my God

One second, Song Yan held Fuchen in his hand and put on a posture of living and dying with his master, but in the next second his expression suddenly changed.

"By the way, Mountain God!" After entering the house for a long time, he finally remembered this, "It's still outside!"

Song Yan hurriedly ran out of the room and looked up to the sky, but there was no crow?

Could it be that you were angry, so you went back?Song Yan scratched his head regretfully.If there is a mountain god, they don't have to be afraid of those yellow skins coming to make trouble again, but unfortunately, the mountain god was angered by him.

Daoist Yang also followed, and asked in a low voice, "Did it go back?"

"It should be." Song Yan smiled wryly.

"Go back to the house first." Daoist Yang ordered.After Song Yan came in and closed the door again, he asked, "You just said that the weasel also went to the temple to make trouble?"

Song Yan told Master everything that happened in the temple and when he went down the mountain.

After thinking for a while, Daoist Yang said: "It seems that they deliberately divided their troops into two groups. One way went to stop the mountain god, and the other side attacked our side. Seeing that the opponent who was not the mountain god had no choice but to retreat, and when they saw that you wanted to go down the mountain to help, they went again. Stop you, at the same time, an old goblin here pretends to be you to lure me out..." He suddenly thought of something, his expression froze.

"What's the matter, master?" Song Yan asked quickly when he sensed something was wrong.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much..." Although Yang Daochang said so, his expression was still dignified.

The two masters and apprentices were talking in the kitchen when they heard a whirring sound from outside. The masters and apprentices opened the door and looked out, only to see a man jumping in from the wall, and then pointed at the paper pasted on the wall. Fu went.

"broken!"

The master and the apprentice hurriedly chased after the man, but it was too late, the man had already peeled off the paper talisman because of the proximity.

That is the exorcism talisman that Daoist Yang pasted on the walls of the four courtyards, and all demons and ghosts are not allowed to get close.The man was obviously sent to fetch the talisman after being deluded. Now that the talisman paper fell into his hands, he instantly woke up.

"Why am I here?" He blinked blankly.

Song Yan and Yang Daochang looked at him with sullen faces, and they were silent.

"Hey, isn't this Lin Youcai's house? Who are you?" The man looked around and asked, but the two remained silent when he met him. He scratched his head and muttered, "I remember I went to the toilet, why did I run away?" Here it is..."

Before he finished speaking, there were rustling and various scratching and hoarse sounds from the wall. Several people looked for the sound, and saw many slender animals appearing on the wall in an instant.

Since the strange man was the closest to the wall, after seeing this scene, he screamed in fright and immediately backed away.

Yang Daochang had already pulled Song Yan behind him, and at the same time pulled his right hand toward the back, the sword was out of its sheath, and the moonlight reflected the coldness of the sword.

The strange man looked at Daoist Yang's master and apprentice, then at the dozens of yellow skins on the wall, and then at the talisman in his hand, and suddenly realized that he had participated in a remarkable event.He was so frightened that his legs trembled, he wanted to ask but he didn't dare to speak out, he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Give me the talisman!" Song Yan glanced at him and reached out to ask for it.

Daoist Yang stopped him and said, "Give him the talisman, or he will be able to go back."

Only then did Song Yan remember this incident, and he withdrew his hand and said to the man, "Hurry up, go through the gate, we won't be able to protect you if it's too late!"

"Hey!" The man agreed, walked like flying, opened the door and ran away.

Daoist Yang saw that there were no outsiders in the courtyard at this time, and he knew that these yellow-skinned people could no longer be stopped, so he shouted at them: "Don't deceive people too much! If you dare to hurt someone's life, first ask me if I can answer this sword!" Promise!" He turned over the long sword in his hand and drew a sharp sword flower.

"You hurt two lives of my descendants, so you have to pay me back two lives!" A white-haired, thin old lady walked in through the open gate, staring closely at Daoist Yang and his disciples with slit-like eyes. .This demon was the old Huang Pizi who had fought against Daoist Yang before.

"That's not how the account is calculated!" Song Yan clenched the whisk in his hand, walked out from behind the master and replied loudly, "One of your descendants hurt the peasant woman and was killed by us, but your other descendant was trespassing. The temple was burned to death by the mountain god because it disrespected the mountain god, so don't blame us!"

"It's all caused by you!" The old lady's slit eyes were shining brightly, and her tone was also domineering, "You master and apprentice are persecuting my descendants of the Huang family because of your cultivation, I will definitely not forgive you today!"

After the old lady finished speaking, she stretched out her sharp claws and grabbed Daochang Yang.She looked old and frail, but her figure was extremely agile, and she threw herself in front of Yang Daochang in an instant.

Yang Daochang remained calm in the face of danger, and immediately swung his sword to meet him, and a man and a monster fought together in an instant.

Song Yan knew that this level of fighting was not something he could participate in, so he kept a close eye on the other yellow-skinned children to prevent them from sneaking up on Master.

