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But it was said that a few villagers in Dongshanwa Village rushed home with the door panel, and when they were halfway there, the sick man Cheng Erlang saw such a hot weather, and a few companions were still carrying themselves to hurry, and they were a little reluctant to go, so they shouted: "Big brother, third brother, fifth brother, you put me down and let me go by myself." ”

"Second brother, the evil qi in your body has just been expelled by Engong, and you need to go back and rest more, how can you walk on the ground. The stout man said nothing and wouldn't let him go on his own.

"Yes, second brother, I'll be home soon, you hold on a little longer," Lao Wu also persuaded.

"I'm fine, don't believe I'll give you a few steps. Cheng Erlang struggled to sit up, turned over and was about to jump off the door panel.

Seeing that he insisted on this, several people had to carefully put the door panel on the ground.

Lao Wu stretched out his hand to pick him up, but was refused.

"No, I can get up on my own. Cheng Erlang insisted on not letting others help, slowly stood up, and walked more than a dozen steps.

"Big brother, this Engong is really spiritual, we just entered the temple to worship, and now the second brother can walk. When I go back, I must find someone to make a wooden plaque, put it in the temple for a few days, and then put it at home. The fifth said again.

"Well, go back to my house and make one. ”

Taking into account Cheng Erlang's body, the progress of the group was not fast, and when they returned to the village, it was already noon. Smoke wafted from the roofs of many homes, apparently starting to cook.

Cheng Erlang hurriedly said: "Everyone is tired in the morning, let's eat at my house later......"

"Second brother, forget it, whoever doesn't have a problem, just take a hand, there's no need to do it" Lao Wu shook his head and excused.

"That's it, you should help the second brother, usually whoever has something in the village, the second brother was not busy that time

Seeing that they resigned again and again, Cheng Erlang had no choice but to give up. He also knew that in order to treat himself, the money saved by the family had long been spent, and now he didn't even have the money to buy salt.

When the two brothers returned home, their parents were pleasantly surprised, and Cheng's mother folded her hands and chanted: "Grace bless, Grace blessing"

Dongshanwa Village is not big, there are dozens of households, and a soak of urine can be poured from the head of the village to the end of the village, and there is usually something that cannot be hidden at all.

After the helpers went home, they told the story of Engong's apparition, and not long after eating in the afternoon, people from the village kept coming to ask.

In the afternoon, the courtyard was full of people, and it was not until it became dark that it was quiet.

After being tossed by evil qi for more than ten days, Cheng Erlang's body and bones were very weak, and he was active for so long during the day, after eating, he felt weak all over, and went to bed early after freshening up.

There is no entertainment in the countryside, and the people in the village go to bed early. As the night deepened, the whole village gradually quieted down, and it was dark, except for the occasional bark of the Shiba Inu, which guarded the door.

At this time, a gust of wind appeared silently in the village. There was a little ghost in the yin wind, looking around with a dull gaze, identifying the direction, and running towards the location of Cheng Erlang's house.

Soon, he came to Cheng Erlang's room, his eyes widened, and he pressed towards the other party as usual.

As soon as he got close to the bed, he didn't wait to start, and suddenly a red light rushed out of Cheng Erlang's body, like a sharp sword, flying directly into his body.

The little ghost screamed and hurriedly fled into the distance.

"How can it be so easy to escape" There was a trace of thought inside the rune, and as soon as he was excited, Chang Jin had already sensed the changes hundreds of miles away.

The divine consciousness moved slightly, and the Dharma thought condensed into a shadow, holding a sword, the same appearance as Chang Jin, and chased after the little ghost.

All kinds of changes, Cheng Erlang, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, didn't know at all. He only felt a chill approaching, and subconsciously rolled over and continued to sleep.

After comprehending the true text of the Buddha family in the underworld, Chang Jin combined it with the true text of Shinto, which can make the divine thoughts manifest lightly.

There was a hint of sword intent fused in the projection, and he wanted to kill the little ghost in front of him. However, Chang Jin did not do this, but planned to follow the other party to find the main messenger behind the scenes.

The methods of the main messenger behind the scenes to harm people are almost exactly the same as Guo Shenpo. For this kind of loose cultivation that uses divine methods to harm people, Chang Jin has no intention of showing mercy. Wait and kill directly, so that you can never suffer in the future.

The place where the monk lived was only seven or eight miles away from the eastern mountain depression, and he was limping back and forth in the house at the moment: "What the hell is going on, how can the baby be injured......

As he spoke, the little ghost Mu Ran appeared in the room, with a look of fear on his face.

"Baby, what is there in Cheng Erlang that can break my secret method?" The scattered cultivator has a pair of hanging triangular eyes, and his realm is no more than two turns of human immortals, and he is holding a string of copper bells in his hand at this moment.

The little ghost squeaked and whined, nodded one moment, and shook his head the other.

Not only was Chang Jin, who was hiding in the shadows, confused, but even the scattered cultivators didn't know what he meant, and asked a few questions, but couldn't get an answer, he scolded: "Waste...... Cheng Jiaerlang, when you crippled my leg, I will make you a broken family and swear not to be a person"

The name of the loose cultivator is Luo Sanyan, who was originally a famous second-rate son in this area, and his hands and feet were not clean since he was a child, and he often did things like stealing chickens and touching dogs. One night, he slipped into the Dongshan Valley to steal cattle, but was caught by the villagers and beaten violently. Cheng Jiaerlang made a ruthless move, picked up a wooden stick to break his leg, and threw it to the side of the road.

