my God

Seeing that the ghost baby suddenly jumped up to arrest people, Song Yan let out an exclamation and quickly jumped into the wall.After standing still, he turned his head immediately, and saw that the ghost baby's paws had just touched the wall, and there was a flash of lightning on its paws.

Obviously, there is an enchantment around the temple, so it is not easy for ghosts and ghosts to come in.

The crow flew to Song Yan's shoulder, shook its feathers, and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry about it."

Song Yan stared at the wall, and said worriedly, "Just let it go?"

"Are you going to kill it?" The crow squinted at him and asked.

Song Yan: "..."

If he had that ability, he wouldn't be so scared that he would just run away!

"Will it harm others?" Song Yan was still a little worried, always feeling that this terrible thing was like a time bomb, and it might harm someone at any time.

"As long as no one runs into the bottom of the cliff in the middle of the night." The crow seemed a little sleepy, so he opened his mouth and yawned.

"It climbed up from the bottom of the cliff?" Song Yan found some information from the crow's words.

The crow seemed to think he was wordy, so he said a long sentence in one breath and explained it thoroughly: "Someone threw a dead baby into a deep valley more than ten years ago. After taking human form, it always wants to climb up and eat people, but your master can't deal with it, so it has a crush on you."

Song Yan: "..." I am the softest persimmon!

"Since it can't get in or get out of the cliff, let's wait until my master comes back tomorrow. I'll go back to sleep." Song Yan turned and walked back.

Suddenly there was a roar from outside the wall.

Song Yan turned his head abruptly, and saw the ghost baby appearing on the wall again.This time, it not only grabbed the top of the wall with its claws, but also stood on the wall with its whole body.Lightning flashed around it, and it couldn't help howling in pain, its face was twisted into a ball, but it refused to take a step back.It stared at Song Yan with pale eyes, and leaned forward with all its strength, trying to break through the barrier and force its way in.

Song Yan was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold.What kind of obsession is it? It actually wants to eat him like it's going all out!

The crow was originally standing leisurely on Song Yan's shoulder, but after seeing Guiying's actions, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "I'm giving you face!"

It flew away from Song Yan's shoulder, and when it landed, it turned into a tall man in black. With his right sleeve sweeping towards the wall, a gust of wind rushed towards the baby ghost.

As soon as Guiying broke through the barrier and poked his head into the courtyard, he was blown over by the sudden wind and fell to the outside of the wall.

There was another roar from outside the wall.

After a while, the ghost baby climbed up the wall again.This time, it no longer stared at Song Yan, but stared at the crow, hissing angrily.

"Looking for death!" The man in black was obviously angry.He raised his hand in the direction of the ghost baby, and a black feather shot towards the ghost baby's face like an arrow.

Guiying let out a cry of alarm, and hurriedly backed away, but unfortunately it was a step too late, the black feather shot into Guiying's forehead in an instant.Accompanied by a light poof, the ghost baby with black feathers on its head stunned and fell to the outside of the wall, without making any movement for a long time.

"...is it dead?" Song Yan asked in a low voice.

"Hmph!" The man in black snorted disdainfully, as if mocking the stupidity of asking this question.

Song Yan was worried. After running to the wall, he carefully climbed up to the top of the wall and looked out. He saw a black feather falling on the ground, and there were still a few wisps of black smoke around it.

The body that the ghost baby had worked so hard to cultivate was broken up by the mountain god with a black feather.

At this time, the man in black reminded: "You go to the cliff tomorrow and burn its real body!"

"Oh!" Song Yan responded, jumped off the wall and looked at the man in black, but couldn't help but startled when he saw his face clearly.

Seeing him in a daze, the man in black frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan blinked slowly, and said in a daze, "Are you a mountain god? Is this your human form?"

In the main hall in the afternoon, he had dreamed of the man in black, but the specific appearance was vague, he only felt that his temperament was the same as that of the mountain god.

The man showed displeasure and said, "What kind of human form? This is my divine body!"

"Oh, no wonder..." Song Yan murmured subconsciously.

If you don't count the stars in TV and movies, the most beautiful person Song Yan has ever seen since he was a child is himself.But at this time, after seeing the true face of the mountain god, he suddenly understood what it means to be immortal.The real beauty is flawless, without the smell of fireworks, and untainted by the mundane world.The beauty of the man in front of him has crossed the boundaries of gender, and he really is a heavenly existence.

"No wonder what?" Hearing him muttering in a low voice, the man couldn't help asking back with a frown.

"No wonder you are so good-looking." Song Yan hadn't fully recovered, and accidentally revealed the truth.

The man was slightly taken aback, then snorted, "I am a god, so I am naturally pretty!"

Song Yan finally came back to his senses at this time, and when he heard the man boasting, he couldn't help but chuckled, and said to himself: Although the position is low, the mountain god is also a god, so there is nothing wrong with his words!

The man seemed to understand his mind, and after glaring at him, he turned into a crow and flew away instantly.

Song Yan knew that he had offended him again, and it was too late to make amends, so he scratched his hair and turned back to the room.

The thrills in the middle of the night were completely forgotten, and Song Yan fell asleep until dawn.After getting up, he went to meditate on the mahogany platform as usual.

After meditating, he looked up at the mulberry tree, but he didn't find the crow.After waiting for a while, the crow did not appear, so he had no choice but to go back to have breakfast.

