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Zi Baifeng recruited the "Heavenly Soldiers" because there was no one around him who could use them, and then he ordered the Heavenly Soldiers to take the four dogs away, but he didn't say where he wanted to take them, so the Heavenly Soldiers caught the four dogs to the ancestral shrine.

And without Zi Baifeng's order, the Heavenly Soldier did not let go of the four dogs until the aura accumulated on his body was exhausted and turned into a stone statue again.

And the scene in front of me is too strange.

The ancestor of the Yan clan, the majestic heavenly soldier, stood on the altar, holding a halberd in one hand and one ankle of the four dogs in the other, hanging him upside down in the air.

The other hand of this stone statue was originally placed on the waist, and it was solid, but at this time, it was carrying the four dogs, held flat in front, and the solid palm seemed to grow the ankles of the four dogs, and there was no gap.

"This ...... Is this the manifestation of the ancestors?" Yan Lao Wu muttered in his mouth, if it weren't for the four dogs still hanging in front, I am afraid that he would have knelt down directly.

"Yes...... It's him who ......" The four dogs saw Zi Baifeng and immediately shouted: "He asked the ancestor to take me away...... I don't want to die, I don't want to go to the soldiers, I don't want to die......"

This guy probably thinks that he is hanging here, and if he dies, he will become a heavenly soldier, but where is there such a good thing, don't treat the heavenly soldier as a civil servant.

"Fifth grandfather, save me, save me!" Seeing Zi Baifeng's eyes glaring, the four dogs suddenly barked like cats with their tails stepped on, and asked Yan Lao Wu for help while barking.

Yan Lao Wu turned his head and looked at Zi Baifeng.

"He's crazy. Zi Baifeng spread his hands, "What are you going to do and smash the stone statue's arm off?" Zi Baifeng asked.

Yan Lao Wu's complexion immediately changed: "The statue of the ancestor, how can it be damaged!"

Most of the villagers believe in all ghosts and gods, but they still believe in their ancestors. If you want to offend your ancestors, you actually don't do much on weekdays, but now that your ancestors have just appeared in front of you, what other unscrupulous descendants dare to disobey your ancestors?

"Then sawing off his legs, my father's prosthetic legs made of wood are quite useful!" Zi Baifeng held his chin, "I can ask my father to give you a 50% discount." ”

"Don't, don't!" Hearing Zi Baifeng say this, Sigou immediately howled in fright: "Master Xiucai, Master Xiucai, you say good things to your ancestors, please let your ancestors let me go, I don't dare to offend you anymore, I will pay the taxes immediately when I go back, Master Xiucai! Grandpa Muramasa! Grandpa Zijia! My own grandfather hey!"

He's a gangster, he's always been a bully, if he becomes a cripple, how can those who have been bullied by him in the past still give him a way to live? Besides, he was really scared, and others just didn't know why, he was really carried back by the idol, and then saw with his own eyes how the idol turned from living to stone, and even saw that this idol obeyed Zibai's words.

"Are you really repentant?" Zi Baifeng asked when he saw that he was crying pitifully.

"Repent, repent!" the four dogs nodded repeatedly.

"Then what are you going to do in the future?" Zi Baifeng asked again.

"In the future, grandpa, I will do whatever you ask me to do, you let me go east and not west, you let me beat the dog and I won't pick up the chicken!" The four dogs hurriedly expressed their loyalty.

"Since that's the case, then I'll repair a book and see if this heavenly soldier and general can give me this face. Zibai said, he waved the sleeves of his robe and said to the back: "Bring the paper!"

Everyone was at a loss, looking at him one by one.

Zi Baifeng suddenly felt bored, this group of people really has no eyesight.

Or Yan Lao Wu went back and took his little grandson's pen and paper, and then brushed off the dust on the offering table with his sleeve - the messy footprints on the offering table made the old man also startled, this is really the ancestor himself walked down!

Zi Baifeng spread the paper on the table—it was a very inferior straw paper, and the brush was a little bald, but it could still be used.

"Grinding ink!" Zi Baifeng stood solemnly in front of the idol, staring at the face of the idol without blinking, and said something in his mouth. The four dogs, who were still howling there, didn't dare to make a sound, covering their heads and sucking in like dying fish.

Yan Lao Wu looked left and right, everyone was hiding far away, and they could only grind ink clumsily.

The inferior ink melted in the inkstone, and when Zi Baifeng felt that it was almost over, he pulled the sleeve of his robe with one hand and held a bald pen in the other, absorbing the thick ink, and with a stroke of the pen, the four lines of poetry he had just written suddenly jumped on the paper again.

In fact, at this time, Zi Baifeng was quite worried about one thing, that is, whether his demon cultivation tips could be transmitted through pen and paper.

As his handwriting spread, the aura was injected into the paper, and Zi Baifeng saw with the naked eye that the top of the paper was filled with aura. This is an inferior straw paper, its own carrying capacity is limited, and the light is flickering, and it seems that it is about to explode in the next second.

Zi Baifeng didn't dare to slack off, he put away the pen with his right hand, and an ink mark was like a knife mark running through the entire paper, and then his left hand suddenly grabbed the straw paper, and waved it forward, and the straw paper floated in the wind and flew straight to the statue.

