After some mutual resignation, the old village chief insisted that he didn't want his money, and Anyang had no choice but to give up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The hot water was quickly prepared, and there was also a large bathing bucket, and for fear that he would not be used to it, the village chief also asked his daughter-in-law to clean it several times before filling it with hot water for him to bathe.

Boredom and fatigue all the way, practicing spells is also a difficult process, now soaking in hot water is a kind of enjoyment, the muscles of the whole body are relaxed, and the nerves seem to be relaxed. Now he doesn't care about any monsters, originally he came to this village for the original purpose of resting, but now although he has an extra task to kill demons, he can't forget to relax and enjoy.

Anyang has been in contact with the art of cultivation for a few years, but it has been less than a month since he was exposed to magic, compared to people who have lived in such an environment since childhood, he is like the difference between Yeluzi's background and his class, except for cheating people out of money, any cultivator can see the abnormality of this village, and some people can also see that the tomb is a demon seal, so as to infer whether he can cope with it, but he only feels that something is wrong, and he doesn't know how powerful this demon is.

Thanks to his courage and a certain amount of strength, he dared to stay here.

As I was washing, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Fourth master, fourth master is not good, Luo Mangzi has hit a ghost, quickly ask the Taoist chief in your family to come out and take a look!"

An Yang's face was slightly condensed, and just as the bath was almost soaked, one turned over and stood up, quickly got dressed, changed into the white robe and walked out.

When he came out of the room, he happened to see Xiaochan, whose hair was still wet, standing at the door, wearing an extremely loose robe, looking out cautiously. The old village chief's house was killing chickens and cooking, the village chief's daughter-in-law was at a loss for catching a farmer's chicken, and two men outside the door were carrying a bamboo stretcher to the yard, probably afraid that the village chief would blame or be unlucky, so they didn't dare to enter the door, and there was a cropper man in simple clothes lying on the stretcher.

"Genius dares to come out and make trouble as soon as it gets dark, these things are also bold, aren't you afraid of being caught and eaten as barbecue?"

After walking a few steps outside the courtyard, I saw that the farmer's face was black, and his facial features could not be seen clearly as if he was shrouded in a layer of black fog.

Anyang did not hesitate, pinched his fingerprint and pointed at the crop man, it was an exorcism technique, and the black gas on the crop man's face suddenly disappeared, and it looked good-looking.

The two men who carried him were so shocked that their eyes widened, and they sighed that this was a person with real skills, and the means were direct and effective, and they were by no means comparable to those fake Taoist priests who pretended to be. It was the kind-hearted Taoist who called Zhang Laowu's family to find the ghouls, and it also took a lot of medicinal materials to cure Zhang Laowu, who was evil.

Immediately after that, Anyang was another Buddha light shining technique, and with a wave of his hand, he sprinkled a piece of golden light, completely removing the black qi on the face of the crop man.

This hand was revealed like a miracle, and even the daughter-in-law of the village chief who caught the local chicken was shocked, and the village chief who hurried to hear the news was also full of surprise, and met the living immortal in a straight way.

The farmer on the stretcher suddenly coughed a few times, opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was struggle, until he fell from the stretcher to the ground, and he came to his senses, and looked around a few times, completely unaware of where he was.

An Yang clapped his hands and said: "Okay, it's just that he has fallen into the evil, give him some hot water, ginger soup is the best, and drive away the cold." ”

The two men who carried him were stunned for a moment, bowed to An Yang, and shouted immortal master in their mouths.

The old village chief reacted quickly and beckoned his daughter-in-law to pour hot water and cook ginger soup for the man to drink.

Looking at their fussy appearance, An Yang was very suspicious of what the first few Taoist priests were, even if there were liars among them, but at least the Taoist priest who found the ghouls for Zhang Laosi to get rid of the evil qi was real, could it be that he hadn't used spells?

Soon, the farmer named Luo Mangzi had woken up, and the old village chief hurriedly asked him what was going on, and he glanced at An Yang beside him, and then he said with palpitations.

Today, when he had just returned from his farm work in the field, he felt tired, and he only felt that it was caused by a day's work, and he didn't take it seriously, so he took the cold porridge left over at noon and ate it casually, and he went to bed early. But when he was sleeping in a daze, he felt a woman's figure dangling at the head of his bed, and at first he thought that his wife who ran back to his parents' house with his anger came back, but when he looked closely, he found that from time to time. This man was much thinner than her wife, and he wore a mourning cloth in filial piety clothes, thinking that the village chief's daughter had just died, and he thought that the relatives of the village chief's family had come to his house to borrow something, and he didn't care about any obscurity, and thought of entertaining.

As soon as he wanted to get up, he saw this figure walking straight towards him, he just moved, this figure had pressed on him, as if there were hundreds of pounds pressing on him, even a finger could not move, only the head could move, seeing this woman open her mouth and show a mouthful of fangs to bite him, his heart was crossed, open his mouth and bite the woman's chin, only to hear a terrible cry, this woman got up from him in pain, turned over the window and did not know where to go.

