dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Ziyi Daoist Wu Yongming is one of the top group of powerful people in the Taoist sect of Shenzhou, and at the same time he is enshrined in a special department, so he has sufficient authority naturally.

It's a pity that he is just a dharma body in the shape of a paper crane, and he doesn't carry any documents.

Shenzhou soldiers, children of the people!

He has never made things difficult for his own clansmen, not to mention Hua Jiunan and the others are all very generous.

The non-commissioned officer who led the team saluted a standard military salute: "Register your identity information, and then please go back."

Everyone had no choice but to go back the same way.

Chen Daji wanted to rescue his father, and asked Hua Jiu softly as he walked.

"Boss, shall we go back like this?"

"Can't you just call and find someone?!"

Seeing Hua Jiunan shaking his head with a wry smile, Chen Dage, who did not give up, looked at Taoist Wu Yongming in purple again.

This patriarch of the righteous school can't help it.

"What happened in Liangzhu has a wide impact and has been listed as a first-class event in the sky."

"Old Daoist, I came here in a hurry. I thought I would use this dharma body to go in and investigate quietly, looking for opportunities to rescue the juniors of the master's school."

"Personal behavior has not been authorized by the state."

After hearing this, Chen Dage could only give up, hung his head and stopped talking.

Seeing that his best friend was depressed, Chang Baye immediately jumped on the shoulder of "little shriveled calf" and comforted him softly.

Chen Dage looked at the miniature Chang Baye and suddenly had an idea.

"Baye, Baye, you are not as big as a mouse, if you sneak in, no one will be able to watch."

"Go and see what's hurting our father first, okay?!"

Chang Baye was furious when he heard the words, and took advantage of the "geographical advantage" to slap his tail heavily on Chen Dage's face.

The snap was extremely crisp.

Chang Ba Ye jumped up and wrapped around Hua Jiunan's wrist again, cursing non-stop.

"Little brat, you're cheating on me, aren't you?"

"What's the use of going in by ourselves?! Even a toad can't beat it, who can I beat?!"

......

Before leaving the village, Hua Jiunan was worried that the boots ghost would disturb the people again, so he buried a town hall evil spirit talisman on each of the seven Fengshui points at the entrance of the village.

In order to enhance the efficacy, all the talismans were drawn with the blood of himself and Chen Daji.

Chen Daji muttered while clutching his cut finger.

"Boss, let me tell you, you can't cut your finger with blood in the future, it will still hurt and scar."

"It would be nice to hammer the nose directly..."

Seeing Hua Jiunan's actions, Wu Yongming, the Taoist in purple, nodded repeatedly.

"Blessings are immeasurable!"

"Hua Jiaozhu has great love in his heart. In the future, the two factions you and I should get closer."

Hua Jiu nodded in agreement.

"That's natural. The Liangyi Taoist robe on my body was a gift from Master Zhou back then."

Wu Yongming looked solemn when he mentioned the juniors of the Shimen who were in danger.

"Pindao's real body will come here, and it will take a day or dawn to reach Yuhang."

When Chen Dage heard this, he immediately said "You lied to Yin".

"Wu, Uncle Wu, why are you so fast? You said you can't ride the clouds!"

"Can't you teach us and our boss?!"

The Taoist in purple was taken aback by Chen Dage's words, and then murmured.

"Juzi, this poor man really doesn't know...I came by plane..."

After speaking, he really couldn't stand Chen Daji's resentful eyes, so he blew up his Dharma body with a puff, and disappeared from the spot after flashing light and fire.

Everyone rushed back to the hotel where they stayed, and it was almost midnight.

However, in order to find out what happened in the village, Hua Jiunan decided to "argue" the belly ghost sealed in the compass overnight.

But when the town sealing talisman was torn off, the belly ghost disappeared, leaving only a puddle of foul-smelling black water.

Fatty Zhao studied it carefully for a long time, and finally asked the beggars.

"Senior begging, does the compass you gave me still have this function? The ghost refining inside is gone!"

Chen Daji was even more curious: "So powerful?! It's similar to the bottles of Brother Jin and Brother Yin in Journey to the West!"

The beggars don't know why: how could such a thing happen...

The only "survivor" was gone, and Hua Jiunan and the others had no choice but to rest on their own, waiting for Taoist Wu Yongming in purple to come with his documents.

Nothing happened overnight, but Hua Jiunan actually had a nightmare.

I dreamed of many corpses that had rotted and flowed out of black and smelly corpses, complaining loudly to myself, their faces full of resentment...