After saying goodbye to Su Xiaoxiao, Ling Jiang and Ya'er were no longer disturbed, and returned to the thatched house all the way.

"Childe, you go to bed and rest, Ya'er will go and get you some divine water to wipe it. Ya'er was afraid that Ling Jiang wouldn't understand, so while holding the bowl, she said, "There is a Taishang Laojun god seat behind our thatched house, and there is a jar of water next to the god seat.

Looking at Ya'er's anxious look, Ling Jiang couldn't help but feel a little distressed, Ya'er was heartbroken for him.

He wanted to say no, but he couldn't bear to break the wish in Ya'er's heart. But then again, although there was a black mark on his hand, he didn't feel any discomfort except that his left hand was a little cold.

"Could it be that Da Bai is thinking too much?" Ling Jiang thought to himself, as a result, even he somewhat believed that washing his hands with divine water and grapefruit leaves could ward off evil spirits.

Ya'er took out a clean and new white bowl, according to her, the bowl used to present the divine water should not be used for eating, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the gods.

She had just walked to the door of the hut with the bowl in hand, when she suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ling Jiang couldn't help but ask curiously, looking at her like this.

"It's Big White Brother ......," Ya'er said in surprise.

When Ling Jiang heard this, he hurriedly got up from the bed and walked to the door to see that it was really a big white figure, hurrying towards the grass house.

"Brother Dabai, why are you here. Ya'er stepped forward to greet her.

"Ling Jiang, follow me. Da Bai looked at Ling Jiang who was standing at the threshold and said in a deep voice.

When Ling Jiang heard this, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and was about to ask where to go. But Dabai didn't have the time to ask him questions at all, and turned around and left after speaking, as if to say, love doesn't come, it's not me who dies anyway.

Ling Jiang gave him a helpless look, and after saying something to Ya'er, he trotted to follow.

"Did you see any strange people last night?" Ling Jiang came to Da Bai's side and heard Da Bai ask in a deep voice.

Ling Jiang shook his head, "No ......"

"What about the paper figure I put in your pocket?" Dabai asked.

"It's gone since I got home last night......" Ling Jiang replied truthfully.

"Eight, nine, ten. Dabai nodded.

"Da Bai, what the hell is going on?" Ling Jiang asked rhetorically, subconsciously a little panicked in his heart, could it be that all this happened last night was related to the disappearance of the paper man?

"Don't ask what you shouldn't. Da Bai didn't intend to explain it to him, but Ling Jiang also knew that Da Bai did this for his good. To say that when ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they can't wait to hide far away, for fear of dragging themselves into the water.

But Da Bai came to the house to find him in person, which is enough to see that Da Bai really wants to save him, as for whether this can be saved, that is another matter.

Ling Jiang found that Da Bai did not take him to the town, but instead returned to the sea, but this was not a place to worship the sea.

Dabai led him on the beach for half a cup of tea, and a dilapidated temple appeared in front of them.

It seems that no one has come to worship the temple for a long time, the eaves of the temple are woven with dense cobwebs, and the temple door is also covered with dust.

Ling Jiang looked up and saw that on this old plaque, there were four big characters vaguely written: Old Dragon King Temple.

Da Bai gently pushed the door, and a burst of dust kicked up, ushering in a pungent smell in his face, which made Ling Jiang can't help but cover his mouth and nose, and fan both sides with his hands.

The inside of the temple was even more dilapidated, almost a mess, with a table missing a leg, and only half of the burned candles falling to the ground, not to mention the lantern runes, which were in tatters everywhere.

"This was originally a dragon king temple, but one year when there was a big flood, it was flooded three feet. Dabai explained, "The water washed the Dragon King Temple, and he didn't recognize his family, which means that there is no dragon energy in this place, and the Dragon King will not be blessed, and it will be abandoned over time." ”

"Then what are we doing here?" Ling Jiang didn't understand, since it was a useless Dragon King Temple, it wouldn't be useful to come to pray now.

"Keep you alive. Da Bai just said four words and fell silent again.

He walked to the innermost altar, and although the temple was deserted, the wax figure of the dragon king was still there. It was a saint dressed in a yellow robe with a red face and red ears, and on his left and right were two imps with blue and black skins, one holding a pu fan and the other holding a trident.

