my God

As Song Yan walked down the mountain, he asked the crow on his shoulder: "Do you want to go with me? What about the temple? What if the weasels go back to make trouble again?"

The crow snorted disdainfully: "That's just right, it's all burned!"

Song Yan: "..." It really is a hard stubble!

It is said that Huang Xian is not easy to mess with, but in fact, the mountain gods in their temples are not easy to mess with!

After coming down the mountain, Song Yan ran towards Xiaohougou.The crow thought he was running too fast, so he flew into the air and followed him unhurriedly.

After running for more than 20 minutes, he finally arrived at the village entrance of Xiaohougou. Song Yan stopped, panting slightly, and took out a paper talisman.

The crow landed on him again and asked, "Why?"

"Look for my master!" Song Yan said while taking hair out of a paper bag.

"I know where he is." The crow squinted at him and said proudly.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then continued to curl those hairs into the paper talisman, and at the same time replied: "First try whether my talisman works, and if it doesn't work, I will trouble you!"

He clamped the rolled talisman with his sword fingers, and then chanted a mantra to sense it carefully.After a while, he chose a direction and walked quickly.The crow didn't make a sound. Obviously, Song Yan had found the right direction.

When turning into an alley, there was a faint stench in the air.

Song Yan covered his nose and said, "It must be inside! The smell is made of yellow leather!"

The weasel's scent gland is really a super invincible "chemical weapon", it stinks to death!

The crow spread its wings and flew into the sky in an instant.As if it was afraid that its body would be contaminated with a bad smell, it also flew around in the sky quickly, trying to wash away the smell on its body with the air current.

But Song Yan couldn't escape. Enduring the pungent smell, he shouted loudly: "Master! Master! I'm Song Yan! Where are you?"

With a creak, the door of a family in the innermost alley opened, and a man came out and asked, "Song Yan? Why are you here?"

"Master!" Song Yan was sure that the person in front of him was not Huang Pizi pretending this time, because the talisman in his hand was very sensitive.He immediately ran towards Daoist Yang.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in the temple honestly?" Although Daoist Yang said so, he was still very happy to see Song Yan. Did you encounter any accidents?"

"Master, I'm fine!" Song Yan hurriedly reported safety first, and then continued, "The temple was surrounded by a group of yellow skins just now, but they were all chased away by the mountain god. I also met yellow skins when I went down the mountain. The mountain god sent me here!" After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the crow in the sky.

"Go, let's talk in the house!" After Yang Daochang pulled him in, he locked the door and led him into the house.

The woman who had been unconscious during the day had already woken up at this time, but her face was pale and weak. She and the three male relatives were all sitting on the kang, and the faces of the four were obviously worried and frightened.

Daoist Yang briefly told Song Yan about the situation on their side.

When he came over in the afternoon, Daoist Yang used a spell to find the body of the yellow skin.If yellow skins want to attach to people, they will not be too far away from the target, and then sneak in when the target's physical condition is not good, so they are generally hidden in hidden places near the target's home.This yellow leather child was hidden in the firewood pile in the backyard.

When Daoist Yang found there, he found out that the yellow skins were not a single one, but a pair!One lost its soul and died, while the other ran away immediately when it saw someone approaching.

Generally, if you encounter a pair of snakes and weasels, you either don’t hit them, or kill them all, otherwise the other one will definitely come back for revenge.Daoist Yang didn't have time to make a move, and the other one had long since disappeared.

He estimated that this matter would cause a big disturbance at night, so he had to make preparations in advance.First, he burned the dead yellow skin with talisman paper and firewood, then quickly drew several talismans, and pasted them on the three inner and outer gates and the walls of the four courtyards.This alone was not enough, he ordered the woman's younger brother to go to the neighbor's house to shovel a lot of goose droppings and sprinkle them under the door and the courtyard wall, and he also borrowed a few geese to walk around in the courtyard.

As soon as the evening arrived at Haishi, there was a sudden strong wind outside, and then there were countless wailing sounds.The whimpering of the wind and the mournful cry made several people in the room shudder, their hair standing on end!

"Give back my husband's life! Give me back my husband's life!" A woman kept wailing, not only crying for mourning, but apparently demanding her life.

Several people in the room heard it and trembled with fear.They never expected such consequences, just like the girl's father said: "If I knew it earlier, what would I do if I gave it a few chickens?"

Daoist Yang reassured everyone: "Don't be afraid, they can't get in! Even if they get in, I'm still there! Don't be afraid!"

The woman's younger brother whispered: "But they kept crying, and I was so anxious when I heard them, it was so uncomfortable!"

Yang Daochang explained: "They have cast a magic spell, so you can hear what it wants you to hear. As long as you are not afraid, you will be fine. It's just a group of animals that know magic spells, so don't worry."

That being said, ordinary people are not as firm and cultivated as Daoist Yang, and they are still afraid after hearing the cry for a long time.

Daoist Yang was afraid that if any of them couldn't bear to open the door and run out, all previous efforts would be in vain, so he came up with a way-knock on the copper basin.

