothes.

Then Xing Lin asked again, "What kind of spell did you have just now, why is it so strong, and what's the matter with the necklace around your neck?" Why does the necklace sparkle when you deliver that fatal blow?"

"What, my necklace glowed just now?" Chu Lin asked suspiciously, subconsciously touching the rune necklace on his chest.

But the necklace is still so cold and cold, plain and unremarkable, without any special features.