The Lame Daoist Priest: The 206th Festival, The Great Immortal of Sheep Li

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I was so scared to sweat all over! !

Hold the frame with the other hand to prevent yourself from being dragged in!

Because it is summer and August, the weather is very hot, so I only wear a black vest, and the hand is on my arm, I can feel the other person's body temperature is very low! It's definitely not the hands of a living person! And this hand is not a spiritual body, but an entity! !

The **** and Daoist Qingyang also reacted quickly, so they hurriedly jumped into the pit and helped me hold the photo frame!

Dogday! What a weird thing! You want to drag me in! I said to the **** and fellow Qingyang: "Hold the picture frame! Give me two seconds!" I said, holding the wrist of that arm, and quickly took out the powerful dagger from the space ring! Swipe away to the outstretched arm! !

Because the dagger is too sharp! It's like cutting tofu. If you don't use too much force, the arm is cut off!

With a burst of blood, I stepped back a few steps and almost fell to the ground! Why am I so bad now? Because ‘Ling’ Zun once said, I cannot use the power and speed that exceed the limit of ordinary people, otherwise it will accelerate death! The life span is only two years left, and I don't want to waste it.

In the days of Huanyu Pavilion, I exercised a lot every day, so I was very accurate about strength and knew what strength is the limit of ordinary people. Of course, I can also use the same strength as before, but I dare not use it anymore.

I was holding half of my arm in my hand at this time, and after the arm was cut by me, the upper half was also retracted into the photo, as if it had never appeared before.

The photo was thrown back into the coffin, and the three of us climbed onto it, still some lingering fears. The **** said with a sad face, "Big brother, you have seen it too, this thing is really scary, right? What should we do now? If this commission is not completed, we have to compensate people for double losses!"

I frowned and said, "Compensation is a trivial matter. The key is that monsters have been harming people. We can’t get rid of it! In addition, Jiannan, as descendants of the Niu family, we should not put our interests first when hunting ghosts. We should try our best. Go and help others."

"Brother, who didn't run around for money, I still rely on it to buy a house and marry a wife!"

I glared at the bastard: "80% of my money is used to do good deeds. Don't you still marry a wife? This thing is enough. If you are too greedy, you will lose your nature. Money and control make ghosts do some ugly things, so how are we different from corpse-keepers? Bitch, the important task of carrying forward the cows will be handed over to you in the future. I don't want you to lose your nature for money! "

"Big brother, look at what you said, as if you are about to die. It's the same as telling me about the funeral."

I glared at the **** again: "Okay, don't be nonsense. I planned to take this photo, but now it seems that if you carry it with you, you may be dragged in by the monster inside!"

If you are dragged in, what will happen to you?

After a brief ‘hands-up’ just now, I also saw some clues. This photo frame is definitely a spatial object! But... Feng Nian has said that things like space rings can't put living things in, but the photo frame should be a space object, undoubtedly, how can we put living things in it? It's a bit weird!

The **** said: "What do you do then? Leave the photo here?"

"Let’s bury the coffin first. I want to go into the village and have a look. Didn’t you say that a dozen people have died recently? I want to see the state of their death and the cause of death. In addition, this half of the arm should be examined by a professional. To see if this is from a dead person or from a living person."

The **** said to Fellow Qingyang, "Look! Look at my brother doing things in an orderly manner. I told you a few days ago, if I have something to do with my brother, you must be right! Do not believe..."

I interrupted the bastard: "It's OK, don't talk about it, hurry up, find a way to bury the pit."

……………………

In half an hour.

The big hole was filled and the coffin and photos were buried underneath, and then we walked to the nearby village.

While walking, Daoist Qingyang said: "Friends, in fact, people in this village do not welcome us. Because the photo has been spread, people in the whole village know that this has something to do with outsiders. Relationship. Last time Brother Jiannan and I entered the village, they looked at us with very unfriendly eyes."

I frowned: "If the villagers don't receive us, then if we ask questions, 80% of them won't get a response. It seems we have to find a way..."

I hugged my shoulders and thought for a while and said: "In this way, the rural folks are more feudal in their thinking, and they believe in ghosts and gods. We will pretend to be a "big fairy" in a moment. Simply show a few hands, and they will be very Friendly. Three of us, one pretending to be a big fairy, and the other two pretending to be a boy. As for the candidate for this big fairy..."

I wanted to let Daoist Qingyang pretend to be a great immortal, because he is relatively older and is in his forties. You can’t let people pretend to be a boy, right? Unexpectedly, before I finished speaking, the **** interrupted: "Of course I am the candidate for this great immortal! Big brother, you see my temperament is like a great immortal! People are even more handsome and terrible. The trail is gone..." The **** couldn't seem to find any words to describe his handsomeness, and finally concluded: "Anyway, this is obvious to all!"