Luo Sanyan stole the cattle when it was reported, and the people in the same village did not let him return to the village after they found out. In desperation, Luo Sanyan had no choice but to run away from the village. Then wandering around, one night in the broken temple got acquainted with the old temple guarding the temple. The old temple didn't know who he was, and when he saw that Luo Sanyan was lame and one leg was pitiful, he taught him some exorcism spells to make a living.

Soon the old temple Zhu died, and Luo Sanyan became the owner of the broken temple. With the magic of exorcism with one hand, coupled with the means of abduction and deception, the nearby people were shocked and afraid of him, so Luo Sanyan's life was enjoyable.

When Lao Miaozhu taught Taoism, he never thought that his apprentice still had some talent in cultivation. However, in five or six years, he cultivated to the second turn of human immortals.

The exercise was completed, Luo Sanyan's desire for revenge was even stronger, and he quietly returned to his hometown a few days ago, and the first one found Cheng Jiaerlang's head.

"Baby, you go to Dongshanwa again, cut a few of Cheng Erlang's heads, and take them back, I want to do it" Luo Sanyan walked around the room a few times, and finally stood still, and took out a quaint wooden box from the cloth, in which was placed a two-finger long and wide knife, as thin as a willow leaf.

"Woo woo......" Hearing that he was going back to Dongshanwa, the little ghost shook his head again and again.

"Why, even you won't listen to me?" Luo Sanyan chanted a spell and kept shaking the bell.

Jingle bell, the voice is low, with a trace of mana, directly invading the little ghost's body.

The little ghost had a pained expression on his face, and he rolled on the ground with his head in his hands. Finally, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously, as if begging for mercy.

"Obedient, baby, go and cut a few strands of my head," Luo Sanyan stopped ringing the bell and commanded again.

The imp stood up and took the knife with both hands.

Chang Jin looked at the ghost in the room with some surprise. There are many kinds of ghosts in the world, and the souls of ordinary ghosts are only illusory, and most of them cannot hold objects when they have not been sacrificed. With the exception of spirits and ghosts, they are naturally capable of carrying them.

Chang Jin only perceived the scene through a divine thought, and naturally there were many situations that were not clear, because there was no strangeness about the little ghost before. When he saw that he could hold things in his hands, he realized that it was not an ordinary ghost, but a rare ghost in the world, and he was tempted to collect it for his own use.

"Hmph, it turns out that you did the evil law to cause Cheng Erlang to be bedridden?" Chang Jin's phantom floated out, staring at Luo Sanyan and said.

As soon as he saw him, the imp immediately whined and retreated into the corner.

"Are you...... Who are you, why are you meddling?" Seeing someone quietly appearing in the room, Luo Sanyan was taken aback first, and when he saw the red air flow above the other party's head clearly, he calmed down a few moments.

He has been a temple priest and knows about Shinto. The incense on this person's head condensed into red qi, which was the characteristic of the gods.

"I am the god of Engong Temple, today Cheng Erlang's family went to the temple to incense for help, I am now secretly evil in his body, I came to check. As a cultivator, why do you cast spells to harm mortals in the world, you should be killed?"

"Hmph, what kind of god of Engong Temple, you don't even have a grass head god, what qualifications do you have to say about me. Behold that I will bring you down from the altar today......"

"Looking for death" Chang Jin whispered, and the light appeared.

The little ghost hiding in the corner suddenly felt a dazzling sword light in front of him, directly piercing the darkness. He didn't dare to look directly at all, subconsciously closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the sword roaring in his ears.

Then Luo Sanyan screamed miserably, and fell to the ground completely motionless.

Although Chang Jin was only a projection of divine thoughts at the moment, when he attacked, he contained a chilling sword intent, directly breaking through his body and entering the gods, and destroying Luo Sanyan's soul in a crisp and sharp way, leaving no trace of aftermath.

"What's your real name?" Chang Jin shouted at the little ghost cowering in the corner, reaching out to break the bell that imprisoned the ghost. He heard Luo Sanyan call Baby Child before, which should not be his real name.

Without the restraint of the magic bell, the little ghost was completely free, but his eyes still looked at him in fear, and he shook his head with a whimper.

"You can't speak, or do you have no name?" Chang Jin asked patiently.

The imp nodded first, then shook his head again.

"Since you don't have a name, shall I give you one?"

The imp continued to nod.

"What do you think of Xiao Mu?" Chang Jin didn't have any talent in choosing names, and when he saw the wooden table next to him, he said casually.

The little imp probably couldn't tell the good or bad name, and still nodded.

"In that case, I'll call you Xiaomu. I am the god of the Engong Temple, I have just ascended to the throne, and now there is a lack of a boy under the seat, can you wish to crown me as the lord and enjoy the power of incense and fire in the world?"

Although Chang Jin can summon Yin soldiers with true texts, because the Great Seal has not completely integrated the laws of the underworld, the consciousness of the Yin soldiers summoned is incomplete, and it is okay to use it for battle, but it is not good to deal with other things.

The little ghost in front of you is a rare ghost, and it is very useful to yourself.

Hearing this, the little ghost nodded vigorously.

"Okay, now let's get out of here" Chang Jin spoke, and his body had already appeared in the courtyard.

Xiao Mu was reluctant to throw away the knife, holding it in both hands, and followed closely.

They avoided the village all the way and stopped directly in front of the Engong Temple.