At some point, a white-haired yellow skin appeared on the top of the wall, and Song Yan recognized at a glance that it was the leader of the weasel that appeared in the temple.After it roared a few times, several weasels jumped down from the wall without the paper talisman, and surrounded Song Yan and Daoist Yang.

Song Yan immediately swung his fly whisk at the weasel that was closest to him, and after hearing a scream, the weasel immediately hid aside and licked its wounds, never daring to come again.Song Yan saw that although the whisk couldn't kill the weasel, it would rip the flesh apart, so he rounded the ponytail and lashed at the weasels around him one by one.

It's a pity that there are too many weasels, and a few of them jumped on Daoist Yang to bite him.While dealing with the old goblin, Daoist Yang knocked off the weasel on his body. He was in a hurry and was in a critical situation.

Song Yan didn't dare to wave his whisk at the weasel on Master's body, for fear of accidentally hurting Master, he was extremely anxious.When he was really helpless, he suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed: "Shenjun, save me!"

The mountain god is the main god enshrined in their temple, and he should bless them. Moreover, the two weasels that died also died in the hands of the mountain god.

"Wow—" A crow sounded from the sky.

The people in the yard and the weasel stopped and looked up, and saw a crow circled in the air under the moonlight, then flew down to the ridge of the roof, and then scanned the people and demons below with sharp eyes.

"You're here!" Song Yan waved at it happily, but the crow gave him a blank look, as if he was not familiar with him at all.

The old lady stopped pestering Daoist Yang, took a few steps back, looked at the crow on the roof and said, "You are just enshrined in a temple built by a few humans, and you really think you are a mountain god in this area? Now the city gods don't How many are left, where did the mountain god come from? It’s just an old raven who has only become a spirit, what kind of spectacle do you put in front of the old man?”

The crow obviously squinted its eyes, and the next second saw its wings flutter, and dozens of black feathers shot at the old lady.

The old lady quickly dodged, her movements a little awkward.She cursed angrily: "Old man, don't deceive people too much! It is reasonable for me to seek justice for my descendants. If you stop me, you will be punished by heaven!"

"Hmph!" The crow looked at her contemptuously, and said coldly, "Old man, do the math for her!"

"Yes!" Daoist Yang responded immediately, and then looked at the old lady with a serious tone, "A few days ago, a weasel came to this house to steal chickens, but was driven away by the mistress. Forcibly attached to its body, although this weasel was executed by us, the hostess will definitely not be able to keep the fetus! Even if one life pays for another life, how can the hostess be compensated for the innocent disaster?"

The old lady narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips in silence.

"I'll settle the second bill with you!" Song Yan said, "That yellow-skinned boy of yours refuses to support himself, and even caused trouble if he failed to steal the chicken. Trouble in the temple! The mountain god's kindness is only a deterrent, but in the end, a weasel who knows no good or evil insists on breaking into the courtyard, and even tries to hurt the mountain god. Being burned to death by the mountain god is also his own death!"

The old lady didn't want to just admit it, she refused to accept it and said: "They are young and ignorant, and they are not guilty of death! You can show mercy, but you insist on killing them all. That's not what you say when you are soft-hearted!"

"Old man, you are so shameless!" Crow yelled, "Can you hide your stupid beasts from your little tricks, and can you hide it from me? You are just dying, and you want to take the opportunity to eat those who have repaired it." It’s just for being a stinking old way, so as to prolong life and rejuvenate, what kind of justice are you talking about with me?!”

The old lady's expression froze, and her face turned blue, as if her mind had been punctured.

When Song Yan heard that the old goblin came for the master's flesh, he immediately said angrily: "Well, you hypocritical old goblin, it turns out that you want to eat people! Even if we fight to the death today, we won't let you succeed. !"

"You, you spitting blood!" The old lady was still desperately denying it, "The descendants of the Huang family don't listen to slander, we are here to avenge our clansmen! Come with me!"

The voice fell to the ground, but no one stepped forward.The old lady turned her head to look at the white-haired weasel on the wall, and scolded: "What? You don't even listen to me?"

The white-haired leader bowed his head at the old lady to show respect, and then persuaded: "Grandma, we are not the opponents of the mountain god, we should withdraw! If the trouble continues, there will be more casualties..." It has seen the mountain god with its own eyes. How to shoot a spark and instantly burn one of them to death.

"Are you afraid? You unworthy thing!" The old lady scolded fiercely, "Isn't it just an old raven? See if I eat it first!"

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly blocked the moonlight in the air. The next moment, something stood on her shoulder, and her head was pierced by five sharp objects at the same time, causing blood to flow out instantly.She froze in place and did not dare to move.

A huge crow stepped on her shoulder and grabbed her head with one foot. It lowered its head and aimed at her temple with its long sharp and hard beak. It asked in a deep voice, "Who did you say you ate?"

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I thought it was bronze, but I didn’t expect it to be the king (￣︶￣)↗