When the woman got married, her uncle gave her a copper washbasin. Seeing that it was the right size, Daoist Yang took it into the house, and while beating it with a rolling pin, he shouted outside: "You can forgive the sins of the sky, but you can't live with your own sins! Stealing is not reversible." People, go to hell early and don't cry for injustice!"

The sound of the copper basin was very loud, and quickly covered the crying outside, which relieved a lot of people in the house and stabilized their emotions a lot.

After midnight, the outside sound suddenly disappeared.Daoist Yang stopped knocking on the basin for a while, and he listened carefully to the movement outside, in case those Huang Xian played any more tricks.He calculated that Zishi and Choushi were the most rampant time for the monsters, and there were still four hours to bear, so he had to make it through no matter what, otherwise the four ordinary people in this room would be in danger.

He was concentrating on his guard when suddenly someone outside the door called Master and said he was Song Yan.

Daoist Yang didn't dare to go out immediately for fear of being cheated, but first calculated with his fingers, and found that the apprentice was indeed looking for him, so he hurried out to open the door.

Opening the door, a thin old lady appeared at the door. Her skin was pale, her face was wrinkled, her eyebrows were sparse, and her eyes were so small that there was only a slit left.Daoist Yang had just seen this man's face clearly, when the old lady suddenly stretched out her hand like a dead wood and grabbed his heart.

Oops, fooled!It turned out that it wasn't Song Yan who was yelling outside the door just now, but an old yellow leather man pretending to be it!

Yang Daochang's movement was extremely fast, he immediately blocked it, and then dodged backwards to close the door.But the old goblin had been prepared for a long time, put a crutch into the door and stepped on it with his foot, making the door unable to close.

Daoist Yang knew that if he was allowed to enter the hospital at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

After all, he is a Taoist priest who has practiced for more than 20 years and has formed the alchemy. How can he be easily controlled by an old goblin?He quickly made seals with his hands, and silently recited a mantra, and in the blink of an eye, another Daoist Yang appeared faintly behind him.

"Incarnation outside the body!" The old goblin couldn't help but screamed.

Yang Daochang has formed the upper alchemy, and naturally he will also develop the kung fu of the Yangshen. As for how to refine the Yangshen, it depends on his personal will and ability.After he appeared in danger, the Yang God appeared, and saw that the Yang God grew when he saw the wind, and he became several feet tall in the blink of an eye, and the height of the gate tower was less than his hips.

Standing behind Yang Daochang, the giant "Yang Daochang" bent down across the gate, and instantly slapped the old lady with a palm.

The old lady was terrified, she stepped back more than ten meters in an instant, barely avoiding the palm.Although the Yang God seems to be real but it is false, but the Yang God's attack is all mana, and the consequences are much more serious than getting a palm.

Daoist Yang stood on the spot with his eyes closed, all five senses came from Yangshen.Seeing that the blow was missed, he quickly asked Yangshen to strike a second palm.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old lady immediately recalled her crutches, and before the shadow of her palm fell, she turned into a white-haired and yellow-skinned child and ran away.

Daoist Yang saw it fleeing, but he didn't dare to chase after it. After taking back the Yangshen, he immediately closed the gate and put the iron bolt on it.

Seeing that the door was closed tightly, he leaned against the door panel and panted non-stop, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat instantly.He forcibly returned the surging qi and blood pressure, worked hard for a few breaths to breathe steadily, and finally his face was not so pale.

He hadn't started this kung fu of incarnation outside of the body for a long time, and he hadn't reached the level of proficiency in using his arms and fingers. Just now, he forced two palms, which almost shook the foundation of his years of cultivation.If the old Huang Pizi dodged the palm and directly attacked his body, then his life would hang by a thread.Fortunately, with his calm face just now, he had fooled that cunning old goblin.

Afraid of scaring the few people in the room, he adjusted at the door for a while before walking towards the door.As a result, after walking a few steps, I heard someone shouting at the entrance of the alley: "Master! I'm Song Yan! Where are you?"

Daoist Yang couldn't help being taken aback, and said to himself: Is this real or fake?He did figure out just now that Song Yan left the mountain temple and came this way, but he didn't know if Huang Pizi was pretending again this time.He didn't open the door directly, but climbed up the wall to look at the entrance of the alley, only to see Song Yan holding the talisman paper in one hand, and covering his nose with the other, looking around.

It's definitely not Huang Pizi who hates the smell, and Huang Pizi doesn't know the spells they sent, this time it was really his apprentice who came here!

After listening to Master's narration, Song Yan looked at him worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "Master, how is your health? Are you seriously injured?"

"Fortunately," the master was afraid that he would be worried, and smiled while reaching out to touch his head. "Fortunately, you brought the master's magic weapon, otherwise the master will have to work hard!"

Daoist Yang took the sword handed over by Song Yan, took the sword out of its sheath for inspection, put the sword behind his back, and said solemnly: "There is still a long time before Li Yinshi, and our master and apprentice have a tough battle to fight!"

Song Yan still has a magic weapon left in his hand, which is a dust whisk made of black horsetail.He flicked the whisk to the crook of his left arm, and at the same time made a tactic with his left hand, looking out the window.

"Master, disciple is not afraid! Disciple will clean up those animals with you!"