"Huh?"

Zhang Xu turned around and saw an old man standing behind him.

"Uncle, are you?"

"Hehe, even you can't recognize the poor way."

As soon as the old man spoke, Zhang Xu's eyes suddenly widened.

"Chief Songhe, it turned out to be you!"

"Shhh

Daoist Songhe hurriedly stopped Zhang Xu and whispered.

Looking at the question in Zhang Xu's eyes, Daoist Songhe beckoned to Zhang Xu and said, "Let's go, let's talk in a place where there are few people." ”

Leaving the real temple and passing through the crowd, the two came to a large tree.

"Chief Songhe, there's no one here."

Daoist Songhe looked around, and then said, "Boy, in this Wuxiu County, something big may happen." ”

Songhe Dao Chang had a serious face, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Zhang Xu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Listening to the tone of the Taoist leader, it doesn't seem to be a good thing." ”

"If it's a good thing, I'll still need to hide." Daoist Songhe rolled his eyes, "After we caught those three monsters together, we hurriedly returned to the Taoist temple and consulted the relevant literature. ”

Speaking of this, Matsuru Michicho's face was very unsightly, as if he had thought of something bad.

Zhang Xu hurriedly asked, "I don't know what the chief found?" ”

Songhe Daoist explained: "Alas, I think you should know something about the year-end festival in Wuxiu County, the Yunfeng Dao people in this temple quelled a huge disaster a few decades ago, and this disaster was caused by the monsters in the Qingwu Mountain.

"At that time, some people found blood-red Ganoderma lucidum in Qingwu Mountain, and it is said that people can not only prolong their lives after eating them, but also strengthen their bodies, so that people have the strength comparable to that of tigers and leopards.

"Later, the people of Wuxiu County went up the mountain one after another to pick those blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum, at that time thousands of people took this blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum, although when they first took it, the effect was very good, but what people never expected was that those who took the blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum all became monsters.

"At that time, there was actually a Taoist temple next to Wuxiu County, called Sanyang Temple, and the inheritance of this Sanyang Temple was much longer than my Taoist Temple, but it was in that disaster that the Taoist priests of Sanyang Temple were killed and injured, and finally the Yunfeng Master killed the source of the monster, that is, the blood-colored ape, and stopped this disaster."

Hearing the Sanyang Temple, Zhang Xu suddenly came to his senses: "Dao Chief, I remember that the master of the Sanyang Temple at that time was a Taoist on the clouds, what happened to him in the end?" ”

"Cloud Daoist? Oh, there are indeed records in the classics, but for the people of the Cloud Dao, it is only a passing mention, so I don't know much about the poor Dao. Songhe Daoist shook his head.

Zhang Xu sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that the news of the Daoist on the cloud is difficult to know.

However, after hearing the explanation of the chief of Songhe, Zhang Xu found a problem.

"Dao Chief, if the blood ape was killed a few decades ago, then the blood ape also appeared in the mountain treasure dispute in Qingwu Mountain ten years ago, could it be that the blood ape was resurrected?"

Songhe Dao Chang stroked his beard and sighed: "The mountain treasure ten years ago is actually the blood-colored Lingzhi, as for whether the blood ape is new or resurrected decades ago, Poor Dao has no way of knowing. ”

Zhang Xu said again: "The big thing you said is that the Yin Bat Blood Source was reborn. ”

"Yin Bat Bloodborn?"

"It's the blood-colored Lingzhi in your mouth, Dao Chief."

"Oh, that thing is called Yin Bat Blood, that thing is indeed reappearing, but where did you kid get the name of this thing?"

"Hehe, I learned from a friend."

Zhang Xu could only smile, Chu Ying's identity was very mysterious, although he had been with her for some time, the other party did not reveal his origin.

"That Taoist is here now, he shouldn't have come here to worship." Zhang Xu changed the subject.

Songhe Daoist pinched his beard and bowed slightly: "I came here to confirm one thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xu asked curiously.

Songhe Daoist glanced at Zhang Xu, shook his head, and said, "I can't say this yet, if my guess is correct, when the time comes, I will need you to help." ”

"Oh? I'm looking forward to that. Zhang Xu raised his eyebrows and said.

Songhe Daoist waved his hand and said, "The festival is about to start, come with me." ”

Saying that, Songhe Daoist took Zhang Xu into the real temple, and the two found a corner with few people and watched the people in the temple.

"We're squatting here?"

"Boy, don't be so anxious, be patient, maybe you'll find something interesting then."

Fun thing? Zhang Xu glanced around, wanting to see what this interesting thing was.

The sun rises in the sky, the morning passes by, and as noon approaches, the temperature of the earth rises.

By noon, the summer heat was completely enveloped.

The people who were waiting, each looking for a shady place, or holding a clay pot to drink water, or wiping their faces with a sackcloth, kept complaining about the hot weather, and many of the older people could not stand the heat.

Zhang Xu wiped a handful of sweat, looked up at the dazzling sun, and couldn't help but say: "Dao Chief, are we going to change places, it's under the sun here, aren't you too hot?" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xu turned his head to look at the Songhe Daoist next to him, and suddenly burst into a foul mouth: "I'm, I'm suffering from heat stroke." ”

Songhe Dao Chang's eyes were closed, he hummed and chirped in a low voice, sweating profusely, his face was flushed, he was clutching his chest, and he looked pained.

When Zhang Xu saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hurriedly helped Songhe Daoist to a shady place, found some cold water, and poured a few sips into Lao Dao.

Daoist Songhe slowly opened his eyes, chirped, and said, "Give me a few more bites." ”

poured cold water on Lao Dao again, and Lao Dao's face recovered a little.

"Dao Chief, you're too stretched, a cultivator, it's really okay to suffer from heat stroke." Zhang Xu couldn't help but complain.

But if you put a heat-dissipating charm, you won't get heatstroke.

Lao Dao took out the heat dissipation charm in his sleeve and said angrily: "Do you think that poor Dao doesn't understand? ”

Looking at the summer talisman, Zhang Xu frowned and said, "What is the situation?" ”

"This real temple is strange, my talisman will be invalid, it seems that my previous guess was right." Lao Dao touched the drops of water on his beard and said in a low voice.

As he spoke, Lao Dao glanced at the people not far away, turned around, and took out a talisman from his clothes.

He whispered a spell and pasted the talisman on the walls of the temple.

However, the next moment, the talisman fell off instantly, and under the gaze of Lao Dao and Zhang Xu, the runes on the talisman quickly disappeared, and the last talisman turned into a useless piece of yellow paper.

"This!"

Zhang Xu's eyes widened when he looked at this scene.

"It seems that my guess is correct, this temple is very strange!"

Lao Dao squinted his eyes and looked at the real portrait in the hall in the distance, and the folds of the old face were almost crowded together.

"Dao Chief, what have you discovered?" Zhang Xu asked.

Daoist Songhe pointed at the hall with his finger and whispered: "When the sacrifice begins, you and I will open the eyes of heaven, and you will know when the time comes." ”