The seal represents the mission of the disciple. The greater the mission, the higher the level of the seal will be.
If the spiritual power of the disciples comes from the ancient immortal family, then the mission of the Immortal Hall will be very great.
The sword represents the identity and spiritual power of the disciple.
The higher the status, the stronger the spiritual power.
The higher the level of the sword, the broader and greater the disciple's law enforcement power will be.
Generally, this kind of sword is also used for town hall.
Therefore, the author believes that the sword is the most important object for a court, and it is also the basis for deterring other court officials and deterring dirty things.
Speaking of swords, Zhao Youliang subconsciously took out the wooden knife he picked up from his arms.
"Uncle Sun, Brother Zhang, we don't have any swords at the moment. Can we use swords?"
Looking at the mini wooden knife that looked like a child's "doodle", Shopkeeper Sun smiled helplessly.
"Quantum, don't make trouble, what the hell is this! Throw it away wherever you picked it up."
Although shopkeeper Sun said this, Zhao Youliang, who was blessed with a good soul, still carefully hid the wooden knife close to his body.
Somewhere in his mind, he had a feeling that this knife was a real treasure, the kind that could save lives at critical moments.
After dinner, Granny Mi, shopkeeper Sun and the old man who drove the corpse left together, saying they wanted to guard against the three evil spirits who had set the coffin.
As for Zhao Youliang, he was not allowed to participate because he wanted to suppress the shop.
As a result, the entire paper shop suddenly became deserted, with only the big yellow dog accompanying Zhao Youliang while "baking eggs" in the moonlight.
Due to his growing up experience, Zhao Youliang is actually particularly afraid of loneliness.
He is always worried that the people around him will abandon him and leave him alone in a strange environment, just like being abandoned by his biological parents when he was a child.
Thinking of being abandoned, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but think of Wang Youcai.
"Oh Mom, it's been three days. Where has my cousin gone? Don't let anything happen..."
It was already past midnight when I finished lighting the incense on the enshrined dolls.
Zhao Youliang was just about to go to bed when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
He was knocking on the back door, so he seemed to know the rules.
Zhao Youliang stood up quickly and shouted in surprise: "Cousin?"
"Cousin, are you back?!"
Just when Zhao Youliang was about to open the door, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Because the surroundings were extremely cold, the kind that penetrated the bones.
In addition to being cold, he actually saw the evil immortals he worshiped curled up on the tablets and shivering.
Everyone stared nervously in the direction of the back door, as if there was something scary over there.
Although Zhao Youliang was not smart, he was definitely not stupid. When he saw this, he hurriedly asked.
"Fellow immortals, what's going on with you?"
"Could it be that...the person who knocked on the door was something evil?!"
As soon as Zhao Youliang finished speaking, he heard "singing" coming from outside the door.
"I am the greatest in the world of Yin and Yang. If I want you to be born, you will be born. Yama makes people die at the third watch, but who dares to leave people alive until the fifth watch."
After hearing the singing, the faces of all the evil spirits became even more frightened. They actually screamed and ran away, looking like quails that had exploded in a circle.
"No, is this okay? This is too unreliable!"
Zhao Youliang slowly backed away while despising the Evil Hall Immortal. He had realized that the person knocking on the door was not a good thing, at least not a human being!
At this moment, the big yellow dog that had been in the front yard ran over without knowing it, staring at Zhao Youliang with its eyes.
In addition to the fear of things outside the door, there was also a deep reluctance for Zhao Youliang in his eyes.
This scene made Zhao Youliang even more frightened: "Gou, Brother Gou, what happened to you?"
"Don't look at us like that, okay? We're a little scared..."
As Zhao Youliang said this, he subconsciously took out the small wooden knife he picked up during the day and held it tightly in his hand.
I don't know if it was a coincidence: the moment he took out the wooden knife, the strange knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
Even when Zhao Youliang took the initiative to ask, there was no movement at all.
Zhao Youliang was not brave enough to open the door to check: after all, in TV dramas, anyone who does this will die.
He quickly picked up the big yellow dog, ran back to his room, got into bed and never came out again.
It was not until dawn that one person and one dog climbed out of bed and opened the door of the shop.
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, what was it last night?"
"Scared away all the immortals, and scared you into being so virtuous."
I don't know whether he didn't understand or just didn't like to talk to Zhao Youliang. In short, the big yellow dog ignored him at all and went to the street wagging his butt.
Routine patrol... routine bitch abuse...
Just when Zhao Youliang was about to go to the opposite bread shop to have some breakfast, crying sounds suddenly came from all directions in the town, heartbreaking.
Some cry for sons, some cry for daughters...
"No, so many people died together? And they were all young people?!"
"Wait...dead man, young man, the seven coffins ordered by the three evil spirits..."
"It's bad, it's the dirty things that are causing harm!"
At this thought, Zhao Youliang hurriedly locked the door of the shop and ran quickly towards the nearest place where the cries were heard.
When he arrived, the front door of Kuzhu's house was already crowded with neighbors who came to help. Even the big yellow dog was present.
After seeing Zhao Youliang, he immediately bit his trouser leg and pulled hard in the direction of his shop.
The meaning is quite obvious: You kid, go back quickly and mind your own business!
Zhao Youliang couldn't resist the big yellow dog, mainly because he couldn't beat the opponent. In desperation, he could only be led by the dog towards his home.
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, is there anything else you're afraid of? Where's your usual awesomeness?"
Looking at the ignorant and fearless Zhao Youliang, the eyes of the big yellow dog were full of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel...
As soon as Zhao Youliang was led home by a dog, he saw Zhang Mingli, an old corpse exterminator, walking over with a bag of buns, his steps as heavy as his face.
Knowing the rules, of course he didn't dare to go in. He just asked Zhao Youliang to come out to eat.
"Good morning, brother, do you know what's going on in the town?"
"It seems like a lot of people died in one night!"
Hearing Zhao Youliang's question, the old corpse driver was obviously stunned.
"Boss Zhao, did you not hear anything about the big noise last night?"
"I thought you wanted to suppress this shop, so I didn't take action..."
The words of the old man who drove away corpses made Zhao Youliang even more curious.
"I didn't hear it. I just heard someone knocking on my door."
"Tell us what's going on...I wanted to go see it, but Brother Dog took me back..."
Hearing this, the old corpse driver looked at the wary big yellow dog, and his tone was quite emotional.
"What else can happen? It's so dirty."
"If I'm not mistaken, it's the three dirty guys who set the coffin."
"It's a pity that my brother, sister and I were on guard all night, but we still couldn't guard against it..."
