The flames in the lantern flew out like a fiery dragon, directly engulfing a large area of small locusts.

The dozen or so Yin cha who came with the two wandering gods either raised their flails or took out water and fire sticks, forming a tight formation and fighting those small locusts in one place.

Under the attack of the crowd, countless small locusts turned to ashes.

It's just that the power of calamity and chaos can't be extinguished, but spreads in the void little by little.

When some grass on the ground was touched, it turned yellow, as if it had been sucked out of vitality.

The shadows were affected by this force, and their speed slowed down.

The faces of the two wandering gods were grim, the strength of the big locust in front of them was beyond their expectations, it was so difficult.

And the big locust was also very unhappy in his heart, if he was inside the dock fort, he could exert several times the power he had now. With his heyday strength, he let the opponent's hands win now.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he still couldn't have much advantage, and the battle situation was quite anxious.

Qiu Ping looked at this situation, of course he couldn't watch the play from the sidelines, he snatched the cane of the land lord from the hand of the little carp next to him.

The cat leaned and quietly walked behind the big locust.

His body tensed, and his hands held his crutches aloft.

Although the big locust is concentrating on the battle situation, it has compound eyes, and the situation behind it is naturally unobstructed.

Seeing that it was a small loach that tried to sneak attack him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, pretending not to know on the surface, but one hind leg had already secretly accumulated strength.

"Hah!"

Seeing that the stick in the little loach's hand was about to be smashed down, his hind legs instantly turned into a phantom, and he kicked out fiercely.

It's just that his speed is fast, but he didn't expect this little loach to be faster.

He was only halfway through his leg when he saw the stick turn into a phantom, and he was struck on the back of the head.

In an instant, his body shook, countless Venus stars swirled in front of him, and his mind went blank.

The crutch is made of a hundred years of jujube wood, and then tempered by the land for a hundred years, which is much harder than pig iron.

"What kind of martial arts are you talking about with this evil demon, everyone is side by side!" As soon as Qiu Ping made a move, he shouted.

The loach army behind him rushed over one by one, either bumping or biting, a desperate posture!

In particular, the little carp rushed directly into the face of the big locust, and its fins fanned repeatedly, making one of the big locust's faces crackle.

"You all deserve to die!"

The locust gradually woke up from the concussion, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a red carp holding his face and pumping it, and the anger in his heart had risen to the extreme.

The turquoise runes intertwined, forming a dark cloud on his head, and if you looked closely, it seemed as if countless locusts were flying up and down inside.

This is the priesthood he controls, the [Plague Locust].

In a fit of rage, it can trigger a locust plague covering thousands of acres of fertile land, plunging countless living beings into hunger and panic.

This is also a top-notch attack method, as long as the calamity and plague qi contained in it penetrates the body slightly, it will be like a locust passing through, sweeping away the enemy's true yuan divine power and completely abolishing a cultivator's Taoism.

"Give me ......"

The locust was just about to command the priesthood, when suddenly another rod struck him on the head, and very immorally in the place where he had just been struck.

His brain was visibly dizzy, but the pain was too intense to bring him to his senses.

"Huh? Didn't even faint? Qiu Ping was a little surprised, the will of this big locust was really tenacious, and it would not fall like this.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qiu Ping smashed it a few more times in succession, and his voice was tooth-sour.

The big locust finally couldn't bear it anymore, stumbled a few times, and then squatted on its back and lay down.

His brain wasn't drowsy, but he was worried that if he didn't fall down, he would be stoned to death by this little loach!

This little thing is really ruthless.

Qiu Ping stretched out his hand and lifted the little carp that was holding the head of the big locust and pumping it around.

And a group of Yin soldiers quickly surrounded and restrained the locusts with chains.

The two wandering gods did not dare to slack off, and the misty brilliance emitted by the lanterns in their hands quickly penetrated into each other's bodies like a large net, blocking their divine power to the death.

After making sure that the other party couldn't break free, the two breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Qiu Ping, then let's take this god to find Chenghuang first." There was a little shame on the faces of the two wandering gods, and the two of them plus a bunch of Yin soldiers couldn't help this big locust.

If Qiu Ping hadn't smashed those sticks, I'm afraid it would be difficult to say whether he would win or lose today.

"You have worked hard today, you must interrogate this wild god well, this fang is so arrogant, there must be other reliance behind it, we must not let any evil go unpunished." Qiu Ping nodded solemnly, but silently praised his words in his heart.

We are really born to mix with officialdom.

……

After everyone left, Qiu Ping returned to Gujing.

Today's big locust incident gave him some warning, although the world is peaceful now, but there will be little monsters running out to make trouble.

Once they cause damage, even if it is time to catch them, they will not be able to make up for it.

Especially now is the harvest season, which is the most important thing.

In order not to prevent such a situation from happening, he divided the loach militia into three teams, which took shifts every four hours and patrolled the village day and night.

If there is a slight abnormality, I rushed to report.

And he returned to the temple and prepared to sleep again.

But suddenly, the little poem written by Jing Xinghuai, which had been suspended in his ancient well, flickered, and every word shone with golden light.

[The first time I saw the yellow well, the spiritual liquid became a spring. In the blue moss, the cold condensed purple edge]

The golden light flickered for about ten breaths, and then it all turned into streamers and threw itself into Qiu Ping's good fortune.

His original fortune was seven points red and three points white, and he was a standard eight-rank god personality.

Now, with the inflow of golden light, the red of his fortune has suddenly increased, and the white has decreased much.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into nine points of red and one point of white luck.

This is a sure eighth fret.

As long as you don't make mistakes, there is a high probability that you will be promoted within a few years.

"Huh? What's going on? Could it be that Jing Xinghuai was admitted to the Jinshi? "Last year was the autumn of the people, and the test happened to be this year, Qiu Ping calculated the time, and it was indeed the time for the Jinshi to release the list.

Hey, we also came across a potential stock.

Qiu Pingdeng was happy, a small poem written by Jing Xinghuai Xiucai, but with the improvement of his status, the power of good fortune contained in this poem became thicker and thicker, and he also gained a lot of benefits.

It's a pity that no other scholars usually come to Huang'ao Village, otherwise he can try to fool a few more people.

(End of chapter)