The four big characters on the head of the wax statue of the dragon king, "the wind and the rain are smooth", are still clearly visible.

The incense burner on the altar was inserted with a yellow incense stick as thick as three fingers, and Da Bai didn't use the fire to fold it, but just blew lightly, and then flicked his index finger, and the yellow incense burned by itself!

Ling Jiang was stunned from the sidelines, this scene was a bit like an old man playing tricks on the street, performing a big stone in his chest.

No matter how powerful the variable trick is, he doesn't dare to come to the dragon lord to spread wild, right?

"Hands outstretched. After lighting the yellow incense, Da Bai turned around and said to Ling Jiang.

Ling Jiang didn't dare to slack off, stretched out the palm of his black hand, his eyes didn't see what was going on, he saw Da Bai's eyes quickly waving his hand, and a piece of rune paper was glued to the palm of his hand.

"Put your hands together and sit cross-legged. Da Bai continued.

Ling Jiang nodded and sat cross-legged on the cold ground.

"From today onwards, for three days, you will come here every day to meditate for half an hour, and no matter what happens, you will not be allowed to say anything. Dabai said, "As long as you can survive three days, you will be fine." ”

"Thank you. Ling Jiang nodded.

Da Bai didn't reply, turned around and left, "I'll wait for you outside, in half an hour, the yellow incense should be almost burning, and you will come out when the time comes." ”

"Good. After Ling Jiang answered, according to Da Bai's request, he put his hands together and quietly stared at the wax figure of the Dragon King.

At first, he was a little panicked, after all, it was always uncomfortable to be alone in this mysterious place. But the thought of Da Bai waiting outside made me feel much more relieved. Da Bai may also be afraid that something will happen to him, so he will wait on the sidelines.

Half an hour is not long, and it is not short, but it is still quite boring to do nothing quietly.

Ling Jiang wanted to doze off after a while, but fortunately, it was cold here, and he immediately returned to his original form as soon as he became sleepy. I don't know if it's an illusion, but he actually saw that the little ghost next to the dragon king was slowly fanning the wax figure, and the other little ghost seemed to be whispering something.

But when he blinked and looked again, the imp was standing motionless. In this regard, Ling Jiang had no choice but to sigh helplessly, there have been many strange things in the past two days, and he has begun to get used to it a little.

Ling Jiang sat here for half an hour, and he didn't hear any strange sounds, he confirmed that the yellow incense on the incense burner had burned out, and just as he was about to get up, he found that the temple door had been pushed open.

The sudden voice made his heart tremble, and he quickly looked back and saw that it was Da Bai.

"You can go. Dabai said, "There are still a few yellow incense sticks behind the wax figure, you can bring a fire fold tomorrow to light it, and you can leave when the incense is extinguished." ”

"Hmm. Ling Jiang replied and walked out with Dabai.

The moment he walked out of the temple, it was already noon, the sun shone on him, there was an indescribable comfort, and the cold feeling on his left hand seemed to be reduced a little.

"Big White ......" On the way back, Ling Jiang spoke.

Say. ”

"Well, thank you for your help this time. Ling Jiang said gratefully.

"Don't thank me. Da Bai said, "Uncle Nine entrusted you to me, if you want to thank Uncle Jiu in the future, you can thank Uncle Jiu yourself." ”

"Uncle Nine......" When Ling Jiang heard this, he subconsciously wanted to ask about Uncle Nine, but after thinking about it, even if he asked Dabai, he wouldn't say it, so it was better to shut up honestly. What does it mean to have fate?

"Could it be that Uncle Nine has already left Pinghai Town?" Listening to Dabai's meaning, it seems that he will not come back in a short time...... "Ling Jiang thought to himself.

Not far from the beach, they saw a middle-aged man in a gray cloth coarse coat running towards them with a hurried expression.

"Dabai, why did you come here, the people on the street have been looking for you for a long time. The man said as he panted out of breath.

"What's wrong?" Da Bai immediately asked.

"The old Guo family in Zhendong...... I heard that it was, and it was a fraud...... Trick the corpse!"