Chapter 368: Pulling out the tumor

I lay on my stomach in the grass, and I looked through the gap and saw the villagers in a clump right in front of me.

As a rough estimate, the distance is up to a few hundred meters.

Tut.

I lay in the grass and sighed silently: I haven't finished the rest yet.

Beating Chen Changming is not the goal, I want to pull out this cancer from the root!

After thinking about it, I pondered it and let it go!

I rubbed my sleeve against the ash on my face, trying not to look so embarrassed.

Recovering a little, I climbed back to the top of the hill from the side first.

Chen Jiayan grabbed my arm: "Did you break it?"

"It's fine."

I carried all the magic weapons that the swallow stole on my body: "You wait for me here, don't go anywhere."

Chen Jiayan grabbed my arm and said in a hurried tone: "You, you still want to go?"

"Eighty-eight bows have been bowed, not bad for this trembling!"

I swaggered down the hill until I reached the other side of the river, and I stopped.

My appearance gave Chen Changming a chance to catch his breath, and the stick in mid-air stopped in mid-air.

The villagers seemed to have forgotten their anger, and their puzzled eyes instantly focused on me.

I squinted my eyes and met Chen Changming's gaze.

The blood on the door of his head, from his forehead, crossed his fiery eyes, making this already sinister person more hideous.

After a while, I broke the silence first: "You must be curious why I'm here."

"Fang Cai Lingbao Tianzun descended to earth, I am his guiding disciple, and I am also his other mouth left in the world."

"I want ......"

I deliberately held it back and looked at their reactions: "I hope you will be respectful."

However, they didn't react at all, and just looked at me blankly.

I smiled indifferently, "He can flood this cult that pretends to be a ghost, and he can also flood your house."

"If you are already a person who has violated the heavens, you should not be obsessed with it anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villager slowly threw down the weapon in his hand and turned his head to kneel.

Chen Changming slowly stood up and roared angrily: "What nonsense!"

"I've given them a good life, why do you call me a cult?"

"What bullshit just now, I'm afraid it wasn't your trick!"

I wasn't surprised at all by his reaction.

He's not a fool, how could he not have guessed?

However, since I dare to stand up, I naturally have a countermeasure, he is not stupid, and I am not stupid!

I bowed slightly: "Misfortune comes from the mouth, and the giver will be careful of retribution."

"You let them live a good life, isn't it at the price of people's ancestral graves? Exhausting the juniors' energy, this is the good thing you did?"

"Dao Chief."

Without waiting for Chen Changming to speak, a person walked out behind Chen Changming.

This man was wearing a Taoist robe, with a pale yellow rosary in his hand, and the most strange thing was that this person was wearing a fox mask on his face.

He flashed, walked up to Chen Changming's side, and said softly, "Pretending to be a righteous god is a crime that will never be recovered."

With this sentence, combined with the way he dressed, I already knew who he was.

This man, Bacheng, is the master of the dust of human bones!

I hid the horror in my heart, and then smiled, "Dare to ask which family Your Excellency studied from, and what is the Taoist number?"

"There is no teacher, no door, and no way! Commonly known as Zhang Mang!"

As soon as these words came out, I was shocked.

The Taoist priests of the southern school pay attention to the teacher's inheritance, but the Taoist priests of the northern school are not.

Earlier, the masters of the northern faction roamed the rivers and lakes, and it was inevitable that there would be times when they offended people, in order to survive in the market, there was basically no fixed name, let alone a Taoist name.

The person in front of me is either a fake Taoist priest, or he is from the same school as my teacher.

But when I think about it carefully, there are not many Yin Yang Taoists in the Northern School, and I have never heard of such a number one person!

I hid the shock in my heart again, and immediately took off my back.

"You're Zhang Mang?"

I pretended to be relaxed and laughed, "Lingbao Tianzun asked me to bring you something."

"Look."

As I spoke, I took out the whisk, "It's yours, isn't it? This thing is very good!"

If I'm not mistaken, he won't admit it.

I'm not afraid, though.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, he immediately denied it: "You just took out something and said it was mine?"

I nodded vigorously and let out a long oh, "Then smash it."

With that, I had picked up the stone and slammed it on the dust handle.

Since ancient times, objects that can be engraved with names have been the favorite of their owners.

Who would be bored and carve their name on the rags?

In that case, I'll smash it until your heart collapses!