"So, can't this matter be good?"

The fake city god's face was gloomy.

In the sleeve robe of the young Taoist priest, a magic weapon had already appeared.

A French seal, the French seal is golden all over, with a murderous aura.

"In your opinion, how should this matter be resolved?"

Li Ping'an threw the question back up.

The fake city god was silent for a moment, smiled, and looked unconcerned.

was extremely nervous in his heart, and it was obvious that the other party was not ready to end this matter so easily.

"The soul of the city god has been destroyed, and there is no possibility of saving it, but I will compensate his descendants, and the descendants of other officials in the underworld will also be blessed."

This is already the greatest sincerity that the fake city god can give.

If it weren't for the fact that there were two masters pressing on his side at this moment, he would never have reached this point.

No, I added.

"If the two of you insist on doing it, you won't let others bully you, and if you don't fight, you will do your best."

This is a naked threat.

Officially, even if it is a move, I am not afraid of you.

Li Ping'an's pale eyes made people imperceptible to any emotional fluctuations.

The young Taoist boy in Tsing Yi, who was standing behind the young Taoist priest, blinked, looked at the fake city god, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

It was as if it was something so terrifying that he didn't dare to look at it more.

Then he looked at Li Ping'an again, staring at the other party's face, and couldn't see anything.

But it makes people feel extremely comfortable, like a spring breeze.

In the end, his eyes fell on his uncle, who was full of solemnity, as if he would burst out in the next second.

Well?

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Daotong's gaze froze slightly, and time seemed to stop.

He lowered his head slightly, feeling the movement around him.

His eyes jumped suddenly, because he felt a terrifying aura, and his body instinctively wanted to dodge, but he couldn't move at all.

It's like there's an incredible mysterious force draining its power.

Yin Si shook violently, Li Ping'an, the young Taoist priest and the fake city god shot at the same time.

The three invisible forces collided together, but they didn't make much noise.

The three of them took two steps back at the same time, and then gathered together in a lightning flash.

The brighter the light, the faster it fades.

As the so-called flash in the pan, the more fierce the battle, the faster it must end.

For all the light and power has been sent out in an instant, because all the light and power are present for this decisive moment.

The sound of the weapon unsheathed sounded, and the rumbling sound of the Fayin was like a thunderbolt in the sky.

The battle started in an instant and ended almost at the same moment.

The two little Taoist boys stood in the ruins, blinking, you look at me, I look at you.

Big eyes full of doubts, what's going on......??

The young Taoist priest exhaled a long breath, put away the Dharma seal, and had an extra water purification treasure bottle in his hand.

Li Ping'an held a Fusang knife and stood in the southeast corner.

The old cow was blocked in the northwest corner, covered in blood.

The fake city god's body fell to the ground, half of his body was gone, and his face, which was not very good-looking, became even more terrifying.

The whole Yin Si turned into ruins,

"Sir, good knife."

The young Taoist priest gave up.

Li Ping'an returned the salute, "Thanks to the Dao Chief, this demon was trapped, otherwise with Li's own strength, I'm afraid I really wouldn't be able to keep it." ”

The young Taoist priest smiled, and he made a total of two moves.

The first move was missed because the speed of the fake city god was too fast, and the second move was mistakenly hit on Li Ping'an.

Fortunately, he finally made a move and stopped the fake city god who was about to escape, otherwise this person would have lost a lot of hair.

Li Ping'an said this, which can be regarded as giving him a face.

The young Taoist priest changed the subject, "This demon is difficult to get rid of with ordinary methods, I have used the water purification treasure bottle to contain it, and when I return to the mountain gate, I can completely remove it." ”

"There's a chief of labor."

"It should be, it should be." The young Taoist priest looked embarrassed

On the way back, the two little Taoist children asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, is that Mr. Li very powerful?" How does it compare to you? ”

The young Taoist priest glanced at Li Ping'an and Lao Niu, who were walking in front, coughed lightly, and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Li is certainly strong, but Uncle Shi is not weak either, well... There are high and low levels of Taoism, but it is difficult to predict the outcome of a real fight. ”

"Unpredictable?"

"Well, it's hard to know the outcome."

Li Ping'an couldn't help but smile.

...............

The matter was resolved satisfactorily, and Li Ping'an had already informed the local land of the specific circumstances of the matter.

It was claimed to the public that this demon attempted to infiltrate the Great Sui and seize the city god and was eradicated by the Zhengwu Gate and the Asataki Guandao.

As for Liu Er, he was hidden, also to protect his identity.

The group ended up eating a meal of fried fish in honey.

This time it was Li Ping'an who did it, and he slightly transformed the shopkeeper's craftsmanship to bring forth the new.

The original method was to marinate the fish with salt in advance, but the salt will cause the fish to lose moisture, and it is easier to have a "chai" taste.

Li Ping'an's pickled seasoning only needs to use green onions, ginger, cooking wine and white pepper, and add some of his own honey-made seasonings.

In addition to the honey-stewed fried fish, there is also a table of delicacies.

Wild vegetables and everything are found in the mountains, and there are some wild pheasants, wild rabbits.... You don't have to buy it.

The two Xiaodao boys, Wen Ruohai and Xuan Ruo, tasted Li Ping'an's craftsmanship at one time, and they ate happily.

Fat Jun held a bowl of chicken soup and sighed: "The last time I drank the chicken soup made by Mr. was a long, long time ago." ”

Li Ping'an smiled.

Full of wine and food, everyone chatted.

Early the next morning, the young Taoist priest took his two teachers and nephews and left.

"Mountains and rivers meet, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Two days later, Li Ping'an and Lao Niu also left the Asaki Temple.

On the day of departure, Fat Jun took Li Ping'an's hand.

I don't know if the next time we meet will be decades away.

Li Ping'an smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, don't cry, you're such an adult." ”

Fat Jun nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Gone."

"Moo~"

"Well, sir, goodbye Brother Niu."