What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

Slip away.

At the scene, Master Guiwu rushed into the group of zombies. The tin staff was played majesticly, and no walking zombie could withstand the blow of the tin staff. Either they were hit with blood spurting on the spot, or their limbs were broken and broken.

"Buddhism's method of conquering demons is domination."

"The Taoism of Chaotian Taoist Temple is still slightly inferior."

Thinking about the master's previous method, the residual soul left the body and could be seen by Mr. Huang. He thought he did not have such a method.

Besides, the master's technique of wielding the tin staff today would definitely not be as majestic without decades of deep cultivation.

Think about it too.

If Buddhism doesn't have some domineering tactics, how can it maintain its golden body covered with gold in this world?

As for the Taoists, forget about it. The ancestral statues in Chaotian Taoist Temple were carved out of clay dug by the master himself.

"Beautiful, the master's staff is powerful."

Lin Fan, who was acting as a spectator, marveled.

Following his praise, it seemed that the master suddenly became braver.

It seems that I need to have a good talk with the master. If I can teach a few more spells, it will definitely be very beautiful.

In a moment, the group of zombies were all executed by the master on the spot, and the master was seen standing with one hand upright.

"Amitabha."

"Fellow Taoist, these walking corpses are all people who were harmed by that weasel and controlled by its spell. It seems that that evil beast has some Taoism."

Although I haven't seen the true appearance yet, I can still see it using these methods alone.

"Master, are you sure we can join forces?" Lin Fan asked.

Mr. Huang had said before that it was a weasel, and he kept it in mind. After going down the mountain for several days, he was finally going to see the first monster. To say he wasn't nervous would be a lie. Of course, he was more excited.

Monster.

On Earth, these things are all species in myths and stories.

"Naturally, evil has always prevailed over good since ancient times." The master was very determined, and then stared at the mud house, "How long do you want to hide, evil beast?"

In an instant, the evil wind blew up.

Weird laughter came from all directions.

"Stinky Taoist priest, stinky monk, you guys are taking too much care."

In that dim room, a cloud of yellow smoke quickly swept out from inside and exploded on the ground. A thin scholar-like man appeared with slender eyes that revealed a sinister and cunning look.

Lin Fan used the Eye of Merit.

In reality, the scholar is a weasel with a demonic aura and a woman's face all over his body.

Head points.

1.5.

"It's really a weasel that has become a spirit. You, an evil beast, have not cultivated in the mountains for hundreds of years. Why do you want to go to the secular world to cause trouble in the world and create evil?" Master Guiwu's eyes flashed with golden light, he shouted angrily, and the copper ring of the tin staff clanked. There was a rattling noise, obviously sensing the presence of a monster.

"It's ridiculous, you stinky bald donkey is nosy, practicing in the mountains is not as fast as absorbing Yin Yuan."

The weasel's voice was eerie and sharp. It originally became a spirit in Qixia Mountain near Huanglang Town. It came here sixty years ago, when it was not called Huanglang Town.

It secretly sucks women's Yin Yuan in the town, and who can encounter a few nosy warriors.

Originally, it didn't take these warriors seriously. Who would have thought that one of them actually knew some magic.

Unexpectedly, these guys fought against it with the hope of death.

It was finally sealed in a wooden sculpture and buried deep underground, and those people died at the moment of completion.

Fortunately, as time went by, the seal gradually weakened, and Huang Afu was lured with some tricks to dig it out. From then on, Huang Afu became the local overlord, providing it with Yin Yuan to restore its Taoism and break the seal.

Today, it finally broke.

"Evil animals, haunted by evil, even if the poor monks and fellow Taoists don't save you today, you will be punished by God tomorrow." Master Guiwu knew that these harmful monsters have no humanity.

But whenever he encounters a demon, he will scold him.

Maybe this is a habit.

"Hahaha..." Weasel laughed, "God's punishment? Bald donkey, you are really dreaming. In the Age of Ending Dharma, if you talk to me about heaven's punishment, you might as well ask where your Buddha is."

Poof!

The weasel looked down at its chest, not knowing when the blood hole had opened. He raised his head dullly and saw the Taoist priest who had never spoken, his eyes red, and he was approaching it step by step.

"you……"

Poof!

A flash of blood shot out from the Taoist priest's eyes and opened a bloody hole in its abdomen.

"Stinky Taoist priest, you... are so despicable..."

The scholar fell to the ground, and his body changed into a one-meter-tall weasel.

