The believers are pious and the offerings are abundant, and after Shi Anlan absorbs it, his body becomes lighter and his body is younger.

He died with no more than a weak crown, just in his youth.

Now he is majestic, bathed in golden light on his head, and purifies all living beings, which is what Shi Anlan looks like now.

As the number of offerings grew, Shi Anlan's power became stronger and stronger.

In less than an hour, he felt like he was about to advance.

It seems to break through some limitations.

"Lord Martial God, this is a little bacon made by the old lady myself, it tastes good, and I am here to honor you. I beg the Valkyrie to bless my grandson with peace and well.

The young man is rebellious, and I only hope that he will soon find his way back. This is a picture of my grandson. ”

The old lady knelt down reverently, and at the same time took out a photo of her grandson and pointed it out to Shi Anlan.

Looking at the boy in the photo, he looked dead, not like he was still alive.

You can see the face of this old lady, and it is a face of long life and filial piety.

Could it be that someone changed the old lady's face?

Shi Anlan glanced at the old lady again, making sure that she had not been changed, and her grandson should be in danger now.

The danger is not man-made.

The bacon offered by the old lady was really good, and she only smoked it, and Shi Anlan seemed to have eaten that thing.

It's like being in ancient times again.

"Grandma, the bacon you made is so fragrant, can I eat a piece?" A little boy looked at the old lady cutely and asked.

He was dressed in white-washed clothes and trousers, and his skin was fair, but there were several scars.

The old lady was moved by compassion and nodded, "Yes, when grandma kowtows to Lord Martial God, I will bring this offering to you to eat." ”

The little boy took the bacon very politely and bowed to the Martial God, "Thank you, Lord Martial God, thank you Grandma." ”

Just took a bite, and the taste was the same as chewing wax, which was completely different from the fragrance I just smelled.

He looked at the old lady pitifully with a bitter face.

The old lady frowned, "What's wrong?" Child? Is it bad taste? ”

As she asked, the old lady had already picked up a piece from the offering plate and ate it, and she almost threw up. ，

The Martial God Hall can't lose its demeanor.

That's disrespect for the gods.

With tears in her eyes, the old lady suddenly knelt on the futon again, "Thank you, Lord Martial God, thank you, Lord Martial God." ”

When she was young, she had heard that the offerings to the gods were tasteless, but smelled of incense.

The piece of bacon she ate just now tasted like that.

The martial god has appeared, and her grandson will definitely be able to return home safely.

The little boy walked out with the enshrined plate, and Anzi stopped him, "Little friend, you hand the things in your hand to your uncle, will your uncle give you a red envelope?" ”

"Uncle, this thing doesn't have any taste, but it looks like it's made in incense, it's so unpalatable, I don't want to pit you."

"Little friend, you have discipline. If I am honest with you, my uncle will also exchange with you. Anzi said, he had already given a thousand yuan to the little boy, turned around and pulled Liu Yun away.

The little boy chased after him for a distance, but he didn't catch up, so he had to leave in a huff.

Today, he met a good person.

Liu Yun and An Zi didn't actually run far, they just used Fu Lu and became invisible.

"Anzi, this thing does look like it has been eaten by the gods. I still remember my grandmother telling us that if the gods have eaten any food that has been offered to the gods, the gods will not see anything from the appearance, but the smell will change, and the taste of eating will also change.

The taste is the same as chewing wax, and the mouth is no different from eating a candle. ”

"Candle eaters also have ghosts."

Anzi retorted unceremoniously at the moment, and there was a faint uneasiness in her heart.

Shi Anlan enjoyed the old lady's offering and decided to help find the old lady's grandson.

"Obtain a merit record booklet."

The system is getting more and more perfunctory, congratulations are omitted.

Shi Anlan smacked his tongue, and a wisp of divine consciousness entered the booklet, which spontaneously recorded the believers who came to visit today and their wishes.

Not only that, but also their home addresses and contact information are clearly recorded.

What a good thing!

Shi Anlan waved his sleeves, and his figure disappeared, and he had already appeared in the Martial God Space.

According to the name in my heart, a five-storey ancient attic stands suspended in the air, and the door plaque reads Library Pavilion.

……

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Xinshan Village near the southeast of Anxi City.

There were few people walking on the country roads anymore, and there was the occasional barking of a dog on the dark road.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the barking of the dog suddenly stopped.

The air was quiet for a moment, and the space froze for a moment.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard was hobbling down the road.

When the visitors saw it, they drank a lot of wine and sang all the way.

It's strange that no half of the people who came out to stop such a life-threatening song.

When the middle-aged man was beaming with pride, he suddenly felt a little cold on the back of his neck, as if something wet had licked him.

"Who the fooled me? Come out. The middle-aged man shook his wit and turned around, and his arrogant face instantly became frightened.

A cigarette in his hand.

- Smack!

Fell to the ground, not startled by the slightest dust.

He stared wide-eyed at the long-tongued ghost with only one head, and ran away.

A strange and gloomy smile appeared on the face of the long-tongued ghost, his tongue stretched out, and the middle-aged man who ran dozens of meters away did not drag back to his place in an instant.

As soon as the long tongue rolled, the middle-aged man's head and body left home.

The long-tongued ghost rested his head on the middle-aged man's body, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and his gray eyes were treacherous.

Walked a few steps with the same hands and feet.

A second later.

The long-tongued ghost disappeared in place.

……

The next morning, the villagers of Johor Bahru village who had risen early to do farm work let out a piercing scream.

"Dead!"

A piercing vigilance came, and the people of Xinshan Village woke up completely.

The villagers gathered at the intersection, talking and looking unpredictable.

"Anzi, someone is dead, you go over and take a look." Liu Yun, who was eating Wowotou, softly urged Anzi to take a look.

Anzi turned around, and as soon as she approached, she heard a discussion in the crowd.

"Do you know who died?"

"Village Chief Wang has just died of his daughter-in-law's eldest son. The death is miserable, there is only one head, and the body does not know where to go. ”

Wang Da is dead? Yasuko crossed the crowd and glanced inside the cordon, only to see a head.

Looking at the incision of the skull, it looks like it was made by a ghost, and it exudes black gas.

This skull must be disposed of as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it will not be easy to do more than 24 hours.

He hurried to contact the headquarters.

Anzi quickly dialed the number of the headquarters, "I'm Anzi, a junior member of the Xuanmen team, and I found a ghost in Xinshan Village, so I will deal with it quickly." ”