At night, as the guests of the Li family dispersed one after another, the surrounding area gradually became quiet.
In the corner, the beggar who was sitting and resting on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, "The time has come, disciple, get the guy!"
"It's Master!"
The two little beggars quickly searched their pockets and took out some strange gadgets.
The old beggar faced the direction of the house, arranged the things in front of him in categories, ran two handfuls of grass from the side, and pierced a green straw man with three strokes.
Using a few silver needles to create a simple support, he placed the straw man in front of him.
"Master, pen!"
A young beggar presented a cinnabar pen. After the old beggar took it, he clasped his hands together and held the pen horizontally between his thumbs and his knuckles between his eyebrows.
Finally, with a solemn look on his face, he bowed respectfully to the northwest three times, then suddenly turned around, looked at the straw man sharply, and recited a spell quickly.
Because the speed was too fast, you could only hear the buzzing sound in his mouth and couldn't tell what he was saying.
While the beggar was reciting, he used his hands and feet to coordinate with his hands and feet. He jumped on the spot with agile strokes. With every move, he used cinnabar to write a monster character on the straw man with extremely precise movements.
The font is as bright as blood, and it is extremely eye-catching under the dim moonlight.
At this time, another little beggar lit a bunch of incense somehow.
The old beggar took it, chanted in his mouth, and saw no movement, so he thrust it down hard, and the fragile incense was forced into the hard soil.
At the same time, he took out a small silver sword from the debris in front of him. This small sword was simple in style and well-made, but it looked a little old and slightly rusty.
However, the tip is extremely sharp and has obvious signs of being worn.
The old beggar put the sharp end in the palm of his hand, and just scratched it gently, and blood gushed out.
He moved downwards, and the entire small sword became stained with blood.
But as he recited the scriptures faster and faster, the blood stains on the sword turned into steam, as if it was heating up.
The little beggar quickly pushed back and guarded the left and right sides.
The old beggar slowly accumulated strength, suddenly did a backflip on the spot, took about three steps, and slammed his small sword at the straw man, shouting sternly: "Hey, you monster, why don't you reveal yourself quickly!"
At the same time, Xiaoqing, who was sitting in the yard, waiting for the old beggar to come to look for trouble, suddenly felt dizzy, as if some voice from somewhere was filling his mind, shouting filial piety from the bottom of his heart.
"Hey, you monster, why don't you reveal yourself quickly!"
Xiaoqing's eyes instantly turned dark, and an unknown fire burned from the bottom of her heart and instantly became a prairie fire, causing her to lose her mind on the spot.
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The huge sound waves were like thunder, tearing apart the air in the sky, and exploding in all directions, like a bolt from the blue.
Then I saw the huge green snake turning back violently with its scarlet tongue, and suddenly saw the three old beggars.
The old beggar suddenly trembled. He didn't even want the altar and the various magical weapons on it. He grabbed the two young beggars and ran away.
"This monster is too powerful. We can't deal with it. Run away!"
However, he thought too well.
You offended the abbot and still want to leave?
Xiaoqing had lost part of his mind due to his spell, and his mind was filled with violent desire to kill. He didn't care whether this was Qiantang County or not, and whether he would kill innocent people if he went crazy like this. He now All I can think about is killing those three beggars and getting rid of the hatred in my heart!
It's a good thing they didn't move. It's not easy to find them in such a big place.
But their escape immediately gave Xiaoqing the direction.
She dived down without hesitation, pulled her body into a straight line, and hit the three of them like a missile.
She was covered in blue-black demonic energy, tearing the air and causing a sharp howl.
If it hit the ground at such a violent speed, not to mention the street, half of it would be destroyed.
At the critical moment, a white figure suddenly appeared on the huge tongue. It was a woman in white clothes and a white skirt. Her face was hazy as if covered with water vapor, and her appearance could not be seen clearly.
I saw the woman holding the spell in her hand, and the clear light in her right hand drew an arc with ancient charm. A white light suddenly lit up, turning into strange shackles and tied around the green snake's neck.
The last ray of white light shined, pulling the entire Qiantang County into daylight.
When all the dust settled and the night returned again, the thrilling things in the sky had disappeared, as if everything was just an illusion.
Seeing this, the old beggar slowly let go of his heart that was in his throat. After running forward for several hundred meters, he finally stopped and placed the two apprentices, who were feeling nauseated and motion sick, on the ground.
He looked back at the sky and often breathed out.
"Although I don't know who took action, it seems that our master and disciple have been saved! These days, it's getting harder and harder to get around. If you encounter a monster, you can't afford it. Fortunately, we are lucky, otherwise I don’t even know how he died!”
A little beggar stood up with difficulty: "Master, if that's the case, why do you take the initiative to provoke me every time?"
"What do you mean by provoking! It's about subduing demons!" The old beggar said categorically, with a solemn expression and a decisive tone: "Good and evil are in a lifelong struggle. You must remember that we will definitely die at the hands of monsters. The only difference is It depends on when!"
"well said!"
A burst of applause suddenly sounded from behind, and the three of them turned around cautiously.
From the immediate shadow, a young Taoist priest wearing fine Taoist robes slowly walked out. He was smiling, and he looked at several people with soft eyes filled with surprise and a hint of expectation, as if he had seen some treasure.
Gao Ning smiled, "Sir, I admire you for being so enlightened. I wonder if I can invite you and your group to stay at Qingsong Temple for a while. I have many things to ask you about my spiritual practice!"
