Chapter 209: A Strange Fire

After hearing the name given by the old man, the dwarf old man exclaimed "ah" and sat on the ground...

Maybe he doesn't know who Hu Qi is, but the great shaman Hu Guangcheng of the shamanic sect, that is the number one person among the five shaman tribes and earth immortals, who dominates the five tribes and earth immortals in the world, although it is only entrenched in the northeast, its power is probably only weaker than Buddhism, and then go to other places!

The old man of the dwarf thought to himself, since he is the grandson of the great shaman Hu Guangcheng, then he is also the young shaman of the shamanic religion! The future heir of the shamanism, if what this kid said is true, then he can be regarded as a big basket today!

"Hmph! You say you're a young shaman, you're a young shaman? I also said I'm Zhang Tianshi! What proof do you have to prove that you're a young shaman?"

"Presumptuous!" the Bai family's Dharma Protector Earth Immortal shouted angrily, and the frightened dwarf old man trembled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man pouted and joked: "Oops... You don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, come on, come on! This shaman will give you a long insight today!"

After saying that, he took out two things from the treasure bag.

As soon as he took it out, the dwarf old man's small eyes glared at the boss again, and exclaimed: "King Wen's drum! You are really Hu Guangcheng's grandson!?"

The old dwarf man unconsciously took two steps back, his eyes full of panic and fear that had stabbed the hornet's nest...

"How is it? Do you still suspect that this Wen Wang Drum Immortal Whip is a fake, otherwise I will use this Immortal Whip to tickle you?"

"No, no, no!" The dwarf old man took two steps back again, and squeezed out a cheap smile and said: "Little fairy dare not Xiao Xian dare! This King Wen drum and the whip of chasing immortals are both magic weapons in the era of the gods, and they are specially aimed at the artifacts of the earth immortals! As soon as the drum of King Wen sounds, the immortals in Fang Yuan's place must appear to serve their lives, once they are whipped by the immortals, the immortal bones will be broken, and today... Today is the flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't know the family, and the little fairy sees the young shaman!"

The dwarf old man swished and gave a salute to Lao Zhi, but the corner of his eye was still looking at Lao Zhi, for fear that Lao Zhi would suddenly attack him.

Lao Yu was still very satisfied with this result, and couldn't help but start to be complacent, then lit a cigarette, washed it heavily, and continued to say to the dwarf old man: "You are still acquainted, then it will not be difficult for me to teach you a lesson, then I will teach you a lesson as a young shaman in a few days!" After speaking, he put away the drum of King Wen, and walked towards the dwarf old man with a wicked smile on his face with a wicked smile in his hand...

The old dwarf man was about to be frightened when he saw this, and hurriedly asked for mercy, but Lao Yu didn't listen to the dwarf old man's begging for mercy into his ears, and he was still approaching the dwarf old man step by step.

The old man of the dwarf saw that the catastrophe was coming, if the cultivation of hundreds of years was driven out by the immortal whip a few times, not to mention that the immortal bones would be abolished, they would also be cultivated backwards for hundreds of years, which was a torture worse than death for both the monk and the earth immortal!

As the saying goes, a rabbit can bite when it's in a hurry, let alone an old hedgehog who gnaws chicken wings while picking his feet!

The old man of the dwarf saw that he could not adapt to the softness and immediately changed his strategy, and said to the old man urgently: "What can you do if you are a young shaman, the five shaman clans and earth immortals can't go out of the northeast realm according to the rules, and now that they are out of the jurisdiction of the northeast, you can't touch me!"

"Oh! You old miscellaneous hair, you know a lot, and you also know that the shaman five clan earth immortals are only in charge of the northeast realm, but do you know that the five clan earth immortal sect masters are all in the Ma family immortal hall? The world is under the leadership of these five sect masters, today it is not the shaman earth immortal who wants to clean you up, it is your Bai family's ancestor Bai Santai who cleans up the portal! Bai Protector, this old guy belongs to you, you eliminate him on behalf of the Bai family!"

After hearing this, the dwarf old man was frightened, now it is not in the northeast, and the shaman immortal can't control him, but after all, he is a member of the Bai clan, and the hedgehogs in the world all regard the Bai clan leader Bai Santai as their ancestor, not to mention that there are many powerful people, it seems that he is in a catastrophe.

The five Dharma Protector Earth Immortals turned into a few wisps of green smoke and disappeared in place, and they disappeared along with the old dwarf hedgehog sitting on the ground...

