Huang Huai couldn't help but recall the previous manifestation of the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng. Unfortunately, in Huang Huai's memory, the manifestation of the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng did not reveal the wisdom of Deng Mao, the powerful warrior in the Yellow Turban, let alone Deng Mao. Generally take the initiative to communicate with him.
Looking at the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng on top of the divine case, Huang Huai had a strange look in his eyes.
But soon Huang Huai set his sights on the Guanyin Buddha statue. You must know that this time he brought the Yellow Turban Hercules statue and the Guanyin Buddha statue. Huang Huai really had high hopes for the Guanyin Buddha statue.
If the statue of Guanyin Buddha can also manifest like the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor, then he will have a little more reliance in this world.
Just look at the incense in front of the statue of Guanyin Buddha has burned out, and even the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules has manifested the body of a god, but the statue of Guanyin has not changed at all.
Looking at the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, and the statue of Guanyin Buddha, Huang Huai frowned slightly. Both the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules and the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng had undergone changes after absorbing the incense. Normally, It would be right to say that the Guanyin Buddha statue is no exception.
It can even be said that among the three, the one that contains the most incense and vows is the statue of Guanyin. This Buddha statue has been enshrined in the Seeking Truth Temple for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many incenses have been used to enshrine it, but I don’t know why. There is no change.
Rubbing his forehead, Huang Huai felt a little headache. For a moment, he really couldn't figure it out. It was clear that the change in the statue was due to the power of incense and vows, but why the statue of Guanyin alone was different from the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules. , where is the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor.
The Yellow Turban warrior Deng Mao has a certain degree of spiritual intelligence, and the statue of Guanyin Buddha has no changes. The information contained in this makes Huang Huai more curious about this world.
On an attic in the distance, two figures looked at the dilapidated courtyard more than a hundred feet apart. It was Master and Disciple Zhang Yan who were chasing after them all the way.
"Master, the evil spirit is running towards the courtyard. I'm afraid the devil is hiding in the courtyard. Should we..."
Zhang Yan shook his head slightly and said: "Don't worry, there seems to be someone in the yard, let's take a look first before talking!"
Rustling, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the yard. The wind came so fast that it directly caused the tree in the yard to sway. The movement was so loud that even Huang Huai in the side room was alarmed.
Huang Huai subconsciously looked outside through the crack in the door. After just one glance, Huang Huai's eyes widened. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart. He even couldn't help but take a step back until he touched the tall statue. He just stopped when he saw the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules.
A lot of wood and other house repair tools were piled up in the broken yard. I don’t know when an illusory and strange evil figure appeared.
Needless to say, this is the evil spirit that was born from the resentment of Niujia Village for killing the people in vain and the residual thoughts of Niujia Village's patron saint. It followed He Yuan's remaining aura and came to this courtyard.
The evil shadow entered the courtyard and immediately rushed into the well under the small pavilion. The terrifying mental fluctuations seemed to be stimulated and became more violent.
The mental fluctuations filled with endless resentment swept across a radius of more than ten feet, and Huang Huai's side house was naturally within its sweep.
Huang Huai felt his heart throb, as if there was a terrifying existence rushing towards him, but the next moment a divine light flashed, and a burly figure appeared in front of him, and the yellow scarf warrior Deng Mao suddenly appeared. .
The faint divine light easily blocked the evil mental fluctuations, and the yellow scarf warrior Deng Mao stared at the well in the yard with piercing eyes and said to Huang Huai: "The little god is willing to kill that man for the sake of the gods." Evil thing!”
Huang Huai looked at the majestic and handsome Deng Mao, thinking about the terrifying scene he had just seen, especially the evil spirit who just plunged into the well and disappeared. If he settled in the well, If so, then his house will really turn into a haunted house.
Deng Mao just stood in front of Huang Huai, with his bronze body, tall figure, and majestic power that made people dare not look at him.
After just thinking for a moment, Huang Huai glanced at the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng beside him, nodded and said: "Yes!"
Suddenly, the Yellow Turban warrior Deng Mao saluted Huang Huai as if he had received an order: "The little god will obey the command of the gods."
As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Mao, the yellow scarf warrior, stretched out his hand to open the door and took a step forward. Suddenly, he appeared beside the well under the pavilion.
In the side room, Huang Huai stood in front of Emperor Guan Sheng, his body covering the two statues on the divine table, looking at the scene by the well through the open door from a distance.
The same changes here were also seen by the two masters and apprentices of Zhang Yan in the distance.
The two masters and disciples were very happy when they saw the evil spirit plunge into the well. They were almost certain that the devil was hiding in that well.
Just when he was about to take action to get rid of the evil spirit and find the devil hiding inside, he saw a flash of divine light in the side room, followed by a burly man appearing.
When he saw Deng Mao emerging from the statue of the Yellow Turban Warrior, Zhang Yan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and said: "What a divine protector. Just by looking at the clear divine light around him, you can tell that he is extraordinary. I am afraid that this statue is comparable to the first one." The protector of the second realm."
Han Song naturally had great trust in his master's vision. At this moment, hearing Zhang Yan's comments, he couldn't help but look at Deng Mao with a strange look.
That is comparable to the second-level Dharma Protector General. Even though their Dahe Sect has accumulated a lot of knowledge over the years, there are only three or five statues like this in the Sect.
After all, although Dahemen controls Dahe City, controls a land with a radius of hundreds of miles, and governs hundreds of thousands of people, the thirst for incense of everyone in Dahemen really counts every incense to the limit, and how many guardian gods can be cast. This is already the limit of Dahemen.
Unexpectedly, their master and disciples would see a Dharma Protector General who was comparable to the second level here.
Huang Huai's figure naturally came into their sight. They originally thought that Huang Huai was an ordinary citizen who had bad luck and his residence was occupied by demons. But now it seems that Huang Huai can actually command a second-level protector. Divine General, this made the master and disciple a little curious about Huang Huai's identity.
Anyway, in their Dahe Sect, in addition to Yang Li, who is the leader, there are only a few distinguished elders who can control the Dharma-protecting generals in the sect. Apart from this, even the disciples in the second level have no ability. The authority to command a Dharma-protecting general.
Huang Huai didn't know that the appearance of Deng Mao, the yellow scarf warrior, made a pair of masters and disciples in the distance a little curious about him. At this moment, he was staring at the direction of the well with all his concentration.
Huang Huai originally thought that Deng Mao would at least jump into the well and fight the evil spirit. What Huang Huai didn't expect was that Deng Mao just pulled the bright yellow silk wrapped around his waist and shook his hands. The silk satin was glowing with divine light, like a blue dragon going straight into the well.
Seeing this situation, Huang Huai couldn't help but open his eyes wide. The yellow scarf warrior Deng Mao stood by the well with a majestic look on his face. The next moment, he heard a shrill scream coming from the well. The sound was not small. The entire yard was affected, sending up a cloud of dust.