[Merit +1.5]

Lin Fan turned back to look at the master with a dull expression, "Master, if you have anything to say to the monster, just kill him directly. You see this monster is haunted by evil, and it has killed so many lives. I think it will be safe to turn around. Buddha agrees. Poor Tao can’t agree.”

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, and poor monk are just..."

"I understand that Master is compassionate and hopes that this demon can turn around, but it's a pity that it can't."

Master Guiwu opened his mouth. He wanted to say, it's not what you think. You must go through the process of killing monsters first, and then you can feel it. This...he killed the monster without going through the process. I always felt like something was missing.

That's all, that's all.

Maybe this is the difference between Buddhism and Taoism.

"Master, how many years do you think this monster has been practicing?" Lin Fan asked.

"Stop talking about one hundred, two or thirty years."

"oh."

Lin Fan didn't say anything. He concentrated his magic power with his fingers. The raw material for the meat spirit fragrance was right in front of him. Naturally, he couldn't let it go. With his fingertips, the magic power covered the corpse.

You can see that the essence and blood in the weasel's body are guided and condensed.

Eventually it condensed into two sticks of red incense.

Huh?

The meat spirit incense I smoked before was gray, how could it turn into red.

Well, it should be that this monster is of better quality.

The master on the side watched Lin Fan's every move, stared, and used monsters to condense flesh and spirit incense. Has he improved to this level?

The so-called flesh spirit incense is made of human flesh and blood.

Lin Fan calmly released the fleshy fragrance close to his body and kept silent. Master, do you want one?

"Master, let's go."

"good."

When they came to the courtyard, the stumps and broken arms all over the ground appeared in front of their eyes. The master was kind-hearted and couldn't bear this. He stopped and said: "Fellow Taoist."

"Master, what's the matter?"

Then the master took out two small shovels from his robe and said, "Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust. Let's let them rest in their graves."

"Master has mercy."

Lin Fan also wanted to get some good stuff from the master, so he naturally didn't refuse. The only problem was whether the shovel was a bit too small, but forget it, why bother with that.

Soon, the two buried the bodies separately.

After burying several corpses, Lin Fan raised his head and looked towards the master. Although his back was turned, he vaguely seemed to see the master groping for the corpses and quietly putting something in his arms.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"No, it's nothing. I'll help them tidy up their clothes."

"Oh, the Huang family should have a lot of gold and silver. Master, why don't you take some?"

"Amitabha, poor monks regard money as dung."

…

The entrance to the mansion.

The street was crowded with people, everyone was staring at the closed door, and their weak breathing seemed so loud at this moment.

Creak!

The closed door slowly opened, and the onlookers stared with wide eyes and stood on tiptoes. After a moment, two people wearing Taoist robes and cassocks appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Just seeing the two people stained with blood, they all took half a step back.

Bloody axe.

A bloody tin cane.

It all shows that there is a river of blood inside.

Silence fell.

No one dared to speak.

The maid who escaped from the mansion said that a Taoist priest and monk were killing people. Everyone who got the news rushed over. They were afraid of Mr. Huang's power and did not dare to go in. They dared to wait outside.

When I saw two people appearing in front of me.

The silent street suddenly erupted into a roar.

"Master Huang is dead."

"Master Huang is dead."

"Grab it, everything inside is ours."

"Get rich, get rich."

In an instant, the crowd swarmed in and rushed towards the house. Figures passed by them, and everyone's expressions were so crazy and excited.

Even the government officials didn't care and just wanted to steal money.

"Master, they are afraid of Master Huang, but they are not afraid of us." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Amitabha." The master sighed.

The two of them just stood at the door, looking at the empty street behind the windy clouds, and turned back to look inside.

There was a fight over a chair.

There are those who refuse to let go for a piece of porcelain.

Once I found a box of gold and silver jewelry, I was overwhelmed by countless people, and I didn’t know whether I was alive or dead.

"Everyone is afraid of Mr. Huang, but everyone wants to be Mr. Huang. When one Mr. Huang disappears, thousands of other Mr. Huang will appear. Master, do you think this world is full of evil spirits and evil spirits, or is it the living people who are afraid? ?”

Lin Fan asked calmly.

The master did not speak, but looked up at the sky and clasped his hands.

Lin Fan muttered to himself.

"So, we have to continue to look at the world. I don't know the answer. It's not that there is no answer, but I haven't found it yet."

After saying these words, the master beside him was slightly moved.

Lower your head and speak softly.

"Amitabha."