Lao Yu pouted his eyes and moved his eyes to the face of the old god stick, and the old god stick was suddenly frightened and full of excitement! Hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing like a chicken running to broken rice...

The next thing is how to scare the old god stick, what to hang up shoes and parade in the streets, throw rotten eggs, admit mistakes in public, and finally go to the police station to surrender...

After the old man called, the crotch of the old god stick dripped yellow liquid, it seems that this old guy has been a little hot recently.

Seeing that the old god stick was so frightened that he peed his pants, he also received a due lesson, but after all, he was also in his sixties and seventies, and he couldn't help tossing.

In the end, it was decided not to send him to the police station, and when he entered the bureau, he had to eat and live in the public's house, which was cheaper for this old guy. Let him close the door, take the black money for so many years and go home to retire, don't come out to cheat money again in the future, otherwise he will be beaten once.

I don't know if he really knows that he is wrong, or if he is perfunctory to us, anyway, he told us with a handful of snot and tears that he would donate all the money to the Red Cross Society, go to the temple to sweep the floor by himself, be a lay disciple, and never step out of Buddhism again.

The old god stick kept nodding and admitting his mistakes under the civilized education given by the old man, which ended the farce of God's iron mouth, no problem.

As the saying goes, with great ability comes great responsibility, although we think that our ability is the last, but in the eyes of the old lady at this time, it is much more powerful than the old god stick who has been here for decades, and is pulling us to her house to see things at this time.

The old lady also told us some clues along the way, but they were not clues at all! The old lady's wife died thirty years ago, and according to the old man, she forgot her husband's life. Since the death of her husband, she has been widowed, and she has raised her son alone, and when the son is older, he marries a wife and has children. But the reality of the poor family had to let his son and daughter-in-law go to the city to do odd jobs to earn money in addition to farming, leaving only a four-year-old grandson at home.

After getting up yesterday morning, the old lady took her little grandson to work in the field, and went to work for a while, the little grandson suddenly said that his stomach hurt, and the old lady thought that it was early today, and the cool air had not yet dissipated, so he would have a stomachache when he caught a cold, and he would be fine when he went back to boil a bowl of ginger soup to drink. So he carried his little grandson home to boil ginger soup, but before he walked into the yard, he found that the house was smoking, and when he returned to the house, he saw that the little grandson's bedroom was on fire, and the old lady couldn't take care of the little grandson's stomach, so she hurriedly carried water to extinguish the fire, but she just put out the fire in the bedroom, and the kitchen was on fire again, and the old lady hurriedly went to the kitchen again.

In this way, the house caught fire one after another, and the old lady kept carrying water to extinguish the fire, and the neighbors around also came to help.

There may be a reason for the occasional fire in the house, but this series of fires is not so simple, some of the elders in the village said that Chong Ke got something, and asked the old lady to quickly call her son and daughter-in-law back, otherwise there may be an accident. Fortunately, the son and daughter-in-law came back safely, but this evil fire did not stop because of the return of the head of the family.

At night, the little grandson has been lying in the bed, just lying in not long ago, suddenly said that the body is hot, after a while, the little grandson sweated profusely, and then jumped up directly from the bed, but a surprising scene happened. As soon as I lifted the quilt, I snorted, and a fire more than one meter high was strung up in the quilt!

How can there be a fire in the bed? This can frighten the old lady's family, the bed can catch fire, and after a while, no sparks can come out of anyone's pants!

It's just wicked!

Cut and cut off, except for the water tank and swill bucket in the house, there is no fire, and even the wet quilt drying in the yard will smoke for no reason...

Later, the old lady remembered a key clue.

When I got up in the morning to cook, I heard a bang, thinking that maybe my little grandson was playing in the house and accidentally dropped something on the ground, which is a common thing, so I didn't care. When she entered the house with food, she found that the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva on the shrine was lying on the ground, which shocked the old lady.

Rural people are relatively more convinced of gods and Buddhas, and seeing this scene really scared the old lady enough. So I asked the little grandson what was going on, and the little grandson was stumbling for a long time, saying that it was the wind blowing, and the old lady hurriedly burned incense and kowtowed and made offerings, asking Guanyin Bodhisattva for understanding.

After hearing this, the old man in the village slapped his thigh and said bluntly that this was the Bodhisattva's sin, and he had to find someone who understood to come back and recite the Buddhist scriptures.

That's it, there is a joke about the iron mouth of the god in the back.