Chapter 2 People in the small village at the foot of the mountain are being violently beaten by their ancestors

A puff of smoke ran to the small mulberry village at the foot of the mountain.

"Hiss~ha~ha~ Ancestor, ha~ shouldn't have caught up, right?! Ha~"

Yang Guang looked back at his way down the mountain, and saw that the ancestor did not chase and kill him in broad daylight because he said bad things about him, and he was instantly relieved.

Walk along the stone road to the head of the village, which is the home of the village chief Liu Guangchang.

"Uncle Liu!"

"Who?!"

A woman opens the door.

"Huh?! It's the trail chief, why do you have time to go down the mountain today, and you still have such a lot of things on your back? ”

"Auntie, the patriarch agreed for me to go down the mountain to find the master, and I have to explain something to Uncle Liu before I leave."

The woman who spoke was Liu Guangchang's wife, Hu.

"Your uncle has gone down to the field, you come in first and sit down, and I'll go to the field to find it for you."

After that, Hu Shi pulled Yang Guang into the house, and gave Yang Guang a scoop of clear spring water that was brought down from the mountain, and then went to the field to find his man.

When he had nothing to do, Yang Guang simply took out the talisman pen and talisman paper from the basket, and practiced drawing talismans on the table of Uncle Liu's house.

He hadn't forgotten that there was a mandrill near Xiaosang Village that the ancestor had named to kill!

One more symbol, one more hand to prepare.

Yang Guang spread out the rune paper and took out a small piece of cinnabar and grinded it.

He was going to try to draw the slightly more difficult Fire Channeling Talisman and Thunder Talisman, he had already broken through the triple level of Qi training, and it was the Wood Spirit Root, and there was a bonus to drawing these two talismans.

Yang Guang drew a spirit rune, not a magic rune.

The talisman is borrowed from the patriarch, and the strength of the person who draws the talisman, the number of borrowers and the cultivation of the patriarch will determine the power of the talisman.

The spirit rune is borrowed from oneself, which is similar to sealing the spell in the rune paper in advance, and the power of the spirit rune is more stable than that of the rune.

I saw Yang Guangyun make his hairless talisman pen, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the inspiration flashed, and it was done in one go.

Sure enough, it failed......

"Alas~"

Yang Guang looked at his talisman helplessly, this is a ten-year-old birthday gift from the master, he has been with him for more than four years, and he has not changed it since the master left, and there are not a few hairs left on the tip of the pen.

It was just about to succeed, but the cinnabar on the pen was not enough, which caused the ink to dry up and failed miserably.

In desperation, Yang Guang had no choice but to give up the fire talisman and instead draw the most basic fire spirit talisman and small rejuvenation talisman.

The mandrill is hairy, and it is right to draw a fire talisman to burn it, and then prepare a hand to reply to the talisman to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

After drawing four or five pictures in a row, the aura in the body was exhausted, and then I heard the sound outside the house.

It turned out that Liu Guangchang rushed back, and he looked like his butt was on fire.

After panting evenly, Liu Guangchang spoke:

"The trail chief is leaving?"

"Yes, the ancestor agreed that I would go down the mountain, and this time I asked my uncle to help take care of the dry water view."

"That's not going to work! Xiaodao Chief, if you leave, there will be no immortals in Xiaosang Village, what if the demon beast attacks people? ”

Yang Guang raised his hand to signal Liu Guangchang not to get excited.

"Uncle Liu, after I leave, if you encounter trouble, go to the ancestral hall to put a pillar of high incense on the ancestor, and the ancestor will help you solve the trouble."

"But it's just a clay ......"

"Shhhh Silence! Arrange the patriarch to be punished. ”

Yang Guang hurriedly interrupted Liu Guangchang, it was good for the patriarch's Xuanguang ruler to hit a cultivator like himself, but it would kill an ordinary person.

"Anyway, I've made up my mind, Uncle Liu, don't keep me."

"Okay."

Liu Guang saw that he couldn't stop Yang Guang, so he had to agree.

Later, Yang Guang explained many precautions, which places should be cleaned frequently, which places should not enter, and when to incense the ancestors.

The most important thing is not to speak ill of the patriarch!!

Even if you want to say it, you can only say it quietly at home after going down the mountain.

