Wooden road people.

This Taoist is surnamed Li, but he has no children under his knees, so he has become a wooden Taoist.

Mu Daoren was also a high-minded and arrogant person in his early years, trying in vain to break into the rivers and lakes to become a top cultivator, but the mallet of reality made him have to live in a small Taoist temple.

The difficulty of cultivation is like a ladder of steps.

Whatever you want, others want too.

Although cultivation is self-cultivation, upwards need to compete with various opponents for benefits.

"Li Mou is not talented, and he is still trapped in the blood realm and cannot go up, such as me, who is old and bloody, and this is the case in this life," Mu Dao said.

His cultivation is already difficult, and he belongs to the step by step water grinding.

When this practice backfired, the wooden road people hurt their bodies, and the hope of upward movement was even slimmer.

But the skills are not as good as others, and people are not complaining.

The people in the rivers and lakes who are not as skilled as others have a lot of bones, and it is a great blessing that he can be rescued by the other party.

The wooden road people climbed hopelessly, and when they were depressed, they also brought a little luck.

It's hard to see that people don't die yet.

For example, in the past, he always wanted to move forward a little more, and his heart was full of all kinds of unwillingness to climb the height, and when he was defeated and close to death, many of his distracting thoughts subsided.

It is more precious to be alive than to ascend.

If he didn't try to move up step by step, he wouldn't have to spend his money to buy all kinds of medicinal herbs, and he would have lived a happy life.

This is the end of the practice, but the liberation of life.

There are many contradictions in the hearts of Mudao people, and there is a certain sense of relaxation.

He and Zhang Xuezhou muttered, talking like old friends, which surprised Rong Li and others for a while.

Although the Mudao people are not the top people in Rongcheng, they can be regarded as having heads and faces, and there are many major ceremonies in the city that invite the Mudao people to come and cheer.

But this kind of character responded to Zhang Xuezhou's related topics with a deferential face at this time.

Basically, whatever Zhang Xuezhou asks, the Mudao people will answer.

This situation made Rong Li somehow think of the interrogation of the yamen.

She only felt that Mu Daoren had fallen into evil, and after being pinched by Zhang Xuezhou, the piece of meat under her nose was sobered up, and she changed people, completely losing her former demeanor.

"What are you talking about?" Rong Li asked.

"It's just a casual chat, so that the Taoist chief won't pass out again," Zhang Xuezhou replied.

Through the paraphrasing of the Mu Dao people, Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that it was difficult to explain many practices to ordinary people.

This is especially true when he is still a half-ass.

Zhang Xuezhou also has very little understanding of cultivation, and many contents are concentrated in these dozens of days before he has initial enlightenment.

At this time, many of his inquiries were sought to solve his doubts.

But the level of the Mudao people is obviously limited.

And this is not a good time to talk.

Zhang Xuezhou borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, stopped the topic and helped the wooden road man up.

"Dao Chief, your Guan Burn is gone," Rong Li reminded.

"The crime deserves it, and it deserves to be burned," the wooden man replied.

"You've got a bad skull!"

Rong Li was speechless for a few seconds before a few words popped out of her mouth.

Mu Dao people almost died today, but Mu Dao people did not have displeasure and distress on their faces.

Rong Li also only thinks that there is a problem with the head of the wooden road person.

She grabbed the pig-killing knife, only to feel that she couldn't fall into the well.

But what should be mentioned has to be mentioned.

"Did you play a ghost in our Rong house last night, and used some evil magic and ecstasy against us?" Rong Li asked.

"The trail skills are not perfect, which makes Rong Dangjia laugh shamefully" Mu Daoren hugged his fists and said: "Mu will make a detour when he sees Rong Dangjia in the future, and there will be no more conflicts!" ”

"Huh? Ha? ”

Rong Li was taken aback.

She finally decided that Mu Daoren's head was choked by the fireworks, so she lowered her head so quickly.

"In the future, although you will sell the immortal painting of the ancestor Nine Heavens Shangfu Wufang Commander, the Arctic Zuoyuan General, the generalissimo Tianpeng Zhenjun, Xiaodao feels that this immortal painting does have the effect of exorcising ghosts!"

The canvas smeared with pig's blood was of little use, but behind these immortal paintings stood a cultivator.

The other party imprisoned the hanged ghost he had kept for many years for one night, and then got up in the morning and instantly destroyed the hanged ghost.

The Mudao people felt that all this was enough.

But whenever there is a problem with the fairy painting, the other party will inevitably solve the corresponding hidden dangers, which maintains the truth of the effect of the fairy painting to exorcise ghosts.

"Can you really exorcise demons?"

Rong Tianding was also surprised.

The ridiculous thing he did with Zhang Xuezhou and others was to deceive people into buying paintings and changing careers, but Rong Tianding didn't expect Mudao people to agree.

Peers have always been enemies, Rong Tianding didn't expect that the enemies would actually say that his things were good.

He only felt that the Mudao people were almost choked to death by the fireworks, and he was so happy to see it when he woke up.

"But this is not a long-term business, and I hope that Gongzi Rong will be cautious, you must know that some strange things have indeed happened in Shilipo, you need to be careful of causing trouble!" The wooden road man persuaded.

"Oh!"

Rong Tianding nodded a little dazedly.

He has lived in Rongcheng for a long time, how can he know what Shilipo is, at most he has heard of such a place in the mouths of Li Erlang and others.

Anyway, he didn't keep his immortal painting safe forever, and when something happened, he said that the immortal painting would be completed after the statute of limitations.

Rong Tianding didn't care.

The business had just started, and it was impossible for him to turn off the fire immediately, so he naturally wanted to sell more while the haunted thing was going on.

After all, the likelihood of waiting until the next haunted event is too low.

After this sales boom period, he can only do a long-term business in the future.

For a while, everyone's affairs fell, and Rong Li and the others couldn't help but go back to Rongcheng to kill pigs and have the intention of leaving quickly.

"Zhang Gongzi, there is a thick yin atmosphere in Shilipo, maybe there are remnants of Yin soldiers borrowing the way, or there may be some great yin things hidden, and I hope that Zhang Gongzi will be cautious when solving the relevant problems in the future, so as not to fall into the way!"

Before leaving, the wooden road man told Zhang Xuezhou deeply about the safety issue.

This made Zhang Xuezhou inexplicable.

He just wanted to get rid of the pig killing work, and then let Jia Zhiyuan, who was free, take him to read and read and read and read, and make up for some common sense that he had never touched.

Other than that, Zhang Xuezhou didn't think about doing anything else.

Besides, he still has some confusion about the hanged ghost of the wooden road man.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't figure out how the ghost thing could be pinned on the white silk for a while, and then it got into his body, and then the ashes were annihilated.

He only felt that the little lady he saw last night didn't seem to be a ghost.

"If I knew it, I would have touched her little hand to study and study it, and see what the difference between humans and ghosts is!"

Zhang Xuezhou was annoyed in his heart, but he felt that the time was too hurried at that time, and he was not a disciple, so it was impossible to come forward and touch a girl when he saw him.

But Mu Daoren didn't have any ghosts to show Zhang Xuezhou at the moment, so he had to give up.

When the group came, they were fierce, and when they returned, they were smiling.

But after just seven days, Rong Tianding and the others couldn't laugh.

Not only did he stand in front of his painting stall with a large number of people watching the excitement, but the county government also sent a summons.

Something happened to the person who bought the fairy painting for self-defense.