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"It turned out to be a Taoist of Wushan Temple, I don't know if the long night is coming, what is there to find the prefect, if it's not urgent, let's talk about it tomorrow morning. Du Ruhai was awakened from a good sleep, and he was very unhappy. Knowing that these Daoists have the means to reach the sky, he didn't dare to be angry with the Daoists, but his tone was not so polite.

At this moment, it happened that Wei Yuan's second prayer came.

Xuan Shang was in a hurry, and didn't want to delay outside the door, so he slammed the door directly: "Lord Prefect, this matter is vital to the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people in Wanshan Mansion, and the poor road can't wait for tomorrow."

"Ah......" The little concubine was naked, and suddenly saw an outsider breaking into the room, and immediately screamed, pulled up the quilt and wrapped her body.

"Shut up" At the critical moment, where did Xuan Shang have the mind to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, he only stretched out his hand and pointed at her, and he had already pointed her on the bed.

Seeing his little concubine fall to the carved bed without a sound, Du Ruhai's face turned pale with fright, and he stammered: "You...... What do you want? Kill someone?"

"Don't worry, I just clicked on her acupoint, and it's fine. Come on, change the clothes of the prefect, if you miss the poor thing, your head will not be guaranteed. Xuan Shang turned his head and said sharply to the official standing outside the door.

As he spoke, a breath permeated himself, and the surrounding space was full of coldness, and all the officials present felt a pang in their hearts, and they didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly rushed in.

Although Xuanfa knew that his junior brother's actions were inappropriate, he did not open his mouth to stop it. At a critical juncture, it's better to cut through the mess quickly, and apologize to the prefect afterwards. For example, there is chaos today, the government is declining, and the power of luck above the government is no longer as strong as in the past.

Even if the Taoist wanted to do something in the government, it was much easier.

He shouted to stop the last few people, "You guys have other things to do, you don't need to go in and help." Hurry up and prepare the incense case, pen and ink, and wait for the prefect to sacrifice the city god at night."

These officials didn't dare to look at the snow-white body of the prefect's concubine on the bed, but they hurriedly put on the prefect's clothes, and then pulled them out.

At this moment, the incense case has been placed in the courtyard.

Xuan Shang hurriedly said to Du Ruhai: "Tonight, the city god of Wanshan Mansion is fighting with an evil god in order to clean up the charm and charm of the gods, and it is urgent for the prefect to write a sacrificial document in the city god, so as to make a strong momentum, and now the pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been prepared, please do it." ”

"Write a sacrificial text, you pulled me up from bed in the middle of the night, just to write a sacrificial text?" Du Ruhai's face was full of incredulity.

Not to mention him, even the officials around him were very puzzled.

"If you want to write, you can write, and spend so much time on anything. Xuan Shang scolded angrily.

At this time, Xuanfa saw that his junior brother was constantly scolding and scolding, so he hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute: "Lord Prefect, my junior brother is anxious about the city god, and he has lost his etiquette. Now that the matter is urgent, please write a memorial document to Chenghuang. After the fact, the poor road will explain it in detail for the prefect......"

"Write a sacrificial text, you are looking for a master for this...... I won't write ......," Du Ruhai replied with a stammer. Although he had studied for a few years, his stomach was empty, and he had no talent at all. Being able to become a prefect is completely the result of her daughter blowing wind on Liang Hou's pillow.

"You ......" Xuan Shang opened his mouth to scold the waste, but was stopped by his senior brother.

"This sacrificial text is written by the poor Dao, and the prefect can burn incense and read it out...... "Before the Xuanfa Taoist entered the Yuqing Road, he was a scholar from a poor family, and he was almost admitted to Xiucai. At this moment, he has written an article on paper in the blink of an eye.

The ink has not yet arrived, and it has been stuffed into Du Ruhai's hands and stamped with the official seal.

The incense was curling, Du Ruhai stood in front of the incense case, cleared his throat and read: "On the day of the year, Du Mou, the prefect of Wanshan Mansion, told the gods of the city god with the sacrifice of drinking and drinking:

Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and God loves people with his heart. Fang Jin's evil gods are in turmoil, endangering the people. How can I live if I am a citizen? I beg for the city god, mourn for my people, get rid of the evil gods, and do not let the people of Wanshan Mansion suffer from the evil gods again...... In this way, the people will celebrate the recovery, the years will be great, the merits of the gods, and the sense of virtue of the people will be exhausted......"

Ordinary sacrifices to the city god, must use the ritual of three animals to clean the tripod, now the matter is urgent, there is not so much time to prepare, can only use the clear food sacrifice.

When he read this sacrificial text, Wei Yuan prayed three times and just shouted.

Du Ruhai's voice was not loud, but with the luck of the humane government, he saw that a whirlwind suddenly blew around, and a trace of red white breath came out above the mansion, more and more, more and more, more and more dense, and the slightest trace was injected into the City God Temple.

Wei Yuan saw that the people's answers were scarce, and his heart was miserable, and he was about to beg for mercy, but his face suddenly changed, and then he laughed: "Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me."

He clearly sensed that the incense on his head had grown wildly, and the brilliance was scorching, and it had turned red blue in a moment.

Chang Jin was also a little surprised, obviously Wei Yuan was about to fall off the altar just now, why did he suddenly have so much incense and mental power. When he sensed that there was a trace of official qi in it, he immediately understood where the incense power came from.