"Oh yes, Uncle Liu, when I went down the mountain, the ancestor told me to get rid of the mandrills in the woods in the west ten miles, and you can find a few strong men to fight me."

"Okay! But it's not early today, and it's evening in the woods, so the little Taoist will stay at my house for one night tonight, and I'll talk about the demon tomorrow. ”

"Okay! Thank you, uncle. ”

"My son went to the city to run errands, and the chief of the trail will sleep in my son's room tonight."

"Huh?! Brother Liu is not here! ”

Yang Guang's eyes suddenly became a little frightened.

"Uncle, promise me, let my aunt cook tonight......"

Liu Guangchang is a farmer, he does manual work, eats very salty, the kind that can kill Yang Guang, even if Yang Guang specially advises, the same salty person is numb.

Liu Guangchang: "......"

Although it was not early, the people who were busy in the fields had not yet returned, and it was an ordinary day for the working people.

Liu Guangchang went door to door to "catch" the strong man, leaving Yang Guang alone in the house to meditate and regain his breath.

Not long after, the Hu family came back, and he had just been pulled by the seventh uncle in the ancestral hall to chat for a while, and he came back a long time late.

"Auntie, let's cook quickly, I can't eat the food cooked by my uncle!"

"Is this hungry?"

Hu Shi agreed, and was pushed by Yang Guang to the kitchen.

"Hehe, isn't that afraid of Uncle cooking~"

Hu cooks, Yang Guang burns the fire.

It was rare to cut a large piece of bacon from the beam of the house and fry it, anyway, Yang Guang's saliva was left in anger.

Quietly Mimi grabbed a piece from the pot and ate it.

Well, it's so fragrant, so stealing food in advance is the essence of eating!

After drinking and eating, Yang Guang sat on the stool, staring at a bowl full of untouched bacon, a little unsatisfied.

It was another one, and it was given to her husband, who had returned late from farming, and she was not allowed to eat it.

Yang Guang took a, came to Brother Liu's room, lay on the bed, and spread out the Taizi, which was very comfortable.

After meditating and practicing for a while, the young man was also tired and fell asleep.

In the dream, a beautiful figure appeared from the mist, turning from virtual to real, with a plump body, holding a demon sword, and a Xuanguang ruler floating on his head.

emmm…… The more you look at it, the more it looks like ......

"Patriarch?!"

Yang Guang exclaimed.

He remembered that after the death of the patriarch, the spirit was attached to the clay statue, but since then, sex has changed at will, both male and female.

This was the first time he had seen a female body of the ancestor, and he didn't react for a while.

"Xiao Guangguang, pay attention to safety when going down the mountain this time!"

The ancestor spoke, and his cold and sassy voice was very intoxicating.

It was the "ill-intentioned" approach that made Yang Guang feel a trace of danger.

Stepping back from the heart......

"Huh?! Xiaoguangguang, why are you retreating? Come on, the patriarch has a lot to say to you. ”

"No, patriarch, it's nothing more than paying attention to safety and the like, the disciple has already taken it to heart."

Yang Guang retreated, and a cold sweat broke out.

Seeing that Yang Guang was not fooled, the patriarch had no choice but to sigh.

"Alas~ The old man was also a great monk before his death......"

Yang Guang, who heard this, has already started to run, the small stick goes, the big stick runs, it's a fool not to run when beaten!

Who knew that the patriarch raised his skillful hand, and Yang Guang was instantly photographed back and pressed on the stool that he had conjured up.

"If you want to beat you, you can still run away?!"

The Xuanguang ruler was raised high.

"Smack!!

"Patriarch spare his life! The disciple never ...... again 嗷~嗷!! ”

"Asking you to speak ill of me?!"

"Smack! Whew~"

"The old man is a cautious eye? It's time to fight! ”

"Papapapa~"

"Whoa~ The ancestor spares his life, hey!"

"You still want to spank the old man's ass?! Okay! I'll teach you how to be a role model today! ”

"Papapa........."

Yang Guang couldn't scream in pain......

In reality, Yang Guang's body writhed on the bed.

happened to be seen by Liu Guangchang, who came back, and could only sigh that the young man's physical strength was really good.

He didn't think much about it, he thought that the young man Sichun would just go back and let the Hun family wash the quilt.

How do you know that Yang Guang is now being beaten to death by his ancestor.