"This Guangping County is our testing ground!"
Song Yin said: "Take some time, find out the cause, and then solve it step by step. Junior brother and junior sister, we are going to be delayed here for a while."
"I will obey my senior brother's order." The others naturally agreed.
if not?
They wanted to hold Song Yin back, but they didn't want to fool him. Now that he brought it up himself, it was just right.
As for the bell, it doesn't matter. She goes wherever her senior brother goes.
The evil disaster in the country of Hebei is not their concern.
It is certainly possible to see these hundreds of ghosts here.
In the mist, several people finally arrived and gradually moved forward along the street.
Not long after, Song Yin stopped and looked into a dark alley.
"Senior brother, is there someone? No, there is a ghost."
Zhang Fei
This man was so skinny that almost no flesh could be seen from the back, only a skeleton with some skin hanging on it, as if he had been hungry for a long time.
As if sensing the gaze, the thing suddenly turned its head, and a pair of green eyes radiated in the mist, like two green night pearls.
And that face didn't look like a human face, with hanging flesh, a crooked nose, one of the eyeballs drooping downwards, and his mouth was full of dirt, and he was holding an unknown object of feces in his hands.
"ah!!"
After being seen, this thing seemed to be angry. He raised his arm and threw the dirty thing out.
This scene shocked several people.
"Third brother!" Zhang Feixuan shouted.
"I don't, come on!" Wang Qizheng flatly refused.
Gao Sishu even stepped back with disgust on his face.
Song Yin had no expression on his face, staring at the feces that was getting closer and closer. When the feces was about to be evaporated by the breath of his body, Zhang Feixuan directly took out his folding fan, rolled up a ball of blood mist, and swirled the feces with it. Open and fall aside.
What a joke!
No matter how invulnerable the eldest brother is, he can't throw this thing at him.
This is not blasphemy to Senior Brother, it is a slap in their face.
There is a land god, and his junior brother is with him, but a ghost is thrown into the dung, and the senior brother has to take action himself?
If this was done, they would simply knock him down to avoid being looked down upon.
"My magic!"
Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth. It was too shameful for a man who was very elegant to have to use magic to remove feces at this moment.
"What are you doing!" He glared at everyone.
Wang Qizheng was about to rush forward, but when he saw Zhang Feixuan taking action, he stopped, shrugged, and said: "Stop making trouble, I definitely can't do it. Without such a spell, I can't physically resist feces, right?"
Gao Sishu put down the seal he held without saying a word.
If I had known earlier, it would have been too late!
Zhang Fei
"No need."
Song Yin shook his head and flipped through the encyclopedia in his hand, "There is no need to deal with this ghost, it does not harm anyone."
"The filth-eating ghost is a person's kind-hearted ghost that turns into a ghost. The person wants to remove the injustice and injustice in the world, but cannot do so, and generates resentment. This resentment-turned-ghost, although it blames heaven and earth, is also instinctively trying to eliminate injustice and injustice."
"It's just because of his resentment and he doesn't know what unfairness is. He just sees the street as an eyesore, so he turns into a filth-eating ghost. He appears at night, swallows the dirt on the street, and makes the street quiet."
Song Yin pointed at the ghost with a smile on his face and said: "Don't look at it as ugly, but eating dirt is beneficial to people. There are many evil spirits here, but not all the ghosts born are harmful to people."
"Wow!!"
Suddenly, a small thing came out of his shoulder, its pupils glowed, and it screamed.
"Oh? You came out, do you agree with my words?" Song Yin said with a smile.
"Wow!"
The fat body with two heads slid down from his shoulders and down his arms, sliding directly onto the encyclopedia. His chubby little hands were holding the encyclopedia there, as if he was unhappy with the book.
The encyclopedia was also flipping randomly, disturbing the little thing's hands with the flipping pages.
"Senior Brother, your Hunyuan True Spirit seems to have a hard time dealing with your Encyclopedia?" Wang Qizheng asked curiously.
"I don't know either. One is a blessing and the other is a supernatural power. They are both my things, but if they appear together, it is indeed a bit difficult to get along with them."
Song Yin looked at the little thing and said, "It's just that this blessing is also innocent, romantic, kind and kind, I'm afraid it's just for fun."
"Come on."
Bell stretched out her hand and aimed at the little thing. The little thing, which was a little dizzy from the turning of the pages, jumped forward and fell into her hands, where she stuck out her tongue and licked it.
"Hehehe, it's itchy, it's itchy, don't lick it randomly, it's not good to touch this thing!"
Bell directly held it, and the little thing was like soft clay, being shaped into various shapes in her hands.
"Of course I won't deal with it."
After playing for a while, Lingdang suddenly said: "We won't deal with Hunyuan and Qingbao."
Hunyuan?
Qingbao?
Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Qingbao is not."
Before he could say these words, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a severe palpitation in his heart.
This is not a big job!
You can't be so casual!
He held back his words and looked at Song Yin: "Senior brother, you have such magical powers."
"Qingbao? Qingbao Tianzun? But the Golden Immortal Sect cultivates Hunyuan Dao?"
Song Yin said strangely: "This magical power is sublimated from the book of paying off my brother and turned into my magical power. You also know its effect. Its benchmark is to pay off my brother's innate knowledge and know everything. It can be paid off." My brother is a mortal, how can he have anything to do with Qingbaodao?"
"Um"
Lingdang tilted her head, looked up at the sky, and thought for a while, then suddenly rolled her eyes and looked at Zhang Feixuan with a bit of bad taste: "Second Senior Brother knows."
"??"
Zhang Feixuan's eyes were full of questions.
he knows?
What does he know?
The only thing he knows now is that he can scold the Four Heavenly Lords in Daqian. What else can he know?
"Junior sister, why are you involved with me, and what can I know?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
"You know."
Ling Dang said quietly: "You will know."
"Qingbao."
Song Yin frowned and looked at the book, "This is obviously my magical power, born from myself. How can this Heavenly Lord interfere in people's cultivation at will?"
His brows became tighter and tighter, and divine light burst out from his eyes, "If this is the case, doesn't it mean that everyone under the Heavenly Lord is like this?"
boom!
Before he could finish his sentence, thunder suddenly arose in the sky. The sound of thunder shocked Zhang Feixuan, and he felt so blessed that he felt blessed. He said, "Brother, this is a blessing!"
"The Heavenly Lord has no form, so how can he interfere in human affairs? It must be a blessing. The paid book must have recorded a lot of knowledge, which attracted the attention of the Heavenly Lord in the dark, so it brought the blessing. "
"Perhaps the blessing given by Qingbao Tianzun is the use of magical powers!"
After saying this, he seemed to be exhausted and shed beads of sweat.
"Oh? If so, that's not bad. Is it a blessing similar to the Hunyuan True Spirit?"
Song Yin thought for a while, nodded and said: "Brother Fuqing is a mortal, and he can also receive the blessings of the Heavenly Lord. It means that the Heavenly Lord also pays attention to mortals, not just to us practitioners, but it is also good."
(End of chapter)