How could the government suddenly intervene? Mo wasn't the Taoist Academy asking for it?

However, that luck is not as coercive as I imagined, which shows that the blessing of the government is not strong.

Chang Jin's mind turned sharply, and he stepped forward and said: "The sky will not kill you, but the gods will kill you."

After speaking, several true texts on the top of his head merged into the long sword, and then his wrist flipped over.

"Yin ......" the sword body sounded, and the killing intent was like a tide.

This sword is no more than three feet long and only two fingers wide, and at this moment, the true text is integrated into it, but it suddenly has a surging river momentum.

As the sword erupted, with an illusory image of mountains and rivers, it swept straight towards Wei Yuan.

When they got closer, the temple grew in size, enveloping the body of the city god.

In an instant, the sword turned into a nine-day waterfall, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, as if it was about to sweep all things in heaven and earth into it.

Under the protection of the temple, Chenghuang also felt that his soul was swaying, as if in the face of this monstrous momentum, he was powerless to resist and could only wait.

"Come again" With Chang Jin's bursting shout, the next moment the light in the divine domain flashed, and the Dao sword light spread horizontally, turning into a long ray of light, dragging the mantail, and in the blink of an eye, the temple was wrapped tightly, and then stirred together

Puff puff...... The light was scattered, the sword qi was shining, and the remaining Yin soldiers in the divine domain did not have time to react at all, and they all turned into black mist and dissipated.

Even Wang Junyi, who was hiding in the corner, was affected and had to resist with all his might.

Wei Yuan was in the center of the sword, and he only felt that a mountain weighing ten thousand jun was pressing down, and his soul was about to be crushed into powder. Even the temple could not be maintained and began to crumble again.

"The third sword, see what you can resist" Chang Jin injected the condensed true text into the sword, and in an instant, countless rays of light immediately emitted majestic power, like waves on the sea, swarming in all directions, drowning Wei Yuan's entire person.

Bang...... The temple was hit one after another, and finally it could no longer be maintained, and it suddenly collapsed, turned into a talisman, and flew out of Wei Yuan's body.

"Spare my life, I admit defeat...... Without the protection of the talisman, Wei Yuan couldn't even maintain his body at the moment, but turned into black mist and shouted in his mouth.

"Hmph," Chang Jin didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't swing his sword to kill again, but just withdrew from the Divine Domain.

I saw countless black resentments rolling in the distance, mixed with countless screams, angry scolding, and roaring, all pouring into Wei Yuan's soul.

"Ah......" Under the backlash of these resentments, Wei Yuan screamed again and again. The voice was so poignant that it was chilling to hear.

Wang Junyi stood more than a dozen feet away, looking at Chenghuang with a somewhat complicated expression. It was the first time he had seen the tragic situation of resentment, and he was also desolate in his heart.

"What the hell is going on...... Master Xuan's face was surprised when he saw that the luck above the City God Temple had just recovered, and he was quickly beaten back to his original form.

If it is a peaceful season, that sacrificial text is enough to help Chenghuang turn around. But now, the government is declining and has little prestige, so the two Xuanfa can scold the prefect and force him to write a sacrifice. It is precisely because of the decay of the government's luck that there are very few blessings that can be provided.

"Let's go, go outside the city to see, who the evil god is" Now that the scene is a scene, it is inevitable that the city god will fall from the god position. All they could do was find the location of the temple in time and kill it.

Originally, in order to prevent the Daoist Academy from detecting that he was leading his troops out of the city, Wei Yuan deliberately used Shinto spells to hide his traces. Master Xuan's brother had planned to use a divine thought left by Chenghuang in Wushan Temple to find the location, but was interrupted by Wei Yuan's prayer halfway, so he had to go to the mansion instead.

With this delay, there was no time to return to Osan Temple.

Now that Wei Yuan is haunted by resentment, the talisman also flew out of his body, and he can no longer block his whereabouts, but the Xuanfa senses the other party's existence for the first time.

Wei Yuan is now haunted by the rich black qi, this black qi is full of all kinds of resentment, crazy devouring, although he still has the protection of natal qi luck above his head, but he is no longer able to support it, just a moment, the screams disappeared completely.

The soul is gone, and there is no trace of it.

......At this time, Wang Junyi stepped forward and saluted respectfully. He was worried in his heart, not knowing what the other party would do with him.

"Serve this master as the master, enshrine a piece of incense and spiritual power, and I will spare you from death. Chang Jin replied crisply.

Hearing this, Wang Junyi's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly bowed: "His subordinate Wang Junyi has seen Master En"

After determining the superiority and inferiority, several incense and fire thoughts were immediately integrated into Chang Jin's body, forming a true text. He understood that it was a Shinto contract. With this contract, if Wang Junyi betrays him in the future, he will be counterattacked by Shinto.

It is said that his little hairy god deserves to be considered sad, and in one night, he confessed to the two of them.

This person still has a future use, so Chang Jin nodded and let the other party leave.

When Wang Junyi was far away, he breathed a sigh of relief. Tonight's killing of the city god was full of twists and turns, if it wasn't for the last moment, he decisively extracted the spiritual power of heaven and earth within twenty or thirty miles of the surrounding land, I am afraid that he really can't get rid of Wei Yuan.

However, since then, it will take at least half a year for the leylines here to return to their previous levels.