Friend Qingyang also said very cheerfully: "I'm a boy, I'm a boy..."

Besides being speechless, I'm still speechless.

Nima, you're an old cabbage in your forties, and you still want to pretend to be a boy? Too shameless... But since the **** and Daoist Qingyang are willing to fight and suffer, what else can I say? So we decided so happily, cheap men's clothing Yang Daxian, the bald fellow Qingyang and I pretended to be a boy. As soon as Daoist Qingyang heard that we could pretend to be a boy, we almost died without joy...

After entering the small village, I found that, as the **** said, the people in the village looked at us very unfriendly.

This village is not too big, there are about a hundred households, very poor, most of them are earthen houses. Because the **** wanted to pretend to be a big immortal, he walked in front with his head upright, holding his ifuck and 4s worth 298 in his hand, he looked very confident! And Daoist Qingyang and I followed the **** from left to right, acting as bodyguards! Fellow Daoist Qingyang was wearing a half sleeve of SpongeBob Squarepants. The poor hair on his head stood on his forehead due to sweating. By coincidence, those hairs split into three strands... If a child sees it, it will definitely be. Exclaimed: "San Mao!"

As for me, I am wearing a black vest, and my bare arms are covered with scars and stitches, which seems to be a bit of a rogue. This combination is said to be a big immortal, who believes in it? ! ! I'm a little retreat, our image is a bit like a demolition team.

At this time, many villagers walked out and stood at the door to watch us. As he walked, the cheap man paused, knotted a sword to his chest: "Where is the Immeasurable Tianzun, where is the Qingyang boy?"

Friend Qingyang happily exclaimed: "Master, Qingyang is here!"

"Take out the compass for the teacher."

"Yes!" Daoist Qingyang agreed, and he did not forget to pose a pose when he took out the mirror! At this time, an old man next to Daoist Qingyang pointed at Daoist Qingyang and said, "Hey? Are you not Master Qingyang from Erbi Village, Xiaolana Township?"

"Huh? Old man, do you know me?"

"I know, I have a relative in Erbi Village, Xiaolanjia Township. I went there when his house was haunted last time. I saw you drive the ghost away. That's a great one! Our village Strange things have happened recently. Master, did you come here to help us solve the strange things?" the old man asked expectantly.

Friend Qingyang said: "Yes! But old man, I have one more thing to ask, can we meet the village chief of your village?"

"The old man is not talented, he is the head of this small village."

"Oh, it's disrespectful. I'm here this time..." Daoist Qingyang was about to continue bragging, only to hear the **** whisper in surprise: "Huh?"

The audience gathered their eyes on the **** again, and saw the **** holding a compass and said: "If you are not wrong, it should have not rained here for 25 days!"

Although the **** had been to this small village, the villagers did not dare to approach because of the strange things surrounding Wang's ancestral grave, so the villagers did not know the bitch.

"Huh? This is?" The village chief looked at the **** questioningly and asked.

"Oh, let me introduce you." Daoist Qingyang said, "This is my master, Yang Daxian! Master, his old man knows astronomy at the top, and geography at the bottom. You can figure out the life of a person with a finger and a calculation. Fate, I only learned some of his fur. Master heard that there was something strange here, and asked me to bring him over to subdue the demons and protect everyone from the demons!"

The old man is really superstitious. He looked at the bitch's eyes instantly full of respect, bending over and saying, "Hello, Daxian, hello."

The **** half-squinted his eyes, and said with the appearance of a worldly expert: "No need to be polite, I just checked and found out that it hasn't rained in your place for 25 days, am I right?"

"Yes! It's a big immortal!" The old man said excitedly: "It hasn't rained for so long, and the crops are almost withered. Please also ask Daxian to help us!"

"It doesn't matter!" The **** said with the appearance of a worldly expert: "Qingyang boy, take care of me with paper and pen!"

"Yes! Master!" As he said, Daoist Qingyang took out the book and pen, and handed them to the **** man.

The **** opened the book, spent a few pens on it, then tore off the page, turned it into a ball of paper, and then took out a condom from nowhere, put the ball of paper into the condom, and tied a knot . Passing the condom to the old man, he said with a posture of a world-class expert: "Since you are so predestined, I will give you a kit. Remember! This kit can only be opened when it rains! Otherwise it won't work. !"

The old man took the "tips" and asked excitedly: "How do you call Daxian?"

The **** smiled slightly: "Yang Da... Sheep Power Fairy!"

(Two more today.)