Not to mention the other gods, even the land of Baigu and Xiaokan Village didn't understand what Lu Gong was doing at all.

The little minion grabbed the branch with a snort, stabbed it in the air a few times, turned around, knocked on the top of Lu Gong's head, and scolded: "What a loser, just give away the master's net worth." ”

He now only has more than 100 offering money left, and he is distressed to see Lu Gong so extravagant.

Seeing that Lu Gong ignored him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, knocked him again, and turned his head to Bai Gu and said. "You're really, let him be so bad."

Bai Gu smiled helplessly.

"The old man can trust the little friend."

The Minion sighed, shook his head, and walked to the stone next to him to start "practicing his sword".

It didn't take long for Wang Yi to finally return.

"How's it going?" Lu Gong finally spoke.

Wang Yi habitually bowed his hand and said respectfully: "Mr. Yu, after inquiring, Zhao Fengyu really arranged a new land god for Longfu Town. This person's name is Xu Yang, a native of Tianshui County, who was a wild cultivator before his death, and he should take over in Longfu Town tomorrow. ”

"Ye Shu who just died?" Lu Gong confirmed again.

"Yes!" Wang Yi nodded vigorously.

Hearing this, Lu Gong couldn't help but groan: "It seems that Zhao Fengyu's movements are not slower than ours." ”

Bai Gu had already come over, frowning and worried. "It was a wild cultivation during his lifetime, and he succeeded to the land after his death, which is a bit cheap."

"People are coming for us, and they don't really want to be this land." Lu Gong said with a smile, "I just don't know how much money Zhao Fengyu has invested to make a wild cultivator work so hard for him." ”

This is not a simple sale, it is really a betrayal of life.

"Then we ......"

Bai Gu's voice did not fall, and Lu Gong had already given a clear answer. "Wait!"

"Then you wait, I won't get involved." The Minion stuck the branch at his waist, walked over with his hands behind his back, and stretched out a hand to Lu Gong.

"What do you mean?" Lu Gong pretended not to understand.

Minions jumped to their feet in anger. "I'm also my own people, they can get sixty offering money, why can't I have it?"

"Didn't you say that you are different from other land gods?" Lu Gong deliberately provoked him.

"Eat stuff inside and out, and I'll settle accounts with you when you come back!" The little minions threatened Lu Gong, but their eyes fell on Bai Gu.

Lu Gong felt that he was almost amused, and comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, after dealing with this matter, I will go back to Xiaokan Village." ”

"That's pretty much it!" The Minion secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body flashed and sank directly into the ground.

Lu Gong thought that the new land in Fulong Town should arrive soon, but who knew that after waiting for three days in a row, there was no response, and he was about to doubt his own judgment.

It wasn't until the early morning of the fourth day that the ground shook for a while.

Bai Gu rushed out directly from the mountain temple, and when he looked around, he saw a horse carrying a wooden coffin and galloping up the mountain.

The steed was shiny, tall, and extremely spiritual, and galloped to a stop in front of the temple and bowed its head.

With its movements, the coffin, which was simply tied with a red rope, naturally slipped down and fell directly into several planks.

A corpse that was clearly buried was standing upright in the scattered planks.

The corpse was white, and in this cold early spring season, the surface was clinging to dense droplets of water, which was extremely permeable.

If it was usual, when Lu Gong saw this scene, he would have been so frightened that his soul would have been gone.

At this time, he was staring at the corpse in front of him with interest, and a strange feeling that had never been felt before in his heart!

He tried to use spiritism, but found that the corpse was unresponsive.

What about the land god of Fulong?

Lu Gong's heart moved, and he suddenly found that the horse in front of him suddenly burned, and in a few breaths, it turned into flying ashes and disappeared without a trace.

The bamboo strips are bones, the colored paper is the skin, and there is no meat in the hollow......

When the last of the flames fell, a figure slowly rose from the ground. "Shiratani, we're meeting again!"

"It's you!" Seeing this voice, Bai Gu clenched his fists and trembled with anger.

"Hahaha, who else do you think can use this wind and fire technique to such a realm besides me?" This is an old man in a sixtieth year, dressed in black cloth clothes, stepping on black cloth shoes, but his skin is a little ruddy.

"You burn to death thousands of living beings in my Qinglan Mountain, destroy my godhead, and cut off my spiritual root, you can't die well!" Bai Gu trembled with anger.

The fire more than ten years ago burned for three days and three nights, killing almost half of the living beings in Qinglan Mountain, and burning the valley where he grew to the ground.

That is, in those three days, Bai Gu used all his divine power, trying to extinguish the fire with the rain technique, who knew that the flame was not an ordinary fire at all, even if he exhausted his divine power, he was powerless to return to the sky.

Bai Gu will never forget this figure in front of him.

Facing the curse of Bai Gu, the old man put his hands behind his back and smiled. "You're right, am I going to die?"

When a person is shameless to the extreme, any words are pale to him.

Bai Gu trembled all over, and his mouth grew up, but he couldn't scold a word again.

Xu Yang walked to the front of the mountain temple with a smile, looked up and down a few times, and sighed: "You are really fateful." The fire didn't even burn you to death...... It doesn't matter, though. After all, your little life will be collected by me, this is fate, and none of us can hide from it. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and a ball of flame appeared out of thin air and smashed directly towards the mountain temple.

"Whirring ......"

Wang Yi dodged out from behind the mountain temple, knocked the flame away, landed in front of the temple, and stared at the old man in front of him.

"It turned out to be you, the ...... of the evil animal" Seeing Wang Yi appear, the old man was unmoved, still smiling, looking like he was winning.

"Today, on behalf of the thousands of dead beings, I send you down to repent." Wang Yi's eyes swelled with red light, and after a roar, his body expanded rapidly, and he quickly recovered his true body.

Facing the wild boar spirit that was bigger than the buffalo, the old man smiled undiminishedly, shook his head and said, "Little elf, the old man has also prepared a gift for you." ......"

With his voice, the shattered wooden planks on the ground suddenly flew up in the air, like spears, aimed at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi was not afraid, his body was sandwiched by the wind, and he jumped high.

"A fool is a fool!" With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen spears smashed on Wang Yi's body.

Before Wang Yi landed, countless blood marks had been torn out of his body, but he didn't stop at all, and a pair of fangs were aimed directly at his chest.

There was a bang.

Wang Yi fell, but the figure of the old man suddenly appeared two feet away, staring at him contemptuously.

"...... Start"

On the ground, the red rope that had originally fallen because the coffin was broken suddenly burst into red light, turning into an arm-thick hemp rope, directly binding Wang Yi and fixing him in place.