Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"Has the police never found any clues?"

The old man shook his head and said nervously: "The old man suspects that dirty things did it."

"Dirty things? Where does this start?"

If it's evil things like ghosts and zombies, they will rush up if they catch someone.

Don't kill people, only pick animals to start.

Cheng Fan didn't think it looked like it, and nine out of ten it should be artificial.

The old man said in a panic, "Master Daoist, you don't know. Our Lilong Village was originally considered not to pick up things on the road, and not to close the door at night."

"But I don't know why recently, there have been a lot of gossip in the village. Some people said that he heard his name being called when he was walking at night, and some people said that he saw Fa Xiao who had been dead for many years."

"I didn't believe it at first, but one night, when I got up at night, I saw a doll squatting in the corner. It was green and scary!"

"During the day, I had the courage to go there and have a look, but there was nothing there. Do you think it's scary?"

The old man said with lingering fear.

When talking about the doll in the corner, he made some gestures, as if he was telling a lie.

Cheng Fan opened his sky eye, took a closer look, and found something tricky.

The doll was actually a paper doll with a small green light stuck inside its body.

A caring person held the switch in his hand, and when the old village chief got up at night, he turned on the light, and it became like that.

It seems that there are no ghosts, but villains.

Cheng Fan said softly: "I already know the purpose of everyone's visit. It's still early today, and when night falls, I will go to Guicun personally, how about it?"

"This……"

Everyone looked at Cheng Fan eagerly, obviously not wanting to wait until night.

"According to what you said, ghosts don't come and go during the day, they only act at night. Even if the poor Taoist is gone now, they will only be in vain, so why waste everyone's time?"

Hearing what Cheng Fan said, all the villagers could only nod their heads and wait patiently.

At this time, all the villagers thanked him again and again, and then planned to collect some money and hand it over to Cheng Fan as incense money.

Cheng Fan shook his head, smiled lightly and said, "No need, Dishui Temple never collects incense money, so please take it back. If you want to, then offer incense sticks to the Daoist Sanqing."

As he spoke, he pointed to the desk beside him, on which stood the incense candles that Cheng Fan had prepared.

Each person has three sticks, which are all divided in advance.

"This……"

A few villagers, you look at me, and I look at you.

Seeing that Cheng Fan didn't accept money, he didn't know what to do for a while.

The old village chief stood up, straightened his face, and bowed tremblingly to Cheng Fan.

"The old man heard that the Dishui Temple does not charge incense money. He thought it was just a false name, but he didn't expect it to be true. Thank you, Taoist priest!"

Cheng Fan couldn't bear it, he quickly supported the old man's arm.

"Old man, there is no need to do this. This is what the poor should do."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

All the villagers also bowed, and then took the incense candles that Cheng Fan had prepared, and respectfully lit the incense.

"Daozhang, you must come at night!"

The villagers supported the old man and looked at Cheng Fan eagerly.

Cheng Fan smiled and nodded, watching everyone go down the mountain.

After finishing all this, Cheng Fan came to the backyard to inspect the results of Xu Huan's tidying up for a long time.

In the yard, seven or eight mops were running around, and more than a dozen rags were hovering in the air. Most of the water stains in the yard had been wiped dry.

Xu Huan squeezed his sword fingers, and actually used the mop and rag as a flying sword, and practiced the skill of controlling the sword.

"Yes, it's kind of interesting."

Cheng Fan nodded.

Orderly in chaos, timely fill in leaks.

Xu Huan can control so many flying swords with distraction, it seems that she has the talent of practicing sword formation.

It's a bit of a big deal for one person to form an array!

It is not impossible for Wan Jian to return to the sect after practicing to the depth.

"Master, you are here."

Xu Huan puffed his mouth and said angrily.

"Let me see if you are not lazy. You have done well. You can try to learn the content of the sword array."

Cheng Fan smiled lightly.

"I've been watching it. I've learned a move in Xiaosancai's sword array, 'Floating Wind and Thunder'. It's very powerful. Do you want to try it, Master?"

Xu Huanyue said eagerly, the mop and rag had already flown over before he knew it.

Cheng Fan said with a dry smile: "Just look at it, you are very talented. Uh, there are pilgrims coming, I will go to receive them first."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Fan's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

In the next second, several flying mops passed his original position.

Chapter 324 Experience, Guiyuan Sword Formation

In the evening, Cheng Fan took Xu Huan to Lilong Village to find out.

Cheng Fan knew that all of this was man-made, so he asked Xu Huan to come forward and hide himself in the dark to paralyze the people behind the scenes.