After eating, he remembered the aftermath that the mountain god said last night, so he started to prepare some things.After getting ready, he greeted Layman Wang and Layman Zhao who were on duty today and left the temple gate.

If he wanted to go to the bottom of the cliff outside the courtyard wall, he had to go around under the mountain.After Song Yan went down the mountain, he walked directly into the deep valley behind the mountain.

After walking in the deep valley for a while, he found that it was not an option to go on like this.It was summer at this time, and the vegetation in the valley was growing vigorously. In addition, no one walked here all year round, there were no roads, and the grass was knee-deep. It was too difficult to find things here.

Song Yan took out a piece of cut yellow paper from his pocket, took out a cinnabar brush and other things, found a flat stone and started to draw symbols.

Although the temple where he lives mainly enshrines mountain gods, he is a Taoist priest himself, and the ancestor of the Taoist priests is Sanqing, so when drawing talismans, he still has to draw the head of Sanqing.

After earnestly drawing a talisman for chasing yin energy, he recited the test amulet once, and seeing that the paper amulet responded, he put the amulet on his fingertips and recited the incantation several times before continuing to move forward.

After walking for more than an hour, the talisman in Song Yan's hand finally responded.He sensed the direction and walked towards a small wood next to him.Among the fallen leaves under a tree, he saw the corner of a plastic bag.

Song Yan hurriedly pinched the Forbidden Ghost Art on the first joint of his ring finger with his left hand, took a deep breath and then slowly squatted down, holding the small shovel he brought with his right hand, and began to dig the soil where the plastic bag was.He dug carefully for a long time, and a large plastic bag commonly used in supermarkets was exposed from the soil, and there was a mass of white objects in the bag.

The object was the remains of a decomposed corpse. The skeleton was small and obviously belonged to a baby.Although after years of decay, the corpse had long lost its rancid smell, Song Yan still retched a few times like a nervous reflex.

This is the skeleton of the baby he was looking for, the real body of the ghost baby last night.Although the ghost baby was shot to death by the mountain god with black feathers, as long as the real body is not destroyed, there is no guarantee that there will be no other accidents.

Song Yan had to cheer up and began to deal with the corpse.He cleared an open space outside the woods, picked up many dry branches and piled them in the open space, and then put the plastic bag on the woodpile with the branches.When going down the mountain, he specially packed some vegetable oil in a mineral water bottle. At this time, he poured all the oil on the branches and plastic bags before igniting it.

Accompanied by violent burning, in addition to the billowing smoke, there is also an unpleasant smell.

Song Yan stood not far away, covering his mouth and nose, watching the fire.He had to wait until the fire was extinguished and the bones were burned before leaving, otherwise it would be no joke whether it caused a fire or left disasters behind.

At this time, the sky was blue and the sun was approaching noon, and Song Yan actually saw a wisp of black air in the flames.The black air kept struggling in the flames, as if it wanted to rush towards Song Yan.

Song Yan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.Although he has been pinching the forbidden ghost formula, this baby ghost dared to break through the barrier of the mountain god last night. Who can guarantee that it will not break through this ordinary flame?

Looking at the flame again, with the continuous struggle of the black air, the fire became smaller and smaller!

To run, or not to run?Can you run away?Are there any skills that can deal with ghosts?Is it too late to draw the symbol now?Song Yan thought a lot for a moment.

Just when he hesitated and didn't know what to do, there was a whistling wind on the top of the mountain, and a strong mountain wind blew down the cliff.According to this momentum, the mountain wind will definitely pass through the fire, Song Yan thought: Shouldn't it just blow out the fire?

The howling mountain wind really blew towards the fire, and only a few crisp sounds of "bi peeling" were heard, and the dry branches burned cheerfully and violently.

It turns out that Shanfeng is here to help!

Song Yan couldn't help looking up in the direction of the wind. Although the mountain was very high, he could vaguely see the wall of the mountain temple.

You don't need to guess who is blowing the wind.

Song Yan faced the direction of the temple, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, God!"

Although it was said last night that he was just a little mountain god, which made him unhappy, but he still acted righteously today, which shows that he is a good mountain god!When you go back, you must worship him well!

Song Yan secretly praised the mountain god, and after disposing of the remaining ashes properly, he left the valley and returned to the mountain.

When returning to the temple, Song Yan was just in time for lunch.Daoist Yang hasn't come back yet, so it's probably because the matter hasn't been finished yet.

After eating, Song Yan ran to the main hall to guard the secret book again.

He said he was on duty, but in fact he felt that it was cool and comfortable here.He bowed to the mountain statue and said, "I didn't have time to practice in the morning, and it's too hot outside, so I'll practice here for a while!"

It was too hot outside at this time, and if there was no urgent matter, there would be no pilgrims going up the mountain, and the crows did not fly in because of objection, so Song Yan practiced his fists and kicks in the middle of the main hall.

After rehearsing all the sets of kung fu that he had learned, Song Yan wiped his sweat and said to the mountain statue, "Am I doing well?"

The statue of the mountain god would not answer, but Song Yan felt that this was the territory of the mountain god, and the mountain god would hear everything he said.

He was a little thirsty, so he didn't think much, and directly picked up an apple on the table and ate it.

As soon as he took a bite, a black bird suddenly flew in and rushed towards his face!