And he felt that his mouth was like eating carrion, extremely disgusting, a foul-smelling water flowed in his mouth, he spit it out as soon as he opened his mouth, spit and vomited, then lost consciousness and fainted, and the neighbors who heard the movement rushed to lift him up and send him to the village chief, otherwise he was afraid that he would not survive tonight.

Until he spoke in this hall, his mouth was full of foul smell, like eating a dead mouse that had rotted for a long time.

After listening to this story, Anyang couldn't help but sigh, properly chatting in the style.

Pity the female ghost who came to harm Luo Mangzi, there has always been only a ghost biting people, how can anyone bite a ghost, and he was scared away by a rural man, which simply lost the face of the ghost.

It's like the ghosts in real-world movies, all of them come and go without a trace, taking people's lives is like probing for things, even Xiaoqian can kill countless people quietly, but think about it, after all, this is a world full of demons and ghosts, and it is impossible for every demon to be so strong, and it is precisely because of the frequent occurrence of demons and ghosts that people in this world have lost some of their mystery, so they are not as afraid of ghosts as people in the real world.

Well, if this ghost appeared in the real world, the horror would not need to bite, just scaring a large number of people would scare a lot to death.

And this man is really bold, after drinking a bowl of ginger soup and recovering from his activities, he feels that his spirit is no longer in a trance, and he thanked Anyang again and again, and then went back alone, not afraid of the ghost coming again.

This guts, I don't know how much bigger than Xiaochan, the monster.

Xiaochan was wiping her hair, just when she was afraid to hear the story, she suddenly saw An Yang turn her head to stare at her, and she couldn't help but be inexplicable, but she was not as afraid of him as before.

Although the old village chief's family was poor, he made a lot of preparations to entertain him, killed the old hen that laid eggs, and the rabbits fed in the backyard, asked him about his good taste, and made several pots of vegetables, all of which are typical rural styles, a bucket bowl or a large pot full of vegetables, nothing to sell, but very real, the meat is large and big.

Anyang knows that in the poor countryside, there is no hybrid rice, and there are no various chemical fertilizers, and the grain yield of one acre of soil is extremely low, and rent must be paid, which leads to many low-level farmers planting a wide land, and the harvest in the end is not even enough to eat, not to mention the chickens that lay eggs and the rabbits that are taken to the market.

It can be seen that the old village chief has really put a lot of effort into it.

Xiaochan was eating, and suddenly quietly raised her eyes to look at An Yang, she felt that the meat conjured up by An Yang was more delicious.

Well, why do you think about it so much, isn't it already good to have meat to eat, and it's still hot.

At night, the old village chief's house was not enough room, so he was very embarrassed to find Anyang and asked him and his boy if it was inconvenient to squeeze one.

After the reception of the old village chief, Anyang really can't bear to cause trouble to their family, his own hometown is also rural, he knows the hardships of the countryside, he is not so particular, not to mention letting the guests squeeze into a room when hospitality, it is common for guests and the host to sleep together, so he simply agreed, regardless of Xiaochan, who was full of panic and refused to resist, he directly grabbed her and carried her into the room.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Xiaochan sat curled up on the bed, holding the quilt and legs, staring nervously ahead like a little girl who was about to be molested.

And following her gaze, a soft cushion appeared in the room out of nowhere, the appearance was very strange, and the material was also very strange, An Yang sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed his eyes and recuperated, and at the same time was alert to the movement outside.

Xiaochan could feel that the aura was gathering towards Anyang, she knew that this kind of behavior was called cultivation, and she was both envious and scared for a while.

She also wanted to cultivate, but she suffered from no way to cultivate.

What she is afraid of is that one day Anyang will succeed in cultivating the Tao and will kill her for Tianxingdao like other Taoist priests, and she is even more afraid that as soon as she leaves Anyang, she will be killed by Taoist priests or wealthy wolves and beasts.

Finally, in the middle of the night, there was a movement outside, like a heavy wheezing sound.

An Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and even Xiaochan, who was huddled in the corner, was awakened.

A figure outside was swaying, crooked, and he felt a yin aura rushing towards him, and the figure happened to walk outside his room, as if it was actually smelling the smell of people inside.

Xiaochan said in a panic: "Go, the corpse is gone, the corpse has come to life." ”

"There are so many demons and monsters in this world, if you stay here, I'll be back soon!"

An Yang glanced at her and admonished, a spear appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the mana suddenly covered the spear, opened the door and rushed out.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the corpse that was still wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes suddenly flew out, and the powerful force directly smashed the stool on the ground.

As soon as the corpse turned over, it climbed up, not at all like a woman in the feudal era.

The old village chief, his son, and daughter-in-law who heard the sound suddenly widened their eyes when they saw this scene.

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