"Hi village chief, I'm from Dishui Temple, and I'm here to investigate under the order of my teacher."

The old village chief and several villagers were stunned when they saw the fresh and beautiful Xu Huan in Taoist robes.

Then began to whisper:

"Why didn't the priest come by himself?"

"This little girl looks pretty in the film, she looks like a child. But we are hunting ghosts, is she reliable?"

"I'm afraid you just sent someone to perfuse us?"

When the village chief heard this, his expression darkened.

Angrily scolded: "Shut up for me! They don't charge money for the Dripping Temple, so why waste time entertaining us?"

"Haven't you heard much about the miracles of the Dishui Temple? The old man's ears are almost callused. Could it be ordinary people who come out of there?"

"Anyway, the ghosts in our village are not very powerful, so we can only kill chickens, ducks and livestock. I think this Taoist priest will do it!"

Xu Huanjing stood aside, smiling without saying a word.

Cultivators have keen five senses, and the voices of these villagers are not low, and they can hear every word in their ears.

Others are nothing, I am far from being able to compare with the master.

But what the hell is this good birth?

Does that mean I'm fat? !

There was a hint of murderousness in Xu Huan's smile.

Seeing that the villagers were discussing endlessly, Xu Huan interrupted: "Everyone, please go home. It is better for Pindao to investigate alone. Try not to come out during the period, so as not to accidentally hurt yourself!"

When it comes to "accidental injury", I deliberately added the accent.

All the villagers suddenly felt chills down their spines, nodded their heads hastily, and scattered like birds and beasts.

Seeing Xu Huan's half-smile expression, the old village chief suddenly understood what he was saying, and said goodbye embarrassingly.

Xu Huan found a secluded place and sat cross-legged, releasing his consciousness to cover the entire village.

"Cultivation is not just meditation. Experience and fighting skills are also an important part. Tonight is an exam for you as a teacher. You can decide everything by yourself. Just pretend that I am not here."

Cheng Fan's words echoed in Xu Huan's ears.

I thought to myself: I should take care of myself and share the master's worries.

Back then, she started to walk in the cultivation world when she practiced Qi at the third or fourth level, but now she is getting more and more confused.

If one cultivates with such a mentality, it will be even more difficult to break through the foundation-building stage.

Xu Huan slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

No matter what, you must perform well tonight!

……

Cheng Fan hid in the sky, looking down at the village.

It's quite like the three of them laughing at his cave battle at all ages.

Just then, the villain enters the scene.

Cheng Fan looked over and saw a guy who looked like a homeless man, pushing a small cart, slowly approaching Xu Huan.

He looked very sloppy on the surface, but the faint yin on his body betrayed him.

Cheng Fan didn't point it out, but read on quietly.

The man was slowly pushing the cart, and every trash can on the side of the road would not let it go.

When you see cans and bottles, you throw them on the ground, crush them with your feet, and then pick them up and put them on the cart.

The movements have been tempered and honed, and no one can see the slightest clue.

While scavenging waste, the homeless man quietly observed Xu Huan, his breath restrained to the extreme.

"It's really a little girl, I don't know how much she weighs."

The tramp breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to slack off.

There is no way, the name of Dishui Temple in Wuzhen Mountain is too big, so big that he dare not offend him at all.

"Hey, I can't afford to mess with the younger ones... 36 tricks, slip away!"

The homeless man shrugged, and silently pushed the cart around Xu Huan.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan was a little dumbfounded.

Xu Huan didn't seem to realize that that homeless man was her target tonight.

Do you want to tap her?

Cheng Fan was a little entangled, and she agreed to practice, but she didn't even find the goal...

At this moment, a ray of Yin Qi floated past and flew towards the homeless man's position.

"Got you!"

Xu Huan's eyes lit up suddenly, and with a urge of mana, he sacrificed a three-foot green front, splitting into three swords and shooting them out with light.

"Oops!"

The homeless man secretly complained.

This nima has not yet entered the Tao, but has already learned the sword and light differentiation?

But he didn't think much about it, gave up covering up, and ran straight towards the cloud of Yin Qi.

puff!

A bloody spray shot out.

In order to protect this ray of yin, the homeless man forcibly received a sword light from Xu Huan.

Xu Huan was shocked and angry, her pretty face was frosty.

The vagabond had hidden himself so deeply that he had tricked her.

If it weren't for a ghost that appeared out of nowhere, she would have missed her target tonight.