The person who spoke was a burly man with a short beard and a bare chest and belly. This guy was twice as tall as an ordinary person, with black skin, angry eyes like bells, wide fangs, and loose red hair, just like a demon statue.
At this time, a gloomy and hoarse voice sounded: "You're just in time, come up!"
Lin Beichen glanced at it and saw that there were no stairs to climb the stairs. He immediately jumped up and landed firmly on the second floor bleachers.
The babbling singing started again on the stage, the vixen-transformed beauty twisted her waist nervously, and the atmosphere in the theater became cheerful again.
The stands on the second floor are very high, a full four meters. The six guys are of different heights. The tall ones have their heads almost touching the roof, while the short ones are like ordinary people.
On the table in front of them were all ingot candles and bowls of incense ashes, among which there were several bloody empty plates, which really made people's scalp numb.
The leader was a short, white-haired old man wearing a khaki robe. He looked like a fairy, but he gave people an eerie feeling.
"I am the land of this village, you can call me the old god." The old god said without raising his eyelids while holding his pipe in his mouth.
Lin Beichen felt extremely strong hostility in him.
The demon-like man who had just scolded Lin Beichen grabbed a candle, chewed it, and said with a dry smile: "I am the laughing tiger."
A thin man with sinister eyebrows, a mustache, and a stooped figure stood up quickly, bowed carefully and said with a smile: "Little Fairy Ghost Eyes."
There was also a plump woman in a red robe who looked like a brothel madam. She had a smile on her face and two deep dimples that made her look particularly happy.
She swayed her hips and walked up to Lin Beichen. She looked around him and looked him up and down. She said with a trembling smile: "My little brother is so handsome. You look like you have just become an immortal. If you haven't calmed down yet, , how about you come to my marriage temple and I can practice the path of happiness with you?"
The Marriage Queen stretched out her white and tender hands to pull Lin Beichen's sleeves. Lin Beichen's bones were numb and he hurriedly moved his sleeves to avoid it.
The last one is a naturally romantic young woman with charming eyes and alluring appearance.
She was wearing a pink bellyband, her bare feet were as white as jade, and the ribbon on her side was fluttering in the wind, and she seemed to be full of fairy spirit.
"Little girl Hu Xian'er, sir, please call me by my nickname - Hu'er!"
Her slender tongue licked her blood-red lips, she giggled, her eyes rolled, and she was fascinated.
There is a land lord and four ghosts and immortals, all of whom are very cold.
"Lin Beichen, I have just achieved the throne of immortality. I would like to ask you what crime the person on the pillar outside committed and why he was tortured like this?" Lin Beichen asked with a sneer.
Hu'er smiled sweetly and said, "Huh? Lin Xiaoxian, are you here to seek justice? Haha, Hu'er likes chivalrous immortals like you the most."
As he spoke, Hu'er smiled charmingly, floated to Lin Beichen's side, exposed a row of fine fangs, and breathed blood in Lin Beichen's ears: "Hu'er heard that this kind of person's heart is particularly chewy!" As he spoke, he reached out to touch Lin Beichen's chest.
Lin Beichen raised his hand and pushed Hu'er away, and sneered: "My heart is naturally delicious, but you don't have to worry about your life to enjoy such delicious food!"
Hu'er flew back to her seat and said coquettishly: "Are I kidding you? Why do you have to be so serious?"
At this time, the paper-tied boy who had stopped Lin Beichen before ran over in a panic. His white face was flushed and his eyes were wet with frightened sweat. Red and black were flowing down, and his face was completely unrecognizable.
The boy knelt stiffly on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "It's all because of the slave's mistake that this ghost broke in. Please calm down the old god..."
The old god's cheeks bulged slightly, he exhaled thick smoke, and raised his thick eyelids: "If you can't even close the door, what's the point of keeping a loser like you?"
As the old god said this, a spark flew out of the pot of his cigarette, fluttering lightly in the air, and landed on the paper-tied boy's forehead. The boy was instantly ignited, and a burst of heart-rending screams could be heard in the theater.
In just a few moments, the boy turned into black ashes.
The old god held his pipe in his mouth and stared at Lin Beichen with a smile on his face and said: "Little guy, it's not a big deal for you to break into Taiping Village privately. After all, you have just become an immortal. I can not hold you accountable, but why do you want to kill him?" Are there three of my followers?”
Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly, and understood why he felt a lot of hostility from Tu Tu Ye.
"But Yang Ping, Zhang Bao, and Sun San'er?"
The coldness on the old god's body became more and more intense: "They have been worshiping under this immortal sect for ten years. They are never short of offerings every day. They are sincere believers. In ten days, it will be the day when the Lord of Heaven will be happy. I will discuss how to make offerings here. Tianjun, I didn’t go looking for you now, but unexpectedly, you came to my door!”
The Marriage Lady on the side quickly acted as a peacemaker: "Lin Xiaoxian quickly apologized to the old god and offered three animal sacrifices tomorrow. I thought the old god would miss you, but you didn't know that those three people are his followers and won't argue with you!"
Lin Beichen chuckled. He was diagnosed with cancer in his previous life and had no money for diagnosis and treatment. The club asked him to perform fake punches to earn medical expenses. At that time, he never violated his principles and never bowed to anyone, not even God. In this lawless world, How could he admit his mistake?
Moreover, these guys eat people's hearts and claim to be gods, but they are actually no different from monsters. With Lin Beichen's character, it's okay if you don't encounter them. If you encounter them, you will inevitably unsheath the bayonet and fight to the death!
"Those three people are buying and selling children, and they want to commit adultery and adultery. They should be killed!"
As soon as Lin Beichen said these words, the five immortals were startled.
The old god laughed gloomily and knocked on his pipe, causing sparks to fly.
"Are all the brats today so arrogant? Please ask the Lord of Heaven to subdue demons with his Yin weapon!"
A majestic black smoke suddenly erupted from behind the old god, carrying sparks and rolling toward Lin Beichen. The entire theater instantly felt like a thatched cottage in a heavy rain, shaking with the wind and rain.
The fox monsters and ghosts singing on the stage were so frightened that they could no longer speak. They hid in a corner and huddled in a ball, shivering.
Six bloody heads of boys and girls suddenly emerged from the black smoke and sparks. They had braided hair, red cheeks and red lips. They all seemed to be smiling innocently, but in fact their eyes were filled with resentment. Twelve red lanterns His eyes were fixed on Lin Beichen!
Huge and cold spiritual power instantly enveloped Lin Beichen, as if six big hands were rubbing him hard.
At the same time, Lin Beichen's ears were filled with the wails and pleas for help from dozens of boys and girls.
"Just kill me……"
"Hey hey hey..."
"Help me..."
"It's too painful, I feel so uncomfortable..."
"Let me die..."
Lin Beichen's mind was in a mess, and he gritted his teeth to carry it on. His body couldn't bear the pressure, and pieces of it cracked and fell off.
"Ha, it turns out it's just a statue of mud and grass. With so little foundation, how dare you be so arrogant?" The smiling tiger chuckled strangely.
Only at this moment did Lin Beichen realize that his skin was shattered, and what was exposed was not flesh and bones, but soil and straw.
"Let me ask you, do you know you are wrong?" the old god asked coldly with sharp eyes.
"Those three people deserve to be killed!" Lin Beichen refused to give in and clenched his fists tightly. There were cracks everywhere on his body, but Taomu's fist remained unmoved, and a yang energy began to flow violently in his fist!
Lin Beichen knew that Taomu Fist might be his only way to break the game.
The old god's murderous intention was exposed, and Lin Beichen was also ready to fight for life and death.
At this moment, information flow flickered in Lin Beichen's eyes again.
[The land of Taiping Village has survived a fire catastrophe, reached the realm of sixth-level ghosts and immortals, and has become an immortal for fifty-eight years. Yin De -62, should be killed! 】
[The must-kill red name system is activated, and the target is to be killed—the land of Taiping Village! 】
[The task cannot be refused. 】
[After the host completes the killing mission, he will receive a random fragment of the idol, thirty-one Yin virtues, and a ninth-level Yin weapon - the Soul-Capturing Banner. 】
[If the mission fails, the system will deprive the host of the ghost fairy qualifications. 】
On the Tianguan map, the old god turned into a blood-red word "kill".
"Okay, okay, you are stubborn enough. I like to make guys like you cry and beg for mercy. Kneel down!" A cruel cold light flashed in the old god's eyes.
The six boys' heads immediately spun around Lin Beichen. They muttered words, and sound waves crashed into Lin Beichen's mind with visible ripples.
Lin Beichen felt dizzy and swollen. His body was as if it were made of sand, constantly cracking, clods of earth and grass clippings falling off quickly, and even his soul began to tear apart.
"As expected of the Heavenly Lord's yin weapon, even a single spiritual force has such power!" The smiling tiger chuckled strangely.
Hu'er's green eyes were extremely cold.
Mr. Ghost Eye calmly drank a bowl of incense ash slowly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
The Marriage Queen was full of regret and shook her head.
In their eyes, Lin Beichen had been wiped out!
Lin Beichen felt that his consciousness was about to sink into the bottomless abyss, and he even began to relax. He had experienced this situation countless times in the boxing ring. Each time, he suffered heavy blows to his head and neck. The most important thing at this moment was that he was fainting. Pull yourself together before.
He quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and the intense pain made him wake up instantly!
The Yang Gang Qi in Lin Beichen's Taomu fist also reached a boiling state at this moment.
At this moment, Lin Beichen felt that he was controlling a brutal beast, and he had to throw this punch, otherwise he would be swallowed up and burned to ashes by the Yangang energy in Taomu's fist.
Burning Yin Fire Power!
Lin Beichen punched the old god in the chest with a powerful punch.
The old god didn't care at all and didn't dodge. He saw the khaki robe on his chest suddenly shaking a few times, but he calmed down immediately and smiled contemptuously: "A mere inferior ninth-level ghost fairy, a baby-like thing. Just you...eh..."
Fireworks suddenly exploded in the old god's chest, and his body seemed to be made of layers of yellow paper. The pure Yang Qi melted a large hole in his chest in an instant, with sparks flying everywhere.
"How is it possible? How can a ghost fairy possess such pure Yang Qi..."