After hitting the idol, the papyrus finally couldn't bear the aura in the ink marks, and let out a loud explosion, turning into pieces of burning confetti and flying out.

Zi Baifeng's eyes widened, he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

The aura in the paper escaped and was directly absorbed by the stone statue, which made a prickly sound, and then in the exclamation of everyone, it really moved.

"Shenjun!" Zi Baifeng clenched his fists, "Although the four dogs are offended, they have already been punished after all, and please spare his life!"

This sentence is too literary, the IQ of the stone statue is obviously not enough, and the eyes carved out of the stone look at Zi Baifeng in a daze.

Zi Baifeng hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Let go!"

As soon as the stone statue's hand was released, the four dogs suddenly fell down with their heads down, and fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't care about being hung upside down in the middle of the night, so he quickly got up and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Thank your ancestors for not killing!"

"Thank you Shenjun!" Zi Baifeng clenched his fists again, "Please also ask Shenjun to drive back!"

Knowing that the IQ of this god monarch was not enough, Zi Baifeng whispered again: "Change back ......"

When Sigou raised his head, he found that Shenjun had changed back to his original majestic posture of holding a halberd in one hand and crossing his waist with the other, and everything before was like in a dream.

Zi Baifeng looked back and was taken aback.

From the inside of the house to the outside, the black pressed the kneeling people, and some curious children looked up curiously, and then were pressed to the ground by the adults of the family, holding their heads and exhaling in pain.

"The ancestors have appeared! The ancestors have taken care of our descendants of the Yan family and have manifested their spirits!" shouted one after another, and I don't know where the Dao came from.

Yan Lao Wu also knelt beside him, but half of his eyes were on Zi Baifeng.

This old man is deaf and blind, and Zi Baifeng's small movements can't escape his ears and eyes, but he is also suspicious now, although he knows that this matter is related to Zi Baifeng, but ......

No one ever said that Zi Baifeng is actually a fairy?

"There's nothing to do with me here...... "Anyway, it's not the ancestor of their family, and it's not Zi Baifeng's turn to kneel, Zi Baifeng raised his feet and walked out of the lu, and walked out of the dense villagers kneeling on the ground, and when he passed by Xiao Shi's side, he kicked him, and then he fled, and it was better to leave the scene as soon as possible.

When I walked outside, I saw my father waiting alone under a tree, and when I saw Zi Baifeng coming out, I was worried: "What happened, what did the ancestor appear?"

How dare Zi Baifeng say nonsense, when the time comes, the father will call out the "monster", and he will not be beaten to death by the passionate Yan family.

Sooner or later, though, Daddy will find out...... Zi Baifeng had a big headache, and told a little about the things inside, and the eyes of the father when he looked at his son suddenly became suspicious again.

"Why do you look at me like that? I've read some legendary books before, and the people on them do this when they invite the heavenly soldiers, and I just draw the gourd ...... the same way."

"It would be nice if our ancestors of the Zi clan could also manifest their spirits back then......" Zijian didn't ask any more, but recalled the great flood that had displaced them in the first place.

This toss, Zi Baifeng didn't want to sleep anymore, so he went directly to the private school, and his father went back to make breakfast, saying that he would help Zi Baifeng send it over later.

Zi Baifeng came to his study and sat there, but he frowned and pondered.

Zi Baifeng didn't know much about his ability to raise demons, and what he did today was just by mistake, and he didn't know how his demon raising tricks worked.

He didn't expect that using paper could really convey the effect of "unification", otherwise, the drama would be smashed, and he was afraid that he would have to go up and write it on the heavenly soldier again.

So he's going to do a test.

He found the straw paper, divided it into palm-sized pieces, and then took the pen and dotted on the first piece of paper, which was a word.

One yuan turned into ink marks, this first stroke, is the beginning of the opening of the world, and the aura contained in it seeped into it and did not disperse for a long time.

Then, Zi Baifeng wrote a word on the second piece of paper. Two, three, four, Wu Lu Qi...... This string of strokes continued, and almost every stroke was more than the previous strokes.

None of these pieces of paper have changed, and apparently a single word is still being accommodated in the straw paper.

It's just that the straw paper itself has no spirituality, and the unification of Zibaifeng is just a means of infusing spirituality and spiritual power, and it does not change the strength of the paper itself, which is like sprinkling seeds, whether it can germinate or not, it depends on the soil. However, the straw paper could not hold its strength, and after a few moments, the aura and spirituality escaped into the air.

After thinking about it, Zi Baifeng threw the pieces of paper aside, took out another piece of paper, took a deep breath, and wrote a big "dragon" character on it.

This stroke, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, like entering the nine skies.

As soon as Zi Baifeng put away his pen, he saw the dragon word on the paper light up, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, straight to Zi Baifeng's face, Zi Baifeng staggered backwards, and the dry yellow straw paper actually curled, and suddenly turned into a dragon, shaking his head and tail, flying out of the window.

The clouds from the dragon wind to the tiger, a smoke drifted from nowhere, shrouded in the paper dragon, as if the dragon was about to ascend to heaven and attain the Tao.

But in the next second, the paper dragon exploded in the air with a snap, turning into a burning rain of fire, which burned out before it fell to the ground.