"Don't ...... Don't eat me...... I'm not good...... Please......"

Halfway up the slope, Wang Laoshi threw down the hoe with the rabbit tied to it, and ran in a hurry. His eyes were frightened, his expression was panicked, and he screamed and shouted as he ran.

"Assert ......"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Hahahaha...... Ahahaha......"

Three black mist the size of a human head chased after him, and from time to time they let out a shrill laugh, and their hideous faces loomed in the mist.

The laughter fell on the ears, like the tip of a nail grinding on a bone, exuding a chill that was heart-piercing.

Wang Laoshi was in a cold sweat on his back, regretting in his heart, regretting that he should not have coveted the work of two more hoes, coveted this yellow-haired hare, and ignored the village chief's old man's advice to return to the village before dark!

Wang honestly felt that he was too unlucky.

The old people in the village said that our Dingjun Village is barren mountains and mountains, and there are many lonely souls, wild ghosts, evil spirits, and evil spirits. These evil ghosts like to eat human flesh and blood the most, and increase their Taoism, but everyone lives in the village, there are many people with great strength, and after living together, the yang energy is vigorous, and the ghosts dare not approach.

During the day, the yang energy is at its peak and can suppress the evil spirits, but at night, the yang energy weakens rapidly, and you must return to the village.

"Hao Shiduo's guy who came back at night the day before yesterday was fine, why did I, an honest man, encounter this?" Wang Laoshi was sad and indignant in his heart, but he seemed to forget that Hao Shiduo's father in the village was hit by a ghost and was eaten to the point that only skin and bones remained.

Thinking about his wife and children at home, Wang honestly gritted his teeth, looked ahead, and ran up under his feet.

He must not die!

"Soon, soon, as long as you go down this half of the slope, you can immediately reach the entrance of the village, at that time this evil ghost does not dare to approach, I will be saved!"

The evil ghost behind him chased after him, and three black mist flew quickly with Wang Laoshi, dragging a long black tail behind him.

After running for a few breaths, Wang Laoshi went downhill, and in the dim night, many bright windows could be seen not far away.

Wang Laoshi was overjoyed in his heart and clung to this hope.

But when there were still ten zhang away from the entrance of the village, Wang Laoshi was stunned, and with a scream, the whole person fell forward.

plopped, fell out of the way, and the coarse linen clothes covered in an instant were stained with dirt and became tattered. Wang Laoshi's head hit the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the sky whirled, and blood came out of his forehead, cheeks, elbows, and knees, and when he was sober and got up—

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Humans......"

"You can't escape...... Harm my kind......"

"Meat ......"

"Blood ......"

"Eat ......"

In the black mist the size of a human head, there were six green flames burning like eyes, and you looked at me and said a word, and the sound of "sucking and sucking" around Wang Laoshi was like swallowing saliva, and it seemed to be the sound of some kind of animal grinding its teeth.

Wang Laoshi's head was blank, and he instinctively panicked and retreated, moved to the left, and crawled to the right, but these three black fogs blocked all roads in the blink of an eye.

Watching the three black mist shrink into the middle, the range getting smaller and smaller, he knew that he was dying.

Pity...... He had not yet seen his unborn child, and in spite of all the resentment, resentment, and chagrin in his heart, all this, all sorts of things, was about to disappear.

He closed his eyes, and at the same time, the three demons rushed towards him with a strange roar, dragging their long, ethereal tails.

"Eat !!"

At this moment, a red light appeared on Wang Laoshi's head at some point. This bit of red light quickly swelled and became larger, and in an instant, Wang Laoshi was enveloped in it. At this time, the three evil ghosts happened to rush up, and when they saw that the situation had changed, it was too late to evacuate, and they all bumped into Wang Laoshi.

"Ah!!h

I only heard a burst of screams one after another, as sharp as a knife piercing the ears and painful screams, and the three black mist hoarsed and dissipated in the air, turning into scattered ashes, and finally turned into nothing, and then the red light on Wang Laoshi's body also disappeared.

"Let's go...... Gone?" After a while, Wang Laoshi opened his eyes and looked around.

There is no moon in the sky, the stars are twinkling, the general hill next to the half of the slope in the distance, together with the mountains behind it, are like creeping black beasts, and the village behind them is still lit by lights, and there is occasional cooking smoke.

"Thank God, God willing!"

Wang Laoshi almost died, the feeling of being lost and regained, as if he had been reborn, made him full of infinite longing for life, he thanked God for saving his life, thousands of prayers in his heart, tens of millions of thanks, the excitement of that mood, the two lines of tears of the old man burst into tears.

"Where is Wang Laoshi, a villager in Dingjun Village?"

Suddenly, the majestic voice exploded in Wang Laoshi's ears, Wang Laoshi's body was stunned, only to feel that the voice flew down from the sky and fell on him, even if it was so formless and substantial, but the kind of oppression given to him was from the inside out, up and down.

"The villager of Dingjun Village honestly visited the adult, I don't know who the adult is?"

Wang Laoshi pressed his hands on the ground, his eyes were closed, his forehead was knocked on the back of his hands, and he knelt on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Well, don't be afraid. I am the god of the Chiming stove, the house is safe, the people are prosperous, and the protection of Er is my life. There are young and old people in the Gai Nianer family, who are honest and undeceived on weekdays, and are kind to others, so they saved their lives. The majestic and indifferent voice said.

"It's not God...... Wang honestly muttered, and then said in surprise: "It's really my lord, you saved ......"

"Hmph, God doesn't joke. The majestic and indifferent voice was slightly angry.

Wang Laoshi suddenly felt a chill in his heart, his neck shrank, and he immediately knocked his head on the back of his hand: "Yes, yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Hmm-" the majestic and indifferent voice said in a deep voice.

Wang honestly said that the Chiming Stove God saved himself, but he still doubted that now the adults were obviously displeased with such a tone. How can he do this? This is indeed his fault, thinking that although the god of the stove has saved himself, his father, mother, wife and children above him need to support themselves, and if he saves his whole family.

immediately decided to repay the favor: "Great, great...... The small one has something to ask, and dares to ask the adult where the temple is, and the small one is willing to do his best. ”

"Look at the front of the village - Wu Benfeier and other villages worship gods, and it is the young Taoist priest who places my god here. Because when the Taoist priest came, he helped him build a house, so the deity allowed the Taoist priest, and Xu Er waited for peace, and if there was anything to find the Taoist priest in the future, the deity would know. ”

The voice became more and more distant, and it was not until the surroundings were quiet that Wang Laoshi raised his head and was in awe in his heart.

When he got up, Wang Laoshi saw the hoe on the ground in front of him, and there were no fewer rabbits tied to the hoe, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and the secret path must be the manifestation of the god of the stove.

The catastrophe is not dead, and Wang honestly feels that he has not walked in vain.

Raising his eyes to the thatched hut at the entrance of the village, he nodded, if it wasn't for the night, he really wanted to repair it immediately.

After Wang Laoshi left, the door of the thatched house in front of the village squeaked open.

Dongfang Huan, who looked like a young Taoist priest in green clothes, walked out of the temple, he held a carving knife in one hand and an uncarved piece of wood in the other, his eyes looked at the night, looking at the half-way slope in the distance, his brows were slightly furrowed.