Lord, I am such a good person.

Just when Shiran was still happy to get a big house, little did he know that what happened that night finally began to slowly unfold in the city.

[Haze Realm] and [Earthly World] are full of voices discussing relief in both heaven and earth.

And it is not only limited to the city of Cangwu County, but also the secret places and mountains outside the city, and even the counties further away have begun to hear about it.

I'm afraid it won't be long before dawn, and the news of the city god's heroic deeds will spread throughout Wuzhou after he beats the city god violently in the street at night and invites the state pastor to sue the city god.

"The passing geese leave a sound, and the passing wind leaves traces. As long as he has been in my territory of Wuzhou, it is impossible not to leave clues. Check it out for me. I don't believe that this monk really jumped out of the stone!"

"You claim to be from the Slaughter Temple? Why have I never heard of such a sect? Could it be that it is in other states, or somewhere outside the sphere of influence of my human race?"

"Haha, Cangwu, who is so nervous with all the forces, has finally ushered in the first stone that fell into the water. I just don't know how big a wave it will stir up?"

"Go, let's get in touch first. If this guy doesn't know how to show appreciation, I'll kill him."

"..."

Various discussions were happening one after another, affecting the whole body. It seemed that tonight's incident had quietly made the already confusing county and city become undercurrents again.

"I want him dead!"

Incense was lingering somewhere, and a ghost-like roar suddenly sounded in the gloomy palace. Outside the palace, a dense crowd of servants of the gods knelt on the ground with frightened expressions.

In front of a large green cauldron, there was a pool of extremely dark sewage.

Looking closely, I saw that there seemed to be densely packed figures with eyes closed floating in the sewage.

A bloody crescent hung high in the gray sky, looking like a red candle, which was extremely strange.

"Shua~"

Dozens of big hands oozing with black oil suddenly emerged from the depths of the palace, and they inserted themselves into the big cyan cauldron at random.

"Crunch~"

Then there was a creepy chewing sound.

"Shua~"

After a while, another rickety old man suddenly appeared. He glanced coldly at the many figures who still dared not move, and then bent down and saluted deep in the palace.

"Lord City God, that monk has now moved into the mansion built for him by the Dageng people."

"Wow~"

The palace collapsed instantly, and then a pale middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

"Greetings to the Lord City God!"

The face of the kneeling ghost and god servant flashed with joy of surviving the disaster, and then he quickly knelt down and roared.

"My lord, my condolences!"

Seeing that the old man Cheng Huang was extremely weak, he quickly clasped his fists and whispered.

"Hmph, there's no point in saying mourning. I want him to ask the patrol guards to also mourn. Didn't Zhao Anchao look at that monk?

In this case, Lao Liu, go and tell the eunuch that I will agree to the matter as long as he kills the monk. "

"Hiss~ Sir, isn't this seeking skin from a tiger? What if Mr. Zhou Mu finds out?"

"go!"

Seeing the sudden blazing fire in the eyes of the City God, the old man quickly retracted his words, and with a nod, the figure turned into a wisp of mist and disappeared.

"Get out of here, God!"

Then there was a low roar, and the group of ghostly creatures and servants kneeling on the ground disappeared as quickly as if they were receiving amnesty.

When there was no one else in the palace, City God Han Xi's face became cold again, as if the previous pain and hatred had never appeared before.

"Oh, one of the four sons has passed away. He is really a good patrolman. What a great state pastor."

Looking up at the moon,

The hazy blood color fell, reflecting the words "day" and "night" in Han Xi's eyes.

The figure slowly lengthened in the moonlight, looking like a ghost.

………

"Oh, my lord, you have finally come out. All the flowers I have been waiting for have withered."

Within the realm of haze,

The big green cow that was written down in the notebook was full of complaints, and puffs of white air came out of its thick nostrils.

"Haha, Xiao Ben, are you still angry? I saw you chatting happily with those little guys earlier."

An old Taoist with a whisk stuck behind his neck and a drunk face flushed staggered over, raised his hand and patted the big green bull's horns hard.

"Master, give me a bite of this."

Da Qing Niu blew out a rough breath from its nostrils, and eagerly picked up the wine gourd from the old man with its horns, then accurately caught the wine gourd with its big mouth, and then swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

It's strange to say that the gourd is not big, and it looks even smaller in the big green cow's mouth. However, the wine in the wine gourd seems to be endless, and the escaping smell of wine is even more overwhelming. This small alley was foggy.

"Hiccup~"

It wasn't until Daqingniu let out a satisfied belch that the old Taoist pulled the gourd back and poured a sip into his mouth.

"Hey, it still tastes the same as before, so cool!"

The old Taoist shook his Taoist robe, his face full of satisfaction.

"Paji~"

Although Da Qingniu was over the alcohol addiction, there was a look of disgust on his face.

"The water the wine girl has soaked her feet in tastes better than this thing."

"Haha, you're a weakling with a mouth that doesn't know what to say. Be careful of the day when you suffer a big loss because of this mouth."

Hearing this, the big green cow curled his lips in disdain and shook the pair of big horns vigorously.

"Ha, what am I afraid of? Our old cow is your mount. If you hit me, wouldn't it be a slap in your face?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist slapped the big green cow on the head in a funny manner, and then he slid onto the cow's back.

However, just when one man and one cow were preparing to leave the haze realm, the old Taoist seemed to have discovered something. A pair of hazy eyes looking towards the outside of the city suddenly revealed a glimmer of light.

"Huh? Why is the great monk here too?"

"Who? Sir, which great monk are you talking about?"

"Let's go meet him."

Patting the horns of the bull, the old man pointed in a random direction. The next moment he saw the big green bull with clouds rising from all four hooves, and disappeared into the haze in one step.

At this moment, the aura exuded by the big green bull is still the first-level Qi-entraining that Shi Ren has seen before. It is clearly a terrifying monster whose cultivation has reached the fourth level.

………

"Wow~"

in the mountains,

I saw an old monk with white eyebrows and an iron chain walking down the mountain step by step.

The iron chain on his body fell like a soft monk's robe, sliding gently on the bluestone floor with the breeze.

"Moo~"

With a cow's cry, the green cow and the old Taoist who were in the haze realm suddenly appeared in front of the white-browed old monk.

"Hey, what kind of wind actually blew Monk Kongse from [Tiekan Temple] to Cangwu?"

On the back of the cow, the old man waved hello casually with his face flushed.

"Amitabha, fellow metaphysics, long time no see. Not to mention old monk, didn't you also come to Cangwu, Wuzhou?"

With a smile on his face, the old monk slowly bowed his head to one man and one cow.

Qingniu looked up blankly,

I saw that the mountain peak that originally towered into the sky had long since disappeared, and behind the old monk, there seemed to be a bloody stream winding down.