In the heavenly realm, the protagonist Qingle, who can quarrel because of a death news, is being talked about a lot, and is wandering around looking for a place to settle down.

Because the Yuan Shen is very fragile, and it was rushed down to the human world by external forces, there was no way to return to the heavenly realm immediately for a while, so he could only find a place full of spiritual energy to raise first.

But after finally finding a treasure of feng shui after a lot of hard work, Qingle remembered that the rules set by his master, Yuan Xiao, and the Lord God, if you don't make some merits, you can't turn the aura into your own use, and you won't let people with a heart get it for nothing.

Qingle scolded secretly, go to his unearned gains, and people with hearts. She even suspected that this rule was set to prevent her in the first place.

After scolding, a storm blew, and Qingle Yuanshen only felt that he immediately trembled several times, and almost fell apart. Secretly scolding his master for being retribution, Qingle wanted to cry, but now he is just a disembodied primordial god, and he doesn't even cry tears.

Enduring great grievances, Qingle continued to drift. In the human world, in addition to the mountains and forests with aura, the place that can nourish the original gods is the temple of each immortal.

The temple is dedicated to the gods, and the incense contributed by the people can also increase merit and enhance divine power.

Fortunately, after thousands of years, the current people are no longer the ones who only knew how to bow down to the thunder and lightning in their furs, and they are really growing rapidly, people not only know the gods, but also the human world is full of temples. There are the twelve main gods who worship together, and there are also those who worship alone, and even those new gods and goddesses have their own temples.

Qingle first floated to a place and saw a splendid twelve main temples, and the incense in the temple was very prosperous. When she plunged into it with joy and anticipation, she didn't find where her idol was for a while.

She almost wondered if it was really the twelve main temples, and she searched for a long time, and finally found the "goddess fairy" in the corner who even leaked the back skirt with a gilded face, with a lazy posture, and a few jagged incense sticks that were about to be extinguished in front of the golden statue.

The melons and fruits on the table were very fresh, even better than those of the other eleven people.

Finally, it was something that made Qingle feel a little worth bragging, and she just floated over, but she felt a little wrong. Why is this melon and fruit not aromatic? Could it be that he is just a primordial spirit, and he can't even smell the taste?

She looked up and down, and finally found the crux of the problem.

It turned out that the people in this temple hated the trouble of changing the melons and fruits every few days, but fortunately they made a few fake ones with wood and put them on as if they were real.

It's too much!

Qingle punched the melon fruit, but forgetting that she was only a primordial god now, the melon fruit passed through her "fist" and was unscathed.

She angrily left the twelve statues, and when she came out, she heard a few little Taoist priests chatting.

"The gods in our temple are the biggest and most beautiful within a radius of dozens of miles, and they are all gilded. ”

"That is, we have developed here by relying on gold mines, and we don't want to gild a few immortals. ”

"That's right, it's just that when the craftsman made the Four Gods, it was much finer than the original, and the originally ordered gold water was almost insufficient. Fortunately, I saved some from the Twelve Divine Monarchs. ”

"Shhhh ”

"What are you afraid of, there are not many people who go to worship Twelve, and no one is staring at the back of her clothes, who knows. ”

Qingle landed beside them and listened to them with a smile on his face......

After a while, a little Taoist priest said, "I just felt cold. ”

The other said, "Me too, is it the wind?"

Qingle swore angrily that the first thing he did after returning to his soul was to check the temples in these realms one by one, and dismantle the thousand-eight-hundred, isn't it that he is lazy and has nothing to do on weekdays, which is too bullying God.

After thinking about it again, it is more reliable to go to your own temple.

But after flying on it for a long time, when I was about to consume a little energy, I finally saw a Qingle Shenjun Temple in the middle of the mountain, Qingle smelled the incense, and his heart was finally saved.

But when he entered his temple, Qingle sensed that something was wrong. His idol is full of evil spirits, and it is obvious that someone has possessed the idol to be worshiped by incense, and his idol has been invaded for a long time.

With the Yuan Shen who has just experienced the catastrophe and barely supported it, I am afraid that I can't afford to provoke this little goblin who occupies the magpie's nest.

Tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by dogs, Qingle gritted his teeth, and went to the offering table to search for the remaining incense merits.

In addition to the statue that was wrong, what surprised Qingle even more was that there was a girl lying on the ground, motionless.

"I said, no matter how depressed I am here, I won't become a broken temple that I will sleep on the ground, eh, the girl is cold on the ground, wake up. Qingle urged a trace of divine power, and invited a trace of wind to wake up.

But when she looked at it again, the girl didn't move at all, and she had lost the breath of a living person.

"I'm a god, even if I don't have incense, how can I come to worship me and worship one to death?"

She looked closely at the cause of the girl's death, and there were no fatal wounds inside and out, let alone poisoning or starvation or thirst.

There is no cause for death, but it is lifeless, and for mortals, there is only one reason, and that is the loss of soul.

"Is something wrong in the ghost world?" Qingle couldn't help but guess.

But she couldn't allow her to probe any more, and she felt that an evil aura was slowly approaching Qingle Temple. I'm afraid that the daring little goblin is back...... But if you don't find a place to hide a primordial god, you will definitely be discovered, and it won't be fun to have another good one when the time comes. A good god doesn't eat immediate losses, and if he can't afford to provoke him for the time being, he still has to hide.

Qingle didn't find a place to dodge, so he had to hide on this girl's body.

"I'm sorry, little sister, old sister, I'm really in trouble, borrowing my body to hide, and the rivers and lakes are in emergency. ”

After she hid in, she quickly hid in the girl's body to a pile of abandoned incense tables piled together in the corner and miscellaneous places.

Two gusts of black wind blew in, with some unpleasant smell, the smell of rotting wood that had been soaked in water for an unknown amount of time.

"Boss, you just beat, the way you beat that stinky Taoist priest, really, really majestic, extreme, extreme. ”

The Black Wind Monster listened to him praise quite patiently, "A stinky Taoist priest who can only swagger and deceive everywhere, what else does he want to collect demons and eliminate evil spirits, what medicine has taken wrong, and he is also in charge of Lao Tzu's head, and when he was reincarnated in his previous life, he was too cumbersome to throw his brain at the king of Hades." Lao Tzu Ye sent him to find it back, and then he will be a good man, you say that he must not thank Lao Tzu?"

"That, that, that, thank you. ”

Qingle's ears were tired when he listened, the master and servant goblins, one chattered endlessly, and the other stumbled and couldn't speak clearly, probably these two people in the goblin